Josie: Mom, Valerie quit the Pussycats. Mayor McCoy: Replace her! Josie: Val writes our songs. She's irreplaceable. Mayor McCoy: No, Josie, you're irreplaceable. Everyone else is...disposable. You know...maybe it's not such a bad thing to try a new voice? A different sound? You know how your father feels about pop music. Josie: But it's not pop music this time. Mayor McCoy: Well, he's catching a Red Eye and missing two concert dates to see you in this Variety Show. I would hate for you to let him down. Josie: I understand, and I won't. Mayor McCoy: Good. Because if you do, he will somehow blame me.
Josie: Hey, what’s up? Valerie: Is it true you’re ditching us? Josie: Who told you that? Melody: Someone put a note in my locker. Josie: What? Valerie: Josie, women are supposed treat each other better than this. We’re your sisters and you clawed us in the back. Josie: It’s not as black and white as that. Okay, this opportunity just fell into my lap. Valerie: Then why didn’t talk to us? Why be all shady and hide it? Melody: Because she wants to try it as a solo diva. Well go ahead, Josie! Try it girl. Cause you’re on your own now. Josie: What?! No! Val! [They walk away] Melody: Pride cometh before the fall, Josie.