Stage Fright Page #3

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All I ever dreamed of

came true

Now I'm forever haunted

Not bad.

OK, people! See you tomorrow.

Check with David

for your call times, OK?

Hey.

So, have you decided yet?

Artie, stop. I...

I want to. I just...

I'm waiting for the right night.

Like when the show gets

picked up.

To Broadway.

And then we'll have

something to celebrate.

Oh, sweetheart.

I was beginning to think that maybe you

didn't have what it takes to be the lead.

Now I know for sure.

You don't.

Wait!

What?

Are you going to be mad

if I go back to my bunk now?

Are you gonna be mad if I put

Liz onstage tomorrow night?

Disgusting. Ugh.

No, but really,

it's a tough call.

Screw you!

I'll lock up! Psh.

Cam?

Cam, is that you?

Cam?

: Artieeeeee.

Is that you?

: Artieeeeee.

Ah!

- Break a leg!

- Ahhh!

: Hallelujah

Yeahhhhhhh!

- There has been an accident.

- I heard a light fell on him.

Cam. Camilla.

I heard his foot was ripped off.

What happened?

Bunk 8 campers found

Artie Getz in pieces

on the stage this morning.

Roger's calling it an accident,

but Sam's costume is missing.

Cam, do you think this is

connected to your mom?

What?

Maybe this show is cursed.

McCall tries to produce this

10 years ago

and his starlet is killed

on opening night.

He tries again,

and the director gets killed.

Maybe there's somebody out there

that really doesn't want him

to put on this play.

: Like I said before,

the sheriff is on his way.

I can make you this promise:

that whatever

that accident was,

it will not occur again.

Hey.

You OK?

I told you not to get

involved with their crowd

in the first place. - What does

that have to do with anything?

Nothing! I'm just saying, this summer,

ever since you decided to be in their show...

- I just thought

I should try it.

I think about Mom a lot,

and when I got my chance

and I was up there,

singing her songs,

for the first time in my life

I thought,

"Maybe this is what I'm

supposed to do".

I don't expect you to know

what I'm talking about.

I do.

I saw you rehearse.

You were good.

You think so?

Yeah.

Really good.

Right now I just want to leave.

This camp, the play, everything.

So let's go.

- No. No, no, no.

- David, control them.

I gotta call the sheriff.

I gotta call the sheriff!

F***. F***!

Ah! Oh.

Center Stage.

Who am I speaking with?

Victor Brady,

42nd Street Productions.

Who am I speaking with?

Oh, Mr. Brady. This is Roger

McCall. Thank you so much.

Yes, I do recall.

So, tell me about this showcase

you have planned.

We're revivingHaunting.

It is set in feudal Japan,

it is kabuki...

Did you say kabuki?

Uh...

Oh, that's a riot.

Yes, sir, what a riot!

But, sir, you'll be blown away

by this cast.

I need to talk to you.

Who's your Sofia?

I always felt that if Kylie Swanson

hadn't been killed that night,

the show would've run

a lot longer than it did.

Of course.

I agree.

But we have the perfect

successor:
her daughter,

Camilla.

Tonight at eight?

My assistant has the address?

Yes, sir. Of course, sir.

Camilla, I think you need

to get some rest before

your big performance tonight.

Buddy and I are moving out.

Do you know

who was on that phone?

That was Victor Brady,

42nd Street Productions,

and he's coming tonight

to see you.

Well, he's just gonna have

to see Liz instead.

I know you're still shaken

about the accident...

No, it's not that. I just...

I've just realized that

this whole thing is not for me.

Camilla, what about everything

you've worked so hard on?

What about Artie?

What about him?

He wanted you to play Sofia.

He always did.

He told me so.

No, he didn't.

He did.

He told me...

he'd seen you transform

on that stage

as if you were meant

to be Sofia.

But, of course...

you get it

from your mother.

Take tonight.

Give Sofia one last chance.

I'm calling my mom back!

- No, no, please.

- No, no, no, no.

If I don't call my dad,

he is going to kill me!

- Get them down and get them to shut up.

- Quiet!

Quiet!

Thank you.

So, is Limelight cancelled?

You have a decision to make:

if you go in

and use that phone,

the show's over,

camp's over,

and you go home -

to your parents.

Unless!

Unless we wait.

One day.

Just one more day.

And we do the show,

as planned, tonight.

But...

isn't it wrong to sing and dance

- when someone just died?

- Yeah.

- Isn't that illegal?

- What about the sheriff?

Do you remember the first time

you ever saw a musical play?

Do you remember the first time

that you ever got swept away?

No matter what bad stuff

happened that day,

when that show was over,

you probably felt OK.

That's why

theatre has been around so long.

That's why we need

musical songs.

Sing a song, sing a song

when you're in pain

Musicals help you feel high

once again

Sing a song when things are

wrong, don't you fret

Melody's the remedy

to help you forget

From the ancient Greek stage

to today's modern age

Musicals mute out the wars

that we wage

When they made gunpowder,

we just sung louder

From Gilbert & Sullivan

to Rodgers & Hammerstein

Show tunes have shown up

to drown out the battle cries

And when the terrorists get

suicidal, we'll

Be just fine

'cause we have our own bible

We'll dig up our archives

and find a revival

We'll always need singing

and dancing

And whether it's Kander

and Ebb or Andrew Lloyd Webber

These musical treasures will

help us to weather

The horrors of war,

the more that goes wrong

The more that we need for

the show to carry on

Ladies and gentlemen,

presenting tonight's

leading lady,

Camilla Swanson!

When the enemy's on its way

The show must carry on

When they yell,

"Bombs away!"

The show must carry on

We lose soldiers every day,

what's a camper from the play?

The show must carry on!

When we made the decision

to follow our ambition

And come to Center Stage

for dance and song

We knew there'd be

obstructions

Those are part

of all productions

Still the show must

carry on!

When we made the decision

To follow our ambition

We knew there'd be

obstructions

Those are part

of all productions

Still the show must

carry on!

Shut your f***ing face

Your musicals are

full of sh*t

Every single day

You people make me sick

You sound so lame, stuck

inside your stupid dream

You don't know pain

Now I'm gonna make you

screeeeeeeeam!

You're gonna f***ing

screeeeeeeeam!

Shut your f***ing face

Sing a song

Your musicals are full

of sh*t

Every single day

you people make me sick

- And the show must carry on

- Your musicals are full of sh*t!

Every single day

You people make me sick!

- Tonight! Tonight!

- Opening night

Toniiiiiiight

You sure about this?

I'm still gonna move out

with you - don't worry.

Is the prima donna ready?

I found ginger and lemon,

but no honey.

- Oh, I got us covered.

- Come on.

- Where's the stage manager?

- Right here, sir.

This is a real opportunity

for you to step it up.

We're all counting on you.

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