Buster: Whoa-oh! That's a heck of a trunk you've got there! Thanks a lot, kid!
Meena: Uh, Mr. Moon and Miss. Moon? My name is Meena, and I baked a cake for you two and, uh, I was wondering if you two would, maybe, give me a second chance to...
Pippa: Just a moment, please. Be right with ya. Hmm. (strains)
Johnny: (playing piano)
(electricity crackles)
Mike: Yay! It's about time.
Johnny: (continues playing piano)
Miss Crawly: (groans) Johnny...
Buster: Yep, mind your head here. Hey, can you pull that scenic cable?
Meena: You mean this?
Pippa: Yes, that's it!
Meena: (pulls the scenic cable)
Buster: Great. And the house lights? (Meena pulls the house lights)
Meena: Wow.
Pippa: Oh, I know. Beautiful, isn't she? You know what, kid? How would you like to be a part of this show?
Meena: Really? Wait, oh my gosh, I was gonna ask about that.
Buster: Great! Because I could really use a stagehand.
Meena: Stagehand? But...
Pippa: Ah, don't worry about it. You're gonna pick it up in no time. I'll teach you everything I know. Follow me. There are the rehearsal spaces and dressing rooms and up here, we got workshops and main office.
Gunter: Up in the air! Touch your toes!
Pete: (vocalizing)
Ash: (playing guitar)
Maddie: In old Ohio there's a team that's known throughout the land. Eleven warriors brave and bold, whose fame will ever stand. And when the ball goes over, our cheers will reach the sky, Ohio Field will hear again the Buckeye Battle Cry! Drive, Drive on down the field, men of the scarlet and gray; don't let them through that line, we've got to win this game today, COME ON OHIO! Smash through to victory, we cheer you as you go! Our honor defend we will fight to the end for OHIO!
Meena: Awesome.
Mike: Awesome? (scoffs) I think the word you're after is "awful," and that's me restraining myself. There's not an ounce of talent between 'em. Not an ounce. In fact, you know what? I think that prize is as good as mine already. Yes, indeed. I am about to come into a very, very large sum of money. $100,000 to be precise.
Banker: Well, is that so? In that case, sir, you'll be wanting our platinum card.
Mike: (gasps)
(car honks)
(hip-hop music playing)
Mike: Well, well, well... Hello again. (chuckles)
Ash/Lance: (laughing)
Lance: Oh man! These are like the cheesiest songs of all time!
Ash: I know, right? I mean, I was even thinking of writing my own song instead.
Lance: Wait, what? Your own song?
Ash: Well, yeah.
Lance: Look, if you want to win that money, just do what the koala and fox say.
Ash: Why? You think I can't write my own song?
Lance: Whoa, whoa. I'm just saying, not everyone can write songs, okay? I know I make it look easy, babe. But it's not.
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Sing 1
FanfictionIn a world of anthropomorphic animals, koala Buster Moon and his adoptive fox daughter, Pippa Moon, own a theater, having been interested in show business since Buster's father took him to his first music show as a child. Following financial problem...
