The whole high school musical script

Script

New Years Eve
{The ski lodge is alive with excitement as the inhabitants enjoy the festivities.
Gabriella sits peacefully on a sofa reading as Miss Montez approaches.}
Miss Montez: Gabby, it's New Years Eve. Enough reading.
Gabriella: Oh but, Mom, I'm almost done.
Miss Montez: The teen party? I've laid out your best clothes. Come get ready.
Gabriella: Can I have my book back?
{Miss Montez hands the book to Gabriella}
Gabriella: Thank you.
Miss Montez: Come on.
LODGE GYM
{Mrs. Bolton enters the gym to find her son and husband busy shooting hoops.
Coach Bolton: (bounces ball to Troy) Keep working left, Troy. Got a guard in the championship game we're expectin'. You'll torch 'em!
Troy: By going left?
Coach Bolton: Yeah. He looks middle, you take it downtown.
Troy: OK, like this?
{goes left and nails the shot}
Coach Bolton: Whoo! That's it man. Sweet. I wanna see that in the game.
Mrs. Bolton: Boys?
TroyOh you'll see that in the game, don't worry about me.
Mrs. Bolton: Did we really fly all this way to play more basketball?
{Troy and Coach Bolton look at each other for a moment}
(both) Yeah.
Mrs. Bolton: It's the last night of vacation. The party, remember?
Coach Bolton: Right, the party. The party. New Years Eve.
Mrs. Bolton: Troy, they have a kids party downstairs in the Freestyle club.
Troy: Kid's party?
Mrs. Bolton: Young adults. Now go, shower up.
{Troy takes the ball from his father and bounces it once}
Troy: Come on, one more.
{Mrs. Bolton sighs}
Troy: Last one.
Coach Bolton: Real quick.
{Mrs.Bolton relents}
{As before, Troy nails the shot}
Troy: There we go. That's the way to end it.

FREESTYLE CLUB YOUNG ADULTS PARTY

{The party is in full swing as Troy enters and casually makes his way through the crowd. Gabriella also shly makes her way through the crowd as a partygoer tips his ridiculously large cowboy hat at her}
Partygoer: Howdy, ma'am.
{Gabriella smiles timidly as she finds a unoccupied cushion and goes back to her book}
Host: All right! How about that for a couple of snowboaders?
{The audience cheers loudly}
Host: Yeah! Who's gonna rock the house next? Huh?
{The host steps off the stage as two spotlights move around the crowd and eventually stop on Troy and Gabriella}
Host: Ha-ha! Ho-Ho!
{Troy politely attempts to decline but the kids around him push him closer to the stage.}
Troy: I can't sing. No, you go.
{The host walks to where Gabriella is sitting and takes her hand}
Host: And you! Yeah, come on.
{Gabriella looks scared as she is led to the stage as Troy tries in vain to escape}
Troy: Look I don't sing. I can't sing. No, guys...
Partygoer: Get up there!
{Troy and Gabriella reluctantly get up on the stage}
Host: Hey you know what? Someday you guys might thank me for this.
{Gives the mic to Troy}
Host: Or not.
"Start Of Something New"
{By the end of the song the crowd is cheering madly. Troy and Gabriella look into each other's eyes as Troy raises his hand}
Troy: Troy.
Gabriella: Gabriella.
{They shake hands.}

FREESTYLE CLUB BALCONY
{Troy and Gabriella walk out onto the Freestyle club balcony for a chat over some hot chocolate}
Troy: But seriously, you have an amazing voice. You're a singer right?
Gabriella: Just church choir is all. I tried to do a solo and nearly fainted.
Troy: Really? Why is that?
Gabriella: I took one look at all the people staring at me and next thing I knew I was staring at the ceiling. End of solo career.
Troy: Well with the way you sang tonight, that's pretty hard to believe.
Gabriella: Well that was the first time I did that. I mean, it was so cool!
Troy: I know! Completely!
Gabriella: Well you sounded like you've sung alot, too.
Troy: Yeah sure. My showerhead is very impressed with me.
Crowd: 9, 8, 7...6, 5, 4...3, 2, 1!
{The crowd goes wild as an impressive fireworks display begins. Troy and Gabriella look at each other in a moment of silence before Gabriella breaks the silence}
Gabriella: I guess I better go find my mom and wish her a happy new year.
Troy: Yeah, me too. I mean, not your mom. My mom... and dad. Uh... I'll call you. I'll call you tomorrow.
Gabriella: Yeah!
Troy: Here, put your number in.
{They take out their cell phones}
Troy: Here.
{Troy takes a picture of Gabriella}
Gabriella: You too.
{Troy takes a picture of himself with Gabriella's phone}
Troy: There you go.
{Gabriella walks away without Troy noticing}
Troy: Just so you know, singing with you is the most fun I've had on this entire vacation. So um... where do you live?
{Troy discovers that Gabriella has left. He looks at the picture of her in his phone longingly}
Troy: Gabriella.