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(theme song playing)

♪ ♪

(mid-tempo '80s pop instrumental playing)

(door creaking)

(vacuum whirring)

♪ ♪

(vacuum stops)

-(faucet creaks) -(water flowing)

-(faucet creaks) -(water stops)

(wheels squeaking)

(muffled grunting)

Shh.

(muffled breathing)

-(exhales) -Shh! Shh!

(whispers): Be quiet.

(glass squeaking)

(grunting)

Shh!

(footsteps approach)

(muffled grunting)

(door opens)

(squeaking)

(sighing)

You almost blew it.

Sorry! I had an itch.

Oh, come on. The room won't bite.

Maybe I should just call and check in with my mom?

(grunts)

Grey, chill. Your mom, like,

totally bought the story.

-(Grey sighs) -We're in.

(giggling)

♪ ♪

(crunches)

To our last summer, before it all, like, begins.

(both giggling): Yeah.

(sighs) It's already kind of... begun for you.

Aw, you'll totally get there, Grey-bird.

♪ ♪

Can I... see it?

-See what? -Your legs.

(whispers): Whoa.

Yeah. My sister's going to show me how to shave.

That's so cool.

I guess, more like totally annoying.

I got it, and now I just want to, like,

get rid of it or hide it or something.

Like, everything happens to you first.

You got that, and you got "it."

You will too.

I just want to get "it" before we start school, you know?

-Hey, Fin? -Hmm?

What does "it" feel like?

I don't know. It was kind of scary, at first,

but then, like, exciting, you know?

-Mm... mm-mmm. -You will.

It's also, like, a majorly annoying thing

you have to deal with every month.

Do you feel different?

Yeah, but you're, like, supposed to, I think.

(grumbles, grunts)

(groans)

I want to get it so everyone stops treating me like a little girl.

-Finley: (scoffs) Everyone are jerks. -Mm.

Oh! Look what I brought.

(gasps)

Whoa! Your sister has, like, so many signatures in here.

Yeah, whatever.

I've heard my sister and her friends talking

about this year's junior boys being, like, total hunks.

-Grey: Hmm. -Here, that's Ben Briggs.

-He was caught smoking cloves in the bathroom. -Grey: Eww.

Finley: But he's, like, totally super-duper cute, right?

(blows)

Like... yeah, I guess.

Finley: Oh, and this is Simon Imse.

He throws the best parties and was voted best hair, like, two years in a row.

-Grey: Voted by who? -Finley: I don't know, like,

people who vote on that kind of stuff.

Nice!

Grey: Do you think high school boys will be, like... different?

Finley: I totally hope so.

Grey: (gasps) Who's that?

Finley: Oh, that's John Mackie.

Whoa!

He's, like, on the football team or whatever, total jock.

Huh. Of course he's the one you like.

Whatever.

We should, like, totally call him.

What? No!

Whoa, cool! He's got his own line.

(sighs) His family must be, like, rich.

(groans)

Oh right. You've never...

(groans)

Wow, okay, whatever. Just dial.

Far out.

(rotary dial winding, whirring)

(line ringing)

-(voice chatters over phone) -(whispers): He totally picked up!

(whispers): Well, like, say hello!

Uh, hi... Hello?

Yes. (clears throat) Hi.

-Is this John? -(voice chatters)

This is, uh, Grey.

Grey Sempeio. I, uh...

You don't know me, but, um,

but I'm going to be a freshman and...

(whispers): I can't.

Hi, John. This is Finley.

-I'm Gera's sister. -(voice chatters)

Uh, yeah, that one. Yeah, we're just, like,

-hanging in our own motel room. -(voice chatters)

-The one off the turnpike. -Grey (squeaks): What?!

Yeah! You should, like, come over or whatever.

-Room 104. Okay, bye! -(voice chatters)

What are you doing?!

What? He's, like, never going to come. Don't worry.

But now, he, like, at least knows we exist.

♪ ♪

Okay, but, like, just in case...

-In case what? -In case I don't, like,

-get "it." -Oh my God.

Will you totally stop obsessing over this? I told you--

I'm not! I just feel like we should make,

like, a promise or something.

What kind of promise?

Hmm... That...

like, no matter what happens next year,

we'll still be there for each other.

Duh. Of course!

-I'm totally serious. -Me, too.

You will always come first.

-(knocking on door) -(both gasp)

♪ ♪

-Who is it? -John: It's John.

-(gasps) -John: You called?

He's actually here?

You said he wouldn't come!

(breathing heavily)

John: O-okay, hello?

Can I, like, come in or something?

-Oh! Uh... -(muffled gasps)

-Hey! -Hi.

Hey, ladies.

Mind if I hang?

Oh, yeah! For sure.

Sweet.

(chuckles nervously): Yeah! Totally for sure.

-(crunches) -Cool digs.

Yeah. We, like, totally broke in.

(chuckles) Yeah, totally.

-We did. (giggles) -John: Huh.

Uh, John, you want a soda?

Nah. I brought a beer.

-(clears throat) -(sighs)

So, um, you play football?

Yeah. They moved me up 'cause Johnson busted his leg,

so I'm going to start in the first game.

-(girls gasp) -You guys should come.

Oh, I'll totally be there.

-Yeah! I mean, like, me, too! -John: Cool.

Oh, I'm sorry. Did you want some?

-Oh, Grey doesn't drink-- -Yeah! I'll do it.

(huffs)

(gasps)

-(whispers): Grey, what are you doing? -What?

It's like no big deal.

-You chicken? -Me? Uh, no.

-(gulping) -(huffs)

Whoa! Hey! Save some for me.

(chuckles)

But, hold up, idea time. Know what'd be super cool?

If you two got another hotel room

and threw a party after the game.

-(giggles) For sure. -(chuckles)

(laughs) Y-yeah! Sure.

I mean, I'm not sure if Grey can make it though.

She totally hates lying to her mom.

(huffs)

Did it tonight, didn't I?

Yeah, not without, like, totally freaking out.

(scoffs)

Well, at least my mom actually cares where I am.

(gasps, growls)

(growls)

Huh.

('80s pop music playing on TV)

(music playing over dialogue)

(huffs)

(shuddering): Ooh!

(chuckles)

Is it, like, totally cold in here?

Huh?

I'm just, like, so cold?

Here.

(sighs) Thanks.

(TV music continuing)

Are you, like, totally for sure?

Totally. It's great.

Just totally super.

Blonde: Why do I get the feeling you aren't, like,

saying what you really mean?

(music playing on TV)

I'll be right back.

(slams)

-(grunts) -Why'd you think it could be you this time, hmm?

It's, like, never you.

(mid-tempo electronic synthesizer music playing)

I need to stop kidding myself.

What's this party guy's secret to a good time?

Wine coolers, the drink that everyone can agree on.

-(yawns) -Woman (on TV): Yum! What is this?

Man (on TV): Ha, ha! Told you!

-Uh, no thanks. -Who wants to party?!

(women whoop, laugh on TV)

Grey? You okay in there?

(synthesizer music playing over headphones)

-What?! -Are you okay?!

Grey: All good! I just need, like, a minute!

She's kind of a wet blanket, huh?

(groans)

(music gets louder)

-Excuse me? -I mean,

like, maybe she could leave, and, you know, we could...

What? We could, like, what?

Well, you know...

I'm going to go check on Grey.

No, hey, she's cool.

No, I-I think I'll just be right back.

Come on! Not you, too.

(scoffs, grunts)

-Dude, let me go. -(Finley grunts)

-(grunts, spits) -(grunts)

You shouldn't have done that.

-(grunting) -(fabric ripping)

(grunting, growling)

(roaring)

(grunting)

(snarls)

(cackling)

(in gruff voice): Now, what are you going to do?

-(Fin grunting) -(John growls)

(grunts) Stop it!

Ah-ha-ha-- Ooh!

(groaning)

Do you really want to see what I can do?

-(yells) -(grunts)

-(thunder cracking) -(electricity crackling)

(Finley growling)

(groaning)

(grunting)

(groaning)

(growling)

(howling)

♪ ♪

Huh?

-(grunts) -(yells)

-(hisses) -(grunts)

(muffled synthesizer music playing)

Finley?

-(growling) -Grey: Everything cool?

-(snarling) -Aah!

-All good! -John: Yeah!

Why don't you come out and join us?

(quietly): Eww, no.

Great. (sighs)

Now she's, like, going to get her first kiss

before me too.

(growls) Leave her out of this!

-(grunts) -(yells)

(growling)

(snarling)

-John: No! -Finley: Oh!

(cackling)

-(growling) -(grunting)

-(bones snap) -(Finley whimpers)

(roaring)

(whimpering)

(cackling)

(whimpers)

(muffled music playing)

(grunts)

Mm...

(growling)

(snarling)

(muffled music playing)

(grunts)

That's it. This was supposed to be our night.

I'm coming out!

-(door creaks) -Huh?

-(growling) -(Finley gasps)

(yelling)

Leave... my... friend... alone!

-(grunting) -(growling)

(laughs)

(Grey screams)

(howling): No!

(panting)

(cackling)

Silly girls.

(groans)

(gasps)

Neither of you is a match for me!

(groaning)

(whines)

(crying)

-(knuckles cracking) -(growls)

Let's see...

Which one first?

-(gasps) -No!

Grey, I'm sorry. I was being stupid!

(grunts, coughs)

(weakly): No.

I'm sorry.

He's not worth it.

(coughs)

Aw, you two.

So precious!

(cackles)

What's your next move, little one?

You're too--

-(hair plinks) -Ow!

(gasps)

Your fur!

(gasps)

(groaning)

(growls)

(groans)

(grunts, growls)

(groaning)

(growling)

(howling)

Huh.

(cackling)

You think a little more fur is going to stop me?

(growls)

(screaming)

(grunts)

(whining)

I need you.

(grunts)

-(bones crack) -(Finley growls)

(howling)

-(laughing) -(snarling)

(grunts, groans)

Pathetic, both of you.

(panting)

(growls)

You'll never take me!

(growling)

Hmm? Ha!

-Get on my back. -What?

Just do it. I think we can take him together.

(thunder cracking)

♪ ♪

(growling)

(snarling)

(howling)

(cackling)

(yelling)

(grunting)

Aah! (grunts)

(yells)

-(growling) -(grunting)

(howling)

(whimpering)

-(grunts) -We should let him be.

He's just a boy.

Yeah, he's no match for us.

Remember that.

(scoffs)

Now, scram!

(both howling)

(whimpering)

(laughing)

I told you you'd get your fur!

I'm just glad it came in time,

and you were, like, here for it.

For sure! We gotta stick together.

Yeah. "Fur" sure.

(laughing)

(laughter echoes)

(up-tempo electronic synthesizer music playing)

♪ When the moon is full and bright ♪

♪ We will own the night ♪

♪ Totally, fur sure ♪

♪ Fur ♪

♪ When the two of us unite ♪

♪ High-kicking through our highs ♪

♪ Sharing the beast inside ♪

♪ This is our night, this is our life ♪

♪ We know who we are ♪

♪ We know how to fight ♪

♪ This is the night, now is the time ♪

♪ To show our power ♪

♪ Now here it is just you and me ♪

♪ Together, we'll face our destiny ♪

♪ Now you'll see ♪

♪ What we can do ♪

- ♪ Ah-hoo-ooh-ooh ♪ -(howling)

♪ ♪

♪ This is our night, this is our life ♪

♪ We know who we are, we know how to fight ♪

♪ This is the night, now is the time ♪

♪ To show our power ♪

♪ Now here it is just you and me ♪

♪ Together, we'll face our destiny ♪

♪ Now you'll see what we can do ♪

♪ Ah-hoo-ooh-ooh ♪

Generations upon generations have sacrificed...

so that generations upon generations may prosper.

♪ (MUSIC PLAYS) ♪

WOMAN: The mission is bigger than any of us.

MAN: How is this a life?

We get no say in anything.

It's not about us.

It's about the mission.

♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

(ELECTRICITY CRACKLES)