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Camp Rock Script
You know,
I used to hear a voice that said
Trouble's coming
Better stay in bed
Then I even tried to run away
'Cause I didn't even know
my own strength
I was shocked
No, I couldn't believe
My world rocked
It was news to me
When I looked in the mirror today
I looked back and I heard me say
I gotta own it, breathe it
Live it like I mean it
There's a hero in me
It's all I wanna be
Is someone to rely on
Looks good on TV
Save the day
It's part of the routine
Out of my way
This is a job for me
There's a hero in me
It's all I wanna be
Is someone to rely on
Looks good on TV
Save the day
It's part of the routine
Out of my way
This is a job for me
There's a hero in me, yeah
There's a hero in me
And our next book report is
from Jeffrey Zimmer.
Hey.
Well, my report is on NeaI Morris'
new Tripp Zoome book,
Freeze-Dried Dreams.
All right!
That's cooI!
Please tell me this is a joke.
Is this some kind
of a joke, Mr. Zimmer?
Freeze-Dried Dreams isn't due out
untiI tomorrow.
I know, but my dad is friends
with this guy who works
at this paper factory where they make
the paper that goes in the books.
So, well, here it is.
Well, read on, Mr. Zimmer.
Read on.
It all started at Thor Industries.
Tina was frozen with fear
as the ruthless Rudolpho had her
in his clutches once again.
It appeared as if her only hope,
Agent Tripp Zoome,
was nowhere to be found.
Hey, Rudolpho.
Is it me, or did you actually get uglier?
Tripp Zoome.
Somehow, I knew you'd show up.
CooI eviI-dude device, eviI dude.
This isn't over, Tripp Zoome!
This isn't over by a long shot.
And once again,
my man T. Zoome motos to safety
and a humongous bash
at his girlfriend's house
while her parents are away
for the weekend.
Bravo!
An insightfuI and rousing analysis
of what I can only anticipate will be
another modern literary masterpiece
from NeaI Morris, who, of course, is the
father of our very own Melissa Morris.
- Tripp rules!
- Tripp rules!
Don't forget, read at least one book
over the break. Enjoy your vacation.
Just when I forget how much
you annoy me, you show up again.
Well, like the book jacket says,
I am unstoppable.
More like unbearable.
You just had to write
another one, huh, Dad?
That's right, Zoomers, it's here!
The very latest
in the Tripp Zoome series!
And let me be clear, it's Tripp-tastic!
Oh, brother.
What? I love that line.
You would. It's all about you.
Who're you talking to?
Nobody. I'm just really excited
about tomorrow, you know.
I just can't stop talking about it.
I'm happy for you, honey.
I know you've been looking forward to
this camping trip for a long, long time.
Yeah. You know,
Dad's just been busy with writing
and the Tripp Zoome parades,
and that new ice-cream flavor,
- Triple-Zoome-Crunch.
- Triple-Zoome-Crunch.
It wasn't that bad, actually.
You sure it's okay that I'm going?
Sweetheart, he and I may be divorced,
but he's your father,
and I want you to spend
as much time as you can with him.
Okay. Thanks, Mom.
- NeaI.
- Yes!
What do you think?
To be honest,
I voted for the Kevlar cloaking tuxedo,
but they think this will sell more books,
so who am I?
This is autographed, so you have it.
Thank you.
- Come on.
- Come on.
So, did you hear?
Tripp's last book sold
over 200,000 copies.
I mean, can you imagine what this
thing's gonna do? Go through the roof!
What?
Melissa, your daughter?
You might want to ask how she is.
I know how she is.
She's totally psyched
to be going away with her father!
Exactly. Which is why you have to do
everything humanly possible
to make this the best
father-daughter trip ever.
Suze, come on.
You're talking to me, NeaI Morris.
Yeah. So don't mess it up.
- Hey, Dad.
- Hey, sweetheart.
You don't have to do this.
You know that, right, Dad?
What father wouldn't want to go away
on a vacation with his own daughter?
I am 150% yours.
Okay.
Yeah, right.
I promise you, Melissa, this is
gonna be one week you'll never forget.
You know, I gotta be honest.
I wasn't sure you were gonna
come through on this.
Melissa, when have I
not come through for you?
Whatever. I'm just really excited
about this camping trip.
I bought extra bug spray
and a traveI edition of Word Wham!
and my new boots.
Word Wham!, huh?
What? I know that look.
The camping, hiking,
river-rafting thing?
We might need to think
just a teeny little switch on that.
You can't make a switch.
We made plans. I bought boots.
No, no, no. Of course, we're...
We're gonna go camping.
- Really?
- Absolutely.
It's just after we make a quick pit stop
at the Mercury Zoome Convention.
- Dad, no.
- MeI, these are my grassroots fans,
the reaI Zoomers.
I may never get a chance to meet them.
Look, all I have to do is show up,
judge a contest,
and then it's you and me
and all the mosquitoes we can swat.
- Just the two of us?
- Just the two of us.
I think he means three.
Wake up, honey. We're here.
Welcome to paradise.
This is good!
These are my people.
I think that's the hoteI right there.
- One night, right?
- Yeah, one night. I promise.
Look! Is that him?
Oh, God! That's him!
That's NeaI Morris!
Over here!
Welcome to my world.
Hi, how are you?
Yikes.
How Tripp-tastic is this?
Zoomers incoming!
Yeah, reaI fun.
- Morris?
- Yes.
NeaI Morris!
Merv Kilbo. Big fan, big fan.
This is, like, crazy, man!
Welcome to the little slice of heaven,
my hoteI.
Thank you. Thank you very much.
So, we've got you
in the presidentiaI suite.
It's top-notch.
Nothing but the best for you, daddy.
The royaI treatment.
Let me take care of your bags for you.
Hey, NeaI, sign my skull.
Be right back.
Don't mess this up for me.
Of course I won't.
You'll probably do that all on your own.
All right.
Just right in the middle? Okay.
- NeaI Morris. Here you go.
- Awesome.
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
The package has arrived.
Good work, SheI.
Close it down and return to the roost.
- And Sheldon?
- Yeah?
Lose the fake voice. It's creepy.
Why do you
always gotta bust me, Wheeze? Why?
Eyes on the prize, Sheldon.
We're winning this contest.
- Got me?
- Yeah, I got you.
Double Word Wham.
Bonus word score.
Okay. So, here we are.
Merv Kilbo's finest.
The presidentiaI suite.
So? Do you love it?
What's not to love?
Welcome home, NeaI. Welcome home.
Lava lamp.
CooI.
Come on, let's go!
In your third book, Zip, Zoome, Zilch,
Tripp finds his way out of
the SCUM cave using the flashlight
that he rewired into a laser, right, NeaI?
- Actually, the...
- Hello? Drop any brain cells lately?
It was his battery-operated toothbrush.
Yeah, yeah, battery-operated.
And he used it as a diamond drill.
- Laser.
- Drill!
- Laser!
- Drill.
- Laser. Laser. Laser.
- Drill. Drill.
You guys just excuse me.
I'll be right back.
Hello.
You! You... You're him!
In the flesh.
- Who should I make it out to?
- Just sign it to me.
Well, I mean, not the word "me,"
but my name.
No, no, not "my name,"
but my name, Skunk.
Just sign it to Skunk.
"To Skunk, NeaI Morris. " There you go.
- Floss.
- Floss!
Maurice.
Maurice, look! He signed it!
Would you stop jumping around
like a baby gorilla?
We are not here to get autographs.
Go. Go, go, go.
Get, get. Come on, let's go. Move.
Okay, okay.
Surrounded by oddballs,
each more desperate
and with less a hold on reality
than the next.
Whoa!
Big "whoa," little lady.
Pretty incredible rig, isn't it?
Made it myself, straight from the plot
of The Tripp of Time, just like Tripp.
And you did this because?
Because of the contest, newbie.
Whoever proves to be Zoome enough
wins the prize.
"Zoome enough"?
Oh, yeah.
Whoever can show
they know the most about Tripp Zoome
wins the ultimate fan prize, the chance
to become a character in my next book,
and the opportunity to read it
before it's published.
Which would be so
amazingly incredible.
Yes, it would.
I worship at your feet, NeaI.
No need.
Another brush with danger!
The catchphrase.
- Floss!
- Floss!
And on that note, good night.
Good night.
I see you.
Hey, Dad, what do you think about
Grisham Lodge for dinner tonight?
They have this restaurant
where you can sit behind a waterfall.
Wow, that's a cooI location.
That could come in handy
for my next book.
Tripp battles piranha
behind a waterfall of toxic sludge.
What?
Honey, I'm a writer.
I'm always on the prowI
for new materiaI. Tripp demands it.
You act like Tripp Zoome is reaI, Dad.
He is reaI, to me. He has to be.
Forget it.
Tell you what. Why don't you pack,
I go pick out a contest winner,
we jump in the car,
we're on the road by noon.
- You mean it?
- I mean it.
- Perfect.
- Okay.
Yes, yes, yes, yes. Well, well...
Big daddy himself, the king,
Mr. Neal Morris, will determine
which of you crazy cats...
- No.
- ... is truly Zoome enough!
- Floss! Floss!
- Floss! Floss!
I just want you guys to know
that I'm not going anywhere.
I'm staying right here with you!
And time for our next super-fan,
Bobby-O from Cincinnati.
Come on up, buddy.
What's the matter?
Plans not working out?
You got something to say?
Say it to the wall.
That is so much better.
Ow!
Watch where you're going, nimrod.
Nimrod? Very mature.
Although it does score you
nine points in Word Wham!
Well, I always use
the triple Word Wham! tiles,
so you do the math, Einstein.
You're a Whammer?
RegionaI whiz. Two years in a row.
Very impressive.
Thanks. It's all about the vowels.
Yeah. VoweI power.
Well, I'd love to stay
and compare strategies with you,
but business calls.
Business?
Whatever.
Nice. You get her digits?
Well, I was going to, but it...
I cannot believe we're related.
Okay, whatever. I'll be in the van.
And by connecting the hairbrush
to the clock radio,
I'm able to recreate Tripp's
first officiaI Tripp-Trap Scrambler.
CooI!
Molar to Canine.
Distractor is loaded and ready to go.
Copy that, Molar.
Phase 2 standing by.
Good work, SheI.
Transport standing by.
On my signaI. And
go, go, go!
Roger that.
I found
9,136 mentions of dentists,
oraI care andlor dentaI equipment,
16,088 occurrences of the word "floss. "
- What is it?
- You smell something?
Said the fat man with the nose
of doom upon his grin.
That's good.
How's camping?
It's great! Fresh air, beautifuI trees.
And traffic? He did it again, didn't he?
Yeah, he did.
Calm down, everyone.
I'm sure it's just a ventilation problem.
- Mr. Morris, sir?
- Yeah.
A moment of your time.
I think I can explain.
Okay.
Where is that kid going with our guy?
Okay, excuse me, excuse me.
I need to get through here.
If you could just move it! Let's go.
I just don't know why you
thought this trip would be any different.
You never know, Deb.
Something might pop up
and change everything. Right?
Whatever you say, Mel.
Just call me when you get back, okay?
Tell your dad "floss" for me.
Sure, whatever.
So, you thought
this trip would be different, huh?
You are thick!
It already is different.
As soon as he's done in there.
You mean
as soon as he's done with me.
You know, for someone
who knows how to save the world,
you really are a jerk.
Any minute now, he walks out that door
and it's my vacation, not yours.
Dad?
The Tearjerker. And it works!
Yeah!
A 16-gallon dust bag, a juice extractor,
and an eight-horsepower wood chipper.
I've got to meet the fans
who put this baby together.
- I think that can be arranged.
- Yeah?
Mr. Zoome, I presume.
Sabotage.
Spin him, spin him, spin him!
Yeah!
Hey. They...
They're stealing my writer, Maurice!
Quit your crying, Skunk! We'll get him!
Okay.
We need some wheels.
Just like those.
Okay, calm down. It's gonna be okay.
Everything is under controI.
Dad!
No, no, no.
No one goes in
untiI the fumes clear out.
- But my dad, he's inside.
- No, he isn't.
And it's not fumes, it's onions.
Totally Zoome-tastic!
"If one chopped onion makes my mom
cry when she's making lasagna,
"think what 1,000 chopped onions
will do to a room full of SCUM agents.
"He smiled, his perfect teeth aglitter. "
Big deaI. So some geek had
way too much time on his hands.
Where is my father?
All we know for sure is whoever did this
knows his way around a Tripp-Trap.
Hey. Where are the tapes to
that camera? I want to check them out.
Are you kidding me?
A bunch of kids took him?
Why couldn't he still be a dentist?
CentraI station,
your call is being recorded.
Hi. Yes, I'd like to report
a missing person.
No, he's not missing. He was taken.
Who are we actually
talking about, here?
My father. His name's NeaI Morris.
He was taken by a bunch of kids,
like, totaI freak-out losers.
Okay, okay. Here, calm down, honey.
Are you talking about the same
NeaI Morris down at the Merc HoteI?
That Zoome fan thing?
Yes, yes, exactly.
Okay. 'Cause, see,
I've been getting a lot of crazy calls
from that place today,
you know, like, spies and robots
and double agents.
And we got a lot of work down here
at the police station,
so you've got to stop bothering me.
Hello! I'm trying to report a crime, here!
Okay, look. Here's the procedure.
You wait 48 hours.
If he doesn't turn up then,
then you come down to the station,
you fill out a report.
Okay? That's the system.
Well, the system is stupid.
What?
Why are you looking at me like that?
I'm just surprised.
Surprised? At what?
You.
You get this big shot at being me,
you don't take it.
Are you kidding me?
First of all, I don't want to be you.
I would hate to be you.
In fact, I hate you.
Wow, kind of harsh. Don't you think?
Don't you have a super-villain to wrap
in dentaI floss or something?
Nope. I'm all yours.
And it looks like you're gonna be
needing me, too.
'Cause we both know
you are not Zoome enough
to get NeaI back on your own.
Hey, this is the reaI world.
In the reaI world, 15-year-olds don't
save their fathers from freaky fan guys.
You know what? You're right, 100%.
I guess that's why
your father writes about me, not you.
He adjusts the disguise,
a colander of deception.
What? Every writer knows
it's the power of the words.
Do you even know
what a colander is, Skunk?
Do you? Because I don't.
But I can still tell you,
there is no such thing
as a colander of deception.
Okay, carefuI.
We gotta time this just right.
- Is this Zoome enough for you, NeaI?
- What's going on here?
What is that smell?
The cords are soaked in mentho-rub.
The more you squirm,
the more you burn.
The Vapo Wrist Wrap,
Tripp's Last Trip. Page 89.
This is kind of amazing. And painfuI.
- Come on, kids, get me out of this.
- Kids? We ain't kids.
We're your worst nightmare.
Stuff him!
Dirty sweat sock. You wrote it, we do it.
Hey.
- Who's Melissa?
- That's my daughter.
Let me just tell her that I'm okay.
Come on, guys. In Tripp of No Return,
even eviI Professor Nix got to do that.
Okay.
- Hello?
- Dad?
Melissa, honey, you okay?
I can't believe you did this to me, Dad.
It's so typicaI.
What? I didn't do anything.
Everything's not always my fault,
you know.
- Floss, floss, floss!
- Floss, floss, floss!
Okay, here's the deaI.
Your dad is fine, okay?
And as soon as he agrees
to our one demand, he's home free.
So why don't you run along and go play
with the other little kiddies at the hoteI?
And with whom am I speaking, please?
Why's that matter?
So I can use your name
in a complete sentence, nimrod.
Nimrod. ReaI mature.
Wait a minute. I know that voice.
Word Wham! guy! It's you!
You're NeaI's daughter?
I guess vocabulary gene
skips a generation, huh?
Excuse me. May I say something?
- No!
- No!
Look, I don't know what twisted dream
you think you're fulfilling,
but you're totally ruining my vacation.
And that's not okay!
Feisty.
I like it.
Okay. Just tell me where you are,
and I'll come get my dad.
Tell you?
Hmm.
I don't think so.
Pine mist or lilac spray?
Floss.
"Pine scent or lilac"?
So, what's the plan?
Mr. Kilbo, does this town
have a car wash?
Yes. Why?
No, no, no, bro. There.
No, no, no, there.
No, no, no, there.
Hold on.
Right there. You see? Yeah.
The girI!
You know, you gotta admire
her enthusiasm.
You just had to get the hot wax,
didn't you?
It coats and protects.
All right. Drive around back.
We'll pull a toss-and-wash.
Right.
This is the place? You're sure?
Yeah. This the only car wash for miles.
Hey, you mind
if I make a quick call, kiddo?
Want to make sure the Merc hasn't
been taken over by eviI aliens.
Yeah, those Zoome kids
are pretty weird.
Yeah, go ahead.
I'm gonna take a look around.
Yeah, it's me. I'm at the car wash.
The car... Don't ask.
What am I doing?
My car!
Hit the brake!
Which one's the brake?
It's in the middle!
Found the brake.
Great.
"Word Wham! Made Easy. "
It's due today.
Give, give, give, give them to me.
What's the girI got to do with all this?
What's it matter?
As long as she takes us to her father.
What?
Your nose is smaller in the picture.
Way smaller.
Well, thank you, sort of.
You know, that book is due today.
So?
So, you have to pay a fine
every day it's late.
- Are you serious?
- Yeah.
- Yeah, right.
- Of course.
What, are all these books overdue?
Yeah!
Move! You've got to keep up!
We're losing them!
I am driving as fast as I can!
Said his brother, with an off-key head.
That makes no sense!
All right, guys, listen.
This has been great,
and you're as Zoome as they come.
But there are other fans waiting for me.
It's not really fair to them, is it?
All right, NeaI.
Okay, we'll make you a deaI.
If you show us
the Book Splat Tripp-Trap,
- ... then we'II let you go.
- Yeah.
Setting a Splat Trapp is
as delicate as wisdom-tooth surgery.
You sure you don't want me
to come in with you?
No, I can handle this part.
We'll be right out, okay?
CooI.
So how does it feeI? Exhilarating, huh?
I think the word is "traumatizing. "
Poor little baby.
Tell you what, why don't you go soak
in a bubble bath,
let me handle the dirty work?
- Dream on.
- Hey.
Just get him, grab him and go.
Thanks.
All right, it's go time.
Hold on, little brother.
Let's do this right.
All right, very gently,
no sudden movements.
There you go. Nice. This will do it.
Get him, grab him and go.
You set it on any shelf,
holding it tightly,
and the next unsuspecting librarian
gets a Tripp-tastic surprise.
This is just perfect.
Melissa, you found me.
Found you? I thought I was saving you.
But apparently, you and the nerd patroI
are doing just fine.
- Yeah, we are having a blast.
- Yeah.
I got to tell you, these kids are great.
And totaI, 100% fans.
- Yeah!
- Yeah, yeah, we are!
This is Sheldon.
He gets
that same gum irritation that you do.
And this spitfire's Andre.
And his big brother, Wheeze.
I think you guys have met.
- Wheeze?
- Wheeze.
Okay. Listen, I think we got off
on the wrong foot, here.
You think?
Okay, I know you're new
to the whole Zoome world,
but can you maybe just lighten up?
Your dad's just trying
to have some fun with us.
Really? Well, Wheeze, the thing is,
he's supposed to be
having fun with me!
- You smell nice.
- I do? Thanks, it's my gloss.
- What is that, cherry?
- No, watermelon.
Cherry makes my lips swell.
Understandable.
Dad, we're leaving, now!
I have to get this stuff off my face!
Sorry, guys, got to go.
- See you.
- Call me.
Floss.
Later.
Honey, I'm sorry. Look, they took me.
It was just a game.
A game?
It's kind of funny, actually,
if you think about it.
All right, maybe "funny"
is the wrong word.
You just don't get it.
- Well, then... Then tell me.
- Dad,
I've been thinking about this vacation
ever since schooI started.
I packed my suitcase weeks ago,
and then unpacked it
and repacked it, like, five times,
'cause I wanted everything
to be perfect.
Just me and my dad, finally spending
some quality time together.
Well, that's what I wanted, too,
and I still do want that.
Yeah, well, that's all great
untiI you-know-who comes along
and ruins everything.
"You-know-who"?
Tripp?
Honey, he's a fictionaI character.
No, Dad.
Peter Pan is a fictionaI character.
Tripp Zoome is a pain in my butt.
Freeze! Police! Freeze!
Excuse us, Officers,
we're having a little moment, here.
Right. Moment's over, writer guy.
All right, Officer Skunk, grab him.
Officer Skunk?
I love your books.
Wait a minute. I know you guys.
From the... From the hoteI.
- You're not reaI cops.
- Okay.
You see the badge?
You see it? What's it say?
- I don't know, I don't have my glasses.
- And what's this?
- A stapler.
- A stapler, yeah.
Okay, cuff him.
- Oh, no, you don't.
- Melissa!
- No, no, no, no, not you!
- What are you... Melissa!
What? I just got you back.
I'm not losing you again.
That was supposed to be my wrist!
- Well, you snooze, you lose.
- What are you...
Okay, all right, cell phones.
Is this it? Come on, let's go. Let's go.
Guys...
Come on.
...one abduction a day, that's my limit.
Shut your trap and keep moving.
Guys, you should come see this.
This is what I call no este bueno.
Let's go, guys.
Something's really wrong.
Hurry! They're getting away!
Hey, fellows, I think there's been
some sort of mistake here.
Yeah, ain't that always the case?
Don't lose them, Wheeze.
Quit riding me, Sheldon.
I'm driving the best I can, dude.
CentraI station.
Your call is being recorded.
Hello? Police?
Neal Morris has been stolen!
Hey, listen, kids.
You can't be tying up the phone lines
like this with these prank calls.
- It's against the law.
- This is no prank!
- Two goons took him for reaI.
- Okay, look.
I got at 1:25,
he was supposedly snatched.
And then at 2:32,
I got three calls from the supermarket,
saying that he was in a van,
and he was tied up
with what they described
as dentaI floss.
Well, mint flavored, and we're...
Listen, kid,
enough with the fun and games.
We're very busy down
at the police station. Goodbye.
And we're not kids!
Looks like it's up to us.
Let's do it.
Chalk this one up for creepy.
No. Make that creepy times two.
You live here?
The city's stupid enough
to pump electric in. Why shouldn't we?
Really cozy.
Look, whatever it is you're after,
I'm sure we can work this out
in a safe and peacefuI manner.
- Really? You're sure of that?
- Really.
- Yeah.
- Yeah, yeah.
Sure you're just not hoping,
maybe praying, that we can?
Skunk, hurry it up.
Our guests are getting antsy.
Just a minute.
"There's no turning back now," he said,
as he stood on the line
between good and Iowa.
I'm scared.
Don't worry. It's gonna be okay.
Well, that, my friend,
is entirely up to you.
I don't know about this,
Wheeze. This is way out of our league.
Yeah. And you guys
returned all those Zoome books.
That was really smart.
Hey. They were overdue.
All right, everybody chill.
We don't need the books.
We know every page
of every noveI inside and out.
There's a Tripp Zoome solution to this.
We just haven't figured it out yet.
Lady and gentlemen,
it's snack time!
Mmm.
That's good. That's good.
The part I love best is, there's no meat
whatsoever in these things.
All right, what do you guys want?
You want money?
Come on. It always
comes back to that, doesn't it?
Money, money, money.
Listen, whatever you're planning,
we won't go along with it, okay?
So, go ahead, send his publisher
a ransom note. See if we care!
- Not helping.
- Okay.
Don't worry about us, kid.
We always get what we want.
That is one thing we are very good at.
Okay! Here we go.
Look at this.
"Lights Out Lenny"?
It's a working title.
See, my brother, he has a gift.
Please tell me it's not cooking.
- A creative gift!
- Okay! Touchy.
Of course, my writing's
not as good as yours is, but...
But that's why you're here. Okay?
Keep him from making
the same mistakes I made.
Maurice stole an elephant.
That's true.
I did the crime,
then I did the time, all right?
But, look, look, look.
My baby brother, here? He's clean!
And with a little outside help, I mean,
there's no stopping this guy.
So, you took me to read
your brother's book?
No, not read, to fix.
Fix my brother's book.
- See, my brother needs...
- A brain, Scarecrow?
You are really starting to irritate me.
And you really don't want to do that.
Look, my brother needs a reaI writer
to finish the book.
Guys, look, in the best
of environments,
even with the best writers,
this could take weeks. Months, even.
Months? Years? I really don't care.
Because the way that I see it,
untiI you fix the book,
you're not leaving.
What? Stuck here, in this stink-hole?
Consider it incentive, sweetheart.
Daddy writes fast, princess goes home.
Chapter 1.
"The sky was dark
and the air was cold
"and the man held the gun so tight,
his fingers felt like cheese. "
- Cheddar.
- Oh, boy.
- We're gaining on them, Vic!
- Gaining on them, Vic!
- Oh, boy, look at that car go!
- Boy, look at that car go.
Faster, Gordon, faster!
Faster, Gordon, faster!
- They're coming after us.
- They're coming after us.
If he doesn't watch,
he's gonna wreck that car!
Oh, God.
This is so bad, my eyes actually hurt.
How do you fix something this broken?
Well, every problem's
just a doorway to a solution.
I mean, that's what you write
for Tripp, anyway.
I've read the books, Dad.
I just don't get dressed up
like Agent X
and go to Zoome-cons
every other weekend.
What?
Nothing. It's just that X309 is
a 250-pound Chinese guy,
so I think you'd look kind of funny.
Sorry.
Hey! You know what we need?
A Distractor!
No, no, no, no, no... No way.
Dad, we have to get out of here.
In case you haven't noticed,
those two guys out there,
they're kind of wacko.
Which is exactly why I don't want
to risk your neck on some silly plan.
Silly? We're back to that, are we?
How could I possibly have an idea
worthy of the amazing Tripp Zoome?
- Melissa, that's not...
- You know,
it all comes down to this, Dad.
You care more about Tripp Zoome
than you do about your own daughter.
Now, that... That is ridiculous.
- It is?
- Yeah.
Then how come
you've never written about me, huh?
How come I'm not a character
in one of your books?
You? Sweetheart.
Characters are... They're dynamic.
They're larger than life.
They're capable
of extraordinary things.
Tripp has three advanced degrees.
He's got encyclopedic knowledge
of science.
- He speaks 10 languages fluently.
- Okay.
Then what are my interests, Dad, huh?
What do I like?
Do you realize you missed
every one of my dance recitals?
I wanted to be there. I really did.
Or how about the time I won
Middle SchooI Creative Writing Award?
You won a writing contest? That...
Why, that's great, Melissa.
Two years in a row, Dad.
Just own it, Dad. Tripp comes first.
I...
Forget it. I'm sorry I brought it up.
Cops! Moe! Moe, what do we do?
We get out while we still can!
Grab them, now!
Let's go, fast!
You know, Skunk,
you don't have to do this.
Well, that's reaI easy for you to say.
Last time I checked,
you were a best-selling author,
and I'm... It doesn't matter what I am.
- That's my brother. Now, move it!
- Okay. Easy!
Move it!
Stake Out Fake Out.
Simple, yet effective.
Looks like you're gonna be
doing your work on the road.
You, too, funny girI. Get in.
Yo, Andre, hit it again.
You got it. Track number seven.
Sorry, my bad.
Sounds like hundreds of them.
And they have animals!
Get in the truck.
I got it.
So, NeaI, what do you think
about my book?
Yeah, well,
what you... What you wrote so far is,
- you know, it's... Well, it's kind of...
- Cut to the chase.
AwfuI? I think the word is "awfuI."
But salvageable, really.
I think there's a lot
of good ideas that work.
Yeah, they're just surrounded
by terrible ideas that don't.
Okay, I mean, I admit,
the exploding elephant is different.
But back me up on this, Dad,
your dialogue is inconsistent.
It takes the reader out of the story.
It's way too "bang-bang, tough guy. "
Yeah. You know what? She's right.
No one really talks like this.
And the plot is...
- There is no plot.
- There is no plot, really.
You just kind of have to
work through this thing.
What did I tell you, Skunk?
This is the start
of a whole new life for you.
Now, we can get down to business.
All right. You two, start fixing!
What, write the book here? Like this?
Yeah, yeah. Just like this.
You got a problem with that?
No problem.
Look forward to the challenge.
My main man, Tripp, gonna give them
all the slip with the dental floss
Gonna show them who's boss
What?
I said, my main man!
My main man, Zoome
Yeah, he makes the ladies swoon
Okay, the first thing I suggest is,
reestablish your open.
I mean, you know, your first sentence
really needs to grab the reader,
and yours just...
- Doesn't.
- Doesn't.
Stupid road!
Great! We're being followed.
It's those brats in the van!
Really?
All right, let's see what they got!
Guys, are we speeding up
or are they slowing down?
Scary-looking, freaky dude!
Oh, God! What are you doing?
Dad!
You gotta stop!
It's the attack of the killer pants!
Now we're talking!
If there's one scratch on my ride,
it's gonna get ugly.
Wheeze!
We got them!
Great. We're stuck.
So, what did you think, NeaI?
Was I Zoome enough?
Hey, those are just kids!
You guys are way out of line, here!
- Dad.
- Yeah, Dad. Shut your mouth
before you say something
you wish you hadn't.
Now what?
We're almost out of gas?
All right, next time, we grab a hybrid!
Hey, when you find a station,
I have to go to the bathroom.
Not my problem.
Hey, guys, come on. Be reasonable.
Hey, it's okay, Moe. I'll go with her.
What?
I mean, I'll stand by the door.
What are you doing?
- What? I'm cold.
- Fine.
Hey! Easy on the elbow.
I might want to play tennis someday.
You don't like me very much, do you?
Like you? Think like a writer, Skunk.
You're the bad guy.
Well, maybe I'm the confused,
likable bad guy.
Did you ever think about that?
Hurry it up in there.
You wish!
Maybe next time, you'll think twice
about serving 10-year-old hot dogs.
And can you back away from the door?
I can't, you know...
Right. Sorry.
I'd kill for a comb.
I don't know,
I think you're holding up pretty good.
What is with you?
Showing up, ruining my life?
I didn't sign up for this.
You don't get it, do you?
Get what?
I'm in your head
because you keep me there.
Come on.
- Do you ever think of that?
- That's ridiculous.
You think you know everything,
and always have to shove it in my face
like I'm some child who can't figure out
anything for herself.
Which is crazy, 'cause if you're in
my head, then I am thinking like you.
No, we had to leave.
It was out of our hands.
Yeah, no, I know that! Okay.
- Hey.
- Hey.
I swiped you some beef jerky. Eat up!
Sorry, I just...
Forget it.
Let's just get this show on the road.
I'm hot now.
Come on.
Where are we going?
The only way we can go.
This stuff is disgusting.
Maybe. But it's dinner.
So if I were you, I'd shut up and chew.
And make his book better.
Guys, this is nuts.
My dad needs a reaI place to write,
one that doesn't have potholes.
Why don't you just take us back
to the hoteI?
At least they have a computer there.
No, no, no, no, no. I'm fine.
These conditions are great. Just...
Guess what?
The kid genius is actually right.
This is not working out.
We're going back to the hoteI.
They've been here.
The bathroom!
It's a page from
Zoome Time Boom Time.
She circled the word "presidentiaI."
Well, how do you know it's from her?
Watermelon-flavored lip gloss.
Okay, everyone think.
What's this mean?
PresidentiaI, presidents,
pickles, dill pickles.
They took her to a pickle farm!
No.
PresidentiaI suite.
They're staying
in the presidentiaI suite.
I heard them when they checked in!
Come on!
Yeah, well, guess it could be that.
- All right, everybody out. Let's go.
- Okay.
Never thought I'd be glad
to see this place again.
Yeah, me, neither.
No one here cares what you think,
Daddy-O, just what you write.
Freeze-Dried Dreams?
More like Warmed-Over Nightmares.
Wait a minute.
You're working with them?
Well, don't get crazy!
They work for me.
But before, you helped me.
You were so good at finding your pop.
- Hey, don't you touch...
- Hey.
You helped me tell them
right where to go.
Now, take them upstairs to my pad.
- Our room would be better.
- And get that book finished!
I have to go back to work.
Let's go.
Hey!
Easy, there.
Retro-creepy.
Okay, come on, move it.
There you go.
All right.
You are going to be very safe here.
And it should give you enough time
to finish the book.
I just don't get it.
Why is Merv making you do this?
He's not making us. He's helping us.
He's gonna get my book published,
like NeaI.
Usually, I just deliver the pizza,
you know.
Never delivered customers before.
- Hey, first time for everything.
- Yeah.
By the way, the pizza is slamming!
Best crust in town.
- So, who wants some tunes, huh?
- Yeah!
Yeah!
Thanks.
The Merv?
Looks like little Merv's got big ideas.
So do you.
Nice edit on this character stuff.
Thanks.
- I didn't know you drank coffee.
- Well, it's mostly milk. Mom's orders.
Okay, okay, how's this?
"The drive-in snack bar
was a sloppy room,
"filled with all sorts
of junky stuff and stuff. "
Not bad, not bad.
But remember what I told you before.
When you first describe a location...
Try and help the reader know more
than what it looks like.
Imagine what it feels like,
even smells like.
Okay, okay.
"The sparkling palace
smelled of gross, dirty socks,
"and a short bald man
in need of a bath. "
I heard that.
All right! Now, that's believable detaiI.
Right, Dad?
That's really good, Skunk, really.
You're pretty amazing. You know that?
Thanks. So are you.
Incoming!
Come on!
This is The Merc. How may I help you?
You just sign it to "CarI Janhansen,
friend, artist, pizza man. "
You got it, my friend.
Thanks again for the lift.
- Yeah.
- And thank you for the coupons!
Man, I can't wait
for Two-For-One Tuesday!
No. That's not an elephant, Officer.
Love is a burger and fries
You're the heartburn of my soul
Remember, good ideas get great
only if you don't get hurt.
Do you even hear how you sound?
Why do you always have to talk
in catchphrases?
Fans like it.
Yeah. Just hope the fans like my idea.
It is a good plan, right?
Right. Asking you is the same
as asking myself.
And I already know the answer.
It's another brush with danger.
- Floss.
- Floss.
That is such a lousy catchphrase.
Yeah, I know.
Work on that, will you?
I told you, pickle farm.
What?
I'm just saying.
In the book, Tripp breathes
underwater using straws
held together by rubber bands!
No. No, that's not it.
But we know she has the book.
What would she do?
She's NeaI's daughter.
She's gotta be Zoome enough.
The SignaI of Strength.
- What?
- Tripp's SignaI of Strength, remember?
The big climax from
Zoome Time Boom Time.
After he gets stuck
in the whirlpooI of plaque,
SCUM agents take him prisoner...
And Tripp creates a signaI that leads
the cloned rebels to where he is!
- She's brilliant.
- Dude,
if you don't ask her out, I will.
Now all we gotta do is find the signaI.
Let's get some help.
Once again, you faiI to strike even the
slightest chord of intelligent thought.
Tripp would never appear
in a community theater
production of Hamlet.
Shakespeare gives him hives.
Folks!
Your grasp of my argument is as
slippery as the vegetable-oil-soaked
waterslide Tripp slid down
to escape the zombies!
- Zoomers!
- No way.
- Way.
- Newbie.
- Flyboy.
- Zircon.
Thanks, bro.
All right, everybody, listen up.
Okay, I got some good news
and some bad news,
and they both lead to the same place.
NeaI's in trouble.
- Big trouble.
- And we're gonna save him!
- Floss!
- Floss!
And Melissa.
Just what I need, clever kids.
You know,
I used to hear a voice that said
Trouble's coming
Better stay in bed
Then I even tried to run away
'Cause I didn't even know
my own strength
I was shocked
No, I couldn't believe
My world rocked
It was news to me
When I looked in the mirror today
I looked back and I heard me say
I gotta own it, breathe it
Live it like I mean it
There's a hero in me
It's all I wanna be
Is someone to rely on
Looks good on TV
Save the day
It's part of the routine
Out of my way
This is a job for me
There's a hero in me
It's all I wanna be
Is someone to rely on
Looks good on TV
Save the day
It's part of the routine
Out of my way
This is a job for me
There's a hero in me, yeah
There's a hero in me
The SignaI of Strength!
From the uprising plot
in Zoome Time Boome Time?
Dad, it's a good, solid idea.
And it came from you.
I don't know. You really think it'll work?
I don't know.
I still have to figure out
how to send the signaI.
But even Tripp says, "If you don't
even try, you'll just wonder why. "
You know
who said that first, don't you?
You did, when you were eight.
It was so smart, so innocent.
As soon as you said it,
I knew, "That's how Tripp thinks. "
Tripp? Wait, you're saying...
Melissa, where do you think
he comes from?
A writer is only as good
as his own experiences.
The ideas, the plots, the characters,
that's where they come from.
When you were born,
so was Tripp Zoome.
I hear whispering!
I don't like whispering!
So I'm in your books?
Sweetheart, you're everywhere.
You're in the plot. You're in the humor.
You're the heart.
You're my heart.
You're the reason I write, Melissa.
And I'd give it all up tomorrow
if it meant losing you.
What's buzzing, cousin?
How's our little book coming?
- It's coming.
- Good.
Good. Thanks to that firestorm
that's brewing outside,
sooner is gonna be much better
than later, for all of us.
You know,
there's something I don't get.
Why do you care what Skunk writes?
What, are you writing a book?
I'm kidding, it's a...
Look, I don't care what Skunk writes.
I care what your father re-writes!
But my book.
You said...
I said a lot of things.
Wait, did you actually think I gave
a hint of a hoot about your writing?
Please. The back of that cereaI box
has a more interesting plot.
Look, the whole plan was, I needed his
writing so I could sell the manuscript
as a NeaI Morris book.
The last NeaI Morris book.
Okay, now we have a problem.
The last NeaI Morris book means
the last Tripp Zoome book,
and the last Tripp Zoome book means
no more me, Tripp Zoome.
That is not okay!
We'll talk about this later.
Having your father start
with Skunk's verbaI drooI
was just a way to get you fools
to do the dirty work.
Talk about your "dumb thug" character.
Look, I'm not writing this book for you.
I think you will, big daddy.
Because untiI you do,
you won't see your little princess again.
Lock the girI in the bathroom.
- Moe.
- Okay, look,
we didn't sign up for this.
Well, you signed up for something,
and that alone is worth five years in jaiI
for you, Maurice, and your little brother.
Now, do it.
Just come with me.
What? No!
Just come on. Just... Come on, just...
Here. Sorry.
Now let's discuss
our little deadline, okay, NeaI?
All right, look, I'll do what you want.
Just don't hurt my daughter.
No signaI in my sights yet, Wheeze.
Don't worry, she'll come through.
And then, we strike.
Okay, think, Melissa.
What would Tripp do?
Come on. Let's burn rubber, Dad!
Collectors don't actually care
if it's any good,
just that it's you who writes it.
You're pathetic, you know that?
I'll keep that in mind,
in case I ever care! Which I won't.
I really thought I was doing right.
I just wanted better for you, not this.
It's okay, Moe.
You helped me meet my hero.
He helped me write.
That's not so bad in my book.
"My book. "
This way!
Hey, hold up!
Coming behind you!
Barometric pressure rising.
Wind, one knot north-southeast.
SignaI! I see the signaI!
Move, move, move!
Guys! Guys, I can't see the signaI.
I can't see the signaI!
A little help here, please?
- Floss! Floss!
- Floss! Floss!
- Floss! Floss! Floss! Floss!
- Floss! Floss! Floss! Floss!
Hey, guys!
- Floss! Floss! Floss! Floss!
- Floss! Floss! Floss! Floss!
Floss!
All right, everybody,
let's flush them out!
That way, we control
where the flow goes.
You are so Zoome enough.
Super-stinky cheese bombs ready?
- Ready!
- Aim!
Fire!
Let them have it!
All your cavalry's here! That's it!
Time to make tracks. I'll take him.
You two grab little sis.
Move it!
Hurry up!
What's the matter, Merv? Afraid?
Of a bunch of sun-deprived
bookworms? Please.
Eat grape juice, loser.
Come on! This will never come out!
Was that really necessary?
- Floss!
- Run!
- Go get her! Now!
- Run to the top!
You had better hope
that she doesn't mess this up.
No, you better hope.
You don't know my daughter.
All right, Zoomers,
let's seaI off the streets.
No one gets in or out. Move!
- Floss!
- Floss!
All right, it's you and me.
We're going in.
Slow down! We won't hurt you!
Like I'm gonna wait to find that out.
How about a little Slip-Slap Tripp Trap.
Hey, guys.
Impressive.
- You got the clue.
- Yeah, the SignaI of Strength. Nice.
So what do you think? Waxed or mint?
Now, come on, Merv, don't you think
you're in a little over your head, here?
No. Once we get to my car,
we're home free.
You know, Skunk,
you're really not a bad writer.
I know. Just a bad guy, right?
How about a confused,
likable bad guy?
Come on, my dad.
Hand-holding. Finally!
Come on, guys, throw me a bone, here.
Tell me where they are.
Charge!
- This is my last suit! Make them stop!
- I don't think I can do it!
I just don't get it! Your plots are so trite!
Give it up, Merv. It's over.
There's nowhere to go.
Okay, calm down. I think there's been
a little misunderstanding.
We gotta do something, Maurice.
I know, little brother. I know.
I got it. Spin.
- What?
- Spin!
Like your life depended on it!
We're not so bad after all.
Floss!
Yeah!
Are you sure you're okay?
The best I've ever been, sweetheart.
Just the best.
All right! Thank you. Thank you.
First off, two mega-important
announcements.
One, due to your amazingly
Tripp-tastic efforts this morning,
everyone here will receive a free
autographed copy of my next book.
That's right.
Thank you, thank you. Yes. Yeah.
Second, there's a little unfinished
business we have to take care of,
the Zoome Enough Prize.
Knowing about something is great.
But putting that knowledge into action
requires a level of commitment
that borders on insanity.
So on that note, please give it up
for my new friends, Andre...
- Floss! Floss! Floss!
- Floss! Floss! Floss!
Sheldon...
What's up, Tripp fans?
And Wheeze!
Thank you. You know, guys,
my parents never got why I was
so into these books, and
all I gotta say now is, reading rocks.
Good job.
You know, all that's happened,
I couldn't have done any of it
without you.
But you did. All of it, actually.
I may be the "who" your dad writes
about, but you, you're the "why. "
Remember that.
We've got one more prize.
Without her, none us would be
standing here today.
She is my inspiration.
She is the reason I do what I do.
My daughter, Melissa.
- Floss! Floss! Floss! Floss!
- Floss! Floss! Floss! Floss!
Chin up, Moe. Time's on our side,
even if nobody else is.
Skunk, that made sense.
And it was clever!
And Dostoyevsky, he wrote some really
cooI stuff while he was in the slammer.
That's my brother. He's a writer!
- Hey, NeaI.
- Yes?
Are you sure you can't stay
another day?
Sorry to get rescued and run,
but my daughter and I have a vacation
to salvage.
Ready?
I've always been ready, Dad.
Hang on, Melissa.
Here's my phone number,
in case you want to...
- Go out?
- Yes. Yeah.
Yeah, yeah, actually, that'd be...
That'd be great.
Okay.
You just have to promise me one thing.
Anything. Anything at all.
It's gotta be a normaI date.
Just you and me.
No guys in weird costumes.
No mentho-dentaI floss.
No police intervention.
I promise.
Yeah!
Bombs ready? Aim!
Fire!
This is just perfect.
Incoming!
Come on!
Eat grape juice, loser.
Come on! This will never come out!
Found the brake.
This is my last suit! Make them stop!
Merv Kilbo and his trusty ragtop
are on the case.
Mitchie! Up!
Last day of school!
MITCHIE'S TUNES
Whoa
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
How to choose who to be
Well, let's see
There's so many choices now
Play guitar, be a movie star
In my head a voice says
Why not try everything?
Why stop? Reach for any dream
I can rock
'Cause it's my life
And now's the time, who will I be?
It's up to me
All the never-ending possibilities
That I can see
There's nothing that I can't do
Who will I be?
Yes, I believe I get to make the future
What I want to
If I can become anyone
And know the choice is up to me
Who will I be?
I wanna find the who I am inside
Who will I be?
Mitchie's Songs
I wanna show the
The way that I can shine
Who will I be?
Oh, cool. Hot Tunes is on.
Turn it up, please.
The pop star phenom Shane Gray
may have gone too far this time
SHANE GRAY
SCANDAL
when he stormed off the set
of the new Connect 3 video.
Word is the other members
of Connect 3 are fed up.
This final stunt cost his label
thousands of dollars,
but may cost them
the rest of their record deal.
What is wrong with that boy?
He's got everything.
Except a clue.
The message is clear,
he needs to clean up his act.
And to give him time to do it,
the Connect 3's summer tour
has been canceled.
Look what I found in the crisper.
A Camp Rock brochure.
Or should I say another
Camp Rock brochure?
Hmm. Look at that.
Oh, and great cheese omelet,
by the way.
You should definitely add that
to your catering menu.
So you have no idea
how this brochure got in there?
Or the one taped
to the vacuum cleaner?
Sweetie, I know you wanna go
to this camp.
And I'm sorry,
but we just can't swing it right now.
With Dad expanding the store
and my catering business
just taking off...
Oh, honey, I'm sorry.
I know.
Got to go.
Last day of school.
Don't want to be late.
- Hey, Mitchie.
- Hey, Sierra.
Let me be the first to say
Shing Sha Ji, Mitchie.
It means, "Happy summer, Mitchie."
Guess who got an A-plus
in AP Mandarin? Me. Again.
So, how'd it go this morning?
It didn't. Camp Rock is a no-go.
But you have to go.
Camp Rock is, like, the music camp.
Anybody who wants to be somebody
in music...
All of which you already know. Sorry.
Me, too.
I was just so excited to have a summer
that was all about music. And...
I know.
So, what are you going to do
this summer?
So, how was work?
You know Barney's. We serve burgers
with a Barney's smile.
- So what's for dinner?
- Burgers.
Well, our world-famous Torres burger.
Um...
I'll pass.
Okay. I can't stand it. Tell her.
- Well, Steve, she just got home.
- Tell me what?
- Okay, honey. Drum roll.
- Mom?
Okay. You're going to Camp Rock!
- What?
- She said you're going to Camp Rock.
Well, actually, we're going.
Connie's Catering is going camping.
Business is slow in the summer,
this is a steady job,
and you get to go to camp
at a discounted rate!
But you have to help out in the kitchen.
Thank you!
Thank you, like, a million times!
Oh.
CAMP ROCK
CONNIE'S CATERING
- We're here.
- Yeah. Are you excited?
A little. Okay, a lot! Yes! Major!
Thank you, Mom.
I'm gonna have so much fun.
Whoa.
Whoa.
Okay. Sweetie, let's get settled in.
Settled.
That's great. Brown Cesario.
Camp director/founding member
and bass guitar of the White Crows.
And you must be Connie Torres,
our new cook.
That's me.
And this is my daughter.
- Who's already gone.
- No worries.
She probably just wanted
to get out there, get to it,
you know what I mean?
When the music calls,
you got to answer.
I can't wait for you to meet her though.
She has got a great voice.
- Look at me, I'm already bragging.
- Oh, you got to brag, love.
Learned that from the Mickster. Jagger.
You knew Mick Jagger?
Yeah. Backed him up for years.
Great times, great times.
But not as great as the time
- when I toured with Aerosmith.
- You knew Aerosmith?
Sorry. I didn't... I didn't see you.
Obviously.
That's Tess Tyler,
the diva of Camp Rock.
Is she really good?
She's good at trying too hard
to be good.
Understandable,
'cause her mom's TJ Tyler.
The TJ Tyler?
She's got like a trillion Grammys.
A trillion and one, I think.
Hi, I'm Caitlyn.
Camper today,
top-selling music producer tomorrow.
Check me out.
- Cool. I'm Mitchie.
- Hi.
Hi, gang! I'm Dee La Duke,
the musical director here
at Camp Rock.
Hi, Dee.
Here at Camp Rock we sing.
So let's hear that again.
Hi, Dee
Sounds good. A little pitchy in places,
but we'll fix that by the Final Jam.
Hey! We're here to rock it out
At least I know I am
We plan to be the winners onstage
at Final Jam
- Holler
- Holler
Put your hands up
- Hey, hey
- Come on, everybody
Get your hands up
Okay, okay. Settle down.
You're having too much fun.
Okay, this summer is not just
about the Final Jam.
We have a lot of work to do.
You're gonna get new music skills,
you're gonna find your sound,
create your own style.
Holler!
And figure out
who you want to be as artists,
but most of all have fun!
And drum roll, please.
For the first time,
we're gonna be joined at camp
by a very special celebrity instructor.
I don't want to waste my summer
at some camp.
I'm Shane Gray, for crying out loud.
Hey, man, we used to love this place.
Three years ago we were campers.
Yeah, man,
this is where Connect 3 connected.
And you get to see your Uncle Brown.
Not a selling point.
Look, man, right now
you're the bad boy to the press.
And the label has a problem with that.
Which means
we have a problem with that.
Actually, I don't really have a problem
with that.
We have a problem with that.
This camp thing is supposed to fix it.
It's good P.R., so do your time.
Enjoy the fresh air. Get a tan.
Oh, and can you make me a birdhouse
or something?
One word, payback.
That's two words.
By the way, we told the press
you'd be recording a duet
with the winner of Final Jam.
What?
- Shane! What's the haps, man?
- Hey. What's up, Uncle Brown?
Yeah.
I hear there's an open mike tonight.
Yeah.
Are you gonna sing?
In front of all those people? No way.
Sweetie, I hear you in your room.
You're really good. Mom's Honor.
And if you're nervous, so what?
Everyone is nervous.
That's why I'm making
so much food tonight,
'cause people eat
when they're nervous.
Not me. I don't think
I can eat another burger ever.
Okay. Why don't you go
take the trash out to the Dumpster
and then set up in the mess hall?
I'll finish up here.
You think you're hot
But I'm sorry you're not exactly
who you think you are
Can't tell you what
What you haven't got
But when we walk into the room
Once again from the top, girls.
You think you're hot
But I'm sorry you're not exactly
Who you think you are
Can't tell you what
What you haven't got
But when we walk into the room
Work with me here, people!
Hello? We're trying, but you...
If we want to win,
you guys have to listen to me.
Let's go again.
You think you're hot
But I'm sorry you're not exactly
Who you think you are
Can't tell you what
What you haven't got
But when we walk into...
Come on, guys. I learned my lesson.
I showered in cold water,
I have looked at a tree.
It's been three hours.
I need hair product.
I guess it's time
to embrace the natural look.
Oh, have fun.
Guys.
There he is!
Where'd he go?
Do you know what it's like
To feel so in the dark
To dream about a life
Where you're the shining star
Even though it seems
Like it's too far away
I have to believe in myself
It's the only way
This is real, this is me
I'm exactly
Where I'm supposed to be now
Gonna let the light shine on me
Now I've found who I am
There's no way to hold it in
No more hiding who I want to be
I think he went that way.
This is me
Hello?
Hello?
Who's in here?
There you are, sweetie.
I've got all the food set up,
so you, princess, are free.
Got to find something to wear.
Honey, it's camp.
It's not a fashion show.
Have you seen these kids?
They have a lot.
My usual is not going to cut it.
Oh, I think you look cute,
in a non-mom way.
Totally.
This, this is safe.
It's also mine.
Honey, wear your own clothes.
You'll be fine.
Be yourself.
Oh, those are pretty.
Hey, Caitlyn.
Hey, Mitchie. This is Lola.
Lola, Mitchie.
So, is this your first year?
- Yeah. Any advice?
- You're gonna love it here.
And this year, I hear the food
is supposed to be better.
Let's hope.
Hey, Camp Rockers!
Next up, let's have
a big Camp Rock welcome
OPENING NIGHT JAM
for Lola Scott!
Wish me luck.
Who's got what it takes to be my guy
What it takes to make me shine
What it takes to get me fired up?
Who's got what it takes to be my beau
What it takes to make me glow
What it takes to make this beat flow?
Everyone talks about
What they think they need
They making up a list of things
One, two, three
Everyone is different
but where we can agree
Every girl wants her boy
To treat her sweet
Don't think that being mean
Will get you anywhere
Don't think that acting cool
Will make me wanna care
I need your respect
If you're gonna be the one
And if you must apply
Then try to get the job done
Who's got what it takes to be my guy
What it takes to make me shine
What it takes to get me fired up?
Who's got what it takes to be my beau
What it takes to make me glow
What it takes to make this beat flow?
I've been contemplating
What it takes
To make me give my heart
Could you be the one?
Standing in the crowd
I'm waiting to find out
I'm waiting, waiting, waiting, oh
Who's got what it takes to be my guy
What it takes to make me shine
What it takes to get me fired up?
Who's got what it takes to be my beau
What it takes to make me glow
What it takes to make this beat flow?
Wow! She's amazing!
Yeah, she should be.
Her mom's on Broadway.
Broadway? Wow.
Yeah, but the kids around here
don't care about that.
It's all about the bling.
That's why Tess over there
runs this camp.
Great. Something wicked
this way comes.
Hey, Caitlyn.
Your folks still wowing them
on the cruise ship?
- Actually they work in...
- Hi, I'm Mitchie.
Oh, hi. I'm Tess Tyler.
- I know. Wow, I love your mom.
- Of course you do.
I'm Mitchie Torres.
Hey, is your dad Nicky Torres,
the composer?
My dad staged one of his shows.
No.
- So what does he do?
- He owns a hardware store.
But my mom...
- Yeah?
- What?
The president of Hot Tunes TV.
In China.
Yeah, it's a huge market over there.
- Wow. Cool.
- So cool.
Major cool!
Okay, so have you met anybody?
Yeah, like everybody.
Last summer I was in, like,
three music videos.
Yeah, but, I mean,
you could hardly see me.
I was in the back.
- Wow.
- Wow.
Are you guys thinking
what I'm thinking?
- Of course.
- Absolutely.
What are we thinking?
There's an extra bed in our cabin.
It's yours if you want it.
- Really?
- Totally.
We're gonna be great friends.
Come on, sit with us in the VIP section.
I'm good. Thanks for asking.
Can you believe
not one of the cookbooks
has a recipe for chili for 300?
You don't need a recipe.
Everyone loves your food. It's official.
- Really?
- Camper's honor.
So, how was Opening Night Jam?
Did you sing?
No. But I met some girls,
and they want me
to move into their cabin.
And I know I have to help
in the kitchen,
but I'll just get up earlier
and meet you here.
Sweetie, of course you can move
into the cabin.
It'll be fine.
I got to get back to these cookbooks
'cause I got a rep to protect.
Peggy! Could you please stop that?
I can't hear.
Guys.
Which color?
Ella, they're exactly the same.
So you see my dilemma!
Mom? Hey. Yeah.
Yeah, I'm totally settled in.
Guess what? Shane Gray is...
Yeah. Yeah,
you can totally call me back.
Love you, too.
Have a good concert.
As usual.
What, Tess?
Hey, guys.
- Hey, Mitchie.
- Hey.
So, which bed is mine?
That one.
- But...
- Peggy doesn't mind. Do you?
I guess not.
One bag?
You can't possibly have all your clothes
in there.
Right. Well, I threw a lot
of my clothes away.
Yeah, I just got tired of them.
And you kept this?
Yeah, well, it came from China.
A little boutique called Shing Sha Ji.
- Wow.
- Totally wow.
What does that mean?
Happy summer.
Yeah, that store is the bomb.
Wow! Really cool bracelet.
It's from my mom.
Every time she wins a Grammy,
she adds a charm.
Love it. Totally blingalicious.
So, is that your diary?
No. My songs.
You write songs?
Yeah, but they're probably
not that good.
Come on.
Well, I bet they are good.
Let's hear one.
- No.
- Why not? We're friends now, right?
Yeah. Okay.
This is real, this is me
I'm exactly
where I'm supposed to be now
Gonna let the light shine on...
Yeah, it's not really that good.
What? That was totally good.
Right, Tess?
Totally.
What the...
Mitchie?
You're dreaming.
You're a rock princess.
Okay. I rock.
Hey! Plenty of room over here,
mi amore.
- Yuck. You're going to chase her away.
- As usual.
- Good morning.
- Hey, guys.
- Hey.
- What's up?
Slumming, I see.
- What?
- Hey, Mitchie. Over here.
You better go. The queen awaits.
Your music. Are you any good?
I don't know. Maybe. Kind of.
Word of advice.
You wanna be friends with Tess,
don't be.
Mitchie.
See you around.
What happened to you this morning?
Um...
Early riser.
Yum. Toast.
- What?
- Rise and shine, superstar.
- Don't make me do this, Shane.
- Go away.
- Hey!
- Oh, sorry.
Don't say I didn't warn you.
Fine. I'm up, okay? I'm up.
All right. We've both got classes
to teach. Yours starts in five.
And you might wanna put that mattress
out in the sun.
It's the only one you're gonna get.
Can you put some water in that vase?
Flowers look parched.
Four minutes!
Whoa!
If the class is a-rocking,
I'm-a glad I came knocking.
So, let's hear
what I'm working with this year.
- Who wants to sing first?
- Oh! Oh!
My goodness.
All right. Eeny, meeny, miny, you.
Me?
Can't argue with the finger.
I'll do it.
No. The finger picked her.
Well...
Okay.
Right. Let her rip.
Who will I be? It's up to me...
All right. I know you're singing a solo,
but it's so low, I can't hear you.
All right? So, bit louder.
Who will I be? It's up to me
All the never-ending possibility
That I can see
There's nothing that I can't do
Who will I be?
Yes, I believe I get to make the future
What I want to
If I can become anyone
and know the choice is up to me
Who will I be?
She's great.
- That was great.
- That was so amazing.
That's not bad. Not bad at all.
Is that an original?
Yeah, but it's mine, but...
No buts. It's good.
Let me have a high five.
- Oh, thanks.
- All right.
I didn't know that you were
that good. You totally rocked it.
Totally.
- Thanks.
So, I've been thinking,
and you have to sing with us
in Final Jam.
Your vocals in the background would
be, like, amazing.
And we never let people in our group.
But you? A must. So you want in?
Well, I was thinking about singing solo
for Final Jam.
Solo in your first Final Jam?
That's brave.
You'll be fine.
Well, of course she'll be fine.
It's just that, I know how nervous I get.
Well, I'm sure I'll be nervous
at first, but...
In front of all those people,
but, yeah, you'll be fine.
- You've done it before.
- Done what before?
You've never sang
in front of an audience?
Well, yeah. I mean, choir.
I mean, I was never lead or anything,
and I was sort of in the back,
but it's still an audience.
Wow. You are brave.
Come on, girls. Let's get started.
Well, maybe a group would be better.
If you think so.
Yeah. No, it'll be fun. I want to.
- If you're sure.
- I'm totally sure.
- I gotta run.
- Where?
No. I mean, I got to call my mom.
China time.
Okay, okay. So, here's what...
- Sorry. I'm late.
- Oh. That's okay, honey.
The last batch of cookies
is in the oven.
You can start cleaning up.
I'm gonna take these down
to the storage room.
Hello?
Hello?
Hello?
I can hear you.
Hi.
Do you work here?
Yes.
Wow. You really get into your work.
I'm Shane.
But I'm sure
even the kitchen help knows that.
- Of course. It's nice to meet you.
- Actually, it's not so nice.
See, my manager said he sent over
my food allergy list,
but since I couldn't even go near
my breakfast this morning...
- Can I just talk to whoever's in charge?
- Excuse me?
What?
Well, you're kind of being a jerk.
- And you are?
- A person!
And there's a way to talk to a person
and that's not it.
Well, I'll have my manager
send it over again.
Fine.
Thank you?
Much better.
Yeah, I like that.
I don't need a chaperone, Unc.
Seeing how you blew off
your class yesterday, you sort of do.
I didn't sign up for this.
- Get my agent on the phone.
- "Get my agent"?
What happened to you, man?
That kid on that TV,
that's not who you really are.
In there, Shane.
What happened to the kid
who just loved music?
- He grew up.
- Big whoop!
Stop acting like it's all about you.
In my world, it is.
Oh, look. We're in my world.
And in my world, you're considered
an instructor at this camp,
which means you've got to instruct.
Starting with hip-hop dance at 2:00.
And five, six, seven, eight.
And five, six, seven, eight.
Okay, you guys. Remember,
when he gets here, act cool.
Wait, when who gets here?
Shane.
Wait, he's teaching this class?
Great.
Wait, is that flour in your hair?
No. No, it's Chinese body powder.
Pretty cool, huh?
Grab a mike and a hat.
Follow me if you can.
Hurry.
Let's go.
Hurry.
Yeah
First stop hit the groove
Let the music play
Next stop yeah everybody
It's time to celebrate
Here we go so let your flow show
Make the dreams you got become real
Across the floor.
Let's do this, let me hear you now
Show me how you feel
Let's start, start, start the party
Come on, come on, everyone
Let's sta-sta-start the party
What you waiting for now?
Start, start, start the party
Come on, come on live it up
Let's sta-sta-start the party
Everyone circle. Face the front.
I know you're never gonna wanna stop
Let the music take us to paradise
Let's close our eyes
Feel the groove wanna shake us
Everywhere and everybody turn it up
Let's start the party
Party
Gonna have a good night
Party
Let's start, start, start the party
Come on, come on, everyone
Let's sta-sta-start the party
Crisscross.
What you waiting for now?
Start, start, start the party
Come on, come on, live it up
Let's sta-sta-start the party
I know you're never gonna wanna
Come on let me hear you holler
Party's never ever gonna stop
Talk about dancing to the beat
of a different drum.
You any good on the drums?
Man, you're a drummer, dude.
The drummer controls the beat.
The rhythm's in your hands.
Yeah, I guess.
Now we just have to work on getting
that beat from those sticks
to those feet.
Where were you this morning?
- Oh, no.
- Hi, girls.
Hi.
Hi. So, yummy breakfast.
Oh. How would you know?
There's hardly anything on your plate.
Morning carbs, definite no-no.
Yeah.
Well, I just wanted
to meet Mitchie's new friends.
This is Ella, Peggy, and Tess.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- Hello.
Well, I see you girls are really busy,
so I'll talk to you later.
Okay. Do you know her?
Yeah, don't you?
She's cooked for everybody
from Jessica and Nick pre-breakup
to Pharrell.
Really?
Yeah, I'm shocked
the camp even got her.
You mean, Jessica ate these eggs?
Yeah.
That's cool.
- It's like your old stuff.
- Yeah.
I was thinking the group can change up
our sound.
Do some different stuff.
So you coming up to the campfire?
Yeah, right.
All right. Well, you sit in here
by yourself, superstar.
'Cause you're right. Way cooler.
So, your friends, they seem nice.
Tess is interesting.
I know, but she's better
once you get to know her.
Yeah? And have you?
Have you gotten to know her?
Yeah. I guess.
I don't know. She just doesn't seem
like she's your type, you know.
- You've always been so...
- Invisible.
I was going to say independent.
Hurry up and finish those potatoes
if you wanna get to the campfire.
So we call this the Campfire Jam.
It's about expression.
The freedom to be
who you really wanna be.
Hit it!
I'm too cool for my dress
These shades don't leave my head
Everything you say is so irrelevant
You follow and I lead
You wanna be like me
But you're just a wannabe
Love it or hate it
Me, myself, and I agree
You'll never catch up with me
'Cause I'm too cool
Too cool
Yeah, I'm too cool to know you
Don't take it personal
Don't get emotional
You know it's the truth
I'm too cool for you
You think you're hot
But I'm sorry you're not exactly
who you think you are
Can't tell you what
What you haven't got
But when we walk into the room
I'm too cool for you
You see some are born
With beauty brains and talent
And they got it all
While others have to try all their lives
Still they never get the call
That's the difference
between you and me
Obviously
I'm a natural, I'm the real deal
I can't help the way I am
Hope you don't misunderstand
But I'm too cool
Too cool
Yeah, I'm too cool to know you
Don't take it personal
Don't get emotional
You know it's the truth
I'm too cool for you
Did you enjoy singing backup?
Can't a guy get some peace?
Sorry.
- Sorry.
- You said that already.
I'm sorry. I...
Was that you playing?
It sounded kind of different.
Than my usual stupid cookie-cutter
pop star stuff?
- Sorry to disappoint.
- You didn't.
I liked it.
I mean, it was good
for stupid cookie-cutter pop star stuff.
Wow, you really know
how to make a guy feel better.
I thought you loved your sound.
You created it.
- You're like a Camp Rock legend.
- Some legend.
I only played the music
that the label thinks will sell. That's it.
You don't think that song would sell?
I don't know.
Well, you'll never know if you don't try.
And, by the way, I know of one girl
that would buy that song.
Oh, I'm so sorry!
Actually, I'm so not.
I would respond, but...
But you are responding
by saying that you're not responding.
Shut up.
Okay, that was on purpose.
Doesn't matter.
Anything makes that outfit look better.
See?
Okay.
- Nice, Caitlyn.
- Good shot.
Stop. Hey, no, you guys, stop!
- Stop.
- My spaghetti slipped.
I can't believe you did that!
Neither can I.
Busted.
I hate when I have to be uncool.
Lay it on me.
- She's always been jealous of me...
- She's impossible.
...and she cannot stand the fact
that I'm probably to win Final Jam,
- so she spilled...
- Whoa!
Enough. Make it plain.
Who was the first one to throw food?
That's easy. Caitlyn.
- That's technically true, but...
- No buts.
Since you wanna play with food,
I can hook you up
with a job this summer.
From here on out,
you're on kitchen duty.
What? I mean...
Ew.
- But...
- Again with the buts.
Look, it's settled.
Happy cooking.
Thanks a lot.
- Oh!
- You hungry?
Just a little bit.
Do you have a second?
Um...
- Sure.
- I wanna run something by you.
Every time I think
I'm closer to the heart
Of what it means to know
Just who I am
I think I finally found
A better place to start
But no one ever seems to understand
I need to try to get to where you are
Could it be you're not that far?
You're the voice I hear inside my head
The reason that I'm singing
I need to find you
I got to find you
You're the missing piece
I need the song inside of me
I need to find you
I got to find you
I've been feeling lost
Can't find the words to say
Spending all my time
Stuck in yesterday
Where you are is where I wanna be
Oh, next to you, and you next to me
Oh, I need to find you
You're the voice I hear inside my head
The reason that I'm singing
I need to find you
I got to find you
You're the missing piece
I need the song inside of me
I need to find you
I got to find you
Wow.
I heard this girl singing,
and it kind of reminded me
of the music that I liked.
So I started playing around
with some chords, and...
- I know it's not finished, but...
- No. No, it's good.
It's really good. And I don't lie.
Why are you looking at me like that?
I don't know.
You seem different.
Good different.
Yeah. Definitely different.
So, I better get going.
Back to the kitchen?
- What?
- To get some dip for these chips?
Oh!
Yeah. Yeah. Right.
Hey, Mom, how you doing?
I'm all right. How are you?
I am great.
I'm wonderful, I'm fantastic, I'm...
- Putting chips into bowls...
- Right.
Hey, Mrs. Torres.
Hi, Caitlyn. Thanks for coming in early.
Taco Night takes
the entire kitchen staff
and our six hands.
Six?
Yeah. My daughter.
So can you please start in
on the onions?
Brown wants to talk to me
about next week's campfire pig-out.
Sure.
Hey! You must be hands five and six.
I didn't know Connie had a daughter.
I'm Caitlyn.
Do you need some help?
Mitchie?
Wait a minute.
You're the cook's daughter.
She's your mom.
Oh, this is rich.
But apparently you're not.
So what are you waiting for, huh?
Run. Go tell everybody.
- Maybe I should.
- Fine. Whatever.
How long did you think
you could keep your little secret?
Longer than this.
Why?
- Why do you care?
- Oh, I don't.
But when I tell everybody,
I want the whole backstory.
I just wanted to fit in, okay?
I think your whole charade is stupid
and immature.
You're hiding behind some crazy lie.
What about you, huh? You hide, too!
The whole
"I don't care about anything" attitude?
Well, if you don't care,
why are you here?
What happened to you?
She got drowned in her lies.
What, Caitlyn?
Nothing.
- Caitlyn, wait!
- No, no, no, no. You can talk later.
First you got to get out
of these wet clothes. Come on.
Says here in this magazine
I'm Shane's type.
It's just a matter of time.
"Warm, funny, talented."
You? I don't get it.
- Hey, guys, what are you doing?
- The question is, what were you doing?
- You're always AWOL.
- What?
Hey, Mitchie, I was thinking.
After camp, maybe we could come
to visit you and your mom in China
and go to that Happy Summer store.
Sure. My mom would like that.
Okay, guys.
Tonight is the Pajama Jam.
So, outfit check.
White shorts and green hoodies.
What? Green is Shane's favorite color.
It was in the magazine.
- All right!
- The other lemmings are over there.
- Look, Caitlyn, about what...
- Save it, Mitchie.
If that's even your real name.
- Hey.
- Hi.
Are we ready?
Where are your T-shirt and shorts?
Yeah, I thought that we were supposed
to wear the same thing?
The backup singers should wear
the same thing.
Not the lead singer, hello!
Next, give it up for the awesome
Caitlyn Geller!
And this is in honor
of you awesome Camp Rockers.
She's really good.
Hey. Shane likes her, too.
Help! Help, there's a snake! Snake!
It's just the power cord
to the sound system, Tess.
Oh. Right. My bad.
- You are so full of it!
- What?
You can't stand
that people might actually like
what other people do.
Okay. What is that?
She said, "Whatever, major loser."
Oh, wow, Tess.
"Whatever, major loser?"
That is so last year.
I mean, everyone knows that.
Oh, well, I guess not everyone.
Hey! Does this look like a record, girls?
Huh?
I mean, a CD.
Does this cookie look like a CD?
'Cause I want it to look authentic
next to my eighth note cupcakes.
Everything looks great, Connie.
These theme nights are so busy, huh?
Oh, I gotta go get the ice cream
for my Rolling Stone cones!
See you later.
So, did you sign up for Final Jam?
Yeah.
So, what are you thinking about doing?
This is freaking me out.
Why are we talking?
I don't know. Maybe I'm slumming?
Or maybe I wanted to set
you up for that!
My gosh.
So, thank you for yesterday, but...
Hey. I always stick up for my friends.
It's fun being friends with Tess.
How would you know?
Because I was friends with Tess.
I know, it's hard to believe.
More like impossible. What happened?
Tess doesn't like competition,
and she felt I was.
See, with her, there can only be
one star. Herself.
Look, I know it's fun being
friends with her.
She can make you feel so important
and she's popular, but so what?
Oh, come on.
Being popular is so not a "so what."
No, there are perks.
Like... Well, like...
Like singing backup to Tess
all the time?
Like never getting to say
what you really feel?
Oh, and those exciting short outfits?
Those were real high points.
You're right. Sell your soul.
Hey. I'm on your side.
Oh, shoot.
I was supposed to go meet up with...
We're practicing for Final Jam.
Of course. Her Highness awaits.
Hand-clapping,
hip-shaking...
Hello?
Hey, buddy,
how's my birdhouse coming?
- Jason!
- Sorry. It's not my fault
you didn't ask him to
make you anything.
- I didn't want anything.
- Well, I wanted a birdhouse! So what?
And what do you need a birdhouse for?
Because I wanted to see
more birds in...
Guys. Guys.
Sorry.
Listen. About me recording
with a camper.
- You gotta do it, man. No go-backs.
- Yeah. No go-backs.
It's, like, the Golden Rule.
No, dude, the Golden Rule
is "Tell the truth."
Dude, then it can be, like,
the Silver Rule.
- Why is it the Silver Rule?
- Okay, fine, the Copper Rule.
- The Copper Rule?
- Well, give me tin at least.
Guys.
- Sorry.
- Sorry.
Listen. I've been thinking about
the whole recording thing,
and I think it's really cool.
Are you getting too much sun?
'Cause we can bring you a hat
when we come to visit.
I'm fine. And remember, whoever wins,
no go-backs. See you guys Saturday.
Now I just have to find that girl
with the voice.
Hey, Andy! Buddy.
You wanna do me a favor?
Sure.
Shane Gray is looking for the girl
with the voice.
Start, start, start the party
Come on, come on, everyone
Let's sta-sta-start the party
What you waiting for now?
Let's start, let's start
Let's start the party
- Hey
- Come on, come on, live it up
Let's start-start-start the party
I know you're never gonna wanna stop
Let's start, start, start the party
Come on, come on, everyone
Let's start, start, start the party
What you waiting for now?
Start, start, start the party
Start, start, start the party
Come on, come on, everyone
Let's start, start
What you waiting for?
Here we go so let your flow show
Make the dreams you have
become real
Let's do this, let me hear you
Show me how you feel
Start, start, start the party
Come on, come on, everyone
Let's start, start, start the party
I know you're never gonna wanna stop
Let the music take us to paradise
Let's close our eyes
Feel the groove
Wanna shake us
Aren't you gonna get in line?
Oh, it's not me. Trust.
Anyway, he's never heard me sing.
Turn on that radio
As loud as it can go
Gotta dance until my feet
can't feel the ground
So, does your voice sound better
over here?
Why don't we get in one of these things
and you can tell me.
Really?
- Yeah. It was awesome.
Yeah.
I don't think
we're doing this right.
What? You don't like going in circles?
So, have you found
your special girl yet?
Why? Are you jealous?
- Jerk.
- Hey.
Being a jerk is a part
of the rock star image.
Keeping up an image can be tiring.
But it keeps the posers away.
I never know if people are hanging with
me for the free stuff or for the parties.
Oh. Definitely the free stuff.
Funny.
Come on.
I know you're really not a jerk.
I mean, you're helping Andy
with his dancing,
and those screaming girls
seem to like you.
Which brings me back
to the whole jealous thing.
I take that back. You are a jerk.
- It must be the same for you, too, huh?
- What?
Because of your mom,
and her job at Hot Tunes.
People probably are always
fake around you.
Yeah. Right. Totally.
You know, it's nice talking
to someone who gets it.
Yeah. Me, too.
Seriously, Mom.
Okay, we're done with the dishes.
Okay, girls, have fun at the campfire.
- Okay. Bye.
- Thanks.
- I love you, Mom.
- Love you, too. Bye!
CAMP ROCK
BEACH JAM
- Hey, gang.
We love you, Brown!
Whoa! All right, all right. Kids.
Okay, score.
I finally talked my nephew
into singing us a song!
Shane, rock the camp!
Hey, guys. I got a surprise for you.
Guys, come on out.
So we're gonna play something new.
Let us know what you think.
Music
I turn on that radio
As loud as it can go
Wanna dance until my feet
can't feel the ground
Can't feel the ground
Say goodbye to all my fears
One good song, they disappear
And nothing in the world
can bring me down
Can bring me down
Hand-clapping
Hip-shaking
Heartbreaking
There's no faking
What you feel
when you ride it home, yeah
Music's in my soul
I can hear it
Every day
And every night
It's the one thing on my mind
Music's got control
And I'm never letting go, no, no
I just wanna play my music
Music
Got my six-string on my back
Don't need anything but that
Everything I want is here with me
Here with me
So forget that fancy car
I don't need to go that far
And what's driving me is
following my dreams, yeah
Hand-clapping
Earth-shaking
Heartbreaking
There's no faking
What you feel
When you're on a roll
Yeah, yeah
Music's in my soul
I can hear it
Every day
And every night
It's the one thing on my mind
Music's got control
And I'm never letting go, no, no
I just wanna play my music
I just wanna play my music
Can't imagine what it'd be like
What it'd be like
Without the sound of all my heroes
singing all my favorite songs
So I can sing along
Music's in my soul
I can hear it
Every day
Every night
It's the one thing on my mind
Music's got control
And I'm never letting go, no, no
I just wanna play my music
Music's in my soul
I can hear it
Every day
And every night
It's the one thing on my mind
Music's got control
And I'm never letting go, no, no
I just wanna play my music
All night long
Yeah!
Man, they loved it. You were right.
I know I was right. What did I do?
Not you. Shane.
The label has to let us do this.
They won't. Look at what they made us
call the band.
Yeah! How can we do that?
If we hit the studio tonight, we can
get them a demo by tomorrow.
I mean, they can't say no
once they hear this.
They can't?
Guys, I can't just leave.
I'm not finished here yet.
All right, man. Do what you gotta do.
We are talking about finishing
my birdhouse, right?
- Come on! See you at Final Jam.
- Bye.
off the chain. That was so great.
That was the best song ever.
It was so great.
- That was so amazing. And...
- I know, he was so...
Did you see them?
Hey, Mitchie.
Tell us about your mom again.
Her mom is a great person.
What's your mom like?
She's like a mom.
I mean, I know she's the president
of Hot Tunes TV China,
but tell me again about
how important she is.
She...
I'm sorry. What?
She's pretty cool.
And...
And she's not the president
of Hot Tunes TV China.
What's that? She's not president?
You mean, you lied to everybody?
No. I was...
So, she's what? A vice president?
Treasurer?
Tess.
Shut up. Go on. Tell us.
No.
- She's a cook.
- A cook?
At Hot Tunes China.
No.
Here.
So you lied.
Your mom cooks our food,
and you help her.
That's the only way you could
afford this camp, right?
You're a real jerk.
Maybe. But at least
I'm not a big, fat liar.
Come on, guys.
Mitchie.
Mitchie has dishes to do. Let's go.
Shane.
- You were lying all summer?
- Yes, but I...
You know, I'm so used to
people pretending around me.
- I was not pretending!
- And I really thought you were different.
But you're just like everyone else.
You wanted to be friends
with Shane Gray, not me.
- Trick's on me, huh?
- I was just trying...
Save it for your interview
with Pop Informer magazine.
I know I gave you an earful.
Not here, you don't. Come on.
So what exactly happened last night?
Nothing.
Didn't look like nothing to me, mate.
You look crushed.
Pummeled. Absolutely destroyed.
I got it, Uncle Brown.
Look, whatever.
I'm just gonna focus on my music.
Change my sound.
I don't wanna get sidetracked
with liking someone anyway.
You still looking for that girl?
What?
I'm plugged into the
camp gossip, mate.
It's crazy.
I have her song stuck in my head.
This is real
This is me
I'm exactly where
I'm supposed to be now
Gonna let the light
Mitchie's
Songs
"This is real, this is me,
"I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be.
"Gonna let the light shine on me."
Mitchie, you are so never
going to see Final Jam.
What a joke.
"I hope you
don't misunderstand. I'm just too cool."
You know? I mean,
"I'm like too over you."
You know what I mean?
Hey, guys. Have a seat.
So, Final Jam is coming up,
and I know you're all very excited.
Yeah! You know it!
So here's some advice.
It's not all about your image.
None of it means anything unless
people see who you really are.
And your music has to be
who you really are.
It's gotta show how you feel.
Or it doesn't mean anything.
I didn't know you felt so ashamed
of yourself.
I'm not ashamed.
It's just, for once, I just wanted
to fit in and be popular.
What do you mean?
You have plenty of friends at home.
I have one. And the last time I checked,
no one was busting their butts
to sit next to us at the lunch table.
And when I got here I just...
I just wanted it to be different.
You know? Just once.
My sweetie, you are so much
more than you can see.
You don't have to lie about
who or what you are.
I'm not just saying it
'cause I'm your mom!
Mom.
Okay, I admit I'm a little bit biased.
But it is so true. You are talented.
Your music speaks to people.
People wanna listen to you.
And it is not just me and your dad.
That's what I said.
That was funny.
I know, I want to do that.
Hey, guys. Can I sit with you?
I guess.
But you have to give me your cake.
Okay, deal.
You know, sitting with the kitchen help
is really hurting my rep.
What rep?
Believe me, it's probably not that funny.
The chicken was kind of dry.
Could you tell your mom to be
just a little more careful?
Tess!
Stop talking to me like that.
Stop talking to everyone like that.
I may be the cook's daughter,
and my father may not be rich,
but I'm a much better person than
someone who feels good about herself
because she makes everyone
else feel bad.
And I'll take that any day.
If it wasn't obvious,
you're so out of the group.
Then we'll make our own group.
CAMP ROCK
FINAL JAM - 5 DAYS
FINAL JAM
PREP
- I don't know why this is so fascinating.
- I don't think you're doing that right.
- Wait. Look, I'm a pro.
- Don't get it in my macaroni.
I'm sure they have it!
Okay, she has officially lost it.
No, I didn't lose anything.
You guys stole it.
- What?
- What's going on here?
Tess thinks that Mitchie and Caitlyn
stole her charm bracelet.
What?
I'm sorry, Brown, but these girls
would never do such a thing.
Yeah. Look, let's just settle this, right?
But...
I know it was her. She was lying
all summer about who she is.
Who knows what else she'd lie about?
- Now, wait a minute.
- Mom, don't.
If she wants to look, let her.
This is stupid.
Okay, look, let me just scope this out,
and then I'll have a quick look
in your cabin. Right?
- Fine.
- Whatever.
You're not gonna find anything,
'cause I didn't...
That's it. That is my charm bracelet.
There's gotta be some mistake.
Like what?
I snuck into the kitchen and...
Tess, I got this. All right?
I am totally wigged-out.
Yeah. So are we.
I'm not.
Well, rules are rules,
and since it's the end of camp,
I have no choice.
I've gotta ban you guys
from the rest of camp activities,
until the end of Final Jam.
We didn't do anything. She's lying.
- Do you have any proof?
- No, but...
Well, then I'm sorry. My hands are tied.
Until the end of Final Jam.
Camper mates, and matettes,
I am holding the lineup for Final Jam.
I am gonna pin it up on the wall.
Let me get out of the room before
you all come and have a look at it.
All right! Goodness me.
This is so not fair.
I know.
Guess who?
Dude, you're in the room.
I can see you.
I can see you, too, man.
I've missed you.
Group hug.
Much better. It hasn't been
the same just hugging Nate.
Yeah, it hasn't been.
So, good news.
The press is here and they're gonna
cover the whole night.
- The label loves it.
- That's awesome!
Hey, man, where's this amazing singer
you've been looking for?
What? I know things.
Hoping to find her tonight.
This was supposed to be a fun summer
that was all about music,
and all I did was get caught up
in Tess drama.
It happens.
I can't believe I agreed to be
some background singer
just because I got intimidated.
That's what Tess can do to you.
No. I did it to me.
I've never seen Brown so harsh.
I know. He just kept repeating
"Until the end of Final Jam."
I know. I was there.
What?
What?
Come on! Let's go! Let's go!
CAMP ROCK
Theater
Okay. Who's stoked? Yeah!
FINAL JAM
All right! All right!
Yeah!
Okay, campers, friends, family,
Camp Rock fans, this is it.
Tonight music history will be made
as Camp Rock finds
a new Final Jam winner!
Five, six, seven, eight.
Come on,
come on, come on
Look at me
This is not amateur night.
This is serious.
We did it right!
No! You didn't. You never do!
I'm trying to win here.
You guys may be used to losing,
but not me.
I'm tired of picking up the slack.
Stop telling us what to do!
You're the one
who's ruining everything.
You're too intense all the time,
and I am sick and tired
of picking up your slack, too!
Peggy, come back here!
Who needs her?
She was holding us back.
Now you really better not mess up.
You know what? Don't worry about me.
Do it yourself. I'm done.
BTW, your lip gloss is
so not glossy anymore.
All right.
This year, the Final Jam winner
will not only get a Camp Rock trophy
and a big one, I might add,
he or she is gonna get a sweet prize,
a chance to record with my nephew,
pop star Shane Gray!
Yes! All right! Give it up! All right!
To make sure
the right camper is chosen,
we've invited the other members
of Connect 3 to be judges.
Yes!
Thank you so much.
All right.
Okay. Put your hands together
for Barron James,
Sander Lawyer, and
the Hasta La Vista Crew.
Yeah, it's your boy Barry
And the place to be is crazy
Come rock with me
Couldn't wait to leave
But now I hate to go
Last day at camp
Packing my bags slow
Made so many friends
Why does it have to end
In the end it's a win
'Cause we grown so close together
Remember when we first met, first day
Thinking this would be no fun
No way
Way
Now it's time to leave
Leave
But now we wanna stay
Stay
Stay, stay, stay, stay, stay, oh
Hasta la vista
I'm-a gonna say goodbye to you
Whatever happens I'll be cool with you
Wanna give me your number?
I'm-a call you
Promise I won't forget you
Hasta la vista
We'll all be going separate ways
Say everything you didn't say
This is your moment
Before you go
Come on now
Get up and show them
Keep doing your thing, thing, thing
Keep doing your thing, thing, thing
Keep doing your thing, thing, thing
Keep doing your thing, thing, thing
Yeah.
So hot
Get a clap to this
H- A-S-T-A
La vista
H- A-S-T-A
La vista
Hasta la vista
I'm-a gonna say goodbye to you
Whatever happens I'll be cool with you
Hey!
Wanna give me your number?
I'm-a call you
Promise I won't forget you
Hasta la vista
We'll all be going separate ways
Say everything you didn't say
This is your moment
Before you go
Come on now
Get up and show them
H- A-S-T-A
La vista
H- A-S-T-A
Hasta la vista
Oh, my goodness! Okay!
Now, let's give it up for a group that
has the "it" factor, whatever "it" is.
The It Girls!
Mom?
Wake up
When will things be good enough
for you to see
All that we can be
I'm sick of
Playing games and acting like
we never care
That we're never there
We pay attention
We pay attention
For only seconds
Look at you, look at me
There's never any us
Can't you see all we can become
We can shine like the sun
If we believe that two stars
are brighter than one
Come on, come on, come on
Look at you
Come on, come on, come on
Is it too much to ask
That you put us first?
Oh
I feel like we're last in our universe
And that's not where we ought to be
Look at you, look at me
There's never any us
Can't you see all we can become
We can shine like the sun
If we believe that two stars
are brighter than one
Come on, come on, come on
Look at you
Come on, come on, come on
Look at me
Come on, come on, come on
Look at you
Come on, come on, come on
Well, it looks like we are
basically finished the...
Put it on pause.
We have a last-minute addition.
Come on up, Margaret Dupree!
Who's Margaret?
I am.
Go, Margaret!
They tell you a good girl is quiet and
That you should never ask why
'Cause it only makes it harder to fit in
And you should be happy, excited
Even if you're just invited
'Cause the winners need someone
to clap for them
It's so hard just waiting
In a line that never moves
It's time you started making
Your own rules
You gotta scream
until there's nothing left
With your last breath
Say here I am
Here I am
Make them listen
'Cause there's no way
you'll be ignored
Not anymore
Say here I am
Here I am
Here I am
The world better make some room
Yeah, move over, over
'Cause you're coming through
'Cause you're coming through
You gotta scream
until there's nothing left
With your last breath
Here I am
Here I am
Make them listen
'Cause there's no way
you'll be ignored
Not anymore
Say here I am
Here I am
Here I am
Here I am
Here I am
Peggy?
What?
You were really good.
I didn't know you were that good,
and when someone's that good,
someone should tell them.
Thanks.
And I'm sorry.
Wow! She was amazing.
I know, I know.
All right, all right, all right. Settle down.
Settle down, sunshine!
I guess that's it.
It's officially the end of Final Jam,
and time for our judges to go off
in private, and, well, judge.
So, we'll check you in a minute.
Excuse me. Just a minute.
It's the end of Final Jam.
I was so hoping you'd catch on.
Now get out there, steal their hearts,
and rock it, poppet.
- Okay.
- Okay.
I've always been the kind of girl
That hid my face
So afraid to tell the world
What I've got to say
But I have this dream
Bright inside of me
I'm gonna let it show
It's time to let you know
To let you know
This is real, this is me
I'm exactly
where I'm supposed to be now
Gonna let the light shine on me
Now I've found who I am
There's no way to hold it in
No more hiding who I wanna be
This is me
That's the song!
So that must be the girl.
Do you know what it's like
You think?
To feel so in the dark
To dream about a life
Where you're the shining star
Even though it seems
Like it's too far away
I have to believe in myself
It's the only way
This is real, this is me
I'm exactly where
I'm supposed to be now
Gonna let the light shine on me
Now I've found who I am
There's no way to hold it in
No more hiding who I wanna be
This is me
You're the voice I hear inside my head
The reason that I'm singing
I need to find you
I gotta find you
You're the missing piece I need
The song inside of me
- I need to find you
- I need to find you
- I gotta find you
- I gotta find you
This is real, this is me
I'm exactly where
I'm supposed to be now
Gonna let the light shine on me
Now I've found who I am
There's no way to hold it in
No more hiding who I wanna be
Yeah
- This is me
- You're the missing piece I need
The song inside of me
This is me, yeah
You're the voice I hear inside my head
The reason that I'm singing
Now I've found who I am
There's no way to hold it in
No more hiding who I wanna be
- This is me
- This is me
Yeah!
Okay, gang, this is it.
The winner of Final Jam this year is...
Drum roll, please.
Margaret Dupree! Yes!
You won! You won!
You gotta go! You gotta go!
Way to go, Margaret!
You just got yourself a chance
to record with Shane Gray! Yes!
Congratulations, Peggy.
You deserve it. You were amazing.
You did it! I mean, I did it. We did...
You guys were really great.
Thanks.
Yeah.
So, I told Brown you guys
didn't take my bracelet.
Wow.
Thank you.
See you next summer.
Sure.
Mitchie. You were fabulous.
Honey, I'm sorry you didn't win.
But I did. I won the best summer
of my life. Thanks to you.
I love you.
- We'll see you in a few, okay?
- Okay.
So I guess my search is over.
That depends on
who you're looking for.
Hi, I'm Mitchie.
I'm Shane.
You up for a canoe ride later?
I wouldn't miss it.
All right! Okay, Camp Rockers!
Final Jam is over,
and you know what that means?
My favorite part of the summer,
the Final Jam jam session!
Let's kick it!
'Cause we rock
We rock
We rock on
Oh, we rock, we rock on
Come as you are
You're a superstar
World's in your pocket and you know it
You can feel that beat
Running through your feet
Heart's racing fast
You're rock and rolling
All that you need is the music
To take you to some other place
Where you know you belong
Raise your hands up
in the air and scream
We're finding our voice
following our dreams
'Cause we rock, we rock
We rock, we rock on
Nobody in the world's
gonna bring us down
The louder we go
Well, the better we sound
'Cause we rock, we rock
We rock, we rock on
- We got the music in our souls
- The music in our souls
- And it's the thing we want the most
- What we want the most
It picks us up when we fall down
It turns our world around
We rock, we rock, we rock
Every day and every night
'Cause we rock, we rock
We rock, we rock on
It's all we wanna do in life
Raise your hands up in the air
and scream
We're finding our voice
Following our dreams
'Cause we rock, we rock
We rock, we rock on
Nobody in the world's
gonna bring us down
The louder we go
Well, the better we sound
'Cause we rock, we rock
We rock, we rock on
Raise your hands up in the air
and scream
We're finding our voice
Following our dreams
'Cause we rock, we rock
We rock, we rock on
Nobody in the world's
gonna bring us down
The louder we go
Well, the better we sound
'Cause we rock, we rock
We rock, we rock on
We rock, we rock, we rock on
We rock, we rock
Camp Rock
Three Months Later
- Whoa.
- Wow.
Whoa.
- It's incredible.
- Awesome.
- Wow.
- So cool.
Caitlyn, we know you said you built
a little recording studio...
But this is the coolest thing I've seen
since my mom's tour bus.
Oh. Phenomenal!
Extraordinary.
Totally!
Way cool.
Way, way cool.
We still keep all our old stuff in here.
We got the skis and the bikes.
My dad's tools.
Okay, guys. I can't wait to get started.
- I know. Me, too.
- Oh, my God. We're gonna...
Okay, everybody, grab some mikes
and set them up.
I'm excited.
Okay, let me just adjust some things.
All right, get your headphones.
- Got them? Are we ready?
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
- All right.
And go.
We're done, but it's not over
We'll start it again
After the end of the day
It keeps getting better
Don't be afraid
We'll do it together
Come on, come on
You know
It's your time to move
It's my time to move
Come on, come on
Let go
Leave it all behind
Your past and mine
Gone are the days of summer
We couldn't change it if we tried
But why would we want to
Let's go where we got to
Our paths will cross again in time
It's never the same tomorrow
And tomorrow's never clear
So come on, come on, you know
Our time
Our time is here
We know, but we're not certain
How can we be?
How can we see what's ahead?
The world keeps on turning
And all we can do
Is travel each day to the next
Come on, come on, you know
It's your time to move
It's my time to move
Come on, come on
Let go
Leave it all behind
Your past and mine
Gone are the days of summer
We couldn't change it if we tried
But why would we want to
Let's go where we got to
Our paths will cross again in time
It's never the same tomorrow
And tomorrow's never clear
So come on, come on, you know
Our time
Our time is here
Yeah
Come on, come on, come on
Our time is here
Gone are the days of summer
We couldn't change it if we tried
If we tried
So come on, come on, come on
Yeah, come on, come on, come on
So come on, come on, you know
Our time
Our time is here
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
'Cause we rock
We rock, we rock on
We rock, we rock on
All that you need is the music
To take you to some other place
Where you know you belong
Raise your hands up in the air
and scream
We're finding our voice
Following our dreams
'Cause we rock, we rock
We rock, we rock on
Nobody in the world's
gonna bring us down
The louder we go
Well, the better we sound
'Cause we rock, we rock
We rock, we rock on
We rock, we rock
Camp Rock