Teen Beach Movie Page #3

to cause a commotion.

Come on, everyone,

jump into the ocean.

Flyin' high, just out of reach, girl.

No ands, ifs, buts,

we're nuts for the beach.

Surf, surf.

- Surf, surf crazy.

- Surf, surf crazy.

Grab the perfect

wave, say hi to the sky.

Hi to the sky.

Surf, sun and sand.

It's a bikini wonderland.

Summer's on and we've gone.

Surf surf crazy.

The radio blast and here's the plan.

We'll soak up the sun

and get the ultimate tan.

We can hardly wait

to show our devotion.

Here we go again into the ocean.

Now's the time so here's the speech.

No rules at all,

have a ball at the beach.

Surf, surf, surf, surf crazy.

Surf, surf, surf, surf crazy.

Ride the perfect

wave, say hi to the sky.

Surf, sun and sand,

it's a bikini wonderland.

Summer's on and we've gone.

Surf, surf crazy.

Mack, we're in the movie.

What movie?

My movie. Wet Side Story...

What?! How? Why?

All viable questions.

What do we do?

Have fun! Woo!

Burgers hot, water

warm, a cool seaside bash.

Catch a wave, turn it up.

Make a splash, make a splash.

Make a splash!

Crazy!

- I'm Tanner.

- Seacat.

- Giggles.

- Rascal.

- Kiki.

- Brady.

I'm Mack.

Cowabunga attack!

Go, go!

Go, go!

- Surf, surf.

- Woo!

Surf, surf crazy.

Surf, surf, surf, surf crazy.

Ride the perfect

wave, say hi to the sky.

Say hi to the sky.

Surf, sun, sand,

it's a bikini wonderland.

Summer's on and we've gone...

Summer's on and we've gone...

Summer's on and we've gone!

Surf, surf crazy.

Well, that happened.

It's fantastic! Crazy, right?

I'd say so.

Oh, that was awesome!

I mean...

Insane.

Um... what up, dawg?

Far out. He thinks we're animals.

No, it's an expression. It means...

He's right, it does sound ridiculous.

And where are you cats from?

So cats is okay, but dogs is weird.

- Just follow my lead.

- Is it leading us home?

We're from, uh...

- Not far away.

- Far away.

- Far away.

- Not far away.

Right, not far, but, um...

But, but... far.

Close... far.

Hey, Rascal.

Yeah, Seacat?

Seems to me that we've

got some unwanted hodads...

Hodads!

- That we need to put the kibosh...

- Kibosh!

No, no, you've got it all wrong.

- We don't jelly...

- Jelly!

Roll to outsiders.

This is Big Momma's, the restaurant

where the surfers and bikers all hang.

Bikers? What bikers?

Each gang wants the other one gone so

the others can have it for themselves.

Here comes Butchy, the leader of

the motorcycle gang, The Rodents.

The Rodents?!

How cool is that?

So we landed in the middle

of a surf and turf war?

Soifers.

Thought I smelled something fishy.

Rodents. I knew I

shoulda laid some traps.

Thought you were exterminated.

And I thought you

soifers was all washed up.

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