Paradise Motel (1985) Movie Script
(crickets chirping)
(rock guitar music)
I'm on edge, nerves are raw
You got me aching to break the law
By sneaking into some motel
We become and it's hot as hell
Out of sight, out of mind
That's what they say,
but I'm not blind
I've memorized your every move
All I think is loving you oo
One track mind
You know I got a one track mind
And you're the one who's on my mind
I gotta get to you
Won't stop until I do
I got a one track mind
Got a one track mind
(rock guitar music)
Love's a game, so I'm told
Like a fool, just leaves me cold
I want your love, and nothing less
'Cause baby, I'm a mess
Possessed
One track mind, you know
I got a one track mind
(Hawaiian music)
(champagne pouring)
(Hawaiian music)
(glasses clinking)
(Hawaiian music)
(Hawaiian music continues)
(glass clicking)
(Hawaiian music continues)
(Hawaiian music continues)
(couple moaning)
(Hawaiian music continues)
(couple moaning)
(bed squeaking)
(items rattling)
(Hawaiian music)
(bed squeaking)
(couple moaning)
(couple moaning)
(bed squeaking)
(couple moaning)
(bed squeaking)
(couple moaning)
(bed squeaking)
(alarm clocking ringing)
(Sam sighing)
- [TV VO] Now, what I would do,
I would use as a type of-
- Good morning, dear.
- Good morning.
- You look tired, Sam.
Didn't you get any sleep last night?
- Nope.
- [Mom] You must be excited
about starting a new school, hm?
- Nope.
- Now Sam, everything is
gonna turn out just fine,
you'll see.
(TV blaring)
- I'm almost in the
middle of my senior year.
- [Mom] You'll make new friends, dear.
- Where did I hear that before?
(TV blaring)
- Mm.
Your father has decided
to let you take the car
to school today.
- Oh, yeah?
- [Mom] Mm-hm.
- Dad? Mom told me you're
gonna let me take the car?
(car horn honking)
- That's right.
(keys jangling)
- These aren't the keys to the Cougar.
(traffic honking)
- C'mon, son.
I got a surprise for you.
(traffic honking)
You're gonna love this.
(traffic honking)
(Dad knocking)
Ain't she a beauty?
Came with the motel.
(Dad knocking)
- You expect me to drive this thing?
(traffic honking)
- It runs, why not?
- Because, it's ridiculous.
I thought I was gonna get the Cougar.
- That's mine.
Come here.
I tell you what... you
take the wagon to school,
and, I'll give you the Cougar on weekends.
Fair enough?
- Do I have a choice?
(traffic honking)
- No.
Hey, uh, better get some
sleep. You look like shit.
- I wanna talk to you about that.
(traffic honking)
(door clicking)
(traffic honking)
Dad, you can't rent out that room anymore.
Especially to newlyweds.
- But, it's the honeymoon suite.
- It's also right above my room.
(footsteps stomping)
- I'll see what I can so.
(traffic honking)
(car revving)
(rock music)
(rock music continues)
(vehicle rumbling)
(rock music)
(bolt twisting)
(rock music)
(rock music continues)
(door clicking)
(rock music)
(birds chirping)
(student knocking)
(rock music)
- Hey, Mick, this is a
20, you promised me 30.
(rock music)
- You spelled my name wrong.
It's supposed to have one "I', not two.
- But, I worked all
weekend on that report.
(window humming)
(rock music)
(birds chirping)
Asshole.
(students chattering)
- Uh, excuse me. I'm sorry.
Pardon me.
(students chattering)
(students chattering)
(lockers clacking)
- [Mick] Hey, Vicky? Seen your sister?
- Maybe.
- Come on, I'm in a hurry.
- She went to class already.
- Why didn't she wait for me?
- Maybe because you didn't
call her last night.
- I was real busy.
- I bet you were.
- [Principal] Thurster!
- I'll catch you later.
(students chattering)
(Sam and teacher chattering)
- You wanted me, Mr. Carr?
- Oh, Mick, this is Sam Kehoe.
He's new.
He needs someone to show him
the way to his first class.
- Mr. Carr, I'm running a little late.
Can you get somebody else?
- I'll write you a note.
(footsteps tapping)
(students chattering)
- Sophomores.
Punks.
- How's it going?
- Asshole.
Where you from?
- Washington, up north.
- Oh, yeah?
- Hi, Nick.
- Yeah, we move around a lot.
- No, kidding. Hey, Debbie!
(students chattering)
Deb... I tried to call you last night,
but your line was busy.
- I have call waiting.
- Oh.
Well, actually, I got caught
up in this history report.
- Is that supposed to
make everything all right?
- Look, all right, I know I screwed up.
I'll make it up to you. Promise.
(students chattering)
- Who's your friend?
- My friend?
Oh! He's just some new kid that
I'm supposed to show around.
Deb, would you hand this in for me?
I'll see you inside.
- Don't be long, okay?
- Okay.
(students chattering)
(footsteps tapping)
So, what were you saying?
- I was telling you where I was from.
- Oh yeah, right.
Look, you can pretty much find
your way around without me.
Just keep going straight,
and you'll bump right into it, okay?
(students chattering)
- Mick? Do you know you
spelled your name wrong?
- Did I really?
(bell ringing)
It's all illusion
It's all an illusion
Thinking you're the only one
It's all an illusion
Thinking it's all systems
Pure excitement
Just one
- Excuse me. Uh, excuse me?
You didn't happen to see an ID card
lying around here, did you?
- Uh, no, I don't think so.
- I was sitting here last period,
and I know I had it with me then.
(papers rustling)
Maybe I left it somewhere else.
- What's your name, in case I find it?
- Laura. Laura Phillips.
- Hi, my name is Sam.
- Hi, Sam. I haven't seen you
around here before, have I?
- Uh, no, I'm new. I just started.
- So, how do you like it here?
- Oh, it's okay.
Uh, you sure you left it around here?
- Yeah. (chuckling)
But, don't worry about it, I gotta go.
Sorry to bother you.
- It was no bother.
- Yeah, forget it.
Every guy in school is after her.
- I can believe that.
God, she's beautiful.
- That's the problem.
- What do you mean?
- Her boyfriend thinks so, too.
- Yeah... figures.
(students chattering)
(footsteps clicking)
(Sam rustling)
(students chattering)
(footsteps clacking)
- Thurster!
(footsteps clacking)
I'm glad you could join us.
You may not be aware of this.
But there are times during the day
when I like to come out here.
To be alone, to get away from things.
In fact, I like to think of this place
as my own personal retreat.
So, you can imagine my surprise
when I discovered someone
else was using it.
You can also imagine my surprise
when I laid down to take
a nap, as I often do,
and found myself covered
with pecker tracks.
- What?
- Pecker tracks!
And, right where I laid my face.
You know something, fellas?
I'm really upset.
- So, why you telling us?
- Because the only thing
you give a rat's ass about,
Thurster, is getting your cane varnished.
And, I just got this ugly, little feeling
that you had something to do with this.
- Well, I hate to disappoint
you, Coach Martins,
but I spent the whole weekend
doing my history report.
- Save the bullshit for your girlfriends.
Now, let me make this real clear.
I don't want anyone ever
using this place again.
Do we understand each other?
- Yes, sir.
- Yes, sir.
- Thurster?
(traffic honking)
(footsteps tapping)
- [Friend] Laura! Come on!
(footsteps tapping)
(horn tooting)
(car starting)
(footsteps tapping)
(car revving)
(car alarm sounding)
(swanky dinner music)
- You know? I really
think we hit it this time.
(swanky dinner music)
No, I really do.
I think this Hawaiian stuff is gonna sell.
(swanky dinner music)
Of course, I still think it
needs some personal touches.
Maybe a couple of live
birds, some vegetation.
What do you think, son?
(swanky dinner music)
- Harry, you haven't asked
Sam a thing about school.
(swanky dinner music)
- Hm.
So, uh, how'd school go? All right?
- Yeah, it went okay.
- Mm-hm.
Classes okay?
- Yeah.
- [Harry] How about the kids,
did you get along with them?
- Yeah, they're okay.
- See, everything's okay.
Sam, what do you think about a waterfall
right next to the garden.
You know, tropical waterfall.
- Dad?
Can we talk about the wagon?
- [Harry] The wagon? Sure.
- I don't wanna drive it anymore.
- We have a deal.
- [Sam] I know, but-
- But what? A deal is a deal.
- Harry, let him take the Cougar one day.
- Honey, will you please
let me handle this?
Sam and I, we understand each other.
- Dad, it's unsafe. The
thing is a deathtrap.
- [Harry] What are you
talking about, what's wrong?
- Well, I think the brakes are going.
The tires are all bald.
- [Harry] That's it?
- Yeah.
(swanky dinner music)
- Consider it fixed.
Where was I? Oh, yeah.
I got this idea about
putting some palm trees
around the pool.
You know, give it the paradise
look. What do you think, Sam?
Sam?
(swanky dinner music)
What's wrong with him?
(door closing)
(alarm clock ticking)
(clothing thumping)
(Sam thudding)
(couple moaning)
(bed squeaking)
(car rumbling)
Gotta get you
(dialogue drained out by music)
On the same wavelength
Hey, hut! Hike!
(device beeping)
He's at the 40!
Show's up, one catch.
Guys get the money, he's faking the goal.
- All right, play more (indistinct).
- You're on, baby!
(device beeping)
Across from the mid-field, strike!
(indistinct)
(rock music vocals)
It's a race to the end zone!
Touchdown! (cheering)
(rock music)
Cough it up, suckers.
- Put it on my tab.
- On what tab?
(rock music)
- What would you do with
the money, anyway, Shooter?
- Buy some drugs! (laughing)
- Get a load of that!
(car skidding)
Paradise Motel? Is that what it said?
- [Shooter] Yeah.
- [Thurster] I think I know that guy.
- [Shooter] You're kidding?
(car idling)
(car horn beeping)
(doors clicking)
- Hey, how's it going?
(car door clicking)
- [Sam] Good.
- I see you made it through the first day
of school all right.
- Yeah.
- Hey, I'm sorry I wasn't
friendly to you yesterday,
you being new and all.
But, I was in a real hurry.
- Oh, that's okay.
- Your name is?
- Sam.
- Sam, I'm Mick. This
is Danny and Shooter.
- Hey, how you doing?
- Hi.
- Uh, we couldn't help but
notice your transportation.
- [Sam] Oh, it's my dad's new motel.
- Oh Sam, she's cute.
(guys chuckling)
A free lei with every stay? Is that true?
- Uh, look, I'm gonna be late.
- Sam, about your dad's motel?
What would you say about
renting out one of his rooms?
- Well, that's what we're
in the business for.
- I don't think you know what I mean.
Come on, let's talk.
- You think he'll go for it?
- Yeah, he cries and gets
what he wants, doesn't he?
- Yeah.
- Come on.
- No way.
- Why not?
- Why should I? I don't
even know you guys.
- You'll get to know us.
I mean, we'll hang out
together, we'll party together.
We'll even throw in a few
bucks. Whatever it takes.
- I'm not interested.
- What is it?
Are you afraid of a little
excitement? A little intrigue?
Come on, what are we talking
about here? A few hours?
- Like I said, I'm not interested.
- Well wait, don't be so hasty.
We can work something out, I'm sure of it.
- Mick!
Come on!
(footsteps tapping)
- Look, a new school can
be an awful lonely place.
(friends chattering)
But, it doesn't have to be.
I wanna live it all
night, It'll be all right
We'll go out and play
until the rainbow light
Bring them on in the middle of night
Susie, Susie, Susie
(record clicking)
- What are you doing?
You're supposed to help me at the desk.
- I'll be there in a minute.
- Well, make it snappy,
will 'ya? I need a break.
Goddamn room is a mess.
What's this?
You haven't even unpacked yet.
- I was waiting to see if
we were gonna move again.
- Now, don't get smart with me.
You know why we moved, we
did it for all our benefit.
- Sure wasn't for mine.
- Look, all I'm asking you
to do is make the best of it.
All right?
- All right.
- Oh, about the wagon.
I took care of tires.
And, there was nothing
wrong with the brakes.
(keys jangling)
(door clicking shut)
(clock ticking)
(bolt rattling)
- Oh, shit. It's soldered.
(Sam punching)
(clunking head)
Ow!
(door clicking shut)
(foot kicking)
(door clicking)
(footsteps tapping)
(paper rustling)
- Sam?
(footsteps tapping)
- Hey, Sammy, how you doing?
- Hey, Sam.
- So what do you say
we hit the beach, huh?
(rock music)
- [Sam] Hey, how did you
guys get me out of class?
- [Mick] The secretary is
a close, personal friend.
(rock music)
(arcade game music)
(rock music)
(money slapping)
- Thanks.
- [Mick] Hey, you want
some fries with this?
- [Shooter] Hey, here's a Coke, Sam.
(upbeat music)
- Come on you guys, what is this?
- What?
- We're just having some fun.
(upbeat music)
- Look, I told you. There's no way.
- I understand.
- No, you don't understand.
I like all this, okay?
But I cannot get you a room.
- Uh-ha.
Play the game, Sam.
(upbeat music)
- Uh, hey, Dad?
Can I talk to you about
the honeymoon suite?
- What about it?
- Uh... you're still renting it out.
- And?
- You know, I'm trying to
make the best of things.
But, it's kind of hard
when I can't get any sleep.
What do you say?
(Dad sighing)
(papers rustling)
- All right, I'll keep it empty.
But you know, this is gonna cost me money.
- I know.
- I'll take care of it.
Your welcome!
- Thanks.
(footsteps tapping)
(head clunking)
- Ow! Damn!
(car honking)
(Hawaiian music)
(car honking)
(Hawaiian music)
(ominous music)
(guys laughing)
- Quiet!
My folks will hear us!
- Hey, relax.
(Hawaiian music)
(door clicking)
(Hawaiian music)
(keys jangling)
- Sam!
Sam!
(traffic honking)
(keys jangling)
(door creaking)
(Hawaiian music)
(door clicking)
(Hawaiian music)
- I don't think he saw us.
(Hawaiian music)
- Hey! How about a little privacy?
(Hawaiian music)
- I hope you like the room.
- Aloha, Sam.
(Hawaiian music)
(door clicking)
(traffic humming)
(suspicious music)
(suspicious music)
(suspicious music)
(suspicious music)
(door bell chiming)
(Hawaiian music)
(door clicking)
(Hawaiian music)
(door clicking)
(toilet flushing)
(Hawaiian music)
- Hey, Dad, what's up?
- I've been looking all over
for you. Everything okay?
- Yeah. Why?
- Well, there's some
broken glass out there
in the courtyard.
Never mind, I'll pick it up myself.
- No! It's okay. I'll do it.
(Hawaiian music)
- Okay.
(door bell chiming)
(glass clinking)
(rock music)
Lolita, you wear a thin disguise
Burning looks with your bedroom eyes
When you gonna look at me
Lolita
School rumors, they're
going through the hall
Every teacher is at your beck and call
When you gonna beckon me
Lolita
- Hey, Sam?
Each night
Are you enjoying yourself?
- (chuckling) Are you kidding?
- You want another beer?
(water splashing)
- Your parents don't mind
you drinking like this?
- It comes when they're not here.
- Too bad that's not more often, huh?
I hear things went great last night.
- Smooth as silk.
- We got big plans for
everyone, don't we, Sam?
- I guess so.
- You know, we just might have
to work out a weekly rate.
- (laughing) I told 'ya,
I don't want your money.
- Why not?
I'd take it.
- You're my friends, right?
- Right.
Lolita
You'll all right, Sam.
Lo lo lo Lolita
- So Sam, do you think maybe
sometime I can use the room?
- Sure, no problem.
(water rustling)
- Me, too?
- What do you need the room for?
You can jack off at home.
(all laughing)
(water rustling)
- What do you think about Sam?
- He's nice.
- Well, I think he's cute.
Talk
(rock music)
- Hey.
I'd go for it, if I were you.
Each night
- She's pretty hot, isn't she?
- Yeah, and she's been asking about you.
Right, Danny?
- Yeah, you know what that means.
- No. What does that mean?
Say Lolita, you're lovely
- Hey, guys!
Who has the suntan lotion?
You're doing damage
You're doing it in style
- I got it!
(water rustling)
With your killer smile
Smile a little smile for me
Lolita
Uh, here it is.
- Thanks! Can you rub some on me?
- Sure.
Uh, Vicky?
- [Vicky] Yes?
- Are you doing anything later?
- Why, what did you wanna do?
Lolita
(Hawaiian music)
- And, one for you.
And, one for you.
And by the way,
there will be Mai Tai's
delivered to your room shortly.
Compliments of the motel.
And, an authentic pineapple for
the little ones. (chuckling)
In our own humble way,
we wanna make your stay
here at the Paradise,
truly a night in paradise.
Aloha! (chuckling)
Where the hell are you going?
- I got a date.
- No, shit? With a girl?
- Yeah. Her name is Vicky.
(Hawaiian music)
Uh, could you give me the
car keys to the Cougar?
(Hawaiian music)
- It's a little late, isn't it?
- We got a special arrangement.
(women whispering)
(Hawaiian music)
(keys jangling)
(Hawaiian music)
- [Both] Have a nice time!
(Hawaiian music)
(door chiming)
(Hawaiian music)
Lightening is striking
From out of the blue
Tonight is electric
I know where it's leading to
Don't want to say a word
It's right there in your eyes
The flashing with a passion
Is lighting up the sky
- Honey, what's wrong?
- It's no good.
(kiss pecking)
- You wanna talk about it?
- That doesn't help.
Let me get something to eat.
(crickets chirping)
- Come on!
(crickets chirping)
(suspenseful music)
(door clicking)
(suspenseful music)
(TV clicking)
(tape clicking)
(swanky music)
- [Man VO] Hey baby,
you really keep yourself
in shape, don't you?
(swanky music)
You represent our station house real well.
(swanky music)
(crickets chirping)
(Sam tapping)
- Vicky?
(crickets chirping)
(suspenseful music)
(window sliding)
(crickets chirping)
(suspenseful music)
(Sam thudding)
(Sam groaning)
(crickets chirping)
(suspenseful music)
(shower knob squeaking)
(suspenseful music)
(crickets chirping)
(water running)
Vicky?
(water running)
Vicky?
(clothing rustling)
(shoes thudding)
(clothes rustling)
(water running)
(husband knocking)
- [Husband] Honey?
You'll never guess what came up.
(water running)
(wife gasping)
- Who the fuck are you?
(dramatic music)
- I think I'm at the wrong shower.
(door thudding)
(dramatic music)
(door slamming)
- Shit!
That son of a bitch!
(suspenseful music)
Come here, you punk!
(suspenseful music)
Get out of here!
(suspenseful music)
If I get my hands on
you, you son of a bitch,
I'm gonna fuck you right up!
(suspenseful music)
Come back here, you!
Come here, you!
(auto horn beeping)
(van skidding)
- Get in!
(door sliding)
(suspenseful music)
(man muttering)
(suspenseful music)
(door sliding)
(van skidding)
- [Man] You son of a bitch!
Come back here!
If I get my hands on your
legs, I'm gonna break 'ya!
Come back here, you dirty!
- Oh, God, if you guys hadn't come by!
(all laughing)
You set me up! You set me...
What's going on!
- Hey Sam, mellow out, will 'ya?
This is California.
Besides, I had a little score to settle
with Coach Martins, anyway.
And I figured since he didn't know you-
- That was the coach?
You telling me the trouble
is the girl next door
I'm supposed to start a
class with him next week!
(Mick laughing)
I can see a thousand
- Nice legs, Sam.
- Stop it, will 'ya!
(all chucking)
You know I could of gotten killed?
- No way! We would of stepped in.
Really.
(rock music vocals)
(Vicky giggling)
(rock music vocals)
(all laughing)
(rock music vocals)
(van skidding)
Let's get together
- See you later, Sam!
Better late than never
I wanna juice it up
- Be back in an hour!
(van revving)
- I've never done it in a motel before.
Well, maybe once.
(guys laughing)
- So, weekends off!
(rock music)
(guys chattering)
(rock music)
(rock music)
- Oh, he-ho, he-ho,
oh, he-ho, he-ho, he-ho
(rock music)
- [Mick] Hee-haw!
Good, huh?
Not the whole thing!
If you let it out, don't eat it.
(guys laughing)
Best friends
(rock music)
(door squeaking)
The best friends
(door clicking)
- So, how long you've known Debbie?
- A few months.
- [Sam] You really know how to pick 'em.
- Yeah. She's the greatest.
I love her.
Best friends
(door squeaking)
To the best friends
(door clicking)
(rock music)
- [Student] Hi, Coach.
- [Student 2] Hi.
(rock music)
(locker door slamming)
- Hi, Coach.
(rock music)
(Sam knocking)
(door squeaking)
(rock music)
(door clicking)
- [Sam] You've known Danny long?
- Since grammar school.
Our dads work together
in the same law firm.
- How about Shooter?
- He's a cousin... distant.
Very distant.
- Hey, Barbara! What are you doing later?
Do you wanna come to my house and study?
- Drop dead!
(rock music)
- Fine, fine, no problem. Ssh.
(rock music)
(dreamy music)
- Mick, you ever like someone,
but were afraid they didn't like you?
(rock music)
- No.
A word of advice, Sam.
Don't get involved in
that kind of a situation.
You can only get hurt.
- Yeah, you're probably right.
- What does she look like?
(rock music)
- [Sam] She's really pretty.
- (chuckling) In that
case, forget the advice.
(both laughing)
(rock music)
(Sam knocking)
(rock music)
(Sam knocking)
(door jangling)
(door squeaking)
(rock music)
- Your name's Sam?
- Yeah.
- Terrific place you got here.
(rock music)
(door clicking)
(rock music)
(rock music)
(door squeaking)
(rock music)
(door clicking)
Best friends
To the best friends
(door clicking)
(door squeaking)
It's easy to make best friends
(footsteps tapping)
- Hey, Kehoe!
Woo-hoo! You're really
looking good these days.
Where did you get the new clothes?
- Oh, my dad gave me some money
for all the overtime I've been working.
- Oh! I got something for you.
- What's this?
- Tickets to the concert.
I thought you might wanna go.
- Oh hey, look, Mick, this is too much.
- No, no, no, no, no.
You've been doing me a
lot of favors lately, Sam.
So, who do you think you might take?
- I'm not sure.
- Why don't you take Vicky?
She's always a good time.
- [Girl] Hi, Mick.
- Hey, you didn't say anything to anybody
about Vicky and I, did you?
- No, why would I?
- No, good.
I knew I could trust you.
Um, do you think I could drop
by the 'ole Paradise tonight?
- Tonight? But, I'll be at the concert.
- I know, just leave the key by the door.
I know my way around.
- It's not that easy,
I have to be there.
- Oh, come on, Sam.
Be a buddy, it's important.
- Look, just be careful, okay?
I mean, if anybody sees you-
- You worry too much, that's your problem.
Look, I gotta run.
Now, you have a good time tonight.
Because, I know I'm gonna
have a good time tonight.
(students chattering)
(mellow music)
(footsteps tapping)
(mellow music)
- Bye!
(girls chattering)
(mellow music)
- Hi!
(girls chattering)
(gentle music)
(rock music)
- It's my wife.
She hasn't been the same
since that shower incident.
(door squeaking)
Every time I turn around,
she's in the goddamn shower.
It's almost like she's hoping
that guy would come back.
You know, if I ever find
that son of a bitch,
I'll kill him with my bare hands.
- [Laura] I think you're
in the wrong place.
- Ssh!
- Hi.
- Hi.
It's Sam, remember, Sam.
- What are you doing in here?
- Oh, nothing, I-I...
I wanted to talk to you.
- Who are you hiding from?
- Nobody, nobody!
(door squeaking)
- Well, you can relax.
Whoever it was is gone.
- Good.
- Did you really wanna talk to me?
- Yeah, yeah.
Um... a friend of mine
gave me these tickets
to the concert at the Palace tonight.
And, I was wondering if you wanted to go?
- Um... well, Sam, I don't know.
- I know, I know, I know
you got a boyfriend.
I just thought I'd ask.
- No, I don't.
- You don't?
- We broke up.
- Oh... that's too bad.
- Yeah, well.
- Um, well, I'll see 'ya.
(door squeaking)
(door clicking)
Uh...
Then, there's no reason for
us not to go out, right?
- What?
- I mean, why not?
- I don't even know you.
- You'll get to know me!
We'll hang out together.
We'll go to parties together.
What do you say?
It starts about eight, I'll
pick you up about a quarter of.
Come on, Laura, it'll be fun.
- Okay... wait a minute. Okay.
I'll tell you what-
- [Sam] What?
- How about if I meet you
there, is that all right?
- You meet me there, that's fine.
That's fine.
Okay, eight o'clock,
out in front, okay?
- Okay.
- Okay.
(door squeaking)
(Sam gasping)
- Okay, fellas, let's move
that next to the chair, huh?
- No, gotta be the wall.
- The chair!
- Next to the chair!
The one with the hole in it!
What do you think?
- It's interesting.
- By the chair.
- [Harry] No, move it next
to the chair... that's it.
- Oh man, he said the chair.
- [Harry] Yeah.
- The wall.
- The chair.
- The wall.
- I, uh, want people
to have a little shade
when they're having a
Coke, you know what I mean?
- Mm-hm.
- Where's Sam?
I want him to see this.
- He's inside getting ready to go out.
Said something about a concert.
- Who's he going with?
- He didn't say.
- Probably some of his new
friends of his, huh? Yeah.
You notice he's been acting
kind of strange, lately?
- How do you mean?
- Well, he's been kind of jumpy.
- I think it's 'cause
he's happy for a change.
- Oh, maybe. Maybe you're right.
I don't know why he doesn't
bring his friends around.
I'd like to know who they are,
you know?
- Mm.
- Hey, you don't think
he's ashamed of us, do you?
- Oh, don't be silly, Harry.
He's just being a teenager.
Don't you remember how
you were at his age?
- That's what I'm afraid of.
Perfect!
- Yeah.
You like to try it
better, keep it quick
I need you now, I need you quick
In the dark or in the light
I gotta get close to you
To-night, ight
(rock music)
(classical music)
(crickets chirping)
(doorbell ringing)
- I'll get it!
(classical music)
(footsteps tapping)
(door clicking open)
- Hi. Can we talk?
(people chattering)
(footsteps tapping)
(people chattering)
(traffic honking)
(kiss pecking)
What's wrong?
- I shouldn't be doing this.
- Why not?
- It's like we're getting
back together again.
- You don't want to?
- I thought we settled all that.
- Laura, I really missed you.
- Then, why did you do it?
- I wasn't thinking right then.
All I want know is just
to be back with you.
- What about Debbie?
- What about Debbie?
There's nothing between us.
- I wish I could trust you.
- You can trust me.
Just give me one more try.
Laura, I want you back again.
- I'm sorry, I'm meeting
someone and I'm already late.
- Laura!
I know this place where
you and I could go.
We can be alone.
- This isn't a game you're
playing with me, is it, Mick?
- No, it's not. I swear it's not.
I want you back.
Your heart now, baby
Your heart now, baby
Have a heart now, baby
Baby, have a heart
(gentle music)
- You look, you look
real good in that now.
- Oh come on, don't give me that.
You are kidding.
Now, get out of my way, just get out!
- Come on, we'll go talk
right behind the alley, baby.
I got something to show you.
- Oh, you are disgusting.
I mean, you really are.
Get, the hell-
- All right, all right!
- Get out!
- Goddamn, why you hitting
me with your purse for?
- Ssh, women.
Hey, Shooter!
- Hey! Sam!
Hey, what are you doing here?
- What happened?
- What do you mean, "What happened?"
- Over there.
- Over where?
- Over there.
- Oh... over there.
Nothing. It was just a
misunderstanding. (laughing)
- What did you say to her?
- To who?
- To her!
- Oh, her! Nothing man,
I was just being social.
Hey, food.
Mm!
Can I have some fries, Sam?
- Yeah, help yourself.
- Thanks.
Hey Sam, weren't you supposed
to go to that concert tonight?
- Oh yeah, yeah, I was. But
you know, I decided not to.
- What happened, you get stiffed?
- No, I didn't get stiffed.
- So tell me, who was she?
Come on!
Mary Lewis?
- No.
- Barbara DelVecchio?
- No.
- Oh, Vicky, Vicky Meyers?
- Forget it!
Just forget it, okay?
- Okay, I was just asking.
- Okay.
- So, you wanna hang out a little?
- I'm not in the mood, really.
- Come on, we'll have some fun.
Pick up some chicks?
- Maybe some other time, okay, Shooter?
You can have the rest if you want.
- Okay, suit yourself.
But, I'll tell you one thing.
In about 15 minutes,
I'm gonna be surrounded
by tons of horny women begging for it.
- What are you talking about?
- Well, you've heard of Osco's right?
- [Sam] The male stripper place?
Why would you wanna go in there?
- No, Sam, you don't go in there.
You go in there.
(dramatic music)
- I don't get it.
- Sam, it's called overflow.
You see the women, they
go in there, right?
They get really drunk.
Can't find a man in there.
So, they go in there.
And believe me, Sammy,
after that show they got
only one thing (sniffing)
on their minds.
- How do you know all this?
- I saw it on TV.
- Oh.
(rock music)
(balls clicking)
- Hey, man, send over another pitcher!
(rock music)
- Wanna a refill, baby?
(rock music)
(doors squeaking)
I know your dreams,
where they come from
- That's the kid I was telling you about.
I know the feeling
- Sam, come on.
We'll hang out here
till the women come in.
That way, we'll get first dibs.
I say the right things
- So, you got a quarter?
At the right time
- Don't worry, we'll take care of him.
I may get anxious
- I don't know about
this place, Shooter.
- Sam, will you relax?
Look, the ladies will be here any second.
Understand exactly who I am
- There's no girls coming in here.
Look, I'm going.
- Sam, wait, don't go.
- Man, I need you here.
- Why?
- It's easier when you work in pairs.
- Come on, Shooter.
- Sam, wait!
- What's bothering you?
You can run-
- Nothing.
And you'll come back
Well, it's just that...
Look, Sam, I gotta use the room tonight.
I gotta show the guys I can do it.
What you like
Do you understand?
I'm the one
- Yeah.
You're my world
You are my own
(rock guitar music)
(girls laughing)
Don't be shy
You don't take a chance
- See? What did I tell you?
Don't you have to swim
Well, wish me luck.
(breath freshener squirting)
Stranger smile
- You know you're gonna do?
- Look, I haven't been hanging around Mick
all this time for nothing.
Oh baby, you so exciting
- You sure about this?
- But just sit back
I'll make your fantasies
And watch the man operate.
Come true the moment I touch you
(rock music)
'Cause I'm what
- Hi!
What your momma warned you about
How was the show?
And I'm what
- It was all right.
Knows you inside out
- I uh, hear it's gets
to be pretty hot stuff.
Don't you come back
- It gets pretty hot all right.
You know that I know
Just what you like
- So uh...
You wanna go outside with me?
- What for?
Your mama warned
- Well, my car's there.
You about
- So?
- So, I figured maybe
we could go for a ride.
- [Woman] Oh, yeah?
- Yeah!
Huh, see I know this motel.
- Really?
(Shooter chuckling)
What did you have in mind?
- Oh, you know.
- So, you think you're
old enough to handle it?
- [Shooter] Yeah.
- You're awful sure of
yourself, aren't you?
- Got a reason to be.
- [Woman] What's that?
- Huh... huge!
'Cause I'm the one
- Can I see it?
You're momma warned you about
- What?
- Show me!
And I'm the one
- You mean here?
Who knows you inside out
- Yeah. We're all grownups. Come on!
(girls laughing)
- Oh, come on you guys,
is this some kind of joke?
- You're the joke.
(Shooter clearing throat)
- Friend of yours?
- Good friends.
- Wait a second, I thought
you were Linda Fields...
I thought she was Linda Fields,
this girl I once grew up with.
I, I feel like such a jerk.
Sam, I was wrong, it's not her.
I'll just be going now.
- Not yet.
- You still got something
you gotta show them.
- [Shooter] Uh... Sam?
- [Man] Take 'em off.
- Sam!
- What are you waiting for, dickhead?
- Uh, hi... um... he didn't
mean anything by that.
We'll just leave, okay?
We'll just be-
- You fucks are going nowhere.
- We're not looking for trouble.
- Oh, but you found some now, didn't 'ya?
Let's see what you got, sweet lips.
(Sam groaning)
(punch thudding)
- Oh, shit.
(rock music)
(footsteps scuffling)
(door squeaking)
(rock guitar music)
- Shit.
Where did those guys go?
- You wanna go look for 'em?
- Ah, fuck it.
Let's go back and get those
beers that Matt promised us.
I'm the one
You know that son of a
bitch actually hurt me.
(men chuckling)
Your momma warned
I know your dreams, I hope you
- [Shooter] Are they coming?
- [Sam] I don't know, why don't you look?
- [Shooter] I'm not gonna look, you look.
- [Sam] I'm not gonna look.
Why don't we just wait
here another minute?
- [Shooter] Hey, Sam?
Do you think you can tell the
guys I used the room tonight?
(car humming)
(ignition shutting out)
(Sam sighing)
(door clicking)
- Oh, God, he left the lights on.
(footsteps rustling)
Mick, are you in there?
(door clicking)
(linens rustling)
(earrings clicking)
- You looking for these?
I was wondering why you
were acting so strange.
You got a pretty slick
operation going here.
- Dad, I-
- We'll talk about it tomorrow.
When you're done cleaning up,
don't forget to turn out the lights.
(solemn music)
(rock music)
Well give me a P
P
Give me an A
A
Give me an R
R
A T
T
A Y
Y
What do we got
(rock music)
- Hey, Sam!
- Hey, slugger!
You punched out a real mother last night.
- I didn't know you were
such a badass, Kehoe.
- You take a look at this stitch.
What do you think, Dan,
should we bronze this thing?
- I don't know, Mick,
I wouldn't mention it.
- Look, I haven't got much
time, I gotta talk to you.
- Yeah, about what?
- About the room.
My dad knows.
- Knows what?
- Everything.
- Shit. How did he find out?
- He caught me in the room
last night cleaning up.
Party till we die
We're gonna party till we die
I told you to be careful.
You left the lights on, the door unlocked.
What did you think was gonna happen?
- All right, all right.
So, what's he gonna do?
- He's not gonna call our folks, is he?
- I don't know, I gotta talk to him later.
Party till we die
I mean, he wouldn't even
look at me this morning.
- I knew this wasn't gonna last.
- I don't know what I'm gonna do.
- Sam, you gotta stay cool no matter what.
- How am I supposed to do that?
- Do like the Russians, deny everything.
- Mick, this is serious!
(rock music vocals)
- Well, my folks have a guest house.
You can hang out there for a few days.
Honest.
- You guys are really a
big help, I gotta get-
- Sam! Wait a second.
You are gonna take care
of this, aren't you?
I mean, that room is perfect.
Party till we die
I hate to lose it.
Party
- Well, shit, Mick. What
do you want me to do?
- I don't care, make up some bullshit,
whatever it takes.
Party till we
P-A-R-T-Y
I'm counting on you.
We gonna party till we die
P-A-R-T-Y, we gonna party till we die
- I almost forgot.
Here-
- What's this?
- It's your girlfriend's earrings.
She left them in the room last night.
(rock music)
- Make sure she gets them.
- I'm really glad you called.
I feel so bad about last night.
- What happened?
- [Laura VO] I got back
together with my boyfriend.
- Oh, I see.
- [Laura VO] I'm sorry.
- Yeah, that makes two of us.
- Look... I know it was a
terrible thing to do to you.
Is there something I can do to make it up?
At least let me treat you to dinner.
We could do that, couldn't we?
- Yeah, I guess we could.
- I'd really like that.
Well, how about tonight?
- Tonight?
(Hawaiian music)
(hand thudding)
(Hawaiian music)
(can popping)
(Hawaiian music)
(birds chirping)
(Hawaiian music)
(birds chirping)
- Now, let's get something
straight right away, son.
Just because I postponed
our little meeting today,
doesn't mean I'm taking this lightly.
(Hawaiian music)
All right, let's have it.
- Have what?
- The story.
How long has this been going on?
- Oh, you mean with the honeymoon suite?
Uh, just a little while.
- Yeah, well, what does that mean?
A few days, a week, what?
- A couple of months.
- That long?
(Hawaiian music)
You have been filling
your weekends pretty good.
It has just been weekends, hasn't it?
- Yeah, pretty much.
You know, sometimes weeknights.
- Weeknights? What weeknights?
- Every night last week.
- Every night?
- Yeah, four times one night.
- Jesus Christ.
With the same girl?
- Oh, no, there were a
lot of different ones.
- [Harry] Well, how many?
- Eight, nine.
Something like that.
- My God.
What the hell are you,
some kind of sex fiend?
And think I was worried
about you meeting girls.
(Harry sarcastic chuckling)
(Hawaiian music)
- Wait, Dad, I don't think
you quite understand.
- Just hold on, I understand perfectly.
You've been fucking your
brains out in my fucking motel.
Boy, oh, boy.
(Hawaiian music)
What do you get 'em?
- Who?
- The girls?
They all do it, don't they?
Just like it says in "Newsweek?"
Boy, son, your generation
is something else.
(Hawaiian music)
Do you have any idea how
difficult it was for me
to get laid when I was your age?
(Hawaiian music)
Do you have any idea?
It was damn near impossible,
that's how difficult it was.
And now today, you kids-
- Dad, does this mean, um...
You're not mad about the room?
- I don't like it.
I'll have to think about it.
I'll have to give it some thought.
(Hawaiian music)
- Sam!
- Yeah?
- A girl named Laura called.
She said to come by at
seven, instead of eight.
Oh, and she said to bring your appetite.
(Hawaiian music)
- Son of a bitch.
- Anything wrong, dear?
- Uh, no. No, no.
(Hawaiian music)
(car humming)
(ignition shutting off)
(door clicking)
(footsteps tapping)
(crickets chirping)
(suspenseful music)
(Sam knocking)
(rock music)
- Hi.
- Hi, come on in.
(rock music)
(door clicking)
- Oh, nice place.
Sure is big.
- Yeah, sometimes I wish it was smaller.
- Yeah, I know the feeling.
- You live in a big place, too?
- Oh yeah, we got over 30 rooms.
- Wow, that's a mansion.
- Yeah, sort of.
(clock chiming)
You know you can't stand in my way
Need to shakin'
- Oh geez,
you didn't have to go to all this trouble.
- It was nothing, really.
Sit down.
We had some sushi left over from dinner.
So, I thought it would be different.
When you cut your heart in two
- Raw fish. My favorite.
- [Laura] Really?
- Oh yeah, we live on this stuff.
- Oh good, I wasn't sure.
Bad for you
Your ambition
Change, you don't want to do it
- You don't like it?
- Like it?
I love it.
It's so strange living without you
- [Laura] Do you want something to drink?
- Mm.
I can't, I won't
Oh no
I can't give it up
I won't give you up this way
No, no
I can't give it up
I won't give you up this way
(water pouring)
Not this way
- Thank you.
(rock music)
So, where are your folks?
- Oh, they took my brothers to the movies.
Try the fish eggs, they're
supposed to be great.
- Oh.
Don't be good
- [Laura] So, how is school treating you?
- Okay.
Don't you see
- Are you making many friends?
- [Sam] Yeah, a couple.
Change
- You know?
You don't do it
- I have a few girlfriends
I'm sure you'd like.
If you want, I'll introduce you to them.
It's so strange
- Sounds great.
Living without you
I can't, I won't, no, no, no
- I gotta go.
I can't give it up
- What?
I won't give you up
- Uh... this isn't right.
No, no, no
I don't belong here.
I can't give it up
- Well Sam, wait a minute.
Give you up this way
What's wrong?
(rock music)
- You know, I came here thinking that...
Look, you got a boyfriend.
And, I don't think I can be just a friend.
(door clicking)
(rock music)
(screen static)
(door clicking)
(crickets chirping)
(car starting)
When you cut your heart into
Split decision
- Do you mind if I come with you?
- I don't even know where I'm going.
Your ambition
- Well, we do have a date, don't we?
Change, you don't want to do it
Do you wanna get something to eat?
- What about the dinner you made?
It's so strange
- I hate that stuff.
Living without you.
- You do?
I can't, I won't
- It makes me gag.
(Sam chuckling)
- The whole thing was my mom's idea.
(Sam chuckling)
I can't give it up
I won't give you up
- You wanna get some burgers?
- Sure.
No, no, I can't give it
(pins dropping)
- Is everything okay?
- Yeah.
It's just that I've never
been taken on a date
to a bowling alley before.
- You're missing out.
You must be hanging out
with the wrong crowd.
- I guess so.
- You know what I like
most about these places?
- I can't imagine.
- You can always depend on them.
I mean, no matter what time you're in 'em.
They're always the same.
The food, the noise.
(pins dropping)
And, the people.
(pins dropping)
- You must of moved around a lot.
- Yeah.
- Isn't that hard?
- You get used to it.
(pins dropping)
Are you done?
Come on, we gotta get you a ball.
Here, let's see if this fits.
Like this.
- So, what does your father do, anyway?
- Oh, he's kind of in investments.
- Really? So's mine.
Maybe they know each other.
- No, I don't think so.
He sort of works out of the house.
Here, why don't you go first.
(pins dropping)
- Aren't you gonna give me any pointers?
- I don't bowl, I just
come here for the food.
Go! I have faith in you.
(Laura sighing)
(ball thudding)
(gentle music)
- I had a really good time tonight.
- Yeah, it was fun.
Look, you wanna go someplace else?
- Well, it's kind of late, I gotta go.
- Yeah, I'll walk you out.
(gentle music)
- Good night, Sam.
- Laura...
I really like you.
(gentle music)
(crickets chirping)
- I like you too, Sam.
Good night.
(crickets chirping)
(footsteps tapping)
(locker clicking)
- Hey, Sam!
So, what did your old man say?
What's he gonna do?
- I don't know.
He hasn't made up his mind yet.
- Well, did he say anything about us?
- Uh no, that's the whole thing.
He um... he thinks I'm the only
one that's using the room.
(all chuckling)
- No shit, that's great!
So that means we can still use it,
so as long as you're
working the front desk?
Right?
- Yeah, that could work.
- So, what do you say?
- About what?
- The room, tonight.
What do you think I'm talking about?
- Yeah, I guess so.
- Hey, take it easy, Sam.
(footsteps tapping)
(swingy music)
- Did you see Sam? He looked
depressed when he came in.
(swingy music)
- Don't worry about him.
He's got nothing to be depressed about.
(paper rustling)
(swingy music)
(chilling music)
(car horn beeping)
(chilling music)
(chilling music)
(Hawaiian music)
- What's wrong?
- Nothing.
- Nothing? Something's wrong.
You've been acting strange all night.
(Hawaiian music)
- I just don't feel
right about being here.
(Hawaiian music)
- What are you talking about?
- It's all this sneaking around, I guess.
- That didn't bother you the first time.
(Hawaiian music)
- Let's go, okay?
- Are you kidding?
Do you know what I went
through to get this place?
(Hawaiian music)
Okay. (sighing)
(Hawaiian music)
Can I at least have one more kiss?
(Hawaiian music)
(door clicking)
(Hawaiian music)
- So... how's it hanging?
Stud?
(Hawaiian music)
(Hawaiian music)
(Hawaiian music)
(door clicking)
(Hawaiian music)
(kiss pecking)
- I really love you.
(Hawaiian music)
(door clicking)
Kehoe?
What the hell you doing here?
- Get out.
- What are you talking about?
- You heard me, get out of here.
- If this is some kind of
a joke, I'm not laughing.
- It's no joke, I want
you out of here now.
- I don't believe this shit.
You better know what you're doing, Sam.
- This is your motel, Sam?
(Hawaiian music)
- You know him?
- From school.
(Hawaiian music)
- Sammy? I really underestimated you.
You've been doing some sneaking around
on your own, haven't you?
(Hawaiian music)
- Just take Laura and get out of here.
- No, why don't you and I
get a few things straight.
- Mick, what are you going to do?
(door slamming)
- All right, so what's
going on with you two?
- Nothing.
- Nothing?
That didn't look like nothing to me.
- Just leave, will 'ya?
- You don't understand.
If you want a date with her,
I'll set you up, you dumb shit.
It's no problem.
- You'd really do that?
- Yeah.
Look man, we got a sweet thing going here.
I don't wanna blow it.
- You know something, Mick,
you're the biggest fucking
asshole I ever met.
- Watch it, Kehoe. You're pushing it.
- Fuck you.
(Mick chuckling)
- All right, if that's the way you feel.
(Mick groaning)
Fuck!
(punch thudding)
(Mick clunking)
Goddamn!
My nose! You broke my fucking nose!
(door clicking)
Laura! He broke my fucking nose.
(door clicking)
(dramatic music)
- Laura, I-
- [Guest] There's a fight.
(dramatic music)
Who is it?
- [Guest 2] I don't know.
(dramatic music)
(guests whispering)
- Son... let's chat.
- [Guest] Who's the girl?
- [Guest 2] I don't know!
(guests whispering)
Find it alone
That's what, again
You stripped the flesh
right off of your bone
Don't say, "Well, it's me"
(students laughing)
But it gives a good
impression of a loser
Although it feels
like a man, we belong
(footsteps tapping)
- [Sam] Hi, Danny.
(footsteps tapping)
- Hey, slugger, wait up!
- Oh, hey, Shooter.
I thought I was off-limits, or something.
- To some people.
You know, that punch
just made a lot of noise.
- Yeah, I figured it would.
- Did you see Mick's nose?
- Bad?
- Totally.
Did you really sucker punch him?
- Oh, man.
- Yeah, it sounded like Mick's bullshit.
By the way, about the other night...
I forgot to thank you.
I owe you one.
- You would of done the same for me.
(jet plane rumbling)
(gentle music)
- I heard a lot about this car.
(gentle music)
- I'm sure everyone's
got a few laughs on it.
Hey, uh, look, I'm sorry about last night.
I didn't mean to embarrass you.
(gentle music)
- Sam-
- What?
(gentle music)
- Nothing.
Did you get in much trouble last night?
- Hey look, Mick's
probably waiting for 'ya.
(car door clicking)
I gotta get going.
(gentle music)
(car door clicking)
- Sam?
- Yeah?
- I wish things could of been different.
(gentle music)
- So do I.
Oh, here, I think this is yours.
(car starting)
(gentle music)
(Mick knocking)
- Door's open.
- (chuckling) What the hell
happened to you, Thurster?
- Oh, it was a little accident.
I thought you might wanna know
there's some student
that's been going around
bragging about how well
he knows your wife.
- What are you talking about?
- I don't know.
Something about taking a shower with her?
- What's his name?
(cart rattling)
- Sam!
You uh... finished down here yet?
- I've got one more room to do.
(Harry blowing)
Good.
As soon as you're through,
you can start upstairs.
(footsteps tapping)
(traffic buzzing)
(Sam sighing)
(cart rattling)
(door chiming)
- Can I get you one?
- No thanks, that's all right.
How long is this gonna go on?
- [Harry] Well, he's just getting started.
- [Mom] Don't you think
you're being a little
too hard on him?
- Hey, I'm not the one
who turned the motel
into a teeny-bopper whorehouse.
Free of charge, I might add.
- It's hard to believe Sam
would do a thing like this.
- Yeah, well,
don't underestimate the
teenage mind, my dear.
- Maybe you should have a talk with him.
- About what?
- I don't know.
You've been working so hard at the motel,
trying to make it work.
(traffic honking)
Well, it was just a thought.
(footsteps tapping)
(door squeaking)
(bell chiming)
(door clicking)
(cart rattling)
It's stacked against
The door
- You know, I heard my folks talking about
going away to Palm Springs this weekend.
That means we'll have
the place to ourselves.
What's wrong?
It cuts me like a razor
- Nothing, I don't know.
I think I really need 'ya
- [Mick] It's like,
you're not interested.
I thought the whole idea was
you hated sneaking around.
- Yeah, I know, but-
- But what?
(rock music)
It's Kehoe, isn't it?
I'm aching bad
- No.
- It doesn't matter either way.
He's getting his tonight.
- [Laura] What do you mean?
- Don't worry, you'll see.
- Why can't you just leave him alone?
- After what he did to me?
I'll handle this my way.
- You always do, Mick.
(rock music)
- Debbie!
Hi!
- [Debbie] I couldn't get a
hold of you this weekend, Mick.
So bad
- Now I know why.
The night is yours
Hi, Laura.
Now but it ain't
Gonna last
- What are you doing here?
Somebody's gonna hold you
- Just getting a bite to eat
I'm alive and breathing
- With Danny.
But I won't get mad.
- God, Mick. Your nose looks terrible.
It must really hurt.
Well, I better leave you two alone
and get back to my date.
(glass rattling)
I will knock at your door
At a quarter of four
I don't know what this is all about,
but, I'm gonna find out.
I'll be right back.
That won't disappear
Baby, don't you understand
- Danny!
I wanna talk to you.
Your my woman
And I'm your man
Right now!
(rock guitar music)
- I'll be back in a second.
(rock guitar music)
- What the fuck's going on?
What are you doing here with Debbie?
- I'm not-
- Don't give me that shit.
You go behind my back.
- Mick, you got it all wrong.
(rock guitar music)
Besides, you're going out with Laura.
- Debbie is still mine. You understand?
(rock guitar music)
- Hey, Mick! You know,
you can't have everybody.
I won't get mad
I won't get sad
Baby, you get mad
I get even
(Sam sighing)
(door clicking)
- Relax.
(door shutting)
You know, it used to be
things were black and white.
If you did something
wrong, you paid for it.
Now, everything's all fucked up.
Everyone's partially to blame.
- Dad, what are you talking about?
- Uh... your mother seems to think that uh,
you and I don't really communicate.
How do you feel?
Hm.
Well, anyway, she wanted me
to start making an effort.
So... here I am.
Anytime you wanna talk,
I'm ready to listen.
(traffic honking)
(Laura knocking)
There's a girl standing
outside your window.
- Laura! Is it all right?
(door clicking)
- Honey! He's doing it again!
(door shutting)
- Hi.
- Hi, Sam.
Can I talk to you?
(door clicking)
- Yeah.
(footsteps tapping)
What's going on?
- I wanted to warn you about Mick.
I think he's gonna do something.
- Well, thanks, but
what can he possibly do?
(vehicle skidding)
Oh shit! Come on, let's get out of here.
(door slamming)
- Hey!
(footsteps tapping)
- Hi.
You are dog meat, Kehoe.
(footsteps tapping)
- So, you're Kehoe?
That's a grade warning.
You're flunking my class.
I wanna see you start
showing up, understand?
- Wait a second. Is that
all you're gonna do?
- To him.
But for you, I got big plans.
There's two sides to
every story, Thurster.
And, I just heard the other one.
- It was a joke, we were just having fun.
Tell him!
- I'm sure you can talk your
way out of this one, Mick.
- Come on, Thurster.
- Hey, watch the nose, huh?
- Get in the truck.
- Hey, you're pissing me off!
- You guys break up again?
- You're gonna regret this.
I know people.
- Save the bullshit, Thurster.
(truck starting)
(truck skidding)
- What are you looking at, dear?
- We definitely lost control.
(traffic honking)
(gentle music)
- So, what do you think of the mansion?
- 30 rooms, right?
(gentle music)
It's a home.
(gentle music)
So, do you think you'll
be here for awhile?
(gentle music)
- I hope so.
- I hope so, too.
You wouldn't feel like going
bowling again, would 'ya?
- (chuckling) Well, uh, I'm
kind of permanently grounded.
I wish I could, though.
- Here.
(keys jangling)
Take the car. What the hell?
You run the whole goddamn place, anyway.
(keys jangling)
(traffic honking)
(door chiming)
- He gave me the keys to the wagon.
(keys jangling)
(Sam sighing)
- So?
(gentle music)
(doors clicking)
(radio scanning)
(rock guitar music)
(car revving)
- [Sam] I just wonder who
told the coach about Mick?
So I'm told
Like a fool just leaves me cold
I want your love and nothing less
'Cause baby, I'm a mess
Possessed
One track mind
You know I got a one track mind
And you're the one that's on my mind
I gotta get to you
Won't stop until I do
I got a one track mind
And like a track bell, kick, kick
(door squeaking)
I need you now, I need you quick
In the dark, or in the light
I gotta get close to you tonight-ight
One track mind
You know I got a one track mind
And you're the one that's on my mind
I gotta get to you
(Hawaiian music)
- I love it.
- [Laura] Do you want something to drink?
- Mm.
(Hawaiian music)
- This isn't a game you're
playing with me, is it Mick?
(Hawaiian music)
- Yeah, she's the greatest. I love her.
(Hawaiian music)
- So, how's it hanging... stud?
(Hawaiian music)
- Debbie is still mine, you understand?
(Hawaiian music)
- Hey Mick, you know you
can't have everybody.
(Hawaiian music)
- (chuckling) Huge.
(Hawaiian music)
- God, Mick, your nose looks terrible.
It must really hurt.
(Hawaiian music)
(door clicking)
- Who the (beep) are you?
(Hawaiian music)
- A girl named Laura called.
She said to come by at
seven instead of eight.
(Hawaiian music)
Oh, and she said to bring your appetite.
(Hawaiian music)
(rock music)
I'm on edge, nerves are raw
You got me aching to break the law
Of sneaking into some motel
We become as hot as hell
Out of sight, out of mind
That's what they say,
but I'm not blind
I've memorized your every move
All I think of is loving you oo
One track mind
You know I got a one track mine
You're the one that's on my mind
I gotta get to you
Won't stop until I do
I got a one track mind
Got a one track mind
Love's a game
So I'm told
Like a fool, just leaves me cold
I want your love and nothing less
'Cause baby I'm a mess
Possessed
One track mind
You know I got a one track mind
And you're the one that's on my mind
I gotta get to you
Won't stop until I do
I got a one track mind
And like a track bell kick kick
I need you now, I need you quick
In the dark or in the light
I gotta get close to you tonight-ight
One track mind, you know I
(rock guitar music)
I'm on edge, nerves are raw
You got me aching to break the law
By sneaking into some motel
We become and it's hot as hell
Out of sight, out of mind
That's what they say,
but I'm not blind
I've memorized your every move
All I think is loving you oo
One track mind
You know I got a one track mind
And you're the one who's on my mind
I gotta get to you
Won't stop until I do
I got a one track mind
Got a one track mind
(rock guitar music)
Love's a game, so I'm told
Like a fool, just leaves me cold
I want your love, and nothing less
'Cause baby, I'm a mess
Possessed
One track mind, you know
I got a one track mind
(Hawaiian music)
(champagne pouring)
(Hawaiian music)
(glasses clinking)
(Hawaiian music)
(Hawaiian music continues)
(glass clicking)
(Hawaiian music continues)
(Hawaiian music continues)
(couple moaning)
(Hawaiian music continues)
(couple moaning)
(bed squeaking)
(items rattling)
(Hawaiian music)
(bed squeaking)
(couple moaning)
(couple moaning)
(bed squeaking)
(couple moaning)
(bed squeaking)
(couple moaning)
(bed squeaking)
(alarm clocking ringing)
(Sam sighing)
- [TV VO] Now, what I would do,
I would use as a type of-
- Good morning, dear.
- Good morning.
- You look tired, Sam.
Didn't you get any sleep last night?
- Nope.
- [Mom] You must be excited
about starting a new school, hm?
- Nope.
- Now Sam, everything is
gonna turn out just fine,
you'll see.
(TV blaring)
- I'm almost in the
middle of my senior year.
- [Mom] You'll make new friends, dear.
- Where did I hear that before?
(TV blaring)
- Mm.
Your father has decided
to let you take the car
to school today.
- Oh, yeah?
- [Mom] Mm-hm.
- Dad? Mom told me you're
gonna let me take the car?
(car horn honking)
- That's right.
(keys jangling)
- These aren't the keys to the Cougar.
(traffic honking)
- C'mon, son.
I got a surprise for you.
(traffic honking)
You're gonna love this.
(traffic honking)
(Dad knocking)
Ain't she a beauty?
Came with the motel.
(Dad knocking)
- You expect me to drive this thing?
(traffic honking)
- It runs, why not?
- Because, it's ridiculous.
I thought I was gonna get the Cougar.
- That's mine.
Come here.
I tell you what... you
take the wagon to school,
and, I'll give you the Cougar on weekends.
Fair enough?
- Do I have a choice?
(traffic honking)
- No.
Hey, uh, better get some
sleep. You look like shit.
- I wanna talk to you about that.
(traffic honking)
(door clicking)
(traffic honking)
Dad, you can't rent out that room anymore.
Especially to newlyweds.
- But, it's the honeymoon suite.
- It's also right above my room.
(footsteps stomping)
- I'll see what I can so.
(traffic honking)
(car revving)
(rock music)
(rock music continues)
(vehicle rumbling)
(rock music)
(bolt twisting)
(rock music)
(rock music continues)
(door clicking)
(rock music)
(birds chirping)
(student knocking)
(rock music)
- Hey, Mick, this is a
20, you promised me 30.
(rock music)
- You spelled my name wrong.
It's supposed to have one "I', not two.
- But, I worked all
weekend on that report.
(window humming)
(rock music)
(birds chirping)
Asshole.
(students chattering)
- Uh, excuse me. I'm sorry.
Pardon me.
(students chattering)
(students chattering)
(lockers clacking)
- [Mick] Hey, Vicky? Seen your sister?
- Maybe.
- Come on, I'm in a hurry.
- She went to class already.
- Why didn't she wait for me?
- Maybe because you didn't
call her last night.
- I was real busy.
- I bet you were.
- [Principal] Thurster!
- I'll catch you later.
(students chattering)
(Sam and teacher chattering)
- You wanted me, Mr. Carr?
- Oh, Mick, this is Sam Kehoe.
He's new.
He needs someone to show him
the way to his first class.
- Mr. Carr, I'm running a little late.
Can you get somebody else?
- I'll write you a note.
(footsteps tapping)
(students chattering)
- Sophomores.
Punks.
- How's it going?
- Asshole.
Where you from?
- Washington, up north.
- Oh, yeah?
- Hi, Nick.
- Yeah, we move around a lot.
- No, kidding. Hey, Debbie!
(students chattering)
Deb... I tried to call you last night,
but your line was busy.
- I have call waiting.
- Oh.
Well, actually, I got caught
up in this history report.
- Is that supposed to
make everything all right?
- Look, all right, I know I screwed up.
I'll make it up to you. Promise.
(students chattering)
- Who's your friend?
- My friend?
Oh! He's just some new kid that
I'm supposed to show around.
Deb, would you hand this in for me?
I'll see you inside.
- Don't be long, okay?
- Okay.
(students chattering)
(footsteps tapping)
So, what were you saying?
- I was telling you where I was from.
- Oh yeah, right.
Look, you can pretty much find
your way around without me.
Just keep going straight,
and you'll bump right into it, okay?
(students chattering)
- Mick? Do you know you
spelled your name wrong?
- Did I really?
(bell ringing)
It's all illusion
It's all an illusion
Thinking you're the only one
It's all an illusion
Thinking it's all systems
Pure excitement
Just one
- Excuse me. Uh, excuse me?
You didn't happen to see an ID card
lying around here, did you?
- Uh, no, I don't think so.
- I was sitting here last period,
and I know I had it with me then.
(papers rustling)
Maybe I left it somewhere else.
- What's your name, in case I find it?
- Laura. Laura Phillips.
- Hi, my name is Sam.
- Hi, Sam. I haven't seen you
around here before, have I?
- Uh, no, I'm new. I just started.
- So, how do you like it here?
- Oh, it's okay.
Uh, you sure you left it around here?
- Yeah. (chuckling)
But, don't worry about it, I gotta go.
Sorry to bother you.
- It was no bother.
- Yeah, forget it.
Every guy in school is after her.
- I can believe that.
God, she's beautiful.
- That's the problem.
- What do you mean?
- Her boyfriend thinks so, too.
- Yeah... figures.
(students chattering)
(footsteps clicking)
(Sam rustling)
(students chattering)
(footsteps clacking)
- Thurster!
(footsteps clacking)
I'm glad you could join us.
You may not be aware of this.
But there are times during the day
when I like to come out here.
To be alone, to get away from things.
In fact, I like to think of this place
as my own personal retreat.
So, you can imagine my surprise
when I discovered someone
else was using it.
You can also imagine my surprise
when I laid down to take
a nap, as I often do,
and found myself covered
with pecker tracks.
- What?
- Pecker tracks!
And, right where I laid my face.
You know something, fellas?
I'm really upset.
- So, why you telling us?
- Because the only thing
you give a rat's ass about,
Thurster, is getting your cane varnished.
And, I just got this ugly, little feeling
that you had something to do with this.
- Well, I hate to disappoint
you, Coach Martins,
but I spent the whole weekend
doing my history report.
- Save the bullshit for your girlfriends.
Now, let me make this real clear.
I don't want anyone ever
using this place again.
Do we understand each other?
- Yes, sir.
- Yes, sir.
- Thurster?
(traffic honking)
(footsteps tapping)
- [Friend] Laura! Come on!
(footsteps tapping)
(horn tooting)
(car starting)
(footsteps tapping)
(car revving)
(car alarm sounding)
(swanky dinner music)
- You know? I really
think we hit it this time.
(swanky dinner music)
No, I really do.
I think this Hawaiian stuff is gonna sell.
(swanky dinner music)
Of course, I still think it
needs some personal touches.
Maybe a couple of live
birds, some vegetation.
What do you think, son?
(swanky dinner music)
- Harry, you haven't asked
Sam a thing about school.
(swanky dinner music)
- Hm.
So, uh, how'd school go? All right?
- Yeah, it went okay.
- Mm-hm.
Classes okay?
- Yeah.
- [Harry] How about the kids,
did you get along with them?
- Yeah, they're okay.
- See, everything's okay.
Sam, what do you think about a waterfall
right next to the garden.
You know, tropical waterfall.
- Dad?
Can we talk about the wagon?
- [Harry] The wagon? Sure.
- I don't wanna drive it anymore.
- We have a deal.
- [Sam] I know, but-
- But what? A deal is a deal.
- Harry, let him take the Cougar one day.
- Honey, will you please
let me handle this?
Sam and I, we understand each other.
- Dad, it's unsafe. The
thing is a deathtrap.
- [Harry] What are you
talking about, what's wrong?
- Well, I think the brakes are going.
The tires are all bald.
- [Harry] That's it?
- Yeah.
(swanky dinner music)
- Consider it fixed.
Where was I? Oh, yeah.
I got this idea about
putting some palm trees
around the pool.
You know, give it the paradise
look. What do you think, Sam?
Sam?
(swanky dinner music)
What's wrong with him?
(door closing)
(alarm clock ticking)
(clothing thumping)
(Sam thudding)
(couple moaning)
(bed squeaking)
(car rumbling)
Gotta get you
(dialogue drained out by music)
On the same wavelength
Hey, hut! Hike!
(device beeping)
He's at the 40!
Show's up, one catch.
Guys get the money, he's faking the goal.
- All right, play more (indistinct).
- You're on, baby!
(device beeping)
Across from the mid-field, strike!
(indistinct)
(rock music vocals)
It's a race to the end zone!
Touchdown! (cheering)
(rock music)
Cough it up, suckers.
- Put it on my tab.
- On what tab?
(rock music)
- What would you do with
the money, anyway, Shooter?
- Buy some drugs! (laughing)
- Get a load of that!
(car skidding)
Paradise Motel? Is that what it said?
- [Shooter] Yeah.
- [Thurster] I think I know that guy.
- [Shooter] You're kidding?
(car idling)
(car horn beeping)
(doors clicking)
- Hey, how's it going?
(car door clicking)
- [Sam] Good.
- I see you made it through the first day
of school all right.
- Yeah.
- Hey, I'm sorry I wasn't
friendly to you yesterday,
you being new and all.
But, I was in a real hurry.
- Oh, that's okay.
- Your name is?
- Sam.
- Sam, I'm Mick. This
is Danny and Shooter.
- Hey, how you doing?
- Hi.
- Uh, we couldn't help but
notice your transportation.
- [Sam] Oh, it's my dad's new motel.
- Oh Sam, she's cute.
(guys chuckling)
A free lei with every stay? Is that true?
- Uh, look, I'm gonna be late.
- Sam, about your dad's motel?
What would you say about
renting out one of his rooms?
- Well, that's what we're
in the business for.
- I don't think you know what I mean.
Come on, let's talk.
- You think he'll go for it?
- Yeah, he cries and gets
what he wants, doesn't he?
- Yeah.
- Come on.
- No way.
- Why not?
- Why should I? I don't
even know you guys.
- You'll get to know us.
I mean, we'll hang out
together, we'll party together.
We'll even throw in a few
bucks. Whatever it takes.
- I'm not interested.
- What is it?
Are you afraid of a little
excitement? A little intrigue?
Come on, what are we talking
about here? A few hours?
- Like I said, I'm not interested.
- Well wait, don't be so hasty.
We can work something out, I'm sure of it.
- Mick!
Come on!
(footsteps tapping)
- Look, a new school can
be an awful lonely place.
(friends chattering)
But, it doesn't have to be.
I wanna live it all
night, It'll be all right
We'll go out and play
until the rainbow light
Bring them on in the middle of night
Susie, Susie, Susie
(record clicking)
- What are you doing?
You're supposed to help me at the desk.
- I'll be there in a minute.
- Well, make it snappy,
will 'ya? I need a break.
Goddamn room is a mess.
What's this?
You haven't even unpacked yet.
- I was waiting to see if
we were gonna move again.
- Now, don't get smart with me.
You know why we moved, we
did it for all our benefit.
- Sure wasn't for mine.
- Look, all I'm asking you
to do is make the best of it.
All right?
- All right.
- Oh, about the wagon.
I took care of tires.
And, there was nothing
wrong with the brakes.
(keys jangling)
(door clicking shut)
(clock ticking)
(bolt rattling)
- Oh, shit. It's soldered.
(Sam punching)
(clunking head)
Ow!
(door clicking shut)
(foot kicking)
(door clicking)
(footsteps tapping)
(paper rustling)
- Sam?
(footsteps tapping)
- Hey, Sammy, how you doing?
- Hey, Sam.
- So what do you say
we hit the beach, huh?
(rock music)
- [Sam] Hey, how did you
guys get me out of class?
- [Mick] The secretary is
a close, personal friend.
(rock music)
(arcade game music)
(rock music)
(money slapping)
- Thanks.
- [Mick] Hey, you want
some fries with this?
- [Shooter] Hey, here's a Coke, Sam.
(upbeat music)
- Come on you guys, what is this?
- What?
- We're just having some fun.
(upbeat music)
- Look, I told you. There's no way.
- I understand.
- No, you don't understand.
I like all this, okay?
But I cannot get you a room.
- Uh-ha.
Play the game, Sam.
(upbeat music)
- Uh, hey, Dad?
Can I talk to you about
the honeymoon suite?
- What about it?
- Uh... you're still renting it out.
- And?
- You know, I'm trying to
make the best of things.
But, it's kind of hard
when I can't get any sleep.
What do you say?
(Dad sighing)
(papers rustling)
- All right, I'll keep it empty.
But you know, this is gonna cost me money.
- I know.
- I'll take care of it.
Your welcome!
- Thanks.
(footsteps tapping)
(head clunking)
- Ow! Damn!
(car honking)
(Hawaiian music)
(car honking)
(Hawaiian music)
(ominous music)
(guys laughing)
- Quiet!
My folks will hear us!
- Hey, relax.
(Hawaiian music)
(door clicking)
(Hawaiian music)
(keys jangling)
- Sam!
Sam!
(traffic honking)
(keys jangling)
(door creaking)
(Hawaiian music)
(door clicking)
(Hawaiian music)
- I don't think he saw us.
(Hawaiian music)
- Hey! How about a little privacy?
(Hawaiian music)
- I hope you like the room.
- Aloha, Sam.
(Hawaiian music)
(door clicking)
(traffic humming)
(suspicious music)
(suspicious music)
(suspicious music)
(suspicious music)
(door bell chiming)
(Hawaiian music)
(door clicking)
(Hawaiian music)
(door clicking)
(toilet flushing)
(Hawaiian music)
- Hey, Dad, what's up?
- I've been looking all over
for you. Everything okay?
- Yeah. Why?
- Well, there's some
broken glass out there
in the courtyard.
Never mind, I'll pick it up myself.
- No! It's okay. I'll do it.
(Hawaiian music)
- Okay.
(door bell chiming)
(glass clinking)
(rock music)
Lolita, you wear a thin disguise
Burning looks with your bedroom eyes
When you gonna look at me
Lolita
School rumors, they're
going through the hall
Every teacher is at your beck and call
When you gonna beckon me
Lolita
- Hey, Sam?
Each night
Are you enjoying yourself?
- (chuckling) Are you kidding?
- You want another beer?
(water splashing)
- Your parents don't mind
you drinking like this?
- It comes when they're not here.
- Too bad that's not more often, huh?
I hear things went great last night.
- Smooth as silk.
- We got big plans for
everyone, don't we, Sam?
- I guess so.
- You know, we just might have
to work out a weekly rate.
- (laughing) I told 'ya,
I don't want your money.
- Why not?
I'd take it.
- You're my friends, right?
- Right.
Lolita
You'll all right, Sam.
Lo lo lo Lolita
- So Sam, do you think maybe
sometime I can use the room?
- Sure, no problem.
(water rustling)
- Me, too?
- What do you need the room for?
You can jack off at home.
(all laughing)
(water rustling)
- What do you think about Sam?
- He's nice.
- Well, I think he's cute.
Talk
(rock music)
- Hey.
I'd go for it, if I were you.
Each night
- She's pretty hot, isn't she?
- Yeah, and she's been asking about you.
Right, Danny?
- Yeah, you know what that means.
- No. What does that mean?
Say Lolita, you're lovely
- Hey, guys!
Who has the suntan lotion?
You're doing damage
You're doing it in style
- I got it!
(water rustling)
With your killer smile
Smile a little smile for me
Lolita
Uh, here it is.
- Thanks! Can you rub some on me?
- Sure.
Uh, Vicky?
- [Vicky] Yes?
- Are you doing anything later?
- Why, what did you wanna do?
Lolita
(Hawaiian music)
- And, one for you.
And, one for you.
And by the way,
there will be Mai Tai's
delivered to your room shortly.
Compliments of the motel.
And, an authentic pineapple for
the little ones. (chuckling)
In our own humble way,
we wanna make your stay
here at the Paradise,
truly a night in paradise.
Aloha! (chuckling)
Where the hell are you going?
- I got a date.
- No, shit? With a girl?
- Yeah. Her name is Vicky.
(Hawaiian music)
Uh, could you give me the
car keys to the Cougar?
(Hawaiian music)
- It's a little late, isn't it?
- We got a special arrangement.
(women whispering)
(Hawaiian music)
(keys jangling)
(Hawaiian music)
- [Both] Have a nice time!
(Hawaiian music)
(door chiming)
(Hawaiian music)
Lightening is striking
From out of the blue
Tonight is electric
I know where it's leading to
Don't want to say a word
It's right there in your eyes
The flashing with a passion
Is lighting up the sky
- Honey, what's wrong?
- It's no good.
(kiss pecking)
- You wanna talk about it?
- That doesn't help.
Let me get something to eat.
(crickets chirping)
- Come on!
(crickets chirping)
(suspenseful music)
(door clicking)
(suspenseful music)
(TV clicking)
(tape clicking)
(swanky music)
- [Man VO] Hey baby,
you really keep yourself
in shape, don't you?
(swanky music)
You represent our station house real well.
(swanky music)
(crickets chirping)
(Sam tapping)
- Vicky?
(crickets chirping)
(suspenseful music)
(window sliding)
(crickets chirping)
(suspenseful music)
(Sam thudding)
(Sam groaning)
(crickets chirping)
(suspenseful music)
(shower knob squeaking)
(suspenseful music)
(crickets chirping)
(water running)
Vicky?
(water running)
Vicky?
(clothing rustling)
(shoes thudding)
(clothes rustling)
(water running)
(husband knocking)
- [Husband] Honey?
You'll never guess what came up.
(water running)
(wife gasping)
- Who the fuck are you?
(dramatic music)
- I think I'm at the wrong shower.
(door thudding)
(dramatic music)
(door slamming)
- Shit!
That son of a bitch!
(suspenseful music)
Come here, you punk!
(suspenseful music)
Get out of here!
(suspenseful music)
If I get my hands on
you, you son of a bitch,
I'm gonna fuck you right up!
(suspenseful music)
Come back here, you!
Come here, you!
(auto horn beeping)
(van skidding)
- Get in!
(door sliding)
(suspenseful music)
(man muttering)
(suspenseful music)
(door sliding)
(van skidding)
- [Man] You son of a bitch!
Come back here!
If I get my hands on your
legs, I'm gonna break 'ya!
Come back here, you dirty!
- Oh, God, if you guys hadn't come by!
(all laughing)
You set me up! You set me...
What's going on!
- Hey Sam, mellow out, will 'ya?
This is California.
Besides, I had a little score to settle
with Coach Martins, anyway.
And I figured since he didn't know you-
- That was the coach?
You telling me the trouble
is the girl next door
I'm supposed to start a
class with him next week!
(Mick laughing)
I can see a thousand
- Nice legs, Sam.
- Stop it, will 'ya!
(all chucking)
You know I could of gotten killed?
- No way! We would of stepped in.
Really.
(rock music vocals)
(Vicky giggling)
(rock music vocals)
(all laughing)
(rock music vocals)
(van skidding)
Let's get together
- See you later, Sam!
Better late than never
I wanna juice it up
- Be back in an hour!
(van revving)
- I've never done it in a motel before.
Well, maybe once.
(guys laughing)
- So, weekends off!
(rock music)
(guys chattering)
(rock music)
(rock music)
- Oh, he-ho, he-ho,
oh, he-ho, he-ho, he-ho
(rock music)
- [Mick] Hee-haw!
Good, huh?
Not the whole thing!
If you let it out, don't eat it.
(guys laughing)
Best friends
(rock music)
(door squeaking)
The best friends
(door clicking)
- So, how long you've known Debbie?
- A few months.
- [Sam] You really know how to pick 'em.
- Yeah. She's the greatest.
I love her.
Best friends
(door squeaking)
To the best friends
(door clicking)
(rock music)
- [Student] Hi, Coach.
- [Student 2] Hi.
(rock music)
(locker door slamming)
- Hi, Coach.
(rock music)
(Sam knocking)
(door squeaking)
(rock music)
(door clicking)
- [Sam] You've known Danny long?
- Since grammar school.
Our dads work together
in the same law firm.
- How about Shooter?
- He's a cousin... distant.
Very distant.
- Hey, Barbara! What are you doing later?
Do you wanna come to my house and study?
- Drop dead!
(rock music)
- Fine, fine, no problem. Ssh.
(rock music)
(dreamy music)
- Mick, you ever like someone,
but were afraid they didn't like you?
(rock music)
- No.
A word of advice, Sam.
Don't get involved in
that kind of a situation.
You can only get hurt.
- Yeah, you're probably right.
- What does she look like?
(rock music)
- [Sam] She's really pretty.
- (chuckling) In that
case, forget the advice.
(both laughing)
(rock music)
(Sam knocking)
(rock music)
(Sam knocking)
(door jangling)
(door squeaking)
(rock music)
- Your name's Sam?
- Yeah.
- Terrific place you got here.
(rock music)
(door clicking)
(rock music)
(rock music)
(door squeaking)
(rock music)
(door clicking)
Best friends
To the best friends
(door clicking)
(door squeaking)
It's easy to make best friends
(footsteps tapping)
- Hey, Kehoe!
Woo-hoo! You're really
looking good these days.
Where did you get the new clothes?
- Oh, my dad gave me some money
for all the overtime I've been working.
- Oh! I got something for you.
- What's this?
- Tickets to the concert.
I thought you might wanna go.
- Oh hey, look, Mick, this is too much.
- No, no, no, no, no.
You've been doing me a
lot of favors lately, Sam.
So, who do you think you might take?
- I'm not sure.
- Why don't you take Vicky?
She's always a good time.
- [Girl] Hi, Mick.
- Hey, you didn't say anything to anybody
about Vicky and I, did you?
- No, why would I?
- No, good.
I knew I could trust you.
Um, do you think I could drop
by the 'ole Paradise tonight?
- Tonight? But, I'll be at the concert.
- I know, just leave the key by the door.
I know my way around.
- It's not that easy,
I have to be there.
- Oh, come on, Sam.
Be a buddy, it's important.
- Look, just be careful, okay?
I mean, if anybody sees you-
- You worry too much, that's your problem.
Look, I gotta run.
Now, you have a good time tonight.
Because, I know I'm gonna
have a good time tonight.
(students chattering)
(mellow music)
(footsteps tapping)
(mellow music)
- Bye!
(girls chattering)
(mellow music)
- Hi!
(girls chattering)
(gentle music)
(rock music)
- It's my wife.
She hasn't been the same
since that shower incident.
(door squeaking)
Every time I turn around,
she's in the goddamn shower.
It's almost like she's hoping
that guy would come back.
You know, if I ever find
that son of a bitch,
I'll kill him with my bare hands.
- [Laura] I think you're
in the wrong place.
- Ssh!
- Hi.
- Hi.
It's Sam, remember, Sam.
- What are you doing in here?
- Oh, nothing, I-I...
I wanted to talk to you.
- Who are you hiding from?
- Nobody, nobody!
(door squeaking)
- Well, you can relax.
Whoever it was is gone.
- Good.
- Did you really wanna talk to me?
- Yeah, yeah.
Um... a friend of mine
gave me these tickets
to the concert at the Palace tonight.
And, I was wondering if you wanted to go?
- Um... well, Sam, I don't know.
- I know, I know, I know
you got a boyfriend.
I just thought I'd ask.
- No, I don't.
- You don't?
- We broke up.
- Oh... that's too bad.
- Yeah, well.
- Um, well, I'll see 'ya.
(door squeaking)
(door clicking)
Uh...
Then, there's no reason for
us not to go out, right?
- What?
- I mean, why not?
- I don't even know you.
- You'll get to know me!
We'll hang out together.
We'll go to parties together.
What do you say?
It starts about eight, I'll
pick you up about a quarter of.
Come on, Laura, it'll be fun.
- Okay... wait a minute. Okay.
I'll tell you what-
- [Sam] What?
- How about if I meet you
there, is that all right?
- You meet me there, that's fine.
That's fine.
Okay, eight o'clock,
out in front, okay?
- Okay.
- Okay.
(door squeaking)
(Sam gasping)
- Okay, fellas, let's move
that next to the chair, huh?
- No, gotta be the wall.
- The chair!
- Next to the chair!
The one with the hole in it!
What do you think?
- It's interesting.
- By the chair.
- [Harry] No, move it next
to the chair... that's it.
- Oh man, he said the chair.
- [Harry] Yeah.
- The wall.
- The chair.
- The wall.
- I, uh, want people
to have a little shade
when they're having a
Coke, you know what I mean?
- Mm-hm.
- Where's Sam?
I want him to see this.
- He's inside getting ready to go out.
Said something about a concert.
- Who's he going with?
- He didn't say.
- Probably some of his new
friends of his, huh? Yeah.
You notice he's been acting
kind of strange, lately?
- How do you mean?
- Well, he's been kind of jumpy.
- I think it's 'cause
he's happy for a change.
- Oh, maybe. Maybe you're right.
I don't know why he doesn't
bring his friends around.
I'd like to know who they are,
you know?
- Mm.
- Hey, you don't think
he's ashamed of us, do you?
- Oh, don't be silly, Harry.
He's just being a teenager.
Don't you remember how
you were at his age?
- That's what I'm afraid of.
Perfect!
- Yeah.
You like to try it
better, keep it quick
I need you now, I need you quick
In the dark or in the light
I gotta get close to you
To-night, ight
(rock music)
(classical music)
(crickets chirping)
(doorbell ringing)
- I'll get it!
(classical music)
(footsteps tapping)
(door clicking open)
- Hi. Can we talk?
(people chattering)
(footsteps tapping)
(people chattering)
(traffic honking)
(kiss pecking)
What's wrong?
- I shouldn't be doing this.
- Why not?
- It's like we're getting
back together again.
- You don't want to?
- I thought we settled all that.
- Laura, I really missed you.
- Then, why did you do it?
- I wasn't thinking right then.
All I want know is just
to be back with you.
- What about Debbie?
- What about Debbie?
There's nothing between us.
- I wish I could trust you.
- You can trust me.
Just give me one more try.
Laura, I want you back again.
- I'm sorry, I'm meeting
someone and I'm already late.
- Laura!
I know this place where
you and I could go.
We can be alone.
- This isn't a game you're
playing with me, is it, Mick?
- No, it's not. I swear it's not.
I want you back.
Your heart now, baby
Your heart now, baby
Have a heart now, baby
Baby, have a heart
(gentle music)
- You look, you look
real good in that now.
- Oh come on, don't give me that.
You are kidding.
Now, get out of my way, just get out!
- Come on, we'll go talk
right behind the alley, baby.
I got something to show you.
- Oh, you are disgusting.
I mean, you really are.
Get, the hell-
- All right, all right!
- Get out!
- Goddamn, why you hitting
me with your purse for?
- Ssh, women.
Hey, Shooter!
- Hey! Sam!
Hey, what are you doing here?
- What happened?
- What do you mean, "What happened?"
- Over there.
- Over where?
- Over there.
- Oh... over there.
Nothing. It was just a
misunderstanding. (laughing)
- What did you say to her?
- To who?
- To her!
- Oh, her! Nothing man,
I was just being social.
Hey, food.
Mm!
Can I have some fries, Sam?
- Yeah, help yourself.
- Thanks.
Hey Sam, weren't you supposed
to go to that concert tonight?
- Oh yeah, yeah, I was. But
you know, I decided not to.
- What happened, you get stiffed?
- No, I didn't get stiffed.
- So tell me, who was she?
Come on!
Mary Lewis?
- No.
- Barbara DelVecchio?
- No.
- Oh, Vicky, Vicky Meyers?
- Forget it!
Just forget it, okay?
- Okay, I was just asking.
- Okay.
- So, you wanna hang out a little?
- I'm not in the mood, really.
- Come on, we'll have some fun.
Pick up some chicks?
- Maybe some other time, okay, Shooter?
You can have the rest if you want.
- Okay, suit yourself.
But, I'll tell you one thing.
In about 15 minutes,
I'm gonna be surrounded
by tons of horny women begging for it.
- What are you talking about?
- Well, you've heard of Osco's right?
- [Sam] The male stripper place?
Why would you wanna go in there?
- No, Sam, you don't go in there.
You go in there.
(dramatic music)
- I don't get it.
- Sam, it's called overflow.
You see the women, they
go in there, right?
They get really drunk.
Can't find a man in there.
So, they go in there.
And believe me, Sammy,
after that show they got
only one thing (sniffing)
on their minds.
- How do you know all this?
- I saw it on TV.
- Oh.
(rock music)
(balls clicking)
- Hey, man, send over another pitcher!
(rock music)
- Wanna a refill, baby?
(rock music)
(doors squeaking)
I know your dreams,
where they come from
- That's the kid I was telling you about.
I know the feeling
- Sam, come on.
We'll hang out here
till the women come in.
That way, we'll get first dibs.
I say the right things
- So, you got a quarter?
At the right time
- Don't worry, we'll take care of him.
I may get anxious
- I don't know about
this place, Shooter.
- Sam, will you relax?
Look, the ladies will be here any second.
Understand exactly who I am
- There's no girls coming in here.
Look, I'm going.
- Sam, wait, don't go.
- Man, I need you here.
- Why?
- It's easier when you work in pairs.
- Come on, Shooter.
- Sam, wait!
- What's bothering you?
You can run-
- Nothing.
And you'll come back
Well, it's just that...
Look, Sam, I gotta use the room tonight.
I gotta show the guys I can do it.
What you like
Do you understand?
I'm the one
- Yeah.
You're my world
You are my own
(rock guitar music)
(girls laughing)
Don't be shy
You don't take a chance
- See? What did I tell you?
Don't you have to swim
Well, wish me luck.
(breath freshener squirting)
Stranger smile
- You know you're gonna do?
- Look, I haven't been hanging around Mick
all this time for nothing.
Oh baby, you so exciting
- You sure about this?
- But just sit back
I'll make your fantasies
And watch the man operate.
Come true the moment I touch you
(rock music)
'Cause I'm what
- Hi!
What your momma warned you about
How was the show?
And I'm what
- It was all right.
Knows you inside out
- I uh, hear it's gets
to be pretty hot stuff.
Don't you come back
- It gets pretty hot all right.
You know that I know
Just what you like
- So uh...
You wanna go outside with me?
- What for?
Your mama warned
- Well, my car's there.
You about
- So?
- So, I figured maybe
we could go for a ride.
- [Woman] Oh, yeah?
- Yeah!
Huh, see I know this motel.
- Really?
(Shooter chuckling)
What did you have in mind?
- Oh, you know.
- So, you think you're
old enough to handle it?
- [Shooter] Yeah.
- You're awful sure of
yourself, aren't you?
- Got a reason to be.
- [Woman] What's that?
- Huh... huge!
'Cause I'm the one
- Can I see it?
You're momma warned you about
- What?
- Show me!
And I'm the one
- You mean here?
Who knows you inside out
- Yeah. We're all grownups. Come on!
(girls laughing)
- Oh, come on you guys,
is this some kind of joke?
- You're the joke.
(Shooter clearing throat)
- Friend of yours?
- Good friends.
- Wait a second, I thought
you were Linda Fields...
I thought she was Linda Fields,
this girl I once grew up with.
I, I feel like such a jerk.
Sam, I was wrong, it's not her.
I'll just be going now.
- Not yet.
- You still got something
you gotta show them.
- [Shooter] Uh... Sam?
- [Man] Take 'em off.
- Sam!
- What are you waiting for, dickhead?
- Uh, hi... um... he didn't
mean anything by that.
We'll just leave, okay?
We'll just be-
- You fucks are going nowhere.
- We're not looking for trouble.
- Oh, but you found some now, didn't 'ya?
Let's see what you got, sweet lips.
(Sam groaning)
(punch thudding)
- Oh, shit.
(rock music)
(footsteps scuffling)
(door squeaking)
(rock guitar music)
- Shit.
Where did those guys go?
- You wanna go look for 'em?
- Ah, fuck it.
Let's go back and get those
beers that Matt promised us.
I'm the one
You know that son of a
bitch actually hurt me.
(men chuckling)
Your momma warned
I know your dreams, I hope you
- [Shooter] Are they coming?
- [Sam] I don't know, why don't you look?
- [Shooter] I'm not gonna look, you look.
- [Sam] I'm not gonna look.
Why don't we just wait
here another minute?
- [Shooter] Hey, Sam?
Do you think you can tell the
guys I used the room tonight?
(car humming)
(ignition shutting out)
(Sam sighing)
(door clicking)
- Oh, God, he left the lights on.
(footsteps rustling)
Mick, are you in there?
(door clicking)
(linens rustling)
(earrings clicking)
- You looking for these?
I was wondering why you
were acting so strange.
You got a pretty slick
operation going here.
- Dad, I-
- We'll talk about it tomorrow.
When you're done cleaning up,
don't forget to turn out the lights.
(solemn music)
(rock music)
Well give me a P
P
Give me an A
A
Give me an R
R
A T
T
A Y
Y
What do we got
(rock music)
- Hey, Sam!
- Hey, slugger!
You punched out a real mother last night.
- I didn't know you were
such a badass, Kehoe.
- You take a look at this stitch.
What do you think, Dan,
should we bronze this thing?
- I don't know, Mick,
I wouldn't mention it.
- Look, I haven't got much
time, I gotta talk to you.
- Yeah, about what?
- About the room.
My dad knows.
- Knows what?
- Everything.
- Shit. How did he find out?
- He caught me in the room
last night cleaning up.
Party till we die
We're gonna party till we die
I told you to be careful.
You left the lights on, the door unlocked.
What did you think was gonna happen?
- All right, all right.
So, what's he gonna do?
- He's not gonna call our folks, is he?
- I don't know, I gotta talk to him later.
Party till we die
I mean, he wouldn't even
look at me this morning.
- I knew this wasn't gonna last.
- I don't know what I'm gonna do.
- Sam, you gotta stay cool no matter what.
- How am I supposed to do that?
- Do like the Russians, deny everything.
- Mick, this is serious!
(rock music vocals)
- Well, my folks have a guest house.
You can hang out there for a few days.
Honest.
- You guys are really a
big help, I gotta get-
- Sam! Wait a second.
You are gonna take care
of this, aren't you?
I mean, that room is perfect.
Party till we die
I hate to lose it.
Party
- Well, shit, Mick. What
do you want me to do?
- I don't care, make up some bullshit,
whatever it takes.
Party till we
P-A-R-T-Y
I'm counting on you.
We gonna party till we die
P-A-R-T-Y, we gonna party till we die
- I almost forgot.
Here-
- What's this?
- It's your girlfriend's earrings.
She left them in the room last night.
(rock music)
- Make sure she gets them.
- I'm really glad you called.
I feel so bad about last night.
- What happened?
- [Laura VO] I got back
together with my boyfriend.
- Oh, I see.
- [Laura VO] I'm sorry.
- Yeah, that makes two of us.
- Look... I know it was a
terrible thing to do to you.
Is there something I can do to make it up?
At least let me treat you to dinner.
We could do that, couldn't we?
- Yeah, I guess we could.
- I'd really like that.
Well, how about tonight?
- Tonight?
(Hawaiian music)
(hand thudding)
(Hawaiian music)
(can popping)
(Hawaiian music)
(birds chirping)
(Hawaiian music)
(birds chirping)
- Now, let's get something
straight right away, son.
Just because I postponed
our little meeting today,
doesn't mean I'm taking this lightly.
(Hawaiian music)
All right, let's have it.
- Have what?
- The story.
How long has this been going on?
- Oh, you mean with the honeymoon suite?
Uh, just a little while.
- Yeah, well, what does that mean?
A few days, a week, what?
- A couple of months.
- That long?
(Hawaiian music)
You have been filling
your weekends pretty good.
It has just been weekends, hasn't it?
- Yeah, pretty much.
You know, sometimes weeknights.
- Weeknights? What weeknights?
- Every night last week.
- Every night?
- Yeah, four times one night.
- Jesus Christ.
With the same girl?
- Oh, no, there were a
lot of different ones.
- [Harry] Well, how many?
- Eight, nine.
Something like that.
- My God.
What the hell are you,
some kind of sex fiend?
And think I was worried
about you meeting girls.
(Harry sarcastic chuckling)
(Hawaiian music)
- Wait, Dad, I don't think
you quite understand.
- Just hold on, I understand perfectly.
You've been fucking your
brains out in my fucking motel.
Boy, oh, boy.
(Hawaiian music)
What do you get 'em?
- Who?
- The girls?
They all do it, don't they?
Just like it says in "Newsweek?"
Boy, son, your generation
is something else.
(Hawaiian music)
Do you have any idea how
difficult it was for me
to get laid when I was your age?
(Hawaiian music)
Do you have any idea?
It was damn near impossible,
that's how difficult it was.
And now today, you kids-
- Dad, does this mean, um...
You're not mad about the room?
- I don't like it.
I'll have to think about it.
I'll have to give it some thought.
(Hawaiian music)
- Sam!
- Yeah?
- A girl named Laura called.
She said to come by at
seven, instead of eight.
Oh, and she said to bring your appetite.
(Hawaiian music)
- Son of a bitch.
- Anything wrong, dear?
- Uh, no. No, no.
(Hawaiian music)
(car humming)
(ignition shutting off)
(door clicking)
(footsteps tapping)
(crickets chirping)
(suspenseful music)
(Sam knocking)
(rock music)
- Hi.
- Hi, come on in.
(rock music)
(door clicking)
- Oh, nice place.
Sure is big.
- Yeah, sometimes I wish it was smaller.
- Yeah, I know the feeling.
- You live in a big place, too?
- Oh yeah, we got over 30 rooms.
- Wow, that's a mansion.
- Yeah, sort of.
(clock chiming)
You know you can't stand in my way
Need to shakin'
- Oh geez,
you didn't have to go to all this trouble.
- It was nothing, really.
Sit down.
We had some sushi left over from dinner.
So, I thought it would be different.
When you cut your heart in two
- Raw fish. My favorite.
- [Laura] Really?
- Oh yeah, we live on this stuff.
- Oh good, I wasn't sure.
Bad for you
Your ambition
Change, you don't want to do it
- You don't like it?
- Like it?
I love it.
It's so strange living without you
- [Laura] Do you want something to drink?
- Mm.
I can't, I won't
Oh no
I can't give it up
I won't give you up this way
No, no
I can't give it up
I won't give you up this way
(water pouring)
Not this way
- Thank you.
(rock music)
So, where are your folks?
- Oh, they took my brothers to the movies.
Try the fish eggs, they're
supposed to be great.
- Oh.
Don't be good
- [Laura] So, how is school treating you?
- Okay.
Don't you see
- Are you making many friends?
- [Sam] Yeah, a couple.
Change
- You know?
You don't do it
- I have a few girlfriends
I'm sure you'd like.
If you want, I'll introduce you to them.
It's so strange
- Sounds great.
Living without you
I can't, I won't, no, no, no
- I gotta go.
I can't give it up
- What?
I won't give you up
- Uh... this isn't right.
No, no, no
I don't belong here.
I can't give it up
- Well Sam, wait a minute.
Give you up this way
What's wrong?
(rock music)
- You know, I came here thinking that...
Look, you got a boyfriend.
And, I don't think I can be just a friend.
(door clicking)
(rock music)
(screen static)
(door clicking)
(crickets chirping)
(car starting)
When you cut your heart into
Split decision
- Do you mind if I come with you?
- I don't even know where I'm going.
Your ambition
- Well, we do have a date, don't we?
Change, you don't want to do it
Do you wanna get something to eat?
- What about the dinner you made?
It's so strange
- I hate that stuff.
Living without you.
- You do?
I can't, I won't
- It makes me gag.
(Sam chuckling)
- The whole thing was my mom's idea.
(Sam chuckling)
I can't give it up
I won't give you up
- You wanna get some burgers?
- Sure.
No, no, I can't give it
(pins dropping)
- Is everything okay?
- Yeah.
It's just that I've never
been taken on a date
to a bowling alley before.
- You're missing out.
You must be hanging out
with the wrong crowd.
- I guess so.
- You know what I like
most about these places?
- I can't imagine.
- You can always depend on them.
I mean, no matter what time you're in 'em.
They're always the same.
The food, the noise.
(pins dropping)
And, the people.
(pins dropping)
- You must of moved around a lot.
- Yeah.
- Isn't that hard?
- You get used to it.
(pins dropping)
Are you done?
Come on, we gotta get you a ball.
Here, let's see if this fits.
Like this.
- So, what does your father do, anyway?
- Oh, he's kind of in investments.
- Really? So's mine.
Maybe they know each other.
- No, I don't think so.
He sort of works out of the house.
Here, why don't you go first.
(pins dropping)
- Aren't you gonna give me any pointers?
- I don't bowl, I just
come here for the food.
Go! I have faith in you.
(Laura sighing)
(ball thudding)
(gentle music)
- I had a really good time tonight.
- Yeah, it was fun.
Look, you wanna go someplace else?
- Well, it's kind of late, I gotta go.
- Yeah, I'll walk you out.
(gentle music)
- Good night, Sam.
- Laura...
I really like you.
(gentle music)
(crickets chirping)
- I like you too, Sam.
Good night.
(crickets chirping)
(footsteps tapping)
(locker clicking)
- Hey, Sam!
So, what did your old man say?
What's he gonna do?
- I don't know.
He hasn't made up his mind yet.
- Well, did he say anything about us?
- Uh no, that's the whole thing.
He um... he thinks I'm the only
one that's using the room.
(all chuckling)
- No shit, that's great!
So that means we can still use it,
so as long as you're
working the front desk?
Right?
- Yeah, that could work.
- So, what do you say?
- About what?
- The room, tonight.
What do you think I'm talking about?
- Yeah, I guess so.
- Hey, take it easy, Sam.
(footsteps tapping)
(swingy music)
- Did you see Sam? He looked
depressed when he came in.
(swingy music)
- Don't worry about him.
He's got nothing to be depressed about.
(paper rustling)
(swingy music)
(chilling music)
(car horn beeping)
(chilling music)
(chilling music)
(Hawaiian music)
- What's wrong?
- Nothing.
- Nothing? Something's wrong.
You've been acting strange all night.
(Hawaiian music)
- I just don't feel
right about being here.
(Hawaiian music)
- What are you talking about?
- It's all this sneaking around, I guess.
- That didn't bother you the first time.
(Hawaiian music)
- Let's go, okay?
- Are you kidding?
Do you know what I went
through to get this place?
(Hawaiian music)
Okay. (sighing)
(Hawaiian music)
Can I at least have one more kiss?
(Hawaiian music)
(door clicking)
(Hawaiian music)
- So... how's it hanging?
Stud?
(Hawaiian music)
(Hawaiian music)
(Hawaiian music)
(door clicking)
(Hawaiian music)
(kiss pecking)
- I really love you.
(Hawaiian music)
(door clicking)
Kehoe?
What the hell you doing here?
- Get out.
- What are you talking about?
- You heard me, get out of here.
- If this is some kind of
a joke, I'm not laughing.
- It's no joke, I want
you out of here now.
- I don't believe this shit.
You better know what you're doing, Sam.
- This is your motel, Sam?
(Hawaiian music)
- You know him?
- From school.
(Hawaiian music)
- Sammy? I really underestimated you.
You've been doing some sneaking around
on your own, haven't you?
(Hawaiian music)
- Just take Laura and get out of here.
- No, why don't you and I
get a few things straight.
- Mick, what are you going to do?
(door slamming)
- All right, so what's
going on with you two?
- Nothing.
- Nothing?
That didn't look like nothing to me.
- Just leave, will 'ya?
- You don't understand.
If you want a date with her,
I'll set you up, you dumb shit.
It's no problem.
- You'd really do that?
- Yeah.
Look man, we got a sweet thing going here.
I don't wanna blow it.
- You know something, Mick,
you're the biggest fucking
asshole I ever met.
- Watch it, Kehoe. You're pushing it.
- Fuck you.
(Mick chuckling)
- All right, if that's the way you feel.
(Mick groaning)
Fuck!
(punch thudding)
(Mick clunking)
Goddamn!
My nose! You broke my fucking nose!
(door clicking)
Laura! He broke my fucking nose.
(door clicking)
(dramatic music)
- Laura, I-
- [Guest] There's a fight.
(dramatic music)
Who is it?
- [Guest 2] I don't know.
(dramatic music)
(guests whispering)
- Son... let's chat.
- [Guest] Who's the girl?
- [Guest 2] I don't know!
(guests whispering)
Find it alone
That's what, again
You stripped the flesh
right off of your bone
Don't say, "Well, it's me"
(students laughing)
But it gives a good
impression of a loser
Although it feels
like a man, we belong
(footsteps tapping)
- [Sam] Hi, Danny.
(footsteps tapping)
- Hey, slugger, wait up!
- Oh, hey, Shooter.
I thought I was off-limits, or something.
- To some people.
You know, that punch
just made a lot of noise.
- Yeah, I figured it would.
- Did you see Mick's nose?
- Bad?
- Totally.
Did you really sucker punch him?
- Oh, man.
- Yeah, it sounded like Mick's bullshit.
By the way, about the other night...
I forgot to thank you.
I owe you one.
- You would of done the same for me.
(jet plane rumbling)
(gentle music)
- I heard a lot about this car.
(gentle music)
- I'm sure everyone's
got a few laughs on it.
Hey, uh, look, I'm sorry about last night.
I didn't mean to embarrass you.
(gentle music)
- Sam-
- What?
(gentle music)
- Nothing.
Did you get in much trouble last night?
- Hey look, Mick's
probably waiting for 'ya.
(car door clicking)
I gotta get going.
(gentle music)
(car door clicking)
- Sam?
- Yeah?
- I wish things could of been different.
(gentle music)
- So do I.
Oh, here, I think this is yours.
(car starting)
(gentle music)
(Mick knocking)
- Door's open.
- (chuckling) What the hell
happened to you, Thurster?
- Oh, it was a little accident.
I thought you might wanna know
there's some student
that's been going around
bragging about how well
he knows your wife.
- What are you talking about?
- I don't know.
Something about taking a shower with her?
- What's his name?
(cart rattling)
- Sam!
You uh... finished down here yet?
- I've got one more room to do.
(Harry blowing)
Good.
As soon as you're through,
you can start upstairs.
(footsteps tapping)
(traffic buzzing)
(Sam sighing)
(cart rattling)
(door chiming)
- Can I get you one?
- No thanks, that's all right.
How long is this gonna go on?
- [Harry] Well, he's just getting started.
- [Mom] Don't you think
you're being a little
too hard on him?
- Hey, I'm not the one
who turned the motel
into a teeny-bopper whorehouse.
Free of charge, I might add.
- It's hard to believe Sam
would do a thing like this.
- Yeah, well,
don't underestimate the
teenage mind, my dear.
- Maybe you should have a talk with him.
- About what?
- I don't know.
You've been working so hard at the motel,
trying to make it work.
(traffic honking)
Well, it was just a thought.
(footsteps tapping)
(door squeaking)
(bell chiming)
(door clicking)
(cart rattling)
It's stacked against
The door
- You know, I heard my folks talking about
going away to Palm Springs this weekend.
That means we'll have
the place to ourselves.
What's wrong?
It cuts me like a razor
- Nothing, I don't know.
I think I really need 'ya
- [Mick] It's like,
you're not interested.
I thought the whole idea was
you hated sneaking around.
- Yeah, I know, but-
- But what?
(rock music)
It's Kehoe, isn't it?
I'm aching bad
- No.
- It doesn't matter either way.
He's getting his tonight.
- [Laura] What do you mean?
- Don't worry, you'll see.
- Why can't you just leave him alone?
- After what he did to me?
I'll handle this my way.
- You always do, Mick.
(rock music)
- Debbie!
Hi!
- [Debbie] I couldn't get a
hold of you this weekend, Mick.
So bad
- Now I know why.
The night is yours
Hi, Laura.
Now but it ain't
Gonna last
- What are you doing here?
Somebody's gonna hold you
- Just getting a bite to eat
I'm alive and breathing
- With Danny.
But I won't get mad.
- God, Mick. Your nose looks terrible.
It must really hurt.
Well, I better leave you two alone
and get back to my date.
(glass rattling)
I will knock at your door
At a quarter of four
I don't know what this is all about,
but, I'm gonna find out.
I'll be right back.
That won't disappear
Baby, don't you understand
- Danny!
I wanna talk to you.
Your my woman
And I'm your man
Right now!
(rock guitar music)
- I'll be back in a second.
(rock guitar music)
- What the fuck's going on?
What are you doing here with Debbie?
- I'm not-
- Don't give me that shit.
You go behind my back.
- Mick, you got it all wrong.
(rock guitar music)
Besides, you're going out with Laura.
- Debbie is still mine. You understand?
(rock guitar music)
- Hey, Mick! You know,
you can't have everybody.
I won't get mad
I won't get sad
Baby, you get mad
I get even
(Sam sighing)
(door clicking)
- Relax.
(door shutting)
You know, it used to be
things were black and white.
If you did something
wrong, you paid for it.
Now, everything's all fucked up.
Everyone's partially to blame.
- Dad, what are you talking about?
- Uh... your mother seems to think that uh,
you and I don't really communicate.
How do you feel?
Hm.
Well, anyway, she wanted me
to start making an effort.
So... here I am.
Anytime you wanna talk,
I'm ready to listen.
(traffic honking)
(Laura knocking)
There's a girl standing
outside your window.
- Laura! Is it all right?
(door clicking)
- Honey! He's doing it again!
(door shutting)
- Hi.
- Hi, Sam.
Can I talk to you?
(door clicking)
- Yeah.
(footsteps tapping)
What's going on?
- I wanted to warn you about Mick.
I think he's gonna do something.
- Well, thanks, but
what can he possibly do?
(vehicle skidding)
Oh shit! Come on, let's get out of here.
(door slamming)
- Hey!
(footsteps tapping)
- Hi.
You are dog meat, Kehoe.
(footsteps tapping)
- So, you're Kehoe?
That's a grade warning.
You're flunking my class.
I wanna see you start
showing up, understand?
- Wait a second. Is that
all you're gonna do?
- To him.
But for you, I got big plans.
There's two sides to
every story, Thurster.
And, I just heard the other one.
- It was a joke, we were just having fun.
Tell him!
- I'm sure you can talk your
way out of this one, Mick.
- Come on, Thurster.
- Hey, watch the nose, huh?
- Get in the truck.
- Hey, you're pissing me off!
- You guys break up again?
- You're gonna regret this.
I know people.
- Save the bullshit, Thurster.
(truck starting)
(truck skidding)
- What are you looking at, dear?
- We definitely lost control.
(traffic honking)
(gentle music)
- So, what do you think of the mansion?
- 30 rooms, right?
(gentle music)
It's a home.
(gentle music)
So, do you think you'll
be here for awhile?
(gentle music)
- I hope so.
- I hope so, too.
You wouldn't feel like going
bowling again, would 'ya?
- (chuckling) Well, uh, I'm
kind of permanently grounded.
I wish I could, though.
- Here.
(keys jangling)
Take the car. What the hell?
You run the whole goddamn place, anyway.
(keys jangling)
(traffic honking)
(door chiming)
- He gave me the keys to the wagon.
(keys jangling)
(Sam sighing)
- So?
(gentle music)
(doors clicking)
(radio scanning)
(rock guitar music)
(car revving)
- [Sam] I just wonder who
told the coach about Mick?
So I'm told
Like a fool just leaves me cold
I want your love and nothing less
'Cause baby, I'm a mess
Possessed
One track mind
You know I got a one track mind
And you're the one that's on my mind
I gotta get to you
Won't stop until I do
I got a one track mind
And like a track bell, kick, kick
(door squeaking)
I need you now, I need you quick
In the dark, or in the light
I gotta get close to you tonight-ight
One track mind
You know I got a one track mind
And you're the one that's on my mind
I gotta get to you
(Hawaiian music)
- I love it.
- [Laura] Do you want something to drink?
- Mm.
(Hawaiian music)
- This isn't a game you're
playing with me, is it Mick?
(Hawaiian music)
- Yeah, she's the greatest. I love her.
(Hawaiian music)
- So, how's it hanging... stud?
(Hawaiian music)
- Debbie is still mine, you understand?
(Hawaiian music)
- Hey Mick, you know you
can't have everybody.
(Hawaiian music)
- (chuckling) Huge.
(Hawaiian music)
- God, Mick, your nose looks terrible.
It must really hurt.
(Hawaiian music)
(door clicking)
- Who the (beep) are you?
(Hawaiian music)
- A girl named Laura called.
She said to come by at
seven instead of eight.
(Hawaiian music)
Oh, and she said to bring your appetite.
(Hawaiian music)
(rock music)
I'm on edge, nerves are raw
You got me aching to break the law
Of sneaking into some motel
We become as hot as hell
Out of sight, out of mind
That's what they say,
but I'm not blind
I've memorized your every move
All I think of is loving you oo
One track mind
You know I got a one track mine
You're the one that's on my mind
I gotta get to you
Won't stop until I do
I got a one track mind
Got a one track mind
Love's a game
So I'm told
Like a fool, just leaves me cold
I want your love and nothing less
'Cause baby I'm a mess
Possessed
One track mind
You know I got a one track mind
And you're the one that's on my mind
I gotta get to you
Won't stop until I do
I got a one track mind
And like a track bell kick kick
I need you now, I need you quick
In the dark or in the light
I gotta get close to you tonight-ight
One track mind, you know I