Footloose Page #2

- Ariel, I could kill you!

You almost did.

That's what you get

for sniffing spray starch.

After he graduated,

they drained his brain.

- Edna, you gettin' fries?

- You can't have any.

Wendy Jo!

Yes?

Bring me Edna's fries.

Oh, sure!

Where are you going?

- What are you doing?

- Smuggled tapes.

You be careful with that.

Your daddy hears you playin' it,

he'll bust your butt.

He put his hands all over!

Your mother didn't think

you had any money with you.

Yeah, Mom?

You about ready to go?

You gonna wear that tie?

Yeah.

I think you might want

to dress down for now.

Why? I like the tie.

September, when you go to college,

you can dress like David Bowie.

Come on, let's go.

Why don't you comb your hair?

Sh*t, mister, where are you goin'?

- You're supposed to look.

- Sorry.

Where'd you learn how to drive?

Stay on the right side.

I like that hat. They sell

men's clothes where you got that?

Willard, come on.

- What's your name?

- Ren.

My name's Willard. Hewitt.

- Glad to meet ya.

- How ya doin'?

- All right. I'll see you around.

- All right.

I swear, one of these days...

That tie is fabulous!

I mean it. It's fabulous. Don't let

anyone tell you any different.

Right?

Very good.

Girl, you are on!

Chicago, wow, man.

Must be wild, like the Naked City.

Ah, fish.

I'll tell ya, you're gonna bounce

off the goddamn walls here.

What do you do there?

Oh, I don't know. Same thing

you do here. What do you do here?

- Lot of this.

- Yeah, that too.

I'll tell you, there was this place

called the Blue Heaven.

It was great. Had to steal IDs

to get in, but it was incredible.

It was like a huge

underground circus, you know.

Hot pink neon climbin' up the walls.

And astro music.

And millions of girls,

like from the university mostly.

If we could get one to dance,

just one, then that was it.

We'd get out on the floor

and we'd really start to smoke.

We'd start cuttin' in,

and these girls would stop.

- And they'd look.

- They'd look how?

You know, they'd start

to warm up a little. Right?

Pretty soon,

they'd start buying us beers.

- They're buying you guys beers?

- Oh, yeah.

Ah, sh*t.

Wait. There was this one.

This was the best.

Ginger.

Listen. We started dancing, right?

Slow dancing,

like we're stuck to each other.

Eventually it's obvious to me that

she wants to do more than dance.

Right? So we left the place.

On the way to the car, she's

already got her tongue in my ear.

We get to the car.

She says we can't go to her place

'cause of her roommate, right?

But she says,

"Hey, that's no problem. "

She's got seats in the car

that recline back. All the way back.

- If you know what I'm saying.

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