Teen Wolf (1985) - full transcript

[breathing out heavily]

[teammates yelling]

[coach] C'mon, ref,
that's a foul.

[player grunts]

- Time.
- [teammate] C'mon!

[ref blowing whistle]

You guys suck.

No, really?

[coach] C'mon, let's go.

[coach] You're looking good.
Way to go.

Nothing to worry about.
It's fine. No problem.

Hot out there, isn't it?

Shouldn't have gotten
in his way, Scottie.

Hey, Scott,
looking good out there, babe.

Yeah, how would
you know, Stiles?

- You want to forfeit the game?
- Yeah, what's wrong with that?

- [Dragon's coach] No.
- No?

My players have
league scoring records at stake.

- It wouldn't be fair to them.
- Just thought if we quit now

you could beat
the five o' clock traffic.

There's a lot
to learn from losing.

Hey, we'll play
if it's that big a deal to ya.

[spectators clapping]

- [teammate] Me, I got it.
- [teammate] Over here!

[coach] Push it up.
All right, set it up!

- It's not going too well, is it?
- What do you expect, Thorne?

Look at the sneakers
those guys are wearing.

If our guys
had sneakers like that

there's no telling
what they could do.

[teammate] Shoot!

[teammate] We're all open.

Jump it!

That fat kid's got a great arm.

[ref blowing whistle]

Over here. Pass it.

Forget it, dork.

[Scott growling]

[coach] Nice try.

[teammate] I wanna
get out of here.

[coach] Hey, c'mon.
It's not that bad.

First game of the season,
eleven more to go.

[chuckling] Hey,
it's just a game.

You bozzo's better
shape up out there.

I can't do this all by myself.

What is that? Liverwurst?

[Chubby] What?

I thought you were
supposed to be on a diet, Chub?

I don't know
what you're talking about.

[Scott] Chub, look at this.

Give me that!

Stop snooping around
in my locker.

Look, Chub, big guy, I can smell
that liverwurst from over there.

Oh, yeah, right.
Underneath these?

[Stiles] Woo-hoo, all right.
Yeah, great game, guys.

- We showed them.
- [Chubby] We lost, Stiles.

The umpire needed glasses.
Terrific, Brad.

- [Brad] Cheeseball!
- Hey, Scott,

you know that
seven bucks you owe me?

- You owe me.
- Listen, Scott,

this is important. If I don't
come up with a keg for tonight,

they won't let me
into that party.

Look, even if you
come up with the cash,

- Where are you gonna buy it?
- [Stiles] Lend me five.

- Later. Later.
- [Stiles] Two.

Hey, Chub, how's the diet?

Hey, Lemonade,
give me five, man.

You were terrific
out there, Lemonade.

[Scott] What the hell is that?

[cries out in pain]

[Stiles] Hey, hey, Lemonade,
my man. What it is?

Listen, uh,
I'm raising some cash

for our school's Afro-American
festival and I thought maybe....

Mick, can we talk?

Hey, Scottie, come on in.

Great game out there, today.

You want a thigh
or wing or something?

No, that's not necessary, coach.

Listen,

you know,
you know how you always said

if any of us guys
have any problems,

I mean, even personal ones,
that we should come and see you?

Hey, that's what I'm here for.

Great, because, uh,
I got a problem.

Oh, yeah? What kind of problem?

As you can see,
I'm a very busy man here.

Ah, yeah well, it's,
it's kind of complicated.

Oh, those kinds of problems.
Yeah. What is it? Drugs? Girls?

Boy, I'd sure like to help you,

but I'm really
tapped out this month.

The IRS is breathing down
my neck like it's some kind

of personal vendetta
against Bobby Finstock.

No, coach.

How can I put this? [sighs]

I'm going through changes.

[chuckles] Oh, that.
Don't worry about that.

We all go through that.

Some a little bit
later than others.

I'm sorry I didn't notice,
but I haven't been

hanging around
the locker room all that much.

No, [groans] you see,

Coach, [stammering] I just don't
think it's gonna be possible

for me to play
on the team anymore.

Oh yeah, well...

Look, uh,

Scottie, I know what
you're going through.

A couple years back
a kid came to me

much the same way
you're coming to me now.

Saying to me pretty much the
same thing that you're saying.

He wanted to drop off the team.

His mother was a, a widow,

all crippled up.
She was scrubbing floors.

She had, uh,
had this pin in her hip.

So, he wanted to drop
basketball and get a job.

Now these were poor people.

These were, these were hungry
people with real problems.

Understand what I'm saying?

What happened to the kid?

I don't know. He quit.

Just a third stringer,
I didn't need him.

Yeah, Coach,
I'm a first stringer.

Yeah, and you already got
a job working for your old man.

Fact of the matter is,

I should be coming
to you when I need money.

Fine. Uh... thanks a lot, Coach.

Hey, don't mention it.

Like I said before,
Mi casa es su casa.

[whispering] Thanks.

[girls talking]

- [Boof] Scott!
- [Scott] Oh, hi, Boof.

- [Boof] Hi. You going to work?
- [Scott] Yeah.

- [Boof] Will you walk with me?
- [Tina] Catch you later, Boof.

- [Tina] At the party.
- [Scott] Bye, Tina... Sheena..?

- [Scott] Tina?
- [Boof] Tina, Tina.

I had the strangest dream last
night, Boof. It was bizarre.

[Boof] Was I in this one?

[Scott] Yeah. Yeah, you,
and, and, and Pamela

and a bunch of chickens.

Boof, how the hell are ya?

- [Scott] Say no.
- [Boof] No!

Great talking to you.

- Chickens?
- Yeah, big chickens.

Giant chickens.
Like fryers, you know?

[Scott] You know, that guy
was right. We do suck.

[Boof] No news there.

[Scott] 71-12. I don't even
know what I'm doing out there.

I'm sick of it, Boof.

I'm sick of being so average.

And it's not just basketball.
[stammering] It's the school...

it's this town, it's everything.

I like Beacontown.

I'd just like my life to change,
you know, I don't wanna end up

working for my dad
at the hardware store.

Your father is a terrific guy.

Boof, look at me.

Now try and be objective.

Am I all right?

I mean,
is anything wrong with me?

You should shower
after basketball.

- [Scott] I do.
- Then, no.

There's nothing wrong with you.

Well then, uh,

why won't Pamela Wells
say two words to me?

You can do a lot better
than Pamela Wells.

- Like who?
- Don't you have to be at work?

Hey, hey. Did I
say something wrong?

No, no. See you
at the party, okay?

- [Scott] Hey, Angela.
- [Angela] Hi Scottie,

how are you doing?
What was the score?

Very funny.

[Harold]...fifty-three, fifty--
What was the score?

[Scott] Seventy one--

[Harold] Don't tell me,
I'll lose my count.

Well, down to our
last waffle iron.

[Harold] You know these
wrenches are made in India?

How do they expect me
to compete with the big boys,

- I'm not Sears and Roebuck.
- I'm not Sears and Roebuck.

Well, I'm not.

You look a little
tired today, Scott.

The coach is not giving
you boy steroids or anything?

Not likely. Maybe he should.
We lost 71-12.

You know, Beacontown
hasn't won a ball game in...

It must be three years.

[whistle blowing]
Ow!

You know, don't take
it personally, Scott.

It's all part of growing up.

Yeah. Uh, yeah, I guess so.

Uh, any deliveries?

[dog whistle blowing]
Ow!

[Harold] Yeah.
A teacher at the high school.

Some strange
sounding guy called.

Sounded like he was
in a big hurry.

[crying out] Today?

[Harold] I'm not sure
what I wrote down,

but check the clipboard,
that's what it's there for.

Well, it is.

[dog whistle blowing]

It's broken.

[Scott panting]

A dog whistle?

[Scott] Hi, Mr. Thorne.
How are you, sir?

Whoa!

Thanks.

[Mr. Thorne] Whoa! What an arm.

Thanks, Mr. Thorne.
I appreciate it.

Oh, hell.

I knew he was out there.

I didn't actually hear him,
but I knew he was there.

I could only see
a thin white crack of light

which set my bedroom apart...

[Mr. Lolley] More sensual,
darling.

We need to feel you,
want to smell you.

Hurt me, hurt me.

...from the dense
and heavy darkness.

[Pamela] But surely
I could feel him.

It was Nick.

[sound of things
being knocked over]

What was that?

Sorry, sorry sir.
That, that was me.

[Mr. Lolley]
What do you want from me?

Hmm? What do people
want from me?

I am merely trying
to rehearse. Hmm?

Ah, yeah. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I've got the stuff
that you ordered.

Wait. Are you from
the hardware store?

Uh, yeah.

- Uh.
- Ah!

Uh... Pamela? Excuse me. Um,

are you going
to the party tonight,

because if you are
I'd like to give you a ride.

The paint. My paint.

A can of cocoa,
a can of mauve. Am I right?

Uh, right.

[Pamela] Kirk,
how was my reading?

[groaning] Beautiful, darling.
Very sensual. I'm still in pain.

- [Mr. Lolley] Thank you
- [Scott] Uh, you're welcome.

Listen, about tonight...
I, I mean, I'm serious.

I'd like to take you.
Uh... I've got a van.

Hope your acting's better
than your hook shot, boy.

I already have a ride.

[scoffs] Or maybe you were just
acting like a basketball player.

[Pamela] He just
delivers hardware, Mick.

Well, then maybe he should
get back to delivering it.

C'mon.

[both grunting]
[Pamela laughing]

[Mick and Pamela laughing]

[Mr. Lolley] I said mauve.
Not turquoise!

[groans] Mr., Mr. Lolley?

Huh, the boss says
I'm to pick up a keg of beer.

- [clerk] Is that right?
- The boss called you, right?

- Can't say he did.
- Well, hot damn.

The boss is throwing a big bash

for one of the boys
down at the gravel pit.

[chuckles] He just got paroled.

[chuckling]

Well, I've got,
uh, plenty of bread.

Here. There's a little
extra for you.

Got to see your ID... sport.

- [Lewis] I don't even like beer.
- Never... say... die.

Dad?

Uh... What would
you say if I said

I was thinking
of quitting the basketball team?

- Quit the team?
- Yeah.

That's pretty drastic, isn't it?

I mean, you're not
the worst player they've got.

You know,
your mother always said

you could do
anything you wanted to.

Yeah, I know.

Was just thinking
of doing something else.

Like what?

[blows out breath] School play?

Well... Theatre has
its place, I suppose.

What about your commitment
to the team? To the School?

Dad?

Has anything ever happened
to you that was so weird?

Maybe it's time
you and I had a little chat.

Hey Mr. Howard. How's
the king of nuts and bolts?

- Stiles, nice shirt.
- Hey thanks. C'mon, we're late.

Boof going with you?

Oh, yeah. I don't know
how she's getting there.

- Uh, is this okay?
- No, don't worry, I'll get it.

- All right, have a good time.
- [Scott] Yeah.

Be careful.

Come on.

Hey, hey listen, Stiles?

Do you know anything about
a rash that's going around?

Why, you looking
to catch something?

No, but I'm serious.

No... but I heard Mr. Murphy,
you know, the shop teacher?

Yeah.

Got his dick caught
in the vacuum cleaner.

[both chuckling]

Forget I asked.

[Scott] Stiles, you're crazy.

[Stiles] No, it's not crazy.

It's perfect.

Now you just stick this
in your pocket like this.

All right? You go in there,
you don't say anything except...

"Give me a keg, buddy."
And you pay for it.

That way he can't
say you robbed him.

You know I'd do this myself,

but that old guy in there
already kicked me out.

Give me the gun.
Give me the money.

- [Stiles groans]
- I'm gonna try

and buy it. That's it.

- No, no, Scott,
- [Scott] That's it, Stiles.

This guys is a ball buster
and it won't work.

- It won't work.
- [Scott] That's it.

Never... say... [chuckles] die.

[shopper] No, no, no,
no, no not that.

Yeah. No, no I,
I think I'll leave it.

No, no, no, no.
Thanks a lot, anyways.

- [Scott scoffs]
- [shopper] Bye.

[shopper #2] Do you have
any more of that melon liqueur?

My sister really liked that.

That's all. Yes, thank you.

[man] Hey, Debbie,
are you coming?

[Debbie] Yes, listen, I would...

Hi.

Hi.

Uh, I'd like
a keg of beer, please?

You don't say?

Yeah. Uh, how much is that?

Do you have any ID, sonny?

You little bastards
just won't give up, will you?

Listen, no ID, no goddamn beer.

Can't you get that
through your thick skull?

Give me a keg of beer.

And these.

[singing] ♪ Finding my way ♪

♪ Ooh ooh ooh yeah ♪

What did you say
to that guy in the store?

Just, uh, "Give me a keg."

- That's it?
- Yeah, that's it.

Well, Lewis. This is it.
Tonight's the night.

Pamela Wells is gonna
be there and so am I.

- And so is Mick.
- He's not going to be there.

Of course he's
going to be there.

They're going together,
aren't they?

No, they're not,
they're not going together.

[laughing] Mick is like
20 years old.

Lewis.

The only reason
he's still in high school

- is cause he did time!
- I'm telling ya.

- [Lewis] Time! Jail!
- [Scott] Lewis, I'm telling ya.

[Scott] They're
not going together.

[Lewis] Forget Pamela Wells.

[Scott] They're
not going together.

[Lewis] He's a total psycho.

Why don't you go for Boof?

- She likes you.
- You sound like my dad.

Pull over.

Pull over!

- [Stiles] Trust me.
- [Scott] Okay, all right.

[Lewis] Together.

[Scott] I'm not
even listening anymore. I--

[Lewis] Would you just--

[Scott] Lewis, man,
once and for all,

once and for all
they are not going out.

- Yes, they are.
- Not.

- You're mistaken.
- They are too. You're crazy.

Lewis? Lewis? Lewis?
Take my wheels.

[Lewis] I don't
even have my license yet.

Oh, c'mon. Just do it.

Look Stiles,
let's just go to the party,

I don't think this
is such a good idea.

Surf's up.

- Drive out in front of us.
- Yeah, not too close.

- What are you guys gonna do?
- Lewis! Will you just do it?

[Scott] Kids.

All right, okay, listen.
I'm gonna go slow, all right?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Listen,
don't worry about a thing.

We've got everything
under control.

You do your thing,
and I will do mine!

- Cowabunga!
- Take it easy!

♪ If everybody had an ocean ♪

♪ Across the USA ♪

♪ Then everybody'd be surfin'♪

♪ Like California ♪

♪ You see 'em
Wearing their baggies ♪

♪ Huarache sandals too ♪

♪ A bushy bushy blonde hairdo ♪

♪ Surfin' USA ♪

♪ You'd catch 'em
Surfin' at Del Mar ♪

♪ Ventura County line
Inside outside USA ♪

♪ Santa Cruz and Trestle
Inside outside USA ♪

♪ Australia's Narabine
Inside outside USA ♪

♪ All over Manhattan ♪

♪ And down Doheny Way
Inside outside USA ♪

♪ Everybody's gone surfin'
Surfin' USA ♪

♪ We'll all
Be planning out a route ♪

♪ We're gonna take real soon ♪

♪ We're waxing down
Our surfboards ♪

♪ We can't wait for June... ♪

Huh? What?

- [tires screeching]
- [Stiles] Whoa! Hey! Oh!

[groaning]

Whoa! Wipe-out!

[yelling] Are you
all right up there?

Yeah, no sweat.
But just watch those waves.

[Stiles laughing]

♪...Palisades
Inside outside USA ♪

♪ San Anofree and Sunset
Inside outside USA ♪

♪ Redondo Beach LA
Inside outside USA ♪

[Stiles] Hello, everybody.
Yes, sir I have arrived.

Good to see ya.

You look great
and I like all of you.

Now knock off.
Hi, everybody.

Yeah! Nice hit, baby!

- [Stiles cheering]
- [Scott] You are a cheese ball.

[Stiles] That's my middle name.

- You'd never catch me up there.
- [Stiles] Oh, c'mon, man.

You'd be the king
of the urban surfing.

No way, Louie. That's my baby.
Give me that. Ha!

♪ We're all ready rockin'
So get ready to roll ♪

♪ The boys are out of control ♪

♪ No point
In dressing to kill ♪

♪'Cause you won't
Be standing still ♪

♪ You gotta take it
Shake it baby earthquake it ♪

♪ Make it rock 'n roll
Till the wall fall down ♪

♪ What you sayin'? ♪

♪ You gotta take it shake it
Don'tcha heart break it ♪

♪ Make it rock 'n roll ♪

♪ Come on shake it... ♪

Hi.

You, uh, you looking
for someone in particular?

Not you.

Oh.

There you go.
She said two words to you.

♪ Forget
It's Saturday night... ♪

[Stiles] [grunting]
Just like I said.

Yes, yes,
no dry throats tonight.

Now, did I come through
for you big fella, or what?

Okay, put it down over there.

Whatever you're doing
tonight, take it home.

[all] 17, 18, 19, 20,

21, 22, 23, 24,

25, 26, 27, 28,

29, 30! [cheering]

- [Stiles] That's it.
- [all cheering]

You got some kind of rash?

Matchmaker lady, the hat.
All right!

[all cheering]

Next up is...
Whoa, help me Rhonda!

[all cheering]

Okay, what do I have to do?

Just read out a little name
on a little piece of paper,

will yea, beauty?

- It says "Chubby".
- Whoa!

[all cheering]

Yay!

[all cheering]

All right, Chubby baby.

You have to eat
this whole bowl of Jell-O.

- Well, what do I have to do?
- Hold the Jell-O.

- [screaming]
- [all cheering]

All right, next up is...

- Boof!
- [all] Boof! Boof! Boof!

It's, uh, Scott.

- Whoa!
- [all cheering]

Booferino gets the Howard boy.

I don't know if this
is such a good idea, you know?

You're gonna love it. In fact,
it's the grand prize, okay?

- Hubbaba-ba-ba-ba.
- [all cheering]

Two minutes. Anything goes,
baby. And don't disappoint us.

[all cheering]

[Scott] It's, uh,
kinda funny that you got me.

[Boof] I lied. I got Malcolm.

[Scott] Uh,
Malcolm's a good guy.

You can come a little closer.
I promise I won't bite.

[all] Go, go, go, go, go, go!

All right, Matchmaker Lady.

[all cheering]

Now, all you have to do is
take this cup to Thorne's house,

tell him you're
from the Board of Health

and you just wanna check
his, uh, blood sugar.

[Scott] Boof, uh,
I feel kinda weird.

[Boof] How do I feel?

[all cheering]

- [Mick] What is this?
- Mick, you gotta see this.

See what?
I don't see anything. Come on.

[Boof] Scott, aren't you
getting a little bit rough?

Hey, your fingernails!

- It's awful quiet in there.
- [all] Ooh!

You guys think they're dead?

[all] Yes!

Hey, there's only
one way to find out. [laughing]

So, tell us. What's it like
coming out of the closet?

- It was unexpected.
- [all] Ooh!

[Harold] Scott?

[TV on]

Scott?

[panting]

[crying out]

Jeez Louise.

- [Harold] Scott? Can I come in?
- Ah!

Uh, no, Dad.

Uh, no. I'm, uh,
I am doing something in here.

- I'll say.
- [Harold] You may be surprised.

Whatever it is, son,
you can tell me.

I'll understand.

[crying out] No, Dad.

Ah! No, not this time.

[Harold] Scott Howard,
this is your father speaking.

Now open this door
right this minute!

[Scott] Okay, Dad.

You asked for it.

An explanation is
probably long overdue.

An explanation?

Jesus Christ, Dad!
An explanation? Look at me.

Look at you.

It's not as bad as it looks.

Wait a minute,
wait a minute, Dad.

You knew about this?

You knew about this
and you didn't tell me?

I was hoping I wouldn't have to.

Sometimes it skips a generation.

I was hoping
it would pass you by.

Well, Dad, it didn't pass me by.

It landed on my face.

What the hell am I gonna do?

Scott, we really need
to talk about this.

[Scott] Forget it, Dad.
I don't wanna talk. Go away.

Tough night, huh?

Yeah. Yeah, you could say that.

On top of everything else,

there was
a full moon last night.

Well, I, uh, meant to talk
to you about that last evening,

but you were kinda upset.

Here's a nice hot cup of cocoa.

Looks like you can use it.

That'll help.

Look Scott, being what we are
is not without its problems,

but it's not all bad either.

Tell me about it.

Well, for one thing, you're
going to be able to do a lot

of things the other guys aren't.

Oh, uh, like chase cars
and bite the mailman?

When you want it,
you're gonna have great power.

And with great power
goes a greater responsibility.

Your mother and I learned
to live with this thing

- and so can you.
- And what if I can't?

I can look forward

to a life of stealing babies
in the middle of the night.

And, uh, killing chickens.

Fearing full moons,
dodging silver bullets.

Well, thank you, Dad,
but no thanks.

[Harold] Don't believe all that
stuff you see in the movies.

With certain
obvious exceptions...

werewolves are people
just like anyone else.

What I'm trying to say is...

the werewolf is a part of you...

but that doesn't change
what you have inside.

Look, Dad, I've got
a bad outside hook shot.

I'm allergic to eggs.

I've got a six-dollar haircut.
I mean, I have problems.

I don't need this one!

I gotta get to school.

That went well.

- Hello.
- Hi.

There's something
different about you.

That's nice.

Did you change your hair?

Missed you
at lunch today, Scott.

Oh, yeah. Hi, Boof.
Uh, sorry, I forgot. I forgot.

Well, I have to go
study my lines.

Kirk... Mr. Lolley...
he's so demanding.

- Bye.
- [whispering] Bye.

[school bell rings]

How's it going, Stiles?

The twins were abandoned

and surely would
have died in the wilderness

if they hadn't been
saved by a, by a what?

A miracle?

Yes, I suppose, but...

what form did this
particular miracle take?

Scott Howard?

[clears throat] Um...

[howling]

Very amusing Scott,
but you are correct.

The infants were saved
and suckled by a wolf.

A she wolf. Wolf. Wolf. Wolf.

Wolfe!

- Ah!... choo!
- [classmates laughing]

[English teacher] Thomas Wolfe.

Don't you people
ever read what I assign you?

"Look Homeward Angel". Scott,

it's a book. By Thomas Wolfe.

Wolfe. Wolfe.

[Stiles] Scott?

Oh, come on, Scott.

It's a lot simpler
than it looks.

[classmate] Uh, uh!

Okay.

[Stiles] Hmm!

Just try, Scott.

[classmates laughing]

Ah, it's wet. You can't go in.

[calling out] Oh,
that's wet, too!

Don't change, don't change.
Oh, stay calm, stay calm.

Stay calm.

[Mr. Thorne] Little far from
your side of the building,

- aren't you, Howard?
- No.

I mean, yeah, yes, Sir,
but the halls were wet.

- Let me see your hands.
- Sir?

Let me see your hands now.

You wouldn't happen to have
a marker on you, would you?

No. Uh, no, no, no, Sir.

I've got my eyes on you

and if you ever
get out of line...

[school bell ringing]

Uh, Yeah, uh, I gotta go.

Hey, what are you doing?

Hey, big brother keeps a stash
out here for emergencies.

Are you listening?

Listen, Stiles, uh, I,

I gotta talk
to you about something,

cause it's making me nuts.

Yeah, well, I knew you
But if it's that intense,

I'll need a solid buzz
to think clearly.

Well, look, I, I,
I wouldn't even, uh...

I wouldn't even
mention it to you,

except that I
gotta talk to someone.

Wait a minute, are you
gonna tell me you're a fag?

I mean, if you're gonna
tell me you're a fag...

I don't think I can handle it.

No... I'm not a fag. [chuckles]

I'm, uh, a werewolf.

Where would that
scumbag keep it?

[Scott growling]

Scott?

- Scottie?
- Stiles, it's me.

What do you,
what do you think?

Can you do that...
anytime you want?

Uh... Yeah, I guess so.
I mean, I just did.

But, you see, sometimes,

[stammering] it happens
when I don't want it to.

What can I say?

You're beautiful.

[chuckling and snorting]

[gasps] Hey, uh...

What can a teen wolf do?

I can smell
what you're looking for.

- [sniffing]
- [Stiles] The stash?

No, I checked there.

[Scott] Stiles.

Stiles! This is just
between you and me, okay?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. TW.

[laughing] Look at you.

Tw, you're gonna be glad
that you came to me with this.

Yes, because
with the right angles,

man, we're gonna
turn this into something...

- Monstrous.
- Stiles.

- [Stiles laughing]
- [Scott] Stiles.

- [Harold taunting]
- [Boof laughing]

[Harold] Shoot it, shoot it.

- No way, no way, no way.
- [Boof screaming]

[Harold] Don't foul me,
don't foul me now.

- [Boof] No, no, no.
- [Howard] Here we go, woo-hoo.

- [Boof] That--Yeah!
- [Harold] Knock them down.

[both laughing]

- Hi, Scott.
- [laughing] Hi.

Boof came over
for a little one on one.

She's killing me.

- [Boof laughing]
- [Scott] What?

What's so funny?

Nothing. We were just chatting.
Do you mind? [laughing]

No, no. Hey, why should I mind?

Well, I gotta get going.
Would you like to walk me home?

Uh, Boof, I just got here.

[through clenched teeth] Scott!

Yeah.

Thanks, Harold,
thanks for the game.

Thanks for everything.

You better work
on that jump-shot.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- [Boof] Are you coming?
- [Scott] Yeah.

[Harold] Ha! Get in! [chuckling]

[Scott] So, you guys
were chatting?

Harold Howard
and his famous chats.

Uh... What did he say?

[Boof] Hmm, he
just mentioned that...

you were thinking
of quitting basketball

to work on a school play.

- [Scott] Yeah.
- [Boof] I can see why.

She's very pretty, Scott.

But she has a boyfriend.
A very large boyfriend.

[Scott] Look,
it doesn't matter anyway.

Cause the way
things are going now,

it would be better if I
just stayed away from everyone.

[Boof] Even me?

[Scott] I couldn't get rid
of you if I tried. [chuckles]

- What?
- [Boof] Do you remember?

[Scott] How old were we? Six?

- [Boof] Ha, five.
- I wanted to run away from home

but you wouldn't
let me go alone.

- I was afraid you'd get lost.
- Yeah, but I didn't get lost.

We just walked
around the block because

[both] our parents wouldn't
let us cross the street.

God, I thought they were
gonna kill us when we got home.

I know, but then when we did
nobody even knew we were gone.

- Did you ever tell anybody?
- Nope.

Me neither.

Scott...

if you ever need
someone to talk to...

if something's bothering you...

I'll understand.

Uh, not this time, Boof.

You wouldn't understand.

- I've gotta go.
- Yeah. Bye.

Okay, now, here's the drill.

Play 'em man for man.

- You know who you've got.
- [Stiles] Hey baby, ten hut.

Nice haircut over there.
Be all that you could be.

How was grenade, man?
Hey, Lewy?

Lewy, what's going on here?

Is the president
here today or something?

- [Boof] Good luck, Scott.
- Oh, thanks. Thank you.

Hey, look at it this way, guys,

it'll all be over
in less than hour.

Any strategy
against Meechum, Coach?

Hey, you guys are great,

you've got nothing
to be ashamed of.

[ref blowing whistle]

Now, go out there
and give them hell.

Go!

[grunting]

[ref blowing whistle]

[coach] I'd say that's a foul.
Let's go.

Come on, set it up.

[coach] C'mon, Scottie,
up the line, boy. You can do it.

[all groaning in disappointment]

Go and get me some salt.

Salt!

Flick the ball back to him.
Easy, easy. Come on.

[teammate] Scottie, Scottie.

Easy!

Easy.

- [teammate] Yeah!
- [spectators cheering]

[coach] C'mon, let's go!

[teammates chatting]

[Scott growling]

[grunts and screams]

[whistling]

[blowing whistle]

[spectators cheering
and clapping]

- All right, guys?
- [coach] All right,

let's play a little ball here.

♪ First my clothes
Catch on fire ♪

♪ Then my car hits a tree ♪

♪ You might think
It's a big catastrophe ♪

♪ Just seems normal to me ♪

♪ Always lookin'
On the bright side ♪

♪ Isn't that the way to be? ♪

♪ You might say
That's a sign of lunacy ♪

♪ Just comes natural to me ♪

♪ Uncle Sam is a commie ♪

♪ Russia's red white and blue ♪

♪ So the president's lost
A screw or two ♪

♪ Anything we can do? ♪

♪ Time to settle back enjoy it ♪

♪ Problems?
They ain't nothin' new ♪

♪ So the world's
Lookin' more and more askew ♪

♪ What's it matter to you?... ♪

[all cheering and screaming]

Hey, Scott, did the coach know?

Hey, I didn't know.
I mean...

- [cheerleader] How do you feel?
- He feels like a winner!

[all cheering]

- Hey, Boof! Boof, did you know?
- Are you kidding?

♪ Used to be
Girl's got headaches ♪

♪ Now the pain's gone away ♪

♪ Got this feeling
I just might just score today ♪

♪ Must be doing okay ♪

♪ Suddenly it seems so easy ♪

♪ Now I know just what to say ♪

♪ Man I'm hot
When I got the cards to play ♪

♪ Nothing stands in my way ♪

♪ You gotta go
With the flow Joe ♪

♪ No matter what
It's a hell of a show ♪

♪ Just take it easy
And slow Joe ♪

♪ Way to go... ♪

Hey, Lewis.

Whoa, Mr. T!

You may think that you're
something special around here,

but let me remind you that
I'm still the vice principal.

Hey, hey, I'm no different
than anyone else.

That's nice.
You look good in that.

♪ Suddenly it seems so easy ♪

♪ Now I know just what to say ♪

♪ Man I'm hot when
I got the cards to play ♪

♪ Nothing stands in my way ♪

♪ You gotta go
With the flow Joe ♪

♪ No matter what
It's a hell of a show ♪

♪ Get up and kick at the Dojo ♪

♪ Way to go
Way to go ♪

♪ First my clothes
Catch on fire ♪

♪ Then my car hits a tree ♪

♪ You might think
It's a big catastrophe ♪

♪ Just seems normal to me ♪

♪ Always lookin'
On the bright side ♪

♪ Isn't that the way to be? ♪

♪ You might say
That's a sign of lunacy ♪

♪ Just comes natural to me ♪

♪ You gotta go
With the flow Joe ♪

♪ I know ♪

♪ No matter what
It's a hell of a show ♪

♪ That's right ♪

♪ Just take it easy
And slow Joe ♪

♪ Way to go ♪

♪ Way to go ♪

- Well, Scott Howard.
- Hey, Boof.

Aren't you afraid
of disappointing all your fans?

Look, Boof, I can't help it

if the whole town
has gone wolf crazy.

I mean, uh,
this wasn't my idea.

- There are some advantages.
- None!

[Stiles] All sizes. No waiting,
everybody. Check it out.

Right over here. Check it out.

Hey Scotto, tip of the iceberg,
baby. We are cleaning up!

Boof! I got something for you.
There you go, honey.

Here we go. Check it out.
All sizes, no waiting.

- Elegant.
- [Pamela] Scott! Scott!

Listen to this.

Kirk wants you
to be in the play.

He does? Wait a minute, Pamela.
What about basketball?

It won't interfere.
It's a small part.

Just for you.

Here, Pamela, this is for you.

It's too big for me.

There are some advantages,
Scott, admit it.

You can murder my family.

You can ravish my body.

But I beg you

with all that
is decent and holy,

don't destroy my plantation.

[gasps]

[sobbing]

Sergeant! Burn the fields.

And when you're done
with that, burn the house.

Ah, yeah! Uh, wolf, wolf,

wolf person,
whatever your name is.

That was really...

Thanks, babe, I love ya.

...something.

[knocking at door]

Come in.

Hi.

Close the door please.

Uh, yeah.

Relax... We're just one
big happy family in the theatre.

Yep.

[Pamela] What happened
to the wolf?

Do you just change
back and forth...

whenever you feel like it?

Uh, sure.

Well, uh, sometimes I,
I have to get kinda worked up

to be the wolf, but, uh,
it's not too hard.

What do you think about
to get worked up?

Ah, different things.

Wolves aren't
supposed to be shy.

Uh, Pamela? What are you doing?

[Pamela] Oh, you are an animal.

[howling in distance]

[Scott] Strike!

Five in a row. [giggling]

[Scott] Okay.

Did you know
he was gonna be here?

[people laughing]

We had such a nice day today.
Don't spoil it.

[Scott] Okay. Got it.

[Scott] Nice. Good, okay.
Good form.

Nice approach.

Oh, poo!

Boy, that was nice and warm.

Okay.

Address the ball.

Okay, tuck in your tummy.

That's good. Okay.
Pamela, Pamela, Pamela.

Here we go.
Are you ready? Okay.

Hey, creep, that's my girl.

- Don't touch her again.
- [Pamela giggles]

[Scott] She's
my date tonight, Pal.

You don't scare me, freak.

Underneath all that hair
you're still a dork, Scott.

I've handled your kind before.

Your mommy used to steal
chickens out of the backyard,

till I blew her
head off with the shotgun.

- [Scott growling]
- Right, Scott?

[Scott growling]

[Scott] So, does, uh...

does that guy Mick
always act like that?

[Pamela] You could hardly
blame him. He is my boyfriend.

[Scott] You mean
was your boyfriend?

[Pamela] Is my boyfriend.

But, uh, what about us?

What about us?

Uh, well, this afternoon.
In your dressing room.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Well, you see the spring dance
is coming up and I--

And I already told you,

I'm going
to the dance with Mick.

- [ref blowing whistle]
- [spectators cheering]

[a loud burst
of applause and cheering]

[Scott] Hey, Chubaroo,
nice game, guy.

[Chubby] Yeah.

- At least we're winning.
- You mean he's winning.

When do the rest of us
get hands on the ball?

What good is being
in the championship

if none of us get to play?

It doesn't matter
how you play the game,

it's whether you win or lose.

And even that doesn't make
all that much difference.

Hey, guys.
How about a celebration, huh?

Chubby, ice cream sundae--

[Chubby] Ah, I'm on a diet,
Scott, remember?

Brad? Glass of milk?

I don't get it, coach.
What's their problem?

Let me give you a little advice.

There's three rules
that I live by.

Never get less than
12 hours sleep,

Never play cards with a guy

who's got the same
first name as a city,

and never go near a lady

who's got a tattoo
of a dagger on her body.

Now, you stick with that,
everything else is cream cheese.

Great game there, Scottie.

Thanks, Coach!

[Scott] Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Stiles?

Stiles, where the hell
did you get this?

Hey, Harry's Used Cars, man,

we traded in the
Nova, even swap.

- [spits]
- Even swap, get out of here.

How much extra
did you pay for this?

It's an even swap.

For certain considerations.

- What?
- [Stiles] Lookey here!

- Ah, Stiles.
- [laughing] Hey, surf's up?

Yeah, yeah,
surf is definitely up.

Why, let's go
pick up Lewis, okay?

What?

Stiles, come on, what is it with
Lewis? He's avoiding me right?

He's scared of me.

Look, man, we've got fine new
wheels, we got some good tunes

and a total disregard
for public safety.

You're right. Okay, let's go.

- All right, baby.
- [Scott] Surf's up.

Wait a minute.

These waves are mine.

♪ We'll all
Be planning out a route ♪

♪ We're gonna take real soon ♪

♪ We're waxing down
Our surfboards ♪

♪ We can't wait for June ♪

♪ We'll all be gone
For the summer ♪

♪ We're on safari to stay ♪

♪ Tell the teacher
We're surfin'♪

♪ Surfin' USA ♪

♪ Haggerties and Swamies
Inside outside USA ♪

♪ This is the Palisades
Inside outside USA ♪

♪ San Anofree and Sunset
Inside outside USA ♪

♪ Redondo Beach LA
Inside outside USA ♪

♪ All over La Jolla
Inside outside USA ♪

♪ At Waimia Bay
Inside outside USA... ♪

♪ Everybody's gone surfin'
Surfin' USA ♪

[shouting]

Missed you at the hardware store
the last few days.

Uh, yeah. Sorry, uh,

I was with Stiles
this afternoon.

I know.

[Scott] You saw?

Yeah, I saw.

Unless that was another
werewolf doing a handstand

on top of Stiles' wolf mobile.
And making a fool of himself?

Look, Dad.

I'm trying to get
a grip on this. I really am.

Is Thorne still on your back?

Yeah, Thorne...

some Neanderthal named Mick
and the entire basketball team.

Well, you've dug your own hole
with those fella's, but, uh...

this Thorne business
is my fault.

What, uh,
what do you mean your fault?

Goes back a few years. [sighs]

As you know...

I loved your mother
since we were kids.

We always knew
we were meant for each other.

But for some reason Rusty Thorne
set his cap for her too.

And no matter what we tried,
he just wouldn't go away.

One night...

things got
a little physical and--

And you turned into a werewolf.

[Harold] Out of anger, Scott.

I turned into
the werewolf out of anger.

Right in front of
his beady little eyes.

[scoffs] Was he scared?

Scared?

He lost control
of his bodily functions.

Ah. I wish I could've seen that.

It wasn't a very
nice thing to do.

But it worked.

After that, he never bothered
your mother and me....

But to this day...

I don't know who was
the most frightened that night.

Rusty Thorne... or me.

You gotta get a hold of it, son.

- [Boof] Morning.
- Boof.

Uh, what's up?

Nothing.

Why does anything have to be up?

I just thought I'd walk
to school with you.

[Scott] Ah.

[Boof] Got any plans
for the spring dance?

[Scott] No, uh,
hadn't given it much thought.

[Boof] I'm surprised
they haven't decided to call it

"Teen Wolf Ball".

Will you, uh,
go with me to the dance?

I'll think about it.

Is that a yes?

Yes. On one condition.

- [scoffs]
- You take me to the dance.

I thought we just established--

You, Scott Howard.

Not the wolf.

[sighs]

No, no.

Look, I gotta be the wolf,

I mean,
that's what everyone expects.

Is that what you want?

Everybody likes the wolf.

All right, almost everybody.

You said it yourself.

I mean, if I go as Scott Howard
I'm gonna be average.

And dammit! Why do I have
to be like everybody else?

That's not a problem
for you anymore.

[sighs]

And I guess, I don't have
a date for the dance.

[Scott] Look, Boof.

I'm sorry... I can't.

Hey, listen, uh...

You'll till dance
with me, won't ya?

Even if I'm a werewolf?

Yeah, I'll still dance with you.

[Boof giggles]

- [Scott] And feed me grapes?
- [Boof] Don't push your luck!

[Scott] Tickle my paws?

She's right.
You are an animal. [howling]

♪ Yeah! ♪

♪ Good good news
For you baby ♪

♪ We're passing the limit
And no end is in sight ♪

♪ Forget it's Saturday night ♪

♪ And no one holding us back ♪

♪ We're gonna crash
That sugar shack... ♪

[woman 1] There he is!

Oh!

[woman 2] Oh, my God!

You look fabulous.

[woman 3] Absolutely gorgeous!

[Scott] Hey, hey guys,
this is great.

- Woo-hoo
- [man] Nice threads man.

[Scott] Nice to see ya.

Thank you, thank you...
Hey. Hey, how are you doing?

Hey, save me a dance?

You'll have to ask my escort.

[Mick] Stay away from her
tonight. I'm warning you.

[Scott] Hey, hey, Stiles.

Looks good.

Hey, great thank you.

Hi, how are you doing?

[school mates]
Wolf, wolf, wolf, wolf, wolf...

You still wanna
dance with the wolf?

Wolf, wolf, wolf, wolf...

Your public wants you.

Do you mind?

♪ Well you sure don't
Look like no grandma ♪

♪ Your hair pearly white ♪

♪ [robotic voice] ♪

♪ Her voice don't
Reach that deep ♪

♪ No your voice don't
Sound like no grandma ♪

♪ It's givin' me the creeps ♪

♪ [robotic voice] ♪

♪ You've sure got nasty teeth ♪

♪ You're a big bad wolf ♪

♪ I ain't missin' this stake
Big bad wolf ♪

♪ How about cookies and cake ♪

♪ Big bad wolf ♪

♪ Big big bad wolf ♪

♪ Don't you think
I'm stupid like grandma ♪

♪ You never fooled me none ♪

♪ [robotic voice] ♪

♪ I know
The things you've done ♪

♪ You're a big bad wolf ♪

♪ I behave, you'll see ♪

♪ Big bad wolf ♪

- What?
- What am I gonna do about you?

Hey, Boof, I am what I am.

[Scott] Whoa, Boof.

All I said was
"I might wanna dance with him."

You can't possibly
take him seriously.

Not unless you're planning
on having his puppies.

I want Scott for just a half
hour, I really missed him.

[gasps]

♪ Ow! ♪

♪ She sat so quietly there
In the candlelight... ♪

Stay away from Pamela,
she's mine.

Stick with your own kind freak.
Like that little tramp.

[classmates gasping]

- [Scott growling]
- [Pamela] Mick, watch out!

- [classmates laughing]
- [Scott growling]

What are you all laughing at?

[Mick] Get back here!
I'm not done with you!

Your just some kind of animal.

Freak! Come on, freak.

Get back here. Let go of me.

Let go!

Get back I'm gonna rip your
head right off. Get back here.

Come on, freak.

I'm not through with you yet.

Come back here freak.
This isn't done by a long shot.

Get back in here, freak.

Come back here, freak.
We haven't settled this yet!

[Mr. Thorne] Hold it!

Now you've done it.

You don't know
how long I have waited...

to get you right
where I have you.

You're never going
to play basketball again!

You know why?

Because you're not going
to be here anymore, that's why.

You're out of here Mr. Howard.
And don't you try--

Thorne, go home, son.

Go ahead.

I'll handle this.

You, uh, never learn,
do you, Rusty?

You stay away from me.

I want you
to leave my son alone.

He's a good kid. He's just
having a tough time right now.

Okay? [growling]

I knew I could
count on you, Rusty.

[tuts]

You can murder my family.

You can ravish my body.

But I beg you with all
that is decent and holy,

don't destroy my plantation.

Sergeant? Burn the fields...

Hold it, hold it, hold it,
hold it. Hold it, baby.

- ...down the house.
- [Mr. Lolley] Whoa!

Hey! Hold it, uh,
hold it right there, babe.

- [Scott groaning]
- [Mr. Lolley] Listen. [grunting]

This is a,
a full-dress rehearsal.

We need to see the wolf.
So wolf out, huh,

wolf up, wolf it.
Whatever you do.

Uh, pronto amigo.

[stammering] Mr. Lolley, uh...

I've been doing some thinking
and I decided that I'd...

rather play the part as me.

- Whoa.
- [Scott] Well, play it.

- Play it as myself.
- Well, that...

That wouldn't
be theatre, would it?

See, no one wants to see you.

Well, like I said,
I'd rather play it like this.

Okay, I see.

[stammering] How am I
gonna put this to you? Uh...

Look at it this
way no wolf, hmm, no wolf,

uh, no part. What do you think?

Wow. Bummer, huh?

[Stiles] Hey, Scottie.

Well, look at it this way, Boof.

At least I'll have
my Friday nights free.

Even if you're not
gonna be the wolf anymore,

do you have to quit
the basketball team?

Oh, c'mon, Boof,
are you kidding?

Look, you've seen me
play basketball. I suck.

They want the wolf,
I can't give it to them.

Hey, wait a minute. Wait,
wait just a minute.

What's going on here?

What are you guys talking about?

[Scott] Talking about
the wolf, Stiles.

I can't do it anymore.

You saw what happened.

- Scott, are you crazy?
- Yeah, I think maybe I am.

Scott, you've got
the championship basketball game

coming up
in less than four hours.

Man, you've got
everyone depending on you.

- Yeah, Stiles--
- What are you gonna do?

Let down your, your, your team?
Your school? This whole town?

What about me?

I've got a very large investment
going on over here, Scott...

Hey, Scott, do it for me.

[school bell ringing]

[Scott] I gotta go, man.

Scott, help me out.

Do the right thing.

That's all I wanna do, Stiles.
That's all I wanna do.

[spectators shouting abuse]

[spectators] Boo!

[ref blowing whistle]

[spectators] Boo!

[coach] Time!

Chubby! Chubby, get time.

- Come here.
- [ref blowing whistle]

- See that?
- [spectators] Boo!

Come on.

[coach] That's
a purple heart, kid.

Smart basketball, Brad,
taking a charge like that.

So where's the wolf?

- Uh! Not today, coach. No wolf.
- [spectators] Wolf, wolf, wolf.

Oh, good idea.
Wait until the second half.

Build up their confidence.

[Scott] Coach.
Look, coach... no wolf!

Not now, not ever.

I wanna play,
but I gotta be myself.

Okay, but we're gonna get
our brains beat in, you know?

You sure you won't
change your mind?

I don't wanna go back
out there. I've had it.

Yeah, this is all
your fault, Howard.

I think we can take these guys.

That's terrific, Scott,

now when do we
get to see the wolf?

No, Chub, I mean it.

I think we can win this.

Look, this is the championship.

Now, it doesn't matter how
we got here, we're here.

If we're gonna win,
we gotta pull it off ourselves,

we don't need the wolf.

[ref blowing whistle]

[spectators booing and cheering]

[Mick] You're dead!

[spectators cheering]

Shoot.

Shoot it.

[spectators] Shoot it. Shoot!

Shoot it!

Shoot it, fat boy!

- Yeah!
- [spectators cheering]

♪ I was down to zero ♪

♪ Still an unsung hero ♪

♪ Waiting for my ship
To come to shore ♪

♪ I stood empty handed ♪

♪ Like a seagull stranded ♪

♪ Watching all the other
Seagulls soar ♪

♪ I was slowly losing hope ♪

♪ Twisting frayed ends
Of the rope ♪

♪ In a suicidal fantasy ♪

♪ I was going to extremes ♪

♪ Losing sight of all my dreams
again ♪

♪ I never thought I'd win ♪

♪ I was blinded by the pain ♪

♪ Running wild
Through the rain ♪

♪ In a parody of ecstasy ♪

♪ I was inches from the edge ♪

♪ Fingers clinging
To the ledge again ♪

♪ I never thought I'd win ♪

♪ Win in the end ♪

♪ I'm gonna win in the end ♪

♪ Win in the end ♪

♪ I'm gonna win in the end... ♪

How much more of this
can you take, freak?

As much as you
can dish out, Mick.

♪...Got to keep my cool ♪

♪ I am not the fool ♪

♪ Everyone expects
To play me for ♪

♪ Oh I could change
The pattern ♪

♪ Steal a ring from Saturn ♪

♪ Forge myself
Into a man of war ♪

♪ I am equal to the task... ♪

♪ I won't hide
Behind the mask ♪

♪ What you see
Is what you'll get from me ♪

♪ I am stronger
Than they think ♪

♪ They can force me
To the brink again ♪

♪ But now I know I'll win ♪

♪ Win in the end ♪

♪ I'm gonna win in the end ♪

♪ Win in the end ♪

♪ I'm gonna win
In end the end... ♪

- [spectators] Boo!
- What's so funny, dork?

That's four fouls.

One more and you're
out of there.

♪ Like a true defender ♪

♪ I will not surrender ♪

♪ Why should I lie down
For them and die? ♪

♪ I am equal to the task ♪

♪ I won't hide
Behind the mask ♪

♪ What you see
Is what you'll get from me ♪

♪ I am stronger
Than they think ♪

♪ They can force me
To the brink again ♪

♪ But now I know I'll win ♪

♪ Win in the end ♪

♪ I'm gonna win in the end ♪

♪ Win in the end ♪

♪ I'm gonna win in the end ♪

♪ Win in the end
Win in the end ♪

♪ In the end
I'm gonna win in the end ♪

♪ Win in the end yeah ♪

♪ I'm gonna win in the end ♪

♪ Win in the end
In the end ♪

♪ I'm gonna win in the end ♪

♪ Win in the end ♪

♪ I'm gonna win in the end... ♪

- [teammate] Come on!
- [spectators cheering]

Come on. Make your move.

- [ref blowing whistle]
- [spectators] Boo!

[spectators continue
booing and cheering]

[ref] You gotta get back.
Get back. You got two shots.

Get back. Off the court.

[ref blowing whistle]

- [Stiles mouthing]
- [ref blowing whistle]

[spectators cheering]

[spectators erupting in cheers]

♪ Funny how sometimes life
Just changes over night ♪

♪ Magically everything you do
Turns out so right ♪

♪ Just like that ♪

♪ You pull rabbits
Out of your hat ♪

♪ You've got the charm that
Even wizards can't explain ♪

♪ How to make rainbows
From a single drop of rain ♪

♪ Who can say ♪

♪ it's a trick
You learn how to play ♪

♪ When you're shooting for the
Moon and finally make it ♪

♪ Guess a lucky star
Is shining on you ♪

♪ The candle on the cake
Is yours so take it ♪

♪ Make another wish
It's sure to come... ♪

- Let's blow out of here.
- Drop dead.

♪ Tell me I can do it too ♪

♪ The candle on the cake
Is yours so take it ♪

♪ Make another wish
It's sure to come true ♪

♪ You say there's
Really nothing to it ♪

♪ Maybe I can do it too ♪