Jacy Farrow:
[Duane is having trouble "performing" with Jacy in a motel room]
Just go on and do it! Oh! What's the matter with you?
Duane Jackson:
I don't know, I don't know... something's happened.
Jacy Farrow:
Well, get off me a minute, for goodness sakes, you might fall down and mash me.
[He does]
Duane Jackson:
Well, I don't know what happened.
Jacy Farrow:
[furious]
It was Mexico! No tellin' *what* you got down there... I just hate you! I don't know why I ever went with you!
Duane Jackson:
I don't know what happened.
Jacy Farrow:
[exasperated]
Well, put your clothes on, you think I wanna sit around here lookin' at you naked? I might've known you couldn't do it. Now I'll never get to not be a virgin. What'll we tell everybody? The whole class knows! I just want to cry! You're about the meanest boy I ever saw! My mama was dead right about you.
Duane Jackson:
Well, I don't know what happened.
Jacy Farrow:
Don't go out there! We haven't had time to do it. They'd know! I don't want one soul to know. You'd better not tell one soul!
[picks up her clothes]
Jacy Farrow:
You just pretend it was *wonderful*!
Duane Jackson:
Well, I'm sorry, I don't know what happened.
Jacy Farrow:
Oh! If you say that one more time, I'll *bite* you!