"AMERICAN GRAFFITI" Screenplay by George Lucas Gloria Katz ...

LAURIE
Get your cooties off me--
Eddie and Peg are watching with great interest. Steve smiles
at them again. Then he leans down and whispers something to
Laurie.
LAURIE
Go ahead, slug me, scar my face. I
wouldn't dance with you if you were
the last guy left in this gym.
EDDIE
Uh, Peg, I think we should dance.
PEG
No, this is getting good.
LAURIE
I'll dance with you, Eddie. You don't
mind, do you, Peggy?
She takes Eddie by the hand and leaves Steve fuming with
Peg.
PEG
Joe College strikes out.
Steve gives her a snide look, then watches Laurie and Eddie
laughing, as they join in The Stroll. The whole gym is
Strolling in unison, like some strange musical military
formation.
HIGH SCHOOL HALLWAY
The Stroll music floats from the gym down the empty hall.
Curt walks along with his hands in his pockets. One last
trip down the grey, locker-lined corridor. He slows and stops
by locker 2127. He smiles a little, then flips the dial of
the lock. Once to the right--back to the left--then to the
right again. Curt hits the handle. It doesn't open. Changed
already. He shrugs and goes off down the hallway.
HIGH SCHOOL GYM
Curt walks in the background, behind the line of kids clapping
as one couple Strolls down between them. Then Curt hears
somebody call him.
MR. WOLFE (O.S.)
Hey--Curtis!
Curt wanders over toward a young teacher, Mr. Wolfe, who is
surrounded by a group of admiring (and grade-seeking) girls.
Mr. Wolfe wears ivy league clothes and is about twenty-five,
not much older than his students.
MR. WOLFE
Curtis, come here. Help me, will
you? I'm surrounded.