Oliver, son of a millionaire and Harvard-student meets Jenny, rather
not-that-rich and Radcliffe-student, at the library counter of Radcliffe
University. The love story takes its course when Oliver asks Jenny for
a book:
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Jenny:
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Don't you have
your own library?
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Oliver:
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Would you answer
my question please?
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Jenny:
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Would you answer mine first?
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Oliver:
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Look, we are allowed to use Radcliffe's library.
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Jenny:
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I am not talking legality, I am talking ethics.
I mean Harvard's got 5 millions books, Radcliffe's got a few
lousy thousands
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Oliver:
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All I want is one. I have an hour exam to write, damned!
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| Jenny: |
Watch your profanity, preppy! |
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Oliver:
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What's makes you so sure I went to prep school?
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Jenny:
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You look stupid and rich.
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Oliver:
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Actually I'm smart and poor!
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Jenny:
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No, I am smart and poor!
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Oliver:
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What makes you so smart?
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Jenny:
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I wouldn't go for a coffee with you.
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Oliver:
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I wouldn't ask you.
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Jenny:
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That's what makes
you stupid.
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However, they do go for a coffee later. And it
goes on à la
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Oliver:
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You look lovely,
Jenny!
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Jenny:
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Bullshit!
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Oliver:
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Ok. Ok, you look terrible!
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Jenny:
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No, I don't look terrible. I never looked terrible.
I look ok for a thursday evening, ok?
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Oliver:
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There's no poetry in 'ok'.
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Jenny:
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Screw poetry, Oliver! Just tell me what you see!
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Oliver:
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I see you.
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Jenny:
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That's poetry!
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In spite of the class differences -
Jenny: "You're a preppy millionaire and I'm a social zero!"
- Oliver wants
to marry her. Which they do, though without Oliver's parents. He's through
with his father.
Jenny can't take this any longer and once they
fight about it.
Jenny runs away. Oliver is looking for her and finds her. When he sees
her crying he simply says
"I'm sorry" and she answers the famous sentence:
"No! Don't! Love means never
having to say you're sorry!".
That moves you so much that you completely overlook
that this sentence is actually "bullshit".
Later Jenny becomes ill and is dying. On her deathbed:
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Jenny:
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It doesn't hurt, Olli, really it doesn't! ... It's
like falling off a cliff in slow motion, you know?
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Oliver:
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Yes
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Jenny:
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Only after a while you wish you'd hit the ground already,
you know?
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Oliver:
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Yes.
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Jenny:
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Bullshit! You never fell off a cliff in your whole
life!
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Oliver:
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Yes I did! When I met you!
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Love Story was the second movie I ever watched
in the cinema. That was in 1980.
Back then I could have fallen in love with Ali MacGraw.
When she starred in the movie she was 32. When I watched it I was 17.
I wouldn’t have cared about the age difference.
Today I’m 39 and she... 64. Strange.
Love Story
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