Marathon Man1976

Babe:
Look, I'm sorry I stole your book.

Elsa:
What?

Babe:
I took your book and put it underneath mine. I, I didn't know how to talk to you, I was embarrassed, so I took your book.

Elsa:
Aren't you embarrassed now?

Babe:
Yeah. I'm, I'm humiliated.

Elsa:
So, why do you pursue people who sit at your library table?

Babe:
I don't. It's just that... you're pretty.

Elsa:
Ohh!

[She smiles and turns to walk away from him]

Babe:
Well, I can't talk about how smart you are; I don't even know you. Anyway, I'm done lying with you.

Elsa:
Are you always so incompetent with women?

Babe:
Oh, yes. Today's way above average for me.

Elsa:
Congratulations.

[She is still smiling as she unlocks her door to leave him]

Elsa:
Good night.

Babe:
That's too bad. I could make you so happy. I'm smart as a whip; you won't meet another thief like me in the library again. Come on; why don't you say you'll see me, huh?

Elsa:
All right. I'll see you again. But it won't come to anything.

Babe:
You can't tell.

Elsa:
[wistfully] Yes, I can.

[She shuts her door in his face]