Teen Beach Movie Page #2
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- 2013
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Hey, bro.
You gotta see this. She's rippin' it.
Yeah.
I don't like the looks
of this sky, Brady.
Yeah, check it out.
You're right. That doesn't look good.
She's gotta get in. This looks bad.
What is she doing?
She's not paddling in.
This isn't good.
Mack! Come on. Don't do it.
- No, I have to.
- Don't do it.
Mack!
You okay?
What are you doing here?
Okay, what happened to the storm?
Come on, let's get your board.
Let's go.
What did you do?
I tried to save you.
This is the part where
you tell me I'm your hero,
and then, you shower me with kisses.
I didn't need saving.
This is my last chance to ride that
monster wave before I leave forever,
and instead, I end up here and...
Brady.
Yeah?
Brady.
- Yeah?
- What a day.
Sunshine and sweet harmonies.
Time to play.
No more...
Complications.
From now on, just...
Good vibrations.
Ooh, oh, whoa, whoa!
Ooh, oh, whoa, whoa!
Ah...
Maybe we're dead.
We've died and ended up in a musical!
On my way, feeling fine.
I can see my reflection
in my surfboard shine.
I can hardly wait
to cause a commotion.
Come on, everyone,
jump into the ocean.
Flyin' high, just out of reach, girl.
No ands, ifs, buts,
we're nuts for the beach.
Surf, surf.
- Surf, surf crazy.
- Surf, surf crazy.
Grab the perfect
wave, say hi to the sky.
Hi to the sky.
Surf, sun and sand.
It's a bikini wonderland.
Summer's on and we've gone.
Surf surf crazy.
The radio blast and here's the plan.
We'll soak up the sun
and get the ultimate tan.
We can hardly wait
to show our devotion.
Here we go again into the ocean.
Now's the time so here's the speech.
No rules at all,
have a ball at the beach.
Surf, surf, surf, surf crazy.
Surf, surf, surf, surf crazy.
Ride the perfect
wave, say hi to the sky.
Surf, sun and sand,
it's a bikini wonderland.
Summer's on and we've gone.
Surf, surf crazy.
Mack, we're in the movie.
What movie?
My movie. Wet Side Story...
What?! How? Why?
All viable questions.
What do we do?
Have fun! Woo!
Burgers hot, water
warm, a cool seaside bash.
Catch a wave, turn it up.
Make a splash, make a splash.
Make a splash!
Crazy!
- I'm Tanner.
- Seacat.
- Giggles.
- Rascal.
- Kiki.
- Brady.
I'm Mack.
Cowabunga attack!
Go, go!
Go, go!
- Surf, surf.
- Woo!
Surf, surf crazy.
Surf, surf, surf, surf crazy.
Ride the perfect
wave, say hi to the sky.
Say hi to the sky.
Surf, sun, sand,
it's a bikini wonderland.
Summer's on and we've gone...
Summer's on and we've gone...
Summer's on and we've gone!
Surf, surf crazy.
Well, that happened.
It's fantastic! Crazy, right?
I'd say so.
Oh, that was awesome!
I mean...
Insane.
Um... what up, dawg?
Far out. He thinks we're animals.
No, it's an expression. It means...
He's right, it does sound ridiculous.
And where are you cats from?
So cats is okay, but dogs is weird.
- Just follow my lead.
- Is it leading us home?
We're from, uh...
- Not far away.
- Far away.
- Far away.
- Not far away.
Right, not far, but, um...
But, but... far.
Close... far.
Hey, Rascal.
Yeah, Seacat?
Seems to me that we've
got some unwanted hodads...
Hodads!
- That we need to put the kibosh...
- Kibosh!
No, no, you've got it all wrong.
- We don't jelly...
- Jelly!
Roll to outsiders.
This is Big Momma's, the restaurant
where the surfers and bikers all hang.
Bikers? What bikers?
Each gang wants the other one gone so
the others can have it for themselves.
Here comes Butchy, the leader of
the motorcycle gang, The Rodents.
The Rodents?!
How cool is that?
So we landed in the middle
of a surf and turf war?
Soifers.
Thought I smelled something fishy.
Rodents. I knew I
shoulda laid some traps.
Thought you were exterminated.
And I thought you
soifers was all washed up.
Yeah, because clearly, youse is drips.
You should make like the
ocean and wave good-bye.
Because Butchy wants
this place to himself.
Yeah, Butchy wants this
place all to himself.
Yeah, Butchy wants...
Ooh.
They does not lie.
Sorry, but Big Momma's
is a perfect hangout.
We want it all to ourselves...
I'm so very sorry, but that
might not probably happen.
Excuse me. Excuse me, excuse me.
Excuse me, excuse me,
excuse me, excuse me.
What?
I'll show you what.
Stand back.
Why?
You'll see.
You better run, run, run.
Here we come.
Revvin' our engines under the sun.
You're cruisin'...
For a bruisin'.
We're keeping it
cool, smooth and steady.
Slicked-back hair, man,
things are getting heavy.
You're cruisin'...
For a bruisin'.
Two wheels and an open road.
Wrapped in leather, ready to go.
Don't stop, stop the music.
We ride fast like a bullet.
We do anything we want,
anytime we want, oh, yeah.
Oh, yeah.
We just ride, ride, ride all day.
We're not gonna live any other way.
Bubble gum, cherry
pop, go to the hop.
Hangin' with my brother
because his friends are so hot.
While they're cruisin'.
- For some bruisin'.
- All right.
I went to the
drive-in, what did I see.
A hundred little
betties all starin' at me.
I was cruisin'.
For some loving.
I got these two
wheels and an open road.
Just pop that
clutch, I'm ready to go.
Come on, don't stop, stop the music.
We ride fast like a bullet.
We do anything we want,
anytime we want, oh, yeah.
Oh, yeah.
We just ride, ride, ride all day.
We're not gonna live any other way.
Oh, no, we're not
gonna live any other way.
One, two, a-one, two, three.
A who, who, who's ridin' with me?
I got a gang full of
bruisers all cruisin' with me.
We're tearing up, we're tearing up.
We're tearing up the streets.
Don't stop, stop the music.
We ride fast like a bullet.
We do anything we want
anytime we want, oh, yeah.
Oh, yeah.
We just ride, ride, ride all day.
We're not gonna live any other way.
So don't stop, stop the music.
We ride fast like a bullet.
We do anything we want
anytime we want, oh, yeah.
Oh, yeah.
We just ride, ride, ride all day.
We're not gonna live any other way.
No, we're not gonna
live any other way.
Oh, no, we're not
gonna live any other way.
Woo!
Oh.
You just couldn't help
yourself, could you?
I've always wanted to be in that number.
Remember that movie with the robot who
drank liquid from an abandoned spaceship,
turned into a Vampire middle school
teacher who taught the entire school
to salsa dance, and then went on
to win the regional championships?
- Yeah.
- That makes more sense than this.
I have an idea. Hand me my cell.
- What year was this movie made?
- Uh, around 1960, and...
And you're gonna do what with a
cell phone that doesn't exist yet?
Call my folks... who
weren't born yet, right.
Brady, my entire future depends on
us getting out of here, like, now!
Except maybe it would
be fun to hang for a bit.
Except no, it wouldn't, because I
have to catch a plane in two hours.
Well, two hours and 50 years.
Fine. Maybe we need to figure out how we
got here in order to know how to leave.
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