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I had this idea.

I could run for student council.

- Everyone, Jane and I are going steady.

Buddy and I used to go together.

- They're saying you had to flee the New York mafia

to seek treatment for your nymphomania.

What?

- Who's going to vote for us if they think we're sex deviants?

- We'll just have to clear our reputations

before the pep rally.

Olivia!

Forgot I need a teaching license before you put out.

Girls!

- Nancy, we're busy. - With what?

I want to be a T-Bird.

- You can't let a girl in the gang now.

Careful with them.

Come on, red! Come on, white!

Go, Rydell! Fight, fight, fight!

- Did you tell Neil we went all the way?

- Would you like to throw your hat back into the ring?

Yes... for president.

What?

Vote for Jane!

- Hey, hey, hey, hey! That's my car!

- We're going to need some jackets.

- Hello? - Hello?

- Hello? - Hello?

Dee, it's Mary.

The girls at Rydell have gone cuckoo!

- It's true. - It's true?

It's true.

- I heard they got into the peppermint schnapps.

♪ Oh gee, oh my!

- I heard it was reefer! Their eyes were bloodshot!

- ♪ This deviancy is contagious ♪

- ♪ Oh, cut them some slack, they're going through changes ♪

- When did they all get so shameless?

♪ Outrageous

♪ Protect your kids

♪ Lock your doors, 'cause they're raising hell ♪

♪ Did you hear about the girl gang at Rydell? ♪

Ah.

Ooh.

- ♪ Writhing and raving and causing a scene ♪

♪ My poor Susan's still a teen ♪

♪ Her virgin eyes are too pristine ♪

♪ To behold the obscene

Someone call McGee!

I blame the mothers.

They're clearly not around.

♪ I blame the mothers

♪ I would have put my kitten heel down ♪

- ♪ This deviancy is contagious ♪

- ♪ Hide your sons before they go out and chase it ♪

- Unladylike! I can't take it.

♪ Outrageous!

All: ♪ Protect your kids

♪ Lock your doors, 'cause they're raising hell ♪

♪ Did you hear about the girl gang at Rydell? ♪

- ♪ Is this really how you want to run your school? ♪

- ♪ Girls running around, breaking all the rules? ♪

- ♪ Nudity and theft! Is there no decency left? ♪

♪ You have to do something

♪ Do something, do something, do something ♪

♪ Are you listening?

Yes.

♪ Rest assured, the girls will pay for their shenanigans ♪

♪ Just as soon as parents answer ♪

♪ Punishment begins

- What math problems are we supposed to do?

One through six.

Order up!

Nancy, the phone.

Frosty Palace.

- Hello. May I speak with Mrs. Not...

- ♪ They're ruining the reputation ♪

♪ Of the school and the town with this rebel situation ♪

- ♪ Oh me, oh my - ♪ Giving in to temptation

- ♪ It's Lucifer in lipstick and braces ♪

- ♪ They need to act like ladies ♪

♪ No one's ever going to give them a baby ♪

♪ Hormones flying like crazy

♪ Outrageous!

♪ They stole a car! What's next? ♪

♪ Robbing banks! What's next? ♪

♪ Sneaking out to have premarital sex ♪

♪ Those communist sluts, showing people their butts ♪

♪ Corrupting all our kids with violence and drugs ♪

♪ Outrageous and dangerous

♪ Can't take it

♪ Outrageous

♪ Protect your kids! Lock the doors... ♪

I'll get it.

♪ 'Cause they're raising hell

Tatiana residence.

♪ Did you hear about the girl gang at Rydell? ♪

She did what?

- What on Earth were you thinking?

We just don't understand.

- We thought you wanted to be the first to go to college.

- We thought you were friends with Edith and Ellen.

Who are these girls?

- Letting their pompis hang out to the whole world to see!

- We got caught up in the moment.

I barely know them.

They're my new best friends.

Two weeks.

Just don't do it again.

He showed his pompis, too! Is he grounded?

Boys will be boys.

You are not a boy!

- Everything you do reflects on us.

Look, there they are.

- "Vicious vixens perform vulgar acts

before violently vacating the premises."

Who wrote this? Mother Goose?

"Even more shocking were the ideas Ms. Facciano espoused

in her manifesto-like speech."

- Oh, "To paraphrase Richard Nixon,

"speaking of his 1950 Senate opponent Helen Gahagan Douglas,

"she's pink right down to her underwear."

They're calling us communists.

This will sink my entire campaign.

Are you kidding?

That's great press, and it's going to work perfectly.

With our new jackets.

So? What do you think?

It's violent.

Thanks!

We're the Black Widows.

Nobody messes with us because if they do,

we eat them for breakfast.

Ha!

I like it.

- It's... it's very impressive.

Probably not the best way to convince people

that we aren't vicious vixens.

- Sure thing, boss. Black Widows, dead on arrival.

New name impending.

Hey, thespians!

Jealous we put on the most interesting show

Rydell's ever seen?

Hey, come on!

Hey, please don't. Please, guys! Come on.

- Don't be sorry. What are you talking about?

All right.

Which one of youse is gonna pay for a new paint job for my car?

- I could buy the hunk of junk for cheaper.

Think of it this way, Gil:

at least you finally got some girls in it!

I'm serious.

There is a distinct scratch.

Fine.

I'll pay for it.

No, it's okay. I got it.

See the paper, boys?

When's the last time any of you chowderheads

made the front page?

Congratulations.

Whoa, watch out, fellas.

It's a girl gang.

They might beat us up... with their pocketbooks!

Help, help!

They're suffocating me with perfume!

Get outta here.

- What you said up there, it took guts.

Thanks.

It wasn't a bad show either.

Oh, what do we have here?

- What you reading, my boy? - Come on, guys!

It's the hall monitor!

- Ow! - Run!

So do you like it?

- What? - The signs.

Me and the girls are hanging a bunch more

around school this morning.

- Yeah, yeah. Swell.

- Back-to-school party at my house tonight.

Make sure you wear your socks.

No shoes are allowed in the house.

Oh, and let me know if you're allergic to rabbits.

Whoa!

- Whoa. Careful, little lady.

Wouldn't want you to damage that pretty face.

- Ew! Get off her, wretch!

Hey.

- What do you say we go together?

Pick me up at 8:00?

- I think that'd give people the wrong idea about us.

They, uh, might think we're back together.

Thank you for the posters, though.

Come on, girls.

- Let's go face the music. - Think it'll be really bad?

Ladies.

Don't touch those!

I have a system.

Now for your punishment.

Let me handle this.

We can offer you one week detention

plus cafeteria clean up, not including garbage removal.

Take it or leave it.

Fine, throw in garbage removal.

But we're going to need gloves.

- Miss Zdunowski, children are traumatized.

Parents are calling for your heads.

You've created a public crisis!

Are we getting expelled?

Certainly not.

At this school, we believe in rehabilitation.

Let's hope that detention every day this semester

will be enough to get you to start acting like ladies.

Every day?

Oh, no!

Guess I won't be able to work my shift at the Frosty Palace.

Needless to say,

this will all be memorialized on your permanent records,

some of which are quite full already.

- But colleges look at those. - For good reason.

- Can I still run for president?

Best of luck, Jane.

We'll let the voters decide between our star quarterback

and the girl who flashed her derriere

and stole a car.

See you all at 2:15 sharp.

Hey, you're front page news.

All press is good press, right?

- I don't think Stanford will see it that way.

- Don't worry. Detention's not so scary.

Just make sure you bring a switchblade.

Joking.

Jeez.

- All I've ever wanted was to go to college.

Sorry, Jane.

♪ Oh, there I'm going again

♪ Pushing past the unforgivable edge ♪

♪ Always one step out of bounds ♪

♪ Can't get the taste out of my mouth ♪

♪ Dealing with the aftertaste

♪ Going too far is a permanent phase ♪

♪ Wish I could try to suppress ♪

♪ Convince myself that I want less than I deserve ♪

♪ But I get hurt when I admit ♪

♪ I want more

♪ More than I probably should

♪ More than I probably ever, ever could have ♪

♪ I want more

♪ But trouble comes after a push ♪

♪ I push myself past every point ♪

♪ I know I shouldn't have

♪ I want more

♪ Good girls should never desire ♪

♪ When they do, they end up tripping the wires ♪

♪ I never have a defense

♪ 'Cause I always want more than less ♪

♪ Than I deserve

♪ So I get heard

♪ When I admit

♪ I want more

♪ More than I probably should

♪ More than I probably ever ever could have ♪

♪ I want more

♪ Dreams keep on rushing

♪ 'Cause more leads to nothing ♪

♪ More gets punishment

♪ I want everything, everything ♪

♪ Everything, everything

♪ But I know that leads to disappointment ♪

♪ Should I act like I don't want... ♪

♪ More?

♪ More

♪ More than I probably should

♪ More than I probably ever

♪ Ever could have

♪ I want more

♪ But trouble comes after I push ♪

♪ I push myself past every point ♪

♪ I know I shouldn't have

♪ I want more

Jane.

Hey.

Glad I caught you.

You ever going to talk to me again?

You planning on avoiding me till graduation?

- I said everything I need to say to you, Buddy.

Jeez.

Jane, you're acting like I killed your dog or something.

- Nope. Just my reputation.

- I meant what I said that night.

I love you.

And I'm sorry.

- So what are you going to do about it?

Besides being sorry?

- I... I don't know. What else do you want me to do?

- I want you to tell everyone you lied.

The guys, the girls, my parents, Stanford.

I want you to be the one to be worried

that you won't get into college now.

I want you to tell everyone

that you're not the good guy here.

If you won't do it...

maybe I will.

Future voters...

I'm here to tell you the truth

about what transpired between myself

and my opponent, Buddy Aldrich.

We did not go all the way.

He lied.

To his friends, to me, and to you.

Now, does that sound like a good guy?

- Ugh. So shrill.

It felt like I was being scolded.

She sounds jealous.

- Uh, Jane, can you repeat what you said?

I was thinking about the last time I saw your bottom.

I liked it.

But I don't vote.

Okay, so that's not going to work.

What else you got?

- I've got something...

New jacket ideas.

Okay, first up, the Red Cherries.

We may look sweet,

but if you tick us off, we get real sour.

Hmm.

You hate it.

Mm.

- Or the Yellow Jackets because we wear yellow...

I hate it.

Okay, mm-mm.

- The Pink Fla... - No pink.

Draw the line at pink.

Nancy, can we put a pin in the jackets for now?

We need a plan to expose Buddy.

- Buddy's a boy. Boys are disgusting.

I'm sure he's got something gross stashed somewhere.

- Every boy in the school's got a nudie mag in his locker.

- And there may be other skeletons in his closet.

I know the student records in Miss McGee's office.

I'll see if there's anything on there to make him look bad.

- And I'll go undercover into the belly of the boy beast.

Locker room.

That's where they brag about all their gross stuff.

If all else fails,

I'll slip some castor oil in his milk at lunch

and make him caca in his khakis!

You can't come back from that!

I don't care who you are.

Is this thing on?

Nancy, feet off the desk.

Olivia, lose the gum.

And you two, stop slouching.

Swizzle wizzle!

Come on, bro.

- How are we going to get past McGee?

Allow me.

Miss McGee?

I don't feel so good!

Where does it hurt, dear?

- Everywhere! - I ate some old bologna.

I'm gonna caca in my khakis!

Come along.

I'm taking you to the nurse's office.

Remain seated until that detention bell rings.

Understood?

All right. Okay.

- Dear, Nurse Penelope's left for the day.

I don't know what to do.

Good.

Ugh.

Hey.

You want a key?

That'd be nice.

Ew.

Gross.

Just admit it, Buddy.

Admit what you did to everybody here.

Okay.

I cut the cheese.

- What a stand-up guy.

I haven't copped to a ripper since third grade.

- You haven't copped a feel since you were breastfeeding.

Speaking of copping a feel,

you candy asses going to Dot's party tonight,

or am I going to have to

neck the whole cheerleading team myself?

- Just keep your distance from Rosemary.

She said I might get to second base tonight.

- Are you going to the party tonight, Buddy?

- Yeah, I guess so. Susan asked me.

- You mean Fort Knox? You should bring Jane instead.

I hear Dot's house has seven bedrooms.

I got to take a shower.

Hey, I got a question.

Are lemons and limes the same fruit?

Like, is a lemon sort of a ripe lime?

What? No.

They're two separate fruits.

Right?

Wait.

So is a cantaloupe just a ripe honeydew?

- Where are we going? - Trust me.

- Just so you know, I don't normally do things like this.

Sure you don't.

I'm serious.

If you say so.

- The only reason I'm doing this

is because I want people to know the truth about Buddy.

- Mm. - This is a one-time thing.

Yeah, sure.

One-time thing,

like flashing your ass at an assembly, for example.

- Wait. What are we doing in here?

Are you trying to get us in trouble?

You said you wanted a key.

- Yes, but this is not... it's not...

Come on.

Hold on, Cynthia.

Let me get something from my office.

Bingo.

Ah!

The ballpark has come alive.

Tensions are high between the Dodgers and the Giants.

Dodgers are first up to bat, putting Robinson in to...

- Did you tell the principal I tried to seduce you?

I had to.

My job was at stake.

- I was locked in my room all summer.

I can't take Honors English

because you're the only one who teaches it.

I thought you almost lost your job,

but really, you just hung me out to dry

to save your own skin.

I didn't lie.

Excuse me?

Sometimes students

can misconstrue a teacher's interests as something more.

What?

You asked me to stay after class.

You gave me books, poetry.

- All things a teacher does to encourage a promising student.

- You can't just pretend this didn't happen.

- I'm sure that you'll find someone your own age

who finds you special in that way.

But I think you should leave now.

- The Giants have G mez pitching.

First pitch, foul ball off the end of the bat.

- Second pitch, ball outside and it hits.

- Come on, come on. Come on! - What a beautiful drive!

There goes Taylor.

Goes way back towards the wall!

Hello?

Superintendent Fletcher.

Of course. I'm sorry.

My assistant principal appears to have

misplaced those budgets, which I finished ages ago.

Can I call you back?

Great.

Miss McGee!

Got what we came for.

Let's go.

- Is it a shooting or stabbing pain?

What's the difference?

One's bad.

And the other is also bad.

Oh, for heaven's sakes!

- I'm suddenly feeling much better.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

It's all your ace nursing, Miss McGee.

Hey, see you tomorrow in detention.

And the next day...

And the next day and the next day.

It's not working.

- Well, these might be the classroom keys.

- So I did all of that for nothing.

Wow.

Where'd you learn that?

Jail.

I'm teasing.

Saw it in a movie.

No Marilyn, no Jane Russell,

but he's got a picture of this guy?

- His volunteer schedule for the soup kitchen...

birthday card from grandma.

Oh, library book.

It's not even overdue.

It's addressed to you.

You're welcome.

Yeah. Thanks.

It's overdue now.

- "Jane, I've always thought of myself as a good guy,

"but after what you said, I realized I'm not.

"I've done loads of terrible things.

"I've cheated on tests, smoked, drank liquor,

and never told anyone this, but I'm a perverted sex fiend."

"I'm addicted to self-abuse, sometimes four times a day."

- You think all that forearm work helps him with football?

Mm!

- "I'm sorry I lied about us going all the way.

"I know that you haven't.

The worst part is that I have, last year with Susie."

"But I regret that

because I wasn't in love with her like I..."

then he crossed out "was" and wrote,

"Am in love with you.

Please forgive me. Love, Buddy."

This is perfect.

We just got to show everyone this letter.

- This isn't just some nudie mag.

That'd be wrong.

- More wrong than what he did to you?

Come on. He's asking for it.

- What if we blackmailed him instead?

Either he drops out of the race,

or we expose him for the lying dirtbag he really is.

- The socs are having their party tonight.

I don't know.

He had the perfect chance

to set the record straight in the locker room,

but he just left and went into the shower.

- Yeah, probably to flog his log.

Oh! No.

- Hey! - Ew, nasty!

- Oh, I'll get the T-Birds to drive us.

- Can I tempt anyone with a salmon mousse canap?

Ugh. Don't you have any real food?

- Buddy, oh my gosh. It's our song.

- I know. I saw you put the record on.

- ♪ When you... [door opens loudly]

♪ Are near me

- Who's at the door? - What's going on?

- What? Am I overdressed?

What are they doing here?

Dot, did you invite them?

We weren't invited.

We're crashing.

- Dot doesn't want a bunch of gang members

messing up her house.

Hey, we're housebroken.

They can stay.

- ♪ Brought her whole family too ♪

- ♪ Took off their hats... - Fine.

♪ Coats, and shoes, ate up all the food ♪

♪ Then they took a snooze

♪ And they're breakin' up the house every night ♪

- Uh-uh. Not so fast.

Shoes off, both of them.

Okay, house rules, so listen up.

Upstairs is off-limits, but there's my bedroom.

And that's my second bedroom, where we keep the rabbits.

Oh, one of them went missing, so watch where you step.

- [chuckling] Jeez. This place is fat city.

It's real smart.

My parents are super rich.

You know Colonel Candy?

That's my dad, the Colonel.

He says I'm the candy princess.

♪ Oh, honey

That's my dad's study.

Do not go in there.

I have never been in there, ever.

Okay.

Let's get this gig going.

Absolutely not.

No drinking, no smoking,

and no peeing in the outdoor fountain... it kills the fish.

- ♪ Oh, honey, please don't stop ♪

- That concludes our house tour.

Please enjoy yourselves.

- ♪ Please don't stop lovin' me ♪

This party is a drag.

- What do you want to get up to?

- We could snoop in the medicine cabinet.

- Nancy, we're here on a mission.

- Maybe I should talk to him tomorrow instead.

- Don't chicken out now. Come on. Go get him alone.

Go.

- I'm going to go look for the fuse box

just in case we need to cut the power and create some chaos.

No, Nanc...

Can I talk to you outside?

Gather round, party people!

It's spin the bottle o' clock.

Come on.

We'll talk later, okay?

- Don't worry. I got a plan.

We'll do that.

Listen up, you fiends.

I want a good, clean game.

Keep your hands to yourself, your lips pursed,

and if you land on someone ugly,

just close your eyes and think of England.

I got you.

We'll make this game quick so you can talk to Scummy.

Let the depravity commence!

- ♪ I touch your lips and all at once

♪ The sparks go flying

- ♪ Those devil lips that know so well the art of lying ♪

♪ And though I see the danger, still the flame grows higher ♪

♪ I know I must surrender to your kiss of fire ♪

Aww.

- ♪ Just like the torches set the soul within me burning ♪

♪ I must go on along this road of no returning ♪

Buddy.

- ♪ And though it burns me and turns me into ashes ♪

Oh, come on, come on!

- ♪ My whole world crashes without your kiss of fire ♪

♪ I can't resist you

♪ What good is there in trying? ♪

♪ What good is there denying you're all that I desire? ♪

- ♪ Since first I kissed you, my heart was... ♪

Pass.

- Pass? You can't pass.

Strike one!

♪ Don't pity me

♪ Don't pity me

This bottle is broken.

- Ain't that a bite? Okay, Jane. Batter up.

♪ Your kiss of...

♪ Fire

- Oh. - No way.

- It's pointing towards Richie. See?

It's a dead heat.

Chef's choice.

Buddy.

And I want to do seven minutes in heaven.

What?

Attaboy.

A lot you two politicians can get accomplished

in seven minutes.

- We can't just go changing the rules.

Sure we can.

New rule.

Seven minutes in heaven is on the table.

- ♪ All she wants to do is rock ♪

♪ Rock and roll all night long ♪

- ♪ High-class denim and picture shows ♪

♪ All she wants to do is stay at home ♪

Ah.

I want you to drop out of the race.

What?

- If you don't, I'll show everyone this.

- What? How did you...

It doesn't matter.

- ♪ Rock and roll all night long ♪

I can't drop out.

My dad, he's got sort of a reputation.

He's building that big new development, Lakeridge.

- What does that have to do with any of this?

- Nobody's supposed to know this,

but he's running for mayor next year.

He wants us to be a family of leaders.

- ♪ All she wants to do is rock ♪

♪ Rock, rock

I can't let him down.

- ♪ Rock and roll all night long ♪

- All right. Gilliam, she's all yours.

Ha! Nice skid marks.

What the hell, Cynthia?

- Don't flip your lid. It was just a goof.

I'm sure Olivia's seen worse undies, right?

- Why can't you act like a normal girl?

♪ Rock my baby

- ♪ All she wants to do is rock ♪

♪ Rock my baby

- ♪ All she wants to do is rock ♪

- ♪ She wants to rock with the clock ♪

♪ But she don't know when to stop ♪

This party's a nap.

Let's split.

- You coming? - I'm going to wait for Jane.

- ♪ All she wants to do is rock ♪

♪ All she wants to do is rock ♪

Oh!

Thank God it's over.

- Listen, let's just keep running our campaigns,

and may the best man win.

That's... that's fair, right?

- No. No, it's... it's not fair.

It's already an uphill battle because I'm a girl.

And now everyone thinks I'm a deviant too.

I'm sorry,

but your future isn't more important than mine.

- You're not going to show people that letter.

- You're not that kind of person.

- I don't think you know me at all.

Jane, wait.

- Jane... - I have something to say.

Oh, save it.

We already know what you two did.

I heard moans coming from the closet.

Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

The lovebirds return.

Give us the dirty details, Wally.

Get her panties off this time?

Who's got my time?

Nine minutes and 16 seconds.

♪ That this is infatuation

♪ Thrills that are gone

♪ Become memories

♪ Remember

♪ I thrill you

♪ You can't deny

I need some air.

Hey, hey.

Did you do it?

Did you expose that lying bastard?

- I couldn't. - Why not?

He just has to go down.

Well, that's just it.

It wouldn't be him who goes down.

It'd be Susan.

- He cheats on a test, he's cool.

He smokes reefer, he's cool.

He goes all the way with Susan,

he's cool.

And she's a slut.

- Just like people said about us.

I don't understand girls.

What?

- If Buddy did to me what he did to you,

he'd be home crying to his mommy right now

with a fat lip.

I should probably get home

before my mom finds out I snuck out.

But it's barely 11:00.

- Yeah, let's make like a tree and leave.

I don't want to see Gil's rat face either.

You know, I was excited about coming to this party tonight

because I thought we would all have fun,

but instead, all any of you have done all night

is obsess over stupid boys.

Don't look at me.

- Here's looking right at ya, kid!

You spent the whole night

obsessed with impressing the T-Birds... boys.

- Yeah, because none of you laugh at any of my jokes,

and I'm hilarious.

But I guess I'm too girl to be one of the boys

and too boy to be one of the girls.

I give up. I'm out of here.

Cynthia, wait.

Nancy, do you think maybe

you're just a little upset because of spin the bottle?

- Why would spin the bottle upset me?

- Because you've never kissed a boy before.

Are you kidding?

I've kissed every boy at this party.

- Huh? - What?

What?

Back in junior high,

we had these parties all the time.

Edith and Ellen and I went to dozens.

All those Soc guys were there.

Kissing is fine.

It's a lark.

But the best part was creating a brutal rating system

with your friends afterwards.

So... you kissed Buddy?

Like 15 times.

Solid B... minus.

Just being honest.

Now everyone takes boys so seriously.

Just imagine

how fun this party would be if we could go backwards,

do it all without boys.

- ♪ Imagine - ♪ Imagine, imagine

- ♪ Imagine - ♪ Imagine, imagine

♪ A world without boys

- ♪ No more obsessing in the mirror ♪

♪ No more covering up ourselves ♪

all: Oh!

♪ Where we're more than just exterior ♪

♪ Our intuition is our world

♪ No more picking at our plates ♪

♪ Have your cake and eat it too ♪

♪ We're the entr e, not the crudit ♪

♪ Boys only keep you from your you ♪

- ♪ Imagine - ♪ Imagine, imagine

- ♪ Not having to lower your voice ♪

- ♪ Imagine - ♪ Imagine, imagine

- ♪ Forgetting your posture and poise ♪

- ♪ Imagine - ♪ Imagine, imagine

- ♪ Being more than just trophies and toys ♪

- ♪ Imagine - ♪ Imagine, imagine

♪ A world without boys

- ♪ No boys around to sneak a feel ♪

♪ No competition for their eyes ♪

- ♪ We could focus on what's real ♪

♪ Share our ambition undisguised ♪

♪ No more kamikaze hands

♪ No more uninvited dances

♪ No more pressures to romance ♪

♪ No excuses for the manses

- ♪ No more faking stupid laughs ♪

- ♪ No more holding sweaty hands ♪

- ♪ Boys only keep you from your you ♪

- ♪ Imagine - ♪ Imagine, imagine

♪ Not having to lower your voice ♪

- ♪ Imagine - ♪ Imagine, imagine

- ♪ Forgetting your posture and poise ♪

♪ Imagine, imagine, imagine

♪ A world where all girls are your friends ♪

♪ Imagine, imagine, imagine

♪ No fighting over attention [all screaming]

♪ Imagine, imagine, imagine

♪ Forgetting your posture and poise ♪

♪ Imagine, imagine, imagine

♪ A world without boys

♪ Wish it could happen

♪ For now, imagine, just imagine ♪

♪ A world without boys

♪ A world without boys

♪ Mmm

♪ Just imagine, imagine

Yeah, sounds nice.

- Hey. Come look at this.

- Be real quick about it. - Oh, yeah.

- Come on, keep going, keep going.

- This is really low, even for those bottom feeders.

Boys will be boys.

- Maybe we can't prove that Buddy's not a good guy,

but we can do something about these jerks right now.

What do you have in mind?

- You had a pretty good idea earlier.

- ♪ You always bragging 'bout the things you're gonna do ♪

- Uh, didn't Dot say we're not allowed in her dad's study?

- What's the matter? Scared of breaking the rules?

Me?

Fat chance.

♪ Let's see you get a hit

♪ It's your turn at bat

♪ Well

- If any of you want to leave, do it now.

Things are about to get wild.

- Guess the rumors about her are true.

What's with all the secrecy?

- ♪ You know you're just talking ♪

♪ I don't believe a word you say ♪

♪ I heard you telling the people upstairs ♪

Okay.

- ♪ You were going out hunting bears ♪

♪ Without a knife, without a gun ♪

- Who wants to put some hair on their chest?

You all drink liquor?

And then some.

I have to warn you, though.

It isn't for the faint of heart.

We like it,

but not many people can handle this kind of heat.

- And, uh, what do we get if we do it?

- Well, you'll just have to wait and see.

- [chuckles] - ♪ Do it, do it

♪ You know you're just talking ♪

♪ I don't believe a word you say ♪

Ooh. It burns.

Tastes like an ashtray.

You can handle it, right?

Yeah. Yeah.

Whoo!

Whoo!

Another round, boys.

- They fell for it? - Hook, line, and sinker.

Oh!

- And I filled it all the way to the top.

What?

I was a Girl Scout.

- You're something special. You know that?

Open the door.

- Hey. Let us out of here. What's the big idea?

- The idea is that you spiked the punch with alcohol.

- So we spiked your alcohol with castor oil.

What?

Don't worry.

It is a safe and effective dose.

It's no big deal!

- Just something to loosen you up.

- Let us out of here! This isn't funny!

You're right.

It's not funny to put something in somebody's drink

that makes them feel out of control of their body.

- Thank God you snooped in those medicine cabinets.

Dot's mom has a lot of pills.

Let us out, you pinko tramps!

Do you know who my dad is?

Excellent work, pinko tramps!

- The Pinko Tramps. Now that is a jacket.

Why not?

Everyone already thinks we're such bad girls.

We're not girls, we're ladies.

The Pink Ladies.

Fine.

I'll consider it on a trial basis.

- So Jane, you think a Pink Lady can become president?

- I've spent so much time just trying to prove

that I'm the good guy and Buddy is the bad guy,

but I'm realizing that maybe sometimes,

you got to be bad to do good.

- That is not a bad campaign slogan

for the leader of a girl gang.

- Anyone know for stopping by the school?

Let's go.

- ♪ School bells, school bells, ring for me ♪

- I've decided that I have too much to do

without having to keep an eye on you girls

every day after school, so no more detention.

You are all still being punished.

Since you showed such a flair for the theatrics yesterday,

you're going to join the thespians

so you can learn how to act like a lady.

No way.

Those kids have their heads so far up their own asses,

I'm surprised they can walk straight.

- Olivia, you seem to enjoy filing,

so I'm making you my office assistant.

You can start with those.

Jane, I got reports of you roaming the halls yesterday,

so I figured I'd better give you this to do it in.

A hall monitor?

But everybody in school hates them.

Good luck courting votes

while you're writing tardy slips.

And you.

Well, I ran out of jobs,

so you will help me out with whatever I need

whenever I need it.

- Can we start with a wardrobe makeover?

You're dismissed.

- What you got in there? A dead body?

No.

Even better.

- Hey, you don't have to do that.

- I'm sorry. They ruined your poster.

- I'm the one who should be sorry.

I... I heard about what happened with the punch.

- You must think I'm a total floozy.

Those guys are jerks.

Not all guys suck.

You're one of the good ones.

Susan...

I'm not looking for a girlfriend right now,

but...

I do need a campaign manager.

Hey!

Hey, dig that!

Yeah, and you know what?