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Boy HTroy-Boy I-TaylorKelsi-Boys:

-GabriellaSharpay-ChadDarbus-Ryan

Teacher BMcKessieMartha

-Boy H : I'll be retaking my finals two or three times. I'm moving into the library.

-Troy : I'm working on my truck every day.

-Boy I: I've got five recipes for Family Science final.

-Taylor: We've got a yearbook to edit, so no.

-Kelsi : Sorry! Jeez. I thought since it was the last show, everyone would want to do it.

-Taylor : You're wrong.

-Boys: We just don't have time.

-Gabriella :Hey. Hey, you guys, listen up. Kelsi's right. We should do this.

This is our last chance to do something together. All of us.Something really fun.

-Sharpay: Oh, yippee.

-Gabriella : So, what do you say, Wildcats?

-Boy H: No, I still don't think it's a good idea.

-Kelsi: Guys, come on! It's our senior year!

-Gabriella : Troy.

-Kelsi: We're all in this together. This is our senior year.

-Troy : I'm in.

-Chad : What?

-Troy : it will be fun.

-Chad : Yes!

-Boy H: Oh, boy. How much Time will it take?

-Chad : Yeah. And what the heck is the show about?

-Darbus: You, Mr. Danforth.

-Chad : Me?

-Darbus: The spring musicale is all about you.

-Chad: Hold up. If it's about me, then can I have my ball back? Please?

-Darbus : It's about all of you.

-Chad : Go!

-Darbus: And all of you will create it. A show about your final days at East High.

We'll call it Senior Year.

-Sharpay: Genius.

-Teacher B: Uh-uh-uh! Playing a role is easy, but being yourself, now that's a challenge.

-Troy: Miss Darbus, exactly...

-Darbus:Kelsi will compose, Ryan will choreograph and I will

direct.

-Ryan: Thank you.

-Darbus: Now, I have some very important news from the Juilliard School in New York City,

America's preeminent college for the performing arts. Miss Sharpay Evans.

And for the first time in East High history, Juilliard is considering four of you for one available scholarship.

-Sharpay:I'm already packed.

-Darbus : Mr. Ryan Evans.

-Ryan: Dance.

-Darbus : Miss Kelsi Nielsen.

- Kelsi: What? They got my letter?

-Darbus: They certainly did. And, lastly, Mr. Troy Bolton. -Troy: What?

-Darbus : Juilliard will be sending representatives to observe our show.

So good luck to our four applicants.

-Troy: Yeah, nice. Nice, guys. That's pretty funny. So... who's the big comedian?

-Darbus: Is there something wrong?

-Troy: Yeah. Yeah, I didn't apply. I've never heard of Juilliard.

-Darbus: Well, that may be, Mr. Bolton, but evidently Juilliard has heard of you.

And as you create this show, you must dig deep and think about your aspirations and dreams for the future.

Line up, downstage, please. Let's begin with Mr. Danforth. Step forward, please. Your future.

-Chad: It's easy. It's U of A. Hoops all the way.

-Darbus : Yeah. Miss McKessie.

-McKessie : I'm going to be the President of the United States. -Darbus: Oh.

-McKessie: I'm going to finish college first, of course.

-Darbus : Martha Cox, you're late.

-Martha : I'm sorry, I just thought maybe we could use a few more dancers.

-Darbus : I feel a show coming on already! Mr. Bolton. Mr. Bolton. -Troy: Hmm?

-Darbus : Your future.

-Troy: Oh, Yeah, uh... You know... uh... I've been thinking about... -Gabriella: Uh...I think we should stage the perfect prom. -Sharpay : Golly gee, how adorable. What do I want?

Gosh, I wouldn't know where to begin. But I know where it ends. Center stage.A single spotlight. A huge marquee that reads...

-Ryan: New York deli platter, please.