Camp Rock 2: The Final Jam Page #4

Yeah

I'm not confused

Let's win this thing

We can't back down

There's too much at stake

Don't walk away

Don't walk away

Don't walk away

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

We've got a situation

That we can't ignore

'Cause ignorance

Is not bliss

We don't have to take this

No

With every big decision

Comes an equally important

Share of the risk

We've gotta take this, ohh

ALL:
We can't back down

There's too much at stake

Too much

This is serious

Don't walk away

We can't pretend

It's not happening

In our own backyard

Our own home plate

We've been called out

Do you hear your name?

We've been called out

I'm not confused

Let's win this thing

We can't back down

We've been called out

There's too much at stake

We've been called out

Don't walk away

Don't walk away

We can't back down

We can't back down

Not right now

We can't back down

BROWN:

What's going on?

Well, you said you needed

some new counselors, so...

I found you some.

Then it looks like I should call

this staff meeting to order.

Yes.

Thank you.

BOY:
Yes.

GIRL:
All right.

GIRL:

Come on, Terry.

No, nada. Guys,

I already told you,

I'm not gonna be doing this.

Jason, you're looking

at this all wrong.

This isn't punishment.

It's a reward.

Really?

Really.

This just means

that everybody thinks

that you have

the leadership skills,

the maturity,

the intelligence--

You think I'm intelligent?

No.

--and the sheer guts

to take on this challenge.

Wow, you're good.

Thank you.

You're right.

This is an honor.

Exactly. Now, get in there

and make us proud.

We'll be right here

if you need us.

(children squealing)

All right.

Run.

Run.

Hi, everybody. I'm Jason.

I'm gonna be your counselor.

I'm a little new at this

so I thought you guys

would go a little bit

easier on me.

What do you say?

I say, let's get him.

ALL:
Yeah!

Guys, guys, hold on a minute.

Now get him.

No, no, no.

No, no, no. No.

(all yelling)

(upbeat pop music playing)

All right, let's dance.

Sorry.

(children clamoring)

All good?

ALL:
All good.

Let's do this.

Yes. Yes, yes, yes.

Here we go, guys. All right.

Circle, down.

Head, meet, out.

Louder.

(all singing scales)

Awesome.

Got a color that looks good

with his eye color.

What about this, girls? Right?

Hi.

(children squealing)

(groans)

Enough.

Do you wanna rock?

Well, you know what?

You don't deserve to rock.

Why should I show you the first

thing about being a rock star,

if you don't wanna show me

any respect?

Well, okay, then.

Who wants to play the drums?

Who wants to play the guitar?

Who wants to be a lead singer?

Well, you are gonna

have to buy tighter pants

and learn how to play

a tambourine.

I heard that.

JASON:
Sorry.

(whispers):

It's true.

(piano playing in distance)

(ducks quacking)

Nate?

Yeah.

Shane. What's up, bro?

What are you doing?

Um, lifeguard duty.

Schedule's a mess,

but you can't be too careful.

Just one last look.

All clear.

So, what do I have to do to pull

you away from this clipboard?

Mitchie,

I just rolled 100 pounds

of raw hamburger all by myself.

I told you, honey,

I needed help.

No, no, no, that--

That's impossible.

I know for a fact

that I scheduled--

Absolutely nobody. I'm so sorry.

What's going on?

This isn't working.

The kitchen is a disaster.

Yesterday, I ordered 50 pounds

of black beans

and they delivered

Well, you gotta admit, Mom,

you don't have the best

handwriting.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Okay, it's rock 'n' roll, right?

It's gonna be

a little chaotic.

I think you're doing great.

We'll just make

some adjustments

to the schedule, yeah?

Perfect. Shane,

help Connie with the hamburgers.

Actually, I've--

I've got this thing--

Oh, really?

Well, come on, pretty boy.

No, but--

(laughing)

(playing steady beat)

All right, that's it.

Now pick it up.

Bring it home.

I knew you could do it.

All right, now it's, uh,

getting a little late,

so what do you say

we all go enjoy some free time?

ALL:
Yeah.

BOY:
All right.

(soft theme playing)

Hey, man.

Oh.

What are you doing?

Why does everybody

keep doing that?

Sorry, we're just doing our part

as activity directors.

And what's the activity today?

Wakeboarding.

(laughing)

No!

Oh!

(soft theme playing)

(grunts)

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm great.

(sighs)

Uh, don't suppose

you came over here

to see anyone

in particular.

No,

just getting some exercise.

Do you play a lot of sports?

Canoeing.

That's pretty much it.

I'm really

not all that sporty either.

I played soccer when I was

little, but who doesn't?

I don't know if it counts

as a sport,

but I'd kind of love

to be a dancer.

It's like my nerdy secret,

"if I could be anything,

that's what I'd be" wish.

What would you be?

I don't know.

Never thought about it.

Probably because if you could

be anything, you'd be you.

(both chuckling)

Uh, do you wanna hear something

really stupid?

I was goofing around,

and I accidentally sort of

wrote your name on my hand

but used permanent ink

by mistake.

No one's ever written my name

on their hand before.

Really more my wrist.

Heh.

Dana--

Yeah?

AXEL:

Dana?

Oh, it's my dad.

I'm so sorry, I'm not supposed

to be talking to you.

Hurry. Go.

AXEL:

Dana?

Dana.

Hey.

I saw this canoe.

Ugh. Don't touch it,

it's one of theirs.

I'll have an attendant

fish it out.

What's that on your wrist?

Nothing.

You wanna know what I wanna be?

The kind of guy who can tell you

how he really feels.

I hate canoes.

(upbeat theme playing)

I'm still an idiot.

I still agree.

Dude,

you can't keep hitting me.

Thank you.

(footsteps approaching)

Oh!

(Mitchie giggling)

SHANE:

Ow.

Thanks, Mitchie.

I had absolutely

the best day ever.

Everything's finally

starting to work out.

That's great.

It's all because of you.

No, it's because of us.

Now that everybody else

has gotten your time,

I think I'm gonna demand

some of my own.

It hasn't been that bad.

The whole reason I'm here,

the reason my brothers are here,

is so I can

get to know you better.

It's only been like two seconds.

And that is

the sweetest thing

that anybody has ever

said to me.

But...

But--

BARRON (over PA):

Now a word from

your friendly

neighborhood announcer.

Will the counselors

scheduled for the bonfire

please report to the mess hall.

But you gotta go.

But we gotta go.

Are you coming?

No, it's cool. I'll catch up.

Shane.

Go, they need you.

Okay.

(guitar playing soft music)

Hey. I'm impressed.

Ehh.

You seem to be doing

much better with them.

It took

a little bit of time,

but I think I finally gained

their respect.

(whispering indistinctly)

(laughing)

Who glued me to this log?

(all laughing)

(singsong):

Log Butt, Log Butt.

We're gonna call you Log Butt.

You know what's worse

than being called Log Butt?

Is being sat on by Log Butt.

Oh! Ooh!

BROWN:

Run. Run, he's got you.

Come back here.

Fireflies.

I'm gonna get this one.

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