All language subtitles for Grease 2.English

A new school year, Blanche. A new era.

If the Russians can put a man in space,

just imagine what our
young American minds can do at Rydell.

(LAUGHS)

Oh, this is going to be
a wonderful year, Blanche.

- Oh, wonderful.
- (TIRES SCREECHING)

- (CRASHING)
- Oh!

- Miss McGee!
- Blanche!

Spendin' my vacation in the summer sun

Gettin' lots of action and lots of fun

Scorin' like a bandit
till the bubble burst

Suddenly it got to be September 1st

Woe is me

All summer long I was happy and free

Save my soul

The board of education
took away my parole

I gotta go back, back
Back to school again

You won't find me
till the clock strikes 3:00

I'm gonna be there till then

I gotta go back, back
Back to school again

Whoa, whoa, I gotta go
Back to school again

She's late again.

Personally, I think that
being late demonstrates

terrible leadership qualities.

Well, I'm not waiting anymore.

- Here she is.
- Well!

We're gonna be late. Let's go.

Geometry and History is just a pain

Biology and Chemistry destroys my brain

Well, don't they know
that I deserve a better fate?

I'm really much too young to matriculate

Well, Mama, please

Your child's come down
with a fatal disease

Mama said, "Come on, you lazy bum
and get your butt out of bed

"You gotta go back, back
Back to school again

"It's bye-bye, fun
Get your homework done

"It better be in by 10:00"

I gotta go back, back
Back to school again

Whoa, whoa, I gotta go

Back to school again

- Senior year, the home stretch.
- (CHUCKLES)

My old man wants me
to go to junior college after grad.

- Yeah? Nerd junior college.
- Hey, what are you gonna do, Johnny?

Sleep.

Nah. I mean, what are you gonna be
when you grow up?

- A burden on society.
- (LAUGHING)

- Hello, Miss Mason.
- Oh, hello, girls.

Ready for a great new year?

- BOTH: Mmm-hmm.
- I love your hair, Miss Mason.

Oh, thanks.

BOTH: All 300 pounds of it.
(SNICKERING)

- Hello, boys.
- BOYS: Good morning, Miss Mason.

I would really love to see all of you
in Music Appreciation this year, okay?

I'd like to see all of you
in Music Appreciation this year.

(CHUCKLES)

You just might.

I think I'm in love.

Oh, my hair.

- Excuse me. Let me through, please.
- What are you doing?

- Hey, hey.
- Watch it!

Nerd.

(LIVELY CHATTER)

- Michael?
- Uh, Frenchy?

- (LAUGHS) Hi.
- Hello. Hi. Thanks for meeting me.

Oh, listen,
when your cousin Sandy told me

you were coming to school in America,

I said, "Sandy, any cousin of yours
is a cousin of mine. "

Yes, she did say you're the one
who'd know the ropes around here.

Oh, ropes are my specialty.

See, I used to go to Rydell

before I
dropped out to go to beauty school,

but then, I flunked tinting
when my hair turned pink.

- Pink?
- Mmm-hmm.

(SINGING)
The Pink Ladies pledge to act cool

To look cool and to be cool

Till death do us part, think Pink!

- Hi, guys.
- Wow!

Your mother.

But now the most important thing
in my life is skin care.

So tinting's out and skin care's in.

Right. That's why I'm back at Rydell.

To get my Chemistry
so I can mix my own cosmetics.

Makes sense.

I got my books together
and I dragged my feet

And then I saw this angel
Boppin' down the street

I said, "Hey, pretty baby,
how's about a date?"

She said, "I'm goin' to school
and I can't be late... "

Hey, basketball.

Hey, you caught it.
How tall are you? Never mind.

We'll put high heels on your sneakers
and we'll make you center.

Hey, yeah? Go catch that. Oh, boy!

Basketball, basketball, basketball.

(BOYS CLAMORING)

Whoa, whoa

I gotta go

Whoa, whoa

I gotta go back to school...

- Thank you. Thank you very much.
- Give it back. Come on, give it back.

- Hey, have a nice trip.
- Ow!

Yeah.

Hold it, Birds.

Comb.

Door.

- Come on, we're late.
- Make way.

Gentlemen, start your engines.

I gotta go back, back
Back to school again

Whoa, whoa

I gotta go

Back to school...

FRENCHY: You're going to love Rydell.

Again!

(BELL RINGING)

From the front, this is a perfect nose.

From the side,
this nose does not belong on this face.

- So dump the face and keep the nose.
- (LAUGHING)

- What's the new look, Sharon?
- Jackie Kennedy.

- It only landed her a president.
- Yeah?

Well, the magazines say that JFK

secretly prefers
the Marilyn Monroe look.

- Hi, Johnny.
- Yeah?

Gee, I really like your hair
in the back. It's really cool.

Thanks.

Ooh, I still see you giving lube jobs
at the old man's service station.

- Stuff it, Goose.
- So, what's the story, Stephanie?

Yeah, what's the story?

Sorry.

You know the story, Johnny. It's over.

JOHNNY: Yeah? Yeah?

Well, that's not good enough.

- Don't make a scene, okay?
- What? There's no scene.

- Hey, Johnny.
- Hey, what's the scene?

- There's no scene, all right?
- Geez, sorry.

- Hi, Louis.
- Hello to you.

What's this?
The Vince Fontaine National Library?

Shh! Quiet, please.

Laugh, you jerks, but just wait till
I turn up on National Bandstand.

Yeah, you may turn up on the Bandstand,

but your beak
will still be turning down.

(LAUGHING)

- You're mean.
- I gotta do it.

The nose goes. Bandstand, here I come.

Rhonda, I wouldn't fool around
with Mother Nature if I were you.

You fooled around with
everyone else, Paulette.

PAULETTE: Shut up.

Meet me at the homeroom.

Fashionista. Pants.

- Hi, Paulette.
- Hi, Willie.

Hey, Frenchy.

Excuse me.

How long have you been in America?

Just about a week.
I'm staying with my aunt and uncle.

Oh. These are the lockers.
Take a locker and lock it.

Yeah. Because these guys
will steal every thing.

Thanks.

What do you think you're doing?

I was just putting a few things
in my locker.

ALL: His locker!

Excuse us.

No one touches these lockers, okay, pal?

What's the matter, you can't read that
that spells T-Bird?

Which spells us.

- And this is a protected landmark.
- A slice ofAmerican history.

(BOYS HUMMING HARMONIOUSLY)

(SNAPS FINGERS)

- Dig?
- I think I understand.

Good. A real Einstein.

By the way,
my name's Michael Carrington.

I'm the Duke of Earl.

Well, this is your new locker,
Shakespeare.

LOUIS: A perfect fit.
JOHNNY: We're being invaded

- by foreigners.
- (BELL RINGS)

- Are you okay?
- Yeah, fine, thanks.

- Don't let these guys bug you.
- I won't, don't worry.

Uh...

- When are you guys going to grow up?
- Look, the nerd invaded our sacred turf.

Hey, come on, I wanna talk to you.
Meet me for a smoke after class.

I quit. It's bad for your health.

Oh, yeah?
Well, standing me up is also bad.

Says who?

Says the Sturgeon General
of the United States, Stephanie.

(STUDENTS CHATTING)

(BOYS HOOTING)

All right, all right,
everyone please take a seat.

I got mine. (CHUCKLES)

You loved it.

Oh, God, watch the nose.

(PLAYING OLD FOLKS AT HOME)

"Good morning, Rydell,

"and welcome one and all
to a new school year.

"I know this is going to be an exciting
and stimulating year for all of us.

"First, I'd like to extend
a welcome back to our own Mr. Spears,

"who made such a miraculous recovery
from the mental exhaustion

"which sent him
to the hospital last spring.

"Welcome back, Mr. Spears.

"We're all rooting for you.

- (SCREAMING)
- (LAUGHTER)

"Now, Rydell is very proud
of her extra-curricular activities,

"so please come out for band try-outs.

"If you play an instrument, it's better
to play with a group than with yourself.

(LAUGHING)

"Auditions for the June Moon Talent Show
will be held next month.

(EXPLOSION)

"Come out one and all.
You could win 100 long-playing records.

"Last but not least, we are fortunate
to have a straight-'A' student

"all the way from England,
by the name of Michael Carrington. "

MISS MASON: Stand up, Michael.

All right, now, let's all say
hello to Michael Carrington.

ALL: Hello, Michael Carrington.

(STUDENTS SNICKER)

Let's have a wonderful year.

Rydell High, beat the Cavaliers!

ALL: Rydell High, beat the Cavaliers!

PAULETTE: So, what's the story
with you and Johnny?

Let's just say
I outgrew him over the summer.

Yeah, well, he hasn't
lost the hots for you.

Johnny just hasn't learned
when you're dead, lie down.

Besides, there's gotta be more to life
than making out.

You know,
I never thought of it that way.

Michael.

- I heard you know how to play the piano.
- Where did you hear that from?

Well, I can a bit.

Ah! Then you must play
for the talent show audition.

I will not take no for an answer.

Michael.

Well?

Okay, I'll do it. Why not?

I think he's kinda cute.

- Virgin alert! Virgin alert!
- GIRL: All male periscopes down.

Ew.

- So, how's your first week been?
- Oh, great. Yours?

Oh, listen, there is such a fascinating
world of chemistry out there.

Yeah, I know.

Hey, how well do you know
that Stephanie Zinone?

FRENCHY: Stephanie Zinone
is one of my very best...

Uh-oh.

Michael, I think there's something
you don't understand.

See, Stephanie Zinone is a Pink Lady.

Which means if you're not a T-Bird,
which you are not,

you can look, but don't touch...

Michael, I wouldn't even look.

Well, then how do you
become one of these T-Birds then?

Eh?

Well...

Like I told you before,
football is like life, you gotta push.

You gotta push your way through life,
you gotta push and elbow. Come on.

Push. I want you to push those men
out of the way.

Elbow 'em, then bite 'em,
then rip 'em, then chew 'em up.

Come on, push, push, push!

Push, push!

Attaboys! Pin 'em up. Chew 'em up.
Come on, come on! Don't you have any...

- Come on. You're a bunch of old turkeys.
- (WHISTLING)

Come on, don't you know you gotta push?

(YELLING)

You said push.

(MOTORBIKES ROARING)

Check this out.

DAVEY: What are they doing here?

(CLAMORING)

(STUDENTS HOLLERING)

- Nogerelli.
- Balmudo.

These cockroaches are gonna
invade our turf one time too many.

We should take care of them tonight.

(LAUGHS)

(VOICE SQUEAKS) Tonight...

Tonight, we bowl.

Hey, you're lucky.
We're bowling tonight.

I like that.

(LAUGHS)

You'd better write your will, boys.

- Hey, baby, check your oil for you?
- Hi, hot stuff.

- Hey, are we bowling tonight?
- That's right.

- And Paulette...
- Yeah, Johnny.

I want you to look special, dig?

No problem.

- (BAND PLAYING)
- (CHUCKLES)

Go, go...

Whoo! (LAUGHS)

- Hey, Johnny.
- Ooh! Yeah, Johnny.

Way to go, Johnny.

Hey, hey, hey, Paulette,
do not mess the hair.

Oh, I'm sorry.

- Hey, Paulette. Whose side are you on?
- Our side.

Then don't fraternize with the enemy.

Mark that a strike.

What are you talking about?
You hit two lousy pins.

That is a technical strike due to
the fact that these chicks were late.

Read your bowling rules!

- That's right. Read 'em and weep.
- Yeah.

That's not fair.

- This bra's killing me.
- You wish.

Paulette, you gotta
put your fingers in the holes.

I'm not breaking my nails.

You got something going with Paulette?

Well, let's say,
I'm giving her therapy for her disease.

What disease?

- Nymphoidmania.
- (LAUGHS)

(ALL CHEERING)

GIRLS: Yeah.

- What's the final score?
- Final score happens later tonight.

Last game coming up,
winner take all. Agreed?

- Just shoot the ball!
- Shoot the ball!

ALL: Shoot the ball!

(SINGING)
Come on, everybody gather round

I'm gonna show you how to knock 'em down

When I'm on the ball I'm the number one

And I'm gonna show you how it's done

Let's bowl, let's bowl
Let's rock 'n' roll

Hey, come on
Let's get the show on the road

Let's bowl, let's bowl
Let's rock 'n' roll

You're sittin' on a bomb
That's about to explode

We're gonna score tonight

- If you're lookin' for a fight
- Then the time is right

- We're gonna wipe the floor
- With you tonight

We're gonna score tonight

We're gonna rock, we're gonna roll
We're gonna bop, we're gonna bowl

We're gonna score, score,
score, score, score, tonight!

Hey, Paulette, take a look over here

I'm your kingpin, honey
And I'm gettin' in gear

Hey, Johnny, Johnny, go for that strike

And I just might be your baby tonight

Let's bowl, let's bowl
Let's rock 'n' roll

Hey, come on
Let's get the show on the road

Let's bowl, let's bowl
Let's rock 'n' roll

'Cause the stakes are high
And the winner takes all

We're gonna score tonight

Don't get sore when you lose tonight

We're gonna show you how to do it right

We're gonna score tonight

We're gonna rock, we're gonna roll
We're gonna bop

We're gonna bowl

We're gonna score, score,
score, score, score, tonight!

- You bowl me over
- Bowl me over

You bowl me over

- You bowl him over
- She's hot tonight

- You bowl me over
- Take a hike

Get a strike

Ten, nine, eight, seven

Six, five, four, three, two, one!

We're gonna score tonight

We're gonna score

Tonight

We're gonna score

Tonight

We're gonna score

Tonight

"Always be courteous
when asking for a game.

"Hi, want a game?
Howdy, fellas, let's bowl some balls.

"Bowling, anyone?"

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Another well-deserved victory,
huh, Johnny?

Yeah, but where's the trophy?

Right here, Johnny.

Ooh, kissies.

- That's for best average.
- Mmm-hmm.

Now what about for best score?

- God.
- Touchy.

What about the trophy
for best score, Stephanie?

I ain't no one's trophy, Goose.

BOTH: Ooh.

She ain't no one's trophy.

So that's the way it's gonna be now,
huh, Miss Independent?

Yeah, independent.
I kiss who I want, when I want.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.

I could kiss the next guy
who walks through that door if I want.

JOHNNY: Yeah?
STEPHANIE: Yeah.

Be my guest.

(LAUGHTER)

Let's eat.

I vote for pizza.

You vote for bed. It's past 10:00.

Why don't you just go home
and leave me alone.

Bed stinks.

- Hi. Is it too late to join the game?
- You want something?

- Food.
- Food.

- Life stinks.
- Are you talking to me?

- Yeah, you'll do.
- Great.

The name's Michael. Michael Carrington.

The name's Dolores. Dolores Rebchuck.

Some jerks call me Woodchuck or Upchuck,
but I prefer Dolores.

- Got it?
- Got it.

They think they're so cool
just 'cause they got wheels.

PAULETTE: Dolores, go home.

Yeah, well, looks like
you and me don't make the grade.

Yeah, with them it's all these

weird codes, and rules,
and pledges about cycles.

You gotta be a biker
or a biker's old lady.

But without a cycle, forget it.

- Pisses me off.
- We're both in the same boat.

I sure can't afford a cycle
without a job.

Yeah, but me, I'm willing to negotiate.

I offered to be a Pink Lady mascot.

It ain't the coolest job,
but it's a start.

Think they'd listen?

Forget it. Pisses me off.

Well, it's pretty late.
I think I'd better walk you home.

Oh, I don't need a babysitter, okay?

Why don't you think of it as a date,
okay?

Well, why didn't you say so
in the first place?

Come on. You know,
when I'm in the 12th grade,

I know I'm gonna be
the head of the Pink Ladies.

My Pink Ladies will rule the school.
They'll be the best.

We'll have the best-looking jackets.

I once tried to put letters
on this jacket, you know.

Didn't work. They fell right off.

It was really embarrassing

'cause it happened
in front of my sister Paulette.

I didn't mean for it to happen,
but it did.

(HORN HONKING)

Whoa!

- Good morning, Mr...
- Stuart.

- God, you could've killed us, Rhonda.
- Good move, Rhonda.

- Can you imagine dying a virgin?
- Oh, God.

- Nosebleed.
- Nurse, room 11.

Oh, good morning, my name is Stuart,
I'm a substitute for Mr...

Good morning, Miss McGee.

Oh, good morning, Miss... (GASPS)

- Um, Miss? Mason.
- Mason.

- This is Mr., uh... Mr. Stuart.
- Mr. Stuart.

- Mr. Stuart.
- Oh, I love your hair, Miss Mason.

Oh. Thank you, Mr. Stuart.

Uh, Miss Mason will help you
while you're learning the ropes.

- And it would be my pleasure, I'm sure.
- Oh.

I'm sure you're sure. (CHUCKLES)

- I'm a substitute for Mr...
- Spears.

- Follow me.
- (CHUCKLES)

That's why we are gonna
win this talent show.

One hundred long-playing albumens.

But we got zero talent.

Oh, jeez, there must be
10 Roy Orbisons there.

The greatest hits of Beethoven?

Uh, good morning. My name is Mr. Stuart
and I'm your substitute teacher.

(LAUGHTER)

GIRL: Let's all have a cigarette.
GIRL 2: Yeah.

Mmm-mmm.

Mr. Nogerelli.
I've been looking for you.

Hello, Miss McGee.
You're looking lovely today.

There has been a rumor, Mr. Nogerelli,

that motorcycles have been
driven across our school lawn.

Now, I know that
couldn't have been you, Mr. Nogerelli.

I'm sure you have more respect
for grass than that. Right?

Mmm-hmm.

Now hear this. No more!
Is that understood?

Mmm-hmm.

Good.

(SNIFFING)

Do you smell something burning?

(MOCKING GIBBERISH) Mr. Nogerelli...

I guess you sure told her, huh, Johnny?
(LAUGHS)

(GULPS)

- Water.
- Sorry, I'm sorry, Johnny. I'm sorry.

I will kill you!

- Okay, Michael, we're ready.
- Good luck, girls.

The first day of try-outs
and we're the first.

Oh, I hope I don't blank out. Now.

(PIANO PLAYING)

(SINGING) His loafers were Weejuns

His chinos were black

With a cute little buckle

That fastened in back

- These are my girls.
- Mmm.

Oh, there's some good breeding up there.

- Mmm-hmm. And that is so important.
- Mmm-hmm.

- Hey, what's happening?
- Hey, Woodchuck.

Dolores, all right? What's happening?

Brad.

Does this song stink, or what?

Don't know what possessed me

But I gave him my address

And my heart shook with fear

As I prayed that I'd hear

From Brad

Hear from Brad

SHARON: There's 100 LPs
at stake here

and I won't let a little hard work
come between me and the prize.

We're calendar girls.

You have to get into your seasons,
become your season.

Rhonda, you're fall.
Give me maturity, give me aging...

- Give me a break.
- Lunchtime.

Then at yesterday's tea dance

My day turned to night

Muffy Rogers was wearing Brad's pin

I could just die

Thank you, but we haven't got all day.

- Oh, but these are my girls.
- I know, dear.

- Next.
- Okay, okay, we're almost ready.

Okay, listen, I want everybody
to sing their ah-ah-ahs.

Ah-ah-ah.

- Would you take your music. Here.
- Let me out of this zoo.

- I'm going for a smoke.
- Do I have to do everything myself?

- Watch out, Chuck.
- Are you ready?

(GIRL GRUNTS)

(PIANO PLAYING)

(SINGING) Ah-ah-ah

- Ah-ah-ah
- Ah-ah-ah

I'll be your girl for all seasons

All the year through, your girl for...

- Hello.
- Hi.

I wanted to ask if you're free
after school today.

Yeah, I'm free every day. (CHUCKLING)

It's in the Constitution.

- Okay, we're ready now.
- "Sharon Cooper and the Seasons. "

If you fall in the fall you'll see

September can be heavenly

Eugene, ready with the leaves
when I yell?

Ready.

When autumn leaves
are falling from the tree

I'm sick of being a tree.

That's enough for today. Thank you.

Oh, no, wait a minute.
We still have three more seasons yet.

I'm sorry, Sharon, I'm gonna
need the stage for my drama class.

SHARON: Oh!

Sharon, what about tonight?

- How about a hamburger later?
- Oh, I'm busy.

- How about tomorrow?
- Busy.

So maybe you can explain
about the bowling alley, eh?

I mean, you just don't kiss a guy and...

Look, it was just a joke. Forget it.

- Let me give you a hand.
- Oh, I can manage.

Look, I said I can manage.

- I think he's in love.
- I think he's kind of cute.

I think you should shut your yaps.

You forgot this one.

- Thanks.
- How about the day after tomorrow?

(SIGHS)

Stephanie?

Look, when are you
gonna get the picture?

(SINGING) Ifyou really wanna know

What I want in a guy

Well, I'm lookin' for a dream
on a mean machine

With hell in his eyes

I want a devil in skin-tight leather

He's gonna be wild as the wind

And one fine night

I'll be holdin' on tight

To a cool rider

A cool rider

If he's cool enough
he can burn me through and through

Whoa, whoa

If it takes forever

Then I'll wait forever

No ordinary boy,
no ordinary boy is gonna do

I want a rider that's cool

That's the way it's gonna be

And that's the way that I feel

I want a whole lot more
than the boy next door

I want hell on wheels

Just give me a black motorcycle

With a man growin' out of the seat

Then move aside

'Cause I'm gonna ride

With a cool rider

A cool rider

If he's cool enough
he can burn me through and through

Whoa, whoa

If it takes forever

Then I'll wait forever

No ordinary boy,
no ordinary boy is gonna do

I want a rider that's cool

I don't want no ordinary guys

Comin' on strong with me

They don't know what I'm lookin' for
They don't know what I need

You're gonna know it when he gets here

'Cause the ground will be shakin'

I'll do anything
to let him know that I'm his

His for the takin'

I want a cool rider

A cool, cool, cool, cool rider

I want a cool rider

A cool, cool, cool, cool rider

I want a C-O-O-L R-I-D-E-R

English, I got something, uh,
scholastic to discuss with you.

What I'm saying is that, you know,
you're Mr. History, right?

Like, I got this essay on
the fall of Rome.

I didn't even know they were in trouble.

- What are you driving at, DiMucci?
- Papers for paper.

Essays for cash?

Hmm?

- So that's it.
- What's what?

- There's gonna have to be a motorcycle.
- Good idea. Invest in a cycle. So?

- So you've got a deal.
- Hey. All right.

Listen, when we make the drop,
not out here in the open like this, huh?

I got a rep to protect.

It's open.

Your uncle said you was back out here.
What is this joint?

- It's his nuclear fallout shelter.
- Yeah?

- You got that essay?
- You got the cash?

This is a neat joint.

A nucleoid shelter. Huh.
It's private, good for homework

and other activities
involving student bodies.

(DOOR SHUTS)

Mmm-hmm.

You can handle a couple
of history assignments also?

- I'll try.
- Okay, and remember, this is between us.

- I got a rep to protect here, okay?
- Yeah.

(HOWLS)

MICHAEL: William the Conqueror,
by the Goose.

(SIGHS)

Oh, God.

Nobody, but nobody,
knows this happened, dig?

Whatever you say.

That's very nice. Nice penmanship.

Remember. I got a rep to protect.
Okay, Shakespeare?

Reproduction.

It's very simple,
but very important.

Now, what is the best time of the month
for a woman to conceive?

Mr., uh...

Jaworski.

- What's "conceive"?
- Well, you know, to be fertile.

What's the best time?

Ask Nogerelli.

Mr. Nogerelli?

Ask Goose.

Mr. Goose?

Um...

Ask DiMucci.

- Mr. DiMucci?
- What?

Conceive. What is the best time?

At night?

(CHUCKLES) You know, I can see that
we're not getting very far.

I got the same problem.

- Morning, everybody.
- Good morning.

- Good morning, Mr. Stuart.
- Good morning.

Why don't we just start
at the beginning?

- Page one.
- Open your book.

MR. STUART: "Where do babies come from?"

If you need me, I'll be right over here.

Do we need this for the exam?

(SINGING) The parts ofa flower
are so constructed that

Very, very often
the wind will cause pollination

If not, then a bee or
any other nectar-gathering creature

Can create the same situation

Yes, anything that gets the pollen
to the pistil's right on the list

I'll try to make it crystal clear

A flower's insatiable passion

turns its life
into a circus of debauchery

Now you see just how the stamen
gets its lusty dust on to the stigma

And why this frenzied chlorophyllous
orgy starts each spring is no enigma

We call this quest for satisfaction
a what, class?

A photoperiodic reaction

Oh, that's good
Oh, that's very good

Hey, I'm lost. Where are we?

- Chapter 2
- Page five

- Reproduction
- Reproduction

Put your pollen tube to work

- Reproduction
- Reproduction

Make my stamen go berserk

Reproduction

I don't think they even know
what a pistil is

I got your pistil right here

Where does the pollen go?

MR. STUART: Get back here.
Would you get into your seats?

- Sit down.
- Next chapter.

How, in an abstract way,
the same thing applies

to the reproductive organs
of the more complex life-forms.

But we are now dealing
with sexual response.

(LAUGHTER)

Are there any questions
before we begin reading?

Is it possible the female member
of some sex on a couch

Could, like, get this guy all hot
and she never even knew it?

Negative

When a warm-blooded mammal
in a tight little sweater

Starts pulling that stuff
she's saying that she wants to do it

Can't prove it by me

'Cause they change their tune
when you got 'em in the back seat

- With his heart beatin' fast
- They make it sound like a track meet

- Gross!
- Yeah

Then all they can do is say,

"No, no, no!"

- Reproduction
- Reproduction

Baby, give it to me now

- Reproduction
- Reproduction

Is that all you think about?

Reproduction, come on, baby,
show me that you really love me so

Oh, I think I'm gonna throw up

Where does the pollen go?

MR. STUART: Mr. Goose, please be seated.

The human is the only being capable

of consciously controlling
his number of offspring.

Now, are there any comments on that?

Yeah, I was wondering
if you could tell me where she lives.

- Yeah. What is this?
- Mr. Stuart...

Is it true that guys like you
You know, mature and all

Carry some protection with them
for sexual occasions?

- Oh, God.
- What's the big deal?

Can a girl just do that thing in a book

Where she adds up the days of her, uh,
what do you call it, mentalstration?

Oh, that's really neat!

Yeah, and what if a guy says
the numbers don't add up right, huh?

Yeah, yeah, yeah!

Hey, hey...

- Reproduction
- Reproduction

Hope he's proud of what he's done

- Reproduction
- Reproduction

He was only pokin' fun

Reproduction

See what happens when a boy and girl
don't know how to play it safe

- Reproduction
- Reproduction

Reproduction

Where does the pollen go?

(LAUGHTER)

- Learn anything, Steph?
- Stop. Ouch!

Hey, what's the rush?
You gotta take a pill?

Try to remember, Mr. Stuart,

that their bodies
are more developed than their minds.

- I understand. I understand.
- They have drives, Mr. Stuart.

- Lustful drives.
- Oh, I understand.

Good.

- Hi, Mr. Stuart.
- Hi, Mr. Stuart.

- May I speak to you, Miss McGee?
- Yes, dear. What about?

I'm a little worried.
I've missed my last two periods.

That's all right, dear.
You can make them up after school.

Where does the pollen go?

MICHAEL: Nice one, Davey.

That does it.

Yep. Follow me.

Quite a selection here.

All very, very serviceable machines,
young man.

One or two of these were my personal
transportation a few spare parts ago.

All it takes is a little elbow grease

and any one of these beauties
is a fixer-upper.

- Think you got yourself a bike.
- Oh, great.

- And you're gonna need these.
- Oh, thanks.

Good luck.

Cool rider

A cool rider

If he's cool enough
he can burn me through and through

If it takes forever

Then I'll wait forever

No ordinary boy,
no ordinary boy is gonna do

Bollocks!

I want a rider that's cool

(ENGINE REVVING)

Oh, Michael. Michael.

- Good to see you, French.
- What were you trying to do?

I'm trying to ride that motorcycle
without bloody well killing myself.

Wait a second. Michael.

Michael, this isn't for Stephanie? Oh.

(SINGING) I'll be yours in winter

When the snow is on the ground

I'll warm you through December

And I'll always be around

Ah-ah-ah

- Ah-ah-ah
- Ah-ah-ah

- That will be all for today.
- Blanche!

No, wait a minute,

we still have some more seasons
we haven't done for you yet.

We have to start with winter and fall
because Paulette's late and...

Well, she was late again today,

but she's here now and we'd like to do
summer and spring for you.

Sharon, will you stop yelling?

You're in the show.

(SHRIEKS)

Next.

- The Preptones.
- (SCATTING)

(SINGING) Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream

These are my boys. Look.
Good, clean-cut American boys.

I know.

Then tell her
that her lonesome nights are over

Sandman, I'm so alone

Don't have nobody to call my own

Please turn on your magic beam

Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream

- That was wonderful.
- MISS MASON: Yes.

The T-Bones.

Birds. T-Birds.

(ALL HARMONIZING)

- (SINGING) We're goin'prowlin'
- Walk, talk like a T-Bird

Prowlin'...

These are my boys.

Walk, talk like a T-Bird tonight

(HOWLING)

Prowlin'...

Thank you.

That was just wonderful.

Yeah. It was very nice.

Yeah, we could work a little bit
on the harn-omies, you know.

- Catch you later, Miss McGee.
- Thank you.

Oh, my mom wants you to come over

for a pasghetti
at your convenience, you know.

Thank you, Nogerelli.

- Talk of practice over mid-term break.
- DAVEY: Johnny, practice?

I'll be yours in springtime
When the flowers are in bloom

We'll wander through the meadows
In all their sweet perfume

I'll be your girl for all seasons

- Disaster!
- What? We blew it?

No, we made it.

But we can't sing in public,
we're the worst.

- We'll get unworst.
- Yeah, we'll get liverwurst.

- We'll get knackwurst.
- How did we get in?

Obviously they recognize natural talent.

Everybody made it.
They didn't have enough acts.

Get him!

(BOYS SCATTING)

BOYS: (SINGING)
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream

Make her the cutest that I've ever seen

Give her two lips like roses in clover

JOHNNY: If we are gonna win
that grand prize,

we've got to get it together like that.

- But with class.
- GOOSE: Remember,

- I want the Roy Orbisons.
- JOHNNY: You'll get 'em.

Please turn on your magic beam
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream

LOUIS: I'm talkin' a matter of
only weeks before the talent show.

GOOSE: I'm talkin' winnin' albumens.

JOHNNY: I'm talkin' progress.
DAVEY: I'm not talkin'.

Scum!

(LAUGHING)

(PINBALL MACHINE DINGS)

Balmudo's out front and he's all alone.

Tilt. My turn.

Your turn after we tilt that
crater face, Balmudo. Come on.

- Comb.
- Louis, be careful.

Smoke.

Light.

Comb, again.

Let's go, you guys.

(BALMUDO LAUGHING)

- Come on, action out front.
- What?

Balmudo's gonna get his face mangled.

- All right.
- Oh, my gosh.

Hey, where is that rat-face...

You lookin' for a rat-face, mouse-brain?

Get that... Get that mutha!

Who, who, who's that guy?

(SINGING) He came out ofthe darkness
in the middle of the night

Blazin' like a mutha
with a fist of dynamite

He ain't foolin' no one
on that pile of chrome and steel

Burnin' up the pavement
like he was some kind of wheel

He's lookin' for a rumble
and some heads are gonna bust

He's gonna take a tumble
with one solitary thrust

The only thing you guys are gonna do
is eat his dust

Who's that guy? Where did he come from?

- Who's that guy?
- Hey, tell me someone

I never knew anyone could be so cool

Whoa-o-o

- Who's that guy?
- What's so amazin'?

From headlight to tailpipe
His burners are blazin'

Looks to me like he could really fly

- Who's that guy?
- Who's that guy?

(GRUNTING)

Who's that guy?

He wears a pair of goggles
like a man from outer space

Oh, shut up!

It really doesn't matter
that I haven't seen his face

We're gonna wrap those handlebars
around that neck of his

- The punk is gonna get it
- When we find out who he is

Everybody wants you
when they don't know who you are

If you're a man of mystery
it really takes you far

Everyone around you
thinks that you're a star

- Who's that guy?
- Where did he come from?

Who's that guy?

Where can I get one?

They never knew that I could be so cool

Whoa-o-o

- Who's that guy?
- On that motorcycle?

What would they say
if they knew it was Michael?

Looks to me like he could really fly

Won't somebody tell me?

- Who's that guy?
- Who's that guy?

(POLICE SIREN WAILING)

Pretty cool stuff.

Everyone inside...

We bowl.

- All right!
- Yeah, we bowl.

(WHOOPING)

- Hey, DiMucci, did you see that?
- Yeah, I saw it.

Hey, come on, Steph.

I'll catch up with you guys
in a few minutes, okay?

- Hey, what's eatin' you?
- Nothin'.

You know, Steph. There's been talk.

We haven't been talkin',

but there has been talks that
question your loyalty to the Birds.

Well, it doesn't mean
you gotta go steady with Johnny.

In fact, I think it's better
for the both of you that it's over.

Yeah, but the code does say
we're T-Bird chicks, at least till grad.

Let's go, Louis.

You know, maybe I'm tired
of being someone's chick.

"Tired of being someone's chick"?

Are you feeling okay?

- Yo, Ritter.
- RHONDA: Yo, Goose.

I don't know what I'm feeling.

Here, have a ciggy.
Maybe it'll make you feel better.

GOOSE: Those guys are show-offs.

(STRIKING MATCH)

Oh, God, I hate those kind of matches.

Did you get them from the liquor store
down the street?

- No.
- Oh, thanks.

Want a ride?

(POLICE SIREN WAILS)

Some other time.

I heard there was this motorcycle chase
outside the Bowl-a-Rama last night,

and according to, um, Paulette Rebchuck,

this very mysterious and gorgeous guy

knocked one Stephanie Zinone
right out of her bobby socks.

- How do you plead?
- I am guilty.

(LAUGHING)

- Great. But now what?
- We've got a problem.

- (SCHOOL BELL RINGING)
- On that motorcycle, in that gear,

I knocked that girl
right out of her socks.

- But like this...
- You'll knock her into her socks.

Yeah, simple, I have to tell her.
Next time I see her...

Ah, come here.

Next time I see her,
I'm going to walk up to her and say...

(GIRLS LAUGHING)

- "Steph... "
- Uh-oh.

- (GIGGLING)
- Mmm.

Hiya, girls.

Your boyfriend's here.

(GIGGLING)

- Having a facial?
- Yeah.

- Delish.
- Ew!

- Steph.
- What?

Do you...

What?

Uh, have you...

Ever read a Superman comic?

Not in the last few hours.

Oh, I was just checking. Right?

Just checking.

He needs the guidance counselor.

Rhonda, you got a nose job.

Oh, forget it. I walked into a door.

So she says.

- (SIREN WAILING)
- Attention, attention, please.

This is a test.
I repeat, this is a test.

Please do not panic.

- This is a simulation...
- Nuclear war is like football,

if the Russians throw the bomb,

all we have to do is jump up,
intercept it,

then ram it down their own end zone.

You hear me? It's like life.

Somebody throws something at you,
you throw it back.

Please proceed to your nearest shelter.

Boys to one side, girls to the other.
Run, run, run!

Blanche, please do not panic.

Oh, Miss McGee, it's so loud.

(SOBBING)

Please do not panic.

(DOG BARKING)

I don't know how
you talked me into this, Louis.

Hey, listen,
you trust President Kennedy?

Of course.

All right. Kennedy says we gotta
be prepared for a nucleoid war.

- It's nuclear, Louis.
- Yeah. Nuclelar, nucular...

(SIGHING)

A bomb's a bomb.

- (LOCKS DOOR)
- (GASPS)

Yeah.

Hmm.

This is an official fallout shelter bed.

Hey, you gotta be prepared,

'cause some day,
when you least expect it...

Kablam! Nucleoid war!

- (SIREN WAILING)
- (GIGGLING)

- (GASPS) What's that?
- It's started.

(SINGING) America is calling

Let's care enough to give our very best

What's started? What's happening, Louis?

- The Russians are attacking. Get down.
- (GASPS)

For if we give our very best

I know that
we will more than pass the test

What are you doing, Louis?
Get off of me!

Think about it.

What if you and me was to die

right here tonight
without ever doing it?

"It"?

Oh, my God! Let me out of here, Louis!

Are you crazy?
They're dropping bombs out there.

Yeah, let's do it for our country

The red, white and the blue

It's Uncle Sam who's asking
So your mother will approve

Tomorrow I'll be fighting
And I'll win this war for you

Let's do it for our country

Our country wants us to

Oh, Louis.

Bullets are exploding

They'll soon be at the door

Give something to America
you never gave before

Yeah, let's do it for our country

The red, white, and the blue

But are you sure
my mother would approve?

Your mother don't even
have to know about it, Sharon.

And you think we're old enough to go?

- All the way.
- Oh, Louis.

- But, Louis, you might get hurt.
- I know.

- Oh, God.
- Just think about it, Sharon.

It would be like as if we were doing it
for the Statue of Liberty.

- Or the Grand Canyon.
- Yeah, the New York Yankees.

It'll be like we're doing it for

- for Disneyland!
- for Disneyland!

Yeah, let's do it for our country

The red, white, and the blue

It's not a lot to ask of us
Our parents will approve

- You'll be a mighty soldier
- Before this night is through

Let's do it for our country

We owe it to our country

Let's do it for our country

Our country wants us to

- I'm ready, Louis.
- Me, too.

- Hurry, come on, let's sign up.
- What? No, don't!

(GROANS) Oops!

Guess you didn't get any, huh, Babooch?

Louis DiMucci! Oh, God!

- Oh, how could you do this?
- (LAUGHING)

(SIGHS)

Okay, that'll be about $1.60.

MAN: Hey, will you get my windshield?

Uh, yeah. Hold on. Just a second.

- Hi.
- Hi.

MAN 1: Hey, miss, can I pay you
so I can get out of here?

Yeah, look, hold on
just one minute, okay?

- Sorry.
- It's all right.

Okay, that's two, three, four, five.

MAN 2: Where are the maps?

- (SIGHS) What kind you want?
- WOMAN: Street maps.

Yeah?

Hey, miss. What do I owe you?

(SIGHS) Um...

Fifty cents.

How about that ride?

Hey, how about my windshield?

Excuse me, you forgot our green stamps.

We're in a hurry. What about the maps?

- (GASPS)
- (HORN HONKING)

Are you going to get
this windshield or not?

Come on.

(HORN HONKING)

Honk that horn
where the sun don't shine!

Steph, where are you going?

Oh, I can't stop shivering.

Then hold on.

That's what's making me shiver.

(STEPHANIE GIGGLING)

- Great ride.
- We're home.

Shoot.

STEPHANIE: (SIGHING) Oof.

I'm the one
who can't stop shivering now.

(LAUGHS) Why?

Because...

- There's something I should tell you.
- What?

(MOTORCYCLES APPROACHING)

Oh, no.

We've got company.

Check this out!

(STAMMERS) I can handle these guys.

- That's the dude who popped Balmudo.
- Yeah, and look who he's poppin' now.

When am I gonna see you again?

Friday night. The Talent Show.

Let's go!

Out front, you hear?

"Talent Show"?

How'd he know?

Hi.

What are you guys doin'?

So, what's the story
with the creep on the bike, Zinone?

- What do you mean?
- The story. The creep.

- Yeah, the creep, the story, Stephanie.
- Shut up, Goose.

- Why don't you just leave her alone?
- You shut up.

- You. Let's have it.
- Have what?

- The story.
- Personally, I think...

ALL: We don't care, Sharon!

Look, Zinone, no chick of mine messes
with no other creep except this...

- Except me.
- No chick of yours?

Someone's jealous.

Why don't you ever
get jealous like that over me, Johnny?

Because I ain't jealous!

Why don't you just stay
out of my life, then, huh, Johnny?

I'm out!

I catch you with that punk
one more time, I'll rearrange his face.

He's a dead man,
you know what I'm saying? D-E-D!

Look, I think you better decide
once and for all

just who belongs to who around here.

- Oh, Paulette, you're making a scene.
- Because I'm getting all mixed up

and I don't like how that feels
one little bit.

You know, you're embarrassing me.

- (CLANGING)
- (SCREAMS)

I think you owe Paulette an apology.

- Jerk!
- Where are you goin'?

Forget about it.

- Weirdos.
- Yeah, who needs broads, right?

Me! I get to second base with Sharon,

keep getting called out
when I try to slide into third.

And the poor guy bombed out

- in the bomb shelter. (LAUGHS)
- Hey.

Yeah. I think we could all use
a little guaranteed... (WHISTLES)

...all-the-way action.

- And I knowjust the place.
- GOOSE AND LOUIS: Yeah?

(SINGING)
Well, come on and tell us, Johnny

What's the secret of success?

You gotta take a tip
From the King of Hip

'Cause you know that he's the best

We're goin' prowlin'

(HOWLING)

Tonight

You say you're hungry for a lover

Gotta find a chick who'll give you more

Well, there's a spot
That I've discovered

Where a guy's guaranteed to score

I'm gonna show you cats some action

Like you've never seen before

We're gonna get some satisfaction

Down at the grocery store

- We're goin' prowlin'
- Walk, talk like a T-Bird

We're goin' prowlin'

- Walk, talk like a T-Bird tonight
- Tonight

(HOWLING)

There's a female butcher

- At the luncheon meat display
- Well, don't you know?

- Got the best tongue in town
- That's right

She delivers both night and day

You'll see the apple of your eye

Stacking peaches in a five-foot pile

Just waitin' for some guy to come

And take her rollin' down the aisle

- We're goin' prowlin'
- I like a debutante who comes across

- We're goin' prowlin'
- Now, that's what I call class

I like a tall girl with long legs
that come right up to her...

You know what I like?
I like a girl who's really smart

Provided that she's really stacked

Yeah? Well, I love 'em all
And they love me

'Cause I'm the leader of this here pack

- Yeah!
- We're gonna find ourselves some cuties

- Cuties gonna find...
- Who are sad and all alone

- We're gonna show them little beauties
- Little beauties

That we're T-Birds to the bone

- We're goin' prowlin'
- Walk, talk like a T-Bird

Tonight

We're goin' prowlin'

- JOHNNY: Goose, go for the sales tax.
- (GIRLS SCREAMING)

(BOYS LAUGHING)

(HOWLING)

Very nice. Very nice.
We could win those albumens yet.

- We can win those albumens.
- We gotta get rid of the competition.

Competition.

(SCATTING)

MISS MASON: Well,
there is some very good work here,

and there is also
some very sloppy work here.

Miss Zinone, uh, I would like to see you
about your Shakespeare essay.

(BELL RINGS)

MS. McGEE: (ON PA) Attention, please.

A few reminders
of graduation activities.

The final dress rehearsal for
the Talent Show is Thursday afternoon.

Also, will all students
on the decoration committee

for the Lani Kai Lani Luau on Saturday

report to Coach Calhoun
after school today.

STEPHANIE: Who asked him
to write all that stuff anyway?

I guess she didn't like your paper.

No kiddin'. I gotta write
the whole thing again.

- Do you want some help?
- I don't know.

Think it over.
It's not a difficult decision.

- Steph, you comin'?
- STEPHANIE: Yeah.

I'll think about it.

You know, I don't usually do
this bad in English.

It's just, I got other stuff on my mind
these days.

- Anything I can help you with?
- No, it's not with school. Forget it.

- Let's get this stuff over with.
- All right.

Where do you want to start?

(SIGHS)

- It's this guy.
- What guy?

Oh, forget it.

Well, I'm trying,
but you're not making it very easy.

(SIGHS) I had this idea of Mr. Right.
Remember? Which is a stupid idea, right?

- Right.
- And then, out of nowhere, he shows up.

- Like some dream or something.
- Who?

- Mr. Right.
- Oh, right.

And then the crazy thing is
that I've seen him twice now,

and both times,
he's wearing these goggles.

I don't even know who he is.

- Mr. Right? Right.
- Right.

Don't you think that's kind of weird?

Not "weird" weird,
but, like, exciting weird?

So, what's the problem then?

Well, the problem is that maybe
he's just not everything I imagined.

What if behind those goggles
he's just, like, some ordinary guy?

What if he is?

Eh?

What if maybe we should get back
to the Shakespeare essay?

Stephanie.

You know what, I figured out
what Hamlet's big problem is.

No ketchup.

He seemed to get along
pretty well without it.

They never put ketchup on,
even when you ask for it.

How can you eat a hamburger
with no ketchup?

- I wouldn't know.
- Could you shoot that over here?

Where were we?

Uh, you'd figured out the problem
with their hamburgers. No ketchup.

Right. And you know
what his big problem is?

No laughs. I mean, the guy's
gotta lighten up, right?

- Right.
- Bite?

No, thanks.

Uh, who are we talking about now?

Hamlet.

Oh, right.

(LAUGHS)

"Hamlet went totally nuts

"when he caught his mother doing it
in the sack with his uncle. "

- Not so great, right?
- Well, you seem to have the right idea,

but you could've said something like,

"Hamlet was tormented by his mother's
incestuous relationship with his uncle. "

(LAUGHING) "Incestuous relationship"?
Oh, God.

Mason's gonna flip when she reads this.

"Incestuous. "

You're a really smart guy,
you know that?

You must think
I'm some kind of dummy, huh?

Actually, I think
you're kind of terrific.

Get outta here.

You're the terrific one.

I mean, you know all this deep junk
and everything.

I don't understand that "deep junk"
any better than you do, really.

I just, uh, seem to know a few big words
that impress English teachers,

like our friend Miss Mason, that's all.

Well, you impressed me.

And I give credit to who I want, okay?

- To whom.
- To who, to whom, to you, that's whom.

So learn how to take a compliment,
all right?

All right.

Hey, how about a hamburger
for my friend here? Loaded.

Uh, with ketchup.

Double ketchup.

There are some very cool, very scoreable
broads who hang out at this joint.

"Cool". "Scoreable". Whatnot. (CHUCKLES)

- Very nice.
- Very nice.

STEPHANIE: I bet
there's lots of girls at Rydell

who'd love to go out
with a guy like you.

- What about you?
- Me? Yeah, right.

Are you kidding?
That's all I need right now.

No, I wasn't.

(SIGHS) Oh, God, look,
I didn't mean anything wrong, but...

We're just different types, that's all.

"Different types"?

What do you mean?

- Look, there's a Pink Lady code, okay?
- "Pink Lady code. "

Well, to quote Dolores,
"The code stinks. "

(SIGHS)

- Hi.
- So, what's this? Nerds' night out?

What are you, a cop?

Sure have picked up
a lot of new friends, Zinone.

I guess the T-Birds
ain't the class act no more, huh?

Yeah, I guess we ain't
the class act no more, huh?

- Goose.
- Yo, Johnny.

You wait for me inside.

- Uh, Johnny, I don't want to eat alone.
- Will you go on?

(SIGHS) What do you want, Johnny?

Yeah, well,
I just wanted to let you know that...

I'm officially declaring us
as an item officially over.

- You're declaring?
- That's correct.

(SIGHS)

Okay, fine. Okay? You've declared it.

It's over. Can I go now?

Just like that, huh?

I got one more thing to say to you.

That jacket you're wearing
is T-Bird property.

You want to leave the party?

Drop the jacket at the door
on your way out.

I got a rep to protect.

So don't damage the rep,
we don't damage new friends, dig?

So, what happened? She, uh...

Did she take the nerd's brains
over your brawns?

Look, I dumped her,
not versa-vice, got it?

Right. Sure, Johnny.

Don't worry about it.

(GRUNTS)

(LIVELY CHATTER)

- All right, cherry pie!
- God. Davey!

MICHAEL: I'm all dressed up

In my finest attitude

Pretending I don't care

Guess I really messed up

By trying to be two

When only one heart can be there

Why can't I be just what I am

And speak my love without any shame

Why can't she see what I am

Is a costumed fool

Trapped in a tragic game

Charades and pretty lies

They hide what's deep inside me

Charades conceal me

But can't you feel

The real me

Behind my charades

Oh, please don't mind me

Performing at my hardest

As I paint upon the air

You won't find me

'Cause it's a portrait of the artist
As the man who isn't there

Look, programs for the Talent Show.
We're gonna be on first.

Charades and pretty lies

They hide what's deep inside me

Charades conceal me

But can't you feel the real me?

The real me

Behind my charades?

Can't you feel the real me

Behind my charades?

Have I lost the real me

Behind my charades?

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

GIRL: Girls, girls, I'm so nervous.
How do I look?

You look perfect. Just remember,
have lots of fun tonight.

Oh, okay. Thanks.

- And good luck!
- Yeah, good luck!

He said he'd meet her out front.

How anyone can get so hot and bothered
over someone they don't even know

is totally beyond me.

Sharon.

- What?
- She's got a crush.

(MOTORCYCLE APPROACHING)

I'll be back.

- It's that guy.
- This time we get him, Zinone!

Johnny, no!

(TIRES SQUEAL)

Johnny!

Rhonda! Rhonda. Rhonda, go.
They're going to kill him.

- Who's killing who?
- Open the door. Move over.

- Where are we going?
- STEPHANIE: I don't know, just go!

(SCREAMING)

(HORN HONKING)

- Rhonda!
- Oh, my God!

We're gonna die and I'm wearing
my mother's underwear!

RHONDA: Steph, where are we going?

STEPHANIE: I don't know.
Just follow 'em!

RHONDA: Here they come!

I figured the guy to slow up.

Right?

Yeah, it ain't our fault
the guy don't slow up, huh, Johnny?

It's gotta be at least 100 feet

- to the other side.
- Johnny.

Yeah, yeah, what can I say?

If he didn't make it,
he ain't gonna look too pretty.

Where is he?

He ain't down there.

What do you mean "he ain't down there"?
Where'd he go? Biker heaven?

STEPHANIE: (SOBBING) I know he's dead.

JOHNNY: Yeah, well, it's obvious.

He made the jump. I could do that.

- Yeah, you could jump that, Johnny.
- Let's go.

- And I'll never see him again.
- Come on!

- What have I done?
- Nothing, Steph.

- He'll be okay.
- Steph, nobody rides like him.

There's nothing even down there.

Come on, we gotta get outta here.
You can't stay here.

Come on, we're gonna be late!

Look, you saw him.

He jumped over a cop car
at the Bowl-a-Rama

and that was a really big jump!

SHARON: He'll show up, I know it.
I just know it.

(CHEERING, APPLAUSE)

(SINGING) Ifyoursweetheart

Sends a letter of goodbye

- If I stand over there...
- Don't worry about it. It looks fine.

Just get out there.

- Hi, Johnny.
- Hi... Hold it!

What are you, crazy?

Come on, Paulette.

Look, I told you before, you are not
gonna go out there like that.

Oh, I know, I gotta put
a little something on my face.

You have got to put
a little something on your body.

But I gotta dress like this, Johnny.
I'm summer.

Look, now, get yourself
a pair of galoshes,

(STUTTERING) a snowsuit, a scarf,
and be winter.

And that
is Johnny Nogerelli's final word.

Yeah?

Well, you want to hear my final word,
Mr. Push-Everyone-Around Nogerelli?

Maybe you can bully

- some of the chicks in this school...
- Be cool, Paulette.

...but this chick has been bullied by
one Johnny Nogerelli for the last time.

I may not be
the classiest chick in this school,

but I'm the best you're ever gonna get,
so take it or leave it!

...behind the cloudy sky

So let your hair down

And go on and cry

(YELLING) Let go of me!

Johnny! Johnny!

Stop that!

- JOHNNY: Shut up!
- Quiet!

And now, Martin Miesner
and his red-hot accordion.

- Let's go practice up in the can.
- Johnny, we got nothing to worry about.

Don't worry, Johnny, we're gonna have...

Hey, the albumens are ours.

(SCATTING)

- Hey, he's taking our jackets.
- Hey, come on, guys.

Hey, guys...

Hey, Nogerelli!

(SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)

Don't do it. Okay, guys.

Turn it off! Hey, Nogerelli!

(PLAYING ACCORDION)

(AUDIENCE LAUGHING)

- Thank you, Martin Miesner.
- (AUDIENCE CLAPPING)

And now, I have the great pleasure
to introduce the T-Bones.

(APPLAUSE)

(GIRLS SQUEALING)

Come on, Steph.

(SINGING) We're goin'prowlin; prowlin'

Tonight

(LOUD APPLAUSE)

- The T-Bones.
- Birds! Birds.

And now, the Calendar Girls
in A Girl For All Seasons.

(APPLAUSE)

(INTRO MUSIC PLAYING)

(SINGING) I'll be yours in springtime
When the flowers are in bloom

We'll wander through the meadows
In all their sweet perfume

And every night I'll hold you tight
Beneath that April moon

Ah-ah-ah

- Ah-ah-ah
- Ah-ah-ah

I'll be your girl for all seasons
All the year through

Your girl for all seasons
'Cause I'd love

Yes, I'd love to be everything to you

Just you

I'll be yours in summer
When we're playing in the sand

We'll spend the day together
Making love and getting tanned

And on the beach at sunset
When we're walking hand in hand

Ah-ah-ah

- Ah-ah-ah
- Ah-ah-ah

I'll be your girl for all seasons

All the year through

Your girl for all seasons

'Cause I'd love

'Cause I'd love to be everything to you

Just you

If you fall in the fall you'll see

September can be heavenly

If you fall, say you'll fall for me

When autumn leaves
Are falling from the trees

I'll be yours in winter
When the snow is on the ground

I'll warm you through December
And I'll always be around

SHARON: What's wrong with Stephanie?

It looks like she forgot the words.

Somebody help her with the words.

Is she sick?

GOOSE: Johnny, it's that guy!

JOHNNY: This time we get him, Zinone!

STEPHANIE: Johnny! Where is he?

LOUIS: He ain't down there.

JOHNNY: What do you mean,
"He ain't down there"? Where'd he go?

STEPHANIE: (SOBBING) I know he's dead.

Louis, pull the curtain.

I'll be back.

What's the matter?

STEPHANIE: (SINGING)
No more midnight rides with you

No more secret rendezvous

Stephanie, what's wrong?

I'm gonna miss
All the things we'll never do

Oh, I just can't believe

You left me here alone

How in this world

Can I make it on my own?

MICHAEL: Remember, I love you

I won't be far away

Baby, close your eyes

And think of yesterday

And we'll be there together

BOTH: Love will turn back
the hands of time

Turn back

The hands of time

STEPHANIE: Baby, don't you know?

It's hard to let you go

Save all your dreams

And keep me in your heart

It hurts to say goodbye

No matter how I try

MICHAEL: Love will survive

Even though we have to part

Stephanie, please don't cry.

Oh, it all seems so unfair.
Just when I found you, I lost you.

That doesn't matter now.

The only thing that matters
is that I love you.

And you're the only one
who can keep our love alive.

So, Stephanie, don't forget me.

I promise.

Remember

I love you

You won't be far away

I just close my eyes

And bring back yesterday

And we'll be there together

Love will turn back the hands of time

Turn back

Turn back the hands of time

We'll turn back, whoa

Turn back, whoa

Turn back the hands of time

We'll turn back

(APPLAUSE)

And now,
the winners of the Talent Contest,

and the King and Queen
of the Lani Kai Lani Luau, Mr. Nogerelli

and Miss Zinone.

Please, Miss Zinone,
remember you're a queen.

Smile, Stephanie.

Yeah. I think you won
the whole talent show.

- The Girls' division, Paulette.
- That's not so bad.

Everyone bow and we'll see you all
at the Luau tomorrow.

I can't believe we won half the records.
All the Tichokski and Choppin.

What are you talkin'? No Roy Orbisons?

(APPLAUSE AND CHEERING CONTINUE)

(INTRO MUSIC PLAYING)

(SINGING) A well-a bop a bop a hula
Rock-a-hula rock-a-hula

Luau, luau, luau, luau

A wham-a bama lama
Shanga langa langa langa

Luau, luau, luau, luau

Rah rah Rydell
Well-a well-a well-a well-a

Rock-a-hula luau wow

Come-a come-a come-a
To the rock-a-hula luau

Everybody's here
And we're waitin' for you now

We're gonna stick together
And we won't let go

We're lettin' everybody know

It's a luau

A rock-a-hula luau

You know, it's girls like that
who give summer fun a bad name.

Come-a come-a come-a come-a
'Cause we're gettin' it on now

Summer, summer, summer
Is a-comin' along now

I wish it was forever
'Cause it feels so right

Don't you worry, honey
We'll be rockin' all night at the luau

A rock-a-hula luau

Summer is coming
We're all here together

If only this feeling could go on forever

Summer is coming, we'll always remember

Summer is coming right now

Rock-a-hula luau

It's a rock, rock-a-hula luau, yeah
Uh-huh

Rock-a-hula luau
Rock-a-hula luau

MS. McGEE: As the sun sets
on the Lani Kai Lani Luau,

a reminder to our seniors,

in the words of our very own
President Kennedy,

"Think not what your country
can do for you,

"but what you can do for your country. "

Now, will the King and Queen of the Luau

take their appointed positions
on the Pool of Enchantment?

(CHEERING)

(CROWD CHANTING)

Come on, we're havin' a good time!
It's a luau.

Will you stop it? What are you doing?

I dropped a cigarette.
I'm burnin' myself.

You're gonna burn us up with that
cigarette! Can't you put it out?

- You're gonna knock us over.
- Will you cut it out?

I'm tryin' to be cool here!

- You get me out of here right now.
- Would you be quiet?

Your doctor is quite right, Mr. Spears.

The school environment is so much
better for you than the hospital.

But I am encouraged... Hello, dear.

...at the way
you've been looking lately.

You look so... Mr Spears!

Oh, good heavens!

(SCREAMING)

(CACKLING)

Sit down, Stephanie, before you fall in!

(GIRLS SCREAMING)

- Will you help me row, Stephanie?
- STEPHANIE: Stop yelling at me!

Get out of the way!

(SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)

You punk!

Haul ass, shrimp!

- Get off of me!
- Come on! Will you help me row?

Get out of here!

Punks!

- Stuck in a pool with a chick!
- You're rowing the wrong way!

Birds, get 'em!

- I got one! I got one!
- Oh, sorry!

- Get off!
- I didn't mean it.

Hey, Balmudo!

Hey, man. That's the guy who decked me.

It's him.

- It's him!
- It's him!

(ENGINE REVS)

(ALL SCREAMING)

STEPHANIE: He's alive!

(YELLING)

- What's wrong with you guys, man?
- You've ruined our luau!

You ruined everything!

(SCREAMING)

Michael! It's Michael!

Michael.

- You?
- You made that jump?

Shakespeare?

I thought you were dead.

- You?
- Move it! Move it!

- I'm gonna rearrange his...
- PAULETTE: Hey!

- What?
- Nothing.

(CHUCKLING)

- No.
- Yeah. Yeah, Johnny.

Yeah, well, you got one more jump,

Mr., uh, Cool Rider, Shakespeare,
uh, Carrington.

No, wait a second.
Haven't we had enough of this?

She's got a point, Johnny.

Hey, Davey's got a point, Johnny.

- Hey, Lou's got a point about Davey's...
- Shut up, all of yous!

I've got a point to make, too.

- Jacket.
- One T-Bird jacket.

Jacket.

For starters, let's see how it looks.

(CROWD MURMURING)

Very nice.

Okay.

Birds... Okay.

- All right.
- All right.

Listen, I gotta talk to you.

We can't see each other anymore
because, you know,

I've sorta got another man
on my hands now.

Oh, right.

(INAUDIBLE)

That's the breaks.

Right.

JOHNNY: What's everybody lookin' at?
Disperse!

(WHISPERS) Stephanie.

I never thought you'd kiss me
if you knew who I really was.

Are you crazy?

I got two for the price of one.

- Are you certain?
- I've never been certainer.

More certain.

(LAUGHING)

The certainest.

The certainest. Yeah, I like that.

I'd love to kiss you again.

(MUSIC STARTS)

(SINGING) You were the one,
the one in my dreams

But I never knew it

I wanted to tell you time and again

But I couldn't do it

All that you are is all that I need

No more pretending

Now I can be me, you can be you

And we're never ending
Whoa-oh, oh

We'll be together

Always together

Like birds of a feather

Forever and ever

We'll be together

I like what you got, I guess it's okay

If you want to show it

I am what I am and I'm all for you

Just want you to know it

Will I ever score?

There's nothin' wrong
With just likin' each other

We all had our doubts
But it's workin' out with one another

Whoa-oh, oh

We'll be together

Always together

Like birds of a feather

Forever and ever

We'll be together

Always together

Like birds of a feather

Forever and ever

Like birds of a feather

Forever and ever

We'll be together

Always together

We'll be together

Always together