The Wild One Page #2

About this town,

they've got a doc here.

They'll rewire Crazy. What are we gonna

do? Sit around and scratch ourselves?

Are we gonna wait for Crazy,

or are we gonna get out of this dump?

We're gonna wait for Crazy.

Go.

Go, go.

Hey, you guys! Johnny says we're

gonna hang around and wait for Crazy.

They're gonna fix him up.

- What do we do here?

- Give me a swig of this, will you?

Don't fight, boys. Plenty more where

this came from. It's ice-cold too.

- Hey, doc.

- Yeah.

Hey, where do we eat?

Right there. Bleeker's Cafe.

We'll take good care of you.

- You got some steaks?

- Kansas City steaks?

Well, we serve good meat.

- Where's the motel?

- The hotel is right over there.

Hey, they've got a hotel here.

- Hey, come on, lead me to that brew.

- Hey, check the hot rod.

Hey, the fire went out!

How are you doing, blondie?

Hey, baby. Where you going?

Well, look who's here.

- What'll you have, girls?

- Yeah, what will it be, girls?

- The usual.

- The usual. All right, just one minute.

- And hit us with a couple of beers.

- Jimmy, put a couple more cases on ice.

Kathy said you wanted

some glasses.

That was an hour ago.

Never mind. I'll do it myself.

- Take over here, will you, Jimmy?

- Come on, Jimmy!

I'm dying of thirst.

I'm dying of thirst.

Please stop mumbling.

Jimmy, what do you hicks do

around here for kicks?

What time is it?

Hey, what do you do around here?

Anything ever happen?

- Oh, yes.

- Like what?

- Roses grow.

- Oh, roses grow.

- People get married.

- Married.

Crazy as any place else.

Bugs get on them,

cause trouble sometimes...

- ...that is, if you don't spray good.

- Yeah.

- There's no bugs on you, Jim?

- I mind my own business.

That's the way to be, Jim.

I listen to the radio. Music, that is.

News is no good, excites people.

- Hey, Jim, what about TV? You like TV?

- What?

New thing, Jim. Television.

- Oh, pictures.

- Yeah.

No, no pictures.

Everything these days is pictures.

Pictures and a lot of noise.

Nobody even knows how to talk,

just grunt at each other.

- Where you been?

- Working.

Listen, what's happening later?

What are you gonna do later?

I work.

- You've got to goof off, don't you?

- What?

- You're not gonna work forever, are you?

- It feels like it sometimes.

I'm talking about tonight,

after you finish up?

I have to stay here

as long as we're busy.

It sounds like we'll be busy

until you leave here.

Where are you going

when you leave here?

Don't you know?

Man, we're just gonna go.

Just trying to make conversation.

It means nothing to me.

On the weekends

we go out and have a ball.

What do you do? I mean,

do you just ride around...

...or do you go

on some sort of a picnic?

A picnic? Man, you are too square.

I'll have to straighten you out.

Listen, you don't go any one special

place. That's cornball style. You just go.

A bunch gets together after all week,

it builds up. The idea is to have a ball.

If you're gonna stay cool,

you've got to wail.

You've got to put something down.

You got to make some jive.

Know what I'm talking about?

- Yeah, I know what you mean.

- Well, that's all I'm saying.

My father was going to take me

on a fishing trip to Canada once.

Yeah?

- We didn't go.

- Crazy.

Solid.

Hey, pops, give me one

of those crazy beers, will you, man?

- Man, that was real cool.

- Thanks, daddy-o.

That's fine old playing.

We've got to get this beer.

Thank you, pops.

- Bop me, dad.

- I bopped you, dad. Pops, thumb me.

Come on. That's it. Thumb me.

- Now, give me some skin. Ooze it out.

- Ooze it out.

- Just nice and-- Ooze it out.

- Thattaboy, ooze it.

- Now, elbow us. Just elbow us.

- Pops, do you pick up on this jive?

- What?

- Pick up on this jive? This crazy music.

- Did you dig the rebop?

- What?

- The rebop, dad. The rebop.

- He's a square. Don't you get this?

You take the brew on the side

and the time, and you take this bottle...

Drink and...

Go, go, go.

- How about a dance? Come on.

- How about you? You want to struggle?

- Let's try.

- Thattagirl. You're a daring one.

Hey, can I help you?

Hey, these are keen!

Johnny, get a load of this.

- They're real bells.

- Aren't they cute?

Crazy.

Somebody tell me what that means.

"BRMC." What does it mean?

- Black Rebels Motorcycle Club.

- Isn't that cute?

- Johnny, what are you rebelling against?

- What have you got?

Kathy, aren't they wonderful?

Did you hear what I said?

I said, "What does 'BRMC' mean?"

He said,

"Black Rebels Motorcycle Club."

I asked, "What are you

rebelling against, Johnny?"

And he said, "What have you got?"

"What have you got?"

What's the matter?

Don't you like to dance?

Well, I don't dance very well.

The squares are having a dance

in Carbonville. You want to make it?

Aren't you Miss--?

Taken about that.

- Oh, my.

- Coffee, please.

Two coffees, please.

- You want to go?

- I can't.

- How come?

- Well, I can't. Besides, it's silly.

- You just came from Carbonville.

- So what? We'll just go back over there.

Hey.

Hey, you gentlemen

ordered some coffee.

I think you ordered some coffee.

The young lady's waiting for you.

That's a good boy.

What's with him?

You won yourself something, did you?

Well, that's a nice souvenir to have.

Look, Johnny, out there

I think you got me a little wrong.

I've got a job to do,

but I'm not hard to get along with.

It's generally just a misunderstanding...

...but looks like anything that might

develop into real trouble...

It can be decided if folks

just sit down and talk it over.

Dad.

Would you like me

to fix you a steak sandwich or...?

No.

Why did you do that for?

Why are you trying to be so rude?

I don't like cops.

Let's get out of here.

Come on.

- Did you get lined up with that chick?

- No, man. Her old man is that itchy cop.

- Let's get out of this town.

- I'd like to get me a cop's daughter.

Some deal, eh, Dinky?

One beer,

and a sidecar for my friend.

He got his clutch overhauled.

- Crazy, how's the foot?

- I got it.

Dig that cat, daddy-o.

What are you doing tonight?

Hey, the Rebels are here!

Hey, the Rebels! Come on!

It looks like Johnny's here.

- Come on. Let's get out of here.

- Johnny, this joint's wide open.

- What's the matter? This is a bar.

- Let's get out of here.

No, it's a drag. Come on.

Hi, sweetheart. What are you doing

in this miserable gully, Johnny, my love?

I love you, Johnny.

I've been looking for you

in every ditch...

...from Fresno to here,

hoping you was dead.

Chino's giving him the needle,

and your boyfriend don't go for that.

You've been having yourself a time,

huh, Johnny?

You do look pale.

Have you been taking care of yourself?

You been staying out

too late at night?

That's mine, Chino. Take it off.

Don't do that.

That's better, Johnny.

I missed you. Ever since

the club split up, I missed you.

- We all missed you. Did you miss him?

- Yeah.

The Beetles missed you.

All the Beetles missed you.

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