Gotta Kick It Up Page #4

Miss Salinas.

I'm Really Glad

You Decided

To Rejoin Us.

[Starts Cassette Player]

[Music Starts]

All Right, Yolanda,

You Want To Dance Today?

Let's Go.

Then We're Gonna Dance.

5...6...

5, 6, 7, 8.

Now Turn Around.

You

Can Make It If You Try

[Laughter]

5, 6, 7, 8!

[Music Playing]

5, 6, 7, 8!

Good Job.

[School Bell Rings]

Ms. Bartlett?

Yoli And I Were Wondering

If You Thought Any More

About The Meet

At Hamilton

Next Saturday?

Nope.

But Why? We've Been

Working Like Maniacs.

And You've Been

Performing Really Well,

All Of You.

So Why Can't

We Go?

I Need You

To Be Patient.

We Don't Want

To Be Patient.

We Want To Compete.

We Want To Win.

I Know. I--

I Just Don't Think

It Would Be Fair Of Me

To Get Your Hopes Up

Before I Thought

We Could Really,

Really Deliver.

The Next Competition

We Go Into,

I Want Us To Be

The Absolute Best.

She Said No Way.

She Doesn't Think

We're Ready.

I Knew It.

We're Totally Ready.

You Know,

I Think We Should

Just Go On Our Own.

I Know Where They Keep

The Registration Forms

In The Office.

But How Do

We Get There?

We'd Never Get

A Bus Without

Ms. Bartlett.

We Can Have Chuy

And His Boys Drive Us.

Oh, Yeah.

Like My Parents

Would Ever Go

For That.

The Point Is

That We Don't

Have To Tell Them.

Ok...

Wouldn't It

Just Be Easier

To Try To Convince

Ms. Bartlett

That We Really

Are Ready

To Compete Again?

How?

Hold On.

I've Got An Idea.

[Telephone Rings]

Mrs. Kim?

Yes?

Hi. I Have A Note

For Ms. Bartlett.

Can You Please

Show Me Which Box

Is Hers?

Sure. This Way.

Alyssa:
Thank You.

Is This The Only

Bartlett We Have

At Our School?

Yes.

Thank You.

Mm-Hmm.

Dance Team:
Whoo!

[P.A. Playing Dance Music]

Daisy:
And 5, 6, 7, 8!

Daisy:
Go, Ladies!

Ms. Kim,

Who Put On

That Music?

I Have No Idea.

Ms. Bartlett,

What's Going On?

I Don't Remember

Scheduling

Any Performance

For This Afternoon.

I Think The Girls

Are Trying To Prove

That They're Ready

To Compete Again.

Drop It...

Say What?

[Music Ends And Applause]

So, What's Your Opinion?

I Don't Think They Can

Be Considered Ready

For Anything

Until They Learn

To Respect Their Coach.

[Laughing]

Locking Up

The P.A. System?

Taking Over

The Lunch Area?

How Do You Think

That Makes Me Look?

It Makes You Look Good!

Didn't You Check Out

The Way Those Kids

Were Looking At Us?

A Team Is Supposed

To Work Together

With Every Single

One Of Its Members,

Including Its Coach.

Does That Mean

Hamilton's Out Now?

Hamilton Was

Always Out, Yolanda!

You Girls Absolutely

Refuse To Listen To Me!

What Are You

So Afraid Of?

The Only Explanation

I Owe You, Miss Salinas,

Is That We Are Not

Going To Hamilton

Because I Say We're Not!

By The Way,

Mr. Zavala Finally

Found The Old Uniforms.

I Have A Feeling

They May Need Some Work.

[School Bell Rings]

My Mom Had All This

Left From A Job.

She Said Anything

We Can Use,

We're Welcome To.

I Hope Somebody's Good

At Alterations.

Well, I Think

We Definitely Need

To Spice These Up

A Little.

Yeah!

Put Some Sparkle!

Make Them Look--

Hot?

Right, So That

We're All Dressed Up

With Nowhere To Go.

Yeah. What's

Ms. Bartlett's Problem?

I Think The Whole Idea

Of Performing Poorly

Really Freaks Her Out.

Well, If She's Waiting

For Us To Be Perfect,

She Shouldn't

Hold Her Breath.

Want To Hear

What I Have To Say?

Esme...

You Sent In

The Registration

Forms, Right?

Um...Yeah?

So, Who Needs

A Coach?

Let's Just

Get Ourselves

To Hamilton

And Kick It Up!

If We're Going,

We'd Better Get Going.

Do You Think

There's Any Way

Ms. Bartlett

Might Just, Like,

Show Up There?

Why? You Guys Didn't Say

Anything To Her, Did You?

Are You Kidding?

She'd Flip

If She Knew

We Went Behind

Her Back Again.

You Guys,

Can We Seriously

Pull This Off?

Come On! It's Like

My Grandmother Always Says,

Si, Se Puede.

Yes, She's Right,

You Guys.

We'll Just Chant

"Yes, I Can."

Si, Se Puede.

[Together]

Si, Se Puede.

Si, Se Puede.

Si, Se Puede.

[Cheering]

Come On, We're Late.

Coming!

This Is Crazy.

We're Gonna Get

So Busted.

Relax, Chica.

Piece Of Cake.

Welcome, Ladies.

What School

Are You From?

Daisy:

Marshall Middle School.

Oh, Terrific.

Your Coach Has

To Sign In.

Our Coach?

She Is Here With You,

Isn't She?

Um, Yeah! Sure!

Why Wouldn't She Be?

Right. Um...

We--We're Really Late

Getting Here.

Um, We Got Lost

Along The Way,

And Our Coach,

Ms. Bartlett,

She, Um...

She Went To

The Little Girl's

Room And...

She Wanted Me

To Sign Us In.

Splendid.

We Thought

You Were A No-Show.

You Were Supposed

To Be Here

An Hour Ago.

We're Here Now.

Follow Me.

There's A Ahead Of You Onstage.

You're On In 5.

Minutes?

Who's Gonna Start Our Music?

Remember, There's Gotta Be

Someone There To Hit Play.

Give Me The Cd.

See The Console

Over There?

When It's Our Turn,

You Hand Him The Cd,

You Tell Him

It's Cut Number 3, Ok?

And When We're Ready,

I'm Gonna Nod To You

From The Stage,

And You Hit Play.

Cut Number What?

3, Chuy, 3!

I Know, I Know,

I Know.

I'm Just Messing

With Your Head,

That's All.

No, Please, Don't!

Come On!

I'm Under Enough Pressure

As It Is, Ok?

Ok.

Ok.

Peninsula On Stage,

Marshall Dance Team On Deck!

5, 6, 7, And--

G-O-O-D L-U-C-K

Lots Of Luck!

Come On!

[Applause]

[Music Starts]

1, 2, 3, 4

It's Petroleum Jelly.

Do It, Girls!

[Together]

Let's Go, Peninsula!

Here We Go

Come On, Girls!

Work It!

Open Up.

Yuck! What Are

You Trying To Do,

Poison Me?

It Helps

Remind You To Smile.

I'm Smiling.

All:
Together!

[Music Stops]

Here.

Let Me Help You.

Thank You...

For Handing In

The Registration Form.

You Know,

For Getting Us Here.

Ok! Let's Huddle Up!

Ms. Bartlett

Taught Us The Moves

And Got Us Acting

Like A Team.

Now, We Can Do This!

All Right?

Si, Se Puede.

[Together]

Si, Se Puede.

Si, Se Puede.

Si, Se Puede.

Go...Marshall!

Whoo!

P.A.:
Marshall Middle School

Dance Team, Onstage!

[Applause]

Go, Marshall!

Ready? Ready?

[Music Starts]

[New Song Starts]

[Together]

Go On!

[New Song Starts]

Let's Go!

[Together]

Yes!

[Applause]

Excuse Me?

May I Have

A Word With You?

Look, If It's

About Our Coach--

Actually, Dear,

It's About You.

That Was An Incredibly

Impressive Performance.

Thank You.

You Can't Possibly Imagine

How Hard Our Team's

Been Practicing.

It Most Definitely

Shows.

You Can Trust Me

On This.

I'm One

Of The Judges.

No Lie?

I'm Lynell Elliot,

Dean Of The High School

Of Performing Arts.

Daisy Salinas.

Pleasure To Meet You.

Daisy, You Are

Very Talented.

You Have An Ease

And Charisma

Onstage.

Please--

Oh, It's True.

I See A Lot Of Girls

At These Competitions.

Is There Any Chance

You'd Be Interested

In Attending

Our Academy Next Year?

Whoa.

Wow.

You Know, My Mom Would

Never Be Able To Afford

Something Like This.

We Have Scholarships.

There Are A Hundred

Paths To Working It Out

If It's Something

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