During the Christmas holidays, a homeless dude returns pages of a lost thesis to a Harvard student in exchange for food and housing.

I never believed for a second that this shallow college boy would care a cockroach's butt for this pathetic derelict, but 'Harvard' gets what he deserves when the stinky bum assaults him with a lead pipe, throws part of the kid's thesis into a furnace, helps himself to other people's closets for clothes, puts his dirty socks in the oven, disrupts a class in session, murders another student's pet, and asks to be driven across the state-line to visit his son who wants nothing to do with him, causing the student to miss the deadline for turning in his thesis.

I'm supposed to feel 'sorry' for this scumbag? I was hoping he'd get hit by a train. No such luck, but at least he dies in the end. He dozes off and quietly passes (awww... *sniffle*... pffft!) while the four Harvard roommates sit around wiping away their tears because they don't have anything better to do. I would have sneaked into the bum's room while he was asleep, opened his bottle of liquor, poured the alcohol all over him, and set him on fire.

OK, I grajudated... gimmee my digree!