Grease 2

A new school year, Blanche.

A new era.

If the Russians

can put a man in space,

just imagine what our young

American minds can do at Rydell.

- This is going to be a wonderful year.

- Wonderful.

- Miss McGee!

- Blanche!

Spendin' my vacation

in the summer sun

Gettin' lots of action and lots offun

Scorin' like a bandit

'til the bubble burst

Suddenly it got to be September 1st

Woe is me

All summer long l was happy and free

Save my soul

The board of education

took away my parole

I gotta go back, back

Back to school again

You won't find me

'til the clock strikes three

I'm gonna be there 'til then

I gotta go back, back

Back to school again

Whoa, whoa, l gotta go

Back to school again

She's late again.

I think being late demonstrates

terrible leadership qualities.

- I'm not waiting.

- Here she is.

We're gonna be late. Let's go.

Geometry and History isjust a pain

Biology and Chemistry

destroys my brain

Don't they know

that l deserve a better fate?

I'm really much too young

to matriculate

Well, Mama, please

Your child's come down

with a fatal disease

Mama said, "Come on, you lazy bum

and get your butt out of bed

"You gotta go back, back

Back to school again

"lt's bye-bye fun

Get your homework done

"lt better be in by ten"

I gotta go back, back

Back to school again

Whoa, whoa

l gotta go

Back to school again

Senior year, the home stretch.

My dad wants me

to go to junior college after grad.

- Nerd junior college.

- What are you gonna do?

Sleep.

What are you gonna be

when you grow up?

A burden on society.

- Hello, Miss Mason.

- Hello.

- Ready for a great new year?

- I love your hair.

- Oh, thanks.

- All 300 pounds of it!

- Hello, boys.

- Good morning, Miss Mason.

I'd love to see all of you

in Music Appreciation.

I'd like to see all of you

in Music Appreciation.

- You just might.

- I think l'm in love.

Oh, my hair!

- Excuse me. Let me through.

- What are you doing?

- Watch it!

- Nerd!

- Michael?

- Frenchy?

Hello. Hi. Thanks for meeting me.

When your cousin Sandy

said you were coming to America,

I said, "Any cousin of yours

is a cousin of mine."

- She said you'd know the ropes.

- Ropes are my specialty.

I dropped out of Rydell

to go to beauty school,

but flunked Tinting

when my hair turned pink.

Pink?

The Pink Ladies pledge to act cool

To look cool and to be cool

'Til death do us part

Think Pink!

Hi, guys.

Your mother!

But now the most important thing

in my life is skin care.

- So tinting's out and skin care's in.

- That's why l'm back at Rydell.

To get my Chemistry

so l can mix my own cosmetics.

Makes sense.

I got my books together

and l dragged my feet

And then l saw this angel

Boppin' down the street

I said, "Hey, pretty baby,

how's about a date?"

She said, "l'm goin' to school

and l can't be late... "

Hey, basketball. You caught it!

How tall are you? Never mind.

We'll put high heels on

your sneakers and make you centre.

Go catch that! Oh, boy!

Basketball, basketball!

Whoa, whoa, l gotta go

Whoa, whoa, l gotta go

Back to school...

- Thank you.

- Give it back!

Hey, have a nice trip.

Yeah.

Hold it, Birds.

Comb.

Door.

- Make way.

- Pardonne-moi!

Gentlemen, start your engines.

I gotta go back, back

Back to school again

Whoa, whoa, l gotta go

Back to school...

You're going to love Rydell.

...again!

From the front it's a perfect nose. From

the side, it doesn't belong on this face.

So dump the face and keep the nose.

- What's the new look, Sharon?

- Jackie Kennedy.

It only landed her a president.

The magazines say that JFK

secretly prefers the Marilyn Monroe look.

Hi, Johnny. I really like your hair

in the back. It's really cool.

- Thanks.

- Still giving lube jobs.

- Stuff it, Goose.

- What's the story, Stephanie?

Yeah, what's the story?

Sorry!

- You know the story, Johnny. It's over.

- Yeah? Yeah? That's not good enough.

- Don't make a scene.

- There's no scene.

- Johnny!

- What's the scene?

- There's no scene, all right?

- Sorry!

- Hi, Louis.

- Hello to you.

What's this?

The Vince Fontaine National Library?

Quiet, please!

Laugh, you jerks, but wait till

l turn up on National Bandstand.

You may turn up on the bandstand,

but your beak will still be turning down.

- You're mean.

- I gotta do it.

The nose goes. Bandstand here l come.

I wouldn't fool around

with Mother Nature.

- You did with everyone else.

- Shut up!

- Meet me at the homeroom.

- Pants!

- Hi, Paulette.

- Hi, Willie.

Hey.

Excuse me.

How long have you been in America?

A week.

I'm staying with my aunt and uncle.

Oh. These are the lockers.

Take a locker and lock it.

Because these guys will steal every...

- ...thing.

- Thanks.

What do you think you're doing?

- Just putting things in my locker.

- His locker!

- Excuse us.

- No one touches these lockers, OK?

- You can't read? That spells T-Bird.

- Which spells us.

- This is a protected landmark.

- A slice of American history.

- Dig?

- I think l understand.

Good. A real Einstein.

My name's Michael Carrington.

I'm the Duke of Earl.

This is your new locker, Shakespeare.

- A perfect fit.

- We're being invaded by foreigners.

- Are you OK?

- Yeah, fine, thanks.

- Don't let these guys bug you.

- I won't, don't worry.

- When are you going to grow up?

- The nerd invaded our sacred turf.

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