The Cheetah Girls 2 Page #7

I'm takin' the train there tomorrow,

meet him, fly home together.

Everything is already set.

I'm OK.

I raised a strong girl.

- I love you.

- I love you, too, Mom.

Thank you.

Ma, what do you mean Galleria's leaving?

I am so sorry, sweetheart.

I'm so sorry.

Tia, what is going on?

She thinks her Spain experience is over,

and she says she's OK with it.

- She's that mad at me? Let me talk to her.

- No, no.

She has made her decision.

Now she's getting some sleep,

and that's what you should do, too.

- We've all been distracted.

- I can't believe I wasted so much time.

- I wasn't there for her.

- She thinks I dumped her for Marisol.

- Well, you did.

- How would you know, Fashion Diva?

Girls, girls...

I just really need to talk to her.

Talk with her in the morning.

Tonight sleep with me.

I'm sorry, sweetheart.

I'm so, so sorry.

Just give her some space.

- See you guys upstairs?

- OK, baby.

- All right.

- OK.

# Four voices

# Perfectly blending

# Right from the start

# Oh

# I'm afraid that's ending

# And my world is fallin' apart

# It's over

# And I feel so alone

# This is a sadness I've never known

# How did I let the sweetest of dreams

# Slip away?

# And I'm afraid the hurt is here to stay

# Promises made, not meant to be broken

# From a long time ago

# Ooh

# So many words still unspoken

# Tell me, how was I to know?

- # It's over

- # It's over

# Never thought it would be

# Why in the world did this happen to me?

# How could I let the sweetest of dreams

# Slip away?

# And I'm afraid the hurt is here to stay

# I go round and round

# And round in my head

# Wanting to take back whatever I said

- # No one was right

- # No one was right

- # Made mistakes

- # We all made mistakes

# I'm ready to do whatever it takes

# Please

# Don't let it be over

# It's over

# No, this is not how it ends

- # I need my sisters

- # I need my sisters, my family

# My family, my friends

# ...the sweetest of dreams slip away?

# ...let the sweetest of dreams slip away?

# 'Cause if it's over

# Then the hurt is here to stay

# Don't let it be over

# Please

# Don't let it be over

# Please don't let it be over

Bubbles?

Bubbles, I know you're mad.

I just wanna talk.

Bubbles...

Bubbles?

She's gone.

Hello?

Marisol, I can't talk right now.

Hay una problema.

Galleria's on her way to the train station.

No, she's going home.

I can't talk.

I'll call you later. Bye.

# Amigas, Cheetahs

# Friends for life

# Amigas, Cheetahs

# Livin' the dream

# Nothin' is ever gonna come between

# Amigas

This song was written

for four-part harmony.

We can't do this without you, girl.

This is the best song you've ever written.

Thanks.

Can you forgive me?

Yes, I forgive you, Chuchi.

- Bubbles, friends forever?

- Forever.

- Look at us.

- I can't believe this right now.

OK, but, you guys... listen, I'm only

coming back if you guys really work.

I'm focused. No, seriously,

I'm so focused...

No, it doesn't mat...

It's not anybody's fault.

- Come on, we're ready.

- You're ready? OK.

Excuse me.

Miss Chanel, your telephone.

Gracias.

Hello?

Chanel, hola. Cmo ests?

Hola, Lola. Hold on.

I'm going to put you on speaker.

Listen, Chanel,

I am very sorry about Galleria, but...

Oh, Lola, hey, no, I'm here.

That was just one big misunderstanding.

Don't worry.

The Cheetahs are back

and ready to be fierce!

Oh, Galleria!

I'm so glad you're back.

This is fantastic news, dear, you know,

because I was just now

booking a warm-up gig

for this Wednesday at the Dancing Cat.

Yes, and you know, I think that we can

discuss about the music selection later.

- How about that?

- Nah, it's all good.

Galleria's written her best song ever,

and we're singing that for the competition,

but we've got material

for a warm-up gig.

Well, that's very good.

OK, girls, well, listen.

Then I will call you later, OK?

Ciao for now. Thank you. Bye-bye.

Bye!

All right, after Chanel,

we go straight to Aqua's...

They're back together.

What was I supposed to do, Mom?

Put Galleria on the train myself?

- Who are you calling?

- The Dancing Cat.

He's crazy about you.

That's obvious.

Then how come he didn't ask me

to marry him?

Please sit down.

His family was wonderful

to Chanel and me,

and every day, we have more in common,

and we have a great time together.

I mean, I'm a lot of fun, Dorothea, a lot

of fun, and I just... I love him, oh, God.

What else can I do? What else can I say?

What else can I wear? I mean...

Do you think it's because Luc

knows that Chanel doesn't like him?

Oh, how Cheetah is that?

- Mm-hmm.

- Ohh...

S? Pase adelante.

Chanel, come in. Please sit down.

No, I don't... I don't need to sit, Luc.

I just want to say I'm sorry.

Look, I'm sorry about you,

me and my mom

and how I've been acting

like a spoiled brat standing in the way.

I'm sorry I didn't trust you.

I was wrong.

Hey, little one...

look...

I plan to have a life with your mother,

and I hope you will be a part of it.

I've seen my mom get hurt so many times.

I just didn't want to see it happen again.

I love your mother, Chanel.

I would never hurt her.

That's what everybody says until they do it.

Look, for years, I've been the wall

that kept out the hurt.

But now... I'm keeping her

away from real love.

From you.

Wow.

- Thank you for saying that.

- No, Luc.

Thank you... for your generosity.

If it wasn't for you, the Cheetah Girls

wouldn't be even be here in Spain.

I would be so proud

to be a part of your family.

Have I ruined my chance?

Come on, come on.

Come on, come on, come on.

- Shh.

- OK. All right.

- Where's Luc?

- He's coming, he's coming.

Coming through.

Excuse me.

May I ask you something, please?

- Oh, really...

- Uh...

Will you marry me?

- Go on! Say yes!

- Yes!

Come on!

- Yes.

- Good.

Well, I-I have the...

Right here, right here, right here.

Ah, here it is.

Yes!

Marco?

Come on, come on.

Outside.

Marco told me you were up here. You

haven't been answering my call for days.

Thanks for letting us

use your dance studio.

It's not my dance studio.

Luc owns the building.

I help out by giving lessons

and working in his office.

- What?

- I didn't introduce you the other day

because I couldn't afford to take you

to where they were going. Besides...

I just wanted to be with you.

- But I thought that you're...

- Yes, I'm a count, and broke.

Any money our family had

was gone long ago.

Knowing who your ancestors are

isn't necessarily that great. I guess it's...

Complicated.

Hey, Dorinda, we're ready to tango.

- We're gonna go, 'cause y'all gonna...

- My bad.

Well, New York, you came all the way

to Barcelona just to meet another dancer.

Joaquin, I feel terrible.

I misread and judged and... ugh.

Everything that I know I shouldn't do.

I'm sorry.

Don't apologize. Just dance with me.

- I can't. We have to rehearse.

- No.

This fall in New York.

I have a competition.

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