High School Musical 2 Page #5

Mighty Mount Fufu spit

Tiki, Tiki

Want to speaky, speaky, speaky

With the mighty spirit Fufu

Tiki, Tiki

Want to speaky, speaky, speaky

- The words I will not mince

- Word!

Please make a man

Of my fresh fish prince

This is real fish talk. No lie.

And then the fish turns

into a gorgeous prince and sings...

I'm Prince Humu

Humu, nuku, nuku, a pua'a

No. No way.

Makahiki malihini who

With me.

Humu, humu, nuku, nuku, a pua'a

Hawana waka, waka, waka

Niki pu, pu, pu

Everybody!

Humu, humu, nuku, nuku, a pua'a

Makahiki malihini who

Humu, humu, nuku, nuku, a pua 'a

Hawana waka, waka, waka

Niki pu, pu, pu

Waka, waka, waka

Niki pu, pu, pu

One minute.

We'll talk about this later.

So, you love it?

Look, you ever tried just singing?

I mean, without all the lights and sets

and, like, backup people?

Well, it'd be much harder

to get applause that way.

I'm not talking about applause.

I'm talking about hanging out

with friends.

You know, doing nothing,

and singing for fun.

Wait a minute. Not doing anything.

That might work.

A dark stage, a single spotlight.

We break out of darkness

into the circle of light.

- Wait, "we"?

- No set, no frills.

- Oh, man.

- Simple.

Dramatic. Just you and me.

That is such a great idea, Troy.

We could do it at our club talent show.

Look, I'm here to work.

Sharpay, I already told you

being onstage really is your thing,

it's not mine.

It could be our thing.

Time out on that one, okay?

I've got an "our thing,"

it's with Gabriella, and...

And I'm very late for her, so I got to go.

- But the show could be so amazing...

- I love your shoes.

- You like them?

- I really do.

I bought them in New York.

I have them in nine colours.

Girls! Again from the top.

Hey, lifeguard!

You're crazy, Wildcat!

And so late, but I brought food,

a few little candles.

I'm good for a poolside picnic.

What do you say?

Zeke even made desserts.

But first, I dare you to jump in.

You know we're not supposed

to be in the pool. Club rules.

Cramp!

I need a lifeguard!

Rescue me! Rescue me!

Here I come!

Thanks for coming in. Follow me.

Oh, listen.

You know, right now, with you,

it's finally starting to feel like summer.

Yeah, it is.

The water bugs are back.

Look, Mr Fulton, this was my idea,

she had nothing to do with it.

I generously overlooked

your previous break violation,

but then came the golf course jaunt,

and now this. Two strikes.

Don't get a third. Out of the pool.

Sharpay's dad let me play a few holes

and then invited me to dinner

with some U of A alumni.

Really?

And they were talking

about scholarships,

while Jason and Chad

were, like, serving me.

And getting paid for it. It's called a job.

You were invited,

nothing wrong with that.

Yeah. I don't know. It felt weird.

I love that you've got the team

working together,

but you're not gonna be

a Wildcat forever.

The team is now, and that's... It's good,

but everybody's got their own future.

I'm not sure I know what you mean.

Well, when you graduate,

lots of people are gonna be

chasing the same opportunities.

There's nothing wrong with

keeping your eye on the prize.

In fact, if you don't, you get left behind.

Yeah, I know, I'm just saying,

I didn't get my friends jobs at the club

so they could sit and watch me

eat in the dining room.

You know, I'm just saying

never be ashamed of attention,

as long as you've earned it.

You know, a scholarship's special,

that's why there's only a few

to go around.

Yeah, yeah. I get it, Dad.

Okay. So, how was the food

at Lava Springs?

Insanely good.

- Take it out for a spin.

- No way.

Well, you didn't think I was going

to drive this heap, did you?

Yes! Yes!

Okay, bring those knees up as high

as you can and circle those arms.

Hey, water bug. Last night was so fun.

I really didn't mean

to get you in trouble.

Same here.

- So, maybe today we can have our...

- Troy?

What time is your lunch break?

Troy!

-1:
30.

-1:
30, great.

Free cheeseburgers are on me.

Everybody looks great. Awesome job.

Okay, now, some jumping jacks.

Hey. What is she up to?

- Who knows?

- Believe me, she does.

I'm sorry I'm late, Mr Fulton,

but about the pool thing last night,

you can't blame Gabriella...

- I'm promoting you.

- You're what?

There's an opening

as an assistant to the golf pros.

Salaried job, no clocking in.

- But, I...

- $500 a week, plus tips.

What? Per week?

Oh, my... That's off the hook!

I think it sounds very manageable.

Shall we?

Bolton!

- Wait. So you want me to teach golf?

- To kids. Oh, the joy.

- But, sir, I don't think I'm qualified.

- Worry not.

Simply show the little angels

which end of the club to hold,

tee the ball up, then duck.

In addition, the board is extending

membership privileges to you.

You have complete use

of club facilities, but do so prudently,

meaning, fellow Wildcats? Not.

Congratulations.

You'll find an appropriate choice

of clothing here.

Do not mix checks with plaids,

blue with browns,

and avoid wearing white socks

at all cost.

Leave your shoes outside the locker,

they will be buffed and polished

each evening.

Yes! Oh, man!

Save it for the first tee.

And to get there,

this might come in handy.

That's the key to your golf cart.

Number 14.

The same number that's on your

basketball uniform, so I'm told.

Questions?

How did this happen?

It would seem that the Evans family

thinks you have untapped potential.

Young man,

the future is full of uncharted waters,

and this family has real clout,

so I suggest you take the ride.

Yeah.

Italian.

Awesome, junior golfers!

You guys look amazing!

Hey! Hey! Slow down, champ.

Slow down.

Save some for the other kids.

There you go.

Cool shorts, buddy.

All right. Hey. Hey, cutie.

Try holding the club that way,

you're going to hit it way farther.

All right. Nice backswing, man.

Nice backswing.

Good job, killer. Make the ball fear you.

You look good. Great job, everybody.

Good job, guys!

- Bolton. Bolton. Your 11:30 is here.

- Thanks, man.

Good luck, buddy.

Troy!

Oh, man.

- Cool balls.

- Thanks.

You're welcome.

By the end of summer,

you'll have me playing like a pro.

Yeah.

If I live that long.

I'm so excited about the show.

Oh, and don't worry.

We'll find something great to do.

Look, Sharpay, I already told you,

singing really isn't my thing.

And here's the best news,

all the Redhawk boosters will be there.

- Really?

- Of course.

We'll lock up your scholarship

with a high "C" right from centre stage.

We're all in this together, right?

Your parents have been really,

really nice, Sharpay,

but singing with you

isn't a part of my job.

I know,

just something you promised to do.

Remember?

You look fabulous in your new clothes,

by the way.

- You like the shoes? They're Italian.

- Nice.

Let me show you how this is done.

It's really easy.

Just line up to your target.

Nice, easy backswing.

- Hey, Gab.

- Hey!

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