Sing 2 (2021) Movie Script

(grand orchestral fanfare
(light clunks on)
(singing in Minionese)
(singing in Minionese)
- (singing in Minionese)
- Yeah!
- Illumination
- Illumination
(light clunks off)
(insects chirping)
(birds calling)
(animal shrieks)
(yelps, grunts)
- (creaking)
- Oh, my gosh.
(drumbeat intro
to "Let's Go Crazy" playing)
(electric guitars join in,
playing rock riff)
(bass and keyboards join in)
Let's go crazy
Let's go crazy
Let's go crazy,
let's go crazy
If you don't like
The world you're living in
Take a look around
At least you got friends
You see,
I called my old lady
For a friendly word
She picked up the phone,
dropped it on the floor
"Ah-ah" is all I heard
Are we gonna let
the elevator bring us down?
Oh, no, let's go
Let's go crazy
Let's get nuts
Let's look for
the purple banana
Till they put us
in the truck
Let's go!
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
- Yeah, yeah
- We're all excited
- We're all excited
- Don't know why
- Don't know why
Maybe it's 'cause
We're all gonna die
- (music pauses)
- (gasping)
- (music resumes)
- When we do
- What's it all for?
- What's it all for?
You better live now
before the grim reaper comes
Knocking on your door,
tell me
Are we gonna let
the elevator bring us down?
Oh, no, let's go
- Let's go crazy
- Let's go crazy
- Let's get nuts
- Let's get nuts
Let's look for
the purple banana
Till they put us
in the truck, let's go!
Come on, baby
Let's get nuts
- Crazy
- (Meena vocalizing)
Are we gonna let
the elevator bring us down
Oh, no, let's go
- Let's go crazy
- Let's go crazy
- Let's get nuts
- Let's get nuts
Let's look for
the purple banana
Till they put us
in the truck
Let's go!
Dr. Everything'll
Be All Right
Will make everything
go wrong
Let's go!
(music slows)
Yeah, yeah
Let's go!
- (song ends)
- (cheering and applause)
- (door opens)
- (upbeat fanfare playing)
What's going on?
- No time to explain. Run away.
- (screaming)
(grunts) Oh, hey, Sammy.
You really got those moves
locked down now, hmm?
I sure do, Mr. Moon.
Yeah, look at you. (giggling)
Great job, everybody.
Great job.
- Thanks, Mr. Moon.
- Yeah!
I think we pretty much
nailed it.
So, is she here?
(audience laughing)
There. See the dog,
middle third row?
ROSITA: Oh, she's younger
than I imagined.
Yeah, well, supposedly,
she's the best scout
in show business.
I can't tell
if-if she's enjoying it.
Come on, let's get
a better view.
This I know
RABBIT 2: He told me,
"Don't worry about it"
He told me,
"Don't worry no more"
We both know we can't go...
And how we doing
over here, Miss Crawly?
Oh, very good, Mr. Moon.
So far, I counted nine smiles,
two belly laughs
and five chuckles.
Uh, though the last one
could've just been gas.
Well, that's proof, right?
She must like the show.
- Oh, my gosh. You think so?
- I hope so.
All right, now,
keep up the good work.
Come on, everybody,
back to positions.
GUNTER: She'd be, like,
cuckoo not to love the show.
(sighs) Dream big dreams.
That's what
I always said, right?
Well, looks like we're about
to take this show
to the entertainment capital
of the world.
Mr. Moon, she's leaving.
- Huh?
- She's leaving the show.
He told me,
"You'll never..."
Miss Crawly, stay right here.
- What are you gonna do?
- I'm gonna follow that dog.
- Whoo!
- I can't feel my face
When I'm with you
I can't feel my face,
- (grunts)
- Good heavens!
- Hey, Nana.
- What are you doing?
The scout is leaving.
I can't feel my face...
Ah, so she is.
(audience cheering)
Uh, Suki? Suki Lane?
(sighs) I'm Buster Moon.
Uh, hi.
So glad you could make it.
Um, would you like some popcorn?
Oh, no, thanks.
I'm not staying
for the second half, so...
Oh. But, uh, we thought
you were enjoying it.
I mean, not that we were
watching you or anything.
It really is a cute
little show. (chuckles)
Just not what we're looking for.
But-but wait.
Y-You got to see the second act.
I'm-I'm telling you,
(chuckles) it's a smash.
Okay, Mr. Moon, can I be honest?
- Of course.
- Are you sure?
'Cause folks say that
when they don't really mean it.
No, please, please,
be as honest as you like.
You're not good enough.
You know, maybe I will
have that popcorn.
Look, you've got a nice
little local theater here,
and it's great for what it is,
but trust me, you'd never
make it in the big leagues.
Bye, now.
Well, what did she say?
I'll be right back.
Nah. Mm-mm.
A few laughs,
bunch of quirky ideas.
But, anyway, about Thursday...
- (tapping on window)
- Oh, my...
Yeah, hi. It's me again.
- Whoa.
- I'll call you back.
Are you out of your mind?
When are you holding auditions?
(stammers) Tomorrow.
But there is no way you'll...
- Uh, listen, it...
- (horn honks)
Get out of the road, you idiot!
Hey, do you mind?
I'm in a meeting here.
Could-could you at least
give us a chance
to try out for your boss?
Driver, could you please
lose this maniac?
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Hold on a second.
- No, no, no, no!
- (horn honking)
- (screaming)
- (bicycle bell ringing)
(crowd groans)
(crowd cheers)
(Buster screams)
(crowd groans)
("Goodbye Yellow Brick Road"
by Elton John playing)
When are you
gonna come down?
When are you going to land?
I should have stayed
on the farm
I should have listened
to my old man
You know you can't
hold me forever
I didn't sign up with you
I'm not a present
for your friends to open
This boy's too young
to be singing
The blues
Ah, ah-ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Mr. Moon?
So goodbye,
yellow brick road
Where the dogs
of society howl
You can't plant me
in your penthouse
I'm going back to my plow
Back to the howling old owl
in the woods
the horny-back toad...
(music stops)
Oh, for heaven's sake.
What can I say, Nana?
- I'm a failure.
- Oh, poppycock.
I was reaching too high.
Honestly, one negative comment,
and it's all, "Woe is me."
Nana, come on.
She said I'm not good enough.
I mean, heck,
I've just been told
that my destiny,
all of my hopes and dreams,
uh, they all end right here.
Well, what did you expect?
That she would drop to her knees
and declare you a genius?
Roll out the red carpet
for the great Buster Moon!
She-she ran me off the road
into a canal.
Well, you're still
in one piece, aren't you?
Well, yeah, but...
Well, anyone who dares set out
to follow their dreams
is bound to face a lot worse
than a dip in the canal.
Ah, Hobbs. I found him.
Uh, bring the car round,
will you?
- There's a good chap.
- I-I...
I just thought she'd at least
see we deserved a shot.
Never mind what this person
you don't even know said.
Do you think you're good enough?
- Of course, but...
- Then you must fight
for what you believe in.
Guts, stamina, faith.
These are the things
you need now,
and without them...
Well, maybe that scout
was right.
Maybe you're not good enough.
("Heads Will Roll" playing)
Oh, I... No, I know, Rosita,
but trust me on this.
It'll be totally worth it.
And listen,
I'm outside her place now,
so can you call the others
and have 'em meet up
in half an hour?
Great. Thank you.
("Heads Will Roll" continues)
Off, off with your head
Dance, dance
till you're dead
- Heads will roll
- CROWD: Heads will roll
Heads will roll
- Heads will roll
- Heads will roll
On the floor
Off, off, off with your head
- (cheering)
- Dance, dance
Dance till you're dead, dead
Off, off, off with your head
Dance, dance, dance
till you're dead.
Thank you so much.
Good night.
Moon. Hey.
Wow. (chuckles)
You were great out there.
I got to go back out
for an encore.
Hey, but what are you doing
- after the show?
- Uh, nothing.
Well, listen, I know this is
crazy short notice,
but you always said
you'd come back to work with us
- when the time was right.
- Of course.
Well, this is that time.
Here, paycheck.
I'm getting the gang together
to go audition
- for this huge show...
- Just-just a second.
Hey, Rick, how come
you're only paying me
half what the other acts get?
I pay what I think
you're worth, sweetheart.
Oh, okay.
See, I have this rule
about not letting guys like you
tell me what I'm worth,
so, you know, unless I get paid
like everyone else,
I'm out of here.
This is the only club in town.
Where else you gonna play?
I have no idea,
but I'm sure as heck
not sticking around here.
Let's go.
Whoa, whoa. Wait a minute.
You-you got to do the encore.
Hey, Ash!
Deal with it, sweetheart.
Redshore City Bus five
leaving from park 15...
Okay, I got the tickets.
Anyone seen Miss Crawly?
Here you go, Johnny.
- Here's yours, and...
- Mr. Moon.
Uh, uh, I'm sorry,
but I'm really having
second thoughts about this.
What? No, no, no, wait.
All right, last call. Let's go.
- Now, just a second.
- MEENA: Johnny's right.
I mean, that theater scout,
she didn't think
we were good enough.
- ASH: She sounds like a jerk.
- Yeah, total jerk.
Yeah, but she's wrong...
dead wrong.
There's a reason our show
is sold out every night,
and I'm telling you,
her boss is gonna love it.
Ooh. Or maybe
we could just, like,
do a different show, you know?
Gunter, please, I got this.
Seriously, I have this idea
for, like, a space musical.
- (horn honks)
- All right, we're rolling out here.
You don't want to hear
about the space musical?
(gasps) Guys, come on!
(tires squeal, air brakes hiss)
Listen, you guys,
I have dreamt of performing
in Redshore City
since I was a little kid.
And besides,
I just convinced my husband
to babysit
for the next 24 hours,
and I am not gonna waste
an opportunity like that.
So come on.
We've got nothing to lose.
Here, Ash.
You come in on page two.
Wait. We're just gonna
rehearse this here
- at the back of the bus?
- Yes, we are.
- (chuckles) Course we are.
- BUSTER: Yep.
We got to get this show
in the best shape ever.
Ah, Miss Crawly,
you made it. Good.
You are an angel, and we're
sure gonna need that...
What the...
Uh, well, you did say,
"Dress to impress."
("Holes" by Mercury Rev playing)
All the long red lines
That take control
Of all the smoke
like streams
That flow into your dreams
That big blue open sea
That can't be crossed
That can't be climbed
Just born between...
Absolutely right.
Let's just cut that line
and have you just play
the guitar part
through the whole scene.
- Got it.
- Guys, we're here.
(oohing and aahing)
(riders screaming)
(excited chatter)
All right. Let's go spread
a little Moon Theater magic.
(all cheering)
- Woo-hoo!
- Come on!
(song ends)
No? What do you mean, "no"?
For the last time, sir,
no appointment, no entry.
- Um...
- Sir, do I need to call security?
We should go.
Yes, you should. Next, please.
- (all groaning)
- GUNTER: I don't like this.
Hi. How may I help you?
I'm here to see Mr. Crystal
for the presentation.
This is so unfair.
She's, like, totally unfair,
that lady.
ASH: I mean, why's she
got to be so snotty about it?
I got all dressed up
for nothing.
JOHNNY: Let's just find
somewhere for lunch
- and hang out.
- Everyone, in here.
- Quick. Get in.
- (door closes)
- Oh, come on.
- So dark in here.
- What's going on?
- Shh! I got to think.
- I've got to think. I've got to think.
- MEENA: Mr. Moon?
- I've got to think.
- I'm not so good in small spaces.
- Okay, okay, okay.
- Ow! Somebody stepped on my trotter.
- ASH: Sorry. Sorry.
- Okay, honey. Come on.
- Let's get you out of here.
- BUSTER: Aha!
Look at this.
Do you think
that's kind of your size?
("Bad Guy" by Billie Eilish
White shirt now red,
my bloody nose
Sleepin', you're on
your tippy-toes
Creepin' around
like no one knows
Think you're...
Hey, Ricky.
(clears throat) Hi.
(phone ringing)
Crystal Entertainment.
- Uh, hold one moment, sir.
- Phew.
- I'll-I'll connect you.
- (gasps) Oh, no.
No, no, no, no, no, no.
Everybody, hold on.
- (gasps, muffled grunt)
- (shushing)
Oh, Mr. Moon?
Hold tight, Miss Crawly.
Make your girlfriend mad
Might seduce your dad type
I'm the bad guy
I like it...
Good job.
- (grunting)
- Now, into the elevator.
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go.
Meena! Come on!
I'll let you play the role
- I'll be your animal...
- (bell dings)
(all grunting)
We could all get arrested for...
(glass squeaking)
I'm only good at bein' bad
(bell dings)
(music stops)
Everybody, mop.
(mops squeaking)
Uh... (grunts)
(squeaking continues)
(bell dings)
- (giraffes whimper, grunt)
- (rooster squawks)
("...Ready for It?"
playing in distance)
Where are you going now?
I'm gonna find somewhere
to change out of this stuff.
SINGER (in distance):
Like a vendetta-ta
I-I-I see how this
is gonna go
Touch me
and you'll never be alone
I-Island breeze
and lights down low
No one has to know
In the middle of the night
In my dreams
You should see
the things we do
Baby, mm
In the middle
of the night...
Look, that's him.
That is the Mr. Crystal.
I know I'm gonna be with you
(groans) Garbage.
- So I take my time...
- (buzzer blares, music stops)
(all gasp)
- Hi
- My name is
- What?
- My name is
- Who?
- My name is...
(buzzer blares)
(buzzer blares)
Bangs, she bangs
Oh, baby, when she moves,
she moves...
(buzzer blares)
(piano playing "Hello")
(buzzer blares)
(playing loud drumbeat)
(buzzer muffled under drumbeat)
(muffled buzzing continues)
What do you want from me?
Why do you run from me?
What are you wondering?
What do you know?
Why are you scared of...
(buzzer blares)
("Alice's Adventures
in Wonderland" playing)
(buzzer blares)
You used to call me
on my cell phone
Late night
when you need my lo...
(buzzer blares)
Talk to me, baby
I'm going blind from this
sweet, sweet craving, whoa-oh
Let's lose our minds
and go crazy, crazy
I keep on hopin' we'll eat
Cake by the ocean, uh
Walk for me, baby
I'll be Diddy,
you'll be Naomi, whoa-oh
Let's lose our minds
and go crazy...
- (buzzer blares)
- Okay, everybody,
if you can leave immediately,
single file,
- we'd appreciate that.
- (disappointed sighs)
Thank you very much.
Jerry, for the love of...
- (whimpers) Sorry, sir.
- Well, where's the next group, Jerry?
- Why am I standing here waiting?
- (stammering)
How about I...
I just... I just, uh...
Be useful or be gone, okay?
Yes. Yes, sir. Yes, sir.
Um, okay. Um, you.
Hey. Hey. Yeah, you.
Little guy, you're here
for the audition?
Uh, yes.
Yeah, yeah, yes, we are.
Guys, we're on right now.
- Now?
- What?
(feedback squeals)
JERRY: Your name?
Hey, your name, please?
Uh, it's Buster Moon
from the New Moon Theater.
And we're very excited to share
our story with you today, sir.
Right, guys?
Yeah, great. Now, get to it.
Of course. Yes.
Okay, guys,
just like we rehearsed.
(drumbeat intro
to "Let's Go Crazy" playing)
This is the story
of an ordinary high school girl
who discovers...
- (buzzer blares)
- Stop.
He wants you to stop.
(music stops)
"Ordinary" and "school."
Two words I will never
be associated with.
- Never. Never.
- Where the heck did you
dig these guys up from, huh?
If you could all leave
very quickly,
we'd appreciate that, please.
I need big shows, Jerry.
- Big ideas!
- Yes, sir, big. The biggest.
Hey, I have a big one.
Okay, honey. Come on, let's go.
You know, the sci-fi musical.
- That's big, right?
- Um, uh...
GUNTER: I mean, it's got
the aliens and the robots
and the lasers
and these amazing songs
from, like, Clay Calloway to...
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Clay Calloway?
I love Clay Calloway.
I know, right?
(chuckles nervously)
I mean, doesn't everybody?
Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
See, Jerry?
This is exactly the kind
of big idea I'm talking about.
- Yes, sir.
- So, uh...
so what's the show called?
What's it called? Um...
Gunter, you, uh...
you want to... (splutters)
...uh, tell Mr. Crystal
what it's called?
Uh-huh. It's called
Out of This World.
Out of This World.
That's right. Just imagine it.
Uh, yeah, I got it.
A spectacular musical
that takes your audience
out of this world.
I wanna run
I want to hide
I wanna tear down the walls
That hold me inside
I love this song.
I wanna reach out
And touch the flame
Where the streets
have no name.
Sir, your lunch meeting with...
Oh, my...
Not now.
Moon, how did you get in here?
Hey, he said not now. Psst.
Yeah, I heard him.
Thanks, Jerry.
Are you telling me you-you got
Clay Calloway's permission
to use his song?
- Well, what if I told you I did?
- Ah.
Okay, so what, you got
some kind of personal connection
to this guy?
- How else would I get it?
- Moon!
Wait, if you know him,
then you could get him
in the show, right?
Oh, that'd be huge for me.
Sir, I'm sorry, but seriously?
You think this little guy
from nowhere
can get Clay Calloway
in the show?
Well, Suki,
for your information,
I am not just
a little guy from nowhere.
Consider it done, sir.
I'll give you three weeks, Moon.
Three weeks to get this show
up and running, okay?
Yes, sir. Thank you.
Moon, do you really know
Clay Calloway?
Shh, shh. Not now.
- Jerry.
- Oh! Right here, sir.
MR. CRYSTAL: I want these guys
to start work right away.
Set 'em up with our designers,
our dancers, whatever they need.
And get 'em rooms
at the hotel, okay?
The very best suites.
The whole shaboodle.
Yes, sir. Yes, of course.
Uh, hey, one last thing.
Don't you ever do nothing
to make me look bad.
You got that?
Oh, I will never
let that happen, sir.
You better not,
or I'll throw you off the roof.
(laughs nervously)
Great job, everyone.
Take it away, Raoul.
(Jerry yelps, groans)
Oh, my gosh.
- Is this really happening?
- Yeah!
We're playing
Redshore City, baby!
- Yes, we are, Gunter.
- (others whooping)
Gunter, sci-fi musical?
You're a genius.
Yeah, well, Mama always said,
"Gunter, you're not as stupid
as your papa."
No, you're not.
Hey, Suki.
No hard feelings, huh?
You have no idea
what you're getting into.
- Are you out of your mind?
- What?
Clay Calloway?
I'm, like, his biggest fan,
and I can tell you,
the guy is a recluse.
Seriously, after his wife died,
no one's seen him
in over 15 years.
Ah. That's not good.
No, it's not.
Miss Crawly, I need you
to help me find Clay Calloway.
An address,
a phone number, anything.
- But we've got to find that guy.
- Yes, sir.
Think about it...
Good morning!
I'm Linda Le Bon, and have I got
some hot news for you.
Down in the heart
or hidden...
Infamous billionaire
Jimmy Crystal has hired
- an unknown theater producer...
- What? the name of Buster Moon.
Look inside your heart
and I'll look inside mine
Things look so bad
In this whole world,
what is fair?
We walk the line
and try to see
Try to see
Falling behind
in what could be
Oh, oh, bring me
a higher love
Bring me a higher love, oh
Bring me a higher love
Where's that higher love
I keep thinking of?
That love, that love
Bring me higher love
Love, that love,
that love...
GUNTER: Okay, so this guy
is coming in from that side,
and it's, like, cuckoo crazy,
and then I think
we should have, like,
this cool alien tango scene.
- (vocalizing)
- BUSTER: "Alien tango scene."
Oh. I love it.
Wait. I've got a better idea.
What if it was, like,
a big underwater scene instead?
- Underwater?
- Yeah, yeah.
I'm sure of this. Write it down.
- Mm, okay.
- (gasps) Wait, wait.
Stop your clicky-clacky.
I have a better idea.
Uh, you can't keep
changing your mind.
Why? Because in
exactly 20 minutes,
the stage crew are coming here
to start work on our show,
and we need to lock
this stuff down.
- (doorbell rings)
- Oh, my gosh, they're early.
Ooh, and I want to have, like,
this beautiful love scene...
BUSTER: Miss Crawly,
anything on Calloway?
- Hmm, not a thing.
- Oh, geez.
Ah, Mr. Moon.
We're your production team,
and we're here to start...
Yes, yes, yes. Uh, you're here
to work on the show.
And I would gladly invite
you all in right now, but...
We should totally do,
like, a battle scene!
Gunter, no, not now.
(chuckles nervously)
I just need a little
more time to, you know,
hammer out a few minor, little
details, so would it be okay
if you all could
come back in, like,
I don't know, an hour?
Or maybe four?
And I really appreciate
your patience.
Thank you so much.
Hmm. Okay.
(sighs): Okay.
That was not a great start.
- Oh, look, it's a gift from Mr. Crystal.
- Huh.
It-it says, um,
"Don't screw up, Moon, or else."
Ooh, I've got a better idea.
What about the mambo?
And everyone's
in space suits
A great idea, I think so.
(Gunter vocalizes rhythmically)
(excited chatter)
Good morning.
May I have everyone's
attention, please?
Thank you. Yes.
Okay, um, on behalf
of myself and the cast,
I just want to say that
to be given
this incredible opportunity
to work with you all here
at the Crystal Tower Theater,
well, it's an honor
for all of us.
And I believe that, together,
we can make a show
that'll take the audience
out of this world.
(others gasping)
And a big thanks
to Steve over here
for staying up all night
to make this model.
Great work, Steve.
And here she is, folks.
The star of our show, Rosita.
(laughs) That's you, baby!
(gasps) The lead role?
Trust me,
you are perfect for it.
(cheering, excited chatter)
Wait till my kids
hear about this.
And so the story goes like this.
Rosita plays
an astronaut searching
for a missing space explorer.
with their trusty robot...
- That's me.
- BUSTER: Mm-hmm, yes.
They follow the trail
across four planets.
There's a planet of war,
a planet of love,
a one of despair and one of joy.
And each planet will have its
own spectacular musical number
- performed by one of our terrific cast.
- (oohing)
A-And how does it end?
Do I find the explorer?
Oh, we have no clue what
we're going to do at the end.
Gunter, no, no, no.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
We do have great ideas
for the ending.
We just... All right.
We've only got three weeks
to make this reality, folks.
Let's get to work.
Johnny, you are gonna play
an alien warrior
in a fantastic battle scene.
- Yes!
- Come with me.
("Lite Spots" by Kaytranada
playing, singing in Portuguese)
Johnny, I want you to meet
your fellow dancers.
- Hello, lads.
- Hey, how you doing?
Uh, wait. You said
mine was a battle scene.
Well, it is, but Gunter saw it
as more of a... a dance battle.
- Yeah!
- Okay...
Johnny, don't worry.
You're gonna be working with
the number one choreographer
in Redshore City.
"Klaus Kickenklober."
Yep. Klaus will turn you
into a pro in no time.
- Okay.
- Uh...
Mr. Moon?
Meena, you okay?
Gunter said I'm in
a romantic scene and, uh, uh...
I have to kiss someone.
It's gonna be an amazing,
beautiful, romantic scene.
Mr. Moon, I've never even had
a boyfriend
or any of that stuff.
Ah, don't you worry.
I'm gonna cast
a great partner for you.
- Promise?
- Promise.
Mr. Moon, we're ready
to start building
the rest of the sets and...
Okay, okay, okay, listen.
(hushed): I don't exactly know
what they are yet,
so could you give me one more
night to figure this out?
(loudly): Hey, this guy
doesn't have it figured out,
- so we can't start work right now.
- (stammering)
(clears throat) Mason?
- Did everybody hear that?
- Hey, don't...
He does not have the show
figured out.
- (Buster shushing, stammering)
- I'm looking into his eyes,
- and all I see is fear.
- Uh-uh. Mm-mm. (whistles)
Hey, hey, hey, listen, listen...
- And a little bit of shame.
- Yeah, yeah.
Look, I-I think
everyone heard you, Mason.
Thank you so much.
Gunter... (clears throat)
we have work to do.
GUNTER: And then I'm thinking,
Ash, you know, she can, like,
totally have a duet
with Clay Calloway,
'cause, like, she's a star
that is, like,
guiding them all the way
back home again.
(laughs) Yes, Gunter.
That's perfect for Ash.
(doorbell rings)
- (clamoring)
- Mommy!
Oh, my darlings, you're here.
Yeah, Johnny!
- (chuckles) Oh.
- (Rosita chuckles)
My gosh, I wasn't
expecting you till the morning.
I know, but they couldn't
wait to see you.
The star of the show, huh?
Can you believe it?
It's literally
my dream come true.
- I know. Mwah.
- Ew.
I am so proud of you, honey.
(piglets clamoring, laughing)
Uh... help.
Mr. Moon, I found him.
- Clay Calloway?
- Yeah. I found his home address.
- (Buster cheers)
- No way.
Yes way.
Miss Crawly, I'm gonna need you
to go visit him
first thing tomorrow.
- Oh, yes, sir.
- You'll need to rent a car
and take him a letter and, uh,
maybe that fruit basket.
Yes, the fruit basket.
- You got that?
- Got it.
(piano playing gentle
classical melody)
And one, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight.
We're dancing. We're dancing.
We're holding. We're holding.
Stay en pointe.
- Shuffle and hold.
- (Johnny grunting)
I said hold, Johnny.
He's not holding.
- And one, two, three, four...
- All right, I'm... I am trying.
Let's not forget,
this is Redshore City,
not your little local theater.
And five, six, seven, eight.
Ryan, that was excellent.
Johnny, you are doing it wrong.
That was awful.
Come on, Johnny.
You can do better.
- He's freaking me out.
- BUSTER: Johnny.
- I'm trying.
- KLAUS: Thrust.
And thrust, and thrust.
You're not thrusting, Johnny.
- Come on. Thrust.
- Thrust, and thrust.
Still not thrusting.
Can you thrust, please?
Five, six, seven,
and tippy-toes, tippy-toes.
I don't see your tippy-toes.
Oh, come on,
he's having a laugh.
- Tippy-toes. Come on, let's go.
- KLAUS: Seven, and...
That is rubbish,
terribly poor, really bad.
(Johnny panting)
That bloke absolutely hates me.
Hang in there, Johnny.
The first week's always tough.
Yeah. You're right.
You're right.
Meena, come and meet
your partner.
Oh, my gosh, he's here?
Yep. He's called Darius.
Won a ton of awards.
And I think you guys are
gonna have great chemistry.
If I was your boyfriend
I'd never let you go
Keep you on my arm, girl
You'd never be alone
I can be a gentleman
Anything you want
- Wow.
- If I...
- That's really great, Darius.
- (music stops)
Uh, yeah, it's a scene
from the last show I was in.
I'm sure you heard of it...
Hope Against Hope.
Gosh, I won every award in town.
Uh, the Golden Piccolo
for Best Crying.
Uh, the Archer Newman Award
for Outstanding Hair.
Oh, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Anyway, my costar,
she was just like you, Gina.
- She was, uh...
- Uh, it's Meena.
Excuse me?
M-My name, it's Meena, not Gina.
Yeah, okay. (laughs)
In the future,
if you could not interrupt me,
that would be way better.
Okay, okay. Let's rehearse.
Don't wanna close my eyes
- Don't wanna fall asleep
- (Meena stops singing)
- 'Cause I'd miss you, babe
- Uh, uh, uh...
- And I
- Oh.
Don't wanna miss a thing...
No, no, no, no, no, uh...
This song is not
helping her at all.
When I saw you in that dress
Looking so beautiful
I don't deserve this
Darling, you look
Perfect tonight.
Oh, boy.
So, where's Calloway?
Uh, he'll be here very soon.
- Mm, is that so?
- It is indeed so.
In fact,
my trusty assistant Miss Crawly
is on her way
to meet him right now.
("Chop Suey!" by System of
a Down blaring over car stereo)
- Wake up
- MISS CRAWLY: Wake up
- Grab a brush and put a little makeup
- Makeup
- Hide your scars to fade away the shake-up
- Doo-doo
- Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?
- The table
- Here you go, create another fable
- You wanted to
Grab a brush and put
a little makeup...
destination is on the right.
On the right. Okay.
(tires squeal, engine revs)
(birds calling)
- (gate creaking)
- (strains)
Mr. Calloway?
Is anybody home?
(alarm blaring)
(engine revving)
(yelps, screams)
(pants, yelps)
Okay, I got you.
(gasps, screams)
- (engine revving)
- (gasps)
Clay Callowa...
MISS CRAWLY (recorded):
I can't take your call
right now,
but please leave me a message
after the beep.
Miss Crawly, it's me, Mr. Moon.
I haven't heard from you
in a while.
I'm starting to worry here.
- MR. CRYSTAL: Moon!
- (gasps)
Mr. Crystal.
Your set designs are a disgrace.
I'm just messing with you.
Where's your sense of humor,
(chuckles nervously)
Anyway, this is
my daughter Porsha.
Nice to meet you, Porsha.
She wants to meet Calloway.
Big fan, aren't you, baby?
Oh, my gosh, I'm, like,
so into vintage right now.
So, where is he?
Uh, well...
I-I'm not expecting Clay
on set just yet.
- I mean...
- PORSHA: Wait.
Is this, like, a sky-fi show?
Uh, sci-fi? Yes. Yes, it is.
Oh, my gosh, I love sky-fi.
Mr. Moon!
- We're ready on the tower.
Thank you, Sasha. We, uh...
We're gonna rehearse,
Mr. Crystal, so...
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. You go
and do your rehearsing thing.
- Go, go, go, go.
- Playback.
("Break Free" playing)
All set.
Just remember to release
the safety catch
before you jump, okay?
Okay, yeah. (exhales sharply)
Is Mommy gonna jump off that?
- She sure is.
- (all gasping)
If you want it
Take it
I should've said it before
Tried to hide it
Fake it
I can't pretend anymore...
- (gasping)
- (music distorts)
- Uh...
- (music stops)
Oh, my gosh.
Gunter. (whimpers)
Mr. Moon,
I think Rosita's having, like,
a major freak-out up here.
Oh, no.
Hey, Moon, you really think
the mommy pig's
gonna pull this off?
Mommy pig?
Absolutely, sir.
Believe me, there's nothing
Rosita can't do.
- I can't do this.
- Why didn't you tell me
- you were afraid of heights?
- I wasn't.
I-I mean, I've never been
afraid in my whole life before,
but I... suddenly, I just...
I don't know
what happened to me.
- Did my kids see that?
- PORSHA: Hey, you guys.
What's going on up here?
Who is that?
Ooh. Can I try?
No, no, no, no, no, no.
I-I can't let you jump off here.
Daddy, he won't let me jump!
Moon, come on.
Let her do the thing.
- (chuckling): Yay!
- BUSTER: Porsha, wait!
Whoa, hey. Uh, just a minute.
I love it!
Whee! It's easy!
All right,
let's get you down, Rosita.
Oh, my gosh, you guys.
This is exactly like
the dream I had last night.
you-you were all there.
And you and you and that
funny-looking guy over there.
- Um...
- All of you.
And you asked me
to sing for you.
I... I did?
Yeah. And so, I was like...
(clears throat)
This girl is on fire
This girl is
on fire
She's walking on fire
This girl is on fire.
Well, that's a lovely dream
you had there, Porsha.
Um, okay, everybody, back
to first positions, please.
Here, Rosita.
You want to try
with the helmet this time?
Oh, but now I know
what the dream meant.
Yeah. She's afraid.
She'll never be able
to play the part.
But here I am, and I'm young,
and I'm not afraid at all.
I-I can't just give you
Rosita's part. I mean...
Moon, walk with me.
What's wrong with you, huh?
What, you got a kink
in your think?
It's just that I wrote
this part for Rosita and...
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Let me tell you something, Moon.
What you got here is an
opportunity to make me happy.
And when an opportunity
like that comes along,
- you'd better grab it!
- (yelps)
You get me?
- Uh...
- What?
You don't think my daughter's
good enough for your show?
No, Mr. Crystal.
Well, I-I think she's wonderful.
Oh, good.
So you'll figure it out.
I'll... Yes, I will.
Daddy, I'm hungry
for French toast.
- JERRY: Yes, sir.
- Get her some French toast.
And, by the way, I like the set.
That whole
"rings moving around" thing.
Creative, quirky. I like it.
Bye, Daddy.
Let's have Porsha measured
for a costume
right away, please.
Yes, right away, people.
SUKI: Would you just get
the French toast, Jerry?
JERRY: I'm getting
the French toast, Suki.
You okay?
A little shaky, but I'm okay.
Yeah. You know, uh...
Look, maybe this is
for the best, huh?
I mean, you really were
scared up there.
I'll write you another part,
A really... a really,
really great part.
- You all right?
- Oh, I'm fine.
- Really?
- Yes. You're all very sweet,
but like Mr. Moon says,
this is probably for the best.
- Seriously?
- Seriously.
I am completely fine with this.
(sniffling, whimpering)
Hey, honey.
Are you... you-you're sure
you're not, you know, upset?
No, I-I'm good.
Um, can I please just have
the bathroom to myself
- for five minutes?
- You got it.
- Okay, kids, go get your jammies on!
- (sniffles, sighs)
Thank you for choosing
to drive with Royalty.
- (engine starts)
- (chuckles)
All right. Bye-bye.
("Who's That Girl?" by Eve
playing over car stereo)
Yo, yo, yo, they wanna know
Who's that girl?
Uh, yo, yo,
come on, come on...
Oh, hello, young sir.
Um, oh, yes, you'll...
you'll be pleased to hear
I did bring it back
with a full tank.
(air hissing)
And one, two, three, four,
- five, six, seven.
- (piano music playing)
And one, two, three, four,
five, six, seven.
And one, two, three, four,
five, six, seven. And...
(panting): Sorry I'm late,
Mr. Kickenklober.
I was practicing all morning.
I just lost track of time.
Oh, I thought maybe
you had been involved
in a terrible accident
and we'd never have to
see you again, but never mind.
(sighs) Seriously?
Why do you have to be
so mean all the time?
'Cause only when we suffer...
- (yells)
- ...can we be great.
Places, everyone!
Ryan, you'll be playing
his opponent
in the climax of the scene.
let's see if little Johnny
has learned the steps.
("Dance of the Knights"
from Romeo and Juliet playing)
Whoa. S-Sorry.
Sorry, sorry, sorry.
- Ow!
- Wrong.
- Higher. (grunts)
- (groans)
So bad.
- Again!
- (ticking)
- No!
- (grunts)
Come on.
Yuck! Again!
- Whoa.
- Come on!
(music stops)
(sighs) Man.
Hot tamale, hotter
than a Somali, fur coat
Ferrari, hop out the stu',
jump in the coupe
Big Dipper on top
of the roof
Flexing on...
as hard as I can
Eating halal,
driving the Lam'
Told that...
I'm sorry, though
'Bout my coins like Mario,
yeah, they call me Cardi B
I run this...
like cardio, whoo
- (crowd cheering)
I said I like it like, whoo
I said I like it like, whoo
I said I like it like
(song continues in Spanish)
(cheering, whooping)
Thank you.
Thank you so much, everyone.
Wow, wow.
You are an amazing crowd.
Mate, you're amazing.
Much appreciated.
- Thank you so much.
- Uh... (sighs)
Uh, um...
Thank you for coming.
Thank you for coming.
Okay. Thank you very much,
little guy.
Wow, so kind.
Listen, could I buy you a coffee
or, uh, maybe something to eat?
Whoa, that's forward, ain't it?
What? No, no, no.
I didn't mean...
I just would love to talk
to you about maybe...
- Hey! You got a license to perform here?
- (gasps)
Actually, I'd love a chat.
Let's go.
("There's Nothing Holdin' Me
Back" by Shawn Mendes playing)
Here you go.
One volcano smoothie
with extra chocolate lava.
Shut up.
Here. 50 bucks.
Honestly, if you could just
give me some dance lessons,
you would literally
be saving my life.
Wait, if you're in a real show,
how come you don't have
a choreographer?
I do, but it turns out
he's a massive weirdo.
(scoffs) And how do I know
that you're not a weirdo?
Hmm? How do I know
that you're legit?
Well, just come with me to
rehearsals. See for yourself.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
I'm not just gonna follow
some guy I don't know
to rehearsals.
Well, how else am I supposed
to prove that I'm legit?
And maybe I should stop
and start confessing
(vocalizes melody)
(singing along):
Confessing, yeah
Oh, I've been shaking,
I love it when you go crazy
You take all my inhibitions
What are you doing?
Baby, there's nothing
holdin' me back
You take me places
that tear up my reputation
- Manipulate my decisions
- (excited chatter)
Baby, there's nothing
holdin' me back
(diners clapping in rhythm)
Oh-oh, oh-oh
- Oh-oh
- Yeah! Woo-hoo!
There's nothing
holdin' me back...
I knew you were a weirdo.
There's nothing
holdin' me back.
- This is sick!
- JOHNNY: See?
First positions, please.
Whoa. Mate, look at that.
Look at that.
Hey. Who are you?
Ah, it's all right.
She's with me.
Pleased to meet you.
I'm Nooshy.
I'm his dance coach.
And I really love that hat.
She's right. Great hat.
You think some riffraff
street dancer
can help you more than me?
- Riffraff?
- Okay, okay. Hang on.
She's just gonna give me
some extra lessons, that's all.
Oh, because I,
Klaus Kickenklober,
master choreographer,
am not good enough for Johnny.
- No, that's not what I meant.
- Yes, I'm irrelevant to him.
I'm just a stupid,
fat, old monkey.
- I don't think that at all.
- I do.
Shh! Please.
She's only trying
to help me, that's all.
Dude, anyway, I only need
two days with him.
Two days? Ha!
200 years, more like.
Two days. He'll be amazing.
Oh, really?
Well, if he is,
I will eat my hat.
Okay, everybody, from the top.
Stand by, playback.
Lots of energy now, and...
- (Miss Crawly groaning)
- Wha...? - (gasps)
BUSTER (gasps):
Miss Crawly?
You can't go back there,
Mr. Moon.
- Never. Never.
- What? What happened to you?
That lion, you see,
he's crazy. Crazy!
Oh, he's crazy.
Pew. Pew, pew.
- Wow, she's a mess.
- Pew, pew! Pew...
So, you're not gonna
go out there, are you?
Gonna have to. I mean...
All set over here, Mr. Moon.
(splutters) Okay. Playback!
("Look What You Made Me Do"
Stand by, Rosita.
And... action!
Ooh, look what
you made me do
Look what you made me do
Look what you
just made me do
Look what you just made me
Ooh, look what
you made me do
- And cue Porsha.
- Look what you made me do
Look what you
just made me do
Look what you just
made me, ooh.
Take that, you nasty
alien monster.
Did I do good?
That was so good.
Did you hear that?
He thinks I'm awesome.
Okay, she cannot act.
Shh. I know. I know.
But I got to keep
Mr. Crystal happy.
Take that, you nasty
alien monster.
Excuse me, but Mr. Crystal
wants to see you.
PORSHA: Take that,
you nasty alien monster.
Oh. Well, I could come by
this afternoon.
He means now. Right now.
O... kay.
You wanted to see me, sir?
Yes, I did. Yes, I did.
- Come on in.
- Whoa.
- This place is incredible.
- (chuckles)
Pretty great, huh?
So, how's it going
with Calloway?
It's, uh... it's good.
- Yeah. Very good.
- Right, right.
Well, let me ask you something.
What did I do to make you
disrespect me, huh?
Oh, what?
You think I'm an idiot?
Some kind of bozo?
No. No, sir, not at all.
My team, they talked
to Calloway's lawyer,
and they say he's never
heard of you or your show.
Really? They said that? Uh...
- You lied to me!
- (gasps) I-I didn't mean to.
Okay? Honestly, I really
thought I could get him.
No one makes me look
like a fool! No one!
- I-I wouldn't dream of doing that to you.
- (growling)
I swear, if you didn't have
my kid in your show,
you'd be out
of that window by now!
Please, please, please.
I-I'm so sorry.
You'd better have Calloway
by the end of next week,
- or so help me! (growls)
- I-I-I will.
I-I-I'll get him.
I won't let you down, sir.
Oh, I know
you won't let me down.
- Jerry, get in here!
- Yes, sir. Right here, sir.
- Clean this mess up, will you?
- Yes, absolutely, I'd love to.
Listen up.
I got to go to Calloway's,
and I got to go ASAP.
- Oh, no, please don't go there.
- D-Don't worry. Don't worry.
I know you said he's crazy,
but I'll be all right.
- Oh, can I go with you, please?
- Uh, I don't know.
Come on, you're gonna need me.
I know everything
about this guy.
- Uh... I think you're right.
- Yes!
Now, listen, Gunter,
you've got to figure out
the ending of this show
on your own.
- On my own?
- Yes.
Miss Crawly, I need you
to take charge while I'm away.
- Yes, sir.
- Now, listen to me.
You got to bring
your A game here, Miss Crawly.
I'm serious.
You got to be tough.
- Yes, I got to be tough.
- You got to be firm.
Oh, and I got to be firm. Yes.
And you cannot...
I repeat, cannot...
let production fall behind,
not one little bit.
Is that clear?
Yes, sir, Mr. Moon, sir.
(military drumbeat playing)
- Mason!
- (yelps)
That volcano should've been
finished yesterday!
- W-We're on it, Miss Crawly.
- You better be!
Meena, Darius,
take it from the top,
and this time, put a little
juice in it, will you?
I'm trying my best, Miss Crawly.
A little juice?
Hey, everybody.
You're two hours late
for rehearsal!
Wait. Wait, where's the koala?
Who are you?
I'm in charge! That's who!
Now, get your tail to wardrobe,
- (rustling)
- (Buster and Ash groaning)
(grunts, spits)
(groans, sighs)
Oh, my gosh.
There he is.
That's him.
Holy moly, it really is.
He doesn't look so scary.
Mr. Calloway!
- Go away!
- BUSTER: No, please.
We-we-we just want to talk
to you for one minute.
That's all.
We are not leaving
until you talk to us.
Fine. If you're not
coming over here,
we're coming over to you.
No! Stay off the fence!
Don't listen to him.
("Romeo and Juliet -
Fantasy Overture" playing)
(whimpers softly)
(screams, whimpers)
Stop, stop, stop!
Porsha, you're still
messing it up.
(groans) It's not my fault.
He keeps missing the catch.
I think she's trying to kill me.
Reset. Let's go again.
Meena! Darius!
We're coming to you next,
and I better see
some chemistry between you two.
Okay, let's run these steps
one more time.
- (snapping finger rhythmically)
- So, music starts, I step out,
do my moves, fancy moves.
Step together, drop.
Gazing at each other like
we're burning up with love...
What are you doing
with your face?
Your face looks broken.
What is that?
I was falling in love?
Yeah, Gina, listen.
I'm sorry, that-that's not what
falling in love with me
looks like.
I... I should know.
I see it day after day,
week after week.
(chuckles) Let's run it again.
From the top!
And five, six, seven, eight.
And one...
ALFONSO: Would you like
some ice cream, ma'am?
Or should I say, Your Majesty?
I just...
You look like a goddess,
and, uh...
and-and-and lucky for you,
it's "free ice cream
for all goddesses" day.
Aw. (chuckles)
That's cherry cheesecake,
and I-I make it all myself.
See, my truck's
right over there.
Come by anytime...
Your Majesty.
- (loud bang)
- Ooh, that... Are you okay?
ASH (echoing):
(Buster groans)
You okay?
Ash? (hisses in pain)
Where are we?
We're in Clay's house.
Oh, my gosh.
- Have you talked to him yet?
- Uh-huh.
- You have?
- We were just discussing
whether he'd consider
being in our show.
What did he say?
- He said no.
- (Buster gasps)
Not in a million years.
Please, Mr. Calloway.
Look, you don't...
you don't realize how much
- it would mean to have you in our show and...
- (groans)
Will you stop your yakking?
(Clay growls quietly)
Your friend left this
on my property.
(growls quietly)
And I want you gone
in the morning.
(door slams)
And that's why they say,
"Never meet your heroes."
Step, two, three, four.
One, two, three, four.
(whimpers, grunts)
Whoa, mate.
You're not ready
to be busting out these moves.
- Sorry. (panting)
- Look at you.
Klaus has thrown you
in the deep end
and drained out
all of your confidence like...
- (inhaling deeply)
- (laughs)
- ("Sultate" by Sam I plays)
- Don't worry.
We'll build up to it
Just forget what Klaus told you
and go with the flow.
Hey, uh, uh
I'd rather be
nobody other than me
Mark my words,
my talk ain't cheap
Life's a dream,
but I'm not sleep
I, I feel like a work of art
I'm not easily forgot
Had to set myself apart
I'm just following my heart
I'm just following my path
I'm just here
to make it last
I'm not living in the past
If you don't feel me,
kiss my
Uh, uh, sultate
Uh, uh, sultate
Uh, uh, sultate.
- (cheering)
- (song ends)
Nailed it!
Now, didn't you say
you were gonna eat your hat?
Well, there you go.
- Mmm. Yum-yum.
- (yelps)
("Seorita" by Shawn Mendes
and Camila Cabello playing)
(excited chatter)
(breathes heavily, groans)
I love it
when you call me seorita
I wish I could pretend
I didn't need ya...
Girl, that is your fourth today.
I know, I know.
But I can't stop.
It's 'cause I really want
to talk to him.
but when I get close,
I get nervous, so...
so I just buy another ice cream.
It felt like
ooh-la-la-la, yeah.
- (music stops)
- (hammering)
(bird screeching in distance)
Uh, honestly,
th-this is gonna be
the greatest show
I have ever made.
And when you see
the sets and the...
Turn on that tap for me.
Tap? Uh, sure.
So, anyway...
Moon, you okay?
I'm okay!
(growls softly)
It's tea.
You drink it.
I promise,
this is going to be
the most wonderful...
I mean, fantastic show ever.
Did you put honey in this?
A-And the ending? Oh, boy.
I mean, i-it's gonna end
with you
- and your song...
- (growls)
You don't want to do the show.
lost my singing voice, so...
- Your voice sounds fine to me.
- (Clay groans)
This is all because
you lost your wife, isn't it?
Okay, porcupine.
We're not talking about my Ruby.
Look, I know she inspired
so many of your songs...
All of my songs.
I... I can't imagine
what it must be like
to lose someone so special,
but do you think this is what
Ruby would've wanted for you?
I mean, you out here on your own
and never singing again?
No, y-you don't understand.
There's... there's no rock star
living here anymore.
Clay, you just need
to play again.
Your songs will bring you back.
You can.
You can reconnect with...
No, I can't!
I haven't even heard one
of my songs in over 15 years.
And for good reason.
(takes deep breath)
Ruby was everything.
And I don't like honey
in my tea.
(Buster sighs)
He's not gonna change his mind.
He will.
But you should go back.
Me? What about you?
I just need time with him.
I can't just
leave him like this.
- Whoa.
- Welcome back, Mr. Moon, sir.
Uh, thank you, Miss Crawly.
Oh, and I have
something for you.
Thank you, Mr. Moon, sir.
All right, you can ease off
the attitude now.
Oh, oh, yes, yes.
So, any luck with Clay Calloway?
Shh! Not yet.
But if anyone can convince him,
it's Ash, so...
All right, folks, tomorrow,
we have our first run-through,
so let's get this show
in shipshape shape.
(oohing and aahing)
And cue Porsha.
Captain's log.
I must take care,
for I have landed
on the Planet of War.
Ooh. Okay, so let's just
hold it right there, folks.
Uh, everyone, take five.
(bell ringing)
What the heck is
a captain's log, anyway?
Um, Porsha, can I have a word?
Porsha, you know I truly believe
that this show, i-it...
it's close to being fantastic,
maybe even perfect.
- Thank you.
- Y-Yeah, yeah,
but-but, see, to make it
the best it can be...
(takes deep breath)
...well, I got to make
some changes.
I have to give the lead role
back to Rosita.
I'm just offering you
the opportunity
- to switch roles with...
- You're firing me?
No, I-I'm not firing you.
Oh, wait till my dad hears
that you fired me.
But I'm not firing you.
Please, wait!
(sighs) Oh, my gosh.
You all hate me, don't you?
No, no, no, we don't hate you.
We all think you're terrific!
Well, I don't care
if you hate me.
Please stop.
You and your stupid,
stupid sky-fi show
can go to heck!
Porsha, stop. Wait!
Oh, I am one dead koala.
(clock ticking)
(acoustic guitar strumming
in distance)
ASH (in distance):
I'm not afraid
Of anything in this world
There's nothing
you can throw at me
That I haven't already heard
I'm just trying to find
A decent melody
A song that I can sing
In my own company
I never thought
you were a fool
But, darling,
look at you, ooh
You gotta stand up straight
And carry your own weight
These tears are going
nowhere, babe
You've got to
get yourself together
You've got stuck in a moment
Now you can't get out of it
(stops strumming)
Oh, love, look at you now
You got yourself
stuck in a moment
And you can't get out of it.
(song ends)
Hot News.
And the hottest story today:
Porsha Crystal was reportedly
fired from her father's show.
(angry grunt)
- (Porsha sobbing)
- He fired my daughter?
- My daughter?
- (Porsha wailing)
Would you be quiet?
You've embarrassed me enough.
But, Daddy...
Now the whole world thinks I got
a talentless loser
for a daughter.
- Take her home.
- (sobbing)
Bring me Moon.
(elevator bell dings)
("Something Wonderful"
by Terry Saunders playing)
He will not always say
What you would have him say
But now and then, he'll say
Something wonderful...
(song fades)
- (cell phone ringing)
- (gasps)
Ash? Now is not a good...
Moon, I've got him!
- What?
- I got Calloway!
Here, he wants to talk to you.
Your friend is even
more annoying than you are.
Don't listen to him.
We're heading to Redshore
right now.
- You are?
- Yes.
(gasps) Oh, my gosh.
Okay, this is great news,
You may have just
saved my life here.
Here we go.
Mr. Moon, what have you done?
Mr. Crystal. Aah!
I got some great news.
Clay Calloway is
on his way here right now.
Everybody, out.
Okay, I think I know what
this might be about, and I...
You fired Porsha.
No. No. I never fired her.
You calling her a liar?
No, no, no, no,
she just got it wrong, is all.
I was only trying to help her
do the best she could,
and be-believe me, I-I-I just
wanted to do the right thing.
- The right thing to do...
- (yelps)
- what I tell you to do!
- But I did!
I-I-I delivered a great show.
And Ca-Calloway, he's coming.
No, no, no! Stop! Stop!
(whimpers) No!
You really think
I'd let a lowlife
little amateur loser like you
- humiliate me?
- (whimpering)
Please! Please!
- You made me look bad.
- (screams) No, no!
I didn't mean to!
(whimpers) No!
So I'm gonna have to let you go.
What? Whoa!
Sir. Uh, sir, sir, sir.
I'm-I'm so sorry, um,
so sorry to bother you,
but, uh, you have a live
TV appearance in just a moment,
so it-it might be better
if we just
put a pin in this right now.
(Buster whimpering)
You-you nearly killed me.
And I'll finish the job later.
- (door slams)
- (whimpers)
No! No!
(gasps) Help!
Help! Jerry! Anyone!
(pants, whimpers)
No. Help, please!
You need to get out of this city
and never, ever come back.
Do you understand? Never.
Okay, okay. I understand.
I told you
you were not cut out for this.
He tried to kill me.
Yeah, and when he finds you're
gone, he'll have his thugs
looking all over for you.
Okay. Thank you, Suki.
I'm so, so...
Get out of here.
Uh, what did you say, Mr. Moon?
Get out! All of you!
- Get out of there right now!
- (yells)
There's no time to explain.
Just get the cast
- and meet me back at the hotel!
- (both grunt)
And we're live in five, four,
three, two...
- Hot News
- (audience cheering)
- Hot News...
- Jerry, go get my snacks.
Yes, sir.
(Linda speaking indistinctly,
music continues in distance)
LINDA (in distance):
What a great show we have...
(Jerry gasps)
Here to discuss the drama
- surrounding his new show...
- Sir! Uh, sir, sir, sir.
- Mr. Redshore City himself...
- (growls): What?
...please welcome
Mr. Jimmy Crystal.
- Come on out here, Jimmy.
- (audience cheering)
- Don't make us beg.
- Moon got out.
- Find him.
- (laughs) Does this guy know
how to make an entrance or what?
(laughs) Hey, everybody!
Good to see you.
Linda, I got some hot news
for you.
- You look terrific.
- (Buster panting)
- It is so good to see you.
- (knocking)
MR. CRYSTAL: Well, thank you.
Thank you for having me.
(doorbell rings)
- (gasps)
- LINDA: Oh, my gosh.
Billionaire Magazine
Man of the Year
three years in a row,
- owner of the largest...
- (knocking)
- theater chain in the world...
- (doorbell rings)
(door creaks open)
Ash, in here!
(Buster whimpering, yelping)
I-I'm stuck!
You got to be kidding me.
Hold still.
What are you doing in there?
- BUSTER: Ash, the show's off.
- (Ash grunting)
Crystal got mad
- and tried to kill me.
- What?
I thought you were his thugs
coming here to finish me off.
- (doorbell rings)
- (whimpers)
- BUSTER: Oh, no. It's them.
- (knocking)
Shh. Pretend we're not here.
(Clay groans)
The first time I leave home
in 15 years,
- and what do I find?
- (Buster shushing)
The show is off, and this guy
is hiding in a suitcase.
No, no, don't...
don't open the door.
No, no, no.
(shushes, mutters frantically)
(all gasp)
Clay Calloway.
(Clay groans)
I remember you.
- (whimpers)
- (thuds)
BUSTER (echoing):
Miss Crawly.
- Pew, pew. Pew.
- Miss Crawly, wake up.
Wha... Mm, what?
Wake up.
We got to get out of here.
Coast is clear. Let's go.
Come on, Miss Crawly. Come on.
- Come on. Come on.
- (groaning)
We'll all feel better
when we're safe at home.
You sure about that?
'Cause I can tell you,
running and hiding away
is not all
that it's cracked up to be.
Well, we don't have a choice.
Yeah, well, all these years,
I thought the same,
but turns out
there's always a choice.
Just never had the guts
to make the right one.
Know what I mean?
MR. CRYSTAL (over TV):
Right? A victim.
- (Linda groans)
- I shut down my show
'cause of a talentless
little twerp called Buster Moon.
Seriously, you should've seen
this teeny, tiny loser.
Oh, and his pathetic
amateur friends...
let's just say,
whatever Podunk town
they crawled out of,
that's where they belong,
'cause it sure ain't
this great city.
I see, Clay's right.
What we're trying to do here,
it takes guts.
Guys, wait.
We-we cannot let
that bully steal
our hopes and dreams.
No, no, no. We are way past
singing and dancing now.
Look, I-I know
this might sound crazy.
- If we got the theater back...
- JOHNNY: Oh, come on.
- Just for one night only.
- Seriously?
It's not like
we can just sneak in there
and put the show on
behind Crystal's back.
That is exactly
what we're gonna do.
- (doorbell rings)
- (all gasp)
Maybe it's, like, room service?
Open up or you're dead, Moon!
Okay, it's not room service.
You and your dumb friends
better not be hiding in there.
What are we gonna do?
Guys, we just
got to be brave now.
Are you saying
we should fight these thugs?
No, no.
They'll beat us to a pulp.
- (banging at door)
- (all gasp)
We're gonna put this show on
whether Crystal likes it or not.
But first, we're gonna jump
out that window.
I'm beginning to like this guy.
(all screaming)
("Soy Yo" by Bomba Estreo
playing, singing in Spanish)
(gasping, yelling)
Yeah, we got nine suspects
loose on the river ride.
Repeat, nine suspects loose
on the river ride.
- Hang on, everybody.
- (all whooping)
Uh, this is pool security.
I don't see anyone here. Over.
They're heading east
through the back lot!
Go, go, go, go, go.
Oh, I wish I didn't have...
such teeny, tiny legs!
(panting, yelps)
- Soy yo
- Soy, soy, soy
- Soy, soy, soy, soy
- Soy yo
Yo, yo, yo, yo...
- Thank you, Linda.
- (audience cheering)
Thank you. Thanks, everybody.
(song continues in Spanish)
Uh, no sign of 'em, sir.
We think they might
have split town.
(grunting angrily)
(all panting)
- (all gasp)
- (song stops)
No one is supposed
to be in here.
Uh, who are you?
We're the night cleaners.
Oh, I see.
Well, we don't need
any cleaning right now,
but it'd be better
if you didn't leave, so...
Mm, I don't suppose any of you
can tap-dance, huh?
- (throat clears)
- Huh.
Well, let's move it, folks.
(song resumes)
Here, Rosita.
It's your role.
Miss Crawly, let's see if we
can get us a new green alien.
Yes, sir, Mr. Moon, sir.
- Rise and shine, sweetheart!
- (yelps)
Soy yo...
- Hey! You made it!
- (applause)
Yeah, well, uh, maybe
I overreacted a little before.
A little? You were, like,
a total drama queen back there.
Yeah, okay, we're all good now.
Wow, my dad's gonna flip
when he finds out about us.
- Well, we're safe for now, but listen, let's...
- Safe?
(scoffs) Uh, no.
None of us are safe.
Mr. Moon, I know someone
who can protect us.
Right. Mm-hmm. Yeah. Yeah.
Say no more, son.
We're on our way.
Soy yo
Soy yo
Soy yo
Soy yo
Soy yo
Soy, soy, soy
Soy, soy, soy, soy
- Soy yo
- Yo, yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo, yo
- Soy yo
- Soy, soy, soy, soy
Good night, Porsha.
Soy yo.
All right, be that way.
I don't care.
Spoiled little brat.
All right, time to get us
an audience.
Wait. Moon, as soon as you
start inviting folks in here,
hotel security will just
shut us down, right?
Oh, it's okay.
Rosita's got that covered.
(cell phone beeps)
Norman, release the piglets.
(elevator bell dings)
("Not Today" by BTS playing)
No, not today...
- (yelling)
- (whimpers, grunts)
- (clamoring continues)
- Hey, no!
All security, we have
a situation on floor 17.
Repeat, all security
to floor 17.
This is the best day
of my life, Daddy! Whoo!
Repeat, everybody to floor 17!
- (microphone feedback squeals)
- Wait, uh, is it on?
- MISS CRAWLY: Yes, it's on now.
- Oh, now?
- Yes, now.
- Oh, yes, yes, yes, yes.
Before I blah, blah, blah,
blah, blah. Yeah, yeah, okay.
(clears throat) Good evening.
Uh, my name is Buster Moon,
and it is my great pleasure
to present to you,
for one night only
in the Crystal Tower Theater...
- (phone rings)
- Mr. Crystal's office.
This is Jerry speaking.
...a brand-new show
called Out of This World.
A musical space odyssey
featuring the return of
- the legendary Clay Calloway.
- (whimpering, muttering)
- That's right, Clay Calloway.
- (gasping, murmuring)
And what's more,
this show is completely free,
so step right up, folks,
and take your seats.
The journey of a lifetime
is about to begin.
All right, folks,
we all set back here?
There he is!
Dad. (chuckles)
- Come here.
- What are you wearing?
Oh, well, we're still doing
our community service,
ain't we, lads?
- Yeah.
- That's right.
Oh, my gosh. He's here.
Crystal's here?
No. M-My ice cream guy.
And he's sitting
in the front row.
- Mr. Crystal! Mr. Crystal!
- Aah! Jerry!
- Mr. Crystal, wake up, wake up.
- I tried to stop him, sir.
I-I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry
to wake you up, sir.
It's Moon.
He's taken over the theater,
and he's putting on
a show right now.
He's what?!
(audience clapping rhythmically)
Okay, this is it, guys.
You ready?
Oh, my gosh.
Are we really doing this?
Yeah, you better believe it.
- Yeah, big-time, baby!
- (all cheering, whooping)
ALL: There's only one way
left to go, and that's up!
- Yeah! - (whooping)
- Let's do it! Come on!
(robotically): Gunter robot
activating piggy power.
Beep-beep, boop-boop.
(orchestral overture playing)
All creatures great and small,
welcome to outer space.
- ("outer space" echoing)
- (oohing and aahing)
My name is Captain Rosita.
My mission: to find and rescue
a space explorer
who mysteriously
went missing long ago.
Captain, I am picking up
his signal.
But from which planet?
I see four of them ahead.
It is impossible
to know which one
the signal is, like,
coming from.
I see.
Then I'll have to
explore them all.
Take us down.
You've got this, big guy.
Remember what I said...
just go with the flow.
ROSITA: Mission report.
I must take care,
for I have landed
on the Planet of War.
("A Sky Full of Stars" playing)
'Cause you're a sky
'Cause you're a sky
full of stars
I'm gonna give you my heart
'Cause you're a sky
'Cause you're a sky
full of stars
'Cause you light up the path
That's my boy.
I don't care
Go on and tear me apart
I don't care if you do
'Cause in a sky
'Cause in a sky
full of stars
I think I saw you...
- (cheering)
- Yeah!
Give me that!
- And your costume. Now!
- Wait, what?
Take it off now!
- (tires squeal)
- (horn honks)
Uh, we'll be at
the theater soon, sir.
I don't want to be there soon.
I want to be there now.
Yeah, we want to be there now.
- Yes, sir.
- (engine revs)
- (tires squealing)
- (horn honks)
I don't care if you do
'Cause in a sky
'Cause in a sky
full of stars
I think I saw you
(audience oohing and aahing)
- (grunts)
- (Johnny yelps, grunts)
(audience groans, applauds)
You see? You will never
be great, Johnny.
(cheering and applause)
Oh, come on.
(playing drumbeat)
(audience cheering)
- (drumbeat continues)
- (tapping rhythmically)
I don't care
Go on and tear me apart
I don't care if you do
'Cause in a sky,
'cause in a sky
- Full of stars
- Yeah, that's more like it.
I think I saw you!
(drumbeat continues)
(yelps, screams)
(pained whimper)
- (drumbeat stops)
- (audience cheering)
BARRY (over radio):
This is Barry. Come in. Over.
Yeah, go ahead, Barry.
Crystal's on site.
Repeat, Crystal is on site.
Roger that.
- Right, let's go to work.
- (knuckles crack)
Mission report.
My search takes me
to the second planet,
the Planet of Joy.
All right. Here we go, Porsha.
Time to show the world
what you're really made of.
(audience oohing and aahing)
Don't wanna live
as an untold story
Rather go out
in a blaze of glory
I can't hear you
I don't fear you
I'll live now
'cause the bad die last
Dodging bullets
with your broken past
Oh, I can't hear you
I don't fear you now
Wrapped in your regret...
Hey, who the heck are you?
Where's my security?
We're security now, mate.
- What?
- (snaps fingers)
(grunting and groaning)
I wanna taste love and pain
Wanna feel pride and shame
I don't wanna take my time
Don't wanna waste one line
I wanna live better days
Never look back and say
It could've been me
It could've been me, yeah
(grunting and groaning)
Don't wanna wake up
on a Monday morning
- Porsha!
- The thought of work's
- Getting my skin crawling
- Get off of there!
- I can't fear you
- Don't you make me come out there!
I don't hear you now
Wrapped in your regret
What a waste
of blood and sweat
I wanna taste
- Love and pain
- PORSHA: I wanna taste love
Wanna feel pride and shame
- I don't wanna take my time
- No
Don't wanna waste
one line...
You traitor.
That's it, I'm coming out there!
Miss Crawly put some cushions
and snacks down there,
so you should be comfortable
till the show's over.
You little...
I wanna taste love and pain
I wanna taste
love and pain
- Wanna feel pride and shame
- Wanna feel pride and shame
I don't wanna take my time
I don't wanna waste my time,
don't wanna waste one line
Never look back and say
It could've been me
Oh, it could've been me
It could've been me.
- (song ends)
- (cheering and applause)
Mission report.
No sign here
of the missing space explorer.
- I'm moving to the next planet.
- (breathing sharply)
- Ready, Gina?
- It's Meena.
- Wait, what is?
- Never mind.
Listen, find that feeling.
It is now or never.
(Darius grunts, exhales sharply)
(grunts, inhales sharply)
("I Say a Little Prayer"
Okay. I'm ready now.
a little prayer for you
The moment I wake up
- Before I put on my makeup
- Makeup
I say a little prayer
for you
While combing my hair now
And wondering
what to wear now
Wear now
I say a little prayer
for you
- For you
- Oh, baby
Forever, ever
You'll stay in my heart
and I will love you
Forever, ever
We never will part
Oh, how I love you
- Together, together...
- (grunting and groaning)
Oh, Mr. Crystal, where are you?
I'm trapped somewhere
under the stage.
I'll find you, sir. (yelps)
Mr. Crystal, I'm coming!
I run for the bus, dear
While riding
- I think of us, dear
- CHORUS: Us, dear
- MEENA: I say a little, oh
- CHORUS: Prayer for you
- Oh, shawty
- At work
I just take time
And all through
my coffee break time
- Break time
- I say a little
Prayer for you
- Forever and ever
- Forever
Oh, yeah
I will love you
- Ever
- I say a prayer for you
Oh, how I love you
- Together, together
- Together, yeah
Oh, yeah
Would only be heartbreak
For me
Only be heartbreak
For me.
(song ends)
(audience cheering)
(laughing): I am gonna win
a ton of awards for this.
Um, hi.
I'm Meena.
Oh. Um, Alfonso.
You-you were incredible.
So were you.
Um, what?
Oh. Uh, uh, never mind.
Um, want to meet up
after the show, maybe?
Uh, okay.
Okay, great. Bye.
GUNTER: Captain, we cannot land
on the last planet.
There is, like, a huge wormhole.
- The ship will never make it.
- (audience gasping)
You're right. It won't make it.
But I will.
If you want it
- Take it
- Beep-beep, boop-boop
I should have said it before
Boop-boop-boop, beep
- Tried to hide it
- (grunting)
- Watch your fingers. (yelps)
- Fake it
- I can't pretend anymore
- Boop
I only want to die alive
Never by the hands
of a broken heart
I don't wanna hear you
lie tonight
(panicked gasping)
- Rosita, you've got to jump.
- (whimpers)
Oh, honey.
Come on, Rosita.
- MEENA: Look out!
- Whoa!
- PORSHA: Daddy, stop it!
- Mr. Moon!
- Mr. Crystal, no!
Well, I've got you now,
you lowlife little loser.
No, sir.
I'm not a loser.
We did what we came here to do.
And there is nothing
you can do or say
to change that.
(Mr. Crystal chuckles)
Oh, I can do whatever I want.
- This is
- (audience cheering)
The part when I say
I don't want ya
- (grunts)
- I'm stronger than I've been before
This is
The part when I break free
Aah! Whoa...!
'Cause I can't
resist it no more
Whoa, whoa,
the thought of your body
- I came alive
- Whoo!
It was lethal, it was fatal
In my dreams,
it felt so right
But I woke up
Every time
- (audience cheering)
- Oh, baby
This is
The part when I say
I don't want ya
I'm stronger than
I've been before
This is
The part when I break free
'Cause I can't
resist it no more
- Beep-beep, boop-boop.
- (song ends)
(cheering and applause)
I love you!
- Yeah!
- (cheering)
Oh, Mr. Moon, are you okay?
Yeah. Never better.
Uh, where's Ash and Clay?
Clay, you back here?
We're on next.
- (sighs)
- You okay?
Mission report.
We have survived the wormhole.
- GUNTER: Yeah!
- Yeah.
And arrived on the last planet.
The missing space explorer
must be here somewhere,
but there's no sign of life
on my scanner.
That's your cue.
Clay, it's time to go on.
But I see no signs of life.
Nothing but an empty cave.
- Clay.
- Oh, no.
It's okay. Just sing.
- Your songs will carry you.
- No.
- This is a mistake.
- Please.
It's been so long.
I'm not ready.
I'm sorry.
I'm not ready.
I have climbed
The highest mountains
I have run
Through the fields
Only to be with you
Only to be with you
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
- But I still haven't found
- (audience singing along)
What I'm looking for
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
(electric guitar riff playing)
I believe
In the kingdom come
Then all the colors
Will bleed into one
Bleed into one
But yes, I'm still running
You broke the bonds
And you loosed the chains
Carried the cross
Of my shame, of my shame
You know I believe it
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
But I still haven't found
Mission accomplished.
We're heading home.
What I'm looking for.
- (song ends)
- (cheering)
- Hey, Mr. Moon!
- Come on!
- Get out here, Moon.
- Come on out here!
(audience cheering)
- (whooping)
- LINDA: Jimmy!
Oh, my gosh,
listen to that crowd.
You are a genius.
Yeah, you really are
a genius, sir.
Yeah, you got that right, Linda.
(cheering continues)
Thank you, thank you.
Too kind.
I appreciate it, really.
I-I do.
Look, I am very proud
of this show.
We did great work here.
Great work.
And my good friend, Clay...
great to have him back, right?
- (audience cheering)
- Yeah!
And listen, I look forward
to seeing this show run
at my theater
for many, many years to come.
Right, Moon?
- (audience laughing)
- Moon?
(laughter continues)
Officers, arrest that wolf.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!
He's innocent!
Mr. Crystal, please!
I love you!
("Your Song Saved My Life"
by U2 playing)
Was a Monday morning
'Bout a quarter past 4:00
You were busy dreaming
So what did you wake up for?
Are you a stranger
in your own life?
What are you hiding
behind those eyes?
Is no one looking
for you there?
You know your song
saved my life
I don't sing it
just so I can get by
Won't you hear me
When I tell you, darlin'
I sing it to survive
(tapping on window)
Stop the bus!
(song stops)
- (tires squeal)
- PORSHA: Whoa!
- NOOSHY: What is it?
- ROSITA: What happened?
- MEENA: What's going on?
I just got a call
from The Majestic.
They think your show
is fantastic,
and they want to put it on
at their theater.
(all gasp)
Well, what do you say,
Mr. Calloway?
You in?
(all cheering)
(song resumes):
Your song saved my life
The worst and the best days
Of my life
I was broken, now I'm open
Your love keeps me alive
It keeps me alive
Your song saved my life
The worst and the best days
Of my life
Your song saved my life
Song saved my,
song saved my.
(song ends)
(vocalizing intro to "There's
Nothing Holdin' Me Back")
Baby, there's nothing
holdin' me back
("There's Nothing Holdin' Me
Back" by Shawn Mendes playing)
There's nothing
holdin' me back
There's nothing
holdin' me back
Oh, I've been shaking
I love it when you go crazy
You take all my inhibitions
Baby, there's nothing
holdin' me back
You take me places
that tear up my reputation
Manipulate my decisions
Baby, there's nothing
holdin' me back
There's nothing
holdin' me back
'Cause if we lost our minds
and we took it way too far
I know we'd be all right,
I know we would be all right
If you were by my side
and we stumbled in the dark
I know we'd be all right,
I know we would be all right
'Cause if we lost our minds
and we took it way too far
I know we'd be all right,
I know we would be all right
If you were by my side
and we stumbled in the dark
I know we'd be all right,
we would be all right
Oh, I've been shaking
I love it when you go crazy
You take all my inhibitions
Baby, there's nothing
holdin' me back
You take me places
that tear up my reputation
Manipulate my decisions
Baby, there's nothing
Holdin' me back
Baby, there's nothing
Holdin' me back
Oh, whoa
There's nothing
holdin' me back
I feel so free
When you're with me, baby
Baby, there's nothing
Holdin' me back.
(piglet chuckles)
(music fades)