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Mr. Braddock :
Hi, what's the matter? The guests are all downstairs,
Ben, waiting to see you.
Benjamin : Look, Dad, could you explain to them that I
have to be alone for a while?
Mr. Braddock : These are all our good friends, Ben.
Most of them have known you since, well, practically
since you were born. What
is it , Ben?
Benjamin : I'm just...
Mr. Braddock : Worried?
Benjamin : Well...
Mr. Braddock : About what?
Benjamin : I guess about my future.
Mr. Braddock : What about it?
Benjamin : I don't know... I want it to be...
Mr. Braddock : To be what?
Benjamin : ...Different.
Mrs. Braddock : Is anything wrong?
Mr. Braddock : No! No, we're just on our way
downstairs!
Mrs. Braddock : The Carlsons' are here.
Mr. Braddock : They are? Well. Come on.
Mrs. Braddock : They came all the
way
from Tarzana. C'mon let's get cracking.
Mr. Braddock : It's a wonderful thing to have so many
devoted friends.
Mr. Carlson : Hey, there's our award winning scholar.
Mrs. Carlson : We're all very proud of you, Ben.
Ben : Thank you, Mrs. Carlson.
Mr. Carlson : Is that the new car out there? The
little red Wop job
?
Mr. Braddock : That's Ben's graduation present.
Mr. Carlson : Won't have
much trouble picking them up in that ,
will you?
Ben : Sir?
Mr. Carlson : The girls. The chicks. The - the
teeny boppers.
Mrs. Carlson : I think Ben has gotten beyond the teeny bopper
stage - haven't you, Ben?
Ben : Yes, ma'am. Excuse me, I think I'd just like to
check something on the car for a minute -
Mr. Loomis : Here's the
track star . How are you, track star?
Ben : Just fine, Mr. Loomis.
Mr. Loomis : I want to get a drink and then I want to
hear all about that thing you won. That Hopperman award.
Ben : Helpingham.
Mr. Loomis : Helpingham! Right! You wait right here.
Lady1 : Ben, we're all so proud of you.
Lady2 : Proud, proud, proud, proud, proud.
Lady3 : What are you going to do now?
Ben : I was going to go upstairs for a minute.
Lady3 : No, I meant with your future.
Lady2 : With your life.
Ben : Well, that's a little hard to say.
Mr. McQuire : Ben!
Ben : (to the ladies) Excuse me. (He turns around) Mr.
McQuire.
Mr. McQuire : Ben.
Ben : Mr. McQuire.
Mr. McQuire : Come along with me, I want to talk to
you. Excuse me, Joan. Thanks. I just want to say one
word to you, just one word.
Ben : Yes, sir.
Mr. McQuire : Are you listening?
Ben : Yes I am.
Mr. McQuire : Plastics.
Ben : Exactly how do you mean?
Mr. McQuire : There is a great future in plastics.
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