Camp Rock 3 (2026)

[bunniefuu]

[slow instrumental music playing]

["Brand New Day" by Demi Lovato playing]

I'm gonna run so fast

till I can't breathe

I can't breathe

-Come along and follow me

-Follow me

Let's make some noise

Like we never did before

It's a brand new day

Don't you see me

-Hey, come on, man.

-Sorry, sorry.

On my way

So completely

This time I'm gonna sing

and you're gonna hear it

This time I'm gonna show you

that I got the spirit

[over speakers] It's a brand new day

And I'm feelin' good

Oh, my God! Look, look,

there's the cabins.

And there's a stage over there. [chuckles]

We're here!

Finally.

I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be.

[chuckles] Mom, Dad.

Literally all of our favorite artists

spent their summers here.

I mean, Camp Rock is basically

a historical landmark.

Thank you so much.

Well, we're just glad you two

get to spend more time together.

Mmm.

Sage, stop.

[Sage] Desi, come on.

How are you not geeking out right now?

I mean, this has been

our dream for, like, ever.

Is this how it's gonna be all of summer?

I mean, you barely even talking to me?

Well, I figured that's how you'd want it,

since you broke up the band.

Look, I know you

and you're just as excited as I am

whether you admit it or not.

[upbeat rock music playing]

Cliff, son. Remember what we worked on.

Self-control in group settings, okay?

[imitating Yoda] "Control myself, I must!

For in restraint true strength lies."

-Is that Yoda?

-Yeah.

[upbeat rock music continues]

Um, Rosie, darling,

are-are we absolutely sure about this?

You said I could come to Camp Rock

if I brought my cello.

[sighs]

Hey, guys. I'm Desi.

[playing rock music]

Sick.

-Hey.

-Hey.

Looks like we're bunkmates.

-I'm Sage.

-I'm Rosie.

I called bottom bunk,

but the top bunk is all yours.

Could we discuss that? Actually, I'd love

the bottom bunk if possible.

Sometimes I wake up and check on my cello,

you know, like people do

with their babies.

Huh.

Uh, you know what?

On second look, I might actually be able

to fit it up there with me, so...

No, no, no, no, no. No, it's okay.

I would never separate a girl from

her emotional support cello.

Trust me, I get it.

Look who came to camp with me.

-[Sage laughs]

-Thanks.

[drums beating in distance]

-[crowd chanting] Camp Rock!

-It can't be.

Camp Rock!

[chuckles]

Camp Rock!

[Sage] I can't believe

they still do this here.

-I thought it was a myth.

-Oh, yeah.

Every year. Oh, I'm Callie Banks. Bunk 9G.

-No way, me too. I'm Sage.

-[crowd] Camp Rock!

So we just got done watching

the Camp Rock stomp.

Oh, my God, Maddie! We love you!

Maddie!

[Maddie] Hey.

-Wait, is that...

-"thatBaddieMaddie'09!"?

She has, like, a cabillion followers.

She thinks she runs this place.

Okay, let's dance.

Yeah. Can you take this?

This too.

She brought her backup dancers?

Maddie's Baddies?

[upbeat music playing]

She must be the best dancer here.

Girl, not if I have

anything to say about it.

Okay.

[Sage chuckles]

[music continues]

[crowd cheering]

It's been a long and crazy road

but it led us back to home

What didn't k*ll us

Only made us stronger

We've been around the world and back

Lots of stories to unpack

Wanna hear 'em

You can come on over

Come over, come over

If you can hear it

you can come on over

On a long and crazy road

-But it led us back to home

-[grunts]

-Dude!

-What?

-You keep crossing me.

-[Lark] Cut!

[bell ringing]

So, so great, guys.

Yeah, loved when you all gave up at once.

Let's take ten!

No, you've gotta be kidding me.

[upbeat music playing]

Hey, Lark.

[sighs] Hi, Shane. Hi.

You good? You seem, um,

more overly caffeinated than normal.

I'm fine. The tour is fine,

everything's fine.

[inhales] Okay, fine.

Girl Vibe is no longer available.

-Our opening act quit?

-They didn't quit, they broke up.

-They said their vibe was off.

-The vibe was off?

Jason and Nate are barely speaking

and they're here.

-[both] Yeah.

-We need to figure this out

or we're in serious trouble.

Okay, I'll just find us a new opening act.

No, you found Girl Vibe

and we saw how that turned out.

Yeah.

We'll handle the opening act

this time, okay?

Somebody had to do it.

You were out there being

Mr. Bigshot movie star

and Jason was in dad mode.

What? I am fully prepared

to rock all the time.

Hard to rock with a baby

strapped to your chest, okay?

-She knows how to rock.

-And you,

by the way, do you even know

the words to this song?

Why are you always wearing stripes

when I'm wearing stripes?

I'm not wearing stripes

all the time. This is a one time...

Enough!

We are about to begin a sold out

national tour called Reconnected.

It's gonna blow up in our faces when

you're this disconnected.

First things first,

you guys need to find a new opening act.

I think I know just the place.

[upbeat music playing]

Welcome to Camp Rock!

[all cheering]

Let me ask you something.

Who's ready for the best summer ever?

[all continue cheering]

I'm Connie Torres, camp director.

And yes, Mitchie's Mom.

This camp changed Mitchie's life.

And now I run it, which means I get

a chance to watch it change yours.

[crowd cheering]

Couple quick rules, most important...

no phones.

-[all groan]

-I know, I know.

But Camp Rock is better face to face

than screen to screen.

Trust me.

-[scoffs]

-You know, when I look out at all of you,

all I can think about is all the talent

that has come through Camp Rock.

Legends are made here.

And I know that this summer

will be no different!

[all cheering]

-[engine revving]

-[gasps]

[upbeat music playing]

[chattering indistinctly]

And speaking of Camp Rock legends,

let's welcome back Connect 3!

[all cheering]

-Are you kidding?

-What?

It's Shane Gray, it's Shane Gray.

-[upbeat music playing]

-What's up Camp rock?

[cheering continues]

-Hello, campers.

-How's it going, campers?

Hi!

Good to see you.

[Connie] Here you go.

Camp Rock.

Man, I've missed this place.

Yeah, it is so good to be back.

[crowd cheering]

All right, let's get into

why we're here, shall we?

We have a big year ahead.

Thirty cities, sold out tour.

Crowd so loud,

you can't hear yourself think.

The only thing missing...

someone to open for us.

Ah, but not just any opener.

Someone reliable,

who won't change the set list

five minutes before showtime.

[chuckles politely]

Somebody who shows up on time.

Who doesn't need three assistants

to tune one guitar.

Someone who won't fall asleep

at rehearsals

because bedtime at home is now 8:30.

Wow, you're really doing this?

Anyway, we figured, why not come here

and find our opening act

right here, right now.

[camper] Yeah!

[Shane] All right, here's the deal.

Over the next two weeks,

there's going to be three challenges.

You get through those,

you get a shot at the Final Jam.

You will be performing

an original song written by you.

It's your chance to show us

exactly who you are.

And we're gonna be in the crowd to choose

our next tour mate.

So, no pressure,

just the chance of a lifetime

and eternal bragging rights

that you opened for Connect 3.

[cheering]

Oh, my Gosh.

[Jason] Until then, you'll be

in the very capable hands

of our tour manager, Lark.

I am so getting a raise for this.

All right, Camp Rock.

Who's ready to open for Connect 3?

[all cheering]

[upbeat music playing]

Oh

I was born with fire in my veins

Adrenaline's been screaming my name

And it's my time to shine

I've got my moves down

head up, hitting my mark

Face front, straight back

know it by heart

And my eye's on the prize

Tour bus, flashing lights

save me a spot

Billboards, center stage ready or not

'Cause I know

I could be one in a million

One shot this is the moment

One chance

I'm gonna show them

Dream so close that I can touch it

One beat away

and I'm ready to crush it

One break not gonna slow down

Someday is happening right now

Dream so close

I almost got it

One beat away and I'm ready to rock it

[siren chirps]

[music continues]

[exhales]

Heartbeat racing loud in my chest

Whispers feed the fear in my head

But I'm not backing down

Got my my game face

Deep breath

Keeping my cool

Straight lines, sharp turns

No other rules

I'm going to wear this crown

Sound check, limousine

Name on the door

Headline, VIPs

Screaming for more

'Cause I know I can be

one in a million

One shot

This is the moment

One chance

I'm gonna show them

Dream so close that I can touch it

One beat away

and I'm ready to crush it

One break

Not gonna slow down

'Cause someday is happening right now

Dream so close

I almost got it

One beat away and I'm ready to rock it

One shot

One chance

One beat away

One beat away

I want the spotlight

to shine in my eye

I wanna kick back and go with the vibe

One last dance and a stage

Making new beats

and new friends on the way

Right here is where I belong

One shot

This is the moment

One chance

I'm gonna show them

Dream so close that I can touch it

One beat away

and I'm ready to crush it

One break

Not gonna slow down

[chorus] Someday is happening

Right now

No, no, no

Dream so close

I almost got it

One beat away and I'm ready to rock it

[both grunt]

[mellow guitar music playing]

[Connie] You must be Fletch Robinson?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm sorry I'm late.

Welcome to Camp Rock.

You, sir, know how to make an entrance.

This way.

[chattering indistinctly]

The older bunk was already full

when your cousin called.

-I'm fine wherever.

-Okay, good, good.

Because this bunk

is the one that's available.

[murmuring]

Boys, this is Fletch.

Fill him in on what he missed, okay?

All right.

Is it true you came

in a cop car from jail?

Fletch go fetch

Fletch I bet you wanna play catch

Fletcha, Fletch! Fletch, catch this!

I'm Cliff.

[sighs]

[gasping]

Relax.

If I wanted to hurt you...

I'd wait till lights out.

One shot

This is the moment

One chance

I'm gonna show them

Dreams so close

I almost got it

One beat away

And I'm ready to rock it

-Yes! Sing it, girl!

-[gasps] Oh.

No, that wasn't singing,

that was, um, vowel support.

A technical exercise

like scales or Pilates.

It sounded like singing to me.

Impossible. I come from a long line

of classical musicians.

My parents forbid me from indulging in

recreational melody.

It leads to...

-[whispers] ...jazz.

-Call it what you want,

but it sounded good.

And I look forward to competing against

your vocal Pilates.

[chuckles] No, I am not competing.

Um, I'm a cello player.

I'm like the Wi-Fi,

essential but unnoticed.

Well, log in, girl.

I mean, I still plan on winning,

but it's not a real competition without

some real competition.

Me?

Singing?

I don't know. It just feels

so front and center.

You know, with a cello,

you're the foundation,

the candlestick supporting the flame.

To actually be the flame?

-I could never.

-I mean, you do you.

But news flash, this is Camp Rock.

Around here, even the candlesticks sing.

We talk the talk

We're the kids of Camp Rock

We walk the walk

We talk the talk

We're the kids of Camp Rock

[all] Whoo!

-You lose something?

-Yeah.

Yeah. Uh... Uh... Uh...

Drumsticks! The guys thought

it'd be hilarious

to chuck 'em on the roof.

[sighs] Message received.

-[thumps]

-[rattling]

-Thanks.

-[drumsticks clatter]

[whispers] Yeah.

Bounce to the beat

Bounce, bounce to the beat

Bounce to the beat...

Yo, that's been in my head

since breakfast. Do you ever get that?

Yeah, actually, I do.

Well, I'm gonna use it,

write the whole song,

perform it, win, tour.

Boom!

New life.

Good luck with that, buddy.

Buddy?

Should we harmonize later,

or is it too soon?

[scoffs]

Okay, so, you know that girl Rosie?

The goddess with the cello?

She says that for safety issues,

she avoids all cliffs.

But that's just her way

of saying that she likes me.

What's your take?

[upbeat music playing]

[Connie] Come in.

[upbeat music stops]

-Hi. Rosie, right?

-[Rosie] Hi.

Yes. I'd like to revise my workshop

registration, please.

Let's see. "Hard Rock Basics,

Songwriting, Center Stage 101."

Wow.

These are some adventurous choices.

You go, girl.

Consider your registration

-revised.

-[pen swishes]

Thank you very much.

[Connie chuckles lightly]

[Sage] Callie, I'm so excited

for this competition.

[chuckles] I have lots to do today.

But I still can't believe

you're not competing.

Look, I know my strengths.

I could carry a tune but dance...

[exhales] ...that's my real voice.

But Lark asked me to be her assistant.

I mean, what's the first challenge?

Sing Connect 3's biggest hit

and make it our own.

We get to show Lark who we are as artists.

[chuckles softly]

[upbeat music playing]

Oh, practice rooms are open. Gotta go.

Okay, you got this.

[exhales]

Five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four,

and five, six, seven, eight,

and one, two, three,

four, five, six, seven, eight, one...

Hey.

[scoffs]

Not to be the practice room police,

but there's a 30-minute limit.

Don't even worry about it, girl.

[chuckles softly] Okay.

Thing is, she's next for the room

and then he's next after that.

So if I were you,

I'd try and find another room.

But I love your whole vibe,

it's giving... [inhales]

effort.

[snickering]

Again. Five, six, seven, eight.

[playing soulful chords]

Hey, can I steal this room?

All the others are taken.

Hi, Sage. I'm doing good.

How are you?

[exhales] Please, I really need it.

Let me think about it for a second.

-No.

-Desi.

Come on, you're just messing around.

I actually have to rehearse.

The first challenge is tomorrow.

And how do you know I'm not competing?

Because every time I try

to get you to play

Battle of the Bands,

you call me a sellout with no soul.

Now, that does sound like me.

[resumes playing piano]

[smacks] All right.

I'm pulling the big sister card. Out, now.

Hey, if your fancy new music school

didn't prepare you for this competition,

I don't know what half an hour

in a practice room is gonna do.

You're still mad that I left the band

to go to Anthem.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I'm pretty sure

we sound better without you.

I'm gonna be Connect 3's opening act,

and nothing's gonna throw me off my game.

Not even you.

Enjoy the room.

[footsteps receding]

[door closes]

[PA chimes]

[Lark on PA] All competing campers,

meet me in the dining hall

for the first challenge.

Let's see who you are as an artist.

I need vocals. I need star power.

I need coffee.

[upbeat instrumental rock music playing]

Let's begin.

Who's first?

Turn on the radio

As loud as it can go

Wanna dance until

my feet can't feel the ground

Say goodbye to all my fears

One good song they disappear

And nothing in the world

can bring me down

[awkwardly, out of tune]

Hand clapping earth-shaking

Heartbreaking there's no...

[confidently] Faking what you feel

when you're right at home

Yeah

Music's in my soul

I can hear it every day

and every night

It's the one thing on my mind

Music's got control

And I'm never letting go

[both] No, no

I just wanna play my music

Got my six-string on my back

Don't need anything but that

Everything I want is here with me

[in operatic voice]

So forget that fancy car

[in techno voice]

I don't need to go that far

[pop style singing] What's driving me

is following my dream

[vocalizing] Yeah

[awkwardly] Hand clapping earthshaking

[confidently] Heartbreaking

There's no faking what you feel

[R&B style singing]

When you're on a roll

Yeah

[pop style singing] Music's in my soul

[R&B style singing] I can hear it

[Latin American style singing]

Every day and every night

It's the one thing on my mind

-Music's got control

-[rapping] Music's got control y'all

Never let it go, no

[jazz style] Oh no, no I just wanna

play my music

[rock style singing]

Music's got control

And I'm never letting go

No, no

I just wanna play my music

All night long

Yeah

Before I post the list

of campers moving on in the competition,

I would just like to say, you are seen.

You are enough.

Please don't freak out, 'kay?

[upbeat instrumental rock music playing]

Breathe, Luke, just think.

You'll have front row seats

to someone else's dreams coming true.

[Luke sobbing]

I mean, you'll get 'em next time.

[Luke continues sobbing]

I'm so proud of you!

Wait one sec.

-Hi. [chuckles]

-Hey.

I'm just gonna steal him for a sec.

[sighs]

Desi, what are you doing here?

What does it look like I'm doing?

I'm networking.

You said you weren't even competing.

Uh, I performed, didn't I?

You crashed the auditions

in a hoodie with no plan.

Sage, you were born planning things.

I was born playing things.

It's not a competition.

This literally is a competition.

[scoffs] I'll see you

at the next challenge, sis.

Break a leg.

Maybe even break two.

For balance.

[scoffs] Ugh.

Hey, nice job back there.

-Thanks.

-But kind of stiff.

[fan whirring]

Loosen up and have fun with it.

'Kay?

'Kay.

Hello down there.

Any chance you guys could do me a solid

and go grab camp director, Connie?

Funny story,

I didn't think I was afraid of heights.

[yelling] Turns out I am.

[in normal voice] Appreciate you guys.

[yelling] You're gonna get her, right?

Welcome to Camp Rock's

songwriting workshop.

This isn't a part of the competition,

but I think it could really help.

I have been wanting

to bring this next guy here

for a while.

He is an up-and-coming singer/songwriter

and one of the most-streamed artists

of all last year.

He's also one of my favorite

Camp Rock alums.

Please welcome...

Calvin Rhodes!

[crowd applauding and cheering]

Hi, Connie.

-Amazing.

-[Connie chuckling]

Welcome, future legends.

I can't believe this is happening.

His last album changed my life.

Songwriting is all in the details, okay?

It's about the feeling under the feeling.

Don't tell me that she smiled.

Tell me that her smile

holds the promise of a thousand dreams.

Let's start smaller. Okay.

Let's pair up

and let's interview each other.

No. No, no, no, no, no.

Don't think you're getting off that easy.

I want you to interview

a camper that you haven't met before.

Now, really ask

the weird questions, dig deep,

find out what makes them tick.

Turn to the camper behind you.

Back row. Turn to the camper

on your right.

[romantic guitar music playing]

-Hey.

-Hey.

Five, six, seven, turn.

Eight.

Hey, Desi, no songwriting for you?

No. Workshops aren't for me.

You want to be a stand-in?

I need help figuring out this transition.

Pass, I am not a dancer.

Well, if you want to open for Connect 3,

you kinda have to dance.

Nah, I'll stick with what I know.

Wow. King of the comfort zone.

Well, if you change your mind,

you know where to find me.

[exhales]

All right, let's get started.

Um...

You, tell me what you learned

about your partner.

Okay, um, hi, so my partner was Rosie.

Her favorite color

is off-white but not beige.

Her superpower is memorizing

every wrong note she has ever played,

and her favorite pet is her metronome.

-Nailed it.

-Yes!

-[Calvin] See, that's proof right there...

-Good job.

That you don't need fireworks

to light someone up.

Simple words,

real details, that's the goal.

All right. Next volunteer.

[smacks lips]

Hey, "Mr. Please-don't-look at me."

I'm looking at ya.

Okay, um...

Well, this is Sage Scott.

Hi. [chuckles]

[Fletch] And as she just demonstrated,

her nose sort of crinkles when she laughs.

She also kinda sings

a little when she talks.

And she bites her cuticles,

or tries to make a joke

anytime she doesn't wanna

talk about something.

Hey, I've been messing with this...

this melody for a little while now.

I've never really had

any lyrics that felt right.

But I think I do now.

-Could I?

-Please do.

[indistinct chatter]

One, two, three, four.

Mmm

Mmm

Crooked smile in a campfire light

Eyes like embers under moonlit skies

She don't notice

but she shines so bright

She's confident

but part of her is terrified

She thinks no one gets it but I do

The highs and lows

we've both been through

Waiting for someone to see it too

Maybe tomorrow we'll wake up

on the bright side

Chase away all the dark nights

And find a way to hope

Maybe tomorrow

We'll feel something so brand new

Leave our past in the rear view

And say it's gonna get better

Maybe tomorrow, tomorrow

Maybe tomorrow, tomorrow

[all cheering]

[all clapping]

That is how you write a song.

[clapping continues]

Okay, so maybe I am

mildly in love with him

but like in a stupid way

that'll make a great song later.

Not like a real way

where I'd ever focus on a guy

I'm only gonna know for a couple of weeks

and divert all my attention

from a competition that

could change my whole life.

[chuckles softly]

I just asked how

the workshop went, but okay.

Also, I know he liked you I mean, hello.

You said he told all of camp

that your nose crinkles! [squealing]

[both laughing]

[whispering] Also I heard

he's banned from most of Canada

and the entire state of New Jersey.

What?

It doesn't matter anyway.

He's my competition.

I... I would never...

And there's the crinkles.

[both laughing]

It's involuntary, like, hiccups.

All right, we're going

to the bonfire. Let's go.

You go.

I need to, like, get in the zone

for the second challenge.

Come on!

I just wish I knew what more I could do.

I mean, I rehearse constantly

and then Lark says I'm too polished,

that I need to have more fun.

So now I'm thinking I set aside 20 minutes

every day to just be carefree.

You want to know what I love about dance?

Hmm.

That moment, I just stop thinking

and the beat takes over.

When it's not about

nailing every move anymore.

It's about being real enough

to make people feel it with me.

And maybe that's what your music needs.

It doesn't need more practice.

It needs more you.

[sighs]

Okay, fine. I'll go.

[smacks lips] Okay,

I'll meet you out there.

Oh, save me a seat with a backrest

before all the percussion kids snag them.

-I got you.

-Thanks.

[door creaks]

[door closes]

[floorboard creaking]

[suspenseful music playing]

[creaks again]

[blows]

[sighs softly]

[laughing]

Oh my gosh.

[fire crackling]

Hey.

[Rosie sighs]

I've been thinking about doing something.

It's not what people expect from me.

It's not even what I expected from me.

And, uh, it scares me.

In a good way.

Is it... [whispers] ...m*rder?

No, Cliff, it's not m*rder.

Then you're good!

Seriously.

If it comes from the real you,

it's gonna be amazing.

[exhales]

Have you ever heard of the bagworm moth?

No? Okay, so the female

builds this little house

out of silk and twigs,

carries it everywhere.

She hides in it her whole life.

But when she's ready...

she just burns it down and flies.

So, your pep talk is...

"Don't be a worm?"

My pep talk is "Don't hide.

Not when you've got wings."

Thanks, Cliff.

Anytime.

Oh, uh, just checking.

Still not in love with me though, right?

[laughs]

Give it time.

Girls love a project.

[laughs]

[phone ringing]

[sighs] Come on.

Oh, the rocks. So cliche.

[Shane over phone] Hey, Lark.

What's going on?

Shane, hi.

Oh... Yes! Finally.

How is the reconnecting going?

Please tell me you guys are bursting

with brotherly love.

[Shane] Well, we're at least talking

to each other.

[Nate] On a trial basis.

-I'll take it.

-How's the competition going?

[signal breaking up]

No, no, no, no, no, no, no. Hello? What?

[Nate] I said,

how's the competition going?

Really good, actually.

Yeah. Tomorrow is the second challenge,

it's gonna be all about performance.

I'm trying to find you guys

a triple threat opening act,

singing, dancing, star power.

[Nate] Love it. By the end

of this challenge, let's get down

to our final five competitors.

[breaking up]

What?

And make sure they have

the right attitude while performing.

-[bees buzzing]

-No matter what happens on stage,

the show must go on.

[Jason] What are you trying to say, Nate?

[Nate] What do you think

I'm trying to say, Jason?

Yeah, right attitude, final five.

Copy that. I gotta go, guys.

[playing rock guitar chords]

Sounds good.

Thanks, man.

-You mind if I jump in?

-Let's do it.

'Kay. Where does it start?

-Right there.

-[plays riff]

[both jamming]

That right there

is why I love music. [laughs]

Same. That... That was awesome.

A true jam sesh, just messing around.

Jamming is great.

But I'm not here to mess around.

Ugh, you sound like Sage.

Knew I liked her.

Dude, don't talk about

my sister like that.

You telling me what to do?

No, sir.

[chuckles softly]

[PA chimes]

[Connie over PA] Time to rock and roll!

All those who've made it through

to the dance challenge,

please report to the flagpole.

Is Lark here?

[both] No.

[male camper] At least three

of these people have lice.

You're doing that wrong.

Good morning,

is what I would say

if I was a morning person.

[campers laughing]

[male camper] She's not a morning person.

So, last night,

we lost a couple of campers,

thanks to a smuggled phone.

-[crowd gasps]

-No way.

[Lark] Reminder.

No phones, no posts, no leaks.

This tour stays under wraps. You got it?

-Yes.

-Yeah.

My assistant Callie...

Technically I'm not

supposed to call her that.

Camper Callie is gonna lead us

in this dance challenge.

Grab a mic and a hat.

Follow me if you can.

No hats. If I see a fedora, you're donezo.

That's a threat!

I'm judging for overall star power.

You either got it or you don't.

Dance like no one is watching

except I'll be watching,

very closely.

Finally, my expertise.

If I tap you on the shoulder,

you are eliminated.

After this, we'll be down

to our final five.

Have fun.

-[hip hop music playing]

-Ready?

Come on!

Let's go.

First stop, hit the groove

Let the music play

Next stop, everybody

It's time to celebrate

Here we go so let your flow show

Make the dreams you got become real

Let's do this, let me hear you, now

Show me how you feel

[chorus] Let's start, start

start the party

Come on, come on everyone

Let's start, start start the party

What you waiting for now?

-I'm sorry.

-I just...

My condolences.

Come on, come on live it up

Let's start, start start the party

I know you never gonna wanna stop

Let the music take us to paradise

Just close our eyes

Feel the groove wanna shake us

Everywhere and everybody

Turn it up

Let's start the party

Ooh

Pump, pump, pump, pump, pump

The party

We got it rolling

Never slowing down

Lights, camera, action

Start the party now

I know you're ready

There's no need to wait

Now's the time for us to celebrate

Start, start the party

Let's do it

Start, start the party

Everybody now

Start, start the party

-[Maddie gasps] Sage!

-[Sage] Desi, keep dancing.

You can't just stop dancing.

What?

-That's not fair.

-What? [groans]

What you waiting for now?

Wait!

No matter what, the show must go on.

No!

Let's start, start start the party

Come on, come on everyone

That's not fair! Maddie, Maddie, Maddie!

Let's start, start start the party

Get off of me!

What'd you do? Maddie, come back.

Come on, come on

Live it up

Let's start, start start the party

I know you never gonna wanna

Come on let me hear you holler

Party's never ever gonna stop

[all cheering]

And then there were five.

[cheering continues]

I know.

Desi, consider yourself lucky.

I'd work on your dance moves

if I were you.

-No, you did.

-No, you did.

-[both laughing]

-I can't.

[scoffing]

I never thought Maddie the Baddie

would go down in a dance challenge.

And yet, balance is restored!

[laughs]

Speaking of baddies...

Callie, don't even...

Okay, look, I'm not saying

your brother is cute.

I'm just saying he's not, not cute.

[gags] Absolutely not.

Stop.

Sorry, we're closed.

I actually came to talk to Callie.

Go ahead.

Alone.

Okay.

[scoffs]

You're a really good dancer.

Agreed. Thank you.

Me not so much.

I was thinking

maybe you could help me out.

Give me a few... [whispers] ...lessons.

Wait, you want me to do what?

Please don't make me say it again.

So you're actually gonna compete?

Baby steps, Callie.

First, you gotta teach me how to dance.

Okay. But I'm not gonna go easy on you.

So get ready.

Cooler by the fire pit.

Come on! Don't eat all

the marshmallows, people.

Save it for tonight.

-[phone ringing]

-Why is it so hard?

[sighs]

Hey, Nate. What's going on?

Hey, Lark. Can you tell Shane

that the suits are happening.

He listens to you.

-[phone ringing]

-Hang on.

Hey, Shane.

Can you tell Nate

we're not dressing up as groomsmen.

You guys know you can say this

to each other directly.

We tried. It got loud.

-[cell phone vibrates]

-Hang on!

Jason, please tell me

this is not about wardrobe.

-No.

-Fantastic.

-Have you seen my child?

-Jason!

You know what?

I have had enough of you three.

Gentlemen, this is not

a conference call I asked for.

You are grown men. Use your words

with each other.

I just want us to look like

we belong up there.

And I just want us to feel like us,

-not the version everyone expects.

-[Lark] Figure it out, guys!

I'm about to produce

a bonfire for the first time.

And yes, there is a learning curve.

[sighs] I'm hanging up.

Wait, wait, wait.

How's the competition going?

Great.

We're down to our final five.

We just need to make sure they can really

handle being on tour.

Exactly. A successful tour is about

more than just talent.

[Jason] Yeah. Long nights,

tight spaces, terrible food.

They gotta be able to survive the grind.

And if they can handle that,

they can pretty much handle

being on the road.

Hmm. No, not again.

Oh, uh, update,

-I found the baby.

-Great.

You know what? I gotta go.

Canela. No, Emmy, drop the marshmallows!

[Sage singing] Most days I am inspired

Some days I am awake

[guitar strums]

I'm confident and insecure

even at my best

Not bad.

I'm still struggling with the lyrics.

You just gotta have fun with it.

[chuckles] You make it sound so easy.

All right, just so you know,

all of this isn't gonna distract me.

-All right? I'm in it to win it.

-So am I.

[chuckles softly]

Can I ask you something?

What's with you and your brother?

[sighs]

You picked up on that?

Yeah, it's kinda hard not to.

We used to be in a band together,

and then I left for Anthem.

I wanted to take my music seriously.

When the band broke up,

it kind of felt like we did, too.

[sighs]

Can I ask you something?

If you must.

Are you really the bad boy

everyone says you are?

Define bad.

You showed up to camp in a cop car.

[laughs]

[clicks tongue]

Um, truth is, I came straight from court.

My mom passed away in March,

and it was always just me and her,

and now it's just me.

[clicks tongue]

A judge is figuring out where I go next.

Fletch, I'm so sorry.

But I'm really glad you're here.

[Cliff singing] Sage and Fletch

sitting in a...

sh**t!

Guys, a little help?

-You hungry?

-Starving.

Come on. How am I supposed

to get back to shore?

I can't swim.

[Fletch] Yeah, you can, Cliff.

[Cliff] I know I can. But I don't want to.

-Stay vigilant.

-Mmm.

Revenge is near.

[chuckles]

-Oh.

-It's a zombie. I still need to glaze it.

Impressive.

[clears throat]

Maddie, can we go over the plan again?

They each got the message

that Lark wanted a style consult.

They'll be here any minute.

-Wait, are you sure we shou...

-Don't gaslight me, Daniel.

Mmm.

They sabotaged us in the dance challenge.

We are not the problem here.

-Mmm-mmm.

-They are.

We bring joy to millions

with our joyful content that promotes joy.

But somehow those five

are the chosen ones?

I don't think so.

[chattering indistinctly]

What are you guys doing here?

Welcome to your style consult.

Lark didn't call you here. We did.

We thought you all needed

more elevated looks, you know,

so your performances will really pop.

All of you needed serious redesigning.

Desi,

you'll never have what it takes

to shine on stage.

But, hey, at least your sneakers will.

Fletch.

Some preschool realness

for our mysterious musician.

-Cliff.

-[Cliff] My drumsticks!

Now, they're as weird as you are.

Fix your branding problem, Sage.

This is next level petty, Madison!

Whatever major loser!

And you know, Rosie,

classical music is just so stuffy.

I thought I'd help you with that.

You bedazzled my cello!

Watch out! Metronome Mary is angry.

[gasps]

Nobody talks to Rosie like that!

-[Fletch] Cliff!

-[pop rock music playing, "It's On"]

I hope you're ready

for the time of your life

Just look at me

I put a gleam in your eye

[laughing wickedly]

Buckle up

[gasps]

We're gonna take you for a ride

Okay, now, it's on!

[all yelling]

Let's go, we gotcha goin'

get in the vibe

-Everybody put your hands to the sky

-Cliff!

[laughs mischievously]

Buckle up, we're gonna

take you, take you high

-Ah-ooh

-[Sage] Nice, Rosie!

Show me, show me show me...

Desi, help me.

C'mon, c'mon, c'mon,

c'mon, ready or not

La-la-la-la-la-la

let me see how you vibe

-It's on, it's on, it's on

-[Sage] Go, Rosie!

Get crazy, crazy, crazy

take it over the top

I gotta admit, Fletch,

I'm a bit disappointed.

I expected more from a guy

with your reputation.

You know nothing about me, Madison.

-Okay, now

-Watch out!

-[groaning]

-Are you ready?

No!

One, two

One, two, three, four!

Guys, we gotta go now!

'Cause we, 'cause we

'Cause when we rock we let it rock

Rock it, rock it rock it

Rock it, dance till we drop

Um, guys?

[gasps]

It's on!

[groans]

[Lark] So, Connie spoke

to Madison's parents.

They'll be replacing

everything she trashed,

including your cello,

instead of buying her a car.

Justice! Sweet justice.

Uh-uh. Don't pat yourselves on the back.

You five weren't exactly

innocent bystanders, you were part of it.

It's like a glitter apocalypse.

Okay. Well, you saw what they did to

our stuff though, right?

We were just defending ourselves.

Yeah, my cello was vandalized.

I was simply avenging its honor.

I hear you, but it really doesn't matter.

This behavior is unacceptable on tour.

Okay, well, I didn't start it.

I was just avenging your honor.

Thank you, but I didn't ask you to.

Sage was the one who told me

to grab the paint.

Oh, so now you start listening to me?

Yeah, and at the end,

I was just defending Fletch.

-I can handle myself, okay?

-Yeah, but we're buddy.

[all shouting indistinctly]

Enough!

If you can't handle each other,

in an arts and crafts room,

how do you expect to survive here?

Welcome to your third and final challenge.

The camp bus?

We must get rid of them.

And I know exactly how to do it.

Lark is not gonna be happy when she finds

a video of the third challenge

posted by the final five.

That'll ruin the whole competition.

What a shame! [laughs wickedly]

[Daniel] But they wouldn't post a video.

They'd be disqualified.

-I'm posting the video, Daniel.

-Oh!

Now, go sneak into Connie's office

and get my phone.

- On it. Let's go, Danielle

- Ugh.

Here it is! Your home

for the next 24 hours.

Twenty-four hours?

-So we have to sleep on this bus?

-[Lark] Yep.

But Final Jam's in two days.

I've got stuff to do.

Prep here then. Because this is about

more than just music.

It's about proving

you can handle tour life.

The challenge is just to sit here?

Not just sit, stay.

If anyone steps off this bus,

you're eliminated!

[scoffing]

Is there even a bathroom on here?

Ta da!

[Cliff] Oh come on!

A porta-potty in the summer

is basically a poop oven.

So you have been to Coachella.

I can't. Porta-potties are my nightmare.

Yeah. She got locked inside one

at a soccer field for like an hour.

Yeah, because you told Dad

I was at a playdate.

Technically, you were.

Just you and the toilet though.

Okay, we're done here.

FYI, this is what touring feels like.

No privacy, tight spaces,

annoying people breathing your air.

If you want to survive out there,

learn to survive in here.

[instrumental rock music playing]

[laughing]

[chuckles]

Cliff...

It's time.

Don't let anyone open it.

And make sure nobody knocks it over.

Roger that. You can count on me.

Okay.

[suspenseful music playing]

[whispers] Come on.

Were you able to secure the contraband

from Connie's office?

I have no idea what that means.

-[sighs]

-Yeah. Wait, why are we doing this again?

Because, Daniel,

sometimes karma needs a little push.

I want them disqualified.

[gasps] Oh, wow.

-You really hate them.

-I don't

use the word hate, Danielle?

[clears throat]

I simply release people

who no longer serve my journey.

I release them really hard.

[laughing maniacally]

Calm down, Danielle.

Can you not...

[snoring]

[sighs]

How can he sleep so well in here?

[snoring continues]

[choking]

[screams, pants]

[sputters]

I had the most horrible dream, guys.

I couldn't breathe.

-Really? That's so weird.

-[breathing heavily]

Rosie. You can't suffocate Cliff.

No, I didn't try to...

I wasn't suffocating Cliff.

I just wanted him to stop breathing, okay?

A little.

Just making sure you guys haven't gone

all Lord of the Flies on me.

What's Lord of the Flies?

-Read a book, Cliff.

-No, we're good.

-Yeah, we're good.

-Yeah, I'm good.

Cool. Don't burn the place down.

See you in the morning.

Girl, you've got to hold it together.

[whimpers]

Uh...

[Sage] Come on, let's go see what's wrong.

[sniffles]

Rosie...

are you okay?

I don't know.

All I know is that

I need to win this.

I need to go on tour.

Because what if when I go home,

I go back to being the old Rosie?

That Rosie was perfectly content

performing classical music with her cello.

She never even dared to dream bigger.

But here at Camp Rock,

I've finally felt what it's like to be

in the spotlight and...

I think I love it.

I don't know. Just, like the thought

of going back

to the orchestra I just get so...

-Nervous?

-Angry?

Depressed?

Stunning?

[all laughing]

I don't want to go back home either.

My parents, my teachers,

my classmates...

I know they all think I'm too much,

so music's always been my only friend.

Not anymore.

-We're buddies, remember?

-Yeah.

Cliff, I'll jam with you anytime.

I mean, hello!

You are my porta-potty security guard.

We're bonded for life.

Cliff, you threw paste

in an influencers face for me.

Of course I'm your friend.

[chuckles softly]

Rosie, you know how

you just found the spotlight,

I've wanted it my whole life.

I've been so focused chasing the dream.

But here, it feels like

I'm already living it.

Yeah, because here you don't have to be

a musical tyrant all the time.

[laughs]

I'm just saying that at camp,

the music is the goal.

Okay, fair.

But that goes out the window

when you're competing

for the gig of a lifetime.

That's what scares me. [scoffs]

I love the magic of music,

but if I win, it's not just

about the music anymore.

It's about being good enough

for Connect 3.

Making music is easy.

Being their opener...

that's hard.

What?

Uh, alright.

Um... [clears throat]

Being at camp is a lot easier

than the rest of my life.

I don't exactly know

what my future looks like.

But as long as I'm either here

or hopefully on tour, um,

all I gotta worry about is my music.

[Cliff] Look at us.

We're just five puzzle pieces

that shouldn't fit,

but somehow we do.

[percussive music playing]

We walk the walk

We talk the talk

We're the kids of Camp Rock

[all] We walk the walk

We talk the talk

We're the kids of Camp Rock, whoo!

[Sage vocalizing]

Yeah

I hear it in my head

like an echo, echo

A song I can't forget

don't wanna let go, let go

And every person that I found

Is a melody that sticks around

Like an e-e-e-echo

Like an echo

Sometimes I don't know

the way even up from down

I guess I don't know how to fake it

But I turn around and

You're right there

making a joke about it

With a little spark in your eye

Take lemons

and make something out of it

It's just a start

But I hear it in my head

like an echo, echo

A song I can't forget

don't wanna let go let go

And every person that I found

Is a melody that sticks around

Like an e-e-e-echo

Like an echo

Swear I could write a thousand lines

About what I'm scared of

But face it now

I'mma find the light

Maybe I am strong enough

Keep going

I like the sound of it

Let's make it loud

'cause I hear it in my head

-Like an echo, echo

-I hear it

A song I can't forget

don't wanna let go, let go

And every person that I found

Is a melody that sticks around

Like an e-e-e-echo

Like an echo

[all laughing]

[snores]

[snores]

[Sage] I'll never get over these stars.

I wish summer lasted forever.

Hello?

Earth to Fletch.

Sorry.

What were you thinking about?

Nothing.

Those eyes are dangerous.

[both laughing]

Um...

I was just

thinking about how winning

this competition could...

It could really fix everything.

I still have no idea where

I'm gonna be living after camp

but my cousin's fighting it for me.

I'm just waiting on the call to find out

where I'm headed next.

That's why I have this.

Well, I'm glad they let you

keep your phone.

Oh.

They didn't exactly let me keep my phone.

I showed up after registration

and no one asked.

Please don't...

Please don't say anything.

I won't.

[shivers]

Are you cold?

I'm good.

Right.

[laughs]

-Thanks. I appreciate it.

-Mm-hmm.

[owl hooting]

Why do you always sing

with your eyes closed?

Don't you want to connect with

the people in the audience?

And why?

They all leave after the show anyways.

I don't know, I...

I don't want the people

that I share a connection with to just...

leave.

Yeah, but what if it's worth it

to really connect with someone?

Even if it's only for one song.

[car horn honks]

-[others in bus] Cliff!

-[Cliff] Whoops! Sorry.

[both laughing]

[birds chirping]

[snoring]

[whistle blows]

Oh good. You guys are awake.

Your 24 hours are up.

Is this real or am I still hallucinating?

This is very real. You're done!

Final Jam is tomorrow night.

That means you have

one day left to work on your songs.

Don't waste it.

You know where to find me.

Is it weird that I'm kinda

gonna miss this bus?

Not weird.

Same here.

[Sage] So we make a pact,

whatever happens, we stay in touch.

[Cliff] Great. First order of business...

[yawns] Group chat name?

How about...

Cliff and the Cliffhangers?

-[all chuckle]

-Cliff.

We'll workshop it later.

[sighing]

I know that notebook.

Oh, wow. I have not seen it in so long.

It's been years.

I found it hidden in my cabin.

Whenever Mitchie

was dealing with something

or feeling something,

she just had to write about it.

It helped her figure things out.

Yeah, that's exactly

what it's been doing for me.

-Yeah?

-Yeah.

[chuckles softly]

But here. She probably wants it back.

-How about you take care of it for her?

-Really?

I think Mitchie would want it

to stay at Camp Rock.

With someone who needs it

just as much as she did.

How's the songwriting coming?

I'm not quite there yet.

That's okay.

It's a work in progress.

[piano music playing]

[mumbling indistinctly]

[laughs, applauds]

Okay!

Go away.

When did you learn to dance?

Mmm, since you ditched me and the band,

I had a lot of free time.

I didn't ditch you. I just...

I wanted more than the garage.

Yeah, well, when you left for more,

you left me, too.

-Desi...

-I miss being your bandmate, Sage.

And your brother.

-In that order.

-[laughs]

Okay, so maybe we try again?

Different stage, bigger crowd.

You know, this could be our reunion tour.

Come on, band mates for life.

[laughing]

[upbeat music playing]

Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Okay, so maybe I'm stubborn

tried to be tougher

But maybe it ain't always

gotta be like that

Been a little self-centered

You don't know the pressure

I was under

When you wouldn't hit me back

You talk fast when you're wrong

You hold grudges too long

Driving me insane!

Sorry for the cold shoulder

If I could do it over

I would go back

and take more of the blame

No matter how much that we're fightin'

And boy, don't you know

that we tried it

No matter how hard we deny it

Deny it

We got the same back beat heartbeat

No one do it like we do

We got the same tempo in our bones

Rockin' it like a groove

Ooh, we've been through a lot

Kinda hate that it's true

We got the same

back beat, heartbeat, yeah

-Rhythm's only right with

-Only right with

You, you, you, you

All the late nights

Always get into fights

But no one understands me like you do

Just keep on

Keep on rolling your eyes

You're stuck in this band for life

In the end

I'm glad it's me and you

Because we got the same

back beat, heart beat

No one do it like we do

We got the same tempo in our bones

Rockin' it like a groove

Ooh, we've been through a lot

Kinda hate that it's true

We got the same back beat heartbeat

Yeah, yeah

The rhythm's only right with

Only right with you, you, you, you

Rhythm's only with you

[PA chimes]

[Connie] Will the final five

of the competition

please report to my office?

Any idea what this is about?

No idea.

Come on in.

Have a seat.

I know that one of you has a phone.

Who is it?

You knew the rule.

No phones, no posting, no excuses.

I could disqualify all of you.

No!

[exhales]

[tapping nervously]

Well, I haven't seen my phone

since I turned it in.

Don't look at me.

My mom won't even let me have a phone.

She thinks I have focus issues,

which is ridiculous.

Sorry.

I may not take things seriously,

but I wouldn't break this rule.

That leaves you two.

[Lark] Guys, the competition's

on the line.

Connect 3 still needs an opening act.

Fletch... just tell them.

Are you being serious?

What is she talking about?

[sighs]

Uh...

[scoffs]

[groans softly]

I hope you're happy with yourself, Fletch.

A video of all of you singing on the bus

has already gone viral.

Yeah. I've been doing

damage control all day.

The brothers are not happy about this.

The competition was supposed

to be a big reveal.

No, wait! He...

He would never do that.

Everyone out!

Fletch, you stay.

-Fletch.

-[Connie] Sage.

-Go.

-[Fletch] Connie, it wasn't me, I swear.

[Connie] Well, if you didn't

post it, Fletch, then who did?

[guitar strumming]

Be honest. Am I the worst?

Define worst.

Desi, be serious.

I mean, did Fletch have a phone?

Yeah.

But did you have to tell Connie about it?

I mean, we were all

gonna get disqualified.

I couldn't risk not competing.

I mean, everything I've ever worked for

would've been for nothing.

But... I did regret it after I said it.

Do you think he'll ever forgive me?

I forgave you, didn't I?

Sage, I love how ambitious you are.

Honestly, I've been trying

to be a little more like you lately.

[chuckles softly]

But you did choose Anthem over me.

And now you chose

the competition over Fletch.

I've just always put my dream

before everything else.

My music was all I ever needed.

But this time, it's the everything else

that I can't stop thinking about.

Everything or everyone?

I think the the studio here

looks a lot nicer than when we were here.

I know, it's insane.

They have four engineers.

Hold on. Lark.

Oh, hey, guys!

Sorry, I can't really talk right now.

You have me producing Final Jam

which is like a billion tiny shows in one

on a summer camp's budget. So...

We're pretty familiar

with what the Final Jam is.

Well, get ready for my Final Jam.

Lark, you let your hair down, literally.

How nice of you to notice, Jason.

I have bug bites on my bug bites

and a lot to discuss with my therapist.

You'll be getting the invoice.

Oh, come on, you're gonna miss this place.

You know you are.

I guess the songs are kinda catchy.

You know what? I don't have time for this.

I'm busy. I'll see you later.

Don't be late.

I saw that smile.

[Shane] You think we pay her enough?

-[Nate] Probably not.

-[Shane] How many bug bites?

Wow.

This view never gets old.

It is so good to be back,

especially with you guys.

I just can't believe

little Lennon McCartney

gets to spend every summer here.

I can't believe you named

your kid Lennon McCartney.

Two of the greatest

songwriters of all time.

Yeah, but, like, pick one.

Guys, guys, the important thing

is we're gonna find our new opening act.

-One.

-Two.

-No! Hey, no! [groans]

-[water splashing]

Enjoy the swim!

[Shane] Oh, Come on! Guys, my hair!

[Shane groans]

Oh. I love being reconnected.

-Me too, bro.

-[Shane] Come on! Bring me a towel!

So you can peel it off

and put it in between...

But that's just too messy.

-There's no perfect s'mores.

-S'mores supposed to be messy.

-[Rosie] Because it...

-[Cliff] I get you...

-Hey, guys.

-[all] Hi.

-Hey.

-Hey.

-Fletch, can I talk to you?

-Okay, so, like...

-Yeah.

-when you get like the burntness...

[sighs]

-All right, about the video...

-Sage, it's fine.

No! I need to say this.

Look, I know you wouldn't do that.

I just... I-I panicked,

and I didn't trust you

and I should have. That's on me.

You broke a rule, yeah, but I broke

something bigger,

and I thought I was protecting

my shot at the competition,

and all I did was prove

that I didn't believe

in the people I care about.

Are you done? [chuckles]

Thank you. Seriously.

And you're right, it wasn't me.

Connie and Lark traced it,

and the video came from Madison's account.

I'm re-instated. [chuckles]

We're all still in.

Oh, Fletch, that's so great.

[Cliff, Rosie, and Desi laughing]

-[Desi and Rosie laugh]

-[Cliff] So funny...

[Connie] All right, ladies.

[Lark] Final Jam is tonight.

[Connie] Oh. [laughs] I think they know.

-[Lark] Stay vigilant.

-[Connie] Thank you, ladies.

We'll put one in the center,

and the other one can go

right here by the speakers.

[chattering indistinctly]

[upbeat music playing]

You can put the mic with the keyboard.

Thank you.

Psst.

Mom.

-[laughs]

-[Connie] Mitchie!

-Oh!

-Surprise!

A day off from tour,

I couldn't miss Final Jam.

Come sit in the front row.

Oh, they'll go crazy.

No, no, no, this is their night, not mine.

[sighs] You'll always be Camp Rock star.

And now it's their turn.

Go.

I'll see you after?

[all cheering]

Let's hear it, Camp Rock!

Welcome to Final Jam.

It's Shane Gray for crying out loud!

-I know.

-Who's ready to help us

pick our opening act?

[all cheering]

You know her.

You fear her.

And you've probably

been eliminated by her.

Make some noise for your Final Jam emcee,

-Lark.

-Whoo!

[all cheering]

When I say final, you say jam.

-Final.

-[crowd] Jam.

-Final.

-Jam.

Okay, that's enough.

Our first competitor

has rhythm in his bones,

drumsticks in his pockets,

and absolutely no off switch.

But that's just the way we like him.

Make some noise for Cliff Carmichael!

[all cheering]

Ready to rock, are you?

Bounce to the beat

Bo-bounce to the beat

[beatboxing]

[all cheering]

They say that I'm a glitch

Say I do too many bits

Some folks call me a llama

'Cause they hate it when I spit

"They say" Cliff you're too much

Your music is too loud"

They say I rock the boat

But I'm just trying to rock the crowd

I've heard it all before

So you can call me what you want to

Sticks and stones may break my bones

But sticks can also

One-two!

I don't want it

If it's not a little crazy

Say I'm strange

Pu-pu-pu-pu-puh

Nuh-uh-uh

No, I don't wanna fit in

Bounce to the beat

Bo-Bounce to the beat

Of my own drum

I don't wanna

You know you can't restrain me

Ooh-whee

I just wanna have fun

Nuh-uh-uh

No, I don't wanna fit in

Bounce to the beat

Bo-bounce to the beat

Of my own drum

Bounce to the beat

Bo-bounce to the beat

[trills]

[all cheering]

I guess you could say

our next competitor had me at "cello."

[crickets chirping]

Tough crowd. Make some noise

for Rosie Kleinman.

[all cheering]

[dramatic string music playing]

[all gasping]

I wore the smile they picked for me

Hit every note and line so clean

Bit my tongue till it turned blue

Played pretend like they told me to

They want a soul sweet and small

But I was born to burn it all

Now I'm tearing up your script

Watch me flip the switch

Click, click

Plug me in

I'm a live expl*sive

Broke the box and recomposed it

I don't perform

I detonate

I pull the pin

Now get out of the way

I play it loud

I play it raw

I play it real

I play it far

Turned my cello into a flame

This is my sound

and I'll play it my way

I'll bend the strings

I'll make it scream

This time I'll play for bigger things

No bowing down

No sweet ballet

This is my song

And I'll play it my way

[string music continues]

Whoa-oh

This is my sound

And I'll play it my way

[all cheering]

Give it up for Desi Scott.

[all cheering]

Whoo!

[funky music playing]

All my life, gettin' by non-committal

Never like competing

with everyone else

Maybe I'll let it slide just a little

'Cause when I take

a real hard look at myself

You wanna sing the spotlight

or the audience?

If it's my shot then I won't miss

Out the way now I'm coming through

When the song starts to play

You hit the center stage, yeah

Get ready, get ready

I'm putting on a show

and you don't even know

So, get ready, get ready

Ready to lead the pack in a minute

Nothing can hold me back

Now I'm in it

Oh, it feels so right

Watch me come alive

Better get ready

Get ready, get ready

I know it's been a long time coming

Don't let it slip away

Bet I'm gonna say something

If you underestimate

I ain't gonna waste time waste time

I'll be up in your face

with the boom and the bass line

So get ready

Get ready, get ready

When the song starts to play

you hit the center stage

Get ready, get ready, get ready

I'm putting on a show

And you don't even know

So get ready get ready

Ready to lead the pack in a minute

Nothing can hold me back

Now I'm in it

Oh, it feels so right

Watch me come alive

Better get ready get ready, get ready

[vocalizing]

Get ready, ready

Yeah

[all cheering]

You know, he hadn't danced

before he came to Camp Rock.

-What? Are you serious?

-Really?

-This place is amazing.

-Reminds me of a much younger,

younger, younger, younger version of you.

Let's hear it for Camp Rock's

very own Fletch Robinson!

[all applauding]

[Fletch] One, two, three, four.

Felt like I was in a world alone

Until I found a part of it

to call my own

Missing moments

when I kept my eyes closed

But you can make the strangest places

Feel like home

You got all my colors running true

The highs and lows

we've both been through

Open your eyes. Open your eyes.

I finally found someone to see it too

Well, I know tomorrow

We'll wake up on the bright side

Chase away all the dark nights

And find a way to hope

I know tomorrow

We'll feel something so brand new

Leave our past in the rear view

Say it's gonna get better

I know tomorrow, tomorrow

I know tomorrow

Oh, it all happens for a reason

The alchemy of heartbreak

Time to go

What's around the corner

I won't fear it

'Cause I'm not alone

I know tomorrow

We'll wake up on the bright side

Chase away all the dark nights

And find a way to hope

I know tomorrow

We'll feel something so brand new

Leave our past in the rear view

And say it's gonna get better

I know tomorrow, tomorrow

I know tomorrow

[all cheering]

[fan] Fletch!

Our final competitor came here

with something to prove.

Please put your hands together

for Sage Scott!

[all cheering]

[slow music playing]

-It's okay.

-[music stops]

[Sage] It's okay.

I've spent my whole life

working towards an opportunity like this.

Opening for Connect 3,

it's a dream come true.

But this summer

with these four people,

made me realize

that winning this competition

isn't why I came to Camp Rock.

They are.

[sentimental music playing]

[inaudible]

You should pick Cliff.

Because you'll never see another like him.

[inaudible]

[chuckles]

Or Rosie

because she didn't just

join this competition.

She... She brought it.

[inaudible]

Pick Fletch because it turns out

his music's more true than his reputation.

[inaudible]

Pick Desi because he's got the heart

of a rock star.

[inaudible]

Anyway,

this is my song.

It's not what I planned, but...

the best melodies never are.

Most days I am inspired

Some days I am a wreck

I'm confident and insecure

even at my best

My journal is my secret

I write in it every day

[crowd cheering]

All of the dreams

I dream about

Will happen

I know, someday

As I paint my life

my canvas stretches wide

And my masterpiece

I'll draw outside the lines

And I do my best to be my best

Even if I fail

What I'll learn

I'll turn into

The wind in my sails

It's the story of my life

[crowd cheers]

But at least I've got time

I'm a work in progress

And I've got a plan

It's written in ink

On the back of my hand

If I'm being honest

Who I am is undefined

But that's all right

I'm not perfect but nobody is

And just like a wild flower

caught in the wind

It's a journey

And I'm loving

all the twists and the turns

Even though it hurts

My story's still unwritten

And they are teardrops on the page

I don't know where I fit in

But I love the friends

I've made

I won't give up what I want most

Even on my darkest days

I don't lose hope, no

I might not always be right

but I'm gonna try, oh

It's a work in progress

And I got a plan

It's written in ink

on the back of my hand

If I'm being honest

Who I am is undefined

But that's all right

I'm not perfect

But nobody is

And just like a wild flower

caught in the wind

It's a journey

And I'm loving

all the twists and the turns

Even though it hurts

We doubt, we trust

We feel too much

Our future's in the distance

Oh, yeah

-We make mistakes

-We make mistakes

Our hearts will break

Our story's still unwritten

And we're not perfect

But nobody is

Just like a wild flower

caught in the wind

It's a journey

I'm loving all the twists

and the turns

Oh

We're a work in progress

[vocalizing]

It's a work in progress

Hey

I guess we're just

A work in progress

[crowd cheering]

Wow.

So I guess the video

we posted didn't work.

[scoffing]

Nice going, Danielle.

Maddie.

Wait, guys!

Okay, how are we supposed

to pick just one?

Yeah, they should all be out there.

Choosing one feels like

we're telling the other four

they're not good enough

That's just not true.

[Mitchie] Don't tell me

you guys still can't agree on anything.

-No way.

-Hi, guys.

Are you kidding me?

I thought you were still on tour.

You didn't think I'd miss this, did you?

Oh, my gosh, that was the best

Final Jam I've ever seen.

They were all incredible.

And that girl at the end, Sage,

she's really good.

So, Sage?

It's not just about one person.

It's about the way

they make each other shine.

No stage tricks, no spotlight,

just music, pure and real.

Reminds me of us back then.

Just kids who couldn't

stop playing together.

Totally. But we still got

to pick one of them.

Are you sure about that?

[crowd cheering]

All right, all right.

We came here to pick our opening act.

But with the help of an old friend,

we realized something.

What we saw tonight

was more than just one person.

And because of that,

-we can't pick a single one of you.

-[crowd gasps]

[all murmuring indistinctly]

[Shane] So...

we're going to choose all of you.

That's right.

We want all of you as a group!

[crowd cheering]

-No way!

-[laughs] Oh, my God!

Whoo!

[all cheering]

You think they know what they just got?

Not yet, but they will.

-[Desi] We're going on tour!

-What?

[all cheering]

This place is still magical.

I guess some things never change.

So, same time next summer?

You're on.

[all applauding]

[upbeat music playing]

[indistinct conversation]

[Rosie] We did it! We did it! Yeah!

-[whoops]

-[Desi] We did it! We did it!

Oh, okay.

Come on.

'Cause we rock...

All right, let's roll.

We rock, we rock on

Come as you are

You're a superstar

World's in your pocket and you know it

You can feel that beat

runnin' through your feet

You're heart's racing fast

You're rock 'n' rollin'

All that you need is the music

To take you to some other place

Where you know you belong

Raise your hands up

in the air and scream

We're finding our voice

Followin' our dreams

'Cause we rock, we rock

We rock, we rock on

Nobody in the world's

gonna bring us down

The louder we go

Well, the better we sound

'Cause we rock, we rock

We rock, we rock on

We rock, we rock

We rock, we rock on

We rock, we rock

Camp Rock!

[all cheering]

Turn on the radio

As loud as it can go

Want to dance until my feet

can't feel the ground

Say goodbye to all my fears

One good song they disappear

And nothing in the world

can bring me down

Hand-clapping, hips shaking

Heart-breaking

There's no faking what you feel

When you're right at home

Yeah

Music's in my soul

I can hear it every day

and every night

It's the one thing on my mind

Music's got control

And I'm never letting go

No, no

I just wanna play my music

Got my six string on my back

Don't need anything but that

Everything I want is here with me

[in operatic voice]

So forget that fancy car

[in techno voice]

I don't need to go that far

[pop style singing] What's driving me

is following my dream

[vocalizing] Yeah

[awkwardly] Hand clapping earthshaking

Heartbreaking

There's no faking

[R&B style singing] What you feel

when you're on a roll

Yeah

[pop style singing] Music's in my soul

I can hear it

[Latin American style singing]

Every day and every night

It's the one thing on my mind

-Music's got control

-[rapping] Music's got control y'all

Never let it go, no

[jazz style] Oh no, no I just wanna

play my music

[rock style singing]

Music's got control

And I'm never letting go

No, no

I just wanna play my music

All night long

Yeah