Script

SIDE 1

(CHAD, ZEKE, TAYLOR, MARTHA COX, JACK SCOTT and some other WILDCATS warm up for the employee baseball game. A dark cloud hangs over their heads; there is no joy in Mudville tonight!

There's no way can we beat the Groundskeepers without our Captain.

I can't believe Troy and Kelsi sold out to Sharpay.

We are like so totally creamed corn, dudes.

Yo, a little team spirit! We're all in this together, right?

(depressed)
Creamed corn.

(GABRIELLA runs in, dragging RYAN with her. He feels awkward and out of place.)

Hey, Wildcats! Look, I found our ninth man!

Uhm, hi guys.

No way! Fulton probably sent him down here to spy on us.

Actually, my sister's the one you should be worried about. She was afraid you'd beat her out for the Star Dazzle Award.

We're not going to do it, now that Troy blew us off.

Yeah, "Humuhumu" is out, too, now that Sharpay broke up our act!

Hey, Troy or no Troy, I thought we decided doing the show together would be fun.

I'm up for it!

Me, too! Let's throw down some slickness!

Who are we kidding? We don't know what we're doing.

(pointing to RYAN)
No, but he does.

(EVERYONE is stunned, including RYAN.)

("whoa!")
1-2-3 red light, hello!

If we had a real dancer like Ryan putting it together, the employees could win.

Look, Dancer Boy, you want to hang  grab a mitt and let's play ball.

Dancer boy? Oh, I get it. You don't think dancing takes some game?

(The WILDCATS snicker.)

Be real.

(taking on the challenge)
Okay, if I play ball and help you guys beat the Groundskeepers, then you have to dance and help us beat Sharpay.

News flash, pal: I don't dance.

He really doesn't.

Oh... wanna bet?

(The WILDCATS start their practice, during which RYAN shows CHAD how to improve his "swing.")

SIDE 2

(The stage rotates 90 degrees, so that the "curtain" now runs parallel mid-stage, and the "audience" is now out in the house  i.e., we are now the audience for the talent show. With JACK SCOTT at his side, FULTON stalls for time, checking his watch, extemporizing ad nauseaum...)

... and you may have noticed, just beyond the new peacock petting zoo and Zen rock garden...

(Suddenly, KELSI appears just onstage and gestures to JACK SCOTT that she has to talk to him. Still thinking she's a traitor, JACK gestures back, "talk to the hand." KELSI pulls JACK to the side and whispers excitedly in his ear.)

... all the delightful improvements we've made this season in the elite spa and meditation center, where tranquility is the standard by which we

(elated)
No way!

Way!

For real?!?

Totally!

(covering, shooting the "death ray" at JACK and KELSI)
... ahem  where tranquility is the

(giving FULTON the thumbs up!)
Arooooga!

(snapping back, moving things along)
Well, folks, it would appear we are all ready for the last song. Is that correct, Miss Nielsen??

Ready when you are, sir.

(KELSI runs to the piano.)

Excellent. And now, Ladies and Gentlemen

(An elated JACK joins FULTON at the mic.)

(enthusiastic, to say the least!)
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

Uhm, oh yes, yo yo. Yo! And now, Ladies and Gentlemen, the five-time Star Dazzle Award-winner Sharpay Evans singing with... well, at this point, your guess is as good as mine.

(taking the mic)
And they're singing a brand new version of a future number one hit by red-hot composer babe Kelsi Nielsen: "Every Day"!

(FULTON and JACK SCOTT high-five, albeit awkwardly, and step aside. TROY and SHARPAY take the stage, followed by the SHARPETTES. KELSI cues the Band.)