Join best friends Sam Puckett and Cat Valentine as they move to Albuquerque, New Mexico for Sam to have a better education.Soon they began make a lot of new friends at East High School. Along the way Cat unexpectedly finds love with a basketball pla...
-MEN'S LOCKER ROOM {Coach Bolton sits in his office reading a paper while eating a sandwich. At the same time Miss Darbus enters and makes her way down the aisles of lockers and showers} Boy: Whoa! Miss Darbus: Ooh! Boy: Head's up! {One of the boys throws a towel, nearly hitting Miss Darbus. Nevertheless she continues. She finally arrives at Coach Bolton's office} Miss Darbus: Alright Bolton. Cards on the table right now. Coach Bolton: Huh? Miss Darbus: You're tweaked because I put your stars in detention and now you're getting even. Coach Bolton: What are you talking about, Darbus? Miss Darbus: Your all-star son turned up at my audition. Now, I give every student an even chance, which is a long and honorable tradition in the theater. Something you wouldn't understand. But, if he is planning sort of a practical joke in my chapel of the arts... Coach Bolton: Troy doesn't even sing. Miss Darbus: Oh, well, you're wrong about that. But I will not allow my Twinkle Town musicale to be made into farce. Coach Bolton: (mockingly) Twinkle Town? Miss Darbus: See? I knew it. Coach Bolton: Hey... Miss Darbus: I knew it! Coach Bolton: Sounds like a winner. Good luck on Broadway! {Miss Darbus promptly leaves the locker room in a huff}
-OUTDOOR EATING AREA {Gabriella and Taylor discuss the incident in the cafeteria} Gabriella: Is Sharpay really, really mad at me? I said I was sorry. Taylor: Look, no one has beaten out Sharpay for a musical since kindergarten. Gabriella: I wasn't trying to beat anyone out. We didn't even audition, we were just singing. Taylor: You won't convince Sharpay of that. I'm telling you, if that girl could figure out a way to play both Romeo and Juliet her own brother would be aced out of a job.
Gabriella: I told you it just happened, but I liked it. A lot. Did you ever feel like there's this whole other person inside of you just looking for a way to come out? Taylor: Not really, no. {Taylor looks at Gabriella and giggles. The bell rings announcing that lunch is over} Taylor: Let's go.
SHARPAY'S LOCKER {Sharpay opens her locker to examine the damage to her clothes as Zeke approaches} Zeke: Hey, Sharpay, I thought that since Troy Bolton's gonna be in your show... Sharpay: (holding her finger up) Troy Bolton is not in my show. Zeke: OK, umm... well, I just thought maybe you could watch me play ball sometime or something. Sharpay: I'd rather stick pins in my eyes. Zeke: Wouldn't that be awfully uncomfortable? Sharpay: (with venom) Evaporate, tall person! {Sharpay storms off} Zeke: (calling after her) I bake! If that helps.
-GABRIELLA'S LOCKER {Gabriella opens her locker allowing a note to fall. She picks up the note and reads it. A smile appears on her face as the scene changes} SCIENCE CLUB ROOF {We find that it was Troy who left the note in Gabriella's locker, and that he is waiting for her. Gabriella arrives} Gabriella: Wow! It's like a jungle up here. Troy: Yeah, just like that cafeteria. Gabriella: Where I just humiliated myself into the next century. Troy: No! Come on. Gabriella: So this is your private hideout? Troy: Yeah. Thanks to the science club. Which means that my buddies don't even know it exists. Gabriella: You pretty much have the school wired, don't you Troy? Seems to me like everyone on campus wants to be your friend. Troy: Unless we lose. Gabriella: I'm sure it's tricky being the coach's son. Troy: Makes me practice a little harder, I guess. I don't know what he's gonna say when he finds out about the singing. Gabriella: You worried? Troy: My parents friends are always saying, "Your son's the basketball guy. You must be so proud." Sometimes I don't wanna be the "basketball guy." I just wanna be a guy. You know? Gabriella: I saw the way you treated Kelsi at the audition yesterday. Do your friends know that guy? Troy: To them, I'm the playmaker dude. Gabriella: Then they don't know enough about you, Troy. At my other schools I was the freaky math girl. It's cool coming here and being anyone I wanna be. When I was singing with you I just felt like... a girl. Troy: You even look like one, too. {Gabriella giggles softly at Troy's joke} Gabriella: Do you remember in kindergarten how you'd meet a kid and know nothing about them, then ten seconds later you're playing like you're best friends because you didn't have to be anything but yourself. Troy: Yeah. Gabriella: Singing with you felt like that. Troy: Well, um... I never thought about singing. That's for sure. Till you. Gabriella: So you really wanna do the callbacks? Troy: Hey, just call me me freaky callback boy. Gabriella: (giggling) You're a cool guy, Troy. But not for the reasons your friends think. And thanks for showing me your top-secret hiding place. Like kindergarten. {Bell rings. Troy and Gabriella both sigh as Troy takes Gabriella's hand as they get back inside} -SCHOOL {We see Kelsi in the music classroom sitting at the piano, writing, "Breaking Free". Next we see Troy practicing the song in a locked room as Ryan hears Troy and tries to investigate but due to the locked door, can't get in. Next we see Gabriella in the girl's bathroom, practicing the same song as Sharpay approaches. Gabriella hides and narrowly avoids Sharpay. Next we see Gabriella rehearsing with Kelsi, and then Troy rehearses with Kelsi} -GYM Coach Bolton: (blows his whistle while running a drill) Let's go, guys! Make it sharp! To the chest, come on! Pop it! Come on, guys. Step with it! Let's go! (gets over to Chad) Come on, move it! Let's go! Come on guys, focus! Focus! Get your head in the game! Move it! (gets to Jason and takes the ball) You seen Troy? Jason: (nervously) No... Coach. Coach Bolton: (blows whistle) Again, let's go! -AUDITORIUM {Troy is painting a set piece while Gabriella is helping to sew a costume. They both look at each other and begin moving to the beat of the song in their minds, until Miss Darbus walks over and gives them her stern look} -GYM {Whistle blows. Practice is over} Coach Bolton: That's it, guys. Let's hit the showers. (to a teammate) Good hustle. Let's see that in the game. {As the rest of the team is leaving, Troy shows up. Chad shoves the ball into Troy's stomach as he passes. Coach Bolton does not look happy. There is an uncomfortable silence between the two. Neither is willing to look the other in the eye} Troy: I, uh... think I'm gonna stay a while. Work on some free throws. Coach Bolton: Well, since you missed practice, I think your team deserves a little effort from you today. {Coach Bolton leaves the gym. As he does, Gabriella appears behind Troy} Gabriella: Wow. So this is your real stage. Troy: (chuckles at Gabriella's wording) Yeah. I guess you could call it that. Or just a smelly gym. {Troy hands the ball to Gabriella who shoots the ball and makes the basket, impressing Troy} Troy: Whoa! Don't tell me your good at hoops, too. Gabriella: You know, I once scored 41 points on a league championship game. Troy: No way. Gabriella: Mm-hm. Yeah, and in the same day, I invented the space shuttle and microwave popcorn. Troy: Oh! Microwave popcorn. Ha-ha. Funny. {Troy shoots the ball and makes another great basket} Gabriella: I've been rehearsing with Kelsi. Troy: Me, too. And, um, by the way, I missed practice. So if I get kicked off the team it should be on your conscience. Gabriella: (getting a bit defensive) Hey, I wasn't the one who told you to sing... Troy: (becoming playful) Gabriella, chill. {Gabriella decides to take the ball from Troy} Troy: (as Gabriella takes the ball away) Hey, that's traveling. (door opens) No that's really bad traveling.
Gabriella: What? What? {Troy runs up behind Gabriella and picks her up and spins making her laugh as the door that opened closes} Coach Bolton: Miss! I'm sorry, this is a closed practice. Troy: (taken aback by his father) Dad, come on, practice is over. Coach Bolton: Not till the last player leaves the gym. Team rule. Gabriella: Oh, I'm sorry, sir. Troy: Um, Dad, this is Gabriella Montez. Coach Bolton: (rudely) Ah, your detention buddy. {Gabriella's warm smile fades as she hands the ball back to Troy} Gabriella: I'll see you later, Troy. Nice meeting you, Coach Bolton. {Gabriella runs out of the gym} Coach Bolton: (calling after her in a montone voice) You as well, Miss Montez. {Troy and Coach Bolton wait untill Gabriella is out of earshot to continue} Troy: Dad, detention was my fault, not hers. Coach Bolton: You haven't missed practice in three years. That girl shows up... Troy: That girl is named Gabriella. And she's very nice. Coach Bolton: Well, helping you miss practice doesn't make her very nice. Not in my book. Or your team's. Troy: (raising his voice) Dad, she's not a problem. She's just a girl. Coach Bolton: (shouting) But you're not just a guy, Troy. (softly) You're the team leader. What you do effects not only this team, but the entire school. And without you completely focused, we're not gonna win next week.The championship games - they don't come along all the time. They're something special. Troy: Yeah, well a lot of things are special, Dad. Coach Bolton: But you're a playmaker... not a singer, right? Troy: Did you ever think maybe I could be both? {Coach Bolton has no answer. Troy drops the ball and walks away. As he leaves the gym, we see that the rest of the team has been outside the whole time, eavesdropping} Jason: What? Chad: Let's go. -NEXT DAY, SCHOOL LIBRARY
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Chad: What spell has this elevated-IQ temptress girl cast that suddenly makes you wanna be in a musical? Troy: Look, I just did it. Who cares? Chad: Who cares? How about your most loyal best friend? Miss Falsaff: Quiet in here, Mr. Danforth. Chad: (feigning innocence) It's him Miss Falsaff, not me. {Miss Falsaff moves on} Chad: (to Troy) Look, (spins his basketball on his finger) you're a hoops dude, not a musical singer person. Chad: hands the ball to Troy, who sighs, and tosses it right back to Chad} Chad: Have you ever seen Michael Crawford on a cereal box? Troy: Who's Michael Crawford? Chad: Exactly my point. He was the Phantom of the Opera on Broadway. Now my mom has seen that musical 27 times, and put Michael Crawford's picture in our refrigerator. Yeah, not on it, in it. So my point is, if you play basketball, you're gonna end up on a cereal box. If you sing in musicals, you'll end up in my mom's refrigerator. Troy: Why would she put his picture in her refrigerator? Chad: One of her crazy diet ideas. Look, I, I don't attempt to understand the female mind, Troy. {Miss Falsaff appears again} Chad: It's frightening territory. How can you expect the rest of us to be focused on a game if you're off somewhere in leotards singing "Twinkle Town"? Troy: No one said anything about leotards. Chad: Not yet, my friend, but just you wait. Look, we need you Captain. Big time. Miss Falsaff: Mr. Danforth. Chad: I tried to tell him, Miss Falsaff. (to Troy) Really tried. [Cat and Sam both showed up Cat and said hi to Chad] Cat:Hi Chad! Miss Falsaff:SHHH! Cat:*whispers* hiii. Chad:Hey, what's up Cat? Cat:Nothing we were just looking for a book about algebra and geometry for a math assignment until I heard you say something about Michael Crawford. Sam:Who the heck is Michael Crawford? Cat:Oh,he was the Phantom of the Opera on Broadway.Everyone knows that. Chad:(to Troy) See? She gets it.
