Cut school tomorrow and come down
to station WYZT to audition.
- No.
- But, Ma.
Don't test me, Tracy Turnblad.
My diet pill's wearin' off.
But come on.
No one is auditioning for
anything in this household.
But why not? Why not?!
Because dancing is not your future.
One day you're gonna own
Edna's Occidental Laundry.
I don't wanna be a laundress.
I wanna be famous!
Look, if you wanna be famous...
learn how to take blood
outta car upholstery.
That's a skill you can take right to the bank.
- Hey, hey. What's all this ruckus in here?
- Not a word.
Daddy, tomorrow I'm auditioning
to dance on a Tv show.
- No, she is not.
- You are?
First the hair, now this?
But all the kids are battin' up
their hair now, hon.
You're no help.
It's "ratting," Daddy.
And our first lady,
Jacqueline Kennedy, does it.
I don't believe that.
What do you mean,
you don't believe that?!
- I don't.
- How else would it look that way?
I believe that it is naturally stiff.
She doesn't understand anything.
- Dancing on that show is my dream.
- I know.
