- I don't want pity votes. - Why not?
They count just as much as regular votes.
- The election is in three days!
What are we gonna do?
[xylophone chimes]
- We will be instituting a dress code.
No jackets!
- Let's cut class.
- Can I help you, Ms. Valdovinos?
- What did happen between you two?
- We were in love.
- I will play Juliet,
and the rest will be peasants.
[indistinct chatter]
- Juliet?
- A tomboy Juliet!
A maimed Romeo!
We are really going to shake things up around here.
- We'll just have to find another way
to get people's attention.
They want to pit us against each other
so they can control us!
- Sorry, Teach! - Ah! Hey, no!
- See what we can do when we work together?
- You know something?
I'm starting like school.
[classic rock music]
- First, you'll have to know what happens
when an atomic bomb explodes.
You'll know when it comes.
We hope it never comes, but you must get ready.
Be like Burt. When there is a flash,
duck, and cover, and do it fast.
If you are not ready and do not know what to do,
it could hurt you in different ways.
It could knock you down hard or throw you against...
- If the bomb does drop, you're all welcome
to stay in my bomb shelter.
It seats 35, but there's only enough food for six,
so BYOF.
- Jane's got momentum.
People's minds are made up.
- So we'll change them.
We have to.
- Hey, you know, maybe the U.S.
could have handed out turtle shells in Hiroshima.
I would've done it, but my family and I
were busy being imprisoned by our own government.
- Forget the bomb!
Wait till we light up the sky tonight with these!
- We are going to pull so many pranks.
- No pranks at the drive-in tonight.
I want to watch the movie.
- You want to watch it next to me, sweetheart?
- [sighs] Fine.
Hey, Nancy, Gil's gonna give us a ride.
- Oh. - Me three! Me three!
- They never saw it coming.
- What's hitting you, Facciano?
- I just have this feeling
something bad is gonna happen tonight.
- Not on my watch.
Halloween is my Christmas.
- Yeah, relax, the election's in the bag
after we got everyone's jackets back.
- Buddy would need a miracle to win.
- I know. I know.
Everything's good.
The election, Richie.
But it's always calmest right before the storm.
[pensive music]
- So let's be ready every day, all the time,
to do the right thing if the atomic bomb explodes.
Duck and cover.
- ♪ Oh, the bomb is gonna drop ♪
♪ Don't know when, I don't know why ♪
♪ It's the calm before chaos
♪ Fire in the sky
♪ If the bomb comes choosing you ♪
♪ It will light up all your life ♪
♪ One eye open for the boom
♪ Fire in the sky
♪ Oh, since the dawn of time
♪ The element of surprise
♪ Had landed on the guys who just ignored the signs ♪
♪ So I won't close my eyes to titanic ice ♪
♪ When disaster strikes
- ♪ Don't lose your cool, fighter jets ain't coming ♪
both: ♪ Oh, but if they do, there's no use in running ♪
♪ So get in the mood, live until we're done in ♪
♪ And give in to the boom
♪
♪ Give in to the boom
♪
♪ Give in to the boom
- ♪ If the bomb is gonna drop
♪ Pour a drink and toast to life ♪
- ♪ Don't say that, it's surely not ♪
♪ All I see is blue sky
- ♪ I know you're probably right ♪
♪ I probably need a night with just a little fun ♪
♪ And maybe with the one
♪ So let me close my eyes to titanic ice,
♪ Baby, roll that dice
all: ♪ Don't lose your cool, fighter jets ain't coming ♪
♪ Oh, but if they do, there's no use in running ♪
♪ So get in the mood, live until we're done in ♪
♪ Give in to the boom
♪ Don't lose your cool, fighter jets ain't coming ♪
♪ Oh, but if they do, there's no use in running ♪
♪ So get in the mood, live until we're done in ♪
♪ Give in to the boom
♪ You can't duck and cover
♪ When the world's going under ♪
♪ If the bomb chooses you
♪ Give in to the boom
♪ You can't duck and cover
♪ When the world's going under ♪
♪ If the bomb chooses you
♪ Give in to the boom
[film clicking]
[school bell rings]
[indistinct chatter]
- Pick me up at 7:00 tonight?
- Yeah.
Tonight, we need to talk.
- [sighs]
[upbeat music]
♪
- Have not saints lips and holy palmers too?
- Aye, pilgrim, lips that...
They must use in prayer.
- O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do.
They pray.
- This is painful to watch, and I want them to fail.
- Will they just get to the part where they die?
- Oh, so you're talking to me now?
- I think you're being punished enough.
- Cut! Stop! Stop!
- I'm sorry. Did I mess up a line?
- No, you're fantastic.
You're going to make grown women reevaluate their lives!
You make me feel like I've made a mistake.
- If you want to cast someone else...
- No, because I do not make mistakes.
The muse is only challenging me,
that trickster hag.
Oh, God.
Mm.
You'll work with Lydia.
- No.
- Yes.
- No.
- Yes!
Do not bring her back until you have broken her.
[school bell rings]
- You're on your own.
Dig?
- Fine by me. I don't need your help.
Dig? - I do.
And frankly, I cannot wait
to see you do that in front of all of them.
[typewriter clattering]
- Thanks, Mr. Daniels.
- Ooh.
Toodle-loo, Leonard.
I'm off to canasta with the girls.
- Take them for all they've got, Hilda.
- Oh, an anonymous little birdie told me
that you bought one of the first Lakeridge houses.
The one with the rose bushes on Sparrow Lane.
- Guilty.
I'm lucky Dick Aldridge cuts deals for his son's teachers.
- Barb will love it.
And it was Eileen who told me.
She's a terrible gossip. Never trust her.
- Nope.
- My opinion piece on the lack of women authors
in Rydell's English curriculum.
- [sighs] You love to get me in trouble.
- It has nothing to do with you.
I like writing for the paper.
- Hmm.
- Hey, beautiful.
Why are you carrying those heavy books
when I got two hands hanging useless
off the end of my arms?
- [chuckles]
[upbeat music]
♪
- Say, Daddy, what are you doing there?
- "We need to talk."
That can only mean one thing.
- He's PG.
Jane, you dog!
- He's breaking things off!
We aren't even officially dating!
- [groans] - [yelps]
- You have what we in the medical field
call being totally flipped.
Tell us, where did it begin?
- I don't know.
Catholicism? - Catholicism...
- Being uprooted from New York.
I always feel like the rug is going
to be pulled out from underneath me.
- Ah, I can't take this anymore!
He wants to ask you to be his girl.
- What?
- My brother wants to be your boyfriend.
That's the bomb, OK?
- Oh, that's a relief.
- Hey.
- Now, can we talk about a real problem?
I need help with my lines with this stupid play!
They've already got me wearing a dress.
I don't want to give them another reason to laugh at me.
- I can help.
I am not an actor, nor do I respect the profession,
but I also feel like I'd be great at it.
- OK, you read Romeo's lines.
- OK. [clears throat]
Have not saints lips and holy...
Ooh, this is boring. I'm sorry.
I have to return to my first love: fashion.
Mom! - [gasps]
Goodness, Nancy. You don't have to yell.
Got it right here.
- Nancy worked all night on these.
- Hear that, girls? All night.
- Ah! What is it?
- Your costumes! [giggles]
Olivia, you're a martian
because you're exploring new worlds.
Jane, you're a werewolf
because you are transforming into something more interesting
than you used to be.
And, Cynthia, you're an ant
who got trapped in an atomic experiment because...
it's a cool costume I wanted to make.
- Thanks, but it's two-for-one hot dog night
at the drive-in.
I can't eat six to eight hot dogs with this thing on.
- Thanks, Nancy, but I don't want to look scary tonight.
I've got a date!
So does Olivia.
- No, I don't!
But I should look good if it turns into one.
I'm just gonna throw on some cat ears and call it a night.
- Are you serious?
Halloween is about dressing up and having fun, not boys.
- Why not all the above? What's your costume?
- Swamp monster.
You know what they say. Dress for the job you want.
- Or do the job you have.
- [groans]
All finished here?
Thank you.
- When you wave the white flag, you want to be friends.
- Hey there! Open up!
Come on out! We're friends!
[crowd yelling]
- I'm scared! - Don't worry. Don't worry.
Anything that tries to kill you has to kill me first.
- What? What is this?
Ugh! - I'm a superhero.
- What superhero? - Please stop, Rosemary.
- But you're wearing a weird outfit.
That's not the costume we talked about.
Now, we don't match! - I don't want to walk around
all night in a hospital gown! It's embarrassing!
I don't know why I couldn't be a doctor.
My dad's a doctor. - He is?
- How much did this bike set you back?
- A penny or two, but it's worth it.
- Run, lady!
And take off your heels! They're slowing you down!
- You think extraterrestrials are real?
- Maybe, but if they come down here
looking for intelligent life,
they're gonna be very disappointed.
- [chuckles]
- Move! You're blocking the screen.
- Yeah, I don't want to miss the part
where they disintegrate the guys with their laser beams.
- How do you know that's going to happen?
Have you seen this movie before?
- I don't have to.
I'm great at predicting plot twists.
[laser beam zapping]
- Turn up the radio, everyone!
Johnny Vavoom is doing dedications!
[radio static]
- Hey there, ghosts and goblins!
Just 'cause the grim reaper is on the prowl
doesn't mean romance has to be dead too.
So to Polly from Orson: "Won't you be my ghoul?"
- [mockingly] Won't you be my ghoul?
- And from Bill to Edith:
"No tricks. You're a treat."
And finally, to Nancy Nakagawa from a secret admirer:
"You are more special than you know.
This one's for you."
- Nancy, that's you!
- Congratulations!
- That's stupid.
I mean, who would dedicate a song to me?
- A real-life plot twist!
Let me help you figure it out, please?
I got the goods...
and the suspects to start.
- ♪ Believe me, I've got a case... ♪
- It could be anyone.
- ♪ Oh, Nancy
♪ With a laughing face
[laser beams zapping]
- Jane.
- Yes?
Oh.
- [chuckles] Hey!
Eyes on the alien invasion.
- As long as they don't beam down
and ruin the election tomorrow.
- Relax.
You're gonna win.
And hey, maybe you can make a few corrections
to my attendance record when you're in office.
- [chuckles]
I should probably focus on trying
to change the things I promised to first.
- Yeah, and I'm gonna help.
We are gonna rule the school this year.
- Um, we?
- Yeah, that's what I wanted to talk to you about.
We're good together.
I like you more than any other girl I've ever met,
besides my mom and my sisters.
I mean, differently than my mom and my sisters.
Obviously. I'm sorry.
I don't know why I'm talking about my mom and my sisters.
What I'm trying to say is...
- Richie, I...
[evil laughter]
- It's insane to vote for Jane!
Vote for Buddy!
[car horns honking]
- Who's doing that? Turn it off!
- Tonight, party at Lakeridge.
[evil laughter]
- What the hell was that?
- A bomb.
- [cackling]
- The Socs think they can just throw a bash
before the election to get everyone on their side?
- Looks like it's working.
What are we gonna do?
- Can you take me to that address?
- I'm here to serve.
[classic rock music]
♪
- I'll catch up!
I'll be right there!
Come on!
- So Buddy's dad built all this, huh?
- I think Buddy's dad hired people to build all this.
- Gotta admit, though, these are some nice shacks.
- Yeah.
[indistinct chatter]
- Whoop!
Lucky for you girls, we're all stocked up for tonight.
Pick your poison.
Eggs?
- TP?
- Water hose through the window?
- With enough time, we can disassemble Buddy's car
and reassemble it on the roof.
- Oh, um, well,
I was thinking something more like
we get into the party and then figure it out from there.
- How are we gonna get in?
They'll kick us all out on sight.
- [clears throat]
♪ Fa-la-la-la-la
♪ I love Halloween
- OK, everyone, follow my lead.
- Me and the guys are gonna sneak in the back.
- You know what? Why don't you stay out here?
You're driving the getaway car. You need to be ready.
- Yeah, it's cool. I'll just wait then.
- OK.
- Ugh, what are you supposed to be?
- I don't know.
I just cut up my undershirt with my pocketknife.
- Go ahead. I'll meet you inside.
- Welcome to Ry-hell,
the land of no liberty.
Tonight, we take you on a journey
where you will see the dark, dreary future that awaits you
if you vote for Jane Facciano.
Once the Pink Ladies are your leaders,
this will be your lunch.
Did anyone order brain?
- [cackles]
[coughs]
Do you mind bringing me a soda? It's really hot in here.
- You can drink on your break. - I know.
But it's hard to breathe... - Moving along!
Under the reign of Jane, this will be your uniform.
Both: She said it'd be fun for everyone.
- And this will be the Rydell flag.
- Communism? How original. - Hmm.
- What was that, werewolf?
- [growls]
Where's the punch?
- Oh, through the streamers.
Straight back. Can't miss it.
If you hit the bathroom, you've gone too far.
Welcome to Ry-hell!
♪
- ♪ Crazy, man, crazy
♪ Crazy, man, crazy
♪ Oh, when the music's gone, gone ♪
♪ Crazy, man, crazy
- Wow. Look at that costume.
[chuckles] You're?
- The solar system.
- Hey, our costumes kind of go together!
- Yeah. - Hey!
We're bobbing for apples.
Loser has to drink the spit water.
- But we're cheating, so the nerds are having to chug.
Come see! - Guys!
Guys, don't do that! Don't...
Hey, I'm sorry. I got to go deal with that.
But find me later
so I can give you a ride home tonight, OK?
It can get pretty crazy out there.
- OK, sure.
- Neil!
- Wait. You're breaking up with me?
- Rosemary, it's over!
You're bossy, you're mean, and you never listen to me!
- What?
Ugh!
Hi. How are you?
[laughs] You're so funny.
- [gasps]
That's our ticket.
Mm-hmm.
I have a plan.
Where's Olivia?
- Probably in the can.
- Cynthia, you're with me.
Nancy, you'll be the lookout.
Potato...
I'm still not sure why you're here.
♪
- [grunts] - Sorry!
Good golly, I'm so sorry.
- All right, back to the secret admirer.
First rule of plot twists:
the murderer is always someone you know.
- My secret admirer is not a murderer.
I don't think.
- Is there anyone you've had a connection with lately?
- Wally and Rosemary just broke up?
Ooh!
- Oh.
- Hey. How are you doing?
- Nancy? - No names!
Listen, kid,
I felt a connection out there in the field too,
but it was strictly horse to athlete.
You didn't have to break up with your girlfriend for me.
- I didn't.
Look, I haven't told anyone this yet,
but I'm actually kind of sweet on...
- OK, egg the school,
TP McGee's, and fireworks at Nicholson's?
- Let's do McGee's last.
Let the traffic clear up.
- Uh, fellas?
At least we still got the fireworks.
- What's wrong with us? It's Halloween!
T-Birds are supposed to be kings!
- I've been thinking the same thing.
What are we missing?
- The girls. - [scoffs] That is it.
I'm going in.
Hey! - Oh!
- Can I borrow that? - Sure.
- Keep an eye on the cars.
- Didn't Jane say to wait out here?
- Jane's my girl, not my boss.
- Are we almost done?
These arms keep making passes at people.
- I just have to get down to the basement.
The problem is, you can't hear anything down there.
That's it! OK, when the band is between songs,
you call down to me through the laundry chute, and I'll start.
- Hi, Cynthia.
- What? How'd you know it was me?
- I've studied your gait.
You walk like a neurotic pigeon.
- What's your costume?
- The American dream.
- Funny.
[finger snap]
Wait!
I really need your help with the play.
- Hmm.
The rube has returned to her liege.
- Come on. I'm begging.
Besides, Mr. Vaughan says
we are only as strong as our weakest link,
so if I blow it, you look bad too.
- Fine. Go.
- Aye, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.
- O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do.
They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.
- Saints do not move.
- It's that line.
Yeah, you get all strange when you say it.
- No, I don't.
- The kiss.
Are you nervous about the kiss?
- Pfft!
Yes.
- [scoffs]
- I've never done that before.
- Stage kisses are meaningless.
It's like kissing the wall.
I can show you.
- You mean, here?
[whispers] Now?
- The quicker you get something over with,
the less of a deal it becomes in your mind.
- OK.
Saints do not move, though grant, for prayers' sake.
- Then move not while my prayer's effect I take.
[tender music]
♪
- ♪ I heard about this feeling ♪
♪ I've never felt before
♪ Spotlights reflecting on my eyes ♪
♪ Something's overflowing
♪ It shouldn't feel this right ♪
♪ Imagining's way better than life ♪
♪ All this time, had no idea ♪
♪ I'd lose myself inside the words ♪
♪ And find myself in a new world ♪
♪ There's nothing that I can't feel ♪
♪ How can these emotions be way more real than anything? ♪
♪ Up here, we're merely players ♪
♪ But playing's real when you commit to danger ♪
♪ The love, the fear, the anger ♪
♪ Feels somehow real
♪ Though we are merely players ♪
♪
- ♪ I know just what you're feeling ♪
♪ I've had that dream before
♪ Had it every night of my life ♪
♪ Underneath the lights, you can find your truest form ♪
There's so much honesty in the lie ♪
both: ♪ Hollywood has no idea
♪ That everything they're looking for is right here ♪
♪ We'll make it real
♪ There's nothing that we can't feel ♪
♪ We've just got to move on in, give everything without fear ♪
♪ Up here, we're merely players ♪
♪ But playing's real when you commit to danger ♪
♪ The love, the fear, the anger ♪
♪ Feels somehow real
♪ Though we are merely players ♪
♪
- ♪ You're the new Greta Garbo ♪
- ♪ And you're Marlon Brando
- ♪ Hollywood has no idea
both: ♪ Up here, we're merely players ♪
♪ But playing's real when you commit to danger ♪
♪ The love, the fear, the anger ♪
♪ Feels somehow real
♪ Though we are merely players ♪
- ♪ Up here, we're merely players ♪
♪ But a play is real when you commit to danger ♪
♪ The love, the fear, the anger ♪
♪ Feels somehow real
♪ Though we are merely players ♪
both: ♪ Hollywood has no idea
- Wow.
So that's acting.
- Yeah. [clears throat]
- It felt so real.
- That's... That is why people love it.
- I get it now.
Wait. Does this mean I'm a thespian?
- [sighs]
[door creaks]
[eerie music]
♪
- Whoa! - Aah!
What are you doing here?
- This is my house.
What are you doing here?
- I'm sorry. Didn't even know it was yours.
Painting?
- How did you guess?
[laughter]
Barb didn't care for the turquoise.
She said it's loud.
- I like it.
- Yeah, me too.
But now we're doing beige. - Mm.
- Want a tour?
- Sure.
- Sorry, Nancy. - It's OK.
I was hoping it wasn't you too.
Nothing personal.
We're never going to find this guy.
- Maybe there's a clue hidden in the lyric of the song.
- OK. - Yeah.
- "Summer could take some lessons from her."
- Bingo. Who'd you meet this summer?
- Nobody. I loathe picnics and beaches.
- What about the title?
"Nancy with the Laughing Face"? What makes you laugh?
- Bugs Bunny, and only Bugs Bunny.
- [chuckles] Yeah, that guy's hilarious.
But come on.
Can you think of anyone? - No.
This is probably just someone pulling a prank on me.
All the boys at the school think I'm weird.
- Come on. You're not weird.
You're...
OK, you're a little weird, but that just means you're unique.
All the guys want a unique girl.
Ooh, let's look in there!
- Come on, Cynthia.
What is the holdup?
You know what?
Ladies and gentlemen.
[soft rock music]
♪
- ♪ Leave my baby alone
♪ Please tend to your own business ♪
♪ And leave my baby alone
- Ooh!
[mic feedback]
[groaning]
- Ladies and gentlemen,
I have an announcement
about the real Ry-hell.
The one you're living in now.
The one ruled by the Socs.
- [whispers] What is going on? - I don't know.
- These evildoers may invite you to swell parties
once a year, right before the election,
only so that you'll forget about all the times
they've ignored and tormented you!
- That's not true. We consider all of you friends.
Right, Louise?
- It's Lucille!
[crowd murmuring]
- The voice is right about being tormented!
I just drank a gallon of spit water.
[laughter] Cheaters!
- Don't worry!
That voice is all a part of the show
because it would be scary
if any of that was really true.
[chuckles]
Now hit it!
I said, hit it!
- Fellas!
Fellas!
Let's talk about this.
- How would you like to be locked in the crapper?
- And maybe you're thinking
good, old Buddy Aldridge isn't like the other Socs.
But remember, he could stand up to his friends at any moment,
and he doesn't,
because to stand up, you need a spine,
and Buddy Aldridge doesn't have one!
So vote for...
- Jane!
That was a low blow. - You're one to talk.
You staged a house of horrors about me
and invited the whole school!
- That was Susan's idea.
- You can't keep hiding
behind everyone else in your life, Buddy!
Susan, your dad...
- I am not the one hiding in a basement, attacking people!
- I've only just begun.
- Oh, yeah? What's next? - I don't know.
- What else are you gonna do to win a high school election?
- Whatever it takes!
- [inhales deeply, sighs]
Do you remember when we talked
about running for student council?
We thought it would be fun.
[indistinct chatter]
- I don't even feel like the same person
as I was back then.
- Me neither.
[dramatic music]
♪
- Richie, did you get in?
- I couldn't find anybody.
- What's going on?
- I'm ending this party.
It's what she wanted, right?
- [chuckles] All right.
The T-Birds are back, baby.
[upbeat jazz music]
♪
- I have to get out of here. - Why?
The plan worked! This is our party now!
- I don't care.
I just have to get back to Richie.
I've just gotten so wrapped up in this stupid election.
- Hey, sorry, I forgot to signal you.
I was just, uh, running lines.
Where's Olivia?
-I don't know. We'll find her on the way out.
- You have got to get out of here!
You were not invited!
- Oh, don't worry. We were just on our way out.
This party's a bomb!
[explosion]
[screaming]
[alarms blaring]
- Aah, somebody cover my head!
- Maybe we shouldn't have lit 'em all at once.
[tense music]
♪
[both panting]
♪
[indistinct chatter]
- [screaming]
- We got it. We got it. You're good.
There you go.
- See, this is exactly what we tried to warn you about,
that she'd burn the whole town down!
See? I told you.
- She's crazy! - Was she on fire?
- Hey! Are you OK?
- Yeah, yeah. You?
Wally, can you get Hazel home? I would, but...
- You've got bigger fires to put out.
- I'll make sure she gets home safe.
- Thank you. Thank you. Get home.
- What were you thinking?
People could have gotten hurt.
- I'm just trying to help. - I didn't ask for your help.
- Yeah, I noticed. - Richie.
We thought we were gonna die in there.
- Yeah? Did Buddy hold you real close?
Because I saw you two snuggling up earlier.
- I... I know how that must have looked.
But it's not... - Don't bother.
I know you're into politics now, so save me the lies.
- I'm not lying.
- The second I started talking about us at the drive-in,
you just couldn't wait to get away from me.
You know, I was gonna give you my jacket tonight.
- I don't want your jacket!
I...
I have my own.
It doesn't mean I don't want to be your girlfriend.
I do.
I like you too...
- Everything's got to be on your terms, huh?
Because this is all about you
and this dopey election that you've roped everyone into.
Me, my sister, the whole school.
Pretending it's all for the greater good,
but it's all about you!
Vote for Jane, everyone,
so she can be popular, and go to college,
and be the most perfect-est girl there ever was!
Golly!
- Stop it. You're being a jerk.
- I know the real reason
why you don't want to wear my jacket.
Because being with the guy like me
brings down your stock.
- That's not fair.
- You're telling me.
[somber music]
♪
[melancholic music]
♪
- ♪ My patriotic duty
♪ It compels me
♪ To rise to the occasion for the vote ♪
♪
♪ Democracy requires tender caring ♪
♪ For it's fragile as an ego
♪ So to the polls must we go
♪ But thank God, it's almost ♪
♪ Thank god, it's almost over ♪
♪
♪ This stupid election has almost killed us ♪
♪ Consuming every fiber of our lives ♪
♪ There's no more issues left for us to discuss ♪
♪ And I'm over the moon to say goodbye ♪
♪ To this unhealthy obsession
♪ It's too much 24/7
♪ This stupid election has almost killed us ♪
♪ Goodbye, goodbye
♪ He said, she said, spinning all these lies ♪
♪ Goodbye, goodbye
♪ Almost over, reach the finish line ♪
♪ Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
♪
♪ Our country was founded on the simple theory ♪
♪ that every voice is worth its weight in gold ♪
♪ But I can't lie, what I'm really needing ♪
♪ Is to sip a sweet vermouth, unplug the phone ♪
♪ The projection, the deflection ♪
♪ Is too much 24/7
♪ This stupid election has almost killed us ♪
♪ Goodbye, goodbye
♪ He said, she said, spinning all these lies ♪
♪ Goodbye, goodbye
♪ Almost over, reach the finish line ♪
♪ Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
♪
♪ Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
[school bell rings]
- Aye, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.
- O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do.
They pray, grant though lest faith turn to despair.
- Saints do not move,
though grant, for prayers' sake.
- Then move not
while my prayer's effect I take.
- Kiss, kiss, and scene.
- Nice.
- I still hate you. - OK.
- I don't weep often...
Maybe once, twice a day...
But this has brought me tears of joy!
The range! The vulnerability!
And, Buddy, you're still a force.
- Thank you.
- But, Cynthia,
you're a revelation.
- Thanks.
- Lydia.
Those practice sessions worked.
- She's improved.
- Double them.
I want you two practicing every single day.
[upbeat music]
♪
[scatting]
- ♪ Crazy 'bout you, baby, want you all to myself ♪
- Remember, students,
choose only one candidate for president.
Fill in the bubble completely,
and all votes for Seymour Buttz will be thrown out.
[laughter]
- ♪ Crazy 'bout you, baby
♪ Want you all to myself
♪ Crazy 'bout you, baby
♪ Want you all to myself
♪ Now the time has come, honey ♪
♪ Will you please be my wife? ♪
♪ I will take good care of you the rest of your life ♪
♪ I'm gonna spend a lot of money, house built for two ♪
♪ A cottage in the country for just me and you ♪
♪ Crazy 'bout you, baby
♪ Want you all to myself
♪
[scatting]
♪ Crazy 'bout you, baby
♪ Man, I'm crazy 'bout you
♪ Crazy 'bout you, baby
♪ Don't know what I'm gonna do ♪
♪ Crazy 'bout you, baby
♪ I'm just bubbling with joy
♪ Crazy
♪ Crazy 'bout you, baby
♪ Want you all to myself
Hey!
- We were gonna get you flowers, but they die.
This is forever.
- You can still pull off a win.
Not everyone blames you for what happened last night.
- Yeah, let's go celebrate with banana splits.
My parents will make us pay,
but I can just steal the money back from the register later.
- [chuckles]
I think I'm just gonna go home.
But thanks for this.
It means a lot.
- Pretty crazy night last night, huh?
- Yeah. Where'd you go?
- I was at the party.
- If you say so.
- 211.
212.
213.
Well, it looks like we're living through history.
Rydell High has its first female president.
- Are you sure?
- We counted the votes twice.
- Well, this is ludicrous.
- Now, now, no need to rain on some people's parades.
- Come on, dear.
You're gonna help me type up an announcement.
- [gasps] Buddy.
- It's all right.
I'm gonna go home.
- OK, how do we know there wasn't fraud?
Someone could have voted twice.
- [scoffs]
- You need to count the ballots again.
- Of course. Of course.
One.
Two.
Three.
Four.
[footsteps approaching]
- Hi.
- I just wanted to be the first to congratulate you.
- What?
- You won.
You're the president.
- Oh, my goodness! [laughter]
Would you like to sit?
- Thank you. Say hi to your pops from me.
- Thank you. - Bye.
[gentle music]
- ♪ The moon belongs to...
- I know it was you.
- You who? Me? Me who?
- You. You're my admirer.
- Wow!
What a twist!
Even I didn't know it was me.
- Come off it. You volunteered to help me.
You could have just told me you were keen on me, you know?
- It all adds up.
Except it wasn't me.
- Oh.
- Explain me something.
You're always saying how much you hate boys,
but then you seemed pretty interested in finding this one.
- I guess I always thought
I would have to change the way I am for a boy to like me.
But if there were a boy who already liked the way I was...
Maybe it'd be different.
- I'm sure he's out there.
- Well, thanks for your help.
I guess some mysteries are better left unsolved.
- [snorts]
- For helping her find her guy.
- But we didn't. - Sure, you did.
You're looking at 'em.
- You two dedicated the song to her?
- We used to sing it to her when she was a baby.
- We heard that all her friends had dates.
We didn't want her to feel left out.
- Mr. and Mrs. Nakagawa, maybe you shouldn't tell her.
Let her think somebody is out there, pining away for her.
A white lie never hurt anyone.
- Oh, we wouldn't tell her.
We're pretty scared of her.
♪
- ♪ The best things in life
♪ Are free
♪ The best things in life
♪ Are free
- I wish we could both be winners.
I'm in charge of student council now.
I could change the rules! - Don't be silly.
I've spent my whole life competing in stuff.
Sometimes you lose.
Besides, I'm relieved.
- [scoffs] What are you talking about?
- I was just running to win.
You were running to change things.
- Sometimes I wonder if that's true.
What if I was just running to win too?
What if it's just all about me?
- Hey, knock it off.
You don't have a selfish bone in your body.
- I don't know. - I'm serious.
You have dealt with so much this year.
A lot of which was my fault.
I'm sorry.
But you kept going
because you wanted to make a difference.
And you won
because people are inspired by you.
I'm inspired by you.
It's true...
[tender music]
♪
[upbeat music]
♪