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Kenickie / Roger / Doody – Act I Sc. 2 (lunch)
Kenickie / Roger / Doody / Sonny / Miss Lynch – Act I Sc. 2 (lunch)
Sandy / Eugene / Burger Palace Boys / Pink Ladies – Act Sc. 7 (Park)
Frenchy / Doody – Outside Burger Palace
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SING
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“Those Magic Changes”
DANCE
Monday
Tuesday
5
CALL BACK
LIST POSTED
(packets posted
online)
6
Wednesday
Thursday
OCTOBER
7
8
CALLBACK
MUSIC
CLINIC
7:00-9:00
(Printed packets
distributed)
Friday
Saturday
10
CALLBACKS
DANCE
6:00-9:00 AUDITIONS
9
9:00-10:00
CALLBACKS
10:0-12:00
[Lunch Break]
1:00-4:00
DOODY:
(Tenor) Youngest of the guys, nicknamed after “Howdy Doody” because of
his supposed red hair and freckles (not entirely necessary – no one since the
original actor in 1972 has had that “look”). He likes to play the guitar and
has a tendency to be picked on by the other Burger Palace Boys. He likes
Frenchy, but finds it hard to express it to her. He is small, boyish, and open
as a book, with a captivating smile and a hero-worshipping attitude toward
the other guys. A powerhouse tenor like an American Idol’, who can handle
the love ballad, “Those Magic Changes”. Would be great if he can also play
the guitar.
Kenickie / Roger / Doody – Act I Sc. 2 (lunch)
[ROGER and DOODY enter and sit on the front steps of the school.]
DOODY
Hey Rump, I’ll trade ya a sardine for a piece of your salami.
ROGER
I ain’t eatin’ one of those things. You had ‘em in your ice box since last Easter.
DOODY
Nah, this was a fresh can, my ma just opened it this morning.
ROGER
You mean your old lady dragged her carcass out of bed for ya?
DOODY
Sure. She does it every year on the first day of school.
[KENICKIE enters.]
‘Eeey! Where ya’ at?
[Confused.]
KENICKIE:
DOODY
We’re right here?!
ROGER
Hey. K’nicks, where you been all summer?
What’re you the FBI?
I was just askin’….
KENICKIE:
ROGER
KENICKIE
I was workin', which is more than youse “kids” could say.
Workin’!?
ROGER
KENICKIE
That’s right, I was luggin' boxes at Bargain City.
DOODY / ROGER
[DOODY and ROGER laugh and ad lib]
“WOOO!” / “Nice job!”
KENICKIE
‘Ey! Cram it! I'm savin’ up to get me some wheels. That’s the only reason I took the
job.
ROGER
You gettin’ a car, K’nicks?
DOODY
[Jumping up and down with excitement.]
Hey cool! What kind?
I don’t know what kind yet, moron!
KENICKIE
[Crosses DS.]
But I got a name all picked out:
[Ad lib]
ROGER / DOODY
“Oh, Yea?” “Really?”
Yea! “Greased Lightnin’!”
“Nif – Tee!”
KENICKIE
ROGER
DOODY
Yeah, maybe you oughtta get a hamster instead.
[DOODY and ROGER laugh (ROGER does a pig snort) going back to their lunches.]
[Crossing back to them.]
KENICKIE
Go ahead, laugh it up. When I show up in that baby, you clowns’ll be singin’ a
different tune.
Will we ever!
ROGER
[ROGER bends over, and makes the “raspberry” sound.]
You're cruisin' for a bruisin'.
KENICKIE
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Kenickie / Roger / Doody / Sonny / Miss Lynch – Act I Sc. 2 (lunch)
[SONNY enters in wraparound sunglasses. He is staring at a class schedule.]
SONNY
Awwww, MAN!
KENICKIE
Hey, whattya say, Sonny?
SONNY
Every teacher I got this year's flunked me at least once. Look, I got Old Lady
Lynch for English! AGAIN! The woman hates my guts.
ROGER
Nah, she thinks you’re cute, Sonny Boy. That’s why she keeps puttin’ you back in
her class.
[DOODY and KENICKIE high five.]
SONNY
Oh, yeah!?
KENICKIE
Yeah,
SONNY
Well this year she's gonna wish she'd never seen me.
[In the background MISS LYNCH steps out of the shadows and overhears. SONNY doesn’t
see her, but the other BOYS do.]
KENICKIE
And what are you gonna do to her, Sonny? Huh?
SONNY
I just ain't gonna take any of her “lip”, that's all.
[Pounds fists with ROGER as he crosses DS.]
I don't take no “jive” from nobody.
[Blows a whistle.]
WHAT’S all the racket out here!
MISS LYNCH
[SONNY’s eyes widen as he slowly turns to face. The boys smile knowingly and busy
themselves.]
DOODY
Hi, Miss Lynch, did you have a nice summer?
Hello, Miss Lynch, we was….uh…..
[In a sing songy-voice.]
SONNY
MISS LYNCH
Dooooominic, aren't you supposed to be in claaaaass right now?
I…I was just….
[In a sing songy-voice.]
SONNY
MISS LYNCH
We were just daaaaaawdling, weren't we?
Yes, ma'am.
[Mimicking him.]
SONNY
DOODY / SONNY
Yes, ma'am.
MISS LYNCH
That is no way to start a new school year, Mr. LaTierre.
[MISS LYNCH begins to exit and turns.]
Well? Are you just going to stand there all day?
SONNY
Yes, ma'am. I mean, no, ma'am. I mean [I'm…just…um...]
Well, which is it, “yes” or “no?”
No, ma'am.
MISS LYNCH
SONNY
[Mimicking him.]
DOODY / SONNY
No, ma'am.
Good! Then move!
Yes, ma'am.
MISS LYNCH
SONNY
[MISS LYNCH turns and exits.]
Thank you, ma'am.
[Over his shoulder.]
KENICKIE
I'm sure glad she didn't give you no “lip”, Son. You would've really told her off,
right?
[The BOYS imitate the scene that just transpired between MISS LYNCH & SONNY]
DOODY & ROGER
“Mr. LaTierre!” / “Yes, ma'am! No, ma'am!”
[Beat.]
[Through gritted teeth.]
Shaddup!
SONNY
Eugene / Sandy / Danny / Pink Ladies / Burger Palace Boys – Act 1 Sc. 7 (Park)
DOODY
Hey, Danny, here comes that chick ya know.
[SANDY and EUGENE enter followed by the rest of the BOOKWORMS. EUGENE is wearing
Bermuda shorts and argyle socks. They both have bags with leaves. RIZZO and KENICKIE
sit up to look. ]
EUGENE
You know, Sandy, I’m taking chemistry next semester…yeah, and you’re taking it
too….and you know what? Maybe we could be lab partners or something…
[The BOOKWORMS flee in all directions. EUGENE is left alone.]
Well, Sandy, I think I have all the leaves I want. Uh…why don’t I wait for you…
[Threatening.]
With my DAD…
[To SANDY.]
In the station wagon.
[EUGENE begins to exit. DANNY follows his every move in a comical pas des deux. DANNY
ultimately jumps in front of EUGENE and stares him down then outlines a square and pops
him on the forehead with his palm. As EUGENE exits terrified one of the GUYS puts his
foot out and he trips. DANNY walks away and puts his arm around MARTY.
SONNY crosses to SANDY.]
SONNY
Hiya, Sandy. What’s shakin’? How ‘bout a Coke?
[Does she direct this to DANNY.]
SANDY
No thanks, I was only passing through.
DANNY
Oh, yeah? Then whattya doin’ hangin’ around?
[DANNY walks away and puts his arm around MARTY and MARTY looks at him, bewildered.]
SANDY
We came to collect leaves for Biology.
[Crosses to FRENCHY.]
Hey, Frenchy, good luck at Beauty School, okay?
Awww, thanks, sweetie.
FRENCHY
SONNY
Hey, Sandy, I’ve recently developed a new-found respect for “biology”…and in
collecting specimens for my “personal collection,” I saw some really neat yellow
ones over by the drainage canal. C’mon, I’ll show ya!
[SONNY grabs SANDY and drags her offstage.]
DOODY
Hey, Danny…Ain’t you gonna follow ‘em?
DANNY
What for? She don’t mean nothin’ to me.
RIZZO
Yeah, sure, Zuko, every day now! Ya mean you ain’t told ‘em?
Heey…told us what?
Yeah…what, Rizz?
Awww, nothin’. Right, Zuko?
KENICKIE
DANNY
RIZZO
KENICKIE
Oh, come off it, Rizzo. Whattaya tryin’ to do, make us think she’s like you?
[KENICKIE laughs at his own wit.]
RIZZO
What’s that crack supposed to mean? I ain’t heard you complainin’.
KENICKIE
Yeah? That’s cause ya never stop flappin’ your gums!
Hey, cool it, huh!
DANNY
RIZZO
Yeah…Kenickie, if you don’t shut up you’re gonna get a knuckle sandwich.
[Ad lib]
PINK LADIES
You tell ‘em Rizz. (etc.)
Ohhhh, I’m really worried…
[Approaches with a smile]
KENICKIE
RIZZO
Okay…you slimeball…
[Through gritted teeth.]
Get ready!
[RIZZO pushes KENICKIE off bench and they fight on the ground.]
[Ad lib.]
ROGER / DOODY
Fight! Fight! Yaaaaaay! (Etc.)
[Ad lib as they separate them.]
GIRLS
“Come on, cut it out!” “What’s happening?” “Crazy!” (etc.)
DANNY
[RIZZO and KENICKIE stop fighting and glare at each other.]
Jeez, what a coupla fruitcakes.
Well, he started it!
RIZZO
KENICKIE
Man, what a yo-yo! Make one little joke and she goes tutti-frutti!
RIZZO
[Stopping the girls from fawning all over her.]
All right!
Okay!
KENICKIE
RIZZO
[With finality. Always needs the last word.]
ALL RIGHT!
DOODY
You know, you two make a really cute couple.
Frenchy / Doody – Outside Burger Palace
[DOODY comes back around to her shyly.]
Hey, Frenchy?
Yeah?
DOODY
FRENCHY
DOODY
Maybe I’ll come down to your beauty school some night this week…Maybe we can
split a Coke or somethin’?
Yeah! Yeah, sure!
FRENCHY
DOODY
Yeah?
Yeah.
FRENCHY
DOODY
Great.
Great.
I gotta go
Oh, yeah, well, you go.
See ya later?
Awww, yeah.
FRENCHY
DOODY
FRENCHY
DOODY
FRENCHY
Gotta rumble…
You go rumble!
[DOODY exits.]
DOODY
FRENCHY
Awww. Jeez! What am I gonna do? I mean I can’t just tell everybody I dropped out
of beauty school. I can’t go in the Palace for a job… not with all the guys sittin’
around. Boy, I wish I had one of those Guardian Angel things like in that Debbie
Reynolds movie. Wouldn’t that be neat??? Somebody always there to tell ya’ what’s
the best thing to do.