Big Nate by Lincoln Peirce for August 07, 1992

Transcript:

Ellen: Now listen, Francis, you've got to get over this crush on me! I'm fifteen! you're only eleven! Francis: (sigh...) maybe you're right, Ellen.... maybe my love for you was doomed from the start....could it be that I'm drawn to people who can only bring be pain and grief? Nate: Oh here you are!