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

You broke up? Bull!
Steve just shrugs. The three of them go off into the darkness.
CRUISING MAIN STREET-'32 YELLOW DEUCE COUPE
The coupe makes an eccentric swerve as it cruises along the
main drag. Inside, Carol is looking at the gear-shift knob
that she's taken off the shift arm as they listen to "Do You
Want to Dance?"
CAROL
It doesn't look like a gear shift
knob.
JOHN
Come on, will ya? Give it back to
me.
CAROL
Well, go ahead, cream me. What's
wrong, you're a tough guy. Break my
arm, see if I care.
Forget it.
JOHN
He ignores her, and finally his silence makes her take a
small round knob out of her pocket and put it back on the
shifter where it belongs.
CAROL
I was just going to keep it for a
little while. You're an ogre, just
like my father. He won't let me play
records, or stay out late, or
anything.
JOHN
(worried)
He ah--doesn't like you to stay out
late?
CAROL
No--he's terrible. Once I was at a
party that didn't end till late and
he called the cops. Can you imagine?
It was only a little after midnight
and he had the whole police force--
JOHN
Say, where do you live anyway?
CAROL
Over on Ramona, why?
(She suddenly smiles)
Oh no. Uh uh. You thought I'd tell
you where--not me, not old Carol.
The night is young and I'm not hitting
the rack until I get a little action.