Wayne's World 2

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OK. All right.

All right. Here we are

in our new surroundings,

the abandoned Acme Doll factory

in downtown Aurora, Illinois.

- An official babe lair.

- It'll be Chick Central.

I feel sorry for guys

who still live with their parents.

OK. You've probably noticed

we're on early tonight.

Usually, at this time on Aurora

Cable, you're watching Plant World.

They didn't want our 10:30 time slot.

But we were able to talk Plant World

into changing with Cooking World.

Although they didn't want to change.

Fortunately, White Supremacy World

was cancelled and the trades worked.

Finally, the reason we're on early

is because we're going to a concert

tonight in Chicago.

- Excellent.

- Yes.

Did I mention

that we'll be seeing Aerosmith?

Until next week,

good night and party on.

- Party on, Wayne!

- Party on, Garth.

And we're out.

- All right! Let's move, people!

- All right. Garth!

- To the Mirthmobile.

- The Mirthmobile!

All right!

Hi. I'm Wayne Campbell. Excellent.

Welcome to Wayne's World 2.

Let me bring you up to speed.

Come on.

There's a lot to tell you,

so let's take the scenic route.

A year has passed. I'm a little older

and a little wiser.

I'm starting to get hair

in really weird places.

I feel like

I'm turning into Sasquatch.

I still go out

with my girlfriend Cassandra.

She's cutting a record demo

right now.

Her career's really taking off.

You remember Cassandra, don't you?

What a babe! She'd give a dog a bone!

But you know,

even though I live on my own now,

everybody's really hassling me

to do something with my life.

To become an adult.

I feel like I'm in a John Hughes

"rites de passage" movie.

But what I'd really like to do

is something extraordinary.

Something big, something mega,

copious, capacious, cajunga.

But I'll probably

end up working at Great America,

mopping up hurl and lung butter.

You remember my best friend

Garth Algar, right?

I almost forgot.

This year, Garth finally got pubes.

You didn't tell them

about my pubes, did you?

No, of course not.

You are listening to WPIG, the Pig.

- All rock, all the time.

- WPIG Aurora.

Handsome Dan coming at you on

the short side of nine bells at WPIG,

America's rock authority. What do

you say we check in with Mr Scream?

God, Handsome Dan is so cool.

He must get a million chicks.

I bet he's totally studly and buffed.

With that voice,

he's gotta be a babe magnet.

Welcome to Mikita's.

How may I serve you?

I'd like 'rullers, 'ugar, 'ucks

and a Mikita 'cup...

And then I think I would like a large...

...with 'eam.

And could I please have

'elly donut and...

...raspberry and a 'nge drink?

- What?

- I'm sorry. And 'eaker 'oken.

- Let me recap the order.

A cruller, two sugar pucks,

a large coffee with cream,

a raspberry jelly doughnut,

orange drink, a box of five-holes.

- Yeah.

- Thank you. Drive around, please.

I'm so psyched.

Aerosmith's gonna kick ass!

But where are we supposed

to meet Cassandra?

Backstage laminates.

Encore! Encore!

Let's go!

Garth! Somebody just grabbed my butt!

- All right!

- I feel weird.

It's like a thousand fingers

urging you to let go.

- I'm having fun.

- Excellent!

- You guys wail! You guys rule, man!

- Lunch is here!

- Dude looks like a lady...

- So do you!

All right! Coming by!

Excuse me!

Where is the backstage area?

Excuse us. Excuse me.

They're cool.

- There she is. Cassandra!

- Campbell!

- Campbell!

- There she is.

- Sorry we couldn't sit together.

- No troubles. Great concert!

I want you to meet somebody.

This is Bobby Cahn of Sharp Records.

- Excellent.

- Good to see you.

- Bobby's my record producer.

- We must drop by the studio.

I don't have to tell you how

extremely talented Cassandra is.

You've heard, you've seen, you know.

Scott. I want you to meet someone.

Cassandra, this is Scott.

- Hi.

- And Dwayne.

- Actually, Wayne.

- Right.

- Bobby says you're very talented.

- I was saying the same thing.

I want to ask you something.

- Don't you hate schmoozing?

- Yes. I just despise it.

Stand back, please!

We're not worthy! We're not worthy!

- You're worthy. Get up.

- You guys were excellent tonight.

- Thanks a lot. We'll see you inside.

- We're planning on it.

Excellent.

Gotcha. Great. Hold on.

Excuse me.

- Jeez. Wayne, look.

- Garth, it's Heather locklear.

And she's signalling to us!

There is a God.

Heather be thy name.

Schwing!

- Bobby!

- Heather!

- Are you coming?

- Yeah, we're...

- This is Cassandra.

- Hello.

We're supposed to be in there.

- No, you're not.

- My girlfriend's in there.

A lot of people's girlfriends

are in there.

Denied.

Hi! Where are you from?

I'm from Wilmette.

I'm from Cicero.

Isn't it cool to be downtown?

Are you those guys

with that TV show in Aurora?

- Wayne's World?

- Wayne's World!

- No!

- You guys sure look like 'em.

If Wayne says we're not,

we're not, OK?

How long does it take

to get here from Aurora?

It takes me 40 minutes door-to-door.

My ma gave me a dollar and

dropped me off at the park-and-ride.

Dogs. Dogs.

...and Marilyn. Marilyn.

I saw the creature.

I saw the creature...

- Who are you?

- I'm Jim Morrison.

- Cool. Who's he?

- A weird naked Indian.

Cool.

Why have you brought me here?

To help you find some answers, Wayne.

- Answers to what?

- Ask me a question.

Two trains travelling at 60mph, one

from Chicago, one from los Angeles...

No. Ask me a question

about your life.

What am I supposed to do

with my life?

You should put on a concert

in Aurora, Wayne.

- How will I get the bands to come?

- If you book them, they will come.

But I don't know

how to put on a concert.

You must go to England and find a man

named Del Preston,

the greatest roadie that ever lived.

He was with us in the good times

and the bad.

He'll help you. Any more questions?

Will Garth ever get his

Sports Illustrated football phone?

It was sent to the wrong house.

It will arrive tomorrow with

the swimsuit issue and the video,

The Stanley Cup - 100 Years of Glory.

How do I get back?

- Follow the weird naked Indian.

- Cool.

Wake up, Wayne!

Garth! I just had the most vivid

and powerful dream of my life.

Last night, Jim Morrison spoke to me.

He told me that the purpose

of my life was to put on a concert.

Guess what finally came in the mail?

I guess they sent it

to the wrong house.

My Sports Illustrated

football phone...

- Oh, my God!

- Cool.

My Sports Illustrated

swimsuit issue...

Oh, my God.

...and the History of the

Stanley Cup - 100 Years of Glory.

Garth, it's a sign!

We will put on a concert.

Oh, yes. We will put on a concert.

This must be the place.

Maybe we should've called Cassandra

before we dropped by.

Garth, it's us. No one'll hassle us.

Cassandra needs the encouragement.

Excuse me, what are you guys

doing here in the street?

I'm stacking these chickens

in the crates.

Jim makes sure we have

plenty of watermelons.

So you're selling watermelons?

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