| Thunder Road | |
| Leo: | So, you guys think you got a winner there, huh? |
| Kenickie: | That's right. |
| Leo: | Yeah, well, it takes more than a coat of paint to make it at Thunder Road. |
| Kenickie: | Oh, yeah? |
| Leo: | You guys ain’t thinkin’ about changing your mind, are you? |
| Kenickie: | No way! |
| Leo: | Good, 'cos we're racing for pinks. |
| Danny: | Pinks? |
| Leo: | Pinks, you punk! Pink slips! Ownership papers! |
| Danny: | Oh, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho! |
| Kenickie: | Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on! |
| Leo: | Ohhhh.... |
| Kenickie: | Now, don’t you worry about it. I'll take care of it, alright? |
| Leo: | Ha ha ha! Hey, get the dude, man! Ha ha ha ha ha! |
| Jan: | What did she give him? |
| Marty: | A lock of hair - from her chest! |
| Jan: | Poor Kenickie. |
| See a penny, pick it up, all day long you'll have good luck! | |
| Marty: | Gimme that! |
| Mrs. Murdock: | If it were in any better condition, it would fly. |
| Kenickie: | Yeah? Well, she’s gonna. |
| Marty: | Here, Kenickie. I brought you a little something for good luck. |
| Kenickie: | Gee, thanks. |
| Marty: | Oops! |
| Kenickie: | Don’t worry about it. |
| Marty: | I’m sorry. |
| Kenickie: | Don’t worry. |
| Marty: | I’m sorry. |
| Kenickie: | I’ll get it. |
| Marty: | Oh! |
| Doody: | You putz! |
| Marty: | Oh! |
| Danny: | Kenickie? |
| Marty: | Oh, here, put this under his head. |
| Sonny: | Zuko, he's out cold. |
| Doody: | What are we gonna do? |
| Danny: | Kenickie, hey, talk to me, buddy, huh. |
| Kenickie: | What? |
| Danny: | You O.K.? |
| Kenickie: | Yeah. Yeah, I’m O.K. I'm fine. Oh, God. |
| Mrs. Murdock: | You can't drive. |
| Kenickie: | Hey, no, really, I’m, I'm all right. I, I’m, I'm just seeing two of you, man! |
| Danny: | Hey, hey, you want me to drive for you? Huh? |
| Kenickie: | Yeah. Yeah. |
| Danny: | Alright. C’mon, let’s help him up. |
| Sonny: | Hey, Marty, gimme a hand. |
| Putzie: | I’m sorry. |
| Kenickie: | It’s O.K., Putz. |
| Leo: | Hey. |
| The rules are there ain't no rules. It’s to the second bridge and back. And the one who makes it here first wins. | |
| Mrs. Murdock: | Haul ass, kid. |
| Leo: | You ain't gonna see me for dust, Zuko. |
| [music: “Greased Lightnin’” instrumental] | |
| Kenickie: | Go, Danny! |
| Frenchy: | Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! |
| Cha Cha: | Come on, baby! |
| Leo: | Yeah! |
| Scorpions: | Freaks! |
| Frenchy: | Your mother! |
| Kenickie: | Whoo! |
| [cheering] | |
| Doody: | Whoo! |
| Putzie: | Alright! |
| Sonny: | Hey, Danny, you were great! |
| Doody & Sonny: | *for he's a jolly good fellow, for he's a jolly good fellow, for he's a jolly good fellow* |
| *which nobody can deny* | |
| Sandy: | (*Look at me, there has to be*) |
| (*Something more than what they see*) | |
| (*Wholesome and pure, oh, so scared and unsure*) | |
| (*A poor man's Sandra Dee*) | |
| Frenchy: | Sandy! Danny won! Isn't that great? |
| Sandy: | Yeah. |
| Frenchy: | What's the matter? Aren't you happy? |
| Sandy: | No, not really, Frenchy, but I think I know a way I could be. Could you help me? |
| Frenchy: | Of course. |
| Sandy: | Can I come over to your place? |
| Frenchy: | Sure. Come on. |
| Sandy: | (*Sandy, you must start a new*) |
| (*Don't you know what you must do?*) | |
| (*Hold your head high, take a deep breath and sigh ...*) | |
| Frenchy: | Come on, Sandy! |
| Sandy: | (*Goodbye to Sandra Dee*) |