Derek DuChesne

Rachel: So, did anybody see that Robert Waters is here?

Tim: Who's that?

Les Price: Come on, Tim. Robert Waters.

[Rachel scoffs]

Les Price: Star of The Flight Patrol. It's a television show.

[Rachel chuckles]

Les Price: On television.

Tim: I don't know. I guess I just must not watch enough TV.

Les Price: [scoffs] Yeah, right.

Rachel: Wait. You don't know who Robert Waters is?

Tim: No, I... I don't. You do, I guess?

Rachel: Well, I met him at Reagan's inauguration. God, I thought everybody knew who Robert Waters is.

Tim: I... I don't. Why do you guys care?

Rachel: Well, it's a little weird.

Tim: Why?

Les Price: He's here with three guys. The very macho star of Flight Patrol is here with three dudes.

Tim: So?

Les Price: So one of them tried to pick up Tim today.

Tim: Me? When?

Rachel: At the beach. Today at the bar.

Tim: That guy?

Les Price: Yeah. That guy.

Tim: Look, he... he was nice. He was a nice guy.

Les Price: [sarcastic] Yeah, I'm sure he was really nice.

Rachel: Real nice.

[mocking laugh at Tim, who, to hide his discomfort, lights up a cigarette]

Rachel: You smoke?

Les Price: I told you, Tim.

Tim: What?

Rachel: It's bad for you.

Les Price: He knows. I told him last night.

Tim: [taking a delight in smoking, blowing clouds of smoke] Am I blowing this in your face? I mean, really, is this... is this actually bothering you? I mean, we're... we're outside.

Rachel: Look, you just shouldn't smoke, Tim.

Tim: Okay, I'm gonna finish this cigarette somewhere else, since you two don't like it.

[Rachel scoffs]

Tim: The odds looking pretty good tonight, huh, Dad?

[goes off, leaving the pretty girl to Dad]

Rachel: [sighs] Tim, stop.

Les Price: Let him go.

Rachel: [clears throat] Well, thank you for dinner, Les.

[prepares to leave]

Les Price: Hey, hey, we're not done here.

Rachel: No, look, just tell Tim that I'm sorry.

Les Price: Let's have another drink, come on.

Rachel: You know, I'll see you guys tomorrow.

Les Price: Don't let him spoil the party, come on.