Valley Girl Page #3

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- Check out the cool wheels on that.

- Sh*t.

- Sid Vicious lives.

- I'm not getting out of this car.

All right. But when they attack the car,

save the radio.

Hey, baby, why don't you get rid of the bum,

and meet me later?

I don't want to go in here.

- What's doing?

- Nothing going.

Hey, Sean, so what's your salami like?

- Is this your hangout?

- This is my home away from home.

- Do you want to sit down?

- Yeah.

You guys want something to drink?

I got some friends I want to see. Let's go.

I don't even wanna know

what's on this seat.

- Where do you live?

- Hollywood. I go to Hollywood High.

Me, too.

Oh, my God. Don't you have a straw?

Totally out of touch with civilization.

This is what we call living on the edge.

You don't have places like this

in the Valley, do you?

- No, we're just not into...

- Slumming it.

So what do you do over there that's hot?

We go to normal parties,

we go to normal places.

Buy nice, new clothes.

That's no different from what we do.

It's the way we do things

that makes the difference.

I guess so.

You know, these guys

all look sick, or something.

- You'd all look healthier with a tan.

- You won't catch anything here.

This is the real world.

It's not fresh and clean,

like a television show.

I always thought

the Valley was real enough for me.

Do you think they could

crank this noise up louder?

Noise?

This music's got emotion, power.

That techno-rock

you guys listen to is gutless.

I'm sure.

Fred, that's my leg!

You guys think

you're so different, don't you?

- We are. We're ourselves.

- And we're not?

You're like her

and all the rest of her friends.

You're all f***ing programmed.

- So what does it take to be so free?

- That's a good question.

So when can I see you again?

- Thank you.

- Really, Randy...

why don't you wait until

the end of the evening to say these things?

It's the way I feel. It's what I want.

All right, we're going to play a song.

It's called A Million Miles AwaY.

I'm here with you now.

I know.

It's like I can't explain it, you know?

It's like my brains won't stop going.

You know?

Yeah?

It's like I feel connected to you somehow.

It's like I'm...

It's like we're linked, or something.

I'm starting to sound like my parents.

Steve, honey, come on. Stop worrying.

She's going to be all right.

Remember our night in the cemetery?

God! You are so weird. Go away.

My little pickle.

My darling.

- This is so embarrassing.

- I think you're cute.

God!

Look, I just hope I can see you again.

Why not? I thought you liked me.

For sure.

Well?

My friends will freak, you know?

None of us have had a dude

outside of school.

F*** 'em. Be the first one on your block.

Do you always have to talk like that?

- My darling.

- You're so weird.

I want to see you tomorrow.

You can't. I have to work,

if you can believe that.

It's so uncool.

Where do you work?

In my parents' store.

- What kind of a store?

- It's a store, you know?

I know, a store. What do you sell?

Health foods.

That's cool.

It's not. It's so uncool.

Why couldn't they own

a Pizza Hut, or something?

God!

- I have to go home now.

- You don't.

Come on!

- My parents must be up, I'm sure.

- Are you going to get into trouble?

They're pretty cool.

But I've never done this before.

I better go.

I want to see you tomorrow.

- Julie, is that you?

- Yeah, Mom, it's me. Sorry.

We have been worried sick about you.

Where have you been,

that you'd have to stay out all night?

- I don't think I want to hear this.

- We have no secrets in this family.

We know you're at an age now

where boys are more important...

and nature plays its little part

in the scheme of life.

- What am I talking about? I'm sure-

- God! Get serious.

I was out all night, but I didn't-

- You don't have to... Cool it.

- Julie, listen.

What your father is trying to say, dear,

is whatever you do is all right with us...

as long as it doesn't hurt you,

or anyone else.

- Right.

- Wait, Mom, I just-

You see, we just want you

to be careful and responsible.

Your mother and I worry about you, honey.

It's not fair, with all the creepy-crawlers

out there, and everything.

- I'm just going to bed now.

- Wait a minute.

We were young once.

Your mother still is. We understand.

- This isn't the Age of Aquarius.

- I would that it were.

Why don't you just punish me

like Stacey's parents do?

Bad karma, dear.

- Guess what?

- What?

Skip asked for my phone number.

God, I hope he calls.

- Fasten your seat belt.

- God, I hate these things.

They totally ruin the crease in my pants.

Make sure you're in park, then turn the key.

Where did you guys disappear to

the other night?

Let Julie concentrate.

Let Julie drive.

You don't want to be part of the pavement.

I have the right to know. It was my party.

Suzi, I mean, I didn't feel good.

I almost barfed from all that sushi,

you know?

And Julie took me home.

Cut the chatter, girls.

I want you to know you're my best friends.

- Eyes forward, Julie.

- Tell us quick, who is he?

- He was at the party.

- Eyes forward, mouth shut.

- Who is it? Brad was there the whole night-

- Who is it, Julie?

- Randy.

- Who's Randy?

- He's the most awesome dude ever.

- Where was I when he was around?

Where were you?

- You don't mean that guy-

- Cut the conversation, girls.

He's that guy from Hollywood.

He came back for Stacey and me...

and took us back over the hill.

We had a super time.

I mean, your party was super and all.

Man, he's just like trippin'- dicular,

you know?

- Wasn't he, Stacey?

- You die, Richman.

Straighten out!

You can't go through there. Stop!

You'll be in big trouble if this gets around.

What if Tommy finds out?

- So what?

- You've got a reputation to protect.

Don't we all?

Fail.

Dump the Sohio at 34 and one eighth.

Sure. Did you net in the cocoa futures?

- Today would be great.

- Delivery.

Hold on.

Come on in. The gate's open.

I'll get right back to you.

Hi, Mrs. Brent.

- Skip. From the party.

- I know.

Skip. From the party.

Don't stand there holding those.

Put them down.

Put them down there.

- You had a good time, I hope?

- Ma'am?

- You enjoyed yourself at the party?

- Yes, ma'am.

I'm a little bit disappointed in you.

- Ma'am?

- We talked quite a bit at the party...

and I watched you...

I believe in being direct. How about you?

Just tell me exactly what you're thinking.

Say, "Beth, I... "

Okay.

It's no accident

that I'm the one delivering the groceries.

That's a start.

I guess so.

- Can I get you something to drink?

- Sure.

I mean, no.

I've still got a few more deliveries to make.

I've really got to get back to work.

That was quick.

I've got a little tip for you, Skip.

You got to be kidding.

Plastics.

The time to do something

is when the time is right.

What time is it?

Actually, it's almost time

for Suzi to get home.

- I guess I see what you mean.

- Good.

If nothing else, we've learned that.

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