Original subtitles

- Today's our lucky day, gentlemen.

We're ditching school and going to Volcano Island.

- I've always wanted to go there.

[rock music]

[cheering]

- You're the one that lost all our money.

♪

- I think I'm in love.

- "I lied about us going all the way.

But I have with Susan."

- [gasps] - [retches]

- Did you expose that lying bastard?

- It wouldn't be him who goes down.

- It would be Susan.

- I'm sorry... - [screams]

- For almost killing us.

You actually are a good person.

- You've made it very clear

that you want Beige Barb, not me.

I've decided that I'm not gonna be

second place either.

- If you want to ask Olivia out,

you should do it. [tires screech]

- A lot of guys want you, girl.

♪

- One day it's time. Curtain goes up,

you pour your heart out, it goes by far too fast,

and then boom.

- Hey, do you know where I can buy a ticket to the play?

- Yes, you coming to see Buddy? - Not really.

- ♪ I'm finding my flight ♪

- Congratulations to Buddy Aldridge.

- I have to face it. I lost. [gavel bangs]

Maybe we can get Johnny Vavoom to DJ.

- The PTA has to approve...

Announcer: Johnny Vavoom will be spinning discs

at the Rydell High dance.

- [screams] - Way to go, Buddy.

- You changed the results?

- I just did what as best for the school.

- I'd rather feel everything with you

than nothing with someone else.

I hope you'll let me take you to the dance.

- Gotta go talk to Jane. - No, Buddy.

You're just gonna upset her.

- I wanted to tell you...

I wanted to tell you that Johnny Vavoom is gonna DJ.

- Sounds like you've got two offers.

♪

[beeping]

- Tonight, Channel 8 brings you a special report

on a growing problem of national importance.

A problem that any adult with two eyes

and a moral compass has noticed...

The American teenager is changing.

[dramatic music]

Their hair is bigger,

their morals looser...

and their future's dimmer.

♪

[lighter clicks]

- [inhales, giggles]

[laughing]

[chaotic rock music]

♪

- Here at our very own Rydell High,

students are planning a controversial

rock and roll dance.

- Rock and Roll has no place at Rydell.

Get out of here! - [chuckles]

- [sighs] This is serious. It's the news!

[sighs]

Can we go again?

- But what do the kids think?

- We think rock and roll

is gonna bring Rydell together.

- Change is good.

- Check this out. Come here.

[chuckles, vocalizes]

- Mr. Class President, do you have an comment on...

- Sorry, I don't want to be interviewed.

- Is change good for Rydell?

Or, like rock and roll music,

is it too much, too fast?

[upbeat rock music]

♪

- No! Black tie is tradition!

- So? Human sacrifice used to be tradition.

People let that one go.

- Unfortunately.

[indistinct chatter]

- What are you all doing here anyway?

You lost the election.

- All students can join the dance committee.

Check the bylaws. - We're here to make sure

that the dance is fun for everyone.

No clubs, no dress code, no expensive tickets.

- Where's Buddy? - He'll side with us.

- No, he won't.

He's the one that got Johnny Vavoom.

He's on our side.

- If he's not here, that means Susan's in charge.

- I agree with the Pink Ladies.

- What? - Excuse me?

- Their dance sounds fun.

And it is what everybody wants. Even Buddy.

- Susan?

- There's a problem, though.

You have to get the dance approved

by Nicholson, the boosters, and the PTA.

And they'll never approve it

if it's coming from a girl gang.

♪

So you should let me present it.

- [scoffs] - Yeah, right.

- You're nuts. - I speak parent.

- [scoffs]

♪

We can't trust Susan. She's Susan.

- But what if she's changing?

I mean, we talked during Driver's Ed

and she seemed to be rethinking a lot of things.

- Do you know the story about the scorpion

and the frog? - Ah, yes. From the Bible.

- Mm, it's not from the Bible.

Is it? - I don't know.

We're Buddhists. And I don't read.

- A scorpion meets a frog at the edge of the river

and asks for a ride across.

The frog says, "No way. You'll sting me."

The scorpion promises not to. So the frog agrees.

But then, halfway across the river,

the scorpion stings the frog and they both drown.

- Dark. You should put that in the Bible.

- The moral is

is that you can't change your nature.

It's in the scorpion's nature to sting others

just like it's in Susan's.

- I really like that story. - Whoa!

- And I'm sad that you didn't tell me... okay.

♪

- [sighs]

I know it's hard to trust Susan,

but she's got a point about the PTA.

- That's fair. I don't do great with parents, teachers,

or associations. - [sighs]

It's a deal with the devil,

but, counterpoint, the devil gets a lot done.

He's in the Bible, right?

- [sighs] Guess it makes sense.

- Can y'all move your asses? I cannot get another tardy.

Hey, come on, Richie, we're gonna be late.

- [grunts]

Hey, what gives here, Facciano?

I'd like to keep my arms in their sockets.

- Buddy and Richie both asked me to the dance.

And they both swore they changed.

And I don't know who to go with.

It's eatin' me up. - Ah, complaining

about your multiple love interests.

So relatable. - Yeah.

We're the ones who should be complaining.

None of us has a date, let alone two.

- Since when do you care about dates?

- It's just the principle.

- You should let them drag race for you.

Then at least it'd be entertaining

for the rest of us. - [chuckles]

- What do you think I should do?

- [sighs] Well, Buddy's a rat.

And Richie's my brother

which is awkward on a few levels, so...

Is there a third option?

♪

[bell rings]

[jukebox whirring]

[The Keynotes' "Bye Bye Baby"]

- I've decided to go to the dance with...

- ♪ Bye bye baby

- The Pink Ladies.

- Oh.

- It just makes sense since we've been working

so hard to get this dance together, and...

it's totally okay

if you want to ask someone else.

I didn't mean... - It's cool.

Catch you later.

- ♪ Bye bye, baby, I don't want you no more ♪

♪ Yeah, bye bye, baby, I don't want you no more ♪

♪ Well, you done me wrong

♪ Now you know what's for

♪ Well, I said bye, bye

- Olivia.

I've been thinking... - Don't hurt yourself.

- I'm a sweet cat. You're a cool kitten.

Maybe we could pair up over a milkshake Saturday

and head over to the dance after?

Unless you want to skip the milkshake

and go right to the cherry. - Bye, Gil.

- Oh, come on, Olivia. What gives?

Are you really never gonna give me the time of day?

- It's half past never. Got a nickel?

- Nickel.

A nickel.

- Hey up there, Juliet.

Don't suppose you're too famous

to go to a high school dance?

- Pfff.

Oh, you were asking me.

- I was. Didn't go great.

- [chuckles]

I'm sorry. But I'm not technically allowed to date.

- Oh. - It's probably for the best.

I don't have much fun at dances.

Science nerd, remember?

- Okay, well, how about this?

You go to the dance. And I go to the dance.

- Wally... - But it's not a date.

It's an experiment to see if you can have fun.

♪

- Okay.

- It's just, I've been thinking about it all

and I had this idea to go with The Pink Ladies.

- Okay. Thanks for letting me know.

- Hey. Are you all right?

Why weren't you at student council?

- Uh, I overslept.

But don't worry, I'll make sure this dance

is everything you want it to be.

♪

- ♪ Yeah, so long, pretty baby ♪

♪ Yes, I assist the law

♪ My good, wild, pretty baby

- Come on, Olivia.

We'd be good together.

No girl can fire back at me like you do.

I think you're funny as hell and smart as hell.

And, yeah, you're a knockout, I mean...

But you're more than that.

And I'm more than these dumbass lines

that I give you.

I just talk that way because I'm terrified

that if I tell you how crazy I am about you

and you turn me down, that'd be it.

["Jump Little Children Jump"]

♪

- 7:00.

- Huh?

- Giving you the time of day

to meet me for the dance.

♪

- ♪ Mom and papa leave home, all the kids get glad ♪

- I love nickels.

- ♪ We gonna jump, little children, jump, jump ♪

- Hello! You gonna order something

or just stare off in space?

- Jeez, what crawled up your craw?

- I can't take this anymore.

- ♪ Jump, jump, jump

- [grumbles]

- ♪ Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump ♪

♪ Let's jump, jump, jump, jump, jump ♪

♪ Let's jump, jump, jump, jump, jump ♪

- I have cancer.

- What? - Mm-hmm.

- How long do you have?

- Oh, no. It's not cancercancer.

It's worse.

[dramatic music]

It's inside of me.

Growing, spreading...

I have a crush.

- Oh. On who?

[upbeat country music]

♪

- Potato?

- ♪ There's a sickness bubbling up ♪

♪ I need a cure, prescribe a drug ♪

♪ Cut it out before it's love

♪ Oh, oh, oh

♪ My brilliance turned to dust ♪

♪ Fever chills each time we touch ♪

♪ The big "C," oh, here it comes ♪

♪ A crush

♪

- ♪ I can't control

♪ The overflow emotions

♪ Rolling like a stone

♪ My fantasies play hide and seek ♪

♪ I got a crush, it's crushing me ♪

- ♪ It's crushing me - ♪ I got a crush

- ♪ Oh, what the what - ♪ It's just too much

- ♪ Oh, what the what - ♪ And honestly

- ♪ Yeah, honestly

- ♪ It's crushing me - ♪ It's crushing me

♪ Pedestrian and unprepared

♪ For human hormones in the air ♪

♪ And carnal feelings everywhere ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh

- ♪ I've gotta finally deal with this ♪

♪ Walk right up and just use my lips ♪

♪ It's all too much, weak in the knees ♪

♪ I got a crush, it's crushing me ♪

- ♪ It's crushing me - ♪ I got a crush

- ♪ Oh, what the what - ♪ It's just too much

- ♪ Oh, what the what

- ♪ And honestly - ♪ Yeah, honestly

- ♪ It's crushing me - ♪ It's crushing me

[panting]

- Mm.

[both grunt] - [groans]

- Irving! - Aw.

- [gulps]

- ♪ We gonna jump, little children, jump, jump ♪

- I'm gonna take care of this right now.

- ♪ Now you pay no attention to that brand-new rug ♪

♪ Come on, baby, let's talk about ♪

- Do you want to go to the dance with me or what?

- Yeah. I-I'd love to.

- You keep love out of this.

See you Saturday.

Don't wear that.

- [whimpers]

- [moans, sniffles]

♪

- I know we're not the most traditional match,

but you can't deny we've got a connection.

Who cares what people think anyway.

So will you go to the dance with me?

- Sure.

♪

- [clears throat]

- Good news, girls.

I turned Buddy and Richie down.

Now we can all go to the dance together.

♪

- You should have filled us in on your plan.

I just got a date.

- Me too. - Also booked.

- In the last five minutes?

- Mm-hmm. - I thought you hated boys.

- People change, Jane.

Catch up.

♪

[lighter clicking]

- [crying]

[lighter snaps]

[whimpering]

- Hey. - [sniffles]

- You okay?

- No.

The person that I like is going to the dance

with someone else.

- I know how that one hits.

- All my friends always get dates.

I never do.

It's humiliating.

[sighs]

- Well, hey,

since we're the last two losers on the shelf...

♪

- Good evening.

I am here today to discuss the fall dance

and the two biggest threats to Rydell...

Juvenile delinquency and rock and roll.

- What the hell is she doing?

- Just give her a chance.

- Why not kill two birds with one stone?

Our dance, held in this very gym,

will be free for students to attend.

That means Rydell High's JDs

who might otherwise be prowling the streets

causing trouble will be in our very own gym

under the Rydell Code of Conduct

and massive adult supervision.

- You have to admit,

it's kind of a brilliant strategy.

- And I have invited Channel 8 news.

They will come hoping for a juicy story

about rock and roll mayhem, but what they will find

is a bunch of well-behaved kids having good, clean fun

under excellent leadership.

- I like it. - Me too.

- Oh, just a moment.

The PTA has some concerns about this dance.

[sighs] Now, we have all read the articles.

Rock and roll leads to drinking and drugs and...

I-N-T-E-R-C-O-U-R-S-E.

S-E-X. [all gasp]

- Mother, what are you doing?

- Yeah, Miss McGee usually handles

these sort of meetings,

but she's on vacation. Ooh, la, la.

- Oh, I thought she was at a family funeral.

- Same result. She's not here.

- Well, the boosters still need to vote.

Dick? I know you'll be on our side.

- Look, I was.

But this dance is important to my boy

and I promised him I would support it.

He'll keep a leash on these kids.

That's why they made him president after all.

- Okay. That's it.

Principal says the kids can have rock and roll.

- [giggles] - But the PTA will chaperone.

And don't let anyone do anything you have to spell.

[chuckles] Good job, honey.

- Thanks. - All right.

Gentlemen, shall we?

- Yeah. - [giggles]

♪

- That's interesting.

- I know! I am so impressed.

- That Susan's gotten quite bold, hasn't she?

[indistinct chatter]

[excited music]

♪

- Oh. Hi, Polly. - Hi, Lucille. [giggles]

- You sound like a chipmunk.

[balloons squeaking]

♪

- Okay, take this down.

The dance has to be the same for everyone.

- [stomps] Ugh.

♪

Look at you!

- Do you like it? - Yeah, look at this.

- Jenny! - Girls!

- Why does she keep waving?

Enough with the waving.

- I think she's trying to be nice.

I don't think it comes naturally.

- Tell me the truth. How do I look?

- [gasps] Wow.

- You have outdone yourself with yourself.

- Thanks.

I had to throw this together super last minute

because I have been so distracted

by this stupid crush.

I hope he can resist me.

- Mm-hmm. - I hope so too.

- Hey!

♪

One of you dames has to help me.

This thing is broken.

- It works better if you don't put it

on your eyebrows.

- Can we skip the commentary?

- You girls go, I'm gonna finish setting up.

- Mm. Come on. You don't even need it.

Come on.

- Can you just help... - Did you eat some?

- Not on purpose. - Can I help?

- I've got it.

I've gotta grab confetti from the newspaper room.

Try not to mess anything up while I'm gone.

♪

If this is about me not showing up at your office,

I've decided that I don't want to be

the other woman, okay?

- I broke things off with Barb.

Last night.

Over five very long hours that included

several phone calls to her mother.

- Why are you telling me this?

- When you didn't show up the other night,

I realized what I wanted.

[sighs] And it wasn't Beige Barb.

♪

- No. [sighs]

I can't trust you.

- Yes, you can.

I've changed. I swear.

Come to my house tonight after the dance.

We'll talk.

- I can't. I have a date.

[footsteps]

- I came to help with the confetti.

- Here.

[upbeat music]

♪

[indistinct chatter]

♪

- There you are.

You can go right on in.

♪

- I'm overdressed. I knew it.

My mom made me wear this.

- See, if this were a date,

I'd tell you you look beautiful right now.

But it's not so I can't.

- There's so many people.

- That's what makes it fun. [chuckles]

- You probably like parades, too.

- Who doesn't like parades?

Oh, no. - Wally...

I just wanted to tell you both

I give you my total blessing.

This makes a lot more sense anyway.

- You make such a cute couple.

You should get married.

Both: Aw. [both giggle]

♪

- [clears throat]

Now, when you're on camera,

you tell them who you are

and that you're the president.

Eh?

Doesn't hurt to have the Aldridge name out there

right before I announce my campaign.

- Okay.

- Hey.

Where's your arm candy?

- Jane turned me down.

- Aw, buddy.

Well, you can't say I didn't warn you

not to tell her about all that election business.

Oh, ho, ho. There's the camera crew.

- I didn't tell her.

I-I couldn't.

- Probably for the best.

Nicholson is never going to admit

that we threw out Jane's votes.

- I-I know. But shouldn't I...

- It'd just upset everyone involved.

Come on. Get yourself together.

[chuckles] You look terrible.

- [sighs]

[soft dramatic music]

♪

[indistinct chatter]

[upbeat music]

♪

- [whistles] Oh, boys...

[together] Ta-da!

♪

- You look different.

- Gee. Thanks.

Give me that.

- Well?

What do you think?

- Cut, color, proportion...

You didn't nail a single one.

And yet somehow I can't look away.

- [chuckles]

- Wow.

This is stunning.

- Hi, um, Olivi... - I'm sorry I'm late.

I was just finishing setting up.

Oh. You look very handsome.

- You too.

I mean, beautiful, not, uh... [chuckles] I...

Uh, sorry.

I'm just trying to repress my impulse

to act like a cartoon wolf right now.

I... uh...

How am I doing?

- Good. [chuckles]

Thank you.

- [sighs]

- Hey. - Hey, there.

Guess we're both flying solo.

- Oh, well, actually...

[boys whistling]

♪

- Hey. - Hey there, stud.

All right, cowboy, let's rock this rodeo.

♪

You snooze, you lose, Facciano.

♪

- Mmm.

- Ow, ow, ow, ow. These big sausage fingers

just get in the way. - Oh.

Let me see...

Oh, I'm sorry, kids,

but we won't be able to host any of you this evening.

- What? Why?

- We've made some recent changes

to the Code of Conduct. - How recent?

We were just in there setting up.

- Well, the new Code of Conduct,

approved by the PTA earlier today,

states that dances are a privilege.

And those with permanent marks on their records

may not attend school functions.

- How convenient.

- [sighs] - Mm.

- Let me through. Hey, okay.

I don't care about the rest of these people,

but you have to let Richie in, Mrs. St. Clair.

I am on a date, capiche?

- Sorry, Dorothy, but rules are rules.

- This isn't fair.

This whole thing was our idea.

This is our dance.

- Not anymore.

Let's go.

- [sighs] Come on.

- Where are they going?

- Home.

- What? Why?

Mom...

But, Mom, it's not that... - I'm sorry.

But we can't let these delinquents

take over the school

corrupting everyone with this rock and roll.

- Mom, it is just music.

You will see when Johnny Vavoom gets here.

- Oh, he was here. Hours ago. I sent him home.

- What?

- Well, he didn't meet the dress code requirements.

[chuckles] The chest hair alone...

- Buddy promised everyone

that this dance would actually be fun

and you are ruining everything.

- Did you ever think that I have to act like this

because I know all too well

how easily corruptible my own daughter is?

- You said we'd never talk about that again.

- Well, it's not like I want to.

But with how you're acting lately,

maybe you need to be reminded

that fun has consequences.

And we are all out of favors with Dr. Winston.

- Mom. - Oh, I still think

that Buddy Aldridge had a right to know.

[emotional music]

♪

Go back to the dance, Susan.

♪

- We spent hours decorating that gym.

- Night's young. We could go to the drive-in.

- I think I'm just gonna go home.

- It's flipped.

You girls made this dance happen.

- So let's make it happen somewhere else.

- Where? Got a spare school gym handy?

- We don't need a gym.

What about the Frosty Palace?

- Can't.

My parents always shut down on dance nights

because it's so slow.

There's no one there.

♪

[gasps] Oh, right. Party at Frosty's.

- Party at Frosty's! [chuckles]

- Hmm. Shall we?

My dear.

- All right, everybody, let's go.

- Come on. I know a way in. - [chuckles]

- We just need a crowbar.

[mellow lounge music]

♪

- Oh.

♪

- Hey, Susan, what gives?

This music's the pits.

- Yeah. Where's Johnny Vavoom?

I want him to sign my brassiere.

- I don't know.

- We could try to dance. - I'm okay.

Read any good books lately?

- I'm not much of a reader.

- Hey there. I...

Mmm. - Hey!

- I just wanted to let all you at home know

that this shindig... [punch glass clatters]

Is swell.

And you should definitely play this music

at your next funeral.

I'm Buddy Aldridge, big-time president,

and my dad is running for mayor soon.

Shh.

- What the hell was that?

- [chuckles] - Oh, your breath. Christ.

Okay, I'm taking you home.

- No. No. - Hey.

A- No. [chuckles]

♪

[sly upbeat music]

♪

- [whispering] Maria, dance is moving to Frosty's.

Pass it on. - Got it.

- Dance is moving to Frosty's. - Let's go.

- It's at the Frosty Palace. - Huh?

- The dance is dead. Going to Frosty's.

♪

- Everybody's going to Frosty's. Let's go.

- Dance is moving to Frosty's.

- I've got decorations.

- It's going to Frosty's. - It's not gonna fit.

- Just shove it through.

♪

- Going to Frosty's. - Yeah, grab the balloons.

- Come dance. - Could be fun?

- Then we have to go.

In the name of science. [chuckles]

- Dance at the Frosty Palace. Pass it on.

♪

- Psst, hey.

Get your things. The party is moving.

And I need Johnny's phone number.

- You got it.

[upbeat jazz music]

♪

- Please stop moving. Oh, stop.

Those are ours. Stop.

Leave those... Put those all back!

Put those back! [gasps]

Dana... Oh, that is school property!

Hey! Leave those alone!

[gasps] - Will you hold that for me?

Thank you. - You are not permitted here.

- We were just leaving.

♪

- ♪ We're doing crazy things

♪ Oh!

- Oh, stop filming. Stop filming!

[door creaks]

- Don't break anything.

And nobody ask me to make them a milkshake

because I'm off the clock.

- Don't worry. We stopped by my house

and I have all the refreshments we need.

[bottles clink] - Whoa-ho-ho-ho.

Oh, ho. - Whoa, Nelly.

- Where'd you get all that scotch?

- Raided my dad's liquor cabinet.

Sorry they're all 50 years old.

Couldn't find any newer ones.

- Let's get this party started!

[jukebox clicks]

["Bop Cat Stomp" plays]

[liquid pouring]

♪

- Congrats on snagging the hottest girl in school.

- Yeah, but I still got my eye on someone else.

Only thing is, she turned me down cold.

♪

- [laughs]

- You can come closer.

- I warned you. - [chuckles]

- Don't laugh. - I'm not. I like it.

Here, I'll do it, too. [both chuckle]

♪

- Hey, Cyn? Hey. Can we talk?

- No. I'm busy.

I'm dancing with my boyfriend.

- Good for you.

But just so you know, you can't pull that off.

♪

- Whoa, hey.

What's gotten into you?

- You.

I can't-can't resist you.

[stove ignition clicking]

- Whoa.

I don't want to start a fire.

Too late, hot stuff.

[shelves rattle]

- Hey. You don't have to do that.

- If you were a real man you'd like it.

[breathes heavily]

[emotional music]

♪

- ♪ All night hang around here ♪

[upbeat music]

- We did it. [chuckles]

It's the party we always wanted.

- Welcome to the dance-planning committee.

- [chuckles] Hey, don't get any ideas.

- I've got a few ideas.

- I'm gonna be straight with you.

We've had a lot of fun together,

but as you've probably noticed,

I'm getting interest from other people

and I don't want to feel caged, you know?

- Breaking my heart, kid.

But I get it. Fly free.

- One more for the road.

♪

- Now that you don't have a date...

- What about Buddy?

- What about him?

- Hey, kids, this is where the party's at!

- It's Johnny Vavoom from the radio!

[both scream] - Johnny Vavoom!

♪

- Blow, baby, blow!

♪

- Whoo!

♪

Go, go, go, go!

♪

- ♪ You said you didn't know

♪ You said it was the dog

♪ I knew it wasn't that

- Hey! - Hey, now!

- Whoa! - Watch it.

- You watch it, bum!

- Wrong person. - Stop!

[indistinct chatter]

- This is getting kind of scary.

♪

- Should we go?

- I was actually just starting to have fun... oh!

I'll be right back.

Excuse me.

- ♪ Said it was the cat

- You've gotta get some of these people out of here.

- If I may, I don't think you have a capacity problem.

I think you have a personal radius problem.

People need to dance smaller.

- How do you dance smaller?

- Show them how you dance, Hazel. [chuckles]

- I-I'd really rather not. [chuckles]

- Hazel, you're a lifesaver.

♪ You don't have to try

♪ You're already like

♪ The life of the party

♪ Your moves they don't lie

♪ You're hot like July

- ♪ No, don't even look at me

- ♪ You say you don't dance

♪ But jiving your hands

♪ It's the new coolest thing

♪ When we groove together

♪ It's way more than better

♪ Than any school dance swing

[together] ♪ Rocking, rolling

♪ We all come, we all come, come alive ♪

♪ The hand jive

- ♪ We don't need to fight

♪ We're high on life

♪ We're dancing our blues away ♪

- ♪ No one to decide

♪ If we're wrong or right

♪ We'll be our own protégés

- ♪ So baby let's dance focus on those hands ♪

♪ Like it's high holy day

- ♪ When we groove together

♪ It's way more than better

♪ Than any school dance swing

[together] ♪ Rocking, rolling

♪ We all come, we all come, come alive ♪

♪ The hand jive

♪ Knee cap, give a slap, record scratch ♪

♪ Churn that butter, go home to your mother ♪

♪ Knee cap, give a slap, record scratch ♪

♪ Churn that butter, go home to your mother ♪

♪ Knee cap, give a slap, record scratch ♪

♪ Churn that butter, go home to your mother ♪

♪ Knee cap, give a slap, record scratch ♪

♪ Churn that butter, go home to your mother ♪

♪ Rocking, rolling

♪ We all come, we all come, come alive ♪

♪ The hand jive

- Come on!

♪ Closer, closer, baby

♪ Don't be shy

♪ Till my heartbeat and your heartbeat collide ♪

♪ Closer, closer, baby

♪ Don't be shy

♪ Don't leave no space for the Holy Ghost tonight ♪

♪

♪ Hand jive

- It's like he has me under a spell.

- Well, you know, there's only one way to break a spell

in a fairy tale. [giggles]

♪

[together] ♪ Rocking, rolling

♪ We all come, we all come, come alive ♪

♪ The hand jive

♪ Knee cap, give a slap, record scratch ♪

♪ Churn that butter, go home to your mother ♪

♪ Knee cap, give a slap, record scratch ♪

♪ Churn that butter, go home to your mother ♪

♪ Knee cap, give a slap, record scratch ♪

♪ Churn that butter, go home to your mother ♪

♪ Knee cap, give a slap, record scratch ♪

♪ Churn that butter, go home to your mother ♪

♪ Rocking, rolling, we're all right ♪

♪ Rocking, rolling, dance all night ♪

♪ Rocking, rolling

♪ We all come, we all come, come alive ♪

♪ The hand jive

[all gasp]

- Aah.

[both chuckling]

- That was fun.

- Any chance I could get that nickel back?

[tender music]

- Look, even Susan's here.

- Oh, hell no.

[indistinct chatter]

- Hi, have you see... never mind.

- Hey.

You didn't let us into your party,

you can't come to ours.

- I know that's what it looked like,

but I-I-I really... I really tried to get you in.

- Like we're gonna believe that.

- Olivia, wait. Hear her out.

- Are you forgetting that this is the same girl

that tried to get my brother beat up?

The girl who threw an entire party

to make sure you weren't elected?

The girl who humiliated you at the pep rally?

She's a scorpion, Jane.

- Yeah, well, at least I'm not a home-wrecker.

[all gasp] - Oh, ho, ho.

- That's right.

I saw you with Mr. Daniels.

- No. No, that was last year.

- That means it's true. [bottles clink]

- It was last year. And today.

I saw you two kissing in his classroom

right before the dance.

- What?

- Everybody calm down.

I have more booze. That'll help.

[together] Stay out of it, Dot.

- Why don't we all go somewhere else.

- Yeah. Somewhere without an audience.

- Hey. Shh, shh, shh.

- You think you're so superior

up there on your high horse, Susan?

You tried to make everyone think

that Jane is easy

when you're the one who put out for Buddy Aldridge.

[all gasp] - Hey!

It is none of your business.

- Oh, that definitely means... [bottles clink]

- Just stop. - It's true.

- Olivia, what are you doing?

We said we weren't gonna tell anybody.

- Oh, you're on her side now?

- N-no. I...

I'm not on anyone's side.

- Well, good to see where you stand.

- I guess she won't be wearing white to the deb ball.

[laughter]

- Hey. Stop laughing at her.

- Or what?

- Ow!

[sobs]

- We shouldn't be here. - I was just thinking

the same thing.

- Hey, tranquilo. Let's just go.

- What, you're on her side, too?

You should know that she kissed Buddy

less than 24 hours after breaking up with you.

- [gasps] - She is fast.

- What... - Two guys in one day?

- It was after the election.

- [chuckles] You kissed her

after you stole the election from her?

- What?

- I came here to tell you.

I swear.

- [whimpers]

- My dad and Nicholson rigged the votes.

Jane... Jane, please, let me explain.

Jane, please... - Just leave her alone.

Out of my way.

[tense music]

- [all gasp] - Richie!

Richie, watch out!

- Aah! Again?

[squealing]

[screams] [glass fractures]

[siren blares]

- It's the cops. We gotta go!

- Buddy! - Let's move.

- Richie, stop! - [grunting]

- I was never here.

[indistinct chatter]

[both grunting]

[jazz music]

♪

- Break it up! - Richie!

- Stop. They've already got him.

♪

[sirens wailing]

- And that's Hydra,

which takes up more than 3% of the sky.

That sounds small, but the sky is very big.

- So how'd you get so into all that up there?

- To get away from everything down here, I guess.

Do you think it's strange how happy people seem

to see us together?

Like we belong?

'Cause we're actually very different.

- In some ways we're not.

- Well, yeah.

- No, I mean, I don't look at the stars,

but I do my own thing to get away from it all.

I surf.

- You surf? In the ocean?

- That's usually where people do it.

[chuckles]

I get a lot of looks,

but once you're far enough out,

you can't even see them.

[Doo Wop singers vocalizing]

♪

♪ Land isn't bad, oh

- ♪ With waves smooth as glass ♪

♪ Perceptions collapse

♪ It's me as I am

♪ Sailing with truth, ooh

♪ The moon's on your side

♪ Changing the tides

♪ Of the waves I ride

♪ Come see the view

♪ Ooh

♪ Whenever you're feeling too lonely ♪

♪ The galaxy got ya

♪ Whenever my feelings get too deep ♪

♪ Yeah, I hit the water

♪ But maybe together we could try the middle ♪

♪ And see what the ground has to offer ♪

♪ With you the land don't look so bad ♪

- ♪ Land isn't bad, oh

- ♪ Your sea legs they shake

♪ You dance like you'll break

♪ You're charming that way

♪ Don't change a thing

♪ Mm

♪ Whenever you're feeling too lonely ♪

♪ The galaxy got ya - ♪ Got ya

- ♪ Whenever my feelings get too deep ♪

♪ Yeah, I hit the water - ♪ Water

- ♪ But maybe together we could try the middle ♪

♪ And see what the ground has to offer ♪

[together] ♪ With you the land don't look so bad ♪

- ♪ Land isn't bad, ohh

[together] ♪ Ooh, this world is way too complicated ♪

♪ To go through things alone that we go through ♪

♪ I'll be here for you if you're here too ♪

♪ Ooh

- ♪ Whenever you're feeling too lonely ♪

♪ The galaxy got ya - ♪ Got ya

- ♪ Whenever my feelings get too deep ♪

♪ Yeah, I hit the water - ♪ Water

- ♪ But maybe together we could try the middle ♪

[together] ♪ And see what the ground has to offer ♪

♪ With you, the land don't look so ♪

♪ With you, I don't feel alone ♪

♪ With you, the land don't look so bad ♪

- ♪ Land isn't bad, oh

[thunder rumbles]

- Okay. Thanks.

[sniffles] I'll go home and wait for you.

- What'd they say? - What's happening?

- Did your parents see him? Is he all right?

- No. He's not all right. He's in jail.

- Okay. I'll go to the police station with you.

- Are you crazy?

This is all your fault. - I don't think that's fair.

- Oh, will you please shut up about things being fair?

It's what got us here in the first place.

If you would just pick a side, pick a boy,

none of this would have happened.

- Hey, come on. Let's cool it.

- Pink Ladies have to stick together,

especially now.

- Yeah, well, maybe I'm done being a Pink Lady.

[Little Esther's "The Storm"]

- ♪ 40 days and nights it's been raining ♪

♪ Lordy, and I still can't see the light ♪

[thunder rumbles]

♪

♪ 40 days and nights it's been raining ♪

♪

♪ Lordy, and I still can't see the light ♪

♪

♪ They say the sun is shining ♪

♪

♪ But my day seems like night ♪

♪

♪ They tell me the skies are sunny ♪

♪

♪ But I see dark clouds above ♪

♪

♪ Fair weather seems so stormy ♪

♪ Lord, I've lost the one I loved ♪

♪

♪ They tell me the sun is shining ♪

♪

♪ But all I see is rain

♪