Keith

Keith:
I've never lied in this far, and I'm not gonna start now.

Keith:
[after he kisses Natalie] We should probably leave.

Natalie:
Yeah.

Keith:
We're lab partners.

Natalie:
Yeah.

Keith:
This is strictly a lab partnership.

Natalie:
Absolutely.

Keith:
And Walter would be very, very upset right now.

Keith:
[to Walter Miles] I'll whip her into shape.

Natalie:
[to Keith] Who the hell do you think you are?

Keith:
Who do YOU think I am?

Keith:
What's the rush? We're here in a yellow truck, a road ahead of us and nothing but opportunities.

Natalie:
You don't care what people think. You're just... you.

Natalie:
I don't... I don't care where you're gonna be next year. I don't care if you're crazy. God, I just know I wanna be with you. I don't understand what you're doing. It seems so pointless, I mean everything... It just seems pointless but when I'm with you it's different. I don't know why.

Keith:
[spills liquid on chem table] Ohh, God.

Natalie:
Be careful, would you?

Keith:
Am I gonna be in trouble for that? Are you gonna punish me for this?

Natalie:
I might have to.

Keith:
'Cause you know how I feel about all that stuff.

Natalie:
Look, partner, you know the deal.

Keith:
But those spiky heels really hurt me.

Natalie:
Keith, you've been a bad boy and now you gonna pay the price.

[Keith groans]

Natalie:
[looking at the people sharing their chem lab table who are staring] Do you mind?

Natalie:
F*** you.

Keith:
You just did, partner.

Natalie:
Where you been the last two weeks?

Keith:
"Last two weeks?" What, do you come here every day?

Keith:
Wake up, Natalie. Don't you see what happened here? You had a beautiful life, and I had sh*t. I hated your guts. I wanted to take you down, I wanted to make you as miserable as I am, and that is exactly what I did. Now, how's that for a goodbye?

Natalie:
Pretty lame.

Keith:
Face it, Anderson, I screwed you. I screwed you big time.

Natalie:
So you screwed me. So what? Me? I made love to you.

Keith:
I had it all figured out, so I cut out early? Who cares? It's probably a good thing. Life sucks, anyway. Then I met you, and it got weird. And you were so amazing. And I...

Natalie:
What? What?

Keith:
I just wanted a little more time. So all in all, I'd say you're the worst thing that's ever happened to me. Goodbye, partner.

Keith:
What are we doing? Really.

Natalie:
This is the goodbye scene.

Keith:
Let's not. Okay?

Natalie:
Why didn't you tell me?

Keith:
Everybody bites it sooner or later. I'm just in the AP class, ahead of the game.

Natalie:
Always the joke.

Keith:
Al says it's a phase. It'll stop soon, but hey, at least it wasn't about the sympathy for the sick kid.

Natalie:
That's not fair.

Keith:
Is Duke fair? Is Europe fair? At this rate I won't even make it to London, Ontario. Is that fair? Bowling, that's what I get. Bowling.

Keith:
Do you think our check is ready? I-I know, pumpkin love; you know I'm pissed off, too. Can you believe this sh*t? It's been three months since that accident. The nerve.

Natalie:
In case you haven't heard: picnics - they usually take place outdoors.

Keith:
Oh, is that what it says in the officaial picnic rulebook?

Keith:
I've been thinking about what you said, about that concrete goal.

Alan Ascher:
And?

Keith:
I think I've nailed it. I feel really good about this one, Al.

Alan Ascher:
Lay it on me.

Keith:
It's a girl.

Alan Ascher:
Cool. What's she like?

Keith:
You know. Smart, beautiful, popular. A classic TGFY. Too Good For You, Al.

Alan Ascher:
But not for you?

Keith:
Well, I'm sorta outside the whole high school food chain at this point, wouldn't you say?

Alan Ascher:
So, are you gonna ask her out?

Keith:
Ask her out? No, bad idea, no. I mean, where's the theraputic value in that?

Alan Ascher:
So, what's the plan?

Keith:
Simple, I'm gonna have fun with her.

Natalie:
I'm staying with you until you leave. I don't care how much time we have. Get that you stupid jerk.

[Unhappy with Keith as a chemistry lab partner, Natalie speaks to the teacher]

Mr. Miles:
Keith is actually pretty sharp when he applies himself.

Natalie:
Okay, but we kinda...

Mr. Miles:
...lack Chemistry?

Natalie:
Yeah.

Mr. Miles:
Try to make it work, okay?

[Natalie heads to the door. She just gets to it when Keith appears before the teacher as well]

Keith:
About this Natalie Anderson thing: Walter, she's a complete anal-compulsive control freak. How do you expect me to work with that?

Keith:
So you don't remember.

Natalie:
What?

Keith:
Well, I sit behind you in the sixth grade play, you were the princess and I was Russian Soldier #3.

Natalie:
Don't remember that.

Keith:
Of course not. A princess never remembers the little people.

Natalie:
Excuse me while I cry for you.

Natalie:
[Just after Keith stops his truck from going over the edge of the cliff] What the hell was that? You crazy? You don't do sh*t like that! You could get yourself killed!

Keith:
Not to mention what would have happened to my truck.

Office Lady:
Can I help you?

Natalie:
Oh, we're just, uh, waiting for Mr. Richardson. He said he had to finish a phone call.

Office Lady:
[skeptically] Okay.

Keith:
[as soon as the office lady closes the door] Goddamn that Richardson!

Natalie:
Yeah! Who does he think he is? That little monkey!

Keith:
I'm sick of this sh*t! You know what, baby? We're going straight to the top! We're getting his little monkey-ass fired!

Keith:
[Keith shows up out of the blue in chemistry class] Four test tubes, three beakers, and a bunsen burner.

Mr. Miles:
Yeah, okay, everything seems to be in order. Keys? [Keith hands him his key] Natalie? Key? [Natalie hands him her key]

Keith:
The end of chemistry as we know it.

Natalie:
You're such a goddamn glib little actor! As far as I'm concerned, this is a really chicken sh*t goodbye! [Natalie storms out of the room]

Keith:
Don't worry, Walter, she was addressing her remarks to me.

Natalie:
Are you crazy? You don't do sh*t like that! You could get yourself killed!

Keith:
Not to mention what would've happened to my truck.

Natalie:
Did you want to go over?

Keith:
I wasn't even close.

Natalie:
Yes you were.

Keith:
You don't know how 'close' is.