"Poets." "Geniuses." "Revolutionaries." "Lemonade Mouth has been called all these things." "But the real story, the story of how our band came to be, is a mistery to them all." "I wonder, if they believe it," "if i told them, if it all started right here." "The rules in here are simple." "Ne eating, no drinkin, no sleeping, no talking, no tapping, no texting." "You break a rule, I add another day of detencion." "Are we clear?" "Great." "Stella Yamada, lead guitar." "Wen Giiffor, keyboard." "Mo Banjaree, bass." "Charlie Delgado, drum god." "And me, Olivia White, future frontman for Lemonade Mouth." "One, two, three, four, five." "It was this rag tag group of five, that started it all." "All right." "I have decided, rather then let you twiddle you little thumbs for the next hour, we are gona put those thumbs to use." "We're gona clean up around here." "We're gona unpack and we're gona turn this storage room into a music room." "I mean, we might as well make the best of it, right?" "We've been banished to the basement." "Did you hear that?" "You know that?" "If they spent a fraction of what that new gimnasium cost, to keep that new music program alive ..." "That is it!" "That is it!" "But, if I'm gona tell you this right, I need to go back to the beginning." "The morning it all began." "Let's go, Stell." "You don't wana be late on you're first day, do you?" "I know this is hard." "Transferring to a new school a month into the year." "Yeah." "Why would that be hard?" "Stella!" "Stella!" "But who cares, right?" "I care." "The you and dad might have though to ask me, before you moved our familiy half way across the coutry." "Hold that thought." "Hello!" "Yes, Mr. Johnson." "Check out the new girl." "Have fun!" "Dad, don't you think it's a little wired, that you're girlfriend's still in collage?" "She's 28, Wen." "She's just taking photography course." "Look, dad, when guys go through a mid-life crises, they buy a sports car, right?" "What'd you say, dad?" "We turn in the old truck, get a sports car." "I would fully support that." "Give Sydney a chance." "For me." "Why is everything about Sydney?" ""Sydney want's chinese food." "Let's watch Sydneys favourite show."" ""Can't pick you up from piano lessons, Sydney called."" "Hey, I apologize for that." "Yeah, I know." "You know, whatever." "Let's just go," "I'm gona be late for my history presentation." "Sorry." "Are you excited, Charles?" "Soccer tryouts are today." "Oh..." "Right, yeah." "I'm thrilled." "Your mother..." "We." "Thought you might like to have this with you today, for luck." "It was you're brothers." "Tommy scored the winning goal at state finals with that ball." "Mom, why are you crying for?" "Tommy's just away at collage." "I..." "Remember, Mohini, you need to speak with you're teacher about extra credit." "Get ur GPA up for the collage applications." "But that's a couple of years away." "It's never to soon to think about you're future, Monu." "Understand?" "Yes, Bapa." "Is that ..." "Lipstick you're wearing?" "No, Baba." "Because you're to young for that sorta thing." "Yes, Baba." "I'm late." "Bye, Baba." "Monu ..." "Don't forget!" "Extra credit!" "Please, don't see me, please, don't see me." "Yeah, you know it." "Way to go, Olivia!" "One last reminder, to show a little school spirit this weekend..." "Hey, there you are!" "Hey, Scoot." "You scaraed me." "I've been lookin' all over for you." "So, the band and I, we're gona ditch this morning." "Head on over to Ray's and practice for the Halloween bash." "Wana come?" "Sure, I'd love..." "I can't." "What?" "Come on, Mo!" "We barely see each other as it is." "Maybe this saturday." "I'll tell my dad I got extra credit..." "No, you know I got Mudside Crush rehearsal all weekend." "Plus, soccer practice." "Come on, just this once." "For me." "Don't worry about Brenigen." "He's with the new girl." "Well, I think that Stella is still working through some angre issues about moving." "Yes, I can see that." "But I'm affraid that shirt is..." "What?" "Is there a dress code here?" "Well, no, but there is an unwritten line, and that shirt crosses it." "What about freedom of expresion?" "Do you have that here?" "Stella, just..." "Cover it for the day, ok?" "Stella, is it?" "I'm on a tight ship here." "I don't know how they did things back in Rhode Island, but my school, students respect the rules." "Written and unwritten." "Come on, come on." "Please, don't call my dad." "He doesn't even want me alone with the boy." "If he found out I skiped class with one, he'd never let me out of the house." "This is you're first infraction." "You are on the honor roll." "I won't call you're father." "Thanks you." "This time." "But if I ever catch you skipping class again..." "You won't." "I promise." "That's why the American revolution was so important." "Thanks you, Sharon." "Very nice." "All right." "Wendell, you're up." "We're waiting." "One second, sir." "I'm sorry." "I'm sorry." "This can't be happening." "Hi, I'm sorry to interrupt." "Wen, I have you're folder." "Check out Wen's mommy." "You must be Wendell's mother." "She's not my mom, ok?" "are you kidding me?" "!" "Look at her." "Are you stupid?" "So..." "Detention." "But, at least we'll be together, right?" "Right?" "No, he actually let me off with a warrning." "A warrning?" "Yeah." "You know, I got socer practise." "Some big game's coming up." "I just can't miss 'em." "But, I'll see you at lunch, ok?" "Yeah, sure." "All right." "Unbelievable." "What can I tell you, Jenny?" "That you put the same value on the art, as you do in sports." "You cut the music budget to zero." "You move my classroom down to the basement." "And for what?" "Some gimnasium?" "This is not some gimnasium." "Sports bring donors, donors bring money and money makes my school run." "You're school?" "Times are tough, Jenny." "Someone has to make a togh decisions around here and that someone is me." ""I'm nobody." "Who are you?" "Are you nobody too?"" "That would be a yes." "Here we go, hustle up!" "Move it, move it!" "Come on, lets make a move!" "Ray, cut it out, dude!" "Keep it goin', keep it goin'!" "Delgado, get with the program!" "See you later." "What'r you all doin'?" "Delgado, come on now!" "Right, guys, all set up for number two." "Come one, kids!" "Come on!" "Are you sure, that Tommy Degados brother?" "Yeah." "Delgado, you got to kick the ball." "Like this!" "That's it." "I don't wana play soccer," "I don't want you're abuse and I certainly don't want my brothers ball!" "I tihnk he did that on purpose, coach." "TurboBlast." "TurbBlast." "Welcome to our first assembly in our new gym, generously funded by our school sponsor, TurbBlast." "Drink of champions." "Yeah!" "You're man, Brenigen!" "Our assembly today, is about..." "Are you ready?" "Personal empowerment." "Hey." "Hey." "That's right, dig deep inside..." "Why don't you..." "Find another seat?" "Why don't you make me?" "Move it!" "Come on!" "What a freak!" "A student, who's willing to take risks, an empowered student." "And by empowerment I mean, going above and beyond." "You want empowered students?" "Now, I know it's all within you, and you know it is as well." "Then you're gona get it." "My shirt, my decision!" "Don't take you're school, take away you're rights!" "Be heard, use you're voice!" "Come one!" "He can't tell you what to wear, who to be!" "You can wear what you want!" "We can wear whatever we want!" "Come one!" "Sit down!" "I can wear my own t-shirt." "Wear whatever kind of shirt you want!" "Today, tommorow!" "You lost?" "Am, no..." "Detencion?" "Follow me." "What is this place?" "This is the underground." "Robotics club." "Hey, Alex, workin' hard?" "Shakespear society." "Chess club." "He hasn't found a partner he need." "Ballet." "One, two,..." "Math leads." "Art club." "Even the school newspaper." "Victori, you're doin' good?" "Anything that doesn't fit principle Brenigens mould, you'll find it down here." "Well, this is my stop." "AV club." "You're tellin' me Bernigen stuck you're clubs in the basement?" "Pretty much." "Unless you're wearing soccer jacket or a majorette, you're basically..." "Invisible." "See, you're catching on." "Detencion's at the end of the hall." "Good luck." "No, guys, you're doing this wrong." "There's a moment," "when stars aline" "and fates collide, creating that perfect union." "This, was that moment." "I'm gona give Bernigen a piece of my mind." "And while I do, I want you guys to start cleaning up or something." "She can't make us clean." "It's cruel and an unusual punishment." "Welcome to high school." "This school stinks." "Can you guys just do what miss Reznick asked and be quiet, ok?" "I'm not getting another detencion becaus of you people." "That was so cool!" "I'm so sorry, we just started to..." "We were just..." "Let me think." "I need to think." "You." "Yeah, I'm just gona sit down." "Olivia..." "Olivia, you have a beautiful voice." "You're band, it's a gift." "We're not a band." "We don't even know each other." "You were ment to play together." "It's destiny." "Come on, you don't have a moment like that and just ignore it." "People, they need to hear you." "That will show Brenigen." "That will show Brenigen." "That's it!" "Rising Star." "Rising..." "What?" "Rising Star." "It's a talent competition." "Winner get a record deal." "And some serious air time." "Just think, you guys." "You can show everyone around here, that sports isn' the only thing that matters." "So..." "What do you think?" "You in?" "Pass." "What?" "It's ridiculous." "Ok." "I really can't." "Between my AP classes and violin lessons." "Yeah, I've got..." "Stuff." "Stuff." "Ok, well then." "What about you, Olivia?" "I don't sing." "We just heard you sing." "Yeah, but that wasn't real, like, on a stage." "I can't do that." "Come one, sure you can." "Ne, trust me, it wouldn't be pretty." "The last time a preformed on stage, was my first grade recital." "Five minutes into Baa Baa Black Sheep, I threw up down Mikey Nichols back." "Yeaj, I remember that." "That was hilarious." "No, it was humiliating." "I'm sorry, I can't." "I guess, that counts me out, right?" "Can't really enter a competition with one man in a band." "I should think about solo career." "Which I'd be happy to consider." "Guys, Mudslide Crush are entering." "We wouldn't have a shot." "He's right." "There amazing." "Not that amazing." "Well, if we don't stand a chance against these Mudslide guys, the, why bother, right?" "Because, you said it yourself, you deserve to be heard." "Gramp?" "Hey, mom!" "Olivia, sweety..." "How's Nany doin'?" "She still hasn't eaten." "Nance, come here." "You need to eat." "Eat, old girl." "Come on!" "Look!" "Hey there, buddy." "We're goin' off for a ride." "Wana come?" "No, I don't like to ride." "Yes, you do." "No, I don't." "Come on, Wen." "Since when don't you like to ride you're horse?" "Come on, ladies." "We are goin' for a ride." "Charlie!" "So?" "How was soccer tryouts?" "Well..." "THey were..." "Great." "They were really great." "Why don't you come in now and hit the books." "You're never gona make it to Stanford, with you're brother, whacking away with these drumb every they, are you?" "Come on, start with you're math." "Dad!" "How can you eat that?" "Imagine how that poor fish felt." "Fish don't feel pain." "Just because you don't see agony, doesn't mean it's not there." "When did you become a vegetarian?" "Yeah, when did, this happen?" "Four months ago." "For a bunch of geniuses, you people don't pay very good attention." "Because is stupid, Stella." "Timmy!" "Sorry, I'm not out inventing biodegradable plastic, or making my own toys, or..." "Oh, yeah, curing cancer!" "We haven't cured it yet, honey." "Hello!" "I know that." "I may not be a genious, which is like, I don't know, a genetic abnormality in this familiy, but I can do thing too, you know!" "I could start a revolution." "That's nice, dear." "Good morning, MEZA High." "Yes, it's that time of year again." "You have to get out an vote, 'cus guess what." "Yes, I have been nominated, yet again, for school administrator of the year." "So let's keep that title, shall we." "If you vote today, pools are open all day long, there's extra cred involved." "Think it's about the bend?" "We talked about this." "It's not gona happen." "Sure it is." "I signed us up for Rising Star this morning." "Wha..." "Were not experienced enough." "Which is why I also signed us up for Halloween bash." "What?" "How'd you pull that off?" "It's amazing what principle would do, if he things he's "problem student"" "is channeling her energy into something productiv." "Stella, goffing around in detencion doesn't make us a band." "So will practise." "You have real drums, right?" "Yeah." "See." "I didn't even know that." "Ok, so what are we gona play?" "You could write songs." "Me?" "Yeah." "That one you did the other day, was pretty amazing." "That was nothing..." "I tihnk I'm gona be sick." "Wait, we can't play at the bash." "Mudside Crush is playing." "And we are opening for them." "I don't know about the rest of you guys, but I don't wana be some randome face in a year book." "Or kid, people wegely recall passing in the halls." "I wana be heard." "Wen and I are in?" "Who's with us?" "I'll give it a shot." "Really?" "Yeah?" "But only if everyon else agrees." "Just one practise." "If it works, great." "If not, I'm out." "Ok." "Come on, say you'll try." "Please." "It'll be fun." "Pretty, pretty please with suger on top!" "?" "Ok, ok, I'll do it." "Yes!" "It'll be great." "You know what?" "Heads, we do it." "Tails, we dont." "One of the conceptions about Lemonade Mouth, is that we were a nautral fit from the start." "Totally not true." "C'mon, Charlie!" "It's a simple four-four beat." "You'r not even trying." "Its B to B-flat, back to B then F sharp." "Ready?" "Ok, it's not working." "Well get it." "We just need to keep practising." "Also, maybe we need to go a little more hardcore." "That's it." "I'm out of here." "What?" "You're just gona stomp away?" "No, c'mon don't leave!" "In case you guys haven't realized, I'm classiclly trained." "On the violin." "I don't play whatever this is." "I'm out to." "What?" "!" "Guys!" "We can work this out." "Yeah, Wen's right." "Maybe if we take it from the top, one more time." "There quiting before we even started." "You're quitters." "Shut up, Stella." "Wait, Mo." "Mo!" "Please, wait!" "Olivia, did you really write that?" "Yes." "You guys!" "We are so winning a record deal!" "Bernigen took half my set for the Halloween bash." "What?" "Hey, what's up?" "I didn't think you were gona make it." "So, how did you get out of the house?" "I told my dad I had a study group." "What does Brenigen expect me to do, jump up and down." "Like a get to play half my set?" "No." "What's Ray talking about?" "It's nothin'." "C'mon, dont worry about it." "Just tell me." "Brenigen told us, we don't get a ful set, at the Halloween bash." "So..." "So, you know that new girls, Stella?" "I guess, she told Brenigen she has some band and that miss Reznick is in on it." "Miss Reznic is a relly talented musician." "Yeah, whatever..." "That's not the point." "The point is, this, so called band, has half our stage time." "It's nuts." "Do you know who else is in the bend?" "No." "Just a bunch of nobodys." "It's me." "What?" "I'm in the bend." "I play bass." "You're kidding, right?" "Ne." "Actually, were not bad." "I mean, we ment in detencion." "We're just opening for you." "Look, Mo, if you wanted to be in a band, that's great." "You could play back-up guitar for me, or something." "Come on, join a band just to take half our night from us?" "What's up with that?" "So, now it's you're night?" "Yeah." "My music is importent to me." "You know that." "Maybe my music is importent to me too." "I'm sure it is, it's just..." "Just think about it, ok?" "I really don't want this to come between us." "Me either..." "Good, good." "Now, I'll be back in a little bit, ok?" "I'm taking that bend down, one way or the other." "Ray!" "We're up, my man!" "Fine." "Let's to this thing." "Yeah!" "We're Midslide Crush, thank you for coming!" "What's going on?" "Mudslide Crush, there mad we cut there show short." "So?" "So, there the cool guys." "It's the pride of MEZA High." "And what are we?" "We are rash like, persistent." "Excellent." "After you." "I see everyone brought there official inrole badges." "Yeah" "Yeah." "We're subterranean, and we're proud." "Yeah!" "All righ, first order of bussines." "A band name." "We need one for the fliers." "Right." "What about Sould Groove?" "No." "Anarchis?" "No." "That's not so bad." "Anarchis..." "No." "No." "No, you're right, it' terrible." "I'm gona go get another limonade." "Look, guys, I got one." "Let me just find it." "Wen." "Wen?" "He's kidding, right?" "C'mon." "It's the whole, one name thing." "Like Bon Jovi." "Or Cher." "Back of the bash." "What kinde of band name is that?" "I love it." "No, this was on the door." "Good morning." "Over the weekend I was informed, there's gum, under the seats of the new bleachers in the gym." "This is a personal infront to me." "You haven't called me back." "Sorry, I've just been distracted." "I got band rehearsals, soccer practice..." "I mean, you know how it is, right?" "Ok, is that, what this is about?" "The bend?" "No, no." "You know, I got to go." "I'll call you, all right?" "Sure you will." "If a guy doesn't call for a few days, should a girls worry?" "Do guys do that?" "You're a guys, right?" "No, I mean, like you're my friend." "You're not like a guy guy." "Yeah, it's not really helping." "Am I interrupting?" "Thanks." "My favourite." "Could I have that back?" "You're the lead singer of that new band, right?" "Yeah." "Then why don't you just sing for us." "Show us what you got." "Could you just leave me alone!" "What's going on?" "We're just making small talk." "Ray, c'mon bro, just leave her alone." "You gona make me?" "You're being a creap, Ray." "So if you're not gona make me, then who's gona make me?" "Me." "That's who." "You?" "Yeah." "Yeah?" "Yeah." "Ok." "Can we talk this through." "No, we can't talk this through." "Wen?" "Wen." "Yeah?" "A little help here." "No, I'm a lover, not a fighter." "Perfect!" "Yeah..." "Make it quick!" "I have a better idea." "What?" "One second." "You think it's funny?" "It's not funny." "Sorry." "No, no." "Back off!" "Stop it!" "Break it up, here." "Break it up." "Step away from the puddle." "What is going on here?" "Principle Brenigen, I went to go TurboBlast, and they started threatening." "And the next thing you know it, lemonade mouth over here, spits all over me." "And that is how we got our band name." "Hey." "What are you doing here?" "Stella said I should come by, work on some songs with you." "Ok." "So..." "Righ, I'm sorry." "Come on in." "All right." "Thanks, gram." "So, you're Olivia's friend?" "That's right." "I'v never meet one of Olivia's friends before." "Gram!" "She was just kidding, about the whole friend thing." "She's meet a tone of my friends, like tons and tons." "Friends." "Of course." "You wana gear up?" "Yes." "All right." "Like, it would keep going." "Determinate?" "Yeah, it's like..." "Get determined." "Put on you're game face." "Ok, sorry, that is so not what determinate means." "That is an old cat." "Yeah..." "Yeah, she's really old." "Are you ok?" "Yeah." "Nancy was my momms." "So, she's kinda like, the last real thing from her, so..." "I'm sorry." "What about you're dad?" "He..." "Can we just work on the songs." "Yeah." "'Cus I have this one and I tihnk it's really good." "So..." "Here..." "Right..." "And then..." "I like when you smile." "Sorry." "No..." "Right..." "Yeah, we should..." "Basically, it just picks up a little bit." "We go through, like, this slow motion of the song, right?" "Well, this is it guys." "Our last rehearsal." "Guys, I can't believe the Halloween bash is tommorow nigh." "And the Rising Star in a few weeks." "You ok?" "Fine, fine." "Totally fine." "We're all nervous, Olivia." "Try, terrified." "Hey, c'mon you guys, we're gona be great." "In fact, I think I know just the thing to make us feel better." "Limonade." "I'd like to know what's happening to the lemonade machine in the basement." "There's a lemonade machine down there?" "Yeah, for now." "And I'd like to know, why it's being removed." "We were just wondering if it gona be replaced, or repaired." "You know, any information you have, we would really appreciat it." "Well, I'm sure it's just a mix up." "See?" "Just relax." "Oh, well..." "That machine should have been gone ages ago." "With the principle Brenigen's sponsorship deal." "Sponsorship?" "TurboBlast donated the gym and the score board and we have to get ride of any competing rig machines." "What?" "That's the stupidest thing i've ever heard." "I don't care for you're tone, young lady." "I suggest, if you have any more questions, you'll bring then to principle Brenigen yourself." "It's ok, relax." "Yeah, so like I was saying, Maureen, he said I was nice and he smiled at me." "we're not going down without a fight." "It's just a machine, Stella." "No, it's not." "It's more then that." "Afternoon, students." "Are we having a good day?" "Yeah." "Thank you, Fay." "Hey there, buddy." "You're home early." "Yeah, practise sorta got cancled." "What's all this?" "Sydney's stuff." "What's it doing here?" "Look, I know this has been tough for you." "Mom leaving, me moving on..." "But whatever issues you're having with Sydney, we have to figure them out because, she makes me happy, Wen." "Yeah..." "And I've asked her to marry me." "Wen..." "Here you go." "Thank you." "Hey, Mo." "What's up with you?" "Nothin'." "Have you seen the new weith room?" "What?" "Ok, you got to check it out." "It's really great." "So, how's that whole band thing workin' out?" "Yeah, it's great." "Can you tell I've been workin' out?" "Seriously, I don't have time for you're games." "Hey, Mo." "You know Jules, right?" "No, wait, Mo." "Let her go." "She's made her choice." "Hey, good luck tonight." "She promised, she'd be here." "Maybe she's got held up." "We're on in ten minutes." "Guys," "I can't find her anywhere." "I don't have time." "Those Mudslide jerks wrecked my sound check." "I'm tellin' you, It's sabotage." "I doesn't matter." "We can't go on without a lead singer." "Who, Olivia?" "She ran through here a couple minutes ago." "What?" "That way." "Looked like she's gona hurl." "So, I tihnk those Lemonades are bailing on you, Mr. B." "Is that right?" "Yeah." "We got two sets ready." "We can go on." "Wait one second." "Jenny!" "Do I need to be worried?" "Oh, no, they'll be fine." "They'll be ready." "Look at that costume over there." "You in here, Olivia?" "Olivia!" "Sorry, Janet." "Down here." "We're comin' in!" "It's the girls bathroom." "How you feelin', Olivia?" "I'm great, super." "That's my girls!" "But it probably not the best idea for me actually to go out there." "You know, physicaly." "We've got pluming." "Maybe next door." "Olivia, we've rehearst there song a million times." "We've put everything we have in these songs." "I'm scared." "Look, we're all scared." "We have like six minutes." "What are we gona do?" "I don't know." "What's that?" "Cool, right?" "Olivia?" "We believe in you, ok?" "I believe in you." "I'm ready." "Yes!" "Hey, nice costumes!" "Oh, you're not wearing any?" "C'mon, quit it." "What did he say?" "That's so cool." "Be quiet!" "Looks like, we've got some competition at Rising Star, man." "There not that good." "There great." "Well, we're Lemonade Mouth." "And now, a few words from our lead guitarist Stella Yamada." "Everybody, we want you to pass this bac, so hurry up!" "We'd like to shead some shead some light on resent changes that effects us all." "We'd like to talk about..." "Lemonade." "Now the Mel's Lemonade machine in the basement is scheduled for removal to help pay for this gymnasium." "It's about this school, that's treating certain people like they matter more then others." "Like funding for sports is more important then music program." "Or school newspaper, or anyone of us." "Did you know about this?" "We all deserve to be treated like we matter." "Because, ladies and gentleman, we do matter." "It's good we're tailing you this." "Wen, what are you doing?" "Fight for what we believe in!" "Listen to me!" "...but we are one!" "Are you ready?" "Well, well, well..." "That was quite a show you all put on at the Halloween bash." "You're very talented." "But, just for you're information, a high school dance is not a place for a political tirade." "Yeah..." "What you did friday night was completely..." "Completely disruptive." "And you..." "You promised, there won't be any funny bussines." "But it wasn't funny." "We just spoke our minds." "Principle Brenigen, you shot us down." "Yes, I shot you down, because the decisions I make, are for the good of this school." "And with that good in mind," "Lemonade Mouth is finished." "You will not use the music room, you will not use the instruments." "If I hear so much as a "hmm", coming from the locker room showers," "I will suspend you." "Understood?" "Good." "Dismissed." "What's this?" "It's you." "You're show." "Listen, a bunch of kids been asking, if they can buy them." "I hope you don't mind, but already sold five copies, ten bucks a pop." "I figure, you know, Av club get 30% and you get the rest." "Deal?" "Yeah." "Excelent." ""This year Halloween bash will best be rememberd for the powerfull performances by surprised stand out Lemonade Mouth."" ""A champion for students, sideline by the highschool privilege an elite."" "Can you believe it?" "Our first review." "And last, apparently." "I think they like us." "I'm not sure it's us they like, Charlie." "What do you mean?" "C'mon, bro!" "Nevermind." "Lemonade Mouth!" "Hi." "Hi, Olivia." "Hi." "Sorry, Alex." "Hi." "Stella." "Come here." "I though I made myself clear." "This Lemonade bussines is over." "It wasn't us." "You're playing a dangerous game, miss." "We had nothing to with it." "And you're gona lose." "Hector, it is not a pinata." "Don't poke it." "Hit it." "Take it down." "What would you say..." "If we told you, we could play again?" "I'd say you're nuts." "Brenigan is never gona change his mind." "We're not talking about at school." "We're talking about here." "Here?" "Look..." "I have Dante our CD and he loved it." "And he said, we could start playing here." "See, principle Brenigan, he can tell we can't play in school, but he can't tell us not to play here." "And it can become a regular gig." "Wait, a regular gig." "A barely made through the first one." "Guys, my parent already think I'm at soccer practise every afternoon." "There's no way I can pul this off." "Me eather." "Scott eats here and I'm pretty much planning not seeing him again for the rest of my life." "Guys, we mean something to people." "Lemonade Mouth is there voice." "It's like, were at the center of the movement here." "Maybe if..." "Guys, good luck with you're movement, but..." "I got homework to do." "Mo!" "Let's go." "Mo, you ok?" "No way!" "It's beautiful." "Look at us up there." "Maybe we do matter." "Of course we do." "Before we knew it, we were playing at Danes Pizzeria, every Thursday nigh." "We were ready for Rising Star." "We were ready to be heard." "Lemonade Mouth was officialy sensation." "And five strangers were suddenly much, much more." "We were friends." "Would you listen to my demo?" "What's up, guys." "Anyone seen Olivian today?" "I haven't seen her all day." "Ne?" "You ok?" "Yeah..." "You came." "We all did." "Hey." "Hey, Olivia." "I'm really sorry about Nancy." "Yeah, me too." "Hey, it's nice out here." "Yeah." "Sometimes I like to look up and see that shapes I can find." "You know, in the clouds." "It's a giant old lady with a scurt and an umbrella." "There's a flower and a vaze." "Oh, I see a hand." "Naa, you're way off." "It's a alien pushing a baby carriage." "All I see is a blob." "Sometimes I think I'm too stupid, to be in my family." "Like I'm just some big let-down." "No wonder my mom ignores me." "I wish my dad would ignore me." "I'm never gona life up to this idea, he has with his perfect indian daughter, you know." "Try living up to a perfect brother." "I'd take perfect brother any day, over my dad's rediciculos girlfriend." "My dad's in prison." "I just..." "I'm to humiliated to talk to him or about him and..." "I mean, he writes, but I don't write back." "I don't know what to say." "He's made some really bad decisions, since my mom died." "I still love him, but he's..." "He's a stranger now." "Which is why, I'm so glad to have this, you know..." "You're friendship." "Ok..." "Hey." "Come on, Mo!" "Can we, please, just talk?" "We don't have anything to talk about, Scott, not anymore." "I tihnk we do." "Lokk, Mo, I made a mistake." "Look, Mo..." "I still have feeling for you." "What about Jules?" "Come one, we're just friends." "That's all." "The thing is, Scott," "I'm not the same girl I was two moths ago." "Not anymore, I'm trying to be something that I'm not, you know." "Not for anyone." "Me, my music, were a package deal now." "I know, I get that now." "I do." "And I'm sorry, Mo." "I am." "Just..." "Can you forgive me?" "Od course I can." "But it doesn't change anything between us." "Ok?" "It's gona take a lot more, then sorry, to fix this." "C'mon, Mo." "Just wait!" "Te band was..." "Was originally caled Wen." "I know, but after months and moths of arguing..." "And debating..." "Wen!" "Do you knock?" "Yes." "No." "Just c'mon." "You got to hear this." "Listen, you're song." "It's you." "What?" "Yes!" "What?" "Were on the radio." "That's incredible!" "What's going on here?" "We're on the radio!" "Hello!" "Turn on the WRIZ now!" "Gam, there playing our song!" "On the radio!" "There playing our song!" "Really!" "The radio sponsor for RasingStar heard our demo and put it on the air." "It was a dream come true." "For all of us." "But, just when the future looked brightest for Lemonade Mouth..." "Everythingstarted to fall apart." "Mo, you sure you're ok?" "Yeah, I tihnk it's just allergies." "Losers!" "I'm gona take you down at Rising Star tommorow." "Just ignore 'em." "Hey, good evening, ladies and gentlemen!" "May I introduce Loser Mou..." "Give me the mic!" "No." "Hey!" "Calm down!" "Yes!" "Ray is such a jerk" "He got what he wanted, didn't he." "Dante's not gona let us play there, that's for sure." "You sure, you're ok?" "Yeah, I'm fine." "Just a little tired, that's all." "Wait, Mo." "There's something I need to tell you." "For a long time I wanted to tell you, just, you're with Scott, and then we became friends..." "I like you, Mo." "There, I said it." "We're just friends, Charlie." "Good friends, that's all." "Fine." "Charlie, please..." "You know what?" ""Be heard", it's a stupid song." "What?" "I'm never singing it again." "Charlie, don't go!" "It's time to come in, Monu!" "You are too young for boys." "Charlie is just a friend, Baba." "I didn't come to this country and made the sacrifices" "I made, just so you can throw it all away on boys." "And rock bands." "Charlie is just a friend, ok?" "And the band..." "It's nothing, it's just a bit of fun, that's all." "What's going on?" "Baba doesn't thrust me." "We do thrust you, Monu." "Do you?" "That's what I thought." "Mohini." "Hey..." "You're burning up." "Let's get you to bed." "Little to the right." "No, left." "There, good." "Thanks for helping." "Anything for Sidney." "You got it." "Wen..." "Yeah?" "I've been meaning to ask you." "Would you be my best man?" "You're what?" "Wen, you ok?" "Let me see." "Mo has a 102 fewer, Charlie has 3 broken fingers." "Tommorow's gona be a disaster." "Well, we'll just call 'em back out." "No." "Back out of Rising Star after everything we've been through." "You ok?" "Yeah..." "I get a blured vision, sometimes." "What do you mean?" "Doctor said be gona in a couple of days." "What happened?" "Sydney." "Sydney did it?" "Well, Sydney picture." "I was helpin my dad hang it up, then he asked me to be his best man." "Wen, that's great news." "No, ok, that's terrible news." "Just because Sydney wormed herself in my family, that doesn't mean I have to be happy about it." "You're ridiculous." "Wen, wait, were are you going?" "We have to talk about tommorow." "What's to talk about?" "We can't play, so we're out." "You know, maybe..." "Maybe this is a sign." "Maybe it's time to call it quits." "What, so you just wana give up?" "Would you just be happy, that you're off the hook and you have to go on stage anymore." "No, no." "This is not Lemonade Mouth, it's about you not appreciating what you have." "You have a family." "You're dad, you're sister, Sydney..." "I don't even remember my mom, I haven't talked to my dad in years and you have the nerv to feel sorry for yourself." "Ok, no, fine, give up." "See if I care." "I didn't even want to be in this band in the first place." "Then why did you do it?" "For you, you jerk." "I did it for you." "Hey, it's me." "We have an emergency." "I'm right in fron of the school." "Yeah." "Hurry." "Anyone know, why this is about?" "Where is she?" "What happened to you're voice?" "There she is." "What happened?" "Did you all get hit by a bus or something?" "Look who's talking." "What's going on, Stella?" "Yeah, what are you doing?" "I'm protesting the removal of our Mel's Lemonade machine." "You're kidding me, right." "In this weather?" "Ok kid, enough playing around." "I got three more pick-ups today." "It's gona rain." "Let's get out of here." "Are you really willing to support the rain of tirany and oppression of the powerful over the voiceless?" "You move, or I love you." "It's you're choice, kid." "I'm not moving until you put our lemonade machine back." "Have it you're way." "Fine." "No!" "Put her down!" "Needless to say, that day was a bit of a low for the band." "So much for Rising Star." "We can't skip it." "Well, we can't play." "It's over." "Wen's right." "We lose." "So, we lose." "So what?" "Lemonade Mouth is bigger then a competition." "We did it to be heard." "For our fans, for ourselfs." "For our friendship." "Thank you." "Guys, we can't give up." "Olivia, this isn't just humiliating ourself on a high school level." "Look, we're not doing it." "Agreed." "In case you haven't noticed, Stella." "We're in a holding cell." "Ok, and you're the only one to blame." "Me?" "Yeah, you." "It's pretty much all you're fault, Stella." "We didn't actually get arested." "We're waiting for or parents to pick us up." "Great, our parent." "Guys, can you please stop fighting." "Are we in?" "This is crazy." "Watch my eye." "Sorry." "Darling..." "When I said, get out of the house, this isn't what I ment." "My sweetheart." "Wen, your dad, he's stuck at work." "He's on his way." "I just thought and come..." "Thanks, for coming." "Absolutely." "I know, look, you're disapointed..." "I don't want to talk about it." "Let's go." "No, Baba." "Please!" "I need to say this." "Look, I'm never gona be this perfect indian daughter you want me to be." "I'm never gona be just a regular american teenager." "I guess, I don't know what I am." "Maybe, a little bit of both." "What I'm trying to say is..." "I'm finding my way." "And yeah, I'll make mistakes, but..." "I deserve for you to just let me be me." "Could you, at least, try, Baba?" "But u'r still in trouble." "I know." "Here we go..." "Tommy?" "You're lucky, I picked up the phone, instead you're mom." "Tell me about it!" "Here's the thing, Charlie..." "You wana play music, you need to stand up to mom and dad and tell them that." "Tell them soccer isn't for you." "That you wana go to music school, not Stanford." "It easy for you to say." "They think everything you do is perfect." "Yeah, well, there not thinkin' that for long." "My grades this semester, not so hot." "So much for that perfect thing, huh." "Here's an idea." "What do you say we go tell mom and dad, together?" "Yeah, I know." "Im grounded for life." "You got off with a warrning." "Let's just leave it at that." "Do you know, what I see, when I look at you, Stella?" "I see the most determined, focused girl, I've ever known." "I mean..." "Look at what you've done." "You started a band." "You stood up for what you believed in." "I'm sorry, that I've been so distracted lately." "But, Stell," "I couldn't be any prouder of what I see." "Really?" "Thanks, mom." "Let's get out of here." "K." "Hey..." "You wana come see our revolution?" "We were planing on it." "We?" "You guys!" "Ladies and gentlemen, Raising Star presents Mudslide Crush." "They really are..." "Very, very good." "Top that." "Oh, we will." "Thrust me." "Good luck." "Thanks." "Ladies and gentlemen, Lemonade Mouth!" "I'm so sorry." "In the bag." "Please, you can do this." "I can't." "Olivia." "Ok, where are you going?" "They need help, man." "No." "You do that and you'r out of the band, for good." "Then, I guess, you know, I'll find another band." "Don't walk away from me." "Bravo!" "We didn't win Rising Star, but we won something bigger that night." "Hey." "Hey." "Thank you, for helping us out." "Is the least I could do." "So, this package deal, you we're talking about..." "You and you're music." "Yeah?" "Sound pretty good." "And if you give me a chance," "I'd really like to get to know this Mohini." "Yeah." "Yeah?" "I'd like that." "Hey, Charlie." "Hey." "Hey." "Hey." "Hey." "What's up?" "I brought you something." "Oh, my goddness!" "Little kitty." "Where did you get her?" "One of Sydney old room-mates found a whole litter, and i though of you." "She's adorable." "Hi." "You we're right, you know?" "About Sydney..." "She may not be my mom, but she definitely cares." "It's not perfect, but it's ok." "Perfect, Wen, way overrated." "Come here." "In life and in music, things have a funny way to turn out, exactly the way there suppose to." "That's my band made up there." "And that's my old collage buddy." "Seem, you and me are practically best friends already." "You know, I used to be in a band too." "Really?" "Yeah." "Played bass." "What do you do now?" "Now I own an organic lemonade company." "Thing is going game busters." "People just can't get enough." "Mel?" "Yeah." "Let me ask you something, Mel." "Sometimes, risking it all to have you're voice heard, pays off in ways you never imagined." "Mel understood this and way more then happy to help us build a place where all our voices could be heard." "Outside of the basement." "Congratulations, misses Reznick!" "All right, let us open up our music hall!" "One second, Jenny." "Why are we stoping?" "Ok." "We are open!" "Yeah!" "Who would have though?" "Stella" "Stella, did all of this." "Hey, you guys, cheers!" "Cheers!" "Cheers." "To music!" "To music." "You know, she's actually make a very good principle one day." "What?" "I used to be a rebel myself, back in a day." "Really?" "Yeah." "Stanley!" "Lemonade Mouth!" "And that, dad, is how Lemonade Mouth came to be." "Can't wait to tell you the rest in person." "I really miss you, dad." "Love, Olivia." "Oh, I almost forgot, dad." "You're never gona believe, where we're playing next week." "I just hope, our new guitar player can keep up." "STAY TUNED" "Translation:" "Vayger :)" "In five, foure, three, two,..." "Welcome to The Music Scene." "I'm Moxie Morris, you're host for all thing musical." "And do we have a treat for you tonight." "Here in the studio we have Lemonade Mouth." "Let's give it up!" "So, eight months ago you were all just normal high school students and now here you are, at the top of the charts." "How did you get here?" "Nobody?" "We're just..." "Saving that for the movie." "Come on, tell me little bit about how life has changed!" "I mean, Charlie, you're America's new heartthrob." "Charlie..." "Is there anyone special in you're life?" "Charlie!" "No." "None special." "Not yet, anyway." "Well, speaking about somone special Scott and Mohini, how is you're relationship holding up, under all this new pressure." "Relationship?" "Mohini, what relationship?" "We talked about this, Baba..." "We didn't talk about relationship." "Actually, it's not Mo, it's me." "What?" "I have no idead, what she's talking about." "No, no." "I mean, me and Wen." "We've been dating-ish, I guess." "Haven't..." "I mean, we have." "Haven't we?" "I tihnk we have, haven't we..." "Or not." "It's ok." "Or not." "No, no, yeah." "We..." "She's my girl." "Look's like love is in blum, for Lemonade Mouth." "Ok, here's the deal, Moxie!" "Life for us, it's different, but it's still the same." "I mean, the stage is bigger and the crowd is way louder, but, every night we get out there, we know where we belong." "And were is that?" "Together, making music we love." "Now, if you don't mind, we'd really love to play our new song." "Ladies and gentlemen, what a treat, here with there new song High Wire, Lemonade Mouth!" "Ladies and gentlemen, once again, give it up for Lemonade Mouth!" "This is why there number one!" "Thank you so much for coming on the show." "Bye!" " Neprevedeni podnapis " " Neprevedeni podnapis "