Teen Wolf

Synopsis: Meet Scott Howard, a struggling high school student with problems. He is on a lackluster basketball team with a lame duck coach, he is having problems getting noticed by the prettiest girl in his school, Pamela Wells (who already has a boyfriend who wants to ruin Scott's life named Mick McAllister). But in the middle of it all, he feels an effects of a dog whistle and he itches everywhere and even discovers that his nails are longer and sharp. When he came home from a party, he discovers his new problem. He is a half human-wolf hybrid. He tries to keep this a secret, but during a basketball game the secret comes out and it helped Scott to turn his life around, the basketball team starts to become a contender for the state championships. He became very popular, and he was discovered by Pamela, and begin to go out with each other (despite that Pamela is still going out with Mick). However, Scott's father warns him about turning into the wolf out of anger. Scott must watch his anger as he
Genre: Comedy, Fantasy
Director(s): Rod Daniel
Production: Atlantic
 
IMDB:
6.0
Metacritic:
25
Rotten Tomatoes:
47%
PG
Year:
1985
91 min
4,581 Views


Time.

You guys suck.

No, really?

You're looking good.

Nothing to worry about. It's fine.

Hot, isn't it?

Shouldn't have gotten in his way, Scottie.

- Looking good out there, babe.

- How would you know, Stiles?

- You want to forfeit the game?

- Yeah, what's wrong with that?

- No.

- No?

My players have

league scoring records at stake.

If we quit now you can beat the traffic.

- There's a lot to learn from losing.

- We'll play if it's that big a deal to you.

Over here, over here!

Push it up.

- It's not going too well, is it?

- Look at their sneakers.

If our guys had sneakers like that

who knows what they could do.

Shoot.

We're all open.

That fat kid's got a great arm.

Over here. Pass it.

Forget it, dork.

Nice try.

I wanna get out of here.

It's not that bad. First game

of the season, 11 more to go.

It's just a game.

You better shape up.

I can't do this all by myself.

- What is that? Liverwurst?

- What?

- I thought you were on a diet, Chub.

- I don't know what you're talking about.

Chub, look at this.

Give me that.

Stop snooping around in my locker.

Look, I can smell

that liverwurst from over there.

Oh, yeah, right. Underneath these?

All right. Great game, guys.

We showed them.

- We lost, Stiles.

- The umpire needed glasses.

- Remember that seven buck s?

- You owe me.

Without a keg,

they won't let me into the party.

- Where would you buy it anyway?

- Lend me five.

- Later.

- Two.

Hey, Chub, how's the diet?

Lemonade, you were terrific.

What the hell is that?

Lemonade, my man. What it is?

I'm raising some cash

for the Afro-American festival...

Can we talk?

Hey, Scottie, come on in.

- Great game. Want a thigh or a wing?

- That's not necessary, coach.

You said that if we had problems,

we should come to you.

- That's what I'm here for.

- Great, because I got a problem.

What kind of problem?

As you can see, I'm a very busy man.

- It's kind of complicated.

- Oh, those kinds of problems.

What is it? Drugs? Girls?

I'd like to help, but I'm tapped out.

The IRS is breathing down my neck

like it's a personal vendetta.

No, coach. How can I put this?

I'm going through changes.

Don't worry about that.

We all go through that.

Some a bit later than others.

Sorry I didn't notice.

I haven't been in the locker room much.

I don't think it's gonna be possible

for me to play on the team anymore.

Oh, yeah? Well look,

I know what you're going through.

A couple years back

a kid came to me the same way.

Saying to me

the same thing you're saying.

He wanted to drop off the team.

His mother was a widow, all crippled up.

She was scrubbing floors.

She had a pin in her hip.

He wanted to drop basketball and get a job.

Now these were poor people.

Hungry people with real problems.

Understand what I'm saying?

What happened to the kid?

I don't know. He quit.

Third stringer, I didn't need him.

- I'm a first stringer.

- And you work for your old man.

I should be coming to you

when I need money.

Fine. Thank s a lot, coach.

Don't mention it.

Like I said before Mi casa su casa.

Thank s.

Are you going to work?

Will you walk with me?

- Catch you later, Boof.

- Bye, Tina... Sheena..?

I had the strangest dream.

It was bizarre.

- Was I in this one?

- You, Pamela and a bunch of chickens.

- How the hell are you?

- Say no.

- Great talking to you.

- Chickens?

Yeah, big chickens. Giant chickens.

Like fryers.

- That guy was right. We do suck.

- No news there.

71-12. I don't even know

what I'm doing out there.

I'm sick of it, Boof.

I'm sick of being so average.

And it's not just basketball.

It's school, this town, everything.

I like Beacontown.

I'd like my life to change. I don't

wanna end up working for my dad.

- You're father is a terrific guy.

- Boof, look at me.

Now try and be objective.

Am I all right?

Is there anything wrong with me?

- You should shower after basketball.

- I do.

Then there's nothing wrong with you.

Then why won't Pamela Wells

say two words to me?

- You can do a lot better than her.

- Like who?

- Don't you have to be at work?

- Did I say something wrong?

No, no. See you at the party.

- Hey, Angela.

- What was the score?

Very funny.

What was the score?

Don't tell me, I'll lose my count.

Down to our last waffle iron.

How am I expected to compete

with wrenches made in India?

I'm not Sears and Roebuck.

You look a little tired today.

The coach isn't giving you steroids, is he?

Not likely. Maybe he should.

We lost 71-12.

Beacontown hasn't won a game in...

It must be three years.

Ow!

Don't take it personally.

It's all part of growing up.

Yeah, I guess so.

- Any deliveries?

- Down at the high school.

Some strange sounding guy called.

Sounded like he was in a hurry.

I'm not sure what I wrote down.

That's what the clipboard is for.

Well, it is.

It's broken.

A dog whistle?

Hi, Mr. Thorne. How are you, sir?

Thank s.

What an arm.

Thank s, Mr. Thorne. I appreciate it.

I knew he was out there.

I didn't actually hear him,

but I knew he was there.

I could only see a thin white crack

of light which set my bedroom apart...

More sensual. We need to

feel you, want to smell you. Hurt me.

...from the dense and heavy darkness.

But surely I could feel him.

It was Nick.

What was that?

Sorry, sir. That was me.

What do you want from me?

What do people want from me?

- I am merely trying to rehearse.

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Jeph Loeb

Joseph "Jeph" Loeb III () is an American film and television writer, producer and comic book writer. Loeb was a producer/writer on the TV series Smallville and Lost, writer for the films Commando and Teen Wolf, and a writer and co-executive producer on the NBC TV show Heroes from its premiere in 2006 to November 2008. In 2010, Loeb became Executive Vice President of Marvel Television.A four-time Eisner Award winner and five-time Wizard Fan Awards winner, Loeb's comic book work, which has appeared on the New York Times Best Seller list, includes work on many major characters, including Spider-Man, Batman, Superman, Hulk, Captain America, Cable, Iron Man, Daredevil, Supergirl, the Avengers, and Buffy the Vampire Slayer, much of which he has produced in collaboration with artist Tim Sale. more…

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