Most scenes together: Doug Holt & Pamela Abbott (5), Doug Holt & Lloyd Abbott (2)
Coed You know, I'm engaged.
So am I.
Coed You are?
Sure, I'm engaged in conversation with you
I was in awe of his success with women. Just the thought of Eleanor Abbott conjured up images of absolute debauchery in my mind. After a while, I didn't see Jacey lying beneath her on the old sofa in the garage, I saw me.
Backyard nudity is hypocritical. It's insincere. People should do and say exactly what they feel and think and not try to hide things.
Either your mad at me because you're mad at me or you're mad at me because you like me, because that's how girls act. I mean... I don't know much but I know that. So, uh, which is it?
Both.
Hey Jacey... Remember the time I got my dick caught in my zipper? Remember in school, in the first grade?
I just do things. I let other people figure them out. That's what parents are for; they're really good at doing all the thinking, so why should I? I think this is what they called the silent treatment. I get enough of it from my father, I don't need it from you. So good luck at Penn.
There's different kinds of love, darling. Some people you love no matter what, and others you love if the situation was right. To me, the best kind of love is the "no matter what" kind.
Jacey needs to be disciplined.
I don't think that's neccesary.
Well if I were you, I'd talk to him, and--.
No, Joan, I'm not going to do that. If you've got something to say to my son, you're going to have to say it to him yourself.
I just thought you would like to know what your son has done.
And why on Earth should I believe anything you say, Joan.
I have plans for my daughters, Mr. Holt, they don't include you. I know you: I know you better than you know me. I know all there is to know about screwing your way into a wealthy family and there's no way I'm gonna let you screw your way into mine.
I'm sorry about your mother.
You didn't know your mother at all if you think someone like me would ever stood a chance with someone like her.
That bet was your father's idea. And I never meant your mother any harm. I would have done anything for her, anything. I loved her. So, what do you want?
I want to find Pam. I want you to tell me where she is.
Although I share Jacey's Abbott interest in the opposite sex, I obviously lacked his consummate skills. When Jacey came home that summer, he picked up right where he left off with Eleanor, and she was more than eager to pick up right where she left off with him.
Although she seemed unique to me then, I now know that the world is filled with working women raising children by themselves. There was nothing especially original about my mother... not even in the way she brought her sons back together again.
Everything Jacey wanted in life, the Abbotts already had: their cars, money, country clubs. But in the beginning, more than anything else, he wanted Eleanor Abbott. I'd witnessed enough of my brother's social agony to resolve early on. I would never let the Abbotts matter to me.
I had always thought of Eleanor Abbott as just another stuck-up rich girl, a flirt, a tease. But she proved to be a bigger riddle than I ever was. Jacey and I never talked about that thing with Eleanor in the garage, but Jacey never bragged about his conquests. When he went off to college that fall, I didn't feel particularly sad, I felt free.
