Midnight Madness

[Dramatic music playing]

[Disco song playing]

a night can be

for the brand new game?

A brand new game

and play with me

gonna be the same

When midnight madness

Starts to get to you

Doesn't matter what you say

Doesn't matter what you do

You gotta play

you've had your fun

to say good night

Don't say good night

has just begun

gonna last all night

When midnight madness

Starts to get to you

Doesn't matter what you say

Doesn't matter what you do

You gotta play

When midnight madness

Starts to get to you

Doesn't matter what you say

Doesn't matter what you do

You gotta play

you've had your fun

to say good night

Don't say good night

has just begun

[Honking horn]

gonna last all night

When midnight madness

Starts to get to you

Doesn't matter what you say

Doesn't matter what you do

Whoa-oh-oh-oh

When midnight madness

Starts to get to you

Doesn't matter what you say

Doesn't matter what you do

Whoa-oh-oh-oh

If you can't get | the class you want...

Just keep at it.

Sit on the teacher's desk | and camp out on his porch.

Do whatever you have to.

No. I couldn't do that.

Look. Flynch. | I know you can do it.

[Knock on door]

-Adam Larson? | -Yeah?

We've been asked to deliver this | to you at this time.

Who's it from?

He prefers to remain | anonymous at this time.

[Giggling]

Hi. Won't you come in?

What is this?

[Crunching]

What does this mean?

The most challenging | adventure of my life?

Please be seated.

And we'll get started.

[Music playing]

Since the dawn of time...

and intellectual stimulation...

in the form of games.

improved and perfected

countless varieties of games.

a major breakthrough

until tonight.

to participate

in this glorious event.

to meet the person...

all of this possible.

[Fanfare plays]

ALL:
Leon?

Please! Hold your applause.

Allow me to explain why | I've gathered you all here.

The five of you are invited-- | more accurately. Challenged--

to compete | in my latest creation--

The Ultimate Game...

which I call | The Great All-Nighter.

as a team captain...

to participate in the game...

in the following manner--

Sunshine?

LEON:
At the onset...

a complicated clue...

will lead them...

somewhere in the city.

its skill and wit...

to obtain the next clue.

to the next location...

and so forth.

The game will begin | Friday at sunset...

and continue | on through the night...

until one team | is the first to arrive...

at a final location. | the finish line.

will receive a trophy...

and, more importantly. | prove to the other teams...

that theirs | is the best group of all.

Whew.

Well, I'll see you all Friday.

Are there any questions?

[All laugh]

DONNA:
I can't believe this. | I can't believe that I sat...

WESLEY:
I've had enough of this. | I'm getting out of here.

[All chattering]

-We wasted a Thursday evening. | -This whole thing is silly!

[Door slams]

Oh, Leon. You poor thing. | After all that work...

They're not interested. | They won't to play your game.

Girls, do you think...

I would've spent a year | designing this game...

without taking every possibility | into account?

Those five team captains | were selected...

after months | of careful research.

Believe me, by Friday night...

every one of them | will be dying to play.

[Snorts]

And furthermore. | this frivolous pastime...

is designed | for mindless apes to play.

And then there is | the question as to whether...

football players belong | in an academic institution...

in the first place.

Let us be frank. | It is certainly no secret...

that these mentally deficient. | giant, uncivilized vulgarians...

care nothing | about the nobler pursuits...

such as art, music. | and library science.

I think I've made | myself quite clear.

And if there are any comments | from the audience...

Just feel free | to toss them right up here.

[Shouting]

Who threw that?

[Microphone feeds back]

[Players shouting and laughing]

Hey! You see? This is just what | I was talking about!

[Classical music playing]

[Indistinct chattering]

Napkin.

Here, take that one.

I want to get rid of mine. | You take that one.

You got a full plate.

Berle, I think we'll finally | have more than four members...

if we can just pull this off.

[Screaming]

ALL:
Let's party!

[Yelling and cheering]

[Screaming]

Lavitus, that's it! | I'll get even with you!

No! Don't leave!

Lavitus. | that's the last straw!

I was going to camp out | on the teacher's porch...

but my mother said the night air | would be bad for my asthma.

[Puff, puff]

I can never do anything.

Aw, look. Flynch...

is there anything else | bothering you...

besides schoolwork? | You can tell me.

Well, yeah. I guess so.

This is kind of hard | for me to talk about.

Well, it's about girls.

Here it is, | my first year in college...

and I...well...

Flynch, are you trying | to tell me...

that you're, | well, you know, a virgin?

Oh, no. | That is, not exactly.

You see. | I've never had a date.

Look, Flynch...

you could be | a regular Burt Reynolds.

No, I can tell. | You've got that look about you.

You go out and | get yourself a date...

and I guarantee your schoolwork | will improve, too.

Gee, I don't know.

Come on, Flynch. | you can do it.

You stand up and face life.

You go for the gusto.

Remember, never walk away | from a challenge.

And when it comes to women. | there's nothing to it.

You just be confident.

[Chuckles]

Hi! Adam.

Hi! Laura.

Adam, I've been meaning to | talk to you about something.

How long have | we been working together?

Oh, heh. I don't know.

Five or six weeks.

And in all that time. | I think you've been doing...

a really terrific job | as a counselor.

But what I want to know is...

why don't you follow | your own advice?

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about Leon's game. | The Great All-Nighter.

It sounds like fun. | Why don't you do it?

I don't know. | I've been pretty busy.

Adam, are you really | that busy...

you just won't do well?

What about going for the gusto?

What about never | walking away from a challenge?

If you really believe all that. | why don't you prove it?

If not, it would be | like letting down...

all the freshmen | you've ever advised.

Hey, what am I doing | sitting around here?

The game's only three days away.

I gotta get transportation. | get up a team, and...

[Dramatic music playing]

I thought you'd never ask.

[Laughing]

[Vase rattles]

[Snickering]

Harold, | stop stuffing yourself!

You don't need all that.

Lucille!

[Rattling]

Rosita!

Rosita!

Accidento! | Cleano up-a messo. OK?

[Muttering]

Harold!

Stop teasing the maid | and get in there!

I want to talk to you!

Whoa.

[Laughing]

[Slam]

Harold, you lazy slob. | you never do anything.

Why don't you get off | your lazy butt and do something?

But, Dad...

Come on.

I want you to enter...

you hear me?

But, Dad...

Don't "But, Dad" me!

[Muffled giggling]

You know. | Bill Larson's boy Adam...

is going to be competing | in the game...

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