A Cinderella Story: Once Upon a Song

Hold on 'cause I'm letting go

I'm gonna lasso your heart like a rodeo

I'm gonna give you some

Till you want some more

'Cause all I see is an open door

And I see where it's leading me

All of this energy

Been bottled up way too long

It's powerful, powerful

You see what I'm getting at

I'm ready for all of that

If I'm not a star, you're blind

I've got rings on my fingers

And glitter in my hair

I've got a one-way ticket

And I just got here

I'm gonna run this town

Run this town

I'm gonna run this town

Run this town

I've got high heel stilettos

And I'm kicking in doors

And kissing your ass

Ain't what my lipstick's for

I'm gonna run this town

Run this town

I'm gonna run this town

Run this town

Where's breakfast?

I want waffles, spaghetti!

Spaghetti waffles! Whoo. Whoo!

Victor. Victor.

Please wait in the house, please.

My body is entering hunger shock.

Oh, bad news.

The cat pooped in the den.

Worse news, I used your blanket

to clean it up.

- We don't have a cat.

- No kidding.

Oh. L... Sorry.

I didn't think you'd be awake.

You have an appointment...

...with Guy Morgan,

I didn't think you'd wanna be late.

Oh, look at you thinking. Cute.

But I always have time for my portrait.

Look alive. Paint.

I'm feeling spiritually blocked.

Draw me a sesame seed bath.

Bath. Now.

Now, make momma look more beautiful

and thinner.

And make that water more quiet.

- Bev, you awake?

- Of course I'm awake.

If I waited for you, I'd never be on time.

Lucky you never wait for me then.

Victor, no.

Uh, don't you want a glass?

Hmm. Earthy. A tad fishy.

Lovely gravel finish.

Did you let Victor put worms

in the blender again?

Yes. I mean, no.

I mean, it just happened.

You know nothing can kill me.

Nothing.

Step on it, Katie.

I cannot be late for this meeting.

Just run them over if you have to.

Hello? No, the kids don't need a library.

I am the dean, and the dean gets

what she wants, and I wanna remodel.

You're just boring. I'm being honest.

I don't know what else to tell you.

And I wanted my office done

for my meeting with Guy Morgan...

...the music mogul, but no.

And using Bollywood

as a theme for the dance?

That's totally un-American.

I don't care if it was my idea.

Hello.

Oh. Oh.

I'm Dean Van Ravensway,

and you must be...

- Guy Morgan.

- Ah, yes. Guy Morgan, a pleasure.

You look like a man who knows things.

Aha, even some things I shouldn't know.

- And I'm Luke.

Great.

So tell me, Guy, is it true?

Are you the new judge on Idol?

Well, let's just say

that Randy may be in the doghouse.

- Now, let's talk about my son.

- Of course.

- Have you reviewed your schedule, Luke?

- Yes, I have.

In fact, um, I'd like to add a music class.

Um, the music theory...

Wellesley has a great business program.

That's why we're here.

There are two types of people

in the music biz: Artists and businessmen.

- Luke is a businessman.

- Of course.

Katie, get in here. Look alive.

Make yourself useful.

Luke is gonna need a tour of the campus.

So text Bev and ask her

to escort Mr. Morgan around campus.

Now, Luke, if you are half as talented

a producer as your father...

The verdict's still out.

He hasn't earned it.

Heard the story of how I started

in the music business?

- Yes, everybody's heard it, Dad.

- Then everybody should know how it goes.

There I was,

working for The Rolling Stones...

...when Mick himself...

- Dad.

Fine. As I said,

the verdict is still out on my son.

He just produced an album

with the Fruity Dangers?

Do you mean Danger Fruit?

That record was amazing.

I forgot what they were called because

they made me absolutely no money.

Thank you. Rare I meet anyone

who's heard their album.

What, are you kidding?

They're a cult phenomenon.

I'm sorry. Why are you talking?

What I need is for Luke to learn

to spot a commercially viable star.

Image drives the bottom line, right?

I feel you. Would we have Bieber Fever

if he were an ugly troll?

Actually, he is a tad hobbit-like, isn't he?

I'd like Luke

to produce your Semester Showcase...

...to see if he can identify sellable talent.

- I produce the Semester Showcase.

I will double your Showcase budget.

I will invite every talent scout I know.

This could be the beginning

of a relationship...

...between Wellesley

and Kensington Records.

Looks like we have a new producer.

Oh, and this is my daughter, Bev.

Bev, this is the platinum-selling,

Grammy-winning...

...and very handsome producer,

Guy Morgan.

Could you give his son, Luke, a tour?

Sure. Would you like

to see the Wellesley perks?

Um, yes, brilliant. Sure.

- Katie.

I love your accent.

Katie.

Wanna come over tonight?

What are you still doing here? Go.

Guy and I have things we need to discuss.

Out. Now.

So, Guy, you've gotta tell me,

what was that like working under Mick?

Watch out.

- Dangerous balls.

- Ha, ha. Thanks.

- So you womanned up and did it?

Hey!

- Oh, I did it.

Hey!

- What happened?

Can we have our ball?

I didn't give my CD to Luke.

I snuck it in his dad's bag.

But Guy Morgan has your demo.

That's huge. What you need is a champion.

No, what I need is to graduate.

You giving our ball back or what?

Oh, do you want this?

She shoots, she scores.

Unlike you, soccer boy.

Oh, so spill it. Is Luke Morgan

as hot as everyone Tweets he is?

Hotter.

You should ask him to the dance.

Because I'm so forward with guys.

First time for everything, right?

- Hi, Luke.

- Hello.

You have to hear my demo.

It's a retro-funk-jazz explosion.

Back off. I was here first.

Hold on, hold up. Please hold on.

My boy does not want your demos yet.

Walk away. Move along. Bye.

It was nice chatting

or whatever that was.

- Yes, hi, I'm, uh...

- Luke Morgan, right?

Who is producing the Showcase.

I don't think I'm gonna do the Showcase,

so I need to keep a low profile...

Yeah, yeah. Listen close now.

There's two kinds of people in this school.

There are the wannabes

and there's gonnabes.

You and I, we're gonnabes. What do we do?

We stay away from the wannabes, all right?

And girls named Yolanda. There are three

of them and they are certifiably...

Crazy? You attract

crazy women? Shocking.

It may seem like I don't have game,

but ladies love a listener.

Plus, I'm telling you,

let me help you find acts.

- Ah, so you're a talent scout?

- Well, bottom line, I'm a DJ.

- Oh, you're a DJ as well?

- Check this.

Whoa.

Okay, yes. You could be very useful.

It was nice meeting you.

You got a girl for the dance?

Because I can hook you up.

Uh, no. Thanks.

Uh, but what do you know

about Bev Van Ravensway?

- Supposed to see her tonight.

- Bev?

- Yeah.

- She's hot...

...but the girl

is mad, mad drama, okay?

I am talking to you

and you don't even know my name.

- I'm Mickey O'Malley.

- Mickey O'Malley.

A rarity in the Irish community.

Om.

RAVl:
Om.

- Om.

- Om.

- Om!

This is not a contest, Ms. Gail.

Just concentrate on your breathing.

My butt is numb.

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