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High School Musical 2 Script

This appears to be a transcript from High School Musical 2 involving dialogue between characters working at a country club for the summer. The characters discuss their job assignments including waiting tables, working in the kitchen, and providing music. They also express frustration with their strict boss but maintain optimism that they can have a fun summer if they work together to turn things around.

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High School Musical 2 Script

This appears to be a transcript from High School Musical 2 involving dialogue between characters working at a country club for the summer. The characters discuss their job assignments including waiting tables, working in the kitchen, and providing music. They also express frustration with their strict boss but maintain optimism that they can have a fun summer if they work together to turn things around.

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High School Musical 2 Script - Dialogue

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- I want them out!


- But your mother specifically said...

Oh, don't mention that backstabbing yogini to me!

If you can't fire them,make them wanna quit.

I'm hoping Chef Michael's gonna teach me

the art of Austrian flake pastry.

And Sharpay's gonna be


where I work every day.

How much better can summer get?


Right? Right?

- A real dream come true.


- Lf you actually get to know her,

- I mean she's...
- Dude.

Hey, I didn't even know


Sharpay's parents owned this place.

Mr Fulton just said, you know,

there's Wildcat fans at Lava Springs,


and jobs are available.

So, I said let's go for it.

Inspiring, Mr Bolton. Truly inspiring.

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However, what we're looking for
from all of you,

is not inspiration, but perspiration.

Confirming assignments.
Bolton, Danforth, waiters.

And, when needed, caddies.

What?

Miss McKessie,
I'm told that you're efficient.

- Well...
- Prove it.

You'll handle member activities.


Keep me in sight at all times.

Kelsi, piano.
Lunchtime and cocktail hour.

That means mood music, not new music.

Capisce?

Martha, chopping, cutting, preparing plates.

Do complete the summer with the equal amount of digits I assume


you currently possess.

Oh, Zeke, you will assist Chef Michael


in the...

The promised land.

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You hold on to that.

Mr Fulton, Your Excellency, sir,

would it be okay if we draw straws


to see who has to wait on Sharpay?

Please, none of you


will be waiting on Sharpay.

Oh, yes. Snap.

- You will be serving Miss Evans.


- Who's that?

Always address our members as Mr, Mrs, or Miss. Let's practise.

- Do we have to?
- Shall we?

"Miss Evans, would you care for lemonade?"

Actually, I'm not Miss Evans. I'm Jason.

- It smells so good and I am so hungry.


- No, wait. You don't...

- No, no, no.


- What's for lunch?

Miss Montez.

It would seem your lunch break does not start for 3.5 minutes.

I do hope no members drowned in your absence.

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Henceforth, do clock in and out on time.

Three infractions of any kind, and your employment is terminated.

Capisce?

Chop, chop, chop.

- Okay, that man officially scares me.


- Yeah.

Suddenly, I'm beginning to miss detention with Miss Darbus.

- How sick is that?


- Come on.

We got a hoop out back, two free meals a day, and we only have to
wear these stupid outfits on duty.

All for one, and one for all. All right?

- This is our summer. Now, what team?


- Wildcats!

- What team?
- Wildcats!

Come on.

How did we get from the top of the world to the bottom of the
heap?

I don't recall you mentioning the boss is such a creep

We still have the ingredients to make this summer sweet

Well, we got rags instead of riches

And all these dirty dishes

Just wish I had three wishes

Okay, guys, break it up.

We've got to work, work to work this out


We'll make things right The sun will shine

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If we work, work, there'll be no doubt
We can still save the summer if we work this out

Dude, what have you gotten us into?

Come on. We can totally turn this thing around!

I'd rather face a seven footer straight up in the post

Yeah That sure beats hanging here

And burning someone's toast

I needed Benjamins But this ain't worth the stress

Maybe there's a better way to fix this greasy mess

We're a champion team A well-oiled machine

And we've faced tougher problems than this

I know it's a grind But I'm sure we can find

A way to have fun while we get this job done

We've got to work, work to work this out

We'll make things right The sun will shine

We got to work, work There'll be no doubt

If we all come together We can work this out

Let's work it!

Tell me what you want


Tell me what you need

A little bit of sugar

A little bit of butter

It's the perfect recipe

Payday
It'll taste so sweet

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Payday
Good enough to eat

Gonna make some motion pictures

Hit the mall with all my sisters

Get tickets to the Knicks and Sixers

Kick it with the music mixers

Buy a ride that suits my style

Lounge around the pool awhile

Make a date with my favourite girl

We've got it made

Whoa, we've got to work, work to work this out

We'll make things right The sun will shine

If we work, work, there'll be no doubt

We can still save the summer If we work this out

Work this Got to work this

We can work this out

So, can we work this out?


Yeah, we can work it out.

Send the waiters right in.

Miss me? Of course you did.

Hey, you ever been on a golf course?

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