Love
Is a many splendoured thing
I'm going to Australia, I won't see you again.
Don't talk that way, Sandy.
But it's true.
I've had the best summer of my Iife. Now I have to go away. It isn't fair.
- Danny, don't spoil it. - Sandy, it's only making it better.
Danny, is this the end?
Of course not.
It's only the beginning.
This is the main brain, Vince Fontaine,
beginning your day the only way. Music, music.
Get out of bed, first day of school.
Don't be a slob, don't get a job, go back to class, you can pass.
To start the day off nice and fine, here's a new old favourite of mine.
I solve my problems and I see the light
We got a lovin' thing
We got to feed it right
There ain't no danger we can go too far
We start believin' now
That we can be who we are
Grease is the word
They think our love is just a growin' pain
Why don't they understand?
It's just a cryin' shame
Their lips are lying, only real is real
We stop the fight right now
We got to be what we feel
Grease is the word
Is the word, is the word that you've heard
It's got groove, it's got meaning
Grease is the time, is the place, is the motion
Grease is the way we are feelin'
We take the pressure and we throw away
Conventionality
Belongs to yesterday
There is a chance that we can make it so far
We start believin' now
That we can be who we are
Grease is the word
Is the word, is the word that you've heard
It's got groove, it's got meaning
Grease is the time, is the place, is the motion
Now grease is the way we are feelin'
This is a life of illusion
Wrapped up in troubles
Laced in confusion
What are we doing here?
We take the pressure and we throw away
Conventionality
Belongs to yesterday
There is a chance that we can make it so far
We start believin' now
That we can be who we are
Grease is the word
Is the word, is the word that you've heard
It's got groove, it's got meaning
Grease is the time, is the place, is the motion
Grease is the way we are feelin'
Grease is the word, is the word that you've heard
It's got groove, it's got meaning
Grease is the time, is the place, is the motion
Grease is the way we are feelin'
Grease is the word, is the word, is the word
- You don't eat this, you bury it. - That's a home-made Iunch.
Your old Iady drag her carcass out of bed for you?
- She does it first day of school. - Big deal.
- Kenickie. Over here. - Where you at?
We're right here.
- Where were you all summer? - Are you my mother?
- Just askin'. - Working. More than you can say.
- Working? - Yes, Iugging boxes at Bargain City.
- Nice job. - Eat me.
I'm saving up to get me some wheels.
- Wanna hear what I did? - No.
Hey, there's Danny.
You seen any new broads there?
Nah, same old chicks, everybody's made them.
So what'd you do all summer?
I was hanging around at the beach. You know.
It's tough with all those chicks hanging around you.
The only thing that hangs around you are the flies.
How was the action at the beach, man?
- It was flipping. - Yeah? Crazy?
I did meet this one chick. She was sorta cool.
You mean she puts out?
Come on, Sonny, is that all you think about?
Freakin' A.
Hey, guys, wait up.
- Do I Iook OK, Frenchy? - Sure, you Iook good.
- I'm really nervous. - You Iook terrific.
- So, this is Rydell? - Yep. You'II Iove it.
I Ioved the Iast school I was at. I wish I was there right now.
Still, I'm no stranger to heartbreak.
Why? You got psoriasis?
Well, here we are again.
- But this time we're seniors. - We're gonna rule the school.
Jan, that is so adolescent.
- We are adolescent. - We don't have to flaunt it.
OK, girls.
Let's go get 'em.
BIanche, do you have the new schedules?
Yes, Miss McGee, I just had my hands on them.
Oh, good, they'II be nice and smudged.
Here we are. If it had been a snake, it would've bitten me.
These are the schedules we couldn't find Iast semester.
Next year, you might find this semester's.
- I've got Kenickie again. - He's been here Ionger than I have.
First day of school and already my castor oil is missing.
How many days till Christmas vacation?
86.
- 86? - And counting.
- Can I help you? - Yes, it's my first day.
- I'm not sure where I should be. - Welcome to Rydell.
You'II have to fill out these forms, but...
Excuse me a minute. I'II be right back.
- Do you have a pencil, please? - Yes, dear. There you are.
Jeez. Every teacher I got this year has flunked me at Ieast once.
You'II spend your time in McGee's office.
- She'II wish she'd never seen me. - Yeah? And what are you gonna do?
I just ain't gonna take her crap. I don't take no crap from nobody.
- Sonny? - Hello, ma'am.
- Shouldn't you be in home room? - I was going for a walk.
- You were dawdling. - Yes, ma'am.
That is no way to start a new semester, Mr LaTierri.
Perhaps a session of banging erasers after school would put you on track.
Yes, ma'am.
- Do you plan to stand there all day? - No, ma'am. I mean, yes.
- Well, which is it? - No, ma'am.
- Good. Then move. - Yes, ma'am.
I'm glad you didn't take any of her crap, Sonny.
You would have told her off, huh?
Mr LaTierri. Yes, ma'am, no, ma'am...
Hey, Eugene.
How you doin'?
Shake, buddy.
What's wrong? You're wearing glasses.
- I got an astigmatism. - Too bad.
As I go travelling down life's highway
Whatever course my fortunes may foretell...
Good morning, boys and girls. Welcome to what we're sure will be
our greatest year at Rydell.
Saturday night will be our first pep rally and bonfire.
I want to see all of you students out there,
with plenty of support for Coach Calhoun and the Rydell Rangers.
If you can't be an athlete, be an athletic supporter.
And now for the really good news.
One of the most exciting things
to ever happen at Rydell High.
National Bandstand television show
has selected Rydell as a representative American high school
and will do a Iive broadcast from our very own gym.
It is our chance to show the entire nation
what fine, bright, clean-cut,
wholesome students we have here at Rydell.
Did you guys get a Iook at Zuko this mornin'?
Lookin' pretty good this year, huh, Rizz?
- That's ancient history. - History sometimes repeats itself.
- Hey, you guys. - Hi, Frenchy.
Go sit down. This here is Sandy OIsen.
And that's Jan and Marty, and this is Rizzo.
She just moved here from Sydney, Australia.
- How are things down under? - Fine, thanks.
Marty, are those new glasses?
Yeah, just for school. Do they make me Iook smarter?
Nah, you can still see your face.
- How d'you Iike school, Sandy? - It's different.
Hi, kids.
Patty Simcox, the bad seed of Rydell. Hi.
- I Iove the first day of school. - The biggest thrill of my Iife.
- You won't guess what's happened. - Probably not.
The nominees for Student Council are out.
- Guess who's up for Vice President? - Who?
Me. Isn't that the most?
- To say the Ieast. - The very Ieast.
I hope I don't make a poor showing.
We wish you the best of Iuck, don't we, girls?
I've got my fingers crossed.
You must think I'm a clod for not introducing myself.
Hi, I'm Patty Simcox.
Welcome to Rydell.
Will you be at cheerleader tryouts? We'II be Iifelong friends.
You guys, how do you Iike Sandy?
Do you think we can Iet her in the Pink Ladies?
- She Iooks too pure to be pink. - Double do-do!
What's up, doc?
One of my diamonds just fell in the macaroni.
Kenickie, want a piece of salami?
Are you kidding? If I eat that, I'II smell Iike you.
What a stink!
Guys, Iook.
Ladies and gentlemen, dingleberries on parade.
Look! You really put your foot into it this time.
Try hopscotch, you hot dog.
What a gavone! Gumdrops, man.
Any of you guys see that new chick in registration?
Sure beats the foam domes round here.
Jugs bigger than Annette's?
Nobody's jugs are bigger than Annette's.
Hey, guys.
Hi, girls.
You're a sick man, Putz.
I wanna hear about what Danny did at the beach.
- It was nothing. - Sure, nothing, Zuko. Right?
- You got in her drawers, right? - Come on, tell us.
What did you do this summer?
I spent most of it at the beach. I met a boy there.
You hauled your cookies to the beach for a guy?
- He was sorta special. - There ain't no such thing.
It was really romantic.
Everything about it.
You don't want to hear the horny details.
AIright, I'II tell you.
Summer lovin', had me a blast
Summer lovin', happened so fast
I met a girl, crazy for me
Met a boy, cute as can be
Summer days, drifting away
To those summer nights
Tell me more, tell me more Did you get very far?
- Tell me more, tell me more - Like does he have a car?
She swam by me, she got a cramp
He ran by me, got my suit damp
I saved her life, she nearly drowned
He showed off, splashing around
Summer sun, something's begun
But those summer nights
- Tell me more, tell me more - Was it love at first sight?
- Tell me more, tell me more - Did she put up a fight?
Took her bowling in the arcade
We went strolling, drank lemonade
We made out, under the dock
We stayed out till ten o'clock
Summer fling, don't mean a thing
But those summer nights
- Tell me more, tell me more - But you don't gotta brag
Tell me more, tell me more
Cos he sounds like a drag
He got friendly, holding my hand
She got friendly, down in sand
He was sweet, just turned 1 8
Well, she was good, you know what I mean
Summer heat, boy and girl meet
But those summer nights
- Tell me more, tell me more - How much dough did he spend?
- Tell me more, tell me more - Could she get me a friend?
It turned colder, that's where it ends
So I told her we'd still be friends
Then we made our true love vow
Wonder what she's doing now
Summer dreams
Ripped at the seams
But
Those summer
Nights
Tell me more, tell me more
He sounds real nice.
True Iove and he didn't Iay a hand on you? Sounds Iike a creep.
He wasn't. He was a gentleman.
What was his name?
Danny. Danny Zuko.
Well, I think he sounds peachy keen.
Maybe, if you believe in miracles,
Prince Charming will show up again someday.
Somewhere unexpected.
See you Iater. Come on, girls.
- Do you really think so, Frenchy? - Sure.
Sandy, I think we oughta get to class.
Do the splits, give a yell
Show a little spirit for old Rydell
Way to go, red and white
Go Rydell, fight, fight, fight!
And now...
Quiet, please.
Quiet, everyone. Now, boys and girls, the man of the hour.
The coach we're all depending on
to pull Rydell out of a seven-season slump,
our very own Coach Calhoun.
- Who's the best? - Rydell!
Give 'em hell, Rydell!
I just wanna tell you students that we have a banner year coming up.
Because my boys are primed, really primed,
because I primed 'em.
Not only primed, they're honed. Honed to a sharp razor-edge.
We're not just going out there to win.
We're going out there for glory. And when we get out there,
we're gonna yank 'em and tear 'em
and rip 'em.
We'II take 'em and roll 'em around and rip 'em up to pieces!
Then we're gonna slaughter 'em.
And after the slaughter is over,
we're gonna come back here and ring that victory bell.
Like we always wanted to.
Watch this.
Do a split, give a yell Shake a tit for old Rydell!
Guys.
Be cool.
Watch out, pinhead!
Well, what do you think?
What a hunk of junk.
Wait till I give it a paint job, soup up the engine.
She'II run Iike a champ. I'm racing her at Thunder Road.
- Thunder Road? - Yeah. Wanna make something of it?
I wanna see you make something of this heap.
You're cruisin' for a bruisin'.
What are Scorpions doing here? It ain't their turf.
- Think they wanna rumble? - If they do, we'II be ready.
AIright, gang. Let's go get 'em!
Hey, chicken.
What you doing?
- Thanks, Frenchy. - That's alright.
- You were great out there. - I messed up, I was so nervous.
- Your split was divoon. - Hi, Sandy.
- Hi, Rizz. Hi, girls. - We got a surprise for you.
- What is it? - You'II see.
Right, Rizz?
Let me comb your hair down.
Where are we going?
Want a Iittle Iipstick?
If you fix up this car, it could be make-out city.
A chick is gonna have to put out before she even gets in.
You'd better believe it.
Hey, Zuko. I got a surprise for you.
Yeah?
Yeah.
- Sandy! - Danny?
What are you doing here? I thought you were back in Australia.
We had a change of plan.
I can't...
That's cool, baby. You know how it is. Rockin' and rollin' and whatnot.
- Danny? - That's my name, don't wear it out.
- What's the matter with you? - What's the matter with me?
What's the matter with you?
What happened to the Danny Zuko I met at the beach?
Well, I do not know. Maybe there's two of us, right?
Why don't you take out a missing-persons ad or...
..try the Yellow Pages? I don't know.
You're a fake and a phoney. I wish I'd never Iaid eyes on you.
I wonder if she carries silver bullets!
So she Iaid her eyes on you, huh, Zuko?
I bet that's not all she's Iaid on him.
- Zuke! I got a car, remember? - Come on, Danny.
- Who's got beer money? - I swiped my brother's ID.
He was so nice to me this summer.
Listen, Sandy, men are rats.
Listen to me. They're fleas on rats.
Worse than that, they're amoebas on fleas on rats.
I mean, they're too Iow for even the dogs to bite.
The only man a girl can depend on is her daddy.
You know what you need? A night out with the girls.
We're having a sleep-over at my house tonight. Wanna come?
Good. You'II Iove it. Come on.
Hey, Iook at Jan.
Brush-a, brush-a, brush-a Get the new Ipana
With the brand-new flavour It's dandy for your teeth
Brush-a, brush-a, brush-a, New Ipana toothpaste
Brush-a, brush-a, brush-a Knocks out decay germs fast
Fast, fast, you sure are right
Turn it off.
- Hand me a ciggie butt. - Yeah, me, too.
- Want one, Sandy? - I don't smoke.
- You don't? - Try it. It won't kill you.
I forgot to say, you shouldn't inhale unless you're used to it.
Sandy, Iet me teach you how to French inhale. It's really cool.
God. That is the ugliest-Iooking thing I ever saw.
The guys really go for it. It's how I got my nickname.
Sure it is.
OK, how about a Iittle Sneaky Pete to get the party going?
Italian Swiss Colony? It's imported.
I brought Twinkies. Anybody want one?
Twinkies and wine? That's real class, Jan.
It says right here it is a dessert wine.
Sandy didn't get any wine.
- Oh, that's OK. - I bet you never had a drink before.
I had champagne at my cousin's wedding once.
Ring-a-ding-ding!
What's wrong? We don't got cooties.
Hey, Sandy. Would you Iike me to pierce your ears for you?
Shut up!
Isn't it awfully dangerous?
I know what I'm doing. I'm going to be a beautician.
- What's the matter? You afraid? - No, I'm not.
- Here, Frenchy, use my virgin pin. - It's good for somethin'.
- It's not a good idea. - It's OK.
My father won't Iike it.
Sandy, Iet's go into the bathroom.
My mother'II kill me if I get blood on the carpet.
- It only bleeds for a second. - I don't feel very well.
Don't worry. If she screws up,
she can fix your hair so your ears don't show.
Sandy, beauty is pain.
Could you get some ice to numb her ears?
Let the cold water run and stick her ear under the faucet.
Personally, I'm getting rather chilly.
- What's that? - From Bobby in Korea.
- Are you going with a Korean? - Dummy, he's a marine.
A marine?
Wanna see a picture?
God. You're turning into a one-woman USO.
You guys, Sandy's sick.
I just did one ear. She saw the blood and...
You won't get your hands on my ears.
Yeah? You'II be sorry. I have been accepted to La Cafury Beauty School.
You're dropping out of Rydell?
I don't see it as dropping out. I see it as a very strategic career move.
- Why's it torn in half? - His old girlfriend was in it.
Sandy, here's your toothbrush.
Thanks, Frenchy. I'm sorry to be so much trouble.
It's OK.
Miss Goody Two-Shoes makes me wanna barf.
Look at me, I'm Sandra Dee
Lousy with virginity
Won't go to bed Till I'm legally wed
I can't, I'm Sandra Dee
Watch it.
Hey, I'm Doris Day
I was not brought up that way
Won't come across Even Rock Hudson lost
His heart to Doris Day
- I don't drink - No!
Or swear
I don't rat my hair
I get ill from one cigarette
Keep your filthy paws Off my silky drawers
Would you pull that crap with Annette?
As for you, Troy Donahue
I know what you wanna do
You've got your crust I'm no object of lust
I'm just plain Sandra Dee
Elvis!
Let me be
Keep that pelvis far from me
Just keep your cool Now you're starting to drool
Hey, fongool
I'm Sandra Dee
Making fun of me, Rizz?
Some people are so touchy.
- Later on they start to scratch... - Shut up, you vultures.
I changed my mind. Let's go.
- What do you mean? - What do I mean?
- They can't come. My folks'II flip. - Putzie, you call her.
Sandy. Wherefore art thou, Sandy?
Shut up! Sit down.
You goody-goodies are too much.
I'm gonna get my kicks while I'm still young enough to get 'em.
Is she gonna shinny down the drainpipe?
Look. There's Rizzo.
You're doing that without a net.
Swell bunch, rushing to help a Iady.
- Lady? I don't see a Iady. - Shut up. Shut up!
- What's up, Kenick? - One guess.
- You got a Iot to offer a girl. - Yeah, you know it.
- What say you, Zuke? - You're Iookin' good, Rizz.
- Eat your heart out. - SIoppy seconds ain't my style.
You going to flog your Iog?
It's better than hanging around with you dorks.
Your chariot, my Iady.
I don't know what I saw in Danny Zuko.
Don't sweat it, honey. Have one of mine.
- There's so many of them. - I know.
- How do you keep up with them? - I'm a terrific pen pal.
Hopelessly devoted to every one.
What are you doing?
OK. What do you think this is? A gangbang?
You wish.
Hit the pavement.
You gotta be kidding.
- I said now. - AIright.
Remember us in your will.
When a guy picks a chick over his buddies, something's wrong.
Come on, guys, Iet's go for a slice of pizza.
Can I have some of that?
Sure.
- Thanks. - Wait.
Guess mine is not the first heart broken
My eyes are not the first to cry
I'm not the first to know
There's just no getting over you
You know, I'm just a fool who's willing
To sit around and wait for you
But, baby, can't you see?
There's nothing else for me to do
I'm hopelessly devoted to you
But now there's nowhere to hide
Since you pushed my love aside
I'm out of my head
Hopelessly devoted to you
My head is saying
Fool, forget him
My heart is saying
Don't let go
Hold on to the end
And that's what I intend to do
I'm hopelessly devoted to you
But now there's nowhere to hide
Since you pushed my love aside
I'm out of my head
Hopelessly devoted to you
Is acne ruining your life?
Do you close your eyes when you look in the mirror? Fear no more.
Face up to Face-Off, for deep penetration into infected pores.
Help dry up unsightly pimples and blemishes...
- Rizz. Rizz. - Could you call me by my first name?
Betty.
Betty. Betty.
- Have you got something? - Are you kidding?
My 25-cent insurance policy.
Big spender.
- What? - It broke.
How could it break?
I bought it when I was in seventh grade.
What the hell?
- What the hell are you doin'? - It's a no-parking zone, creep.
The whole place is a no-parking zone, crater-face.
- Yeah? - Yeah!
You're gonna pay for that.
I'II give you 75 cents for the whole car, including your chick.
We just have to bang out the dent.
The problem's not in the dent, it's this rubber-band engine.
- The problem's your mouth. - Where you gonna get a carburettor?
- Ever heard of borrowing? - Kenickie, you got any Scotch tape?
Big stuff. What do you drive, huh?
- I drive. - Yeah? How about you?
- Who, me? - Yeah.
What about Doody?
- Well, I... - That's what I thought.
C'mon, guys. This car could be a major piece of machinery. Look.
This car could be systematic.
Hydromatic.
UItramatic.
It could be Greased Lightning.
You get some overhead lifters and four-barrel quads
Keep talking, keep talking
With fuel-injection cut-off and chrome-plated rods
We'll get her ready We'll get her ready
With a four-speed on the floor They'll be waiting at the door
You know that ain't no shit We'll be getting lots of tit
- In Greased Lightning - Go, go, go
Go-go-go-go
Go, Greased Lightning, you're burning up the quarter mile
Greased Lightning Go, Greased Lightning
Go, Greased Lightning, you're coasting through the heat lap trials
Greased Lightning Go, Greased Lightning
You are supreme The chicks'll cream
For Greased Lightning
Go, go, go, go-go-go-go
With purple French taillights and 30-inch fins
A palomino dashboard and dual-muffler twins
With new pistons, plugs and shocks I can get off my rocks
You know that I ain't braggin' She's a real pussy wagon
Greased Lightning
Go, Greased Lightning, you're burning up the quarter mile
Greased Lightning Go, Greased Lightning
Go, Greased Lightning, you're coasting through the heat lap trials
Greased Lightning Go, Greased Lightning
You are supreme The chicks'll cream
- For Greased Lightning - Go, go, go, go-go-go-go
Go, Greased Lightning, you're burning up the quarter mile
Greased Lightning Go, Greased Lightning
Go, Greased Lightning, you're coasting through the heat lap trials
Greased Lightning Go, Greased Lightning
You are supreme The chicks'll cream
For Greased Lightning
Come on, guys. Let's get to work.
Those Scorpions, they're asking for it.
Danny, what's up? You still thinking about that chick?
- You nuts? - No, I was just thinking.
- Don't think so much. - That's cool.
Hey, guys.
- Kenickie, Zuko. - How's it hangin'?
OK, the meeting is in session.
Know what I heard? Last year the fuzz had Thunder Road staked out.
- Everyone got hauled to the clink. - No one'II catch Greased Lightning.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
- Somebody snaking you, Danny? - Bite the weenie, Rizz.
With relish.
- I don't know about these chicks. - They're only good for one thing.
What do you do with 'em the other 23 hours 45 minutes a day?
Does it only take 1 5 minutes?
Want some new music?
- Yeah. - I'II need some money.
Thanks.
I'II be right back.
Hi, Danny!
- I can't talk. - What are you doing Iater?
- I can't talk, alright? - Call me.
- Hi, Sandy. - Hi.
- How are you? - Fine, thanks.
That's good.
Sandy, I've been wanting to talk to you for a Iong time.
- What about? - About the night at the bonfire.
The way I acted, that was terrible.
It wasn't me, you gotta know that.
It was me, of course, but it wasn't me.
You see, Sandy, I got this image, right? And...
That's why I'm so glad that Tom's such a simple person.
Simple's right. Too bad his brains are in his biceps.
Jealous, are you?
Jealous? Oh, come on, Sandy, don't make me Iaugh.
What have you ever done?
Come on! I can run circles around those jerks.
I'II believe that when I see it.
Let's start with the first rule. Cut it down to two packs a day. There.
What sort of athletics are you interested in?
You Iike the rings?
Yeah, I installed a set just a couple of weeks ago.
The first thing we have to do is you have to change.
That's why I'm here, to change.
No, I mean your clothes.
AIright. Let's knock it off.
Fellas, I wanna introduce a new man. Danny. Let's give him a tryout.
- Better watch it. - Come on. A Iittle fire, here we go.
You have to dribble.
- Here you go, Coach. - Thanks, son.
Dribble the ball, put it in the basket.
- Think you can do that? - Can I do that!
- OK. - Danny, over here. Danny!
Let's go.
That's it. Go, go, go.
Get him, Danny.
What'd I do?
- Is he kidding? - Boy, oh, boy.
I want you to meet your wrestling partner. Danny, Andy.
Are you crazy?
Come on. Let's start. Get in first position.
Danny, you get down.
OK, Andy, get down. Ready?
Hold it.
Danny, you gotta try. Come on.
AIright, Andy, Iet's change positions. You get down. Come on.
AIright. Ready?
- Give? - Yeah, give.
Good.
He's a hitter.
You'II Iike baseball. It's not that much of a contact sport.
Get in there and Iet's see what you can do.
Throw the ball. Let's play.
Let's pitch this guy out.
- He can't hit. - This boy can't even bat.
- Strike. - I told you. He doesn't even swing.
What kind of ball player are you? Put it in here.
Strike.
Come on. A Iittle fire in there. Let's see you hit it.
Foul ball.
- Easy, easy. - Now! Come on.
Put the bat down. Put the bat down.
There's a Iot of other sports that don't have any contact.
- Yeah, Iike what? - Like track.
- What do you mean, running? - Just Iike running?
I mean something that needs endurance.
Something that needs stamina. Like, Iong-distance running.
Cross-country running.
- That could be cool. - Good.
Danny, are you alright?
Danny, talk to me.
The Ieast you can do is talk to me after the way you treated me.
The way I...? Sandy, I told you I was sorry.
Got you talking.
- You sure you're OK? - Yes, I'm fine.
- So, still dating that jockstrap? - Well...
- Is he taking you to the dance? - Well, that all depends.
- On what? - On you.
- On me? - Yeah.
He can stag it.
Come on.
- Sandy, Iet's go someplace else. - Why?
We can't be alone here, that's why.
OK.
You nearly pulled my arm out.
I didn't want to miss this table. It's the best one.
- What are you doing? - I just want privacy.
- What'II it be, kids? - Cherry soda, please.
- Danny? - I'm not very hungry.
Give me a double polar burger with everything and a soda with ice cream.
Sounds good. I'II have the same.
The same? You can eat a Iot.
- You're funny. - No, you are.
- How you doing, Zuke? Nice! - Hiya, Rizzo. How are you?
Peachy keen, jelly bean.
You got any quarters? We could split an Eskimo Pie.
- My Dutch treat days are over. - You plan on staying home a Iot.
Greetings, pals and gals. Anybody got 23 cents?
Wanna chip in for a Dog-SIed Delight?
I don't know where my money goes. A dime here, 1 5 cents there.
In a couple of months Frenchy can take us all out.
A working girl with income.
Y'know, they don't pay that much to start with.
It's more than we make. Ante up, I don't get my allowance till Friday.
- You get an allowance? - When I'm a good boy.
Viola, a Dog-SIed Delight with four spoons.
- And an Eskimo Pie with a knife. - Hi, gang.
Here you are. Grab it and growl.
I got so many hickeys I Iook Iike a Ieper.
Cheer up. A hickey from Kenickie is Iike a Hallmark card.
You care enough to send the very best.
- You pig. - I Iove it when you talk dirty.
My parents want to invite you to tea on Sunday. Will you come?
- I don't Iike tea. - You don't have to drink tea.
Well, I don't Iike parents.
Want some?
You sure are a cheap date.
- I didn't mean it Iike that. - I understand.
- I always found you understanding. - I am.
I also think there's more to you than just fat.
- Thanks. - You're welcome.
- Got a date for the dance-off? - No.
- Wanna go? - Yeah.
I'II be a senior forever if I don't study for that algebra test.
You're in Iuck. You got an armed escort home.
It's not the arms I'm worried about, Sonny. It's the hands.
She Ioves me.
- You coming, French? - I don't think so.
- I think I'II hang out a bit Ionger. - AIright.
I have been dieting all day Iong. My mom's apple pie's better than this.
- Do you want a piece? - Yeah, sure.
- Putzie. - Yeah?
1 5 minutes!
I'm worried about this dance-off. Do they dance differently to back home?
Don't worry. Maybe we'II invent the Kangaroo Bop.
Let's get out of here, Sandy.
See you Iater.
- Bye, Frenchy. - See you, Sandy.
Great. I'm stuck with the check. Give me money.
OK, what's with you tonight? You got the personality of a wet mop.
- Don't start with me. - Fine. How about I finish with you?
Finish this!
To you from me, Pinky Lee.
Sorry, French.
Rizzo. I want to talk to you!
No use crying over spilt milk shake.
Oh, I'II be OK.
You know it's near closing time?
Do you mind if I stay a bit Ionger?
No, suit yourself.
- Wow! - What?
I hate to tell you, but your hair Iooks Iike an Easter egg.
Yeah.
Well, I had a Iittle trouble in tinting class.
In fact, I had a Iittle trouble in all my classes.
Beauty school sure wasn't what I thought it'd be.
Nothing ever is.
Vi? I dropped out. What do you think of waitressing?
You're too young to know.
Maybe I could be a telephone operator.
No, I don't think I'd Iike to wear those Iittle things over my ears.
God, if only I could have a guardian angel to tell me what to do.
Like Debbie Reynolds had in Tammy. What do you think?
If you find him, give him my phone number.
Your story's sad to tell
A teenage ne'er-do-well
Most mixed-up non-delinquent on the block
Your future's so unclear now
What's left of your career now?
Can't even get a trade-in on your smock
Beauty school dropout
No graduation day for you
Beauty school dropout
Missed your midterms and flunked shampoo
Well, at least you could have taken time
To wash and clean your clothes up
After spending all that dough
To have the doctor fix your nose up
Baby, get movin'
Why keep your feeble hopes alive?
What are you provin'?
You've got the dream but not the drive
If you go for your diploma
You could join a steno-pool
Turn in your teasing-comb
And go back to high school
Beauty school dropout
Hangin' around the corner store
Beauty school dropout
It's about time you knew the score
Well, they couldn't teach you anything
You think you're such a looker
But no customer would go to you
Unless she was a hooker
- Baby, don't sweat it - Don't sweat it
You're not cut out to hold a job
- Better forget it - Forget it
Who wants their hair done by a slob?
Now your bangs are curled, your lashes twirled
But still the world is cruel
Wipe off that angel face
And go back to high school
Baby, don't blow it
Don't put my good advice to shame
Baby, you know it
Even Dear Abby would say the same
Now, I've called the shot, get off the pot
I've really got to fly
Gotta be going to that malt shop
In the sky
Beauty school dropout