High School Musical

[after forcing Troy and Gabriella on stage] You know, someday, someday you might thank me for this.

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Troy: [after Gabriella makes a three point shot on the first try] Whoa, don't tell me you're good at hoops, too. Gabriella: You know, I once scored forty-one points in a league championship game. Troy: No way. Gabriella: [sarcastic] Mmm-hmm, and on the same day I invented the space shuttle and microwave popcorn.

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Chad: Have you ever seen Michael Crawford on a cereal box? Troy: Who's Michael Crawford? Chad: Exactly my point! He was the Phantom of the Opera on Broadway. Now my mom, she's seen that musical twenty-seven times. And she put Michael Crawford's picture in our refrigerator. Yeah, not on it, in it. So my point is, if you play basketball, you're gonna end up on a cereal box. If you sing in musicals, you're gonna end up in my mom's refrigerator. Troy: Why would she put his picture in her refrigerator? Chad: I don't know, one of her crazy diet ideas. Look, I don't attempt to understand the female mind Troy! [Ms. Falstaff peers around the corner] It's foreign territory.

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Chad: Yeah, and Zeke? Zeke is baking. Crème brûlée. Troy: Oh, what's that? Zeke: Oh, it's a creamy custard-like filling with a carmelized surface. It's really satisfying. Chad: Shut up, Zeke!

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Sharpay: How dare she sign up? I've already picked out the colors for my dressing room! Ryan: And, she hasn't even asked our permission to join the drama club. Sharpay: Someone's got to tell her the rules. Ryan: Exactly. [beat] And what are the rules?

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Mrs. Bolton: Troy, they've got a kid's party downstairs. Troy: [whines] Kid's party? Mrs. Bolton: [sighs] Young Adult's.

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