Transcript for Chapter 3A
Opens with a shot inside the convention center where the Bouquet auditions are taking place. A crowd of people mill around, composed mainly of cute girls and their families. Banners hang from the ceiling; they say "Bouquet Auditions" and feature the current members of Bouquet in concert outfits.
Through the crowd we see Jade sitting by herself on the floor against a wall. She has one shoe off and she's drawing a little monster on it with her Sharpie marker.
Justice comes walking through with a purpose. He looks over as he passes by and notices Jade. He stops abruptly and faces her.
Justice: There you are.
He squats in front of her, but she turns her face and won't look him in the eye.
Justice: I've been looking for you all day.
Jade: What a coincidence. That's exactly how long I've been hiding from you.
Justice sits beside her on the floor, but she scoots away a little. He looks offended.
Justice: I was starting to think you weren't coming back. So, did you think about it.
Jade still isn't looking at him. She seems depressed.
Suddenly, Jade turns to him angrily.
Jade: And I hate you for putting this off on me.
Justice: I'm not trying to manipulate you, Jade. It's just...it is what it is. Before I saw you, Amber would never have had a chance. Now it feels inevitable.
Jade glares at him.
Jade: I'm going to do this, but let's get one thing very clear.
She points at him.
Jade: I'm definitely not doing it to make you happy.
Justice: Okay, we're clear.
Jade's face shows rigid determination and anger. Justice stares back, with equal seriousness and determination. But then, suddenly, he grins at her. He gets to his feet and offers her a hand.
Justice: Here, let me help you up.
Jade gives him her hand, but he grabs her around the wrist and takes off, pulling her behind. His congenial smile is gone; now he only looks determined. Jade is shocked. She's still holding her shoe in one hand as he pulls her by the other.
Jade: Hey, where are we going?
Justice looks back at her but doesn't slow down.
Justice: Are you kidding? It's three oc'clock. Round Two's over at five. Do you have any idea how much hell is going to break loose around here one the girls are gone?
He reads from his clipboard as they run.
Justice: We cut twelve hundred down to four hundred last night, and tonight we're going to cut them again to eighty.
He pulls her through a pair of doors and into a back service hallway.
Justice: Now we have to get you cleaned up so you can do yesterday's Round One in time to audition with the last group today.
Jade looks confused.
Jade: Cleaned up? I took a shower this morning...
Suddenly, the full meaning of what Justice said hits Jade. She's horrified.
Jade: Wait a minute, what do you mean, audition?
Justice: You have to audition. What, did you think we were just going to stick you in there?
Jade: Well, yeah. The way you keep saying how much you want me...
Justice pulls Jade around a corner.
Justice: I do want you, and Harrison likes you, but he can't make a final decision until he sees you in action. Just like everyone else. A great face in a photo can be underwhelming in person. And what if you can't sing? Can't dance?
Jade yells at him.
Jade: I can't dance!
He pulls her through heavy double doors.
Justice: Also, this company has a lot of integrity. And I guarantee that people have seen the two of us talking. It's not going to look so good if I'm chatting up some random girl by the food trucks, and next thing you know she's a flower.
He keeps pulling. Jade follows behind, annoyed.
Justice: And even if none of that other stuff mattered, we still have the show to think about. America gets to watch the audition process, and it would look pretty weird if you were never a part of it.
Jade: Let me get this straight. You're telling me I have to let the whole country watch me fight to get into a group I don't even want to join in the first place? What am I going to have to do?
Justice looks back at her, smiling.
Justice: Take some pictures. Sing a couple songs. Nothing everyone else isn't doing.
Jade: But what am I supposed to sing?
They hurry through the hall and pass a door labeled "Makeup."
Jade: I don't know any Bouquet songs-
Justice comes to a halt and Jade runs into his back with an "oof." Justice looks back at her; she's panting, trying to catch her breath. Justice grins a little suggestively.
Justice: Come on, Jade. Everyone knows a Bouquet song.