I love the Smiths.
Sorry?
I said I love the Smiths.
You... You have good taste in music.
You... like the Smiths?
To die by your side, such a heavenly way to die.
I love them.
Holy shit.
This is a story of boy meets girl.
The boy, Tom Hansen, grew up believing that he'd never truely be happy
until the day he met 'the one'.
The girl, Summer Finn, did not share this believe.
You should know upfront
this is not a love story.
I think we should stop seeing each other.
Just like that?
Start from the beginning
and tell us what happened.
I tried to talk to her in the coffee room.
She’s totally not having it.
Maybe she was just in a hurry.
And maybe she’s an uppity, better-than-everyone super skank.
In college, they called me perfectly adequate, handsome.
They used to call me anal girl.
I was very neat and organized.
So do you have a boyfriend?
No. Who needs it?
We're young, might as well have fun while we can.
Wait. What happens if you fall in love?
You don’t believe in that. Do you?
What? It’s love, it's not Santa Claus.
I think it's official, I'm in love with Summer.
I love how she makes me feel.
Did you ever even have a boyfriend?
Of course.
What happened, why didn’t they work out?
What always happens? Life.
Get over her.
I don't want to get over her. I want to get her back.
We’ve been like Sid and Nancy for months now.
We have some disagreements but I hardly think I’m Sid Vicious.
No I’m Sid.
Oh, so I’m Nancy…