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| Interior. Shake It Up, Chicago! studio. Showtime. Rocky and CeCe are dancing on-stage. | |
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| ♫ Everybody we're going in, it's alive ♫ ♫ We gotta find a sign, it's alive ♫ ♫ Not gonna let it die, now it's pulsing ♫ ♫ It's beating, it's moving, it's breathing ♫ ♫ Tonight, it's alive, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♫ ♫ It's alive ♫ | |
| Gary: | Alright! Well, that's our show. Special thanks to our own Shake It Up dance crew, you guys tore it up! I'm Gary Wilde, and to that special little lady I met last night... I'd like my watch back! (Cuts) Good show, everybody! (Exits) |
| CeCe: | I love coming to work! This place is my own little world. Peaceful, perfect... |
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Rocky: |
Hey, your mom's here. (Georgia enters) |
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CeCe: |
...And now it's ruined forever. |
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Gary: |
(Enters) Hello, officer! (Shakes her hand) Gary Wilde. And may I say, you have the right to remain foxy. |
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Georgia: |
Gary, my taser is fully charged and I am not afraid to use it. |
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Gary: |
Right back atcha. (Exits) |
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CeCe: |
Mom, why are you here? You're embarrassing me. |
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Georgia: |
You say "embarrassing", I say sweet, sweet revenge for all those diaper changes. (Rocky laughs) What are you laughing at? You weren't fully potty-trained 'til you were six! |
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Rocky: |
I thought I'd get sucked in! |
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Georgia: |
Listen, I got a letter from your algebra teacher. (Gives CeCe the letter) You're failing. |
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CeCe: |
What?! |
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Georgia: |
That's right. We had an agreement: school first, the show second. |
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CeCe: |
But, mom, I'm doing the work, I am! (Rocky nods) |
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Georgia: |
(Pulls CeCe aside) CeCe, honey, you know you have to work harder than the other kids. |
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CeCe: |
But mom, I do the home-- |
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Georgia: |
No, I hate to play bad cop here, but... get your grade up, or you're off the show. |
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CeCe: |
This is totally unfair. (Exits) |
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Gary: |
(Enters) You know, I wouldn't mind at all if you'd like to play a little "bad cop" with me. Get it? |
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Georgia: |
(Giggles) Yes, yes I do... Say, Gary, what kind of car do you drive? |
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Gary: |
It's a red Porsche. It's parked out front. |
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Georgia: |
Oh, good. I'm towing it. (Exits) |
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Gary: |
Oh... (Goes after her) |
| Opening sequence. Then: Interior. John Hughes High School. | |
| Rocky: | (CeCe exits classroom) Oh! So, how did you do on your algebra test? |
| CeCe: | This is such a funny story. I sat next to a kid that fell asleep while taking the test. |
| Rocky: | Yeah? |
| CeCe: | He did better than me. (Holds up her test paper, marked "D") |
| Rocky: | (Takes it) Ooh, "D"... so that's how those look. |
| CeCe: | Shushy! This means, the next test, I need at least a "B" or I'm off the show! (Walks to her locker) |
| Rocky: | (Stops her) We'll just work harder. |
| CeCe: | No! I'm just lousy at math, like you're lousy at... I hate that you're not lousy at anything. |
| Rocky: | That's not true! (Scoffs) I am really lousy at... knitting. |
| CeCe: | You knit? |
| Rocky: | Yeah, not anymore, I stink. (CeCe goes to her locker. Deuce walks by and Rocky grabs him) Hey, Deuce, CeCe needs a math tutor. |
| CeCe: | Don't bother. I'm hopeless. |
| Deuce: | Math tutor? Alright, let me consult my files. (Pulls out business cards from his pocket) Alright... Bail bonds, paranormal investigation, crime scene clean-up, horse whisperer?! (Scoffs and tosses the card) Alright, uh, oh, here we go, math tutor. Henry Dillon. |
| CeCe: | Oh, boring name. |
| Deuce: | He's a genius. |
| CeCe: | Who cares? |
| Deuce: | College guy. |
| CeCe: | (Takes the card) Well, I do need a math tutor! |
| Exterior. Main Street 'L' train station. Tinka is watching a couple hugging. | |
| Tinka: | (Sighs sadly) |
| Gunther: | What is wrong, sister twin? You look like you have the boo-hoo's. |
| Tinka: | Why shouldn't my hoo's be boo? I see couples all around, kissing and hugging... I want a date! |
| Gunther: | No problem, Tinkabell, I will take you on a date! |
| Tinka: | No! I want real date, with real boy! I mean, it's not like we're going to grow up and get married. (Looks away and looks back in horror. Gunther looks lost.) You do know we're not going to grow up and get married, right? (Gunther nods and looks away, frowning.) |
| Exterior. Tino's Italian Bakery. Ty and Deuce are sitting at a table. | |
| Gunther: | (Enters) Ty, just the man I want to see. |
| Ty: | Gunther, looking sparkly as always. (Snaps Gunther's suspenders. Deuce laughs and does a handshake with Ty. Gunther goes to fix his shoe) |
| Deuce: | Dude, sweet kicks! How much you want for 'em? |
| Gunther: | Not for sale. |
| Deuce: | Alright, how about I win 'em off you? Arm wrestling. |
| Gunther: | What if I win? Do I get your jacket? |
| Deuce: | Yeah, you can get my pet unicorn, too, 'cause you ain't winning! (Does a handshake with Ty and Ty lets Gunther take his seat) |
| Ty: | Have a seat. I'll ref. (Gunther and Deuce get into postition) You ready? (Gunther nods) One... two... three... go! (Gunther slams Deuce's hand down and stands up, buffing his nails. Ty and Deuce are frozen in shock.) Oh, man, you got served! |
| Gunther: | Pay up, loser boy. I'll cut up jacket to make into handbag for Tinka. |
| Deuce: | No, hold up, hold up. I-- I didn't know we were starting. |
| Ty: | What part of "one, two, three, go" did you not understand? (Walks over to Gunther) |
| Gunther: | Now, down to business. Ty, what do you think of my sister? |
| Ty: | She's a whackjob with good hair. |
| Gunther: | Perfect! You will not get all grabby-handy when you take her on a date! |
| Ty: | (Laughs) A date? Dude, not for a million bucks. |
| Gunther: | How 'bout fifty? (Takes out a $50 bill) |
| Ty: | (Takes the money) Done. (Exits) |
| Gunther: | (Whistles) Jacket. (Deuce gets up and takes his jacket off) |
| Interior. Jones' apartment. CeCe is in front of the mirror, she sprays her mouth with breath spray... then sprays it on her underarms. | |
| CeCe: | (Sniffs) Now my pits are kiss-able! |
| Rocky: | You know this college guy is coming over here to help you with math, not date you. |
| CeCe: | That's how it will start. But eventually, he'll fall madly in love. Of course, he'll have to wait five years, 'cause it's totally inappropriate now. |
| Rocky: | I'm telling you now, I'm not wearing yellow at your fantasy wedding. |
| CeCe: | (There's a knock at the door) Please be a little cute, please be a little cute... (Opening the door) Please be a little cute. |
| Rocky: | (Snickers) Well, he is little. |
| CeCe: | (Flips her hair) Well, hel...oh, no. |
| Henry: | (A little boy enters apartment) Hello, I'm Henry, your tutor. |
| CeCe: | I'm sorry, there's been a mistake. I was expecting a college guy. |
| Henry: | I am in college. Pre-med and pre-law. I still can't decide. I'm such a procrastinator. (To Rocky) And you are? |
| Rocky: | Oh, I'm Rocky, CeCe's best f-- |
| Henry: | Great. Please leave. We have a lot of work to do. |
| Rocky: | I like him. (Takes CeCe aside) But, you know, I hope you're willing to wait five years, because it would be totally inappropriate to date him now. (Laughs) |
| Interior. Jones' apartment. Kitchen. | |
| CeCe: | (At the fridge) You want something to drink? |
| Henry: | I'll have a ginseng ginkgo biloba fusion. (CeCe stares) Stimulates brain activity. |
| CeCe: | I'm sorry, I did not understand a word you just said. |
| Henry: | Nevermind. I'll have some H2O. (CeCe stares) You know what, I'm good. (CeCe nods and walks over to the table) Now, the problem you're having with math-- |
| CeCe: | (Her cell phone rings) Oh, hang on a second there, Henry. (Henry trips her with his foot and grabs her cell phone from her purse) Oh! Henry! Henry! Hey, give me back my phone! |
| Henry: | Gladly. (Hands her phone to her and walks back to the table) |
| CeCe: | What did you do to my phone?! |
| Henry: | I locked it. The password is the answer to an algebra problem. Solve it, and you have your phone back. |
| CeCe: | Uh, x... x-squared, uh... x-y, y-x... something to the something power. 37. |
| Henry: | CeCe, I haven't given you the problem yet. |
| CeCe: | (Scoffs) Yeah, I knew that. |
| Exterior. Tino's Italian Bakery. Deuce is waiting on the steps of the apartment building. Gunther exits Tino's. | |
| Deuce: | (Gets up an walks over to Gunther) I demand a rematch, I wasn't ready before. |
| Gunther: | Okay, one more time. But then you leave me alone so I can eat my muffin. What will I get of yours when I win? |
| Deuce: | You're not gonna win! I guess my hoodie. |
| Gunther: | Fine. My cat's going to have kittens soon, she can do it on that. (Sits down. Deuce stretches then sits across from him. They get into position) Ready, Deucey? |
| Deuce: | Ready. One... two... three... go! (Gunther slams his hand down and Deuce squeaks. Gunther gets up with his muffin.) |
| Gunther: | I will take your hoodie, you should take some vitamins. (Deuce angrily removes his hoodie) |
| Interior. Hessenheffer's apartment building. Ty enters the hallway, finds their apartment door. | |
| Ty: | (Looks at the $50 bill and sighs. He knocks.) |
| Tinka: | (Opens the door in rubber gloves and a head scarf) Hi. I'm in no mood to be bothered with. I am presently birthing kittens. |
| Ty: | You, me, date, Saturday night. |
| Tinka: | This is not the proper way to ask me out. You must get down on one knee, and offer my father 25 goats. |
| Ty: | Huh? |
| Tinka: | (Laughs) Tinka make a joke. (Smacks his shoulder) It's 15 goats. |
| Ty: | Look, do you want to date, or do you want to make cheese? |
| Tinka: | Don't be silly, I wouldn't make cheese until the second date. Pick me up at 7. (Cat growls from inside) Got to go. (To her cat) Push, Fluffy, push! (Enters her apartment and closes the door) |
| Interior. Jones' apartment. Kitchen. | |
| Henry: | ...and, so, x equals 32! |
| CeCe: | Oh, good to know! (Looks away and shakes her head) |
| Henry: | Oh, algebra. I remember my first time. |
| CeCe: | Taking it? |
| Henry: | No, teaching it. |
| CeCe: | I don't get why I even have to learn algebra. It's not like I'm gonna grow up and be a... alge-braniac. |
| Henry: | (Sighs and takes his glasses off) What do you want to be? |
| CeCe: | (Smiles) A dancer. |
| Henry: | Good career move. (Looks away and shakes his head, mouthing "no") CeCe, teach me to dance. Show me a few steps. |
| CeCe: | Um, alright. (Gets up and walks over to an open space) Just, uh, follow me. Alright. (Dances) One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight. |
| Henry: | Hang on, what were you just doing there? It sounded like... |
| CeCe: | Counting? |
| Henry: | And counting is n... |
| CeCe: | Numbers? |
| Henry: | And numbers are m... |
| CeCe: | Math? Math! Math. |
| Henry: | (Throws his hands up) I love it when I break through! |
| Interior. Hessenheffers apartment building. Hallway. | |
| Ty: | (Looks at his watch and Tinka opens the door, emerging. Ty looks her up and down) Wow, you look... not ridiculous! |
| Tinka: | Right back atcha! (Smacks his shoulder) |
| Ty: | So, where do you want to go? |
| Tinka: | I've always wanted to see the Pickle Museum in the moonlight. |
| Ty: | And we're back to ridiculous, let's go. (They exit) |
| Interior. Jones' apartment. Flynn is playing a video game. | |
| Flynn: | Yes, yes, yes! No! (There's a knock at the door. Flynn yells) I'll get it, mom! (Opens the door) |
| Henry: | Greetings, young fellow. |
| Flynn: | 'Sup, little weirdo. (Henry enters) CeCe's running late, she'll be here soon. (Goes back to his video game) Oh, man, I'm dying here! You play any games? |
| Henry: | I teach bunnies to play checkers. |
| Flynn: | (Gives him a weird look) Yeah? Well, I just killed a zombie, stole a bus, and spray-painted the word "booger" on the side of a cop car. (Hands him a controller) Want to play a round? |
| Henry: | (Pushes it away) Oh, no, that's not my thing. I must say, those graphics are amazing! You know, that type of definition is made possible by our understanding of polygons and... woah! Kick him in the throat, kick him in the throat! (Grabs controller and goes next to Flynn) |
| Flynn: | Take that! |
| Henry: | Die! |
| Flynn: | Die, zombie, die! |
| Henry: | Die! |
| Flynn: | Die! |
| Exterior. Main Street 'L train station. Street musician is playing the saxophone. Ty and Tinka are seated on a bench, Ty is holding a giant stuffed pickle, listening to the music. | |
| Tinka: | Ooh, I love this! |
| Ty: | You like this music? |
| Tinka: | Yes! My Granny-mama used to play it all the time on the farm. |
| Ty: | That's sweet. |
| Tinka: | It would relax the chickens before we cut off their heads. |
| Ty: | That's... less sweet. |
| Tinka: | (Snickers) Tinka made another joke. The chickens never relax. They know they're going. (Laughs) |
| Ty: | (Nods) Okay. (He puts the stuffed pickle down. He gets up and dances) |
| Tinka: | I didn't know you danced. |
| Ty: | There's a lot you don't know about me. (Holds his hand out to her) Dance with me. |
| Tinka: | (Reaches out to take his hand, uncertain, but pulls back) No, I-I can't. I only dance with Gunther. And when Gunther had measles, a small pig. |
| Ty: | (Holds his hand out again) Come on. (She takes his hand and he pulls her close. They dance across the station, smiling) |
| Interior. Shake It Up, Chicago! studios. It's dark. | |
| Gunther: | (Off-screen) Hello-o-o! It is me, Gunther Hessenheffer! (Enters through curtain) Gary? I got your text! Am I early for special rehearsal? |
| Deuce: | (Enters from behind the stage and turns on the lights, walking onto stage) Well, well, well. Looks like the spider has entered the web. |
| Gunther: | (Walking onto the stage) Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Isn't the spider already in the web? Don't you mean the fly? |
| Deuce: | Yeah, I-I meant fly. I meant to say fly. Do me a favor, go out, we'll start again. (Goes to exit) |
| Gunther: | (Beckons him back) Deucey, Deucey, Deucey, Deucey. I've already won your jacket and your hoodie. Now I will beat your pants off and make them into housing for the little kittens. |
| Deuce: | No! I'm gonna beat your pants off and... (Looks at Gunther's pants. Gunther poses) And give them back to you, because they're terrible pants! You'll see. |
| Gunther: | (Angrily takes his jacket off and throws it to the floor) Oh, let us rock! |
| Deuce: | (They sit down at the table set up in the middle of the stage and get into position) One... two... three... go! (The frame freezes, a la Rocky III) |
| Interior. Hessenheffers apartment building. Ty and Tinka enter hallway and reach the door, laughing. | |
| Tinka: | Thank you, Ty. I had fun tonight. |
| Ty: | So did I. I did! Really. |
| Tinka: | Thank you for taking money from Gunther to go out with me. |
| Ty: | Oh, you know about that? Look, I'm sorry, I'll give it back. (Reaches into his pocket) |
| Tinka: | (Waves it off) Give it to Gunther. You were perfect first date. (Smacks his shoulder and walks to unlock the door) |
| Ty: | Um, so you want to go out again? |
| Tinka: | I don't know. We are so different. I am sequins, you are denim. I am gold shoes, you are high-tops. |
| Ty: | (Smiles) Well, maybe you can think about it. |
| Tinka: | (Smiles) I will. (Kisses him on the cheek and goes inside, closing the door) |
| Ty: | I'll think about it, too. A lot. |
| Interior. Jones' apartment. Flynn an Henry are playing video games. Henry has discarded his blazer and glasses, and has his hair gelled like Flynn. | |
| CeCe: | (Enters with Rocky) Hey, I'm sorry I'm late-- |
| Flynn & Henry: | (To television) Die, die, die! |
| CeCe: | What is going on here? |
| Henry: | Be with you in a second, Red. Gotta get some zombie guts out of my monster truck. (Takes a drink from his juicebox, smashes the box against his forehead, and throws it behind him) |
| CeCe: | Flynn, you broke my tutor. (Walks over to Rocky) Rocky, he broke my tutor. |
| Rocky: | He's not broken. |
| Henry: | Yo, Rock, see if you can fry us up a little bacon. |
| Rocky: | (Crosses her arms) Oh, he's broken. |
| Flynn: | Yeah, broken every record in Brain Eaters 3! |
| Flynn & Henry: | Boom! (They do a handshake) Pssh! (They go back to their game) |
| CeCe: | But I need him! I've been doing so good, my teacher thought I was cheating! I have that test on Monday and I can't pass it without him. |
| Flynn: | We shared hair gel. He's mine now. |
| CeCe: | Great, just great. I'm going to fail and be off the show. (Goes towards kitchen) |
| Rocky: | (Goes after her) Woah, woah, woah, woah, wait, wait! I can help you! |
| Henry: | Yeah, good luck with that. |
| Rocky: | (Scoffs) I may not be a freaky boy genius, but I am in honors math. I can teach her. |
| Henry: | I doubt you know how to teach dyslexics. (Flynn stops playing and looks at CeCe, then Henry) |
| Rocky: | Who's dyslexic? |
| Henry: | CeCe. |
| CeCe: | How'd you know that? |
| Henry: | Because my brother is dyslexic, and I tutor him. That's how I know how to teach you. |
| Rocky: | CeCe? |
| CeCe: | Stop staring at me... (Runs out of the apartment) |
| Rocky: | CeCe, wait! (Runs after her) |
| Flynn: | Dude, I live with two women. You did not handle that right. |
| Flynn & Henry: | (Shrug and go back to their game) Die, die, die! |
| Exterior. Apartment building. CeCe is on the steps, crying. | |
| Rocky: | (Walks out of the building) What is going on? How come you never told me you had dyslexia? |
| CeCe: | I was too embarrassed. |
| Rocky: | I'm your best friend! I know every embarrassing thing about you! And there's a lot. I know you sometimes sleep with your baby blanket, I-I know you still can't get on some of the big kid rides at the park. CeCe, this isn't something you need to be embarrassed about. |
| CeCe: | How do you know? I see letters, and sometimes it just looks like alphabet soup. I wake up everyday terrified that I might have to read something out loud. |
| Rocky: | (Sits down next to CeCe) I never knew that. |
| CeCe: | Because I didn't want you to know. I didn't want anyone to know. |
| Rocky: | Why does it even matter? |
| CeCe: | Because people can be mean. Especially if they find out that you have some kind of weird disorder. |
| Rocky: | It's not a weird disorder! Millions of people have it. |
| CeCe: | Yeah, but, Rocky, sometimes it affects my dancing. Left and right, they just get jumbled up in my head and I can't do anything about it. And then I think, who am I kidding? I'm never going to be as good as any of the other dancers. (Sobs and cries into Rocky's lap. Rocky hugs and comforts her) |
| Rocky: | (Rubbing her back) CeCe, stop. Stop. You know what that dyslexia says about you? That you're twice as tough as I thought you were. |
| CeCe: | Yeah? |
| Rocky: | (Smiles) Yeah. You know, everyone has some kind of baggage that they have to carry around their whole life. And yours is dyslexia. |
| CeCe: | What's yours? |
| Rocky: | My enormous feet. |
| CeCe: | Yeah, but that's not so bad. |
| Rocky: | (Throws her left foot on her right knee) I'm wearing my brother's shoes. (Points to her foot) |
| CeCe: | But you always get picked first in kickball. |
| Rocky: | (Nods) Look, there is nothing in this world that you can't tell me. You can trust me with any secret. |
| CeCe: | I know. (They hug) You can trust me, too. |
| Rocky: | Good. 'Cause here's the secret: Ty and Tinka are out on a date. |
| CeCe: | (Sits up) Get outta Denver! (They stand up) |
| Rocky: | I know! (Pulls out her phone) This won't be a secret for long. (They laugh. Deuce enters in his boxers and undershirt) Deuce, where's your clothes? |
| Deuce: | (Walking by) Mind your own business. You're just lucky we thumb-wrestled and I won back my underwear. (Exits. CeCe and Rocky make a face and go back to Rocky's phone) |
| Interior. Jones' apartment. Kitchen. | |
| Flynn: | Okay, next lesson on being a real boy, Scary Movies 101. (Henry takes notes) You're camping in the woods... on Friday the 13th. You hear a sound... what do you do? |
| Henry: | Run? |
| Flynn: | No! Trick question. You never go camping on Friday the 13th! Next lesson on being a real boy. You don't take notes! |
| Henry: | (On his paper) "You... don't... take... notes." |
| Flynn: | Give me that. (Grabs his pencil and throws it away) |
| Henry: | (Sadly) Oh. |
| Georgia: | (CeCe and Rocky enter. She gasps) So? |
| CeCe: | (Sadly) I didn't get a "B" on the test. |
| Georgia: | (Disappointed. Sits on the couch) Oh, no... |
| CeCe: | I got a "B+"! (Holding up her paper) |
| Georgia: | (Gets up and takes the paper) What? Wow, you got a "B+"! (They cheer and dance. She gets up on the coffee table and is dancing) She got a "B+", she got a "B+", she got a "B+", she got a B, B, B, B, ooh, ooh! (CeCe and Rocky pause and look at her) |
| CeCe: | Mom. Please, stop. You're embarrassing me. |
| Georgia: | (Laughing and still dancing) Oh, come on. I'm a good dancer, right, Rocky? |
| Rocky: | (Relieved) Oh, you were dancing. I thought you just tasered yourself. |
| Georgia: | (Stops) I am so proud of you. (Hugs CeCe. Pulls away and starts dancing) You got a "B+", you got-- (CeCe looks horrified. Throws hands up and stops) Okay. (Goes to grab the laundry basket) |
| CeCe: | (She and Rocky look at each other and scream. They starting dancing) I got a "B+", I got a B+"! |
| Rocky: | You got a "B+"! (Georgia exits, dancing) |
Transcribed by Mixitup21