Woodstock or Bust (2019) - full transcript

Two teen song-writers saddle up their West coast '65 Mustang convertible and head East, answering the call to Yasgur's farm, to debut their original music at the Woodstock Music Festival.

- Thank you.

The singers will join Bob Hope

and the fabulous

Ann-Margret over Christmas

to entertain the

troops in Vietnam.

So please, make donations

on behalf of the troops.

And now a very special treat.

My daughter Meryl and her

talented sidekick Lorian

will entertain us.

Now that's how you

grab an audience.

Oh!

Thank you.

♪ You read it in the papers ♪

- Thank you.

♪ You hear it everywhere ♪

♪ Bad news in the headlines ♪

♪ You can't help

from being scared ♪

♪ I know you tend to worry ♪

♪ When you when you

see me on my own ♪

♪ But there comes a

time to cut the line ♪

♪ And let me walk alone ♪

♪ You've got to trust me ♪

♪ You know above all else

you taught me honesty ♪

♪ Just look into my eyes

and tell me what you see ♪

♪ Can't you just trust me ♪

♪ I can't promise

you for certain ♪

♪ That I'll never

make mistakes ♪

♪ But I love you

with all my heart ♪

♪ And I will never change ♪

♪ So can't you trust me ♪

♪ You know above all else

you taught me honesty ♪

♪ Just look into my eyes

and tell me what you see ♪

♪ Can't you just trust me ♪

- And now the moment you've all

been waiting for.

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday dear Lucy ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

Lor, would you quit smoking,

you're a singer, you

shouldn't be smoking.

- Uh, John Lennon smokes.

Janis Joplin smokes

and I bet all the Rolling

Stones smoke, too.

- All right, well I don't

know how they can smoke

and still sing,

it's bad pipes, Lor.

Seriously--

- Bob Dylan!

Just listen to his voice!

For sure he smokes.

Mer, they're all

singing smokers.

Maybe it enhances their voices,

did you ever think of that?

Gives them that

raspy sound.

How many

times.

Come on, seriously?!

Oh, kinda cool.

- I like it.

- Seriously, Mer?

We need to get our songs out

there and play some venues.

I don't know, some coffee houses

or the country fair coming up!

Maybe we can get in the lineup.

- Slow down sister, I think

we're doing pretty well.

Two gigs this month,

plus the retirement home.

- That's getting old.

And the old folks are

just, getting older.

I'm starting to feel

like one of them.

- Will you still love me

when I'm 64?

- Of course I will.

But we need to move

up the food chain.

- Well I think, whatever

is meant to be will be.

- Nope, I've always believed

you gotta make things happen.

Giddy-up, Sally.

Have you ever asked your

mom to get you up on stage

with the singers,

or I don't know,

how we can take the

next step?

- Nope, no I'm afraid

Grande Dame Diva's advice

is limited to higher education.

- Beg her.

Okay, Lor.

Meet at The Shack later?

- Affirmative, Captain.

Sweater!

- Bye.

- Bye.

Good girl.

- Knock, knock, are you decent?

- Come in, sweetie!

How did your show go?

Did you say hi to Lucy for me?

- Pretty much the same

and Lucy says, hello.

Mom?

- Are you pregnant?

- What?

No!

At least, not yet.

So I was thinking, you know,

you're a professional and I

really think that it's time

for Lor and me--

- Lor and I.

- Lor and I want to start

branching out a bit.

You know, find some

real paying jobs,

bigger audiences,

jumpstart our career...

What do you think?

- You've got so much on

your plate already, Lor

and you're only 17.

Could you get them some

milk please, honey?

Hey, I was watching that!

- I know how old I am.

But we have enough original

songs and I think--

- They're super badass, I mean,

don't you think I'm ready?

- Please do not use that term.

- When you turn 18, you can

run away with your guitar.

- Look at your Dad.

He's been at the same club

with Don Ho for years.

- Okay, Dad loves making

music and so do I.

And I love composing

and singing.

I don't wanna do anything else!

- Do you know how

hard it is to become

a professional in

the music world?

- You know that's a

horrible lifestyle.

All of those musicians

are on drugs!

Driving around from town to

town, playing bars, drinking!

- And to be quite honest,

you just don't have it.

A great hobby, though!

- A hobby?

No.

- I want people

to hear my music.

To find meaning in

what I'm saying!

- I know it's tough.

But Mer is really talented.

She could be the

next Joni Mitchell--

- Or Judy Collins, it's why

God put me on this Earth!

- It's what I'm meant to do.

- You better get used to it.

- Maybe throw in a

little side of support!

- Shack!

- Now!

We need a plan.

We gotta go big or go home.

- Okay, shhh.

There might be guys in here.

Oh, la la, mon chéri.

- Where is the good

stuff in here, huh?

- Wow.

- Va va voom, I can't believe

women actually look like that.

Seriously, she kind of looks

like a plucked chicken.

- They wrote an article

about Dr. Martin Luther King.

He made a speech

about Vietnam War

and called the United States,

the greatest purveyor of

violence in the world today.

- Wow, he's the man.

- Hm, he was the man.

You know, he really

should've been

the one running this country.

Wouldn't it be so cool,

a negro president?

God, that'll be the day.

- Yeah, when pigs

fly!

- One brilliant

star, snuffed out.

Don't you ever imagine how

different things would be

if Kennedy and King

were still alive?

- Not really.

- Oh look, here he says,

a nation that continues

year after year,

to spend more money

on military defense

than on programs

of social uplift

is approaching spiritual death.

I actually heard

that these magazines

have some pretty cool articles.

- Look, The Monkees are offering

a triple date with

Davy and Peter!

One day there'll be a

contest to win a date with us.

You will see.

- Uh-huh, sure.

- Mm-hmm.

Woodstock Music

Festival with Joan Baez,

Creedence Clearwater,

Canned Heat!

On the road again!

- On the road again?

- Janis Joplin!

Crosby, Stills & Nash!

- Who!

- Jimi Hendrix!

Ah, oh my God and look...

Meryl and Lorian.

We're going to Woodstock

in three weeks!

- No way Lor.

- Woodstock, come on!

It's our calling!

Can't you hear it?

I can't hear you!

- Lor you are so loaded.

Okay there's no way we're

going to Woodstock, all right.

I think I just saw your

marbles fall on the floor.

Uh, yep...

There they go,

right out the door.

- Please, Mer?

We really need this.

We really, really need this.

We can prove to ourselves,

our friends, our family,

especially, your mother,

just how great we really are.

And don't say no,

'cause I'll just keep pushing

you all the way to New York.

- You're silly.

- We need a band name, right.

Okay.

How about Soul Sisters?

- How about Crazy Chicks

from Portland, Oregon.

- No, no, no wait, I

got it.

How about, Sexy Sadie The

World is Waiting Just For You?

Or how about Shack Hacks?

Hmm?

- Todd!

Um, hi!

- You know there's no girls

allowed.

- How long you been

out there, Todd?

- Long enough to know, you

guys are going to Woodstock.

- Yeah.

- That's pretty crazy.

- Yeah, so cool.

- Danny Man?

- Hey.

- What's happening?

- Hmm.

- How about, you can

take me with you?

- Um, see we'd love to but it's

highly unlikely that we'll--

- Well you know I mean, I would

kiss the ground you walked

on all the way up to the back

of your leg, Meryl Fontana.

Keep y'all wrapped up in my

love shack.

- Um, but see we're

not prepared and--

Why don't you just keep

your wiggle out of my friend's

waggle and help us out, huh?

- Uh, yeah sure, we could rally

the troops and brainstorm.

- Yeah.

- Danny Man, that's awesome!

I'll hold you to that.

Yeah.

- Yeah?

- Mm-hmm.

- All right.

- Yeah, so we should go.

- Really?

- Do you need to go?

- Yeah, we sh...

Yes, my little dreamer.

It was nice, seeing you.

Nice seeing you, Danny.

Lor?

- I'm gonna take this with me.

See you later, boys.

- Bye.

Oh, my God.

- Wow.

She's so hot, dude.

- Think we should

take that sign down?

- Yeah.

- We should take

the sign down.

- We should take

the sign down.

- Yeah.

- Dynamic Duo?

- Hmm, already taken.

Oh, how about Drunk Ditzy Dorks?

- Ah, The Vulcans!

- What?

We're not Vulcans.

- I want something

Beatles-themed.

How about Revolution?

- I like that.

Revolution!

- Revolution!

- Look!

It's Cassiopeia.

- Where?

- Right there, see look.

- Oh, yeah!

- I love her.

Tethered to her throne,

ruling the universe.

- So New York, in

the United States.

Take us a few days

to drive there

and then we'll rule the

universe playing our songs.

- Lor you are twisting

my arm into something

that is no doubt going to

get us in so much trouble.

- Seriously, Mer?

- Yeah.

- This is our moment

to shine like stars.

They'll see.

- Do you really think

they're gonna let us play?

- Why not?

We can go up last.

We can just start belting

out our tunes.

- Right.

- I can talk us in!

I swear!

- Right.

'Cause we can just go up

to Mr. Hendrix and say,

oh, are you almost done?

Because we really need to get

home 'cause Mommy's calling.

No.

- I think I would call

him Jimi, wouldn't you?

- They'll see.

That stuff is so grody, Lor.

Can you please, just, face--

- Fine.

- the other way.

- What are you doing up there?

- Stargazing, Mom!

- Get down

from that roof now!

- And deciding what songs

to play.

- Yes!

We are going to

Woodstock!

Mmm, now that's a

cracker!

So what songs are you

playing, all originals?

- You know what I

love about you, Lor?

- What?

- You have wild hairs

growing out of your ear.

- Hmmm?

- Keeping things interesting,

always.

- We've only got

one life my friend.

- Mm-hmm.

- Ooo-wee!

Kinda has Paul's

eyes doesn't he?

- Mmm.

- Woo!

Speaking of puppy eyes...

Kind of think I saw some sparks

flying between you and Todd.

- Uh...

Yeah, I mean, I don't

know. He's kinda cute.

Why, would you go

ape if I date him?

- Kinda hot for him, you know.

Except he seems

more into you now.

- Well I hang it up, if

you're still workin' on it.

- It's kind of hard

for me to work on it,

when you're coming on to

him, every chance you get.

- Coming on to him?

He's the one that's

flirting with me.

- Really?

- Yes!

Don't get

so ticked off, okay.

I'm just trying

to be considerate.

- And I'm trying to be cool.

But it's hard because

you flirt with

every single one

of my boyfriends!

- Okay.

- So--

- Flirting and being friendly

are two different things,

and also he's not

your boyfriend, is he.

- Fine, okay.

- Okay, okay, I have a song.

- Okay.

- No name yet...

But I'm working on it.

- Let's hear it.

♪ I can see what

you're thinking ♪

♪ She plays you for a fool ♪

♪ So now you'll fix

her by drinking ♪

- I have an idea.

- What?

- How about we throw a kegger

to kick off the

fundraising for the trip?

Complete with Ginger

and the kissing booth.

- Yes.

- Right?!

- All right guys, quiet down!

Quiet down!

You're all groovy, baby!

Tonight we are

gonna have a very,

very good show for you all.

We have Meryl and Lorian

who are about to embark on

their journey to Woodstock!

Yeah!

Yeah!

To groove with some of

the coolest, the baddest,

the freakiest people--

- Thank you, Jill.

- Thank you.

- Thank you all so much for

coming and please feel free

to try some of Lorian's

homemade Purple Jesus.

- Yeah.

- Spiked to perfection.

- Let's hang loose and get

blitzed!

Yeah!

- And I brought brownies!

Guaranteed to drive the

sweet right out of your soul,

so come and get 'em!

- We are trying to make

$200 for this trip.

So that means

everything is for sale,

including kisses from our very

own, Playboy Bunny, Ginger.

Woo!

We're also doing any jobs

within the next two weeks,

babysitting, weeding, you

name it, we work for cash!

Take it slow, guys.

- This is, Give You My

Heart.

♪ You went back to your castle ♪

♪ And pulled up the drawbridge ♪

♪ You climbed into bed ♪

♪ And you turned

out the lights ♪

♪ There were plenty who

wanted to warm up your satin ♪

♪ But you like it alone where

you won't have to fight ♪

- Guys this will

enhance your experience.

♪ Someone to share every power ♪

- These are

starving artists, people!

♪ Someone to tear you apart ♪

- Here you go.

- Thanks.

- Here you go.

- Hey, why do they call

it Purple Jesus anyways?

I mean, that's kinda weird.

- Well, purple is the color

and then Jesus is who'll be

calling out to while you're

puking in the oval after it.

- Makes sense.

♪ I just wanna

give you my heart ♪

- Everyone give 'em a hand!

Give 'em hand everyone!

Yeah!

- Nice shot!

- Really?

- You know what I love to do?

I like to take a hit...

Hold it in--

- Uh-huh.

- Take a swig of booze...

Let it out.

- Oh.

- Instant high.

- Hmm.

- Here.

- Lemme try that.

- Oh my gosh.

- Are you sure

you've never smoked pot before?

- I've never smoked

anything before.

Ow.

Um...

You know, Lorian is still

very into you,

crazy about you, actually.

Todd, no please, don't make me.

- Yeah well, Lorian is sweet.

But you, Miss Meryl,

you're a stone cold fox.

- When are you leaving?

- Well, it should take like four

or five days to drive there,

straight through, pretty much.

It's on August 15th.

- Yeah.

- So.

Where's Meryl?

- Meryl?

- Yeah.

- I don't know.

Meryl?

- Oh, God.

Is that Meryl's Mom?

- Yeah.

- Meryl!

Meryl...

Olly olly oxen free!

- Um, I'm so sorry,

I have to go, sorry!

- Yeah.

- Everyone get off the lawn!

Meryl's Mom's home,

go, go, go, go!

Move everybody out of

the basement now, go, go!

Okay, adios amigos, go!

Meryl!

- She's early!

- Ah!

- Um, you distract her!

I'm gonna, I'm gonna clean up!

- Okay, go, go, go, go!

- Ew...

Hi, Mom!

Go, go, go!

- How

was your show, Mom?

Mom...

Please, please don't freak out,

everything is okay, they're

just, they're having a--

- Oh, Hi Mrs. Fontana.

- Meryl!

Meryl!

What is going on here?

- Um, I mean a...

Girl's night.

- Girl's night!

- Remember?

- Really?

It looks like there were more

than a few girlfriends here.

And this?

Raising money, for what?

- We're trying to raise money

for new guitars, Mrs. Fontana!

- Yeah.

- Well, this was not

the way to do it!

Getting teenagers

drunk in my house?

You two, you make me so mad,

I can't even think straight!

- We are old enough to

make our own decisions.

And also I am so sick of you

trying to control everything

I do.

- Control?

- Yes.

- This is out of control!

I don't know whose idea

it was to drink the liquor

but it was a very stupid move!

- Okay, then what do you

want me to do, become a nun?

- I trusted you.

- Ah, sorry Miss Fontana.

Ow!

- Karen!

- Ow, what are you doing?

- Karen!

Nobody digs drunken behavior.

- I dig it!

- No you don't dig it.

- So Karen and Jill

have to spend the night

because obviously

it's late and.

- Okay.

But this room better look like

Mr. Clean spent the night.

- Where did you run

off to tonight, huh?

- I was with Todd.

- Of course you were.

- It wasn't a big deal, okay.

He just teaching me

how to smoke pot.

- There's a girlfriend

code of conduct, you know!

- I was talking

to him about you.

Sorry!

- Don't do me any favors!

- Oh my God,

guys quit yelling!

My head hurts so bad.

- Are you okay, Karen?

- Guys--

- Here.

- I feel like,

I might throw up again.

- Oh, hold on.

- I'm going on this booze.

- Jesus!

- I think it was the devil.

- I'm so grounded.

I can't even sneeze without

having to explain why.

Next she'll have you, what,

writing a thesis on

wiping your butt?

- You know, I don't know about

this Woodstock thing Lor.

There's no way we're going.

- Seriously, Mer?

This is just a

minor setback, okay.

We'll work really hard.

We'll clean her house, weed

the yard and she'll just forget

about the entire thing by

the time we go, trust me.

- Nope I don't think so.

You know this is my dream, too.

Mom, I'm talking to Lorian.

- Maybe the two of you

would like to go to this

Christian camp for

a couple of weeks?

- Mom, she's Jewish.

- I know, but I'm gonna be

out of town with the singers

and I can't leave you and

your brother home alone.

- Why?

Look you can trust me, okay?

The other night was

just a huge mistake

and we promise to

never do that again.

Right, Lorian?

- Right.

- Big mistake, yes.

No trust, yes.

You're two for two.

Now go for the

extra bonus points.

Let me give you a clue,

you're going to camp.

Dig?

- Dig.

- You just won yourself

a two-week paid vacation.

- Camp Woodstock, baby!

Where is this Summit Crest?

- Mount Hood, so not far.

Please, Mom?

It'll give us an opportunity

to play in front a new audience

and spend the night

staring up at the stars

before getting back into

school in a couple weeks.

- I'm not wild about the

idea of a Christian camp.

- Mom, this camp will

be good for the soul.

And I promise I won't

convert, so don't worry.

And I will come back, a

newly enlightened teen.

- Oh, that is what I'm

afraid of.

Dinner's in a couple hours.

- Okay.

I'll be back soon to help.

- Thank you.

Teenagers.

- Let's go shopping!

Think we need to buy some

new threads, my friend.

- Woodstock, here we come!

♪ Oh Susie Q, oh Susie Q ♪

♪ Oh Susie Q baby I

love you, my Susie Q ♪

♪ I like the way you walk ♪

♪ I like the way you talk ♪

♪ I like the way you walk ♪

♪ I like the way you talk ♪

♪ My Susie Q ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Ah ♪

♪ Oh Susie Q, oh Susie Q ♪

♪ Oh Susie Q, baby I

love you, my Susie Q ♪

- Hello.

- Bye, Mom!

♪ Well you know

where you're goin' ♪

♪ Know where you're goin' ♪

We did it!

- Woo, suck our butt!

Woo!

- Sit down, what are you...

Geez!

- We gotta make one more stop

before we leave town.

At the park.

- Why?

- Gotta score some pot.

Always good to have

bargaining chips.

Mer we're going to

Woodstock, we need pot.

- Looking for something

special today, ladies?

- Um, okay Lor, let's go.

- We are headed to Woodstock.

Looking to score a lid, man.

- Yeah sure, $10.

Dude doesn't like to

deal with strangers.

Dig?

Woodstock, cool trip.

- Mmm-hmm.

- That's my guy wait here.

- God raised him

from the dead

- Be right back.

- For this

reason, God gave them up

to vile regions, for even

their women exchanged

their natural youth for

what is against nature.

Likewise, also the men.

Leaving the natural

use of the woman

burned in their lust

for one another.

- I think you're judging

us, is unnatural.

- Men with men, committing

what is shameful

and receiving in themselves,

the penalty of their error.

- What is God's penalty

for being homosexual?

It's not like they're forcing

their lifestyles onto you!

- You've met your match, Daily!

- And even

as they did not like to

retain God in--

- Do you even have a

brain of your own or are you

just brainwashed by that book?

Huh?

That book that's written by

men, not by God, not by Jesus,

but by men who are just putting

their beliefs and

values onto us!

- Lorian can you

please just leave

that poor preacher man alone?

I think he should leave

these poor, peaceful

people alone!

- Back biters, haters of God,

violent, proud, boasters.

Inventors of evil things,

disobedient to their parents.

- Okay you got me

there, big guy.

- Untrustworthy, unloving,

unforgiving, unmerciful,

who know in

the righteous judgment of God

that those who

practice such things,

are deserving of difference.

- He ripped us off.

Damn it we're so stupid.

- You and your drug shit, Lor...

Can we just go?

- No.

I'm gonna go find that freak.

You get in the car.

- If you

confess with you mouth--

- Fine.

- that Jesus is Lord!

That God raised

him from the dead!

Otherwise, let's face it.

You are condemned to Hell.

- Watch out, Hell!

Here comes the chosen people!

All right!

- You get your drugs?

- He ripped me off.

I can't believe I'm so naive.

The first time, I score

pot from a stranger

and he rips me off!

That just pisses me off!

- All right, relax.

Got you a lid and you

let off some steam.

You feel better?

- As a matter of fact, I do.

And lookey what else.

- What is that?

- Orange Sunshine...

Acid.

Are you experienced?

- No.

- Well you will be

after this trip.

He said it's very mellow.

And we are going

to the rockin-est,

rock concert in the world.

- Man you think of everything.

- Mmm-hmm.

- Can we just go now?

And better hide that

somewhere, here.

- It's free, just

had to show him my tits.

- Lor!

- I'm kidding!

- Just going as

far as Hood River.

Woo-hoo!

- Ridiculous!

- Oh, what the hell?

- Hi!

- Hey, you chicks have any weed?

- Yeah, sure man.

Mer give him the bud.

- Oh.

- Now, that's nice!

- Uh...

Lor can we take a break?

- Huh?

- It's just...

The Columbia Gorge is

absolutely beautiful

and I've never been to

any of those parks before

and I've been all around

the world with my Mom

but never one of

Oregon's own state parks.

Isn't that so weird?

Please?

- Sure and I have to pee anyway.

But then after that, no

more sightseeing, okay?

We gotta book it.

Is that cool with you.

- Cool with me, sister!

- This one looks good.

- This is it.

♪ I can see what

you're thinking ♪

♪ She plays you for a fool ♪

♪ So now you'll fix

her by drinking ♪

- Is everything okay?

♪ And I'm trying to be cool ♪

- Yeah she gets like this

when she's humming her new song.

♪ That you might be wrong ♪

- I'm gonna put my

feet up, chill a while.

♪ We haven't known

each other very long ♪

♪ I've got just one thing

to say in her defense ♪

♪ That's not hardness you see ♪

♪ It's just a

twisted innocence ♪

- Gotta keep on truckin' Meryl

or we'll never make it on time.

- Okay but no

more hitchhikers, please.

- You got it.

♪ I've watched her

wade through hell ♪

- Isn't it so beautiful?

So inspirational.

Just a few

more minutes, Lor.

Okay?

- Okay.

Just a few more minutes.

- All that water, restless...

Determined to get somewhere.

Kind of reminds me

of you, actually.

- That's cool.

Seriously though, we

gotta stay on schedule.

I'm gonna hanging

loose with Martin,

make sure he doesn't make

off with any of the food.

- Okay.

♪ Like a flower that's

been stepped on ♪

- I need you to help me.

- Um for what?

- My number's up

and I can't stand up

for a 'cause I don't believe in.

Especially that bloodbath

in Southern Asia.

There's no way I'm gonna

make that bum trip.

- What are you talking

about? Just put the gun down!

- I heard so many horror

stories from my friend, Tool.

Men you think that

got your back,

blown to bits right

in front of your eyes.

I've had nightmares just

from my friends nightmares.

Bad scene, man.

But

there's only one way.

I tried to do it myself

but I couldn't do it.

- What are you talking about?

- I need you to

shoot off my big toe.

- Don't look at me.

- Seriously, that

just ain't right.

- Lor, come here, Lor!

- Please.

My friend, Tool was

a tunnel rat in Nam.

He would come up the tunnel

and the stars were so bright,

like the Northern Lights.

He wanted to turn 'em off...

Afraid it might lead

the gooks right to him.

My number's up.

And I can't go...

I won't go!

- That's, that's a

bit extreme isn't it?

- I can't even vote!

I'll be 20 next week and I

can go to war for the dicks

but I can't even vote these

bloodsuckers out of office?

- Come on, man!

Just drop the gun, please!

- Stop freaking out!

- It's a crock o' shit!

- Don't do it.

- Uncle Sam can take

that war and shove it!

Oh, hell no I won't

go!

- Oh, God!

- Thank you, ladies!

I would be off to war

if you hadn't helped me.

I will never forget

you for this.

- Wait, wait, wait...

Can I take a picture

of your foot?

- Sure.

- Classic.

That cat was so young

and so bummed out.

Screw those government assholes

making us fight for what?

For who?

- We're actually fighting

Russia and the

communism in Vietnam.

And we lost so many of our men,

and we're losing this war.

- I just don't get

it. It doesn't make any sense.

- And a downer.

- I have an idea,

how about everybody just

drops their weapons,

smokes a joint with each

other and get mellow.

Problem solved.

- Sally's acting up.

- Something's wrong.

Hi!

Hi.

- Sounds like,

he's running a little rough.

- Yes sir.

I don't know, she just

started making weird sounds.

Are you a mechanic?

- Oh, yes ma'am.

I can take care of

you right inside.

Go ahead and pull her on in.

- Thank you.

- Some sort of half-breed.

- Okay, I'm gonna go get

something from across the street.

Do you want anything?

- No I'm good.

I'll come get you

when we're done.

- All right, fire it up.

That's enough.

Let's take a look at your plugs.

- I had her tuned up

right before I left,

she should be fine.

- No.

- Do you have another ratchet?

- You uh, check your own plugs?

- It should be at

zero-point-three-four.

They're preset, right?

- Hmm, yeah, yeah.

Say listen honey, I could use

a little help around this shop

if you're looking for

a job, sweet cheeks.

I mean, you could,

service the cars and the men.

What do you think?

- I don't think so.

- Well--

- It's not really my thing.

I'm a singer.

I just like to keep her running.

- Well, you could

start right away.

You know.

Think about it.

Washing windshields,

bending over the car.

A lot of men around these

parts would love to come

and take a look at your parts.

Sweet, young, hippie

chick mechanic.

- Look, Mr. Richard, I just

wanna get my car started.

Okay?

- Fair enough.

You all buttoned up?

- Yeah.

- All right.

Let's see how good you are.

- Far out.

How much do I owe you?

- Well, I'll tell you what...

I'll make you a special deal.

You don't owe me a thing.

Yeah.

- You're not some kind

of sicko, are you?

How much dough do you want, huh?

Just, here.

Just come on...

Gimme my keys, now!

- I tell you what...

Why don't you hang

on to these ones

and I'll take a

look.

Well now, looks

like I was right.

That is one fine

pair of titties.

- My friend's waiting for me.

- Yeah, I know.

No, come on now.

- No, stop it!

- I'm not--

- No, no, no!

Put me down now you asshole!

- Say goodnight, Dick!

- G'night, Dick!

Meryl.

- Huh?

- Go get in the car, go.

- Lor! What are

you doing with those--

- Go get my camera from the car.

- No, are you serious?

- Go!

Have a nice trip, asshole.

I can't get

that guy outta my head.

Are you all right?

- Do you think I killed him?

- No.

Not that freak.

We should call the cops.

- No.

- No.

Do you wanna drive, Mer?

I need to rest.

- What time is it?

- It's late.

Let's pull over,

unless you wanna drive.

- No.

- Okay.

- No I want my bed.

- There should be

a river over there.

Let's find an access road.

- Okay.

- We'll camp out.

Yeah?

Okay.

- Okay.

Wait, wait, wait, wait!

Let's

just smoke a joint.

- Get up, get up, get up.

Here.

Yeah, what the hell.

I'll take a hit.

God I really hope I

didn't kill that guy.

- Mer it was...

I don't know it,

it wasn't pretty.

You saved my ass.

He was just so

creepy, touching me.

It's just.

- You know that I'd do

anything for you, right?

To protect you.

I love you.

Just really hope

that didn't kill him.

- Thank you, Mer.

And we'll get past

this, I promise.

I'm sure we'll run into even

more assholes all along the way.

We just have to,

just have to expand our radar.

Right, sister?

Right?

- Right.

- That's all we have to do.

Come on.

- What are we doing?

- I don't know.

Do you wanna dance with

me?

- I'm high!

I'm tired.

- Ah, damn mosquitoes!

Rise and shine, my bright

star!

Can you grab me some food?

I have the munchies.

- What the hell?

- This is a minor

setback, my friend.

We'll just make up

for lost time today.

Let's go!

We're almost to Twin Falls,

you know the best thing we'll

be legal drinking age, 18.

- We're 17, Lor.

- Twin Falls, my friend

and then Lincoln,

Nebraska by tonight and

Woodstock in two days.

It'll work out perfectly.

- Cool.

- Breakfast?

- Yeah.

- Just wait here.

- Okay.

Hi.

- Hello.

I got us donuts, here.

- Hmmm.

Did you steal that beer?

- No.

- Did you get me one?

- Of course I did!

Breakfast of champions!

- Thank you.

Cheers.

I'd like to stop at a church.

- A church, what for?

- Yeah, yeah I wanna

stop at a church.

Just for, just for a few

minutes, Lor, please?

- A few minutes

here, a few minutes there.

Minutes add up to hours,

hours to days and then

before you know it,

we're missing out on the

greatest show on Earth,

where we would play in

front of the entire world,

make our mark in history,

changing life as we know it!

Come on.

- And get famous!

Stop at a church.

♪ When Israel was

in Egypt's land ♪

♪ Let my people go ♪

♪ When Israel was

in Egypt's land ♪

- Lor!

♪ Let my-- ♪

Lor, are you serious?

This is a Catholic funeral.

- Catholics like

Moses, don't they?

- Just follow me.

- Just tryin' to

make some extra cash.

♪ Michael row the boat

ashore, hallelujah ♪

♪ Michael row the boat

ashore, hallelujah ♪

♪ Sister help to trim

the sails, hallelujah ♪

- Having a bit of a

get-together tonight,

a memorial for my,

my host family, they suffered

the loss of their son.

- I'm so sorry.

- Yeah, very sorry.

- He died in Vietnam.

Would you care to join us?

I could really use a company.

- Uh, yes...

Yes, that would be lovely.

- Um, don't you think we should

get back on the road, Mer?

- You'll have to tell me

about your journey over tea?

Few minutes, yeah?

- Yes, that sounds great!

Should we bring

any flowers or anything?

- No, no not necessary.

It's quite a feast.

Just follow us home and

we'll be back in a jiffy.

- Yes.

- All right, just a

few minutes though.

- Uh, come to the

left-side of the house.

Our patio's in the basement.

Cheerio, then.

- Cheerio!

- I am literally

salivating.

- Dibs.

Seriously, dibs.

Plug your glands, baby.

He's mine.

- This one is so cute.

- I look like a fairy duster.

- What's a fairy duster?

- I don't know but I

think I look like one.

These are cute, right?

- Perfect, duh.

- Welcome to The

Cavern Club, ladies.

- Cool.

- Sweet pad.

You know, I don't think

we ever got your name.

I'm Meryl and this is Lorian.

We go by Mer and Lor.

- Or Lor and Mer.

What's your handle?

- I don't know, but you

can grab on right here.

- Um she

meant your name.

- Uh, yes...

Mick.

- Ooh, like Mick Jagger?

I bet you can't get enough

satisfaction, either.

I could probably help

with that.

- British lad?

- Right.

From Liverpool.

Here as an exchange

student for the year.

- Cool, Liverpool.

- That's where The Beatles

are from, right?

Do you know them?

- No, love.

- Oh.

- Liverpool is a big city.

About half-a-million

people, or so.

Would you like to play?

- Um, yeah sure.

I'd love to hear you play.

- You two don't mind if I

get into something a bit

more comfortable, do you?

- Mmm-mmm.

- Do you?

Be right back.

- Dibs, dibs, dibs.

Come on, Mer you

always get the guys!

Just this once, tell him that

you have a boyfriend, please.

What about Todd?

- You can have Todd.

- Um.

- Time to drop, ladies.

- Um.

- Come on, Mer.

Let's take a trip.

It will be fun.

Come over here.

- The only trip I'm taking

Lor is to Woodstock.

- Woodstock, stunning.

Now that sounds like

a trip and a half.

- Yeah it should be pretty cool.

You know we should get back

on the road, Lor shouldn't we?

Let's just not and

say we did, okay?

- It's only a couple

of hours and I promise,

you'll have the

experience of your life.

- Us?

No, I'm okay really,

I'm sorry I can't.

I'm a virgin.

- What are you afraid of?

I'm a complete gentleman.

- I'm just, I've heard a lot

of scary stories about it.

- She always digs her heels in.

Just gotta let your

hair down, Mer.

It'll be fun!

- No, don't even, please,

trying to be fun

when it's never fun--

- I'll be right here.

And the parents are upstairs.

I promise you'll

have a good trip.

- Seriously, Mer?

♪ My mind is higher

than a cloud ♪

♪ I don't want it

to come on down ♪

♪ I thought I had

things figured out ♪

♪ She makes me high

when she's around ♪

♪ Playing with my brain ♪

♪ Driving me insane ♪

♪ I feel so strange ♪

♪ She's weavin'

circles in my mind ♪

♪ She's going places

I never find ♪

♪ She brings me up

until it's down ♪

♪ Then hangs me

up for me to dry ♪

♪ Playing with my brain ♪

♪ Driving me insane ♪

♪ I feel so strange ♪

- Lor.

Lor!

- Ow!

- Wake up, we gotta go!

- Shit!

- Come on, we gotta go.

- What time is it?

We gotta book.

- Take me with you.

I'll protect you and I can

drive and I'll be the beat.

I promise I'll be good.

I'll gather a few things and you

need to pick me up for the ride

but need for speed, ladies?

- Um--

- Shouldn't be a

minute then, yeah?

- We can't take him with us.

He'll just slow us down.

- No, Lor no, he can...

It'll be fine. Plus he can take

care of some of the driving.

Please, please?

I need this.

He's such a gentle soul, right?

- I'm not happy about this, Mer.

Not in the playbook.

- Are you

sure we'll make it?

We've lost a lot of time.

- Yeah, no we

have plenty of time.

We'll still make it by

day two, don't worry.

- Yeah you're right.

They probably won't let us

play until the end anyway, huh?

- Is that a love

bite on your neck?

- I don't know, is it?

- Yes.

- I know that we were making out

but I don't know this

might sound a little weird Lor

but I think he might've

popped my cherry.

I go, shh--

- Seriously?!

- Yes, yes I don't know, but

I don't know for sure yet.

- How come I didn't know

about this until now?

- Because you were

trippin' around the room

and I don't know, I

saw Mick and he was,

he was getting a woody

and it just kept growing

and all I could think about

was Pinocchio's nose you know,

just getting longer and

longer and

and then he just

pulled me on his lap.

- I do remember seeing you

guys in the corner of the room.

Yeah you

were in his lap

and your skirt was hiked up--

- Oh my God.

- Yeah.

- 'Cause see, but I don't know

if he actually like you know,

got it in.

You know what I mean?

I don't know, I was

just, I don't remember,

I was so high and

it was so surreal.

And I just, I

just, I don't know.

- Hmm, you think that maybe

you're gonna marry him now?

'Cause I always thought

that like,

if you went that

far with somebody

then you should

probably marry them.

- I mean...

I mean, I like him,

but I don't think he's

marriage material.

- Well, you know, we're in Utah.

Let's both marry him.

We can take turns.

- Hmmm.

- Sound good, right?

Here.

Propose to him.

- Mmm-hmmm.

Will you marry me, Mick?

Hmm, what do you say, old chap?

Mick?

Mick.

Mick!

Mick wake up!

- What's going on?

- Uh...

Mick!

I don't know, I hate to

say this Lor but I don't...

I can't find a, I

can't find a pulse.

- What?

You can be serious, what

are you talking about?

Oh my God, he said he had

a need for speed, right?

I think he might be dead,

I think he might be dead! I

think wait Lor,

Lor--

- What?!

- Just pull over.

Pull over right now.

- What are you talking about?!

- Pull over!

- Why is he sweating so much?

- I don't know, I don't

know, I don't know,

maybe he's,

maybe he's in a deep sleep,

could that be possible?

- I don't know,

I don't know!

- Lor where are you going?

Wait up, you can't, we

can't just leave him here!

- He's not going anywhere!

What are we going to do?

- Just, I need a

minute to think.

Just give me a minute!

- Oh, Lor come on, we

have to take him back.

But are you--

Are you praying?

- Oh, Scotty.

- Can you just

get out of the water?

- We can't go back.

No, we could still make

it by day two, Mer.

Woodstock or bust, remember?

- Lorian!

This is a bust!

Okay, what about Mick Jagger?

We have to take him back.

That's, that's what?

That's three hours.

No backtracking, that

wasn't in the plan,

it's never gonna work.

- We'll take him to a

hospital in Salt Lake City,

drop him at emergency

and then run.

- Are you a Looney Tunes?

We can't do that!

The cops are gonna

be all over us.

We're probably already

wanted in Oregon, okay.

No way, we are not doing that!

- Stop freaking out!

Why don't you just

blink your eyes

and get us out of

this mess, genie?

- I cannot believe you are

taking a photo right now, Lorian.

God that's evidence, you idiot!

- More like a souvenir.

Mer!

- I'm gonna destroy that photo

and I'm taking him

to the hospital.

- Where are you going?

Mer!

You bitch!

That's my own car!

Don't be scraping my new car!

♪ I've been working

on the railroad ♪

♪ All the livelong day ♪

Bitch.

- No, no, no, no!

Crap.

Shit.

Copy.

- Here comes Adam-12.

Hi officer, good morning!

It's still morning,

right?

- So, you were moving

pretty fast there, darling.

Got license and registration?

- Uh, yes I do.

It's um...

Right...

Yeah, here you go.

- You're a ways from Oregon,

what are you doing out here?

Where you headed?

- Um, we were just...

We were just gonna go camping.

- Are you guys a bunch

of rapists and murderers?

Because I've had my

fill with nasty men

and I'm not about to get into

a truck with God awful jerks

that stink who

want sexual favors.

Shit.

♪ In the cavern ♪

- Says here, you're not

the owner of this car.

Where's Irene Rosen?

- Uh, um...

Irene is her Mom

she's of--

- Who's this sleeping

beauty, here?

- Hey, are we...

Are we there yet?

Um, where's Lorian?

- I'm gonna have to ask you

to step out of the car, ma'am.

- What are you in for?

- Where's Mick?

- He's fine, the cops got him.

- Good.

- You've met?

- Yes, this is Lorian,

my friend I was

talking to you about.

- Ah.

- Ex-friend.

That bitch stole my car and

left me to rot in the desert.

- Whoa, whoa,

whoa, whoa, whoa...

Careful what you call her, tiny.

Now she is a fine young woman.

Cool head, sister.

- If she's so cool,

then why did she

leave me all alone

in the middle of

nowhere with nothing?

- Oh, Lorian...

Always so dramatic!

I'm the one that sent the

cops to come pick you up.

- Don't call me sister.

And why are you

defending her crap?

- Hey!

Do not talk to Sheelah that way.

- Why don't you sit

your skinny ass down.

- Okay.

- Now, little miss big shot,

won't you tell your friend

why you're so mad at her.

- She stole my car!

You should've seen the

birds of prey circling,

anxiously awaiting

fresh roadkill--

- Okay, okay, let's change

the channel on this bum trip.

- God, you have no

respect for anyone--

- Hey, hey...

Thanks, Meryl.

Now, let's get deep here.

Right?

The truth, you little hood.

- She left me in the

middle of nowhere!

- Get real, chickadee, get real!

- I don't have to

say shit to you,

you dumb old, scurvy bitch!

- Oh!

Ah well, I just

lost my cool, puny!

I guess now, you're

gonna have to get a taste

of why the fuzz threw me

into this pokey

the truth!

- I don't wanna talk

about the truth!

- Oh, truth hurts?

- Hey, Sheelah, let her go.

It's okay, it's okay.

- Meryl always

gets all the hunks.

- Don't tell me.

Turn around, look

her in the eye.

- Seems like every

time I like a guy,

you just find some

sort of way to cut in.

You're so beautiful

and talented,

I feel like you just go for

guys just to put me down,

or to win some sort

of competition.

But I know that

you'll always win.

And I'll always

lose.

So I lose my confidence.

- Hey Mer, look at Lorian.

Turn around.

- It seems like whatever

Lorian wants, Lorian gets.

- What are you talking about?

I do all of this for you!

- Hey you shut your

face, little queenie,

Meryl's got the floor.

- You just, you're so damn

pushy sometimes Lorian and

you never take into consideration

anybody else's feelings.

- That's not true.

- It is true.

- I'm doing all of this for

you, Mer.

- Why?

- Why?

- You have no idea?

You're the brightest star

in the entire galaxy.

All you need is the

confidence to shine.

- Sorry.

- I'm sorry.

- I'm fine, Mom.

I know, I'm sorry.

It was stupid, okay?

- Miss Murphy, we'd

like to hold him here

until you can come

collect him up.

I can check the schedule

but we'd have to keep him in

juvenile detention overnight.

It's not the most

comfortable situation.

- I'm glad you're okay.

- Can't I just go

with the girls?

I mean, they're really nice

and they're not slutty.

They'll bring me home.

They're going to

Woodstock to perform.

I mean, they're really good.

You heard 'em.

- Son, I can't allow that.

You're only 15-years old.

- We can take him home tonight

if everybody's okay with that.

- Lor, Lor.

- Miss Murphy?

How would you feel if the girls

took Nicholas home tonight?

Yes, I will.

Okay.

- Nick?

- Nick.

- Nick.

I'll probably cruise around

in Park City for a bit but,

I love you, bye.

- Now you ladies aren't gonna

try any funny stuff, right?

I mean, I can book you

on harboring a runaway.

So I mean it, you won't

be hard to find, either.

- No officer, we will get

him home safely, promise.

- Yes, we will.

Let's slip.

♪ If I listen long

enough to you ♪

♪ I'd find the way to

believe it's all true ♪

♪ Knowing that you lied

straight faced while I cry ♪

♪ Still I look to find

the reason to believe ♪

♪ Someone like you makes

it hard to live without ♪

♪ Somebody else ♪

♪ Someone like you makes it

easy to give everything ♪

♪ If I gave you time

to change my mind ♪

♪ I'd find the way to

leave the past behind ♪

♪ Knowing that you lied

straight faced while I cry ♪

- Stop the car.

Stop the car!

- Why?

- Let me out.

♪ Someone like you makes

it hard to live without ♪

- Go after him!

- Where are you going?

♪ If I gave you time

to change my mind ♪

♪ I'd find the way to

leave the past behind ♪

♪ Still I look the find

the reason to believe ♪

- I'm really sorry I

ruined you guys' trip.

- Yeah, why'd you do it, Mick?

Nick?

- Nick.

It's Nick.

- All of it, tell us.

- Yeah, lay it on us.

We ditched our dream

harboring what, a runaway?

- And I made out

with a 15-year old.

- I turn 16 next month.

- Oh yeah 'cause that,

that makes me feel better.

- Seriously, what the hell?

- I don't know, I just,

I just thought you can have

some fun and I needed something,

distraction and a way out.

- Away from what?

- My brother was in Nam.

His memorial was yesterday.

I guess I should've told you.

- Yeah you should've told us.

- Nick, you've gotta be kidding.

- I'm so sorry.

- We're

really sorry, Nick.

- Charlie stepped on a

landmine and lost a leg,

tried to pull him out

but the blitzen was fired

and he couldn't fight

'em after the attack...

Just pieces.

The officer said, that

brother, I loved him

and I never told

him, ever.

I hate them.

- All those men lost their

lives for nothing.

- What is it good

for anyway?

I think we should take

a few moments of silence

and pray for Nick's brother,

that his soul is still safe.

- His party's over.

I love you, Charlie.

- I love you, Meryl.

- I love you, too.

- Don't worry we love

you, too, Nick.

How about we party

for your brother, huh?

Ice cream?

- Come on.

- Come on,

let's get some ice

cream.

This is it Meryl!

Our very own Woodstock!

- We have to go!

- Yes!

- Oh my God, you

have to go, here.

- We just have to get you

some new threads, first.

♪ You know it bothers

me to see a woman cry ♪

- Nick?

- Nick?

- Yeah!

♪ And all this time I

don't see the reason why ♪

♪ Why were you so surprised

to see him win this game ♪

♪ When all of these years

you've been doing the same ♪

♪ Marianne, Marianne, did you

forget your original plan ♪

♪ Marianne, Marianne, don't

you recall how it all began ♪

♪ I know you've always

liked a challenge ♪

♪ Don't be tough ♪

♪ And now this time you found

somebody who plays rough ♪

♪ Don't you see what's

happened here was ♪

♪ Just a matter of time ♪

♪ Looks like you've

found yourself ♪

♪ The perfect partner in crime ♪

♪ Marianne, Marianne, did you

forget your original plan ♪

♪ Marianne, Marianne, don't

you recall how it all began ♪

♪ Marianne, Marianne, did you

forget your original plan ♪

♪ Marianne, Marianne, don't

you recall how it all began ♪

♪ Don't you recall

how it all began ♪

♪ Don't you recall

how it all began ♪

- We got inspired to play some

songs in protest

of the Vietnam War.

All we're saying is to

give peace a chance!

- Peace now, peace

now, peace now, peace now,

peace now, woo!

- No Nam!

- No Nam!

- No Nam!

- No Nam!

- No Nam!

- No Nam!

- No Nam!

No Nam!

No Nam!

No Nam!

No Nam!

No Nam!

No Nam!

No Nam!

- We wanna dedicate this song to

Nick and his brother, Charlie.

Charlie was lost in Nam.

This is one of my favorite

songs, written by Meryl.

It's called, Northern Lights.

There is one thing that

we all share on this Earth

and that is the starry night

sky.

♪ Wasn't more than a month

ago in this same old place ♪

♪ You were sittin'

here holdin' onto me ♪

♪ Now you left here a minute

ago with a brand new face ♪

♪ Wondering who you were

hoping she might be ♪

♪ Tell me did you see

the Northern Lights ♪

♪ When you walked

into the night ♪

♪ Did you think about how

life could be so fine ♪

♪ Or was your vision

getting blurry ♪

♪ Or were you in

so big a hurry ♪

♪ I guess you probably

didn't really have the time ♪

♪ I guess you probably

didn't even have the time ♪

Giddy-up, Sally!

- Take us home, girl.

- Oh, officially

this was a bust

but a pretty damn

cool bust, huh?

- Cool?

That was the bitchin-est,

far out-est, out of sight-est

and whatever other hippie-dippy

word you can think of--

- Grooviest!

- Grooviest!

- Thing I have ever

done in my entire life

and I will never forget

you two, rock stars.

- Yeah, best ever bust.

♪ Did you see the

Northern Lights ♪

♪ When you walked

into the night ♪

♪ Did you think about how

life could be so fine ♪

♪ Or was your vision

getting blurry ♪

♪ Or were you in

so big a hurry ♪

♪ I guess you probably

didn't really have the time ♪

♪ I guess you probably

didn't even have the time ♪

♪ Just a kiss about politics ♪

♪ In this small town scene ♪

♪ You can't make a move

without making a sound ♪

♪ But understanding

just makes me sick ♪

♪ And I still feel mean ♪

♪ Every time I see you

out flirtin' around ♪

♪ Tell me did you see

the Northern Lights ♪

♪ When you walked

into the night ♪

♪ Did you think about how

life could be so fine ♪

♪ Or was your vision

getting blurry ♪

♪ Or were you in

so big a hurry ♪

♪ I guess you probably

didn't really have the time ♪

♪ I guess you probably

didn't really have the time ♪

♪ I guess you probably

didn't even have the time ♪