High School Musical 2

Sharpay Evans:
My life is over. I've been a good girl... I've never lied... Except when necessary. I've always bought my parents expensive gifts... using their credit cards, of course!

Sharpay Evans:
You're a good guy, Troy. And actually, right now, I think I like you better than I like myself. Did I just say that?

Sharpay Evans:
I need a little Fabulous, is that so wrong?! singing

Sharpay Evans:
Everything has to be perfect for ME!!

Ms. Darbus:
You must remember, young thespians, learning is never seasonal. So do allow the shimmering lights of summer to refresh and illuminate your fertile young minds!

Chad Danforth:
[whispers] What is she talking about?

Ms. Darbus:
The future greets you with its magic mirror, reflecting each golden moment, each emboldened choice.

Troy Bolton:
Dude! Ms. Darbus has snapped her cap!

Chad Danforth:
Dude, you're actually listening?

Martha:
Hey, Kelsi, what are you planning on doing this summer?

Kelsi:
Grow... write music... grow.

Troy:
Your summer activity consultant has arrived.

Gabriella:
Hopefully some of those activities will include a job.

Sharpay Evans:
I want them out!

Mr. Fulton:
But your mother specifically said -

Sharpay Evans:
Oh, don't you mention that backstabbing yoginni to me! If you can't fire them, make them want to quit!

Troy:
Hey, I'm still me.

Gabriella:
Blowing off your friends? Missing dates? If that's you, it's good to know!

Troy:
No, no, no, no, no. I was only doing that because I'm working on the scholarship thing. You know that.

Gabriella:
[sighs] But if along the way you act like someone you're not, pretty soon that's who you become.

Boi:
I'm telling you, no more games. No more TV, anything. You're staying in time out for the rest of your date today!!! [hits Troy in the elbow]

Troy:
OW! You hit me! For reason that a long time year ago? [to Chad] I'm only thinking what they said. Besides, of this wouldn't be able to anything about it.

[After discovering that his friends were not allowed to perform in the show, Troy confronts Sharpay.]

Sharpay:
[screams] What do you mean, you're not doing the show?

Troy:
Exactly that.

Sharpay:
We're singing a duet, Troy! A duet means two people! Well, mostly me in this case, but whatever! DUET!

Troy:
How's your show going?

Sharpay:
How's it going? My show makes the captain of the Titanic look like he won the lottery.

Gabriella:
(smiling, looking at 'T' necklance) T as in Troy?

Troy:
Well... yeah

Gabriella:
but you’re messing with my friends, my summer and that’s not okay with me

Sharpay:
you don’t like the fact that I won

Gabriella:
what’s the prize? Troy? The star dazzle award? you have to go through all of this just to get either one! No thanks sharpay, you’re very good at a game that I don’t wanna play. So I’m done here, but you better step away from the mirror long enough to check the damage that will always be right behind you!

Sharpay:
girls!

[After discovering that his friends were not allowed to perform in the show, Troy confronts Sharpay.]

Sharpay:
[screams] What do you mean, you're not doing the show?

Troy:
Exactly that.

Sharpay:
We're singing a duet, Troy! A duet means two people! Well, mostly me in this case, but whatever! DUET!

Troy:
I'm an employee. Employees aren't allowed in the show.

Sharpay:
No, no, no, no. No, no. You're an honorary member.

Troy:
Not anymore. I asked Fulton for my kitchen job back.

Sharpay:
What?

Troy:
Sharpay, I don't like the way you've been treating my friends. And I don't like the way I've way I've been treating them either, so I'm doing something about it.

Sharpay:
An entire table of University boosters are coming to see you, thanks to me.

Troy:
So I'll be their waiter. They'll be thrilled.

Sharpay:
Troy, Troy. This could change your life!

Troy:
I'm more interested in what my friends think of me. And what I think of myself.

Sharpay:
Oh, we can hold hands around the campfire some other time! Right now we got a show to do. [grabs Troy's arm to make him follow her]

Troy:
[pulls away and points at her] No. You've got a show to do. I got a kitchen to clean.

[Walks away]

Sharpay:
Hey, Kelsi, come here; I've got a job for you. At our country club, our rehearsal pianist is apparently moving.

Kelsi:
[under her breath] Or hiding.

Sharpay:
What did you say?

Kelsi:
[smiling] Sounds great!

Ryan:
What about our song? What about Humu Humu?

Sharpay:
Change of plans.

Ryan:
What am I supposed to do with my tiki warrior outfit?

Sharpay:
Save it for Halloween, go to a luau, sell it online, I don't know! But in the meantime keep an eye on those Wildcats. If they're planning to be in the show... which I doubt once they hear about Troy and me... I don't want any surprises. Oh and don't worry, I'll find a song for you somewhere in the show. Or the next show.

Ryan:
[sarcastic] Really? Don't strain yourself, slick.

[walks off angrily]

Sharpay:
[to Kelsi] Entertainers are so temperamental. Transpose!

[walks off cheerily]

[Kelsi buries her face in her hands and groans in frustration]

Sharpay:
I will hurt you or hire someone to hurt you