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THE PAPER CHASE (1973) - FULL TRANSCRIPT

El estudiante serio y trabajador James T. Hart enfrenta los rigores de su primer año en la Facultad de Derecho de Harvard. La presión para tener éxito es tremenda y algunos de los estudiantes forman grupos de estudio al mismo tiempo que pasan muchas horas estudiando. El mayor desafío de Hart es el derecho contractual y su profesor, Charles W. Kingsfield Jr. Utilizando el método socrático, Kingsfield desafía a sus estudiantes con preguntas que exigen precisión y creatividad en sus respuestas y, a menudo, humilla a quienes no pueden responder. A medida que avanza el año escolar, Hart enfrenta muchos desafíos, pero se hace amiga de Susan Fields, sin saber que tiene una conexión que afecta su relación. Finalmente, Hart se acomoda a lo que sea que se le presente, aceptando un nuevo conjunto de prioridades en su vida.

Serious, hard-working student James T. Hart faces the rigors of his first year at Harvard Law School. The pressure to succeed is tremendous and some of the students form study groups while also spending a great many hours studying. Hart's greatest challenge is contract law and his professor, Charles W. Kingsfield Jr. Using the Socratic method, Kingsfield challenges his students with questions demanding accuracy and creativity in their responses and often humiliating those who are unable to respond. As the school year progresses, Hart faces many challenges but befriends Susan Fields - unaware that she has a connection that affects their relationship. Finally, Hart accommodates himself to whatever might come his way, accepting a new set of priorities in his life.

Mr. Hart...

will you recite the facts

of Hawkins vs. McGee?

I do have your name right?

You are Mr. Hart?

Yes, my name is Hart.

You're not speaking

loud enough, Mr. Hart.

Will you speak up?

Yes, my name is Hart.

Mr. Hart, you're still

not speaking loud enough.

Will you stand?

Now that you're

on your feet, Mr. Hart...

maybe the class will be

able to understand you.

You are on your feet?

Yes, I'm on my feet.

Loudly, Mr. Hart.

Fill this room with

your intelligence.

Now, will you give us

the facts of the case?

I haven't read the case.

Class assignments

for the first day...

are posted on

the bulletin boards...

in Langdell

and Austin Halls.

You must have

known that.

No.

You assumed this first class

would be a lecture...

an introduction

to the course.

Yes, sir.

Never assume anything

in my classroom.

Mr. Hart, I will myself give

you the facts of the case.

Hawkins vs. McGee

is a case in contract law...

the subject of our study.

The boy burned his hand by

touching an electric wire.

A doctor who was anxious to

experiment in skin grafting...

asked to operate on the hand...

guaranteeing that

he would restore it 100%.

He took a piece of skin

from the boy's chest...

and grafted it onto

the unfortunate boy's hand.

The operation failed

to produce a healthy hand.

Instead it produced

a hairy hand.

A hand not only burned...

but covered with

dense, matted hair.

Mr. Hart...

what damages do you think

the doctor should pay?

What did the doctor promise?

There was a promise

to fix the hand...

back to the way it was

before it was burned.

And the result

of the operation?

The hand was much worse than

before he went to the doctor.

How should the court

measure the damages?

What should the doctor

pay the boy?

The doctor should...

The doctor should pay

for what he did...

and he should pay

for the difference...

between what the boy had...

a burned hand...

and what the doctor

gave him, a...

a burned and hairy hand?

Mr. Pruit.

That's just

the screamer, men.

Screams every Friday and Sunday

night at exactly 12:00.

It's all right.

Nobody's ever seen him.

Not that I know of.

It's my third year now, and he's

been screaming since I came.

Right at the stroke of 12:00.

Story is it was Kingsfield.

Kingsfield drove him mad.

He's driven a lot of lawyers

mad over the 40 years...

since he's

been teaching here.

I just heard he ripped up

a one-L this morning...

so bad that the guy

lost his breakfast.

That's true.

That was me.

Hardly

a propitious start.

Well, let's see,

I guess I covered...

everything I'm supposed

to tell you about the dorm.

There's no cooking.

No hot plates.

There's intramural

football and basketball...

if you have the time.

Where's the pool?

It's across the square

behind Holyoke Center.

You a swimmer?

No. Just relaxes me.

There's one more thing.

All that stuff

about grades is true.

You gotta work

like hell. No kidding.

Nobody jokes

about grades.

Try getting a job

without them.

It's stacked against you if

you don't have the grades.

Don't think you're made

'cause you go to Harvard.

Maybe I better

start studying then.

That's it. Study.

If there's any law around

the dorm, that's it.

That's the main rule.

Remember, I'm here to answer

your questions, so just ask.

And I'm the only third-year

student you can trust...

so talk to me.

Okay. Thanks a lot.

Right. So long.

My name's Ford.

I'm across the hall.

I knocked, but

you didn't hear me.

Hi. My name's Hart.

I came to ask you

to join my study group.

What's a study group?

It's a device. A tool.

Groups of

first-year students...

get together

a couple times a week.

Review the class work,

the casebooks.

They make outlines

and then share them.

It helps at exam time.

You interested?

Yeah. I'm interested.

You plan

to study all night?

No, I'm finished.

Five hours is plenty.

You want to get drunk?

Of course you have

to have the grades.

I mean, hell,

you can't wear "Harvard"

on a sign around your neck.

You gotta have the grades

and you have to look good.

Where you from, Hart?

Minnesota.

You went to

the university there?

Yeah. Where'd

you go to school?

Harvard.

In the grand tradition

of the Fords.

I'm something like fifth

generation Harvard.

Harvard Law School.

And depending on

if I get the grades...

and then make

the Law Review...

I'm on my way

to Wall Street.

You'll make

the Law Review.

Well, why not?

After all, I am a genius.

I've got an IQ of 190.

When I was a freshman

at college, I had 3 roommates.

One was a genius,

and one was crazy...

and one was inconsequential.

Kept to himself.

It was the genius who

told me about Kingsfield.

First guy to tell me

all about Kingsfield.

He read an article about him

in Life or Time.

Something about

a book he wrote.

It was called

Contracts in Our Daily Lives.

Yeah.

To make a long story short...

genius took the law school

admission's test...

but didn't score high enough

to get into Harvard.

Genius.

The study of law...

is something new and unfamiliar

to most of you.

Unlike any schooling

you've ever been through before.

We use

the Socratic Method here.

I call on you,

ask you a question...

and you answer it.

Why don't I just

give you a lecture?

Because through my questions,

you learn to teach yourselves.

Through this method of

questioning, answering...

questioning, answering...

we seek to develop in you

the ability to analyze...

that vast complex of facts

that constitute...

the relationships of members

within a given society.

Questioning and answering.

At times you may feel that you

have found the correct answer.

I assure you that this is

a total delusion on your part.

You will never find the correct,

absolute, and final answer.

In my classroom, there is

always another question...

another question

to follow your answer.

Yes, you're on a treadmill.

My little questions

spin the tumblers of your mind.

You're on an operating table.

My little questions are

the fingers probing your brain.

We do brain surgery here.

You teach yourselves

the law...

but I train your mind.

You come in here

with a skull full of mush...

and you leave

thinking like a lawyer.

Ford's study group?

Yeah. Yeah.

James Hart.

Hi. Kevin Brooks.

This is Hart,

Kevin, and O'Connor.

This is

Anderson and Bell.

We were just talking about

the most sensible thing...

to do at the beginning

is divide up the courses.

Each person be responsible

for his particular course.

Each person do an outline.

Then at the end

of the year...

we have them

Xeroxed and exchange them.

Now, I propose that

nobody buys any outlines...

because they won't reflect

the work we've done together.

I'm gonna take property.

There's no guarantee

we'll all be here in the spring.

Some of us might have

nervous breakdowns.

I think we should do research

on nervous breakdowns.

I want property.

I've already

started property.

Hart, don't you think this

is the most logical thing...

to divide up the courses?

Yeah.

Let's divide

the courses up.

We've divided them.

I'm taking property.

I think we should talk about

who gets which course.

Maybe we should draw lots.

Like I said, I've already

started property.

Forget it, shorty.

Listen...

Bell, try to think of this

in terms of maximum utility

Try to attain the highest

average possible.

Treat all your courses

as of equal importance.

They're not equal.

My father is in property.

I know that stuff.

That's different.

Go ahead and take property.

If you like and you know it,

you'll do a better job.

I can outline

something else.

Anderson, which course

would you like?

Doesn't matter to me.

I've made my study schedule

out to the end of the year...

dividing my time equally

among all the courses.

I'll outline anything.

Kevin?

I don't know which

course I'll be best at.

I don't think you should

outline your best course.

Perhaps your overall average

would improve with your worst.

I don't know which course

will be my worst.

I don't care as long

as it's not contracts.

I hate that son of a bitch

Kingsfield.

Hart, which one

do you want?

Contracts.

You sure?

Yeah.

Okay, I'll take criminal law.

You guys who haven't decided...

can divide up the other

courses any way you like.

Civil procedure.

I'm going up to Mass Avenue

to get something to eat.

You want to go?

No, thanks.

What is this, some sort

of endurance contest?

No. This is a really

fascinating case...

about this guy who went

around killing everybody...

walking in his sleep.

Well, you want me

to bring you back a pizza?

Oh, no. No, thanks.

Yeah. All right.

Yeah. Good-bye. Yeah.

Hello. Do you mind?

There's someone following me.

Just to the corner's

all right.

I'll walk you home.

All right.

I knew law school was hard...

but I didn't think it was going

to be as hard as it really is.

You're up against

some incredible minds here.

I think this guy's gonna

be a supreme court justice...

this guy's gonna run

Wall Street...

this guy might be

president of the United States.

What it is, though,

is this incredible sense of power.

This is where I live.

- Know what I mean?

- Yes.

Have you ever walked through

the law school campus?

- Yes.

- Then you know what I mean.

When I walk down

those streets...

I get the feeling

that behind those doors...

minds are being formed

to run the world.

Good night.

Thank you.

Pleasure's been mine.

Good night.

Ford?

Ford?

Hey, Ford, wake up.

What the hell

are you doing?

Where the hell are we?

Langdell.

I know that, but where?

In the heart of the beast.

Ah, this goddamn

building gets to me.

Comforts me...

restores my soul.

Yea, though I walk

through the valley...

of the shadow of ignorance...

I shall fear no evil...

for the law is with me.

Okay, get the book you want

and let's get out of here.

Wait a minute.

There's somebody else

in here.

Hey...

that's Kingsfield.

Come on.

We're gonna have to get up

so early to keep up with him.

What are the elements

that can lead to a party...

being excused from performing

his part of a contract...

and yet not paying damages?

Mr. O'Connor?

Both parties

predicate their contract...

on an assumption

about a state of facts...

and the assumption

is untrue.

Elaborate?

Mr. Anderson?

Both parties must share

the assumption.

The assumption must be material,

i.e., that the true state of

facts is that it is impossible...

to complete the contract

in any reasonable manner.

Both parties must be dealing

with each other in a fair manner...

and neither party may obtain

an unfair advantage...

because the contract

is dissolved.

Example?

Well,

suppose I were to agree...

to rent an apartment

from you...

an old apartment which you

hadn't visited in a while...

and the time came

for me to move in...

and we discovered the apartment

house had burned down.

That actually happened to me.

Personal comment

is not necessary.

Hello.

Hello.

I was walking by

and I saw your light.

How nice. Come in.

It's very interesting

to me how quickly...

the classes have divided up

into three factions.

One faction being the students

who sit in the back.

Given up sitting

in their assigned seats...

preparing the cases.

What is it, only October?

They've already

given up trying.

Cowards.

The second group are the ones

who won't raise their hands...

or volunteer an answer,

but will try when called upon.

That's where I am,

right now...

living in a state

of constant fear.

And then there's

the third echelon.

The upper echelon.

The volunteers.

They raise

their hands in class.

They thrust themselves

into the fray.

I don't think they're smarter

than anyone else...

but they have courage.

And they'll achieve

the final recognition.

The teachers will get

to know their names...

and they'll get better...

better grades.

Past couple weeks, I've been

preparing for the upper echelon...

and this weekend if

I get all my work done...

I'm going to enter it

Monday morning.

In Kingsfield's

contract law class.

The facts of

Carbolic Smoke Ball.

Miss Farranti?

This is a case

where the defendants...

entered an advertisement

in the Pall Mall Gazette...

November 1891...

stating that a ?100 reward

would be paid...

by The Carbolic

Smoke Ball Company...

to any person who contracted

influenza or a cold...

or any disease

caused by taking cold...

after using the ball

3 times daily for 2 weeks...

according to the directions.

Now, on the strength

of this advertisement...

a Mrs. Carlill

bought a smoke ball...

used it according

to the directions...

until she developed

influenza.

What were the reasons

for the court's finding...

in favor of Mrs. Carlill?

She had fulfilled

the conditions of the offer.

The bargain was complete.

Was there a bargain?

Was there communication

between the parties?

Was she not obligated

to notify the company...

that she had accepted

their offer?

Mr. Hart.

It's obvious that notice

is not important here.

The offer requires no notice

or personal communication.

What is important

is consideration.

Question... Did Mrs. Carlill

give anything to the company?

The company argues that

Mrs. Carlill, in using the ball...

did absolutely nothing

for them.

All they were interested in

was the sale itself.

The answer to that

is obvious.

Of course, they benefit

from the sale itself...

but beyond this...

consideration does not

necessarily in all cases...

have to pass

to the other party.

Mrs. Carlill suffered

the inconvenience...

of having to use the ball.

She gave something up...

even if it didn't

pass to the other party.

So, you can only have

a binding contract...

when each party gives

something to the other...

or suffers an inconvenience

by or from the other party.

- Damn good.

- A good answer.

Not a complete analysis,

not a hard question...

but the point is

I did it.

I did it

in Kingsfield's class.

This is a goddamn dance!

I'm telling you, the worst

thing a law student can do...

is get involved with a girl.

Affairs by their very nature

are time-consuming.

On the contrary, it's

the best thing you can do.

Nothing makes you

hornier than studying.

My father warned

me about that.

Your father's

full of shit.

He said the celibate mind

is sharper...

retains more

information.

The third year you can

get laid all you want to.

The only sensible thing

to do in a mess like this...

is find a woman that doesn't

make demands and hang on.

Hang on like hell.

Grab onto her boobs

and don't let go.

Oh, no.

What?

I thought you set

the alarm at 12:00.

I gotta study.

Oh, crap, I got

Kingsfield at 9:00.

The auctioneer

is the agent of the vendor...

and the assent of

both parties is necessary...

to make

the contract binding.

An auction,

is not unaptly called then...

locus poenitentiae,

which means?

Mr. Hart?

Mr. Hart?

Mr. Bell?

Locus poenitentiae

means place of repentance...

or for changing one's mind.

You asleep?

No.

Where you been?

Walking on the point.

I was watching

the rowers.

I've been thinking.

About what?

The trouble with

entering the upper echelon...

is you have to work harder

to stay in it.

And you haven't been

working hard enough?

I haven't been

working hard enough...

since I've been

seeing so much of you.

I'm not getting

enough sleep.

I shouldn't have drunk

so much wine.

Seems so much energy

gets wasted.

Kingsfield caught me

Friday unprepared.

Not following

the discussion.

I swore he'd never catch me

unprepared again.

And it's all my fault?

Is that what you're saying?

Well... you don't give me

very much sustenance, Susan.

Much what?

Sustenance.

Alimentum victus.

Way of life. Livelihood.

Nourishment. Support.

Susan?

Susan?

Susan?

Susan!

You bitch!

Susan!

Susan!

Hi.

I'll meet you out front.

Where have you been?

I've been sleeping

in the park.

You ought to try it sometime.

It's wildly therapeutic.

Hey! You missed the meeting

of the study group.

I'm sorry.

It won't happen again.

Anderson's right.

You cannot balance...

girls and law school

at the same time.

Kingsfield's having

a party in 2 weeks.

Day after Thanksgiving.

- What?

- He gives one every year

according to Toombs.

- We all got invitations.

I put yours on the typewriter.

- Fantastic.

I get enough of

the old bastard in class.

I don't have

a decent tie to wear.

Good night, Hart.

Yeah. Good night.

"Charles W. Kingsfield, Jr.

"Pleasure... cocktails...

"Friday, November 24.

R.S.V.P."

Greetings.

- How are you?

- Good.

Hi.

How are you?

Asheley, sweetheart...

I want you

to meet my friend.

Hart, I want you to meet

my wife Asheley.

This is Hart. We're in

the same study group.

Oh, hi.

How do you do?

Hello.

Jesus. If this is

supposed to give us...

closer contact

with the faculty...

someone made

a terrible mistake.

This place is fantastic.

It's just like

I thought it would be.

- It gives me the creeps.

- Don't be nervous.

Everyone's running around

getting bombed...

or trying to kiss

Kingsfield's ass.

Excuse me, Asheley.

Just make like you can

vanish or materialize...

anytime you like.

Anytime you like.

Have you said hello

to Kingsfield yet?

It's too crowded.

I thought I'd wait.

Oh, no, that's

his daughter.

Can you believe

Kingsfield has a daughter?

She just got back in town.

She's been in Europe.

He's in the study,

running this party...

just like he runs

his class... fear.

He's in with his pictures

of the Law Review of 1929...

a big leather chair,

and all his casebooks.

He needs a setting.

Wouldn't dream of it.

Besides, I don't think

you'll earn a goddamn penny.

Oh, let's not argue.

Hello, how are you?

Hart, have you gotten into

Warner vs. Davis yet?

Excuse me, Ed.

You going home? You haven't

paid homage to my father.

Why don't I take you

to meet him?

Why didn't you tell me you

were Kingsfield's daughter?

I'm not his daughter very much.

Why didn't you call me?

Wait a minute.

You left me in the park.

Why didn't you call me?

I knew I'd see

you here today.

You lied to me, Susan.

You told me your

last name was Fields.

My last name is Fields.

I'm married.

Oh, man.

We are...

We're separated.

He's still in Europe,

and we're getting a divorce.

So why come back?

Because my mother is in

a mental institution.

That's why I came back.

Sorry.

She's crazy as hell,

but I'm not.

Couldn't prove it by me.

I have spent

my required hour.

Would you like

to take a walk?

No. You look too different

dressed like that.

I've got to think.

Please, excuse me.

I'll be home at 9:00.

Did you have a nice walk?

What?

I can see

the resemblance.

I was just looking at some

photographs of my father...

and I don't see

the resemblance at all.

I look much more

like my mother.

It all makes

so much sense.

The way you looked at me

when I talked about him...

telling you things

that happened in class.

Didn't you ever want

to burst out laughing?

No. It's very serious.

I've been here before.

What do you mean?

My husband Philip

was a law student too.

It's some curse of my father's

that follows me around.

And that's why I didn't

invite you in the first night.

But when you came back,

there wasn't much I could do.

Where is Philip?

Is that his name?

Yes.

Where is he now?

We were married for 2 years...

and I saw where

my life was going...

and I didn't and I don't

want that kind of life.

You haven't answered

my question.

Where is Philip now?

Wandering around Europe

with a knapsack.

He dropped out of law school.

Why?

I refuse to answer

on the grounds...

that it may incriminate me.

I don't like the way

you're looking at me.

It was much nicer before

not having any background.

I wouldn't say that.

Our relationship

has changed.

It certainly has.

I'm going to ask you

a question.

You came back here because

I'm Kingsfield's daughter.

That's not a question.

That's an answer.

Now...

suppose I write you

a contract.

It says...

"I agree for $100

to paint your apartment

with white paint."

Is there any difference

between this...

and a contract which says...

"You agree to paint

my apartment with white paint...

provided I pay you $100."

Mr. Brooks.

You won't find it in

the casebook, Mr. Brooks.

It's just a hypothetical.

I am waiting, Mr. Brooks.

I'm not sure I understood it all.

Could you tell me it again?

In one case,

there are two mutual promises.

In the other, there is

a condition on a promise.

Mr. Brooks, do you know

the difference between...

a condition on a promise

and a promise?

Mr. Brooks, did you

read this material?

Yes, I did read the material.

I memorized the facts.

- I have a photographic memory.

- A what?

A photographic memory.

Would you repeat that?

A photographic memory.

A photographic memory...

is of absolutely no use

to you, Mr. Brooks...

without the ability

to analyze...

that vast mass of facts

between your ears.

Did you hear me, Brooks?

Yes, sir.

Could you give me

the hypothetical again?

I didn't understand it.

Mr. Ford...

do you know

the difference between...

a condition on a promise

and a promise?

It's a very

difficult concept.

A very difficult point

in the law.

You just shouldn't have

raised your hand in class.

I thought he was going

to ask me the facts.

I couldn't hold the

hypothetical in my mind.

It's like my mind

was outside his...

watching myself unable

to bring it together.

People laughed,

didn't they?

I didn't hear anybody

laughing at you.

I heard people laughing.

Hey, relax.

We'll have a swim.

Feel better.

Justice Douglas...

Franklin Roosevelt...

Ernest Hemingway...

Franklin Delano Roosevelt.

Adlai Stevenson.

Helen Keller.

Interested in his study?

I played in this study

when I was a little girl.

I used to run

the dictaphone.

Adequacy. As long as one gets...

what he has

bargained for...

and it is

of some value...

No, turn it off.

I feel

like an intruder.

Not in his bed,

but in his study.

What?

It's funny.

This is his

special room.

Do you think he

would mind me drinking...

in his special room?

I don't know.

You can call him

in New York and ask.

I think you're behaving...

just the way

he'd want you to behave.

Picking up his little

silver mementos...

looking at his

Law Review picture.

I think he'd like it...

just to have you

fondle his things.

Have you ever

told him about me?

About you and me?

No.

Well...

when I'm in his class...

I feel like he knows me.

As though when

he calls upon me...

he's got it all

planned out.

Like he...

Like he's watching

my progress.

You know?

Like he cares

about how I do.

Oh, my God. He's back.

Listen, get out

through the kitchen.

Just go out

the kitchen.

My clothes are upstairs.

I'll get 'em.

You just go.

I'll take care of this.

Just go on.

- So what did he say?

- Well, he just said he hoped

it wasn't a law student.

Now, will you state

the facts...

of the case of

Vigers vs. Cook?

Mr. Pruit.

Cook's son died.

Vigers was the undertaker...

Or was Cook

the undertaker?

Mr. Sanders.

You just want the facts?

Mr. Fisher.

This undertaker agreed...

to provide the usual

funeral services.

Mr. Knight.

Vigers gave Cook

an estimate...

that the whole thing

would cost about ?49.

Thank you,

thank you.

Now, the rest

of the facts, Mr...

The body was placed

in a coffin...

Ford.

The body was placed

in a lead coffin.

The coffin was soldered

without a vent hole.

The coffin then burst...

owing to decomposition

of the body...

and it was impossible

to hold the services...

in the church.

I never said anything.

I just went upstairs,

I got your things...

I put on my coat,

and I came right down.

Then why did he look at me

that way in class?

He questioned

the student on my left...

on my right,

in front of me...

behind me, and then,

glaring at me...

asked somebody else

the question.

I don't know,

but believe me...

you're just a name

on a piece of paper...

a picture on a seating chart,

and that's all.

You're only one

out of thousands...

over the past 40 years.

I don't

believe that.

He knows

who I am.

Susan!

What?

We can't

go on like this.

Like what?

Look, I've gotta

get organized.

What is it?

The middle of February...

and I've got 4 months

till exams.

I never know when or if

I'm gonna see you.

What kind of organization

did you have in mind?

When's your divorce final?

When's your divorce final?

Oh, no more contracts,

Mr. Hart.

Thank you, no.

Are you really serious?

Well, if not

the honorable thing...

why not the dishonorable?

I'd prefer to live alone.

I don't know

what you want.

I don't know

what to do with you.

Well, I don't want to live

in the married students' dorm...

and have neat friends down the hall

and walk babies with them.

I've been organized

like that before.

You law students,

you're all the same.

You can't let things alone.

You have to organize.

The endless defining

of irrational human behavior...

into tight

little patterns.

People are not rational.

People are irrational.

What do you want?

Do you want me

to be irrational?

All right.

I shall be irrational.

I'm gonna walk

on the water!

Is that irrational enough

for you?

No? Okay.

I shall walk on my hands

on the water.

Now that's

more like it.

Oh, my God!

Give me the coat.

The coat.

Keep off the ice!

Here.

Oh, God!

Oh, crap.

It's only 3 feet deep.

God.

Get out, Hart.

I gotta go back

and get warm.

I know there's a lot

of things to say...

but it really isn't

worth saying...

so please just get out.

Think about me...

and think about yourself.

Don't call me.

I know you're gonna want to...

but just don't, okay?

I Xeroxed an article

I found in the library...

called

Blessings of Consideration.

Kingsfield wrote it

30 years ago.

Well worth the time.

What are we

gonna do...

about practice

exams?

Nothing.

Practice exams don't count.

They don't mean a thing.

Look, Kevin, just keep aiming

towards the end of the year.

You'll just have to relearn

it all then anyway.

I thought it would

give us a chance...

to see how we stand.

Whether one of us

needs special help.

You need

special help...

and you, too,

O'Connor.

You both need

a shrink.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean

to touch your outline.

I agree with Ford. I've given

this problem considerable thought...

and in terms of maximum

grade point...

the most sensible thing

is not to study.

See how much you retain...

as a result of normal

study procedure.

And then you'll be able

to measure accurately...

how much extra work

you'll need...

when it comes to take

the real test in the spring.

I thought we might all study together

for the practice exam.

It would give us

a chance to see how well...

we'll work together

at the end of the year.

But we don't have time

to get up for this test.

We just take it.

It doesn't count.

But what I really

would like to do...

is just talk about how

to take the exam.

That's not so bad an idea.

I'd like a session

on examsmanship.

Maybe you need somebody

to hold your hand.

Okay, this article has a very

interesting relationship...

to the statute of frauds...

which I thought we should

get into today.

I'm not ready yet.

Okay, the statute of frauds

was passed in 1677.

It was called An Act

for the Prevention...

of Frauds or Perjuries.

I said

I'm not ready yet.

We can't wait for you.

Who the hell

do you think you are?

King bow tie shit?

You don't run things around here.

You don't run me.

The statute of frauds is,

in some form or another...

the law in almost every

state in the union.

You're giving everyone

a pain in the ass.

If you don't

like things, leave.

We can get along very well

without your outline.

I don't know how well

you're gonna do without ours.

Shut up.

Just shut up.

Okay. Certain kinds

of contracts...

have got to be put

into writing.

Marriage contracts,

buying and selling of land...

any contract that is not

to take place within a year.

Does this cover

international law?

With holdings in

the United States. Yeah.

I failed, Hart.

I flunked every damn exam.

I don't know

what happened.

I can't tell Asheley.

Her father's got a summer job

waiting for me...

if I get the grades.

Well...

it's just

a practice exam.

You know, practice.

Doesn't really count.

Yeah.

They gave me the name

of this tutor...

so I called him up.

He told me to come over

on Saturday.

I don't suppose

you'd have time...

to come over with me,

would you?

Sure.

Just come by the dorm.

Pick me up.

Thanks.

Oh, hey, Hart.

Don't tell anybody.

Don't tell Ford.

Yeah?

I'm looking

for a William Moss.

You've come to the right

place, all right.

Moss, you've got company!

He's in the kitchen.

Moss!

What time is it?

It's ten after 10:00.

I didn't see you

at the mixer last night.

Yeah?

Sorry about that.

Couple of guys

at the door.

Yeah, back to that interview

I was telling you about.

Yeah, it's a New York firm.

See, New York people...

hate to hire people

from New York.

I'm from New York.

They want people

from the South.

Yeah, they don't have

to teach 'em manners.

Which one of you

is Brooks?

I am.

What are you

doing here?

I asked him to come.

He's in my study group.

Want me to leave?

No, no. You can stay

as far as I'm concerned.

So, you flunked every one

of your practice exams, huh?

Every one?

Uh, yeah,

every one.

That's quite

an achievement.

Oh, my God, man.

Don't look like that.

You'll be saved.

Every guy in this house...

almost flunked out

the first year.

It's not too hard

to see why.

They had broads

on the brain.

It's the worst thing

that can happen...

to a first-year

law student.

I don't suppose

that's your problem.

No, no, I'm married.

Well, the vote's

split on that.

But I've saved

all kinds.

I moved in here and saved

all these dum-dums.

They'll all graduate.

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