[MELLOW GUITAR MUSIC] [DOG BARKS, BIRDS TWITTER DISTANTLY] ♪ GAYE: ♪ Super Sunday.

Super, Super Sunday ♪ ♪ Gonna be a really... ♪ Ooh, yum.

I've cracked it.

I'm a genius.

I've been saying that since before you were born, pikelet.

I just dreamed about the Hecuba dream sequence.

It was incredible.

You were incredible.

Mwah.

-♪ I dreamed-- ♪ -Mum?

What did we talk about?

Oh.

No "Les Mis" before 10 a.m.

I'm sorry, darling.

It's just I'm so excited.

We're packing out of the theatre today.

Last day of rehearsals is always exciting.

I'm gonna need to change what we do.

I'm gonna need to re-block the entire dream sequence.

A lot of work but worth it.

Hmm?

You're gonna need your energy for the pack-in, sweetheart, so have some of this.

-Oh.

Thanks, Mum.

-There you go.

[CLEARS THROAT] [GAGS] -Mm-hmm, you like it?

It's my Caesar salad smoothie.

That is... so yum.

-Oh, great.

Hm.

Maybe I am meant to stay.

Just so that I can see this project through.

I only checked my visa appeal, like, 30 times yesterday.

-Oh.

-Maybe the dream was a sign.

-Mm-hmm.

-Mum, you're drawing snakes!

There were snakes in my dream.

They're S's, darling, for Super Sunday.

Well, you are right.

It's going to be super.

Oh!

Now get changed, monkey pants, or we're gonna be late.

-[SNIGGERS] -[CHUCKLES] [BIKE BELL DINGS, SEAGULLS SQUAWK] ♪ GAYE: Oh, I know we're late.

You can blame me.

I'm a monster.

It's not Mum's fault, it's mine.

But when the muse arrives, what are you gonna do?

Now, I know this wasn't on the plan for our last day, so I wanna thank you in advance for being adaptable, but yes-- I am re-blocking the entire Hecuba dream sequence.

It's Super Sunday.

Exactly!

I love how everyone is on the same page.

I'm gonna get these photocopied.

You get the ensemble ready, hmm?

Charlie knows we're packing in to Her Majesty's Theatre today, right?

Oh, absolutely.

No, I made that very clear.

Smoothie?

[SIGHS] ♪ Permission to touch the book?

[CHUCKLES] Have you told Jacqui the news?

Oh, yes, definitely, I have... thought about when I will tell her.

-She's gonna be pissed.

-Where do I sign?

-Here.

-Ah.

Mm-hm.

-And sign... here.

-Great.

OK, over to you.

AMPLIFIED: Super Sunday is now live.

[CHEERING, APPLAUSE] -♪ Super Sunday, Super, Super Sunday ♪ ♪ Gonna be a really frickin' fun day ♪ ♪ Be a helper, yeah, don't be a hater ♪ ♪ Gotta move your stuff to the the-ater ♪ ALL: ♪ Super Sunday, Super, Super Sunday ♪ ♪ Gotta be packed in before the Monday ♪ ♪ Watch the book and no one take the mickey ♪ ♪ Do your job, shut up, listen to Nicky ♪ ALL: ♪ Super Sunday, Super, Super Sunday ♪ ♪ One of those just-gotta-get-it-done days ♪ ♪ Take it all and don't forget your name badge ♪ ♪ ♪ Pack your stuff, we're getting into Her Maj ♪ ♪ Super Sunday, Super, Super Sunday ♪ ♪ I just really love Sunday, yeah ♪ ♪ Super Sunday, Super, Super Sunday ♪ ♪ Super Sunday ♪ ♪ Super Sunday, Super, Super Sunday ♪ ♪ It's not a Wednesday ♪ ♪ But specifically Super Sunday ♪ Yeah.

[STATIC SCREECHES] Right, let's go.

Right.

♪ It's not a Wednesday ♪ ♪ Specifically Super Sunday ♪ -Ah!

-Coming!

-So it's a new sequence?

-Not at all.

It's an upgrade.

Like an iPhone.

-We've packed everything up.

♪ Do you know where the word "rehearse" comes from?

Ooh, the dictionary!

Comes from the French "rehercier"-- to turn over, like the soil.

Because we're farmers, Ezra.

We're archaeologists.

Our work is never done.

We're constantly hunting for new discoveries, finding new gems in the dirt.

Nicky says if I don't have the costumes in the truck by 11:45, she's going to hog tie me to a lighting bar.

I'm just a son trying to make his mother's mythical birthing scene special.

Oh, beautiful.

I feel like Cassandra would be there as well, by the way.

-Animatronic snakes?!

-I'll get Connor to do it.

What if we just used the tunics from the Trojan Council?

Exactly.

I am gonna need them dyed electric blue.

Don't worry about it, Charlie.

Ezra has got plenty of time.

Goes without saying that you two are my favorites.

[CHUCKLES] [SQUEAKS PLAYFULLY] -It's just a splinter.

-Yeah, but it's in your hand.

Could get infected.

You could get sepsis and lose it.

It doesn't even hurt.

On average, 38 people a day get one of their hands amputated.

Whoa.

I would've thought, like, 16, max.

CHARLIE: Connor!

Whoo!

My man.

What do you know about animatronic snakes?

Gloria, I've finally worked out Hecuba's dream sequence.

Oh, I thought you were happy with it.

Well, I just think it could be so much more, you know?

I really think it could go as far as Brisbane.

Oh, that's the horse.

NICKY: Please remember to stay hydrated through the day.

What do you think?

I think-- and don't take this the wrong way-- it's got a slight Swedish sauna vibe.

I'm an electrician, not a builder.

Yeah, that's become clear.

OK, Gloria, meet me in the rehearsal room.

Connor--uh, make it better.

NICKY: Drivers with station wagons, please make your way to the foyer.

Oh!

My moving team are coming this afternoon, so I'll just box up my dressing room and get out of your way.

Jacqui, Nicky has something she wants to tell you.

Due to the size of the cast, you will be sharing a dressing room at Her Majesty's this year.

♪ Sharing?

With Mia.

And it's lovely.

I wouldn't even call it a dressing room, really.

It's more like a studio.

It's an apartment, essentially.

And we can put up a partition, like a Japanese silk screen.

Ladies.

I'm a professional, OK?

I'm happy to share.

Really?

It'll be fun.

Just like...school camp.

MIKAERE: Nicky said only necessities.

A small vase of lilies is a necessity.

Um...how about we lose the mini fridge?

How would we keep the champagne cold?

True.

You know what?

Let's just do the post, and I'll work on my war rationing later.

NICKY: We have lost a child in the props cupboard.

Hi-de-ho, Pizazz-keteers.

It's Jacqui James from Jacqui James Real Estate-- lights, camera, auction!

[CHUCKLES] There's only one more week till opening, so it's time to slip, slop, swipe those credit cards and secure your tickets to... "The Trojan Horse."

It is an honor to be playing the lead role of Helen of Troy for you all, my fabulous people of Tauranga.

And I... Oh.

[CHUCKLES] Mm.

And it has been so much fun sharing the stage with new talent just brimming with energy and... opinions.

[KNOCK AT DOOR] We're busy.

I need you in the rehearsal room--both of you.

It's Super Sunday, Charlie.

We've got more important things to do than rehearse a show.

I have an entire dream sequence to re-block.

And close the door.

Out of respect for Mikaere's filming.

NICKY: Correction-- that's a lost child in the props cupboard.

[DOOR SLAMS] MIA: Hurry up, Ezra.

EZRA: I can't rush this part.

Just check the door.

But we're fine.

The coast is clear, OK?

You're gonna make sure Charlie knows I helped you, right?

Just stand back.

Whoa, magic!

That's not electric blue like Charlie said.

At best, it's sapphire, maybe more azure.

We're just, um, dyeing... [STEAM WHISTLES] and needed the stove.

[GROWLS] Just go slowly and show no fear.

♪ Sorry, could you just...?

♪ -[PLAYS MELANCHOLY MELODY] -EZRA: Yup, yup, yup.

♪ In the midst of my slumber ♪ ♪ I have this terrible dream ♪ ♪ I wake up covered in sweat ♪ ♪ My body just aches ♪ ♪ In this hideous nightmare ♪ ♪ Well, I just let out a scream ♪ ♪ And give birth to a fiery torch ♪ ♪ Covered in snakes ♪ CHARLIE: Whoo!

[SIGHS] Do you think it's a bit low, darling?

Yeah, cos the key's the issue, Mum.

-[SINGS GROANINGLY] -Not a zombie.

That's a really good note, spunky.

-Stay in it, Mum.

-Sorry, darling.

[GROANS] You know, I was constipated the whole time I was pregnant with pud.

CHARLIE: Mum!

Uh, stop.

You-- -Sorry.

Gotta go.

OK, no.

We can all stop.

Cos there's no way I can do this without the whole ensemble present.

Darling, everyone's helping Nicky with the pack-in.

It's as if she doesn't realize that Hecuba's dream sequence is the turning point of the entire show.

The climax, the denouement, the moment of raw emotion.

Maybe we could try it in B flat.

Yes!

How am I meant to work under these conditions?

Um...Oh, you know what?

You said there were snakes.

Maybe they were tap-dancing snakes.

[HISSES RHYTHMICALLY] NICKY: Morning tea is now initiated.

Oh my God!

[DISTANT CRASHING, YELLING] Nicky, this is our last day in rehearsals before we go to the big theater.

That was Wednesday, when you made everyone do the show blindfold.

That was a listening exercise.

CONNOR: OK.

Stand by, guys.

Press that.

[LOW-QUALITY HORSE NEIGHING, HOOF CLOPPING EFFECTS PLAY] Just an idea.

Happy to lose it.

Press that one.

[MOTOR STARTS] [VAPOR HISSES] Why is it vaping?

CONNOR: That's meant to happen a bit later.

Just give me a moment.

[NEIGHING CONTINUES] All right.

No.

I have seen enough.

-I can keep working on it.

-Oh, no.

It's not your fault.

You did the best you could.

But I have made my decision-- we are canceling the horse.

♪ [MOTOR CUTS OUT, HORSE SNORTS] He's not serious about canceling the horse, is he?

He's your son.

Well, if I know Tauranga-- and I do-- they are gonna want a big horse.

I'll just talk to him.

I'll put my foot down.

Really?

You'd do that?

You don't think I should?

That settles it.

I mean, You're the stage manager.

I won't.

[ALARM BUZZES] Oh.

All props should now be in their boxes and stacked by wall F. Excuse me.

♪ [CLATTERING] -[GRUNTS] ♪ I just heard the news.

♪ He's right.

It's not good enough.

It's wonderful.

I'm an electrician who can't even wire up a smoke machine.

Watch your hand.

There are nails.

Look, it's all healed.

See?

♪ We can't do this.

I knew it.

Is it because I'm in a position of power and you think I'm abusing it?

Because I don't wanna Harvey Weinstein you.

I mean, I've been trying to deny my feelings, and I didn't even wanna do the duet anyway, because I felt it was too sexual.

But Charlie made me.

-Gloria.

It's not you.

You're perfect.

♪ But we can never do this again.

Why not?

You wouldn't understand.

I can't be here right now.

♪ ♪ I am the very model of a modern major general ♪ ♪ I've information vegetable, animal and mineral ♪ ♪ I know the kings of England ♪ ♪ And I quote the fights historical ♪ ♪ From Marathon to Waterloo in orders categorical ♪ -Drink.

-Drink!

-What?

-Order.

You said, "orders" Bitches.

[LAUGHTER] -Charlie!

-Hey!

Kia ora, boss.

JACQUI: You're up.

You're meant to be in rehearsals.

Uh, we're doing vocal training.

♪ Aren't we, boys?

♪ MIKAERE AND ADAM HARMONIZE: ♪ Aren't we, boys?

♪ It's Sunday.

You're here to work, not play games.

JACQUI: Let's play another game, then.

Truth or Dare.

I choose truth.

Sally Fields broke her wrist.

-Jacqui.

ADAM: Let me help, sis.

It goes-- ♪ I'm very well acquainted too with matters mathematical ♪ ♪ I understand equations both the simple and quadratical ♪ ♪ About binomial theorem, I'm teeming with a lot o' news ♪ If you're not in my rehearsal soon, then I will kill the lot of youse.

♪ If not in my rehearsal soon ♪ ♪ Then I will kill the lot of youse.

♪ If not in my rehearsal soon ♪ ♪ Then I will kill the lot of youse ♪ ♪ If you're not in my rehearsal soon ♪ ♪ Then I will kill the lot of, lot of youse!

♪ NICKY: Mikaere, you are needed in the service bay immediately.

-Roger.

-Absolutely not.

-OK.

[MIKAERE LAUGHS] -Where's Connor?

-Um, he had to run away.

Not because of me.

It didn't have anything to do with me.

I wouldn't even call it a run, to be honest.

It was more like a brisk walk.

OK, can we just get started, at least?

[YELPS] Nobody can see a piano here, can they?

Um, Nicky already put it on the truck, so... -[WHEEZES] -Can you not-- NICKY: The Greek naval fleet is now being transported in Gary's van, not Steve's.

It's fine.

It's absolutely fine.

We will just use a backing track.

[ECHOEY, EERIE TONES PLAY] -Oh, she's moody.

-[GIGGLES] Just get into positions.

-Should we get that bottle?

-Mm-hmm.

[FEEDBACK WHINES] You're doing such a good job, piglet.

Ow!

[THUD!

FEEDBACK WHINES] [EERIE MUSIC GETS LOUDER] [MUSIC CONTINUES THROUGH P.A.]

♪ [MUSIC STUTTERS] Once the light-- SHOUTS: Once the lights are on board, the truck will start loading the horse.

[FEEDBACK WHINES] Who needs music?

We'll just do it without.

Where is everyone?

SOUTHERN DRAWL: Well, this is a real nice clambake.

NICKY: Lighting team, you are now 12 minutes behind schedule.

I'm gonna kill her.

I'm gonna kill her!

♪ You have screwed me.

Move to the side.

Horse head coming through.

No, I canceled the horse.

In the logbook, it says "Horse transported to Her Majesty's Theatre 1500 hours."

Well, I don't care about your *** damn logbook.

I am trying to create a work of art.

Art is not in the schedule.

Well, maybe I'm sick of your schedule!

Don't you touch that.

Hm.

I see how it is.

You don't like people messing with your schedule.

[GRUNTS] The truck has only been hired for half a day.

"The truck is only hired for a half a day."

My voice is much deeper than that.

I am the... director!

EZRA: Aah!

-[GASPS] -[GASPS] Oh my God!

Mia, Where's the towel, Mia?

Please give me a towel!

Take it, girl.

Now I can see why you were fired from "Cats."

[GASPS] You were fired?

This is not what I come here for.

I'm out.

You can't quit.

Adrian's the only one who quits.

-Mum, I- -Don't.

[EZRA GASPING] MIA: You OK?

No.

♪ -Well, if I could just explain-- -How could you?

Well, I wanted to tell you.

I just-- Super Sunday is everyone's favorite day, Charles.

And you have ruined it.

OK, if we could maybe just focus on what's important-- People come to Pizazz because they love being here.

Do you get that?

No one's getting paid.

We've all got jobs.

We do this because it makes us happy.

I need you to know that I wasn't fired--not technically.

The producers invited me to leave.

And yeah, OK, maybe that sounds like the same thing, but it's actually very different-- You have become a selfish, arrogant man-child.

And I did not raise you to behave like that.

No, you just used me to create a nice little life for yourself here.

What life?

I was working two jobs to pay for your tap lessons.

I mortgaged my house to get you to New York.

I gave you my entire life.

Then have it back!

God!

And now you come into Pizazz, which is my thing now, and you bully all my friends who are just doing their best.

Their best?

ON P.A.

: This is their best?

-GAYE ON P.A.

: Yes.

You've got a 17-year-old running your costume department who currently looks like an oversized Smurf.

Your composer's a high-school music teacher who's, I don't know, a high-school music teacher.

Half of Pizazz are more interested in tea breaks than dance breaks.

Your tenors are running around acting like Timon and Pumbaa.

Mia is less ingenue and more "inge-no," and your leading lady is a talentless, washed-up old hack.

It is all just so amateur!

[SNIFFLES] And I think you should leave.

Yeah, I couldn't agree more.

♪ GAYE ON P.A.

: It was meant to be Super Sunday.

♪ [CLEARS THROAT] ♪ ♪ Super Sunday, Super, Super Sunday ♪ ♪ Gonna be a really frickin'-- ♪ No.

Too soon.

[DRAMATIC OPERA MUSIC PLAYS] ♪ Well, well, well.

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