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[theme music]
So it is difficult to imagine
the shock felt by the British public
when King Edward VIII announced his abdication
to marry the love of his life, Wallis Simpson.
I've always thought that was the most romantic event in history.
A king giving up his throne for a woman.
I wouldn't give a woman my seat on the subway.
Of course, you wouldn't. Where would you sleep at night?
Actually, marrying for love is relatively trendy.
Until this century, marriage was primarily
uh, an economic institution.
Parents arranged marriages, uh, often there was a dowry.
And even in India, uh, the bride might come with
uh, a water buffalo, a chicken, and a couple of jackasses.
He just described my sister-in-law's family.
Mr. Moore, are you trying to say that our socio-economic system
evolved from the fact that our forefathers didn't believe
in foreplay with our foremothers?
Uh, I'm saying that their concept of romantic love
might have been little different from ours.
You know, that's right.
I asked my grandma if she loved grandpa
and she said there was no word in her language for love.
Aw..
But there were nine words for headache.
Thank you, Arvid.
I'd rather die than not have love in my life.
As far as I'm concerned, it's the only reason to marry.
Not in India, Simone.
Before I came here, a marriage was arranged for me.
No way!
Though it does solve one problem.
You might meet somebody nice, with no fuss, no muss
and well, let's face it, no rejection.
Mm-hmm. And at least you don't have to go through the hassle
of tryin' to meet new people.
Interesting people, right?
People we can relate to, who has time
who knows where and who knows which people to meet.
Well, but now I'm stuck, so--
I-I know that you're not the world's most social group
but you're not living in a vacuum.
There are other people out there, and I'm sure that some
of them would like to meet people like you.
[chuckles] Well, tell me about it.
One of them came to my door a few weeks ago.
She needed a nerd for a scavenger hunt.
Mr. Moore, we have agendas.
We can't afford to spend our time trying to meet new people.
Although, I did get lucky once, with Martha Cabot.
You call that lucky?
Now, speaking of Martha Cabot, what about all the people
that you meet at your academic competitions.
I mean, the science fairs, the debates you're in?
Well, we just compete, and then we get on the bus
or they get on the bus, and it's over.
Right! By the time our palms stop sweating, they're gone.
Did it ever occur to you that maybe their palms
are sweating too?
Well, this is a marriage made in heaven.
Put your sweaty little palms together.
Make contact!
[indistinct chatter]
Look, you have minds. Use them.
I.. You have a computer.
- Use it. - Oh, hang on.
You're suggesting a computerized
dating service for us?
I love it. Date a doofus.
- Come on. - Not a dating service.
Merely a means of getting acquainted with other students
like yourselves from different high schools.
It's just a suggestion. You don't have to do it.
Of course, I don't have to be sympathetic to your problem
if you're doing anything to solve it.
[indistinct chatter]
Yo! Guys, guys! Let's see it. This is doable.
[indistinct chatter]
Ah, could we do it on your own time, please?
[instrumental music]
(Dr. Samuels) 'So you're the new teachers' union rep, huh?'
Let me tell you the way we do things
around here, Mr. Moore.
The teachers complain to their chapter leader.
"Too much this, not enough that."
- Espresso? - No, thank you.
- Cappuccino? - No.
Cafe-au-lait.
No, merci.
Anyway, the chapter leader comes and tells me
"Too much this, not enough that."
I say, "You're absolutely right. I'll look into it."
Great. Now, what we need now is a, a new coffeemaker
for the teachers' lounge.
- I'll look into it. - No. no.
I'm-I'm just asking you to okay a requisition
for a new coffeemaker.
W-what's wrong with the old one?
There is no old one. It's dead.
Okay, you got it.
Thank you.
Uh, so how long does that take?
Uh, it usually takes six to eight weeks.
- To get a new coffeemaker? - 'No.'
Before they start processing the request.
But.. Wh-wh-what about.. What about this one?
I mean, you got it in a week.
Unfortunately, this was procured with an administrative request.
Uh, as opposed to yours, which was a faculty request.
How long does a faculty request take?
Don't hold your breath.
Well, that's outrageous.
You're absolutely right. I'll look into it.
[instrumental music]
Okay, Arvid, we got your likes and dislikes down.
Now, in ten words or less, who are you?
Well, I'm, I'm lonely.
Uh, but outgoing.
Shy, yet assertive.
Uh.. Needy, and giving.
Unusual looking.
- Good. - Yeah, that's right.
Though some say I'm handsome.
Arvid, this isn't gonna fly. Um, let's go with, uh..
- Classy Manhattan intellectual. - Yeah, yeah.
- Eclectic interests. - Okay.
Uh, discreet. Maybe sensual.
Little witty. And, um..
- Desperate! - 'Yeah.'
Girls! Girls! Girls! Girls! Free computer time.
Who wants to be the first one to line up for my computer?
No, thanks. Not interested, Dennis.
Whatever life holds in store for me is not on your floppy disk.
- Suit yourself. Darlene? - Forget it, Dennis.
I don't believe in advertising for love.
I do. Here.
- Sarah? - Great.
May as well cover all bases.
Okay, oh, Jawaharlal
I realize you're on the Indian layaway plan.
But, uh.. Are you interested?
Why not? Besides, how can you cheat on a five year old?
- Simone. - No, thanks, Dennis.
I'm really not good at blind dates.
Come on, Simone, this program is the cutting edge
of male-female compatibility.
I can guarantee you, I'll find you a soulmate.
Hey! If you don't mind, she's already met her soulmate.
It's just the question of when it sinks in, right?
Okay, Dennis, what do you need to know?
Need to start with your favorite things.
That would be, uh, "Raindrops on roses or whiskers on kittens?"
I don't believe this.
You won't go out on a date with me
but you're gonna go out with some guy from Bronx Science
who eats bananas with his mouth open?
All I'm doing is answering a few questions.
What's the big deal?
[school bell ringing]
Okay. Ah, that's enough of "The All-New Dating Game."
Back to the good ol' game of dates.
I like to call it history.
[instrumental music]
Okay, Dennis, you've had enough time. Give me a name!
Come on, Arvid, you can't rush this kind of thing.
Romances aren't made overnight.
Dennis! A guy from Brooklyn Tech called me. He sounds nice.
I may even try goin' out with him. Thanks.
[laughs]
Well, how come she found someone so quickly?
I'm more selective with you, Arvid. I mean, come on!
There's not that many girls out there who like Mr. Rogers.
Dennis! Dennis. I apologize.
I was certain this computer thing was just
another one of your fiascos.
But Muffy Van Pendleton wants to meet me.
Um.. Uh, him too.
How come everybody is getting fixed up except for me?
Hey, come on, Arvid. I got you a date, remember?
Right here, "5'9", blond, math-freak, astronomy buff
chess-player," but no, wasn't good enough for you.
It was a guy!
It doesn't mean he was a bad person.
- Oh! - Arvid, co..
Oh! Simone! Simone! I have found you the perfect match.
Look at this. "Loves Yates, Mahler, Jeanette."
Huh? Not only that.
You also both love mung beans
and hate biker movies. Could it be more perfect?
Um, Dennis, I changed my mind.
I-I don't think I wanna go through with this.
I just can't get used to the idea of going out
with a stranger.
Simone, deep down, we're all strangers.
[indistinct]
I'd like to keep it that way.
Uh, Simone, I'm gonna have to ask you to reconsider that.
No, Dennis, that's my final decision.
- Let me put it this way-- - Excuse me.
But judging by your description you must be Dennis Blunden.
- That's right. - The name's Oswald Bletch.
I'm here to meet Simone Foster.
- You what? - Is this timing perfect?
This lovely creature right here happens to be Simone.
[laughs]
Wow! Simone!
Hubba hubba.
[hissing]
Uh, well, now that you two have met
I suggest you get better acquainted. I have to go now.
- Dennis! - I have to go. Hi, Eric.
[chuckles] I'm sure you two will be very happy together.
[laughs]
Hey, listen, my mom is waitin' in the car
so I'll just run down the vital stats for you.
Four point O average at Bronx Science.
Astronomy club, debate
poetry club, starter on the ping pong team.
Two years Arthur Murray.
Ballroom and disco.
Princeton, Yale and Harvard all want me. How about you?
It was nice meeting you. I hope we meet again someday.
- So, how's tonight? - I don't think so.
Hey, Simone, look at this.
Two tickets to the Kabuki Theater.
- I don't know. - Simone.
These people came all the way from Japan.
I'm having dinner with my family.
Great! I'd love to meet them.
I'll sell the Kabuki tickets.
Family is important. They should get to know me.
They're very shy. You'd be uncomfortable.
Not to worry. They'll love me.
It's a bad time. We're having family problems.
Lean on me.
We're Dutch, we don't lean.
Okay. Saturday night?
I can't. I'm having surgery.
On Saturday night?
Well, early, but not that early.
Simone...look at me.
You're not comfortable with lying, are you?
- No. - No. So why lie?
You're not doing anything Saturday night.
And you're not doing anything tonight.
No, not really.
Great, I'll pick you up at 7:00.
Oswald!
Simone, one of my greatest qualities
is that I'm tenacious.
- Did you see the movie "Alien?" - Yes.
Remember the creature that stuck to the guy's face
and wouldn't get off? Like this.
- Yes. - That's me.
Right there. All the time.
In your face.
I thought I knew you from somewhere.
So I'll see you tonight. Hoo-hoo!
Oswald!
Uh-oh!
[instrumental music]
[instrumental music]
- Morning! - Hi, guys.
Hey! Made contact with Muffy last night.
She sounds like a real snob.
(all) Aww.
I think we're gonna hit it off.
So, how's things with Oswald Belch?
That's Bletch, and don't ask.
Oh, you didn't actually go out with that poindexter, did you?
I don't want to talk about it.
Simone, you went out with him?
I didn't mean to.
Oh, what do you didn't mean to?
How do you accidentally go out on a date?
He.. I-I can't describe him.
He showed up at my house with these Kabuki tickets
and he wouldn't leave.
I tried to get rid of him. My parents liked him.
And next thing you know, we were at the Kabuki.
He spent half the night under his chair
looking for nasal spray.
Afterwards, he dragged me to a coffee shop for a veggie burger
and the next thing you knew, we were at the all-night
Lina Wertmuller Film Festival.
Yup, and that's when you realized
that the two of you were perfectly matched.
- Am I right? - Wrong.
I hated every minute of it.
I couldn't wait to get rid of him.
So, how'd you do it?
I didn't. I agreed to go out with him again tonight.
- Aw. - Tonight?
- What? - It's the only way he'd leave.
I don't believe this.
All this time, you've been turning me down.
Now two nights in a row, you're gonna go out
with the lead singer of the Chipmunks?
Eric, I-I can say no to you. I like you.
Is that supposed to make some kind of sense?
You're strong. You're confident. You can take rejection.
But this Oswald, he's a manipulative, devious
annoying creep.
He's so pathetic, I feel sorry for him.
I guess I just want to let him down easy.
Simone, this is sick, guys like him, you don't let down
you push off.
Look, there are some people who are a little more sensitive
about other people's feelings than you are.
- Yeah. That's right. - What about her feelings?
No, no, no. What about my feelings, huh?
[indistinct chatter]
Excuse me.
Excuse me. I guess I should've anticipated this.
Just naive, I guess.
My, uh, suggestion to have you meet other IHP kids via computer
seems to have degenerated into Blunden's dating service.
And it's not working. Am I right so far?
Oh, no, no. Mr. Moore, it's working out great.
Simone won't go out on a date with me, but she's gonna date
some guy she hates.
I am not dating him.
You're goin' out with him tonight?
- No, I'm not. - You just said you were.
I know. But I've got it all planned.
I'm gonna hide at Maria's tonight.
- You are? - Okay?
- Fine. - That's not gonna work!
Oh, sure, it'll work. That is a very, very bright idea, Simone.
(Moore) 'Excuse me again.'
Uh, Simone, what's the matter with telling this guy
that you're not interested?
[instrumental music]
Simone, you're going about this the coward's way.
I know what I'm doing.
As long as I avoid Oswald, I'll be okay.
Hello, you goddess of love.
- Hi, girls. - Oswald..
What are you doing here?
I just couldn't wait until this evening to see you.
Besides, this way, we can make the African Insect Exhibit
before it closes at 5:00.
I don't.. Oh.. We've got a lot of homework.
(both) Homework, Oswald.
Homework? Homework's no problem.
I'll help you do it over root beer and cheese doodles.
Well, what's the worse that could happen?
Their kids could have his voice and his looks.
- Dr. Sam-- - Ah-aah!
If this is about the teachers' lounge
believe me, I've have a lot more
important things on my mind at the moment.
I'm sure you do, sir, and I know your faculty does too.
So we can just drop those as conversational topics.
Let's talk about, uh, a simple, yet symbolic gesture
that only you could make.
Just slicing right through the bureaucratic red tape
to get us that coffeemaker for the teachers' lounge. Hmm?
Your way of saying to your faculty members..
"Hey! I care."
Hey! I don't care.
[instrumental music]
Um, Mr. Moore?
If a girl told you she loved you on Thursday
but that she fell out of love with you on Friday
would you believe her?
Is this about you and Oswald?
Yeah, I-I can't stand him
but I don't want to hurt his feelings.
- Know what I mean? - Yeah.
I mean, sometimes it's hard
to give someone an honest no for an answer.
Believe me, I have received my fair share
of fake phone numbers in my time.
I've given him every signal girls give guys
to let him know I'm not interested.
- But he just doesn't get it. - Well, I understand that.
I mean, one thing I've learned from my gifted students
is they don't always get the message.
I get it.
No more Miss Nice Guy.
I've gotta be brutally frank, and just tell him
I don't want to see him anymore.
And I'm gonna do it tonight.
- Good. - At dinner.
- Good. - After the ballet.
Okay, okay, okay, Alan. I'll agree with you.
Aaron Burr had a right to be annoyed with Alexander Hamilton.
Not enough to waste him in a duel.
Excuse me.
Don't you have a school of your own to go to?
Well, I'm working on a transfer here to Fillmore
and I'm here to drop off my grades.
- Oh, no! - Yeah, yeah.
It'll be great being in class with you guys
and let me tell you something, you could use the competition.
We could use some bug spray.
And I brought a little something for my heart-mate.
It's a picture of me for your locker.
Oswald, there's something I need to tell you.
Uh, Simone, don't you and Oswald want to step out in the hall?
(all) Oh! No!
Oswald, it's over.
What's over?
- I fell in love with you. - Of course, you did.
But then, I fell out of love with you.
I want you to know I'll never forget you. Goodbye.
[chuckles] You won't forget me.
I'll be sitting right next to you in class.
(all) Oh, no!
I haven't been fair to you.
See, the truth is, and I don't want it to sound harsh
but I don't like you.
I never liked you. I seem to have a problem saying no.
It's the only reason I went out with you.
When I told you I loved you once
it was a lie just to get rid of you.
Now, I want this to be perfectly clear.
It's not because of another guy or anything else.
I just don't like you.
Maybe we should seek counseling.
Oswald! Didn't you hear what I said? It's over.
You realize of course this could affect my decision
to attend school here.
(all) Yes.
Uh, Oswald, it's a tough break
but I sense you're a real fighter deep down.
I know you'll-you'll probably find someone else.
- I'll get over it. - Sure.
I have superior recuperative powers.
Oh, I'm sure you do.
I'll tell you somethin' else.
This computer dating is a crock anyway.
Dennis, I want my ten bucks back.
What?
Look, Ozzie, I got you the date. I don't guarantee results.
- I want it back. - In your dreams.
Did you see the movie "Alien?"
Remember the creature that stuck to the guy's face
and wouldn't get off, like this?
That's me! Right there! All the time.
Simone, I'm out of your face.
And I'm into his.
Wow! What a nerd.
Dennis, you sold me to him for $10?
Personally, Simone, I thought you were worth a lot more
but the market's a little soft right now.
(all) Oh, Dennis.
Dennis, that is not the point, and you know it.
Now, my suggestion was simply an attempt
to expand everybody's social horizons
not to establish a profit-making enterprise.
And I'm sorry that it turned out this way.
No, no, no. Wait a second, Mr. Moore. It wasn't all bad.
Yeah. Some of us met some pretty nice people.
Mm-hmm. And just think..
...Muffy Van Pendleton paid money to meet me.
I'm thrilled.
Sorry, Alan, Muffy stopped payment on her check.
[instrumental music]
[slurping]
I tell you, this machine makes
a great cup of coffee every time.
No, thanks.
Time to talk about the teachers' union.
I have here a list of items
we'll be discussing in our next meeting.
I thought I'd give you the chance
to preview the agenda.
Class sizes. Teachers' schedule.
New coffeemaker. Unnecessary faculty meetings.
New coffeemaker.
- Administrator rating system. - What?
Oh, we're gonna start rating the administrators including you.
- You gotta be kidding. - No, no. Where was I?
Uh.. Docking the paychecks.
New coffeemaker. Lunch hour duty.
- Alright! You win. Take it! - Thank you very much.
Incidentally, if you could order about a dozen more
of these little cups.
Wait, wait, wait a minute!
[theme music]
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