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- ♪ It's going to be different this year ♪

- Slut! - Who said that?

Vote for Jane!

- Needless to say, this will all be memorialized

on your permanent records.

- But colleges look at those. - For good reason.

- What you said up there, it took guts.

- Let's just keep running our campaigns,

and may the best man win.

That's... that's fair, right?

- I'm sorry, but your future isn't more important than mine.

- We're not girls, we're ladies.

The Pink ladies.

- I spent so much time just trying to prove

that I'm the good guy and Buddy's the bad guy,

but I'm realizing that maybe sometimes,

you got to be bad to do good.

- I've decided no more detention.

You are all still being punished.

- ♪ Look out, we are here ♪

♪ It's going to be different this year ♪

- Hey!

I just want to say that

I don't think Rydell was so fun for everyone before.

- Edith and I, we've matured.

- I-it wasn't for me.

And I know it hasn't been for a lot of kids

who don't fit in for whatever reason.

'Cause we're considered strange

or the wrong type.

Truth is that most people in this auditorium

aren't popular.

We just want to be ourselves.

We haven't even gotten the chance to do that yet

or to have fun.

Because we're too busy just trying to survive high school.

- Honestly, I don't really have time for friends here.

I'm too busy with schoolwork, debate, science.

- What about the boy you sit next to in chemistry class?

- Oh, yeah. Wally. - Mm.

It's geometry.

As for chemistry, unfortunately, we have none.

I bet you've never even spoken to him.

- You're too shy, Hazel.

There's got to be somebody there.

- No one I could be myself with.

So I hope you like long-distance calls,

because I'll be calling...

- Oh, my God, Patty, your brother!

They smell like pee!

- Christopher! Gotta go, Hazel.

- ♪ The grass will be greener, they said ♪

♪ The streets will be cleaner, they said ♪

♪ I'm sure you'll make a bunch of new friends ♪

♪ But I liked my grass, my streets ♪

♪ And my friends were my friends ♪

♪ Oh, how can I ever fit in

♪ When they can only see one thing? ♪

♪ How do I start over again?

♪ I'm a stranger in a strange town ♪

♪ Damn, it's strange at both ends ♪

♪ I'll keep looking up 'cause I know ♪

♪ The constellations never lie ♪

♪ The stars, they still shine

♪ Orion says hi

♪ Everything's changed, but I got the same sky ♪

♪ The Gemini moon will be rising soon ♪

♪ Just to remind me that everything's cool ♪

♪ No matter how lonely gravity can be ♪

♪ The Little Dipper's still checking on me ♪

♪ The stars, they still shine

♪ Orion says hi

♪ Everything's strange, but I got the same sky ♪

♪ I fly, but I'm flat on my feet ♪

♪ The roles keep on turning on me ♪

♪ So rules keep on rearranging ♪

♪ I know I'm different to those with tunnel vision ♪

♪ I'll keep looking up

♪ 'Cause I know the constellations never lie ♪

♪ The stars, they still shine

♪ Orion says hi

♪ Everything's changed, but I got the same sky ♪

♪ The Gemini moon will be rising soon ♪

♪ Just to remind me that everything's cool ♪

♪ No matter how lonely gravity can be ♪

♪ The Little Dipper's still checking on me ♪

♪ The stars, they still shine

♪ Orion says hi

♪ Everything's changed, but I got the same sky ♪

- ♪ The reflection of the sun reflects on my face ♪

♪ And I know everything's going to be okay ♪

♪ No matter how lonely gravity can be ♪

♪ The Little Dipper's still checking on me ♪

♪ The stars, they still shine

♪ Orion says hi

♪ Everything's changed, but I've got the same ♪

♪ Sky

- Everything looks radioactive.

- You know, Jane is running for class president at Rydell.

- Oh, that is marvelous!

They could use an honest young lady like yourself.

I heard about that awful girl gang.

- A girl president. Hmm.

Now, there's a story that our station could do.

Oh, Jim, always at work.

- Well, it's something you'd have to see to believe.

Now that is what television is for,

and we could show a changing Rydell.

- I just have to open my front door

to see a changing Rydell.

Three new Mexican families on my street.

You can't step outside without hearing their god-awful music.

I mean, why does it have to be so loud?

- You know, I think the Morrisons

need their drinks freshened.

Mm-hmm.

- You know, Kitty,

you don't look like these girls' mother at all.

You flatter me, Ethel.

- No, I mean, your complexion. It's so dark.

- That's a funny thing about Italians, I suppose.

You look so different

depending on the region you're from.

- Oh, but mother isn't...

- Oh, which was your news program, Jim?

- Channel 8 nightly.

- Don't you recognize him? - Ah, yes.

- We play it every night on the display at the store.

You're a good man.

And I like you Faccianos. - Aw.

- You all should consider joining our Athletic Club.

You brush shoulders with the best of Rydell.

- That's right, and it's good for business.

And I'll bet that a future president like yourself, Jane,

is college-bound.

- I hope to be.

- Yeah, we've got alumni

from almost every major university at the club.

- How about a tour? - Oh, we'd like that very much.

It's meat!

It looks like cake, but it's meat!

Who would do that to a person?

- It's a ribbon loaf.

It's usually a hit.

- Just don't understand what I did wrong!

- Francesca, you need to learn to be seen and not heard.

- I was just confused. Honest.

I mean, the meat looks like cake.

One minute you're Puerto Rican and the next, you're Italian.

I was here thinking

I've been calling my nonna abuela all these years.

It wasn't worth explaining.

People in California don't know the first thing

about Puerto Rico.

They probably think it's the capital of Mexico.

Why try and teach them things they don't care to know?

So they know?

- Jane, please talk to her.

Mother knows best.

- Shake a leg, Facciano! We're late!

- Hi!

- Hi.

- Promise not to laugh, but I made something.

Thought we could hand these out at school.

Unless you don't like them.

- Olivia! You kissed all these?

- Yeah. My lips are still sore.

- Can I get one of those for personal use?

- Hey.

Hey!

- Be my campaign manager.

- I don't know the first thing about student council.

- So? You're smart.

And you were the first person to endorse me.

- Just say yes.

Can't handle this much schmaltz before breakfast.

- Get a room!

Fine. Yes.

- Let's go, let's go, let's go!

- A button?

- Here to make Rydell fun for everyone.

- No, thank you.

- Vote for Jane Facciano! Take a button!

- Excuse me. - Hello?

- You want a button?

I'll take a button.

- Wow-ee! What happened to you?

- The winds of change have blown.

Since we showed those soc boys what's what,

I've decided I'm done getting pushed around.

Old Nancy took a lot of crap from a lot of people.

New Nancy?

New Nancy doesn't take nothing from no one.

- Does New Nancy always speak in the third person?

- If she wants.

Hi.

Would you like a button?

- Sure. Oh, I loved your speech.

- Get ready for the Fall Ball!

If I win, you'll be invited to another unforgettable dance

at the Rydell Athletic Club,

and it will be even better than last year.

- ♪ Life could be a dream

♪ If only all my precious plans would come true ♪

♪ If you would let me spend my whole life loving you ♪

♪ Life could be a dream

- Vote for Buddy, everyone!

And life will be sweet!

Buddy!

- What, they expect to win with candy?

- What? It's free!

- Just focus on the debate this week.

Daddy Aldridge might be able to buy candy,

but he can't buy a win against Jane Facciano,

regional debate champ.

- I haven't even been to debate club this year.

- Might want to brush up.

Word from the bird is

Daddy Aldridge hired a debate coach for Buddy.

Some hotshot guy from Washington.

- Look alive. It's the vice.

- Ladies, Ms. Facciano is the only one who belongs

in this hallway right now.

Ms. Valdovinos,

my papers aren't going to file themselves.

- Miss Nakaga...

Wow.

Go help her.

- ♪ Sh-boom

- Not so fast, Ms. Zdunowski.

It's time for your debut.

We don't want to keep your audience waiting.

- ♪ Mi, mi, mi, mi, mi - ♪ Mi, mi, mi, mi, mi

- Muh, muh, muh! - ♪ Mi, mi, mi, mi, mi

- Muh, muh!

- Hey! You want a button?

Or a doctor?

Oh, help!

- There's no soliciting in the theater.

- Oh, I wouldn't expect any money from an actor.

- I smell fresh blood.

You must be Cynthia,

the developing soul in need of some guidance.

- Can you guide me away from her?

- I'm Mr. Vaughan, your instructor.

- Instructor.

You all need someone to teach you to play pretend?

We do not play pretend.

We live truthfully.

In imaginary situations.

Class!

Our new player, Cynthia,

will start us off today with an exercise.

You are a Martian whose ship just landed on Earth.

You've trespassed into someone's home

and discovered this new object.

Stage is yours.

- Look!

It's a chair.

Just like I got in my spaceship.

Why did I stand all the way here?

Oh!

Tough crowd.

- Buddy's the incumbent. He's got the track record.

- A track record built by the girls of student council

like me who've done all the work for him.

- Wait, isn't what you're describing leadership?

- No.

Leaders delegate, but they also have a vision.

A Fall Ball that's fun for everyone,

for starters.

- But Buddy's the one with connections to the club.

- Which is why he's never thought

to call and negotiate a reduced rental fee,

which I did during lunch.

And I got them to throw in a photo station and an ice luge.

- Beauty and brains.

You're going to crush him.

- You have something to say?

- Me? No.

- You made a face. - I don't think so.

- Is there something wrong with my platform?

- No. - Then why did you make a face?

- I don't want to disagree.

- This is debate club.

- Your fun-for-everyone platform is strong.

But the fundamental fallacy, excuse the pun,

is that everyone shares your definition of said fun.

This is a dance.

You don't think dances are fun?

- Do I think weeks of anxiety over finding a date,

a public showcase of my lack of coordination,

and an invitation to an Athletic Club

a quarter of this school, myself included,

wouldn't be able to set foot inside

the other 364 days of the year is fun?

Nope.

All that aside, you've made a glaring strategic error.

The only votes you'd win

with the dance like you're proposing

are the ones already going to the incumbent.

I...

I hadn't thought of any of that.

- I have to go.

- Me, too.

- Why can't we keep a girl in debate?

It's not us, right?

- Quiet!

I'll switch your order to four knuckle sandwiches.

- She's not wrong, you know.

I don't go to those dances either.

- Who could?

Those clubs charge an arm and a leg.

And my back seat is free.

I think the word you're looking for is empty.

- Yeah, I don't need to pay to get mistaken for a busboy.

I got a Mexican mom and a Jewish dad.

We're not really the chosen people

when it comes to a place like that.

- And you got to register a date to go?

No, thanks, pops.

- Those dances ain't really for us,

so I ain't really for them.

- Oh, no. I'm thinking like a soc.

She's slow, but she gets there.

- What about you?

A school dance?

Nah, never.

- Would anything make you go?

- Better tunes? - Don't touch that dial!

Johnny Vavoom is in the room,

here to make your heart and all your hearts go boom!

- I'm going to run on a new kind of dance

for all the kids who've been missing out

and... and skipping out.

A dance even Richie Valdovinos would want to go to.

We just got to get the word out.

- Leave it to me.

Ms. McGee! Ms. McGee!

There's a coyote on the parking lot eating a cat!

- Oh, not again!

All right, you.

I'm ready for you this time.

Wild animals in the school, wild animals outside.

Red, my man!

How's it going, Hazel?

- Good morning, boys and girls!

Thinking about voting in the upcoming election?

- Is that Jane? - JDs hijacked the intercom!

- If you vote for Jane,

you'll get a whole new Fall Ball.

No dress code, no date mandate,

and all rock and roll!

And say goodbye to that stuffy athletic club,

because it's not fun if it's not for everyone!

We're going to have a dance in our very own gym instead.

And with the money we save,

I'll try to get the one, the only DJ Johnny Vavoom!

- Holy smokes!

Janey!

- Sorry!

- Your hair is brown.

- My hair is brown.

- Your hair is brown.

- You're looking at me.

- I'm looking at you.

- Beautiful work.

This is what Meisner is all about!

Pay attention to your partner.

See beyond their words.

- You're scared.

- You're scared.

- You're scared.

Am not. - Cynthia.

The exercise requires you to repeat the statement.

- You're scared.

This is a waste of time.

- Lydia.

You just made your classmate extremely uncomfortable.

A-plus...

A-plus.

- ♪ Come on, baby

♪ Treat me right tonight

♪ Come on, baby, and make me know your mind ♪

♪ You know, baby, I need your love tonight ♪

- Come on.

Jane, Jane.

If you're going to change things up,

you should look at the parking lot, too.

- The football team gets all the good spots.

Have you ever lugged a bass drum 4 1/2 blocks?

- Jane will bring democracy to the Rydell parking lot.

- Jane, we've been asking student council

to fix the sanitary napkin dispensers,

but Susan says it's improper to talk to Buddy about it.

- Well, sorry if it's improper,

but I can't just stop menstruating.

I'm a woman, Jane.

- We're on the case, Polly.

- Go Pink! - Or else.

- We're out of buttons! - Ah! That's great!

- Sorry, Susan.

Pink would have gone well with your scowl.

- Excuse me a moment.

Hey, wait.

I wanted to thank you for what you said at debate club.

- I shouldn't have said anything.

- You shouldn't have had to.

But it changed my whole campaign.

You're really good, by the way.

- Thanks.

- I was the new girl at Rydell last year.

It can be a tough place to fit in.

- Oh, really?

- ♪ Treat me right tonight

- You wanna come inside and have a burger with us?

- I'm sorry. I have to study.

It's Jim Johnson from TV!

- Well, now, that is what I call a welcome.

Hey, thanks for watching. Good to see you.

Jane, there you are.

Actually, I've come to see you specifically.

- Me?

- How does she know Jim Johnson?

- I kept thinking that this story

about the Rydell high election

would be fantastic for our broadcast,

so I spoke with your principal today.

And I was wondering, Jane, Buddy,

how would you kids feel about

doing your debate on television?

- He'll do it.

- So will she.

- You want to get out of here?

I can get Gil's wheels for us.

- Great. We can strategize in the car.

TV?

We have to think big!

Really change things.

We can get rid of homework.

- And detention. - Oh, um...

- I was thinking

maybe we could get letters sent home translated to Spanish

for the parents who need it.

But not the detention slips.

- It'd mean a lot coming from a Puerto Rican girl.

- Half. Uh, you can drop me off here.

- Nah. Door-to-door service.

Don't touch that dial!

Johnny Vavoom is in the room! - Oh, you don't have to...

Okay.

- Hey, Jane.

I don't usually do those school dances,

but yours doesn't sound too bad.

I think I might actually like to go,

and I think I might like to go with you.

- Oh.

- Jane?

- Señora.

- Thanks for the ride.

- It's that television star!

We're closing the shop down early tomorrow

to see you in action.

What did I miss?

- Who were those kids?

The boy with the hair?

- They just gave me a ride home.

- What boy?

- Freshen up.

The Johnsons set up a tour at the Rydell Athletic Club.

- W-w-what was his hair like?

- We're going to miss "Lucy" for this?

- Yes.

- You must be the Faccianos! Welcome!

Girls, may I interest you in some chocolate?

Our chef's specialty, beef fudge.

Mm.

Mrs. Facciano, may I take your coat?

Jimena.

- Actually, I can hold it.

- Jimena doesn't mind.

- I don't. - Please, Mrs. Facciano.

- May I?

- I'll keep it with me.

I get cold.

- Not a problem.

Jimena will join us for the tour.

Don't fret, Mrs. Facciano.

When you're in the club,

these are the kinds of comforts you get used to.

And just to assure you all, we are a very progressive club,

so you should not have any concerns about fitting in,

given your background.

We have been welcoming Italians into our club

for almost five years now.

This is our founder's room, a real taste of the old Rydell.

- Oh, this room is lovely.

- Fudge didn't go down so well, huh?

- And all of the game was shot here on the grounds.

- Look at this, Jane. Rydell High.

- Oh, one of our favorite traditions to host.

The Fall Ball.

I'm told your daughter is quite the negotiator,

and this one will be our best year yet, mm, mm, mm.

- Oh, you okay?

- Would it be all right if I just sit for a moment

and catch up with you?

I'm feeling a little lightheaded.

- Are you sure you're all right, sweetheart?

- I just need a minute.

- We'll give you some privacy.

- Oh, yeah. Okay. All right.

When you're in the club.

- Hello?

When you're in the club.

- Hello?

When you're in the club.

- Is someone there?

- When you're in the club.

- ♪ How did you get here?

♪ Not sure what you did?

♪ Well, you can relax, pat your back ♪

♪ 'Cause you're someone's kid

♪ A dip in the gene pool is keeping you so cool ♪

♪ Living the hierarchy of nepotistic bliss ♪

♪ Stress-free Mondays, privileged Fridays ♪

♪ It's the weekend every day

♪ Trust fund baby, oh, sing it with me ♪

♪ When you're in the club all: ♪ Ah

- ♪ You're a step above all: ♪ Ah

- ♪ When you're in the club, the world is yours to have ♪

♪ We've got each other's backs ♪

♪ As long as your daddy's wallet's really fat ♪

♪ Ah

- ♪ All your troubles done ♪ Ah

- ♪ When you're in the club, the world is yours to have ♪

♪ We've got each other's backs ♪

♪ As long as you're not Jewish ♪

♪ Asian, Brown, or Black

- ♪ Just put your feet up no matter who you was ♪

♪ Oh, really, oh, really, but really, it really does ♪

- ♪ But now you're a member, so light a Cohiba ♪

♪ Let the greener pastures know, darling, here you come ♪

- ♪ But not to worry

♪ You're at the tippy-top of all them ♪

♪ Crème de la crme ♪

♪ But there's one thing that's tradition ♪

♪ You got to get rid of all your old friends ♪

♪ They'll be people who want what you have ♪

♪ Well, tell them too bad

- ♪ When you're in the club all: ♪ Ah

- ♪ You're a step above all: ♪ Ah

- ♪ When you're in the club, the world is yours to have ♪

♪ We've got each other's backs ♪

♪ As long as your daddy's wallet's really fat ♪

♪ Ah

- ♪ All your troubles, done all: ♪ Ah

- ♪ When you're in the club, the world is yours to have ♪

♪ We've got each other's backs ♪

♪ As long as you're not Jewish, Asian ♪

♪ Brown, or Black, a single woman or gay ♪

♪ On the wrong side of fey

♪ If you're rich, white, and straight ♪

♪ Then you're in the club

Janey.

- Uh-oh, did we catch someone

practicing her dance moves for the Fall Ball?

- I don't know.

It's a little bit stuffy and very expensive.

Well, it's an investment.

- We can't join that club.

That place represents everything wrong with Rydell.

If they knew what part of Italy you're from,

they wouldn't even let us walk through that door.

- Well, that's not necessarily true.

You heard them. They're evolving.

- It doesn't matter.

There are a lot of kids in Rydell

who are sick of feeling like they're not welcome here.

If I win, I promised

that we wouldn't have the Fall Ball at that club anymore.

It's prejudiced.

- You won't say that on television.

- Jane, let's... let's talk.

- We left New York, everything we knew,

because we had the opportunity

to build something for our family here.

Do not ruin it.

- Ruin it for who? Me? Or you?

- Yeah! You have no idea what it's like to be me.

No idea!

Every choice I have ever made is for you and your sister.

Think about that tomorrow when everyone is watching, Jane.

- All right, folks, we're live in five minutes.

Five minutes, everyone.

- No, no, no. Can you bring that light down?

It's going to wash him out.

- Let the poor man do his job. - Just...

- Come on.

- If I'm elected president...

- When.

- When I'm elected president,

I will make sure our traditions continue...

- No fidgeting.

Remember the tips from the coach.

- Shouldn't I talk about some changes I want to make?

- Buddy, the last thing you want to do

is align yourself with your opponent.

She's about change.

You're about tradition.

She's a threat to that tradition.

She's in a girl gang.

Use it.

- After you hit the dance at the club,

go straight into the rest.

The parking lot, parent letters, no homework.

Be bold. - Show no fear.

You're a Pink Lady.

- You're the rebel candidate.

- Oh.

- Places, please!

And in five, four, three..

- And now, we turn

to a high school presidential election

that's captured the attention of many.

For the first time in Rydell history,

a girl has decided to throw her hat

in the ring for presidency.

Yes, you heard correctly.

A young lady named Jane Facciano.

She'll be running against incumbent candidate

and Rydell star quarterback, Buddy Aldridge.

And here they are to debate their platforms.

Mamá!

- Thank you both for being here!

- Mamá, mamá!

- Let's get right into it. First question.

- Shh! - Quiet. Richie's house.

- Why should you be elected to represent

Rydell over your opponent?

Buddy, you begin.

- Thank you, Mr. Johnson.

When I think of Rydell High, I think... well...

first, I think of football.

- Joking aside, I think of tradition.

I believe in Rydell's future, but I also believe in its past.

Unlike my opponent, I would like to honor our traditions,

like our Fall Ball.

- Thank you kindly.

- Yay! - Go, Buddy!

- Jane, your turn.

- Um...

well, it's not that I don't want to honor Rydell's past.

That's not what my campaign is about.

I do appreciate that Rydell has a past.

I mean, we all have pasts.

Me, Buddy.

Me and Buddy.

Probably even you, Mr. Johnson, have a past.

- What is she doing?

Chickening out.

- I don't know... Jane?

- It's your time, Buddy.

- I'm just a little confused.

This sounds like a reversal of the policy

you and your girl gang proposed.

- This guy. - So clarify for us.

Do you believe we should break the decades-long tradition

of having the dance at the club?

- I'm not necessarily saying that.

Then what are you saying?

- Come on.

- I don't know.

And we're clear.

All right, thank you, everybody.

That's a wrap, everybody. - Go, Buddy!

- That's a wrap. Good work, guys.

Good job. You did great.

- Sir, pleasure. Thank you.

- Well done.

- Jane, are you okay?

- What was that?

- I'm sorry.

Ice cream?

Who wants ice cream?

- I'm proud of you.

I know it must have been hard, but you seem...

- I didn't seem like anything

because I didn't say anything at all.

I disappointed everyone.

Except for you.

- You forgot this.

- You don't have to give it back.

I know I let you guys down.

- No kidding. - That's for sure.

- We could fix this.

Emergency campaign meeting, my house.

Let's go.

- Now? - Yeah.

- You want me to sneak out?

- It's our tía's birthday! We're having a party.

And come on.

You're really going to leave me hanging out here again?

Go!

- Hey! - Abuela!

- Lo siento. Mi... mi...

My Spanish isn't very good.

I know some from my grandparents,

but we never spoke it at home because my dad's Italian.

Well, Italian American.

And I think he had an Armenian grandmother,

but he only speaks English.

But most of the Spanish that I know

is foods or songs,

or words my mom would say when she gets mad,

which wouldn't be appropriate to repeat here.

- You don't have to talk to dance!

- We've got business.

- I'm gonna grab some grub for this business meeting.

What are we going to talk about anyway?

I mean, I feel for her.

But she made us look like cowards.

And I'm no coward.

- Me neither.

Ooh, mezcal.

Let's chug it.

- Yeah.

Okay.

You first.

- Well now, your mouth's been on it.

- So you are a coward.

- No, I'm not!

- Then do it!

Don't be a fraidy-cat!

- Stop it!

I'm not afraid!

- What happened?

I'm sorry.

I just don't like being laughed at.

I like when people laugh with me.

Those stupid thespians!

With their stupid black shark eyes,

just staring at you, waiting for you to look like an idiot!

- So?

Just be an idiot with them and they can't laugh at you.

Maybe that's what being fearless is anyway.

Maybe that's what being a Pink Lady is.

Maybe I'm really drunk right now.

- Nancy.

The worm is gone.

- Oh.

I can feel it inside me.

Ah!

- I'm not going to sugarcoat it.

Tonight was bad, but we can come back from it.

- I'm sorry. I think the campaign is over.

- Why?

- Because

I don't even know what kind of a campaign to run.

My mom wants me to be one thing,

and you all want me to be another

and I don't even feel like I'm either.

To tell you the truth, my whole life,

I've never felt like I'm enough of anything to really count,

you know?

Like... like I'm just all these puzzle pieces

that don't fit together.

- You're enough.

You're Jane.

You're the one who got everyone to believe

that a new Rydell is possible.

Even me.

- I like homework!

Well, I don't like it,

but it reinforces what we learn at school.

It's important.

Okay.

So you like homework, but you hate the Fall Ball.

I can work with that.

You started this, Jane.

So if you're going to run,

gotta run as you.

- Hey! Meeting's over!

- No, it's not!

Sorry! Can't hear you! Too loud!

- Richie!

- Oh, I don't really know how to dance to this kind of music.

That's Spanish.

- I know.

- It means don't worry about how you're supposed to do it.

Just go for it.

- Hey!

- Excuse me.

- There's our buds!

Have you been drinking?

- I drank the worm, and now I've got its powers!

- Vote for Jane.

Vote pink.

We'll have real fun with Jane Facciano.

- Vote pink. - Yeah, right.

- Jane. Vote Jane?

- No, thanks.

- It's to fit in. We need Facciano.

- Just drop out of the race. - Drop out, yeah.

- Can you believe she's still trying to run?

After her...

Oh!

- She's a good debater, you know.

- She speaks.

- She just froze up because it was live television.

That's all.

- Hey, Hazel.

You're not getting mixed up with those Pink Ladies,

are you?

They like to stir up trouble.

- So?

- So trouble just might hit you differently

than it would hit them.

- And your friends are a better choice?

- Whoa, what's wrong with my friends?

We've been pals since kindergarten.

- Do you like going to the dance at that club?

- I go every year.

- That's not what I asked.

Beep boop.

Beep boop!

Beep boop!

Beep?

Boop.

Cynthia!

Excellent work! Oh!

- You were so inspiring. - I know.

- Now, that was acting.

- Ah, it's nothing.

- Boop!

- I'll take one.

- Did you see the debate?

- Unfortunately, yes.

- So why do you still want one of these?

- I told you.

I like your platform.

The only reason why Buddy beat you

is because you weren't being you.

But there's still time.

- How?

The debate's over.

The official one is.

I want a rematch.

- Ain't that a fight?

He already won.

- I actually wouldn't mind the chance to say a few...

- Buddy, no.

There's no point.

- I'll just need some time to prepare.

- Nope. Has to be right now.

I just convinced my parents to let me close up,

and they might come to their senses soon.

- Jane?

- Mom? What are you doing here?

- I'm picking up dinner. What's going on?

- There are things I wanted to say

at the debate but couldn't, so I'm going to say them now.

- Jane.

- I am so grateful for all you've done for me.

And it's because of all that that I could do this.

So are we on or not?

- We're on.

- ♪ They get way more than they deserve ♪

♪ Like taking all our lockers first ♪

♪ Yeah, basically they get away with murder ♪

♪ The PTA is in their pocket

♪ Picking favorites, no one stops it ♪

♪ But with me, their golden age is over ♪

♪ Call me crazy, but their time is up ♪

♪ No!

- ♪ Smash the system, we have had enough ♪

♪ Oh!

- ♪ I see a new way to ride at Rydell ♪

♪ I'll take the wheel until we're cruising ♪

♪ Where outcasts live just like everyone else ♪

♪ I'll take the wheel

♪ Sugar sweet for every everybody ♪

♪ Not just queens and kings with lots of money ♪

♪ I see a new way to ride at Rydell ♪

♪ I'll take the wheel

- ♪ Juvenile delinquency and rampant immorality ♪

♪ It leads to crime and anarchy and danger ♪

♪ So you think you thought it through? ♪

♪ But that's what it leads to

♪ Communism is their favorite flavor ♪

♪ I admit that things have got to change ♪

Sure!

- ♪ But change ain't going to happen in a day ♪

Boo!

- ♪ I see a new way to ride at Rydell ♪

♪ I'll take the wheel, and then we'll... ♪

♪ And I we'll...

- You'll what?

- Uh, and then we'll...

- ♪ Stop picking on the lower class ♪

♪ The wallflowers, iconoclasts ♪

♪ We're way over being your easy targets ♪

♪ The feminine machines are broke ♪

♪ The student council's on the ropes ♪

♪ The mother-daughter brunch is in the garbage ♪

- ♪ Why you acting like his enemy? ♪

♪ You sang a different tune in his back seat ♪

I mean, seriously, Jane? Who are you, really?

- ♪ A shameless nerd, ambitious girl ♪

♪ A rebel on the honor roll

♪ A teacher's pet who's looking for good trouble ♪

♪ Italian and Puerto Rican, let me be the voice of reason ♪

♪ There's no time like now to burst the bubble ♪

♪ You bet your ass I'll make the dance ♪

♪ A place that we're all welcome at ♪

♪ And rock and roll will burn this mother down ♪

♪ And you can wear just what you want ♪

♪ And no one's gonna tell you off ♪

♪ And rock and roll will burn this mother down ♪

♪ I see a new way to ride at Rydell ♪

♪ I'll take the wheel until we're cruising ♪

♪ Wear out your sleeve, just like everyone else ♪

♪ I'll take the wheel

♪ Sugar sweet for every everybody ♪

♪ Not just queens and kings with lots of money ♪

♪ I see a new way to ride at Rydell ♪

♪ I'll take the wheel

- What is it, Buddy?

Should we phone your debate coach?

- ♪ I see a new way to ride at Rydell ♪

♪ I'll take the wheel!

- Buddy! - Oh, no!

- Buddy! - You okay?

- I think you have done enough.

- Let's get out of here. - Wait, what... what...

- Hazel, you want a ride?

- I'm all right.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- You were at the Frosty Palace tonight.

- Yeah.

- So I guess you saw what an idiot I made out of myself.

- Yeah.

Do you actually believe

all those things you've been saying?

- No.

- Then why did you say them?

They're awful and... and harmful.

And when you say them,

it makes everyone else think it's okay to say them,

because you're Mr. Popular.

I hate it here.

- Wow.

I didn't think I could feel any worse tonight.

But you're right.

You're absolutely right.

You're not shy, huh?

- I'm actually very shy.

Everyone says so.

- Well, you could have fooled me.

- And I'm sorry you hate it here.

- Thanks.

- We haven't officially met.

- I'm Hazel.