Grease 2 Page #5

and according to Paulette Rebchuck,

this very mysterious and gorgeous guy

knocked Stephanie Zinone

right out of her bobby socks.

- How do you plead?

- I am guilty.

- Great. But now what?

- We've got a problem.

On that motorcycle, in that gear,

l knocked that girl out of her socks.

- But like this...

- You'll knock her into her socks.

Simple, l have to tell her.

Next time l see her... Come here.

Next time l see her,

l'm going to walk up to her and say,

- "Steph..."

- Uh-oh.

Hiya, girls.

Your boyfriend's here.

- Having a facial?

- Yeah.

Delish!

- Steph.

- What?

- Do you...?

- What?

Have you...ever read

a Superman comic?

- Not in the last few hours.

- I was just checking. Right?

Just checking.

- He needs the guidance counsellor.

- Rhonda, you got a nose job.

- I walked into a door.

- So she says.

Attention, attention, please.

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

Please do not panic.

Nuclear war is like football:

if the Russians throw the bomb,

you intercept it

and ram it down their end zone.

It's like life. Somebody throws

something, 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!

- Miss McGee, it's so loud.

Please do not panic.

How did you talk me into this?

- 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...

...a bomb's a bomb.

This is an official fallout shelter bed.

Hey, you gotta be prepared, 'cause

some day, when you least expect it...

Ka-blam! Nucleoid war!

- What's that?

- It's started.

America is calling

Let's care enough to give our very best

What's happening?

The Russians are attacking. Get down.

For if we give our very best

I know that

we will more than pass the test

- Get off me!

- Think about it.

What if we died here tonight

without ever doing it?

"lt"? Oh, my God! Let me out of here!

Are you crazy? They're dropping bombs.

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 l'll be fighting

And l'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

Are you sure my mother would approve?

Your mother don't even have to know.

And you think we're old enough to go?

- All the way.

- But, Louis, you might get hurt.

- Oh, God.

- Think about it.

It would be like doing it

for the Statue of Liberty.

- Or the Grand Canyon.

- The New York Yankees.

For Disneyland!

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.

- Me, too.

- Hurry, let's sign up.

- No, don't!

Oops! Guess you didn't get any,

huh, Babooch?

Louis Dimucci! Oh, God!

Oh, how could you do this?

- That'll be about $1 .60.

- Will you get my windshield?

Yeah. Hold on. Just a second.

Can l pay so l can get out of here?

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

- Sorry.

- It's all right.

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

- Where are the maps?

- What kind?

- Street maps.

- Yeah?

Hey, miss. What do l owe you?

50 cents.

- How about that ride?

- My windshield!

- You forgot our green stamps.

- We're in a hurry. The maps?

Are you going to get

this windshield or not? Come on.

- Honk it where the sun don't shine!

- Where are you going?

Oh, l can't stop shivering.

Then hold on.

That's what's making me shiver.

- Great ride.

- We're home.

Shoot.

- I can't stop shivering now.

- Why?

Because...

- There's something l should tell you.

- What?

Oh, no. We've got company.

- Check this out!

- I can handle these guys.

- He popped Balmudo.

- Look who he's poppin' now.

When am l 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'?

What's the story

with the creep on the bike?

- What?

- The creep?

- Yeah, the creep, the story.

- Shut up, Goose.

- Leave her alone.

- Shut up.

- Let's have it.

- What?

- The story.

- I think...

We don't care!

No chick of mine messes

with no other creep except this...

- ...except me.

- No chick of yours?

- Someone's jealous.

- You never get jealous over me!

- I ain't jealous.

- Stay out of my life, then.

I'm out! l catch you with that punk again,

l'll rearrange his face.

He's a dead man. D-E-D!

You better decide

who belongs to who around here.

- You're making a scene.

- Because l'm getting mixed up.

You're embarrassing me.

I think you owe Paulette an apology.

- Jerk!

- Where are you goin'?

Forget about it.

- Weirdos.

- Who needs broads?

Me. I get to second base with Sharon

and get called out when l try third.

He bombed out in the bomb shelter.

Yeah. I think we could all use

a little guaranteed...

...all-the-way action.

And l know just the place.

Well, come on and tell us, Johnny

What's the secret ofsuccess?

You gotta take a tip

from the King ofHip

'Cause you know that he's the best

We're goin' prowlin'

We're goin' prowlin'

Tonight

You say you're hungry for a lover

Gotta find a chick who'll give you more

Well there's a spot that l'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'

We're goin' prowlin'

Walk, talk like a T-Bird tonight

There's a female butcher

At the luncheon meat display

Got the best tongue in town

She delivers both night and day

You'll see the apple ofyour eye

Stacking peaches in a five-foot pile

Just waitin' for some guy to come

And take her rollin' down the aisle

I like a debutante that comes across

Now, that's what l call class

I like a tall girl with long legs

that come right up to her...

You know what l like?

l like a girl who's really smart

Provided that she's really stacked

Yeah? Well, l love 'em all

And they love me

'Cause l'm the leader of this here pack

We're gonna find ourselves some cuties

Who are sad and all alone

We're gonna show them little beauties

That we're T-Birds to the bone

We're goin' prowlin'

We're goin' prowlin'

Walk, talk like a T-Bird tonight

How about some sales tax?

Very nice.

We could win those albumens yet.

- We can win those albumens.

- We gotta get rid of the competition.

There is some very good work here

and some very sloppy work.

Miss Zinone, l would like to see you

about your Shakespeare essay.

Attention, please. A few reminders

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