Scene I
Terri: Hey, want to hear something cool? A protection chant.
Ashley: Terri, I'm sorta busy right now.
Terri: 'I call upon my angelic guardians. I call upon my spirit guides."
Ashley: I call upon Terri to stop freaking me out. Why'd you pick that topic for your presentation, anyways?
Terri: I love this mystic oracle stuff.
Ashley: Gives me the creeps. Anyway. I think I've got our song down. Finally. Listen. (singing) Wow. We are so going to be the stars of the cabaret.
Terri: Ah, I thought we were going to pick the song's pace up a bit?
Ashley: This is the right pace. You know that, right?
Terri: Uh, sure. I just thought we were supposed to be a duo. You could sing this on your own.
Ashley: We are a duo. Come on. Sing along this time.
Scene II
Liberty (on announcements): Are you serious about performing at lunchtime cabaret? Then you need to sign up with me by noon today. I'll decide if your act is appropriate, and up to our usual standards.
Paige: Ter. We should totally hook up for the cabaret.
Terri: I'm already doing a duo with Ash. "Two Girls and a Keyboard."
Paige: Hon, that sounds lamer than Heather Sinclair's highland sword dance.
Terri: I know. But the song Ash wrote means the world to her. Too bad it's just... blah.
Paige: You need me. To jazz it up, add some style.
Terri: I tried to get her to do that already, but she won't.
Paige: She won't? It's a duet, not a dictatorship. Just tell her you want a poppier song. And a trio!
Mr. Raditch: Good morning, aspiring scholars. In light of Ms. Kwan's continued absence, I am going to be your homeroom teacher again today.
(class groans)
Mr. Raditch: Please take your seats.
Ashley: This cabaret's going to be the best one. Just wait till they hear our song.
Terri: Ash?
Ashley: Yeah?
Terri: Yeah. Can't wait.
Scene III
Emma: It's a poetic dance on an environmental theme, Sean. You'll love it.
Sean: I don't dance.
Emma: You don't have to dance. Manny and I will dance. I just want you to be the hunter.
Sean: I don't wear leotards.
Manny: We don't wear leotards. Just black, like panthers. In honor of our basketball team.
Emma: And because they're endangered. In our piece we're gunned down by a hunter. It has a strong message.
Sean: I don't hunt.
Emma: I can't believe Sean won't do it. It's gonna be so good. The audience will be entertained and learn something in the process.
J.T.: Leotards and learning don't go together. Leotards and laughter do.
Emma: You're so primitive.
Manny: Who're we gonna get to be the hunter?
Emma: We'll find somebody.
Toby: I'll do it.
J.T.: What?
Emma: Really? Toby, you're the best!
Toby: Eh, I do what I can.
Emma: We rehearse after school in the gym.
Toby: See you there.
J.T.: Wow. I think it's cool when guys get in touch with their feminine side.
Toby: 'Course you do, J.T. Look at you.
J.T.: Ha-ha. Funny.
Scene IV
Terri: There are many mystic oracles, but tarot and ouija are my favorite. Now, can I have a volunteer?
Spinner: Madame Terri? I'll do it.
Terri: Take a deep breath. What would you like to ask the oracle?
Spinner: Uh, great mystic oracle, am I really a super stud?
Mr. Simpson: You don't need an oracle to answer that one, Gavin. Ask another serious question, please.
Spinner: What was the name of my first pet?
Terri: I call upon my angelic guardians. I call upon my spirit guides.
Spinner: R... O... C... K... Y. Rocky. How did you know? That's cool! And, uh, just a bit creepy.
Mr. Simpson: That was quite something, Terri. Excellent use of Power Point. You've earned top marks. Which is just as well. I wouldn't want the mystical oracles against me.
Paige: Ash, you don't really believe in this stuff, do you?
Ashley: In the real stuff, yeah. My aunt predicted my grandma's stroke. By reading tea leaves.
Paige: So, if you heard a prediction, one that affected you, you'd believe it?
Ashley: Yeah, I'd be stupid not to.
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Degrassi // Season 1
Teen FictionThe lives of the kids at Degrassi Community School dealing with the serious and sometimes taboo issues that plague teenagers. (Disclaimer. I do not own any of this content)