Mag Wheels (1978) - full transcript

(upbeat rock music)

♪ Life is one big freeway ♪

♪ Everybody's trying to get off ♪

♪ Everyone on ♪

♪ The road to glory ♪

♪ Some people going up ♪

♪ Some people down ♪

♪ But most keep going round and round ♪

♪ The road to glory ♪

♪ So light 'em up ♪

♪ Put it in gear ♪



♪ We're always told we
gotta get outta here ♪

♪ We're driving just as fast as we can ♪

♪ You know we're glory bound ♪

♪ We're burning with desire ♪

♪ And no one's gonna hold us down ♪

- [DJ] This is KBOS on a beautiful,

sunny Friday in Los Angeles.

K-BOS brings you the best in music.

A new hit record by The Word.

(percussive rock music)

(man shouts indistinctly)

(percussive rock music)

- [Beach-Goer] Come on, Brent.

- Hey, we wanna play!



- Okay, keep away,
dudes against the girls.

- [Girl] Let's go!

♪ All this talk ♪

♪ I heard it yesterday ♪

♪ Let's not confuse it with ♪

♪ What we hear today ♪

♪ And if we look around, my friend ♪

♪ We'll find just what we need ♪

♪ To let go of wasted thoughts ♪

♪ And dancing through the scene ♪

♪ Keep it up ♪

♪ Keep it up ♪

♪ Keep it up, let's start anew ♪

♪ Woo, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Woo, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Woo, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Woo, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Woo, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Woo, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Woo, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Woo, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

(people chattering)

(truck rumbles)

(tires screech)

- Ah, 50 cents.

- Hey, you wanna take it out in trade?

- Are you kidding, where, when?

- Here's your 50 cents, creep!

(trucks rumble)

- 50 cents.

- Hi, I'm Kim.

- So I'm Burt Reynolds.

50 cents or back off.

- Sit on these and hatch
them, you flaming faggot.

(trucks rumble)

- What the hell's the holdup here?

- There's no holdup.

- No, there ain't?

(truck rumbles)

Are you gonna pay up or what?

(truck rumbles)

Hey, 50 cents, and no bullshit, huh?

- Not even a little?

- You wanna get me busted or something?

- For what?

Come on, grab a little.

- Hey, are you gonna pay up or not?

(truck rumbles)

(lively rock music)

- Let's find out who own these!

(lively rock music)

♪ Hey, Marissa ♪

♪ You took me when I needed a friend ♪

♪ You sent me on my way ♪

♪ You let me get started again ♪

♪ Hey, Marissa ♪

♪ I gave you everything that I could ♪

♪ Nothing left, you have all that ♪

♪ You really never thought that it would ♪

♪ Snow was on the ground ♪

♪ When I met you for the very first time ♪

♪ I thought that I was through ♪

♪ But you took me in and treated me kind ♪

- Hey, I'm Steve.

- I'm Anita.

- You cutting school today, too?

- Yeah.

- What school?
- Cleveland.

- No shit, we all go to Cleveland.

- I'm new there.

- Hey, you wanna party Friday night?

- I can't, I work.

- Where?
- Where what?

- Nothing.

- Try on your socks without my dude.

- Catch you later.

(sedate rock music)

- Hey, you know who owns those vans?

- I think it's that group.

- Thanks.

(sedate rock music)

- Your van?

- [Steve] What van?

- Hey, man, you gonna move them?

- I'm telling you, man,
I don't got any vans.

(sedate rock music)

- Hey, you!

- Screw off.

(sedate rock music)

- Let's drag them out.

- [Girls] Yeah!

- Good idea.
- Come on, let's go.

(trucks rumble)
(sedate rock music)

That's fine, we'll get the next one.

(sedate rock music)
(trucks rumble)

(tires squeal)
(trucks rumble)

- What the fuck?

- Jesus Christ!

Dude, if you screwed up my van!

Hey, what is this crap?

- Well, what's it to you?

You don't own any vans, right?

- What's going on here?

- Nothing!

Just fucking nothing.

What happened to my van?

I can't believe that girl did that.

- Did you dig that chick?

- Which?

- The pink striped bikini on the beach.

- Anita?

She's okay.

- That's okay if you dug her.

I know guys get off
looking at other chicks.

Well?

- Well what?

- Did you think she was cute?

- Not outrageous, but cute.

- Oh.

Did you think she was built as nice as me?

- Maybe bigger.

- You like 'em bigger?
- I like yours.

- But you like what's her name's better!

- I didn't say that.

- Wanna make love to me?

- Right now?
- Sure.

You're all horned up over that whozit.

- Anita?
- See!

- No.

- You would have never
remembered my name that fast

the first time we met.

- Man, what is this all about?

- Tell me you don't dig her.

- I ain't telling you nothing.

Come on, let's go.

♪ Ready ♪

♪ Can you feel it ♪

♪ Sending my love to you ♪

♪ Darling ♪

♪ Can you feel it ♪

♪ Sending my love to you ♪

♪ It was the first time
I laid eyes on you ♪

♪ I tried not to let it show ♪

♪ Well, I saw you for the second time ♪

♪ I knew I couldn't let you go ♪

♪ You gave me love ♪

♪ Love, soul ♪

♪ Babe ♪

♪ Can you feel it ♪

♪ Sending my love to you ♪

♪ Darling ♪

- Hi, Mom, can I help with the dinner?

- No.

- Why don't I get to cook sometime?

- Your father wants to
speak to you, young lady.

- What else is new?

(Anita knocks)

- [Dad] Yeah?

- You wanna rap with me?

- No, Anita, I don't
wanna rap, I wanna talk.

How was school today?

- Great.

- Bullshit.

Mrs. Harris called, you were truant.

- That's not true, I was late,

and came in after roll call.

- I said knock off the bullshit.

I've heard all the goddamn stories.

- You can check with any of the teachers.

They'll tell you I was there.

In fact I was-
- Tomorrow, I've gotta

get you back in school.

You've been expelled.

But, right now, I wanna get
some sleep, so get lost.

(horn honks)

♪ Life began with a smile that said ♪

♪ Come with me ♪

(horn honks)

(car revs)

(tires screech)

(funky music)

- Man, I tell ya, that
dude was really pissed.

- Yeah, I thought he'd about flip, man,

when Andy cut him off
the last time. (laughs)

- Move it.

- Why?
- Just beat it!

- Bet you 50 cents.

- Sure.

- Hey, here's the chick from the beach.

Pink striped bikini.

(funky music)

- The green trunks.

- Yeah, really.

This is Brent.

- Come on, Anita, move it!

- Gotta get to it.

(funky music)

- Let's catch that table.

(funky music)

You work here?

- No, I just can't stand dirty tables.

- Well, hey, it's really been
far out meeting you again.

What time are you off?

- You're fast.

- When you're hot, you're hot.

(Anita giggles)

- I work til 11.

My dad has to have the car back by 11:30.

He works nights.

- [Steve's Girlfriend] So what?

- I was writing an article
for the school newspaper.

- Bullshit.

- Where's our pledge?

- Hey, Pledge, where are ya?

- Yes, sir?

- Man, what did you let us
sit at a dirty table for?

- Oh, I'm sorry, sir.

- Not good enough.

Donna, go get the paddle
out of the van, please.

(funky music)

- I gave it to her, sir.

- Drop the pants.

- I can't do that.

- I can't believe what I just heard.

- There's chicks around.

- Hey, you're not calling
us dummies, are you?

- No.
- Drop 'em!

- That bitch that works here has got

the hots for my old man.

- All right, swat him!

- Hit him.

- Go, hit him!

- Hit him, hit him, come on!

(crowd chattering)

(Pledge grunts)

(Brent laughs)

- Oh, hey, hey, oh.

- Thank you, sir.

(crowd laughs)

(crickets chirp)

- Ah, you did pretty
good for your first week.

- Thank you.

- So how come you're sticking around?

What, you wanted to shake hands?

- Come on, don't screw
around, I want my paycheck.

- All right.

How about a little kiss to
thank me for the check, huh?

- Uh uh.

- [Boss] Don't play with me.

(tense music)
(Anita moans)

(boss grunts)

(tense music)

- Stupid son of a bitch!

(dramatic music)

- This will fix you, honey.

(tense music)

Follow her til we get to Brown's Canyon.

(tense music)

Get her.

(exciting music)

Come on, push her into the rails!

(tires squeal)

(car bangs)

Hit her, hit her again!

(exciting music)

That's good, you got her.

(exciting music)

Run that bitch off the road.

(exciting music)

Come on, get her!

(exciting music)

(tires squeal)

(tires screech)

Shine on my old man, bitch!

(Anita weeps)

(car rumbles)

- You're late.

- Oh, Dad, you scared me.

- Why are you late?

- I had this terrible thing
happen on the way home.

- You got into an accident?

Damn it, I knew I shouldn't
let you drive the car.

- No, no, this other car
kept running me off the road.

- Bullshit!

Okay, that does it, from now
on, you can walk to school.

- But, Dad, let me explain.

- Explain what?

I've heard your bullshit explanations.

How can I ever explain to the bank,

if anything happens to this
car, why I'm out of work?

- It wasn't my fault.

- It never is.

Go in and go to bed.

(Anita weeps)

- Oh, you're Anita, hi, I'm Jill.

I saw you at the beach yesterday.

- That was pretty gnarly
what you did to those vans.

- Have a nice, smooth ride
home last night? (chuckles)

- What's this shit?

- You should learn to
handle your wheels better.

Driver's ed, maybe. (chuckles)

- You don't have to
take any crap from her.

- See you at the Grand Prix.

- She's a loser.

See you later.

- Can I give you a lift?

- Give Donna a lift, she's more your type.

- Anita, there's a bunch of
chicks going to Table Rock,

smoke some great weed.

You wanna go?

- Sure, I'll go.

- Charlie, order that Santana van

for tomorrow, huh, please?

- [Charlie] Yeah.

- Yeah, George, where
do you want this unit?

- Joe, take that crutch-C-D,

put it in that yellow van
over in the backyard, okay?

- Okay, George.

- Steve, hey.

When are you gonna bring the van in

so we can put those cyclone headers on it?

- How about Saturday?

- Hey, my guys don't work on Saturday.

They could be gone.

- I've gotta have it for school, man.

- Well, you gotta make some
other kind of arrangement.

- Okay, okay, next week.

- Okay then.

- Hey, you fly by a party
with lots of chicks?

(guys chatter)

- No, no, guys, get back to work!

- Come on.
- Geez.

- Hey, my old lady and yours are happening

on the scene any minute, man.

- Well, so let's jam right now.

- Let's do it.
- All right, let's do it.

- Pardon me, sir, but aren't I supposed

to wash your van today?

- It'll be dirtier when we get back.

You just make up some soapy
water and wait for us.

You ain't unhappy, are you, Pledge?

- Oh, no, sir.

- Okay, you can go.

- All right!

- Hey, Steve, why don't you swing by

and we'll put the spoiler on the top?

- Only if the party's a bust, man.

Otherwise, stand aside, 'cause
these chicks are outrageous!

- All right.
- Hey, George, we'll throw

the new headers on Monday.

- [Boy] All right, let's go party!

(lively rock music)

♪ Life is on a freeway ♪

♪ Everybody's trying to get off ♪

♪ The one they call the road ♪

♪ To glory ♪

- Hey, Steve!

- [Pledge] Hey, there's Donna.

- Cool it, I ain't looking, you dig?

- [Pledge] Yeah, got it, sir.

- Forget it.

You bastard.

(vans rumble)

- Hey, girls, how about customizing you?

- Yeah, put some headers on these.

- Pardon me.

(lively rock music)

♪ Just got home from being on the road ♪

♪ Having myself a ball ♪

♪ When I got a call to
take a morning flight ♪

♪ I started to remember it all ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ I'm on the road again ♪

♪ 41 shows in 42 nights ♪

♪ I'm home again to see the sights ♪

♪ I'm on the road again ♪

- Hey, let's fire one up.

- [Driver] Let's do it.

♪ Two o'clock, stage
call, working all day ♪

♪ Set up the gig and the show ♪

♪ Bright lights, loud
rock, tear it down again ♪

♪ Now it's time to get up and go ♪

- Come on, let's go party.

♪ I'm on the road again ♪

♪ Jump in the truck,
another 12 hour drive ♪

(vehicles rumble)

♪ God, I'm on the road again ♪

♪ I'm on the road again ♪

- All right, let's boogie, let's do it!

(lively rock music)

Dang it.
♪ Another motel ♪

♪ That I didn't get to see ♪

♪ Alone with nobody but me ♪

♪ I'm on the road again ♪

♪ I'm on the road again ♪

(lively rock music)

(tires squeal)

- Looks like a draw.

- Yep.

There's just no doubt about it.

- Well, you might as well
move that pile of crap, man.

(girls chuckle)

- You can kiss my little sweet ass.

(people laugh)

- What's next?

- You can smoke here?

- Aw, shine it.

- Doing what?

- You see that hill?
- Uh huh.

- I'll race you to the top.

The winner gets this road.

- You got yourself a deal.

- Okay, I'm driving in that.

- Uh huh, and I'm gonna
drive in the quadro van.

(people chatter)

- [Jill] Hey!

(vehicles rumble)

- Can she beat him?

- No problem.
- All right!

(vehicles rumble)

(bluesy rock music)

- [Jill] Don't flip it turning around.

(bluesy rock music)

- Hey, get a horse.

- Hey, well, vans are built for comfort.

- Yeah.

- You've never tried the bed of a pickup.

- [Girl] All right!

(vehicles rev)

(people chuckling)

- Well, I lost, but we can still party

with you, couldn't we?

- Sure.

(relaxed music)

- What's happening?

- Everything.

- You're a tough chick.

- You're a male chauvinist pig.

(girls laugh)

- Chicks ain't supposed to be tough.

- Why?
- Yeah, why?

- 'Cause dudes won't like 'em.

- I get laid now and then.

(girls chuckle)

- If chicks were supposed to be tough,

God would have given them muscles.

- We got muscles where it counts.

- Yeah, dig this chick!

You scored on that one.

- Man, you're all spaced out.

- [Girl] Kim, let's play pillow game.

- Okay.

- You tricked him by switching vans.

- What's fair is fair
in love and truckin'.

- It's still chicken shit,
but I'd probably do the same.

- Right.

- I didn't mean to blow you away.

- You didn't, I just
gotta go get something.

- Mind a little company?

- Well, okay.

- Hey, how's your beer?

- Dead.

- Let me get you another one.

- I don't need no help.

I'll get it myself.

- How do you hang out
with those chicks, anyway?

- They're nice.

- They're lezzies.

- They're independent.

You're just afraid they're
gonna put you down.

- Bullshit!

How can she put me down?

- Come on, let's have half
the love of someone else.

Let's go watch.

- Come on!
- Come on!

- Come on!
- Woo!

- Come on!
- Get her!

Woo!

- Come on!
- Come on!

Yeah, that's one!

- [Girl] Come on, Melissa, get her!

- Ready?
- No.

(crowd chatters)

(crowd cheers)

- Here, let me try.
- Try.

- [Brent] Come on, Kim.

(crowd chatters)

- Go!
- Come on!

(crowd chatters)

- Why don't you try it, Steve?

- Oh, I don't know.

- Go ahead.

- Hey, go for it, Steve, it's a gas.

- Okay, but this ain't gonna
be any contest with any chick.

- Beat her and your king.

- King of what?

- King of the party.
- Big deal.

(crowd chatters)

- One hand loped in your belt.

You can hit anywhere between
the knees and shoulders.

Got it?

- Sure, sure, sure.

- We play two out of three,

'cause dudes ain't much good at this.

She gets to use two hands on the pillow

'cause she's not as
strong as you in one arm,

and this is a game of skill.

- Let's get on with it,
man, let's cut the bullshit.

(crowd cheers)

(girls chuckle)

- Don't feel bad.

Guys are just naturally uncoordinated.

- [Steve] I don't need any help.

- Damn, I guess I blew it again.

- Aw, shine it.

My dad used to say never
eat at a place called Mom's,

never play cards with a guy named Duke,

and never screw a guy with
more problems than you.

(Anita laughs)

- I think I'll catch up with him.

Want a little company?

- Sure, why not?

- Where we going?

- A walk, I don't know.

(playful rock music)
(crowd chatters)

- Come on!

(playful rock music)
(crowd chatters)

- Hey, super chick.

Come with me and I'll show you

why you should switch to vans.

- I'll look, but if it
can be done in a van,

it can be done in a pickup.

(gentle guitar strumming)

- Go up on that rock and sing for me.

- Yes, sir.

- Now, the finer points of a van

is its privacy from inside.

- I can dig it.

- First,

we shut out the outside world

and then we have a
little world of our own.

Notice the soft lighting?

- We're here 'cause you're horny.

- Well, it ain't to listen to music.

- You ain't got no hangups, huh?

- No, do you?

♪ The time has come, I know it's true ♪

♪ To fall in love with one like you ♪

- You got blocks under the tires?

- No, why?

- Well, when we start rolling,
the brakes might not hold.

- (chuckles) All talk, no action,

and in chicks, I like that.

- I'm Jill, lie me.

♪ And if these words
should take their time ♪

(indistinct singing)

♪ Sing a song of love ♪

(indistinct singing)

♪ It isn't very hard to do ♪

♪ To say these words, I love you ♪

♪ I felt your smile, I touched your hand ♪

♪ Somehow, you'd understand ♪

♪ Three words that are so hard to say ♪

♪ I'll tell you in this song today ♪

♪ Sing a song of love ♪

♪ The time has come to rise above ♪

♪ It isn't very hard to do ♪

♪ To say the words, I love you ♪

(gentle music)

♪ The time has come, I know it's true ♪

♪ To fall in love with one like you ♪

♪ And if these words
should take their time ♪

♪ I'll have to sing this little rhyme ♪

- [Man] How about something country?

- Oh, that'll be next, sir.

This is for Mr. Brent.

He likes love songs.

♪ Sing a song of love ♪

♪ The time has come to rise above ♪

♪ It isn't very hard to do ♪

♪ To say the words, I love you ♪

(relaxed music)

♪ Like the wheel, I'm always turning ♪

♪ Never coming back the same ♪

♪ I just turned around and saw you ♪

♪ And everything began to change ♪

♪ Anita, can you tell me why ♪

- Let's get natural.

- I'm not into that.

- Well, why not?

- I just don't want to.

- What's the problem?

- Nothing.
- Then what's this?

- Just because we have fun together

doesn't mean you can ball me.

- Well, there's nothing
wrong with necking, is there?

- No, just so long as you know that's all.

♪ Anita, can you tell me why ♪

♪ Nothing ever stays the same ♪

♪ Anita, can you tell me why ♪

♪ We must always play this game ♪

♪ Anita, can you tell me why ♪

- What happened?

- Nothing, we're just getting too hot.

- Well, crap, you dug it.

- I didn't.

Does every girl have to fall for a guy?

- No, but what's wrong with it?

- It's special.

- Are you a virgin?

- None of your business.

- I bet you are.

- What if I was?

- I think it's dumb.

- That figures.

Guys can't stand it if a girl isn't easy.

- Oh, crap!

- Don't all your friends ball?

- Well, what about it?

- I don't have to be
like all your friends.

- What are you doing,
saving it for your old age?

- Christ!

Shine it on.

Go back to Donna.

I gotta get back to work.

♪ Anita, can you tell me why ♪

♪ We must always play this game ♪

♪ It seems as if you knew me ♪

♪ It's as if you knew me ♪

♪ Before I got so hard outside ♪

♪ It's a brand new feeling ♪

♪ And it's got me moving ♪

♪ Feel I need a place to hide ♪

♪ Anita, can you tell me why ♪

♪ Nothing ever stays the same ♪

♪ Anita, can you tell me why ♪

♪ We must always play this game ♪

♪ Anita, can you tell me why ♪

♪ Nothing ever stays the same ♪

♪ Anita, can you tell me why ♪

♪ We must always play this game ♪

♪ Anita, can you tell me why ♪

♪ Nothing ever stays the same ♪

♪ Anita, can you tell me why ♪

(relaxed music)

(lively rock music)

- You wanna dance?

- No, I really don't feel like it.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah, but maybe later.

- Let's dance, baby.
- Sure.

(lively rock music)

- Hey, Donna, dig this.

(people chatter)
(games ding)

- I don't wanna hear
anymore complaints from you.

We took you to the party, didn't we?

- Yes, sir.

But I had to stay on top of
that rock all day, singing.

- Look, when you get to be a
member, you can party with us.

- What?

- [Donna] What's the matter, honey?

- Nothing, I just feel
kinda funny, that's all.

- Sure.

- You guys know where I can score a lid?

- Man, the whole valley's been dry.

- [Donna] My brother has two left.

- Cool that talking here, big lover.

My boss is tough on stuff like that.

- How can we get it?

- He keeps it in the
carport in the pain closet.

- Can I go over and get it?

I need one, too.

- Sure, you know where his pad is.

- Okay, I'll just jump
over there and grab one.

- Okay.

- Hurry back.

(van revs)

- Okay, one more time.

One pound of coke is changing hands

in the parking lot outside
the Boogie Bowl in 20 minutes.

No names, no faces.

There'll be a van, silver
and black with mag wheels.

♪ Everybody starts out even ♪

♪ And they end up ♪

♪ Always Steven ♪

♪ Something behind ♪

♪ Of the life here ♪

♪ You should take it ♪

♪ To remember ♪

♪ What goes down always comes around ♪

♪ It always comes back,
it can bring you down ♪

♪ If you forget where you came from ♪

♪ You can't remember where you're going ♪

♪ How you treat your fellow man ♪

♪ Is what you get back ♪

♪ Beneath your surface ♪

♪ You should took care ♪

♪ Of your friendships ♪

♪ Or you create ♪

(light clicks)

- Roost One in position, check in.

- Roost Two ready.
- Three ready.

- Roost Four ready.
- Roost Five ready.

- Roost One out.

(lively rock music)

- What are you narcs doing here?

- What makes you think I'm a narc?

- Hell, you can smell you
guys from a block away.

- Hey, you can't leave.

- Ha, shoot me.

- Would you like me to do
your algebra homework for you?

- No, my girlfriend's already done it.

- Can I help?

- No, this is just too big a deal for you.

(lively rock music)

- Start moving in slowly.

This is big, so be careful.

Stand by the squad cars.

When we get there, we'll signal.

- Hey, hey, hey!

(men chattering)

- Oh.
- How big are they?

Let me see 'em.
- They're about the same, man.

- Yeah?
- You can take either one.

- Let me see.

Okay.
- I had some last week.

It's dynamite.

- Well, let's smoke a joint.

- Okay, squad cars, hit it!

(sirens wail)

- All right, freeze, or you're dead!

(sirens wail)

Don't move!

Okay, turn around, slowly.

Hands on top of the van.

Let's go, spread 'em!

(sirens wail)

Okay, step aside, let's
see what we've got here.

- [Steve] Jesus Christ,

they must be hard up for (indistinct).

- This ain't coke.

- Hey, I'm hip, man.

- You're supposed to have a pound of coke.

- You sure you don't have me
mixed up with some other dude?

(sirens wail)

- Look, we missed a coke bust, okay?

Same type of van and everything.

- Hey, it's your bust,
you got all the guns,

you tell us.

- Yeah, forget the weed.

In fact, sit on it so nobody sees it,

and forget the whole thing, okay?

- It's cool.

- I'll catch you later.

- Hey, it's cool, man, it's cool.

- Okay, let's go!

We missed it, wrong van.

(sirens wail)

- I just about crapped in my pants.

- Man, they had a description of my van.

How in the hell can that be?

Come on, let's go.

- I ain't sure I can move.

- Come on.

(people chatter)

- What happened?

- Say, man, what the hell happened?

- Somebody wanted to hassle me.

- What do you mean?

- I mean some asshole wanted to get me

busted for the fun of it!

- Well now who the hell would do that?

- Who knew I was making that run?

- I wasn't here, I don't know.

- The waitress knew.

Is she pissed at you?

- Maybe, I shined her on at that party.

- She's the only other one that knew.

- Chicks are tough when they're tough.

- Yeah, all her friends got balls, too.

I'll fix her!

Where the hell is she?

- She split.

- That whore.

She'll be out.

She ain't gonna miss a day
like this at the beach.

- Look.

(horn honks)

- We'll run her down in Texas Canyon!

- We ain't gonna get her.

- With four vans, come on!

- This ain't gonna be easy.

- I don't like it, they look pissed.

- About what?

- Ask somebody who cares.

- She'll stop or I'll run her over.

I got her now.

See that rope?

- [Passenger] Yeah.

- If I get close enough, can you get it?

- Hell yes.

- All right, that's good.

We'll see about this.

(tense music)

- What are you gonna do?

- If need be, I'll push him off the road.

- [Anita] I'm scared.

- Relax, this is my country, no sweat.

(tense music)

What the?

That bastard!

(tense music)

What in the hell's he doing?

- [Anita] He's cutting your rope.

- We need help.

May day, may day.

(dramatic, tense music)

Help, at Texas Canyon.

May day, may day!

Please help.

Anita and Jill need help
in Texas Canyon right away!

- Let's hit it!
- Help, help in Texas Canyon!

We need help, help!

Please help, help in Texas Canyon!

Hurry, hurry, somebody,
help, please, help!

(trucks rev)

(tense music)

(tense, dramatic music)
(women grunt)

- [Steve] Come here, come on.

(tense, dramatic music)

(Anita whimpers)
(dramatic music)

(tense, dramatic music)

(Anita shouts)
(tense music)

Get me busted, will you?

I'll show you, all right.

(tense music)

(trucks rumble)

- [Man] Look, the chicks are coming.

(exciting music)

- [Steve] Hey, they're only chicks.

What the hell can they do?

(exciting music)

(Anita weeps)

- [Woman] Come on.

- I don't know.

- Hey, you all right?

- I don't know. (weeps)

- I'm gonna kill that bastard.

- Are you all right to drive?

- Sure.

(Anita weeps)

Okay.

Calm down now, calm down now.

Come on.

- [Teacher] History teaches
us that for every effect,

there must be a cause.

Now, your homework dealt
with a very delicate case,

in which a whole town was burned,

and all the women were raped.

So who would like to give us

a cause and effect in this case?

Okay, Bridget?

- I think the Theopole was cause.

- [Teacher] Okay.

So we have an opinion that
Theopole was the cause.

Now, let's investigate this cause

since it appears we have a perpetrator.

Did he cause the rape?

- We just gotta rap about it.

- Why?

- 'Cause I just ain't
happy with what went down.

- You were there.

- [Teacher] Do you have an answer?

- About what?

- About the cause of the rape?

- There wasn't a cause.

- No, that's a fallacy.

- I didn't cause it.

(students laugh)

- It just got out of hand.

- Yes, certainly, Theopole
did lose control, but-

- Why did it ever start?

- That is exactly what we're
trying to find out here.

- Somebody, yeah, somebody
like you caused it.

- Does anybody else have an opinion.

- [Anita] Why don't you ask her about it.

- [Donna] Shut your face!

- [Steve] You stay the hell out of this!

- No, no, no, everybody get involved.

It's very stimulating.

- Yeah, her, she knew about it.

- You got a big mouth, squealer.

- Would you please go back to your seat?

- Butt out, teach.

You accusing me?

(Donna grunts)

(girls shout)
(crowd chatters)

- Bitch, bitch, butch, bitch!

Bitch, bitch, bitch!
- Come on!

- Okay, I called the narc!

(Anita speaks indistinctly)

(Anita sobs)

- [Steve] Jesus Christ, it's me.

(Anita sobs)

- Hold it, young lady.

The Dean of Students is on her way over,

and she wants to talk to you.

Sit down.

- Steve.

- I'm sorry.

- Get out of my life.

- Look, it was my fault, I'll cop to it.

- You'll do anything.

- You, too, Miss, sit.

- What's all this about?

- Well, this young woman
and this young woman

turned our classroom
into a wrestling arena.

- I had you in my office just last week.

It seems you have a problem
adjusting to this school.

Can you tell me why?

Perhaps we can consider an
opportunity transfer for you.

Who started this?

- She called me a name.

- Is this true?

- I don't know.

I had the students in a
very lively discussion

about cause and effect,
and something went wrong.

- What do you have to say for it?

I have no choice then but to
believe Donna and to expel you.

You understand that?

But just a minute, I haven't
finished with you yet.

(soft music)

♪ If you find yourself ♪

♪ Walking down a lonely road ♪

♪ And your vision is blurred ♪

♪ And you've got a heavy load ♪

♪ Don't be thinking
that you're all alone ♪

- I heard.

That bitch had it coming.

So does he.

I got his act.

Let's get out of here.

(soft music)

Look at this.

I got a whole stack of them.

Wanna help deliver them?

I got this list of
addresses from my friend

in the attendance office.

What's the first one?

♪ I give you all I've got to give ♪

♪ A love oh so fair ♪

(soft rock music)

♪ Take each other's hand ♪

♪ There ain't nothing we can't do ♪

♪ If together we stand ♪

(soft rock music)

He never even flashed on you.

Just a minute.

(lively rock music)

(van bangs)

The creep had it coming. (chuckles)

(truck rumbles)
(tires screech)

(lively rock music)

Who's next?

- 5647 Rayburn.

- That's Brent's place.

- How many we got?

- 15.

One more and we can smoke the rest.

- All right.

(truck rumbles)

- Did you see that?

- Yeah!

- Watch this.

(comical music)

(truck bangs)

- Here, throw these to them.

- Aw, man, all my weed!

(comical music)

- Who's next?
- Steve.

- We'll fix that bastard.

- He's not so bad.
- He sucks!

- Oh, it's just a screw
up, Donna pulled some-

- Bullshit!

There ain't no excuses for yesterday.

- I guess not.

(comical music)

- [Steve] Hey, Anita, come here!

Come here!

(truck rumbles)

- [Jill] We sure fixed them.

I'll drop you off at work.

We'll just make it.

(comical music)

(lively rock music)

- You guys have seen this shit?

- [Man] Yeah.

- You with me?

- I don't know.
- Yeah.

- Man, we ain't gotta go.

- The hell you say?

Maybe you don't, but I do.

- [Brent] What's the chance of losing?

- I don't plan on losing.

- How much time we got.

- 45 minutes, why?

- I guess I was hoping my
old lady would drop by.

- Hey, pal, do you mind if
I just go along and watch?

- I really don't care, I really don't.

- Get the hell out of here.

- I only wanted to listen.

- [Steve] I said move it, you mother!

- And that's all there is to it.

If you don't wanna go, stay.

- It doesn't make a lot of sense.

- Sense or not, we've gotta
stand up to them sometime.

- Hey, hey, you ain't allowed
out there without paying.

- Screw you, old man!

- You tell your friends to
move or I'm calling the cops!

- I don't think I wanna go.

- What are you, some candyass or what?

- I'm scared.

- Get out of here, just
get the hell outta here!

- Hey, you better go down and pay.

He'll call the cops.

- Big deal.

You expect me to sweat the
fuzz when you give us this?

Shit!

And, because of you,
somebody or just maybe

lots of somebodies are gonna die.

Put that in your pipe and smoke it.

(lively rock music)

- Look, if your friends don't buy nothing,

we don't need them.

You tell them that when you see them.

- What does he mean someone's gonna die?

- A drag out.

If somebody loses-

- [Boss] Anita, what the hell's going on?

- What's a drag out, tell me!

- He's gonna die!

(lively rock music)

- Hey, come back here!

Ah, don't come back here!

You ain't got a job!

(lively rock music)

- Dad!
- What?

- I have to borrow the car.

- You don't have to do
anything but get out

of this room and let me sleep.

- I gotta, Dad, I gotta stop something!

- The answer is no!

- I hate you, I hate you!

(tense music)

- You're not to leave this house!

(tense music)

Open the goddamn door!

I said open the goddamn door!

(tense music)

(vehicles rev)

- I'm sure we got him.

- You bitch!
- What the hell?

- Stop, stop now!

- Hey, man, cool your ass.

- [Anita] But someone will die!

- [Jill] Who cares?

So long as it ain't I.

- [Anita] I don't wanna do this.

- It's his fault.

- It doesn't matter whose fault it is!

(vehicles rev)

- Yeah, she's with 'em.

Shit.

(vehicles rev)

- I can't.

It's done.

- You're all crazy!

(vehicles rumble)

- She started it, but she
can't stay for the end.

(vehicles rev)

You bitch!

(vehicles rev)

(tense, dramatic music)

- What the hell is she doing?

(tense, dramatic music)

- She's coming up here.

She's crazy.

(tense, dramatic music)
(vehicles rev)

(station wagon bangs)

(suspenseful music)

- Oh God, oh God.

Please, don't take her from me, Lord.

Come on, baby, please,
be all right, come on.

Come on, please.

You're alive, she's alive, she's alive!

(people cheer)

(lively rock music)

♪ Anita, can you tell me why ♪

♪ Nothing ever stays the same ♪

♪ Anita, can you tell me why ♪

♪ We must always play this game ♪

♪ Anita, can you tell me why ♪

♪ Nothing ever stays the same ♪

♪ Anita, can you tell me why ♪

♪ We must always ♪