(Elizabeth is sitting at the docks. Lucky approaches her with a flower, hidden behind his back.)
Lucky: Aren't we a little young for nostalgia?
Elizabeth: Lucky. What are you doing here?
Lucky: Oh, well, the same as you-- remembering.
Elizabeth: What, sand in our sleeping bags? Stale doughnuts? Weird things in the dark?
Lucky: Yeah, those were the days huh? Here.
(Lucky hands her the flower)
Lucky: I spotted you from Kelly's. Borrowed it from Ruby's window box.
Elizabeth: Thank you.
Lucky: Did you have any finals today?
Elizabeth: No, thank God.
Lucky: Yeah, me neither.
Elizabeth: Wasn't history the worst!
Lucky: Ooh. I'm telling you, if I'm ever President, I'm going to give the kids who have to study me a break and do nothing for four years.
(Elizabeth laughs)
Lucky: See, that's a nice laugh. Sounds like things are better at the homefront.
Elizabeth: They're okay. Sarah's all excited about going to Europe. She got permission to take her finals early so she can leave on Thursday. As for Gram and I, she's trying. How about you?
Lucky: Well, I got my own place now.
Elizabeth: Yeah, you mentioned you found something right before--
Lucky: Yeah, before you ruined everything by getting along with your family again. You won't see me making that mistake.
Elizabeth: So what's the place like?
Lucky: Well, you know, you're going to have to see it to believe it.
Elizabeth: Well, then why don't we?
Lucky: All right. You're on.
Elizabeth: Okay.
(Lucky helps Elizabeth into the boxcar)
Lucky: Well, this is it--cheap, roomy, out of the way. What do you think?
(Elizabeth looks around)
Elizabeth: It'll be fine--once you fix it up a little.
Lucky: I have. Yeah, I swept it out, I set up my stuff in the corner.
Elizabeth: Oh. I can see I have my work cut out for me. Where's your table?
Lucky: Well, now, what good is a table if you don't have a chair?
Elizabeth: You're going to need both.
Lucky: Are you suggesting we go shopping? Because I have to remind you that I'm broke, and I'd hate to burst your beautiful bubble.
Lizzie: You're going to need a lamp, right about here.
Lucky: Well--
Elizabeth: What do you say we start with the ceilings? Sky blue, of course.
Lucky: What do you think of Day-Glo purple?
Elizabeth: For the sky?
Lucky: Yeah.
Elizabeth: Why?
Lucky: I don't know. It's one of the colors that I found in the dumpster behind Newman's Hardware store.
(Elizabeth laughs)
Lucky: Well, look, you can't beat the price. but you kind of have to just take what they toss, and some of it ends up to be kind of bright.
Elizabeth: Hey, bright is perfect. Do you have brushes?
Lucky: Do I have brushes? Of course I have brushes.
Elizabeth: All right, then. Let's make this the brightest home on wheels. Here.
(She hands him her flower. Lucky looks at her and then at the flower)
(Lucky comes back to the boxcar.)
Lucky: Honey, I'm home.
Elizabeth: I'm in here, dear.
Lucky: Sodas.
Elizabeth: Ah, great. I just finished the chair. Look.
Lucky: Wow. All the comforts of home.
Elizabeth: Yeah, but if you want to keep these sodas cold, I guess we'd better make a fridge.
Lucky: And some windows.
Elizabeth: Bad idea. People can see in, especially at night. You never know who's out there
Lucky: All right, forget the windows then. I'm trying to save on my heating bills.
Elizabeth: Right.
Lucky: Yeah.
Elizabeth: Time for that fridge.
Lucky: I've got to start studying, so--
(He sits down)
Elizabeth: How many finals do you have left?
Lucky: I just have one more on Friday. I got the English exam.
(He realizes what he had just said and looks over at her)
Elizabeth: Murty's class. Yeah.
(Elizabeth then starts struggling with the paint can)
Lucky: Hey...
Elizabeth: "Me too."
Lucky: Hey. Hey, it's ok.
(He takes the paint can away from her and they look at each other, with understanding)
(Elizabeth is finishing painting the stove)
Lucky: Not bad. We should put a couple of refrigerator magnets. On there.
Elizabeth: And maybe an extra book or two on the shelves.
Lucky: Ok.
Elizabeth: And a telephone directory. Oh, and if you need the cordless, I put it over there on the table.
Lucky: Thank you.
Elizabeth: You're welcome. Sorry if I kind of freaked earlier.
Lucky: No, hey, we passed that kind of thing long ago. Listen, just go into class on Friday. Let me watch Murty, all right? Don't act suspicious or anything. Just concentrate on the exam.
Elizabeth: Sure. I can do that. And if Murty's the one, we'll just get him. That's all.
Lucky: Yeah, we'll get him..
Elizabeth: So, you have any plans for the night?
Lucky: Well, I thought I would take a TV dinner out of my fridge. Yeah. And I would pop it in my oven here, and turn on my television.
Elizabeth: Oh, yeah. I left it blank because I don't know what you like to watch. Well, here is to your new abode, your domicile, your--
Lucky: My dump.
(They click sodas and Lucky's paintbrush that he's holding paints Elizabeth's arm)
Lucky: Ooh. Sorry.
(She looks at him and then splatters paint from her brush on him. Then they go into a paint war)