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Marty: Hey Rizzo, over here!
(enter) Hey, hey, hey! Where's all the guys?
Jan: You think they's spend a dime on their lunch? They're baggin it
Jan: Maybe we could let her in the Pink Ladies?
Just what we need. Another broad around.
Marty: Do they make me look smarter?
Nah, we can still see your face!
Jan: I'll take it!
(to Sandy) How long you been livin' around here?
Marty: Some of us like to show off and use scurvy words.
Some of us? Check out Miss Toiletmouth over here.
Patty: Hi kids!
Hey, look who's comin'. Patty Simcox, the Little Lulu of Rydell High
Marty: Wonder what she's doin' back here with us slobs?
Maybe she's havin' her period and wants to be alone.
Patty: Well don't say hello.
Patty: Oh, I just love the first day of school, don't you?
It's the biggest thrill of my life!
Patty: You'll never guess what happened this morning!
Patty: Me! Isn't that wild?
Patty: I just hope I don't make too poor a showing.
Well, we sure wish you all the luck in the world.
Patty: Goodness gracious!
Nice language. What was that all about?
Jan: We got a brand new pool right in the neighborhood. It's real nice.
Yeah, if ya like swinnin' in Clorox.
Sandy: This was sort of a special boy.
Are you kiddin'? There ain't no such thing.
Doody (on opposite side of stage): She sounds really cool, Danny.
A guy doesn't touch ya and it's true love. Maybe he was a pansy.
Danny (on opposite side of stage): I didn't say that, Sonny!
Hey, was he the guy?
Patty: Listen, Sandy, forget Danny Zuko. I know some really sharp boys.
So do I. Right you guys? C'mon, let's go.
Frenchy: See ya 'round, Patty!
Yeah, maybe we'll drop in on the next Student Council meeting.
Marty: Not you, grease ball! Danny!
Yeah. We got a surprise for ya (yank Sandy).
Jan: Yeah, those guys are all a bunch of creeps.
Yeah, Zuko's the biggest creep of all (exit).
Marty: Who cares, as long as they don't get their hooks into "kookie."
Hey Frenchy, throw me a ciggy-butt, will ya?
Sandy: Well, no, but...
Go on, try it. It ain't gonna kill ya. Give her at Hit Parade! Now, when she holds up the match, suck in on it. (coughs) Oh, I should'a told told ya, don't inhale if you're not used to it.
Frenchy: That's how I got my nickname, Frenchy.
Sure it is. Jeez, you guys, I almost forgot! (sung) (run downstage, grab bottle) A little Sneaky Pete to get the party goin'!
Frenchy: Hey we need some glasses.
Just drink it out of the bottle, we ain't got cooties.
Marty: I think I like Thunderbird better.
Okay Princess Grace.
Jan: It says right here, it's a dessert wine!
Hey, Sandy didn't get any wine.
Sandy: Oh, that's okay, I don't mind.
Hey I'll bet you never had a drink before, either...
Sandy: I had some champagne at my cousin's wedding once.
Oh, Ring-a-ding-ding. (Sandy sips) Hey, no! Ya gotta chug it. Like this! (gulp) Otherwise you swallow air bubbles and that's what makes you throw up.
Sandy: Well...no. But isn't it awfully dangerous?
(menacing) You ain't afraid...are ya? (staredown)
Sandy: I'm not feeling too well, and I...
Look Sandy, if you think you're gonna be hangin' around with the Pink Ladies-you gotta get with it! Otherwise, forget it...and go back to your hot cocoa and Girl Scout cookies!
That chick's getting to be a real nerd.
Marty: She can't help it if she ain't been around.
Yeah, well how long are we supposed to play babysitter for her? (Sandy pukes) What was that?
Frenchy: As soon as she saw the blood she went BLEUGH!
God! What a party poop!
Marty: It's from Japan.
Yeah, everything's made in Japan these days.
Jan: You never told us you knew any Marines.
How long you known this guy?
Jan: Engaged to a Marine!
(end of Greased Lightning enter)
What is that thing?
Kenickie: Hey, what took you so long?
Never mind what took me so long. Is that your new custom convert?
Kenickie: This is it! Ain't it cool?
Yeah, it's about as cool as a Good Humor truck.
Kenickie: Plenty of chicks would get down on their knees to ride around in this little number.
Sure they would! Out! What do ya think this is, a gang bang? (shove boys out) Hey Danny! I just left your girl friend at Marty's house, flashin' all over the place.
Danny: Whattaya talkin' about?
Sandy Dumbrowski! Y'know...Sandra Dee.
Danny: Why should I? She don't mean nothin' to me.
Sure, Zuko, every day now. Ya mean you ain't told 'em?
Kenickie: Told us what?
Oh, nothin'. Right, Zuko?
Kenickie: Whattaya tryin' to do, make us think she's like you?
What't that crack supposed to mean? I ain't heard you complainin'.
Danny: Hey, cool it huh?
Yeah Kenickie, if you don't shut up you're gonna get a knuckle sandwich.
Kenickie: Ohh, I'm really worried scab!
OK, you bastard!
Danny: What a couple of fruitcakes.
Well, he started it.
Vince (radio): ....7:30 tomorrow night
Hey Danny, you goin' to the dance tomorrow night?
Danny: I don't think so.
Aww, you're all broke up over little Gidget!
Ahh c'mon Zuko, why don'tcha take me to the dance-I can pull that Sandra Dee crap too. Right you guys?
Sandy: (fight) DON'T TOUCH ME!
Ahh, let me go! I ain't gonna do nothin to her. That chick's flipped her lid!
Danny: Hey, Rizzo. You wanna go to the dance with me?
Huh? Yeah, sure. Why not?
Vince: So if you've got a steady, get her ready!
Hey, Danny, you gonna be my partner for the dance contest?
Danny: Maybe if nothin' better comes along.
Patty: Oh wonderful! (signalling for Danny to cut in)
Hey, Zuko, I think she's tryin' to tell ya somethin'. Go on, dance with her. You ain't doin' me no good.
Whataya say, Fruit boots?
Eugene: I understand you were asking about me?
Yeah! I was wondering where you parked your hearse!
(Kenickie walks up)
Hey Kenickie, where ya been, the submarine races?
Kenickie: I had to go to Egypt to pick up a date.
You feel like dancin'?
Eugene: It's been very nice talking to you Betty.
Yeah, see ya around the Bookmobile.
Danny: I'm ready to dance with you now.
Don;t strain yourself, I'm dancing with Kenickie.
Miss Lynch: Anyone using tasteless or vulgar movements will be disqualified.
That let's us out!
Kenickie: You ain't takin' your record player already! The party's just getting started.
Yeah, she's cuttin' out 'cause Zuko ain't here.
Sandy: I didn't come here to see him.
No? What'dja come for, then?
Sandy: Uh...because I was invited.
We only invited ya 'cause we needed a record player.
Marty: Jeez, you're really a barrel of laughs tonight Rizzo...you havin' your friend?
Marty: Your friend. Your period.
Don't I wish! I'm about five days late.
Marty: You think maybe you're p.g.?
I don;t know-big deal.
Marty: How'd you let a thing like that happen anyway?
It wasn't my fault. The guy was usin' a thing, but it broke.
Marty: Holy cow!
Yeah, he got it in a machine gun at a gas station. Y'know, one of those four for a quarter jobs.
Marty: Hey, it's not Kenickie, is it?
Nah! You don't know the guy.
Marty: I caught him puttin' asprin in my coke.
Hey, promise you won't tell anybody, huh?
Marty: Sure, I won't say nothin'.
Hey, what happened to the music? Why don't you guys sing another song?
Kenickie: Hey Rizzo, I hear you're knocked up.
You do, huh? Boy, good news really travels fast!
Kenickie: Hey, listen, why didn't you tell me?
Don't worry about it Kenickie. You don't even know who the guy is.
Sonny: Hey, Rizz, how's tricks? Look, if you ever need somebody to talk to...
All of a sudden you think you can get a little. Get lost, Sonny.
Roger: Listen, Rizz, I'll help you out with some money if you need it.
Forget it, I don't want any handouts.
Jan: Hey, you want to stay over tonight Rizz?
Hey, why don't you guys just flake off and leave me alone?
Jan: Just leave that stuff, Rizzo. I'll get it.
Look, it's no bother. I don't mind.
Sandy: I'm sorry to hear you're in trouble Rizzo.
Bull! What are you gonna do-give me a whole sermon about it?
Sandy: No. But doesn't it bother you that you're pregnant?
Look, that's my business. It's nobody else's problem.
Sandy: Well, I guess I've said too much already. Good luck Rizzo.
Just a minute miss goody-goody! Who do you think you are? Handing me all this sympathy crap! Since you know all the answers, how come I didn't see Zuko here tonight? You just listen to me, Miss Sandra Dee...
(enter with Hot Sandy)
Remember, play it cool.
Marty: Ohh, would you paint my name on it?
Hey, Kenickie, can we stop at the drug store? I think i'm getting my friend.
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