Puberty Blues (1981) - full transcript

♪ Please don't make me say it to you ♪

♪ I don't want to have to
spell it out, spell it out ♪

♪ Spell it out ♪

♪ Please don't make me say it to you ♪

♪ This is an national disaster ♪

♪ Puberty blues ♪

♪ A lot to gain, nothing to lose ♪

♪ Puberty blues ♪

♪ A total lack of symmetry ♪

♪ Puberty blues ♪

♪ I get up every morning ♪



♪ My mother and father wearing
me out, wearing me out ♪

- Hi, Sue.
Hi, Debbie.

♪ I want to join in the celebration ♪

♪ This is a cry from the heart ♪

♪ Puberty blues ♪

- Hi, Debbie.
Hi, Sue.

♪ It's you and me against the world ♪

♪ Puberty blues ♪
- Moll.

♪ We love with no respect ♪

♪ Puberty blues ♪

(whistling)

♪ Puberty blues ♪

♪ Puberty blues ♪

♪ Puberty blues ♪



♪ You never know just what to choose ♪

♪ Puberty blues ♪

♪ A lot of love, no respect ♪

♪ Puberty blues ♪

♪ What you see ain't what you get ♪

♪ Puberty blues ♪

(waves crashing)

There were three main sections

of Cronulla Beach, South
Cronulla, North Cronulla

and Greenhills.

Everyone was trying to
make it to Greenhills.

That's where the top surfer gang hung out.

Prettiest girls from school

and the best surfers on the beach.

Bad surfboard riders on their L plates,

the Italian family groups,

the uncool kids from Bankstown
swarmed to South Cronulla.

Dickhead land.

(chattering)
- Crawlers.

- Didn't even say hello.

- Shh.
That's where it all began.

- Ignore them.
- Certainly will.

- We were dickheads.
- I can't stand brown nosers.

(waves crashing)

- Look at Danny.

Isn't he great?

Far out.

Cheryl.
- Yeah.

- Good one, Cheryl.
- Yeah.

That was great.

- [Tracy] What are those crawlers doing?

- Exactly that, crawling.
- Sucking up to you or what?

- Bye, mom.
- Bye, Debra.

And don't slam that door.

(door slamming)

- [Debbie] If you weren't a surfer chick,

you were a nobody.

You were a nerd.

Hi.

If you wanted to get into the gang,

you had to crawl after and
suck up to all the gang girls.

- Gee, your hair looks great today, Trace.

- Yeah, unreal.

Got a cigarette, Trace?

- Yeah, but you're not getting any.

Take this.

- [Boy] Hey, Trace.

- [Tracy] Trying to study, eh, Freda?

Watch out for the crawlers.

- Sit down, will ya?
- Hey, Trace.

- Cheryl, good one.

- Bitch face.

- Box tosser.
- Yeah, fish face moll.

Hey, did you see Garry?

- Where?
- In the back?

- What about you?
- No I don't reckon I'll pass.

- Isn't he a spunk.
- Yeah.

- Here comes Danny.

- Good day, Danny.
- Hey, Danny, here.

- Oh, what a dead set doll.

(chattering)

- Give us a suck.

- Dead set I'm going to fail today,

I didn't do any study.

- It's cool, look.
- Oh, perf.

- [Debbie] Cheryl does it all the time.

She always passes.

Vicki and Kim too.

- Ah, Seagull, you jerk.

- Who was that?

- Gutless wonder.

Shit.

- Don't let her get away with that.

- Serves her right, the moll.

(screaming)

(loud chattering)

- Deb, give it to her.

Pull her hair.

Bite her, bite her.

- People, back to your seats.

When you're seated, we'll move.

(oohing)

- Gonna stop?

- You let go first.

- We'll let go together.

Alright.

- Come on, hurry it up.

- You showed her, Deb.

(yawning)

- Sue?
Sixteen?

- Psst.

Fredrick the Great.

- 1912.

- 1740 to 1786

- What do you think he'll do?

- Probably expel us.

- Don't say that.

- My olds'll just crack.
- Your olds?

- Well, this is a nice
state of affairs isn't it?

Isn't it, Danny?

- Yes, sir.

I mean, no, sir.

- Funny is it?
- No, sir.

- Who else was involved?

Debra?

- [Debbie] Nobody, sir.

- Says who?
- No one, sir.

- I cannot tell you how
disappointed I am in the lot of you.

You come from good homes, all of you.

You're all capable of doing well.

Why do you cheat?

Very well, you'll be on
detention for two weeks.

- Fuck.

- Alright, Hennessy, so you
don't appreciate my leniency.

- [Tracy] Debbie!

Sue!

- How'd you go with Bishop?

- He went off his brain.

- Did he expel you?
- No.

- What'd he do?

- He put us on detention for two weeks.

The boys got six each as well.

- Did you dob?
- No way.

- Dead set?
- Dead set.

- Want to come down the
dunnies for a smoke?

- Alright

(chattering)

- Come on, kid, get out of there.

Listen, I want you to go
and watch for Mrs. Velland -

- I don't want -

- Just go and do it.

(light music)

(chattering)

- Mrs. Velland's coming.

(screaming)

- Shit.

- Eating in the toilets Debra?

Cultivating bad habits.

(muffled speaking)

(chattering)

- [Debbie] Good god,
how many have you got?

- [Cheryl] Don't know, never count them.

- Your old will have a
breakdown is she sees it.

- Who cares, I couldn't give a stuff.

- Looks like Count Dracula.

(laughing)
(chattering)

- Where else have you got them?

- All over.

- Hi.

- Back off, moll.

- Yeah, rack off, you nerd.

- God, she's ugly,

don't know how the boys can root her.

(clapping)

- [Teacher] Okay, girls.

(birds chirping)
(lawnmower motor)

- You know it's church fellowship tonight,

you're going of course.

- Mom, where's my blue jeans?

- [Mrs. Knight] I don't know darling,

where'd you leave them?

- Oh God, I don't know.

They're still dirty.

- I'm washing tomorrow.

You could wear a dress.

- When the hell are going
to eat decent biscuits?

- Apparently not.

So, where you off to?
- Just out.

- Hi, Debbie.
- Hi, Mrs. Knight.

- Out where?
- Down the Paddock.

- [Mrs. Knight] Who else is going?

- Every one's going, Mrs. Knight.

- [Mrs. Knight] What
time will you be back?

- [Sue] Not late.

- What do you call not late?
- You ready?

- Mom, we're running late.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Bruce Boyd will be
here, he really likes you.

- How do you know?

- Believe me.
- Who told you?

- Can't say.
- Dead set?

- Isn't it perf?
- Yeah.

- Who is he?
- One of the boys.

He seen you down at the beach.

- Works for his old man.

- And he's got a peddle van.

- Oh God, do I look alright.

- Rootable.

(laughing)

(light music)
(chattering)

- Which one is he?

- Debbie, meet Bruce.
Bruce, Debbie.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Go get her Bruce boy.

- Yeah, come on mate, go for it.

- Oh come on, Debbie, he won't bite.

(wooing)

- Will you go around with me?
- Yeah.

(wooing)

- Bye
- Give it hell.

- Bye, Deb.
- Have a good time, mate.

(laughing)

- Darren Peters.
- Oh, he's a real spunk.

- [Sue] I'll say.

I didn't pay any attention.

You would've thought I was
trying to crack onto him.

- [Debbie] Yeah.

- [Sue] And he was with this real moll.

Lucky bitch.

- [Debbie] Was he looking at you?

- [Sue] Uh, sort of, yeah.

- What's the matter with you?

- Dead set, it's so far,

we just about melted our
tits off getting here.

- Vicki, I love your hair.
- Yeah.

- Looks unreal.
- Notice anything?

- You got another friendship ring.

Where'd you get it?

- Danny gave it to me, 18 karat.

- How many does that make now?

- Nine.

- These Bruce's?
- Yeah.

Sue.

Far out.

(light music)

(waves crashing)

- You ain't watching.

- I was.

- [Bruce] I caught this
really good wave, I looked up

and you weren't watching.

- I was, I saw you.

- Yeah, she was.

- Where's me towel?
- Here, here's your towel.

- Want a smoke?

- [Bruce] Yeah, where's me smokes?

- Did you see that big one?
- Yeah.

- I've got them, here they are.

- Geez, I'm hungry.

- I'll get you something,
what do you want?

- Chiko roll.
- Give us a match.

- And chocolate thick shake.

- Okay.
- No thanks.

- Anyone else want anything?

- No thanks.

- Oh yeah, get us two deep
sears and a can of coke, thanks.

- Cheeseburger.

- [Debbie] Girls never ate
in front of their boyfriends.

It was unlady like to open your mouth

and shove something in it.

We're also busting to go to the lavatory,

but that was too rude for girls.

Our stomachs rumbled
and our bladder's burst.

- Oh yeah, and don't forget the sauce

and don't take any bites of
it on the way back, alright.

- Isn't this great?
- Yeah.

(whistling)

- [Teacher] Hip and in.

Hip and in.

One, two, shoulder.

Spin and reach.

One and stronger.

One and hip.

One and two and spin and reach.

- Did you hear about Cheryl?

- No, what?

- Danny dropped her.

- Dead set?
Why?

- He caught her two-timing with Strach.

- She's going to get herself
a bad reputation, you know.

- That's for sure.

- [Teacher] Up and hit,
hit and back, back.

- Did you hear I dropped Danny?

- Yeah?

- It was only a nine karat
ring he gave me anyway.

- [Teacher] Now come
forward two, three, four

and back two, three, four and turn.

- Danny asked me to the
drive-in Friday night.

- Dead set?
You going?

- Of course, you're going
with Bruce aren't you?

- [Teacher] Turn and reach.

- Mm, I think Bruce and
me root on Friday night.

- You're going together aren't you?

- Yeah, I don't know what to do about it.

- Bruce'll know.

- You reckon?
- Of course he will.

- Debra and Susan, please pay attention,

you might be dancing as well as Kim.

Now with your permission
we'll start again.

- About all she can do.

- [Teacher] Okay, back to the top.

- Vicki?
- What?

- What's it like?
- What's what like?

- You know, screwing?

- I don't know.
- Yes you do.

- It's okay.

- What do I do?

- Nothing, just lie there.

- Oh God, I'm begging shit now.

- Shh.

- Four.
- Four.

(dramatic music)

- You're beautiful, mate.
- Yeah.

- So hot in there.

- [Danny] Don't complain,
you got in for nothing.

- [Mrs. Barker] Processing
complex, please board the bus.

She breathes into the establishment

of the dairy in 1939, with a
brotherhood growing concern

about the health of it's members.

Such disease as malaria,
hepatitis and anaphylactic shock

which is the result in life
and death allergy produce

penicillin brought common
about traditional drinkers.

The dairy brings our lifestyle up to date.

Each carefully selected
blood cow is accompanied

to the village by an
elaborate medical vile.

Before the blood is test and cartooned,

each turner is placed on a stringent diet

and subjected to scutular
interlogical tests

for any blood contaminates.

We assure that all packaged
blood is absolutely free from -

- [Glenn] Anybody want any eggs?

(muffled speaking)

- [Glenn] Just a hotdog.

- [Danny] Sounds good
and some french fries.

You want anything?

- You want a drink?
- Yeah, a Fanta.

- [Mrs. Barker] Attention
please, attention please.

Would all letters A, J, L
and Q, please enter the bed.

- [Kate] Who are those people?

- [Mrs. Barker] They're our
visitors for the festival.

They come here from all over the world.

- [Dr. Fraser] Tonight's
the opening ceremony

and I'll be at the seating.

You're more than welcome to come.

- [Mrs. Barker] Yes,
you must join us, Kate.

(grunting)

- Christ.

Move down.

- [Vicki] Hot dog, Danny?

- Ow!

Ow!

- Shit.

- Sorry.

We're finished?

That was a courting ceremony
in Sylvania Heights,

where I grew up.

At least I was doing
something on Saturday nights.

(video game music)

There's something wrong with me.

I couldn't do it.

He couldn't get it in.

- Don't worry about it, it'll be alright.

- What about Danny, how's he?

- He was really nice.

He didn't even want to get in the back.

- You're lucky.

Don't tell anyone I'm still a virgin.

- [Sue] Of course not.

- Promise.
- Promise.

(video game music)

(upbeat music)

- Oh, come on Debra, help
Carol with the table.

- Mom, I just want to finish this.

- [Mrs. Vickers] Now, I'm
waiting to serve up dinner.

- If I don't do my
homework, I get into trouble

and if I do do my homework
I get into trouble.

- Don't be cheeky, please miss.

- I can't seem to do a thing right

around this place lately.

- Don't speak to your mother like that.

- Shit.

- [Mrs. Vickers] That'll be 20
cents off your pocket money.

- Everybody's always picking on me.

(crying)

- Oh, come on now,
there's no need for this.

- Everybody hates me.
- Yeah.

- Carol.

- Everybody doesn't hate you.

Your father and I love you very much.

And your friends at fellowship like you.

- They're all nerds.

- Oh come on, that's not nice.

- Can't do a thing right.

(phone ringing)

I'll get it!

Hello.

- Good day.
- Hello, Bruce.

How's the surf?

- Oh, it was okay, bit of a roost about.

Hang on a second, Benny Hill's back on.

- [Mrs. Vickers] Debra,
your dinner's on the table.

(laughing)

Debra, did you hear me?

- Coming mom.

Bruce?
Bruce?

- Wait a minute, wait a minute.

(laughing)

Oh God, you should've seen Benny Hill.

He's just so funny.

- Bruce, I have to go.

- Debra!

- My mother's cracking a mental.

- Yeah, right on.

(engine revving)

(tires squealing)

Good day.

- Hello.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Mom, this is Bruce.

- How do you do, Bruce?

- Good day, Mrs. Vickers.
Doing some gardening?

My olds are right into gardening too.

They got heaps of flowers and stuff.

- That's nice.

- Come meet dad.

- Yeah right on, check
you later, Mrs. Vickers.

(light music)

- [Debbie] Dad.

- Christ, your old man must be loaded.

- I think he's upstairs.

- Geez, this is a fucking mansion, Deb.

- Dad?

Dad, this is Bruce.

- How you go, Mr. Vickers, getting heaps?

Top furniture you got here, Mrs. Vickers.

Bet it cost heaps, eh?

Would you mind if I bludge one of those.

- Oh, not at all.

- Bruce works for his father.

- What does your father do, Bruce?

- He's a brickie.

- He's training you, is he?

- He's trying.

Not too bloody interested
but, rather surf.

It's pretty hard work being a brickie.

My dad fu ...

Hurt his back pretty bad
carrying bricks a while ago.

He's been on and off work every since.

- Would you like some more tea?

- No, thanks

- Mom.

- No, I think I better
get back to my gardening.

Will you excuse me, Bruce.

- Yeah, sure.

- More tea, dad?

- No thank you, Debra.

(whistling)

- Nice curtains, Bruce.

- Yeah, my mom made them.

See you around, Mrs. Vickers.

- Yes, goodbye, Bruce.
- Yeah, goodbye.

- [Debbie] Bye, mom.

- Don't be too late home, Debra.

- [Debbie] No, mom.

- Bye, sweetheart.
- Bye, dad.

(engine revving)

- I don't know what she sees in him.

- He's got nothing going for him.

- I reckon he's an idiot.

(upbeat music)

(loud chattering)

- [Garry] We had to cut these
pigs eyes up in bio yesterday.

Hey, Deb.
- Yeah.

- Did you hear we had to
cut up these pigs eyes up

in biology yesterday.

- Oh, yuck

- [Garry] Strach collected a
whole pile of them afterwards

and put them in Berkhoff's sandwiches.

- [Debbie] Ew, did he eat them?

- Yeah, he ate the whole
lot on his playground duty.

We just about cracked up.

- You coming.
- What for?

- Screw.

- We were desperate romantics.

Is that all you're interested in?

We were always trying
to get the boys to say

what they said on TV.

- Come on.

- [Debbie] It's you, you're the one.

Kiss me, kiss me darling.

And when we get older,
they'll just be you and me.

Forever, together.

- You have the vas?

Vaseline, you got any?

- No.

- There's probably some in the bathroom.

♪ How long before I have your loving ♪

♪ How long you going to string me along ♪

♪ How long before I give in to ya ♪

♪ Give you my loving all night long ♪

- Shit, mom's coming.

- What?

♪ How long before I have your loving ♪

♪ How long you gonna string me along ♪

- [TV] Too gutless to drive.

- What are you watching?

- Um, it's been really
good, hasn't it, Trace.

- [Trace] Oh yeah, really good.

- Yeah.
- Yeah, tubular.

- I know what you mean.

I'm off to my pottery
class, I'll see you later.

- Okay, bye, mom.

- See you later.
- Bye.

- Goodbye.
- Night night.

- See you later.

(chattering)

(upbeat music)

- [Debbie] It's hurting.

- [Bruce] Keep still.

- [Debbie] Ow.

(grunting)

It's no use, it's too big.

- [Bruce] Shit.

- It has been brought to my
attention that some children

are smoking on the bus on
the way to and from school.

I can't stress strongly
enough was a disgusting,

dirty habit this is,
especially when practiced

by children in school uniform.

If it is brought to my attention again,

I will take the names
of all those concerned

and not only will I deal with them,

but I will send notes
home to their parents.

- Freda, you slackass moll.

- Bloody hag.

- Hey, Cheryl.

- Bruce is dropping Debbie, okay?

- Yeah?
- Too tight, tell her.

- Uh, Debbie.

Uh, you're dropped.

- What?

- Strach reckons that Bruce
told him that you're dropped.

- One weak act.

- Yeah, and she was
really good to him too.

- What a turd.

- I got tequila.

It's been there for heaps,
dad doesn't like it.

Did you have a glass of
milk before you came?

- No.

- Sue, I told you, it puts
a lining on your stomach.

I had two big glasses of
caramel flavor and brandy.

- Oh, yuck.

- Okay, got to drink it down really fast.

You won't taste it.

One, two, three.

(coughing)

Awful.

- Ah, yuck, what do
they put in this thing?

(coughing)

Here.
- Thanks.

Come on, this time we'll
just take a sip, okay.

Come on, Sue.

Ready, set, go.

- Oh, yuck.

- See, doesn't taste as bad, does it?

- No.

- Come on, let's go outside.

(laughing)

I feel awful funny.

- [Sue] Yeah, me too.

- [Debbie] Must be the air, come on.

Hey, Sue.
- Yeah.

- [Debbie] Let's have one more sip

and then we'll go to the party, okay.

- [Sue] Okay.

(laughing)

(rock music)

Hi, Vicki.

Hi, Garry.
Hi, Trace.

- [Deb] Hi, Tracy.

One, two, three.

- Hey, what are you two up to?

Tequila, pretty strong stuff
for a little girl, isn't it?

- Who asked you, dickhead?

- Quit drinking this.

Get her some milk, Seagull.

Where'd you get this from anyway?

- Give it back, it's mine.

- Don't grab.

- Give it back to her.

- Well, drink it.

It'll settle your stomach.

- Shit.
Hey, leave it.

She doesn't know what she's doing.

- Stupid moll.

(chattering)

- Shit.

Quick, Trace's old's home.

(frantic chattering)

- Sue, Sue come on.

(rock music)

- [Man] I think they're ill.

- Someone put something in our drinks.

Honest, mom.

- Pay attention, it's
your future, not mine.

If you look carefully, you'll notice ...

What have you got there?

- Nothing, sir.

- Then you won't mind if I read it.

Well, come on, girlie, bring it here.

- A rooting machine.

Now, what exactly does that mean?

- It doesn't mean anything, sir.

- And who is this Danny?

- Danny Dixon.

- I see.

- And am I to assume that
you are contemplating having

sexual intercourse with
that long haired young lad?

- No, sir.

- I don't understand you, Susan.

Hanging around with that surfy gang.

You got a good IQ, you
come from a good home.

You'll never get anywhere
going out with boys like that.

I'm keeping this note in my safe

and if you step out of line again,

I'll have to inform your parents.

Do you understand?

- Yes, sir.

- I know you'll do the right
thing eventually, Susan.

You'll settle down,
marry and raise a family.

That's all.

(jazz music)

(chattering)

- Hey, do you want to score?

- [Danny] Oh, smack.

- Not with those guys, man,
they sell nothing but junk.

- [Debbie] If you are pimple,
a migrate or just plain ugly

you couldn't get a boyfriend.

If you couldn't get a boyfriend
there were two options,

you could be a prude or a moll.

Being a prude was too boring.

- [Strach] Hey, Freda.

- [Debbie] If you're a moll,

at least people knew who you were.

- How you going?

- [Debbie] Like Freda Cummings.

- Alright.

- Have a good night, Freda.

- What you doing?

- Just came down to get my
brother a birthday present.

Well, I -

- Hang on, where you going?
- Home.

- We'll give you a lift.

We're going right past
there, aren't we, Bruce?

- Yeah.

- I don't know.

- It's all under control.

No worries.

Come on.

See yous later.

- It's looks like it's going to rain.

Want to get in the club?

(chattering)

(laughing)

("Girl with Stars in her Eyes")

♪ Always knew she'd be a star ♪

♪ She said she always would ♪

♪ She's always worth the wait ♪

♪ She just didn't have a say ♪

♪ Here she comes ♪

♪ Here she comes ♪

♪ The girl with stars in her eyes ♪

♪ Here she comes ♪

♪ Here she comes ♪

♪ Now with stars in her eyes ♪

- [Boy] Hey, Sue, what do
you think about Bishop?

- We'd rather than die than go anywhere

hanging around with you guys.

(whispering)

- I used to be a naughty girl once,

but I'm not like that anymore.

Where we going?
- Home.

- It's not the way.

- Taking a shortcut.

- Ah shit, ow.
- What's going on?

- Shut your face or you'll get it too.

Are you going to let us screw her or what?

- [Seagull] No way!

- [Strach] Okay, Seagull,
you asked for it, take that!

(crying)

- Shit!

Shit, ah!

Shit, ah!

I don't care how much you hit me,

I'm not going to let you screw her.

Ah.

- No, don't hit him, no!

(screaming)

Don't hit him!

I'll screw you, I'll screw the lot of you,

just stop hurting him.

- Hey, hey, I'm first!

You're second.

You're slops.

- Oh come on, I'm always slops.

- You got slops, alright.

- [Seagull] I get slops.

Bloody a slops.

Dickheads.

♪ Lipstick and leather ♪

♪ Silk and satin can keep us together ♪

♪ Now with her leather boots
walking through the street ♪

♪ She's so far from home ♪

(chattering)

- What time do you have
to be home tonight?

- I'm staying at Sue's and
I'm allowed to stay out late.

- Good.

- What?
- Good, it's good.

- What about your mom and dad?

- They're away.

- Who's looking after you?

- I am.

(chattering)

- They didn't even take her home.

- It's just a moll.

- Don't get involved.

Come on.

(whistling)

(laughing)

- [Cheryl] It's Strach's
birthday on Monday,

we're going to bake him a cake.

- Perf, what are you getting him?

- Some black frenchies.

- Black, never heard of them.

- I used to go out with this
surfer in the North Shore,

he used them.

- Wish we had a board.

- Why don't we ask if we
can have a loan of one?

- Girls don't surf.

(giggling)

- Strach, loan us your board?

- [Strach] What for?

- We want to have a go.

- Bite your bum.

- Aw, why not?

- You might ding it.

- [Debbie] Seagull?

- No way, you're not touching my board.

- You're mean.

- [Lifeguard] I warned
you three times smart ass

and that's enough.

I'm taking that bloody board.

- Scabs!
- What?

- Pubby's trying to take Glenn's board.

- What for?

- They reckon he was
surfing between the flags.

- [Debbie] Was he?

- No way.
(yelling)

Clubby wanker.

- Watch it.

- Ah, shove it up your ass, mate.

- You want a fat lip?
(yelling)

- I'll give you a fat lip, alright.

(face paced music)

(yelling)

- Come on, you clubby dick,

I'll knock your bloody heady.

- Look!

- It's me, it's me.

(chattering)

- [Danny] Smart ass dob?

- Blew that mess last
exam, Berckhoff failed me.

- So.

- Yeah, my olds dead set cranks my exams.

- Garry.

- How'd you get?

- Alright.

- Yeah, I bet.
How did you get?

- Pretty good.

- My old man wants me to
be a dentist like him.

- I couldn't handle that.

- Around in people's mouths all day,

I'd rather be in the pits.

- Yeah.

- I reckon you'll look
good in a white coat.

- [Carol] Help me with that one, mom.

- Well, how many minutes in an hour?

- [Carol] Sixty.

- You take 60 and you divide it into 420.

You're not wearing that old thing?

- I like it.

- A least give it an iron.

Go on, it'll only take a minute.

(scoffing)

What time's Garry picking you up?

- Now.

- Well, you better hurry then.

And tell him not to bring you
home a stroke after midnight.

- Who's she going out with?

- Garry Hennessy.

His father's a dentist
down at the Junction.

Been there for years.

- Okay.

(horn honking)

- Listen Debra, tell whoever's driving

not to go over 30 miles an hour.

Did you iron this.

- [Debra] Yes.

- Where are you going?
- To the movies.

- Don't sit near the aisle.

- Why not?

- Some pusher may come along and jab you

in the arm with heaven knows what.

- Mom.

- I read about it in the paper.

- Bye.
- Bye.

- [Glenn] Don't bug on it, man.

- Well, what are we going to do now?

- I don't know.

What do you reckon, guys?

- I don't know.

- What are we going to do?

- Why don't we blow another joint.

- [Glenn] Good idea.

- I got the munchies.
- Yeah me too.

- Do you want to go get something to eat?

Do you reckon.

- I don't know, Glenn?

- [Glenn] Whatever you want, man.

- What do you reckon?

- I think I'll have a cavan aussie special

with a chocolate thick shake.

- Two hamburgers.
- Quarter pounder with cheese.

(chattering)

- Two pieces of cheesecake.

(chattering)

(waves crashing)

- [TV] In a few short months,
95% of Australian showman

will be forced to wear off
the sound and walk out.

- Just in time.

Did you enjoy yourself?

- Yeah, it was a really good movie.

- What's the smell?

- What?

- Don't say what, Debra.

- It's incense.

Danny's burning some in his car.

- Want some pizza?

- There's some in the oven if you want it?

- Did I say something funny?

What's funny?

- Goodness only knows.

- I don't know what's got into that girl.

- Oh, it's all part of puberty, Frank.

- [Man] By the way Mr. Peam,

really sorry you lost your star account.

- Houdini and his Mrs.
- Houdini and his wife.

- [Man] They had another offer.

- [Man] Well that's gratitude for you.

After all Mr. Peam did for them.

- [Man] Those damn foreigners,
you can't trust any of them.

- [Debbie] Hi, had to stay
back and finish an assignment.

- [Garry] Got something for you.

- Oh, Garry.

Oh, I love it.

You weren't on the bus this morning.

- No, I slept in.

- Did you go out last night?

- Yeah, just the Milk Bar,
hang out there for a while.

Had a hit last night.

- Why?

- Strach has some, let's
not damper out the moment.

- That's dangerous, Garry.

- No, it's not.

Not if you know what you're doing.

It's really good, Deb.

It's unreal.

- I don't like it.

- [Sue] Here, let me see, Deb.

Hold it up.

Ah, that's so beautiful.

Eighteen karat?

- [Debbie] Yep.

- [Sue] Does Garry, you
know, does he, do you?

- No.

- But you've been going around for months,

doesn't he hassle you?

- He really likes me.

- You're so lucky.
- Yeah.

- Danny'll drop me if
I didn't root for him.

- [Debbie] Every holiday
we went to Mackerel Beach.

Ho hum.

Just boring old pinchiners,
fisherman and little kids.

(chattering)

- Nine, okay and it's you to go, Mae.

- Good girl.
- Five.

- You girls keep an eye on Carol.

- Hope she gets eaten by a shark.

- [Sue] Yeah.

- [Debbie] God, isn't it boring here.

- [Sue] , I know.

- Hey.
- What?

- [Debbie] I wonder
what the boys are doing?

- [Sue] Yeah.

- Dead set, Garry, it's really perfy,

you and Danny should come up.

- What's he saying?

- Just catch the ferry up
and hang around the wharf,

we'll find you.

Okay, see you.

(giggling)

- [Sue] When are they going
to come, did they say?

- [Debbie] I don't know.

- Great surf.
- Yeah.

(ferry horn blowing)

- [Debbie] You two could do
without the surf one day,

can't you?

- [Garry] Why don't we blow a joint?

- [Danny] Right on.

- [Debbie] Not here, I don't
want my olds to see it.

- [Danny] Where?

- [Debbie] There's an
empty house down there.

- [Danny] Let's go.

(dog barking)

- [Danny] You ever been inside before?

- [Debbie] No.

- Great place.

Ta-da!

The Mackerel Beach Hilton.

- [Sue] It's great, look at
this Danny, lots of rooms.

- [Danny] Who owns this place?

- Don't know, it's a holiday house.

They never come here.

- It's better than study.

- No thanks.

- Do you want to smoke?

- What's that?
- Coke.

- Garry, where'd you get that?

- Down the pub.

- Where'd you get the money?

- I hocked my old man's cassette player.

- You oaf.

- Don't worry, I'll get it back.

- Ah, shit.

Sturdy chair.

- Do a line, mate?

- No thanks.

- You two could stay here
tonight, couldn't they, Deb?

- I suppose so, nobody would know.

- I don't mind.

- What's wrong?

- I don't like you doing that.

- Kissing you?

- You know what I mean.

- Will you come here tonight?

- Might not be able to get away.

- You can sneak out?

- My olds would really freak
if they found me missing.

- Well, we might as well go,
there's no surf or anything.

- [Debbie] Surfing, that's
all you ever think about.

- No it's not.

You know it's not, Deb.

I really want you to come here tonight.

(light crashing)

(crickets chirping)

- Hey.

- Get back to bed.

- I'm going to tell mom.

- You do and I'll kick your teeth in.

- Give me 50 cents or I'll scream.

- Okay, okay, I'll give you 50 cents.

- [Sue] Come on, Deb.

- Not now, later.

Get back to bed.

Hi.

- [Sue] We're lucky we got here at all,

Debbie's little sister -

- Shh, just watch this, it's a top show.

(muffled speech)

How are you?

- Good.
- How are you?

- Found some blankets and sheets.

Would you like a drink
of juice or something?

- No thanks.

- We found some teas in the kitchen.

Be back.

(birds chirping)
(waves crashing)

I really like you, Deb.

- I like you too.

- I mean, I really like you.

- I've got to go outside.

Give it to me and I'll throw
it away while I'm there.

- It's gone.

- What do you mean?

- [Garry] I can't find it.

(laughing)

- [Debbie] Oh, rats, let's
hope we find the soddy thing.

(laughing)

I can feel something.

- Where?

- There.

- Oh shit, it's the last time

I use one of those bloody things.

- Debbie, quick.
The sun's coming up.

Quick, jump in some clothes.

- Morning.

- Hurry up, your parents will freak.

(chattering)

- [Debbie] Nothing.

- [Garry] Jesus, how many days is that?

- [Debbie] Six.

Tracy reckons you should start worrying

when you're more than three days overdue.

- [Garry] Well, what are you going to do?

- [Debbie] When Cheryl's overdue
she rides a horse bareback.

- [Garry] Does it work?

- [Debbie] I don't know.

Some of the girls get Strach
to punch me in the stomach.

I think I'd rather be pregnant.

- [Garry] I've got a
science test tomorrow.

- Hello, darling, I've
got a surprise for you.

- What?
- We're getting a new car.

Aren't you excited?
- Oh, yeah.

- Honestly Debra, I don't
know what gets into you.

You've never been the same

since you've stopped going to fellowship.

Your father's coming home early

so we can go and pick it up.

- [Debbie] Do I have to come?

- Of course you do.

I'd thought you be excited about it.

Carol is.

- Yeah, we'll Carol's
only a kid, isn't she?

- Just hurry up and get changed, Debra.

Come on, Debra,

I'm not having you spoil
today for your father.

- No one cares about spoiling my day.

- Oh, come on.

- He comes the young lady now.

We're waiting to hear what
you think of the color.

- Come on, sweetheart, what do you think?

- It's alright.

- Well, it's better than
the old heap, isn't it?

- I suppose.

- Most young ladies like blue.

I bet that's your favorite color isn't is?

- No.

(honking)
- Carol.

- Don't worry about it.

I bet it's red then.
Right?

- Ours is the same as this only it's red.

- Hope you won't be disappointed, Frank.

- [Frank] No, I'm sure you're right.

- We're the toilet?

- Over there.

(chattering)

- Check Debbie Vickers with her olds.

- Don't know why we had
to come to this one.

- Why not, it's the closest to home.

- Yeah.

- Here.
- Thank you.

What's wrong?
- I'm not hungry.

- [Carol] I am.

- What's she doing now?

- Going to the toilet, I think.

- She just ... She just went.

("I Hope I Never")

♪ I fall apart when you're around ♪

- Shit.

♪ When you're here, I'm nowhere ♪

♪ I can't pretend that I'm not down ♪

♪ I show it, I know it ♪

♪ I've been a fool more than once ♪

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Have you see Garry?

- No, I haven't seen him for heaps.

- Used to go around with him.

♪ I'm going to move to a new
town where the people are nice ♪

♪ I hope I never, I hope I
never have to cry again ♪

♪ I hope I never, I hope I
never have to cry again ♪

♪ I still want to beam and smile ♪

♪ Happiness is back in style ♪

♪ I hope I never, I hope I
never have to see you again ♪

- Is Garry out there?

- No, he doesn't surf much anymore.

♪ It should be possible, I know ♪

♪ To see you without stress ♪

♪ I can see I'll have to go ♪

- [Debbie] Hi.

- Hi, Debbie, I haven't seen
you for a while, come in.

He's in his room studying.

At least I hope he is.

His father hasn't been too pleased

with his exam results lately.

♪ Life, it's not fun when you're haunted ♪

♪ By the things that you feel ♪

- Garry, it's me, Debbie.

♪ I hope I never I hope I
never have to cry again ♪

♪ I hope I never, I hope I
never have to cry again ♪

Hadn't seen you around.

Still haven't got my period.

What'll I do if I'm pregnant?

Garry.

You're out of it, aren't you?

- Yeah.

- Why?

Couldn't give a fuck about
anyone but yourself, could you?

♪ I hope I never ♪

♪ I hope I never ♪

- Debra, come on, you'll
be late for school.

- I feel sick, mom.

- Where?

- Just sick.

- Would you like a day in bed?

- Yes.

- Alright.

- How about some toast and
some Vegemite and a cup of tea?

- No, thanks.

- Alright, try and get some sleep.

(gasping)

♪ How long before I have your loving ♪

- Hi.
- Hi.

- How are you?
- Good.

- Close the door.

♪ How long before I give in to ya ♪

Guess what?
- What?

- I got my periods.

- Really?
- Yeah.

- Deb, how?

- I don't know, I just went to
the toilet and there it was.

(giggling)
- That's great.

It's good.

You going to tell Garry?

- He wouldn't care.

Look, got this the other day.

- Isn't it great.
- Oh, wow.

- Yeah, try some.
It's still wet.

(waves crashing)

(chattering)

Perf, who made it?

- We both did but Cheryl iced it.

- We were having a good game of cards

til these chicks come along.

I'm out.

- Three fives.

- [Strach] Out.

- Two aces.

- [Debbie] Why don't we got
to the movies or something?

- [Strach] What for?

- [Debbie] It's better
than sitting around here.

- [Strach] Are we playing cards or what?

- [Debbie] We could go
for a drive or something?

- Yeah, we don't have the waves.

- [Debbie] I meant into town or something.

- [Strach] What for?

- [Debbie] All you're
interested in is surfing.

- So.

- There are other things, you know.

- [Strach] Like what?

- You boys really make me sick.

There's heaps of other things we could do.

We could go to the movies or
go and see a band or something.

There's more to life than
just surfing, you know.

(snickering)

Wouldn't you like to go to
the movies or something?

- We went to a drive-in last Friday.

- [Strach] Bruce, three.

- [Bruce] Fuck, four.

(boys chattering)

- [Vicki] I like that one.

The one with silver and gold.

- [Tracy] I like the gold one.

- Which one?
- That one.

- Isn't that one nice.

- Yeah, that one nice,
do you like that one.

(chattering)

- What's happening?
- I don't know.

- [Boy] What's going on?

- [Girl] Let's have a look.

(chattering)

- What happened?

- Who is it?
- I don't know.

(chattering)

- [Officer] Move back.

Back please.

(intense music)

- What happened to him?

(crying)

- [Officer] Show's over, let's go.

- Danny!

- Beaches close in three days.

- It stinks.

- What?

- Everything.

(chattering)

- Do you still reckon we should do it?

- Of course.
- Honest?

- Come on.

- But everyone will see us.

- Too bad.

(lively music)

- [Girl] Chicks.

- [Girl] Hope they're
not scared of sharks.

- You molls.
- You toilets.

- [Man] Good day, gidget.

- Freda, hi.

- Hi.

- Hi.

(chattering)

- Look.

- [Strach] Slackass molls.

- Get lost.
- Ah, shut your face.

(chattering)
- Probably can't even surf.

- What do you got that for?

- We're going to surf.

- Ah, you westies.

- Chicks don't surf.

- Just you wait.

- Jesus.

- [Sue] Let us go first, Deb.

- See you catch a wave, eh Danny.

- They'll never be able
to catch a wave anyway.

- This'll be good.
- Rubbernecks!

- Look at that big ass, moll.

Who do they think they are?

(laughing)

At least they work at jungle red.

- How embarrassing.

- Paddle, go, go!

- You chicks are bent!

Fucking bent!

- Yeah!

("Nobody Takes Me Seriously Anyway")

♪ Nobody listens to a word that I say ♪

♪ And at school I'm
just the teachers tool ♪

- She's hopeless.

♪ Sitting in the corner
with my pencil all day ♪

♪ All the kids really think I'm a fool ♪

♪ I don't want to suffer
these conditions no more ♪

♪ Haven't I the right to say ♪

♪ I don't want to suffer
these conditions no more ♪

♪ Ain't nobody takes me seriously anyway ♪

♪ Nobody takes me seriously anyway ♪

♪ Nobody takes me seriously anyway ♪

♪ Love is not a glimpse,
it's a permanent rise ♪

♪ And it keeps you on your toes all day ♪

♪ Every boy I met seemed
to get apathetic ♪

- Woo, good one!

♪ When I looked at him that special way ♪

♪ I can't get nobody else
to take me for real ♪

♪ They like to keep me tucked away ♪

♪ Even if they listen
to what I have to say ♪

♪ Nobody takes me seriously anyway ♪

♪ Nobody takes me seriously anyway ♪

♪ Nobody takes me seriously anyway ♪

(waves crashing)

- [Debbie] Did you see
the look on their faces?

Tracy, did you see the look on her face?

Her eyes nearly popped out of her head.

- Great day.
- Yeah, unreal.

- Hey.
- What?

- I bet we're dropped.

- Who cares.

- Yeah, who cares.

♪ Please don't make me say it to you ♪

♪ I don't want to have to
spell it out, spell it out ♪

♪ Spell it out ♪

♪ Please don't make me say it to you ♪

♪ This is a national disaster ♪

♪ Puberty blues ♪

♪ A lot to gain, nothing to lose ♪

♪ Puberty blues ♪

♪ A total lack of symmetry ♪

♪ Puberty blues ♪

♪ I get up every morning ♪

♪ My mother and father
wear me out, wear me out ♪

♪ Out the door ♪

♪ I want to join in the celebration ♪

♪ This is a cry from the heart ♪

♪ Puberty blues ♪

♪ It's you and me against the world ♪

♪ Puberty blues ♪

♪ A lot of love with no respect ♪

♪ Puberty blues ♪

(whistling)

♪ Puberty blues ♪

♪ Puberty blues ♪

♪ Puberty blues ♪