01x10 - Through the Looking Glass

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Previously on Dance Academy...

"Proven commitment to training

"for an elite career in dance

"would be compelling evidence

"that Christian would benefit
from a non-custodial sentence."

This could be
your ticket to freedom.

Oh! Oh, sorry.

Want to know why I'm so mean to Tara?
Because the three of you are idiots.

Abigail, you do know
that for your height and weight,

you're in perfect proportion,
don't you?

It's normal to be developing.
I'm not developing.

And I'm certainly not MOST girls.

I have these. I have bigger these!

But I'm going to be
a principal dancer.

And principals don't.
They just don't.

They're ethereal, they're like...

Who? Tara?

Out in the bush,
the best way to survive

is to blend in to
your surroundings.

Make it romantic.

I once watched this lizard

become exactly the same colour
as the tree it was sitting on

until it was almost
impossible to see,

which helps when there's
a predator nearby.

Yes. Tara, Christian, that's not
as dreadful as I've seen it.

But another time,
it was too slow to change

and as it stepped out into the open,
that's when the predator swooped.

Sorry, sorry, sorry!

I said like a gazelle,
not an elephant.

Go to the back.
I'm sick of the sight of you.

Katrina, to the front of the class.

Sometimes
I think it'd be easier

to survive in the bush
than at the academy.

Miss Raine, I just wanted to say
that I see your point entirely.

It's clear that
I need a new partner.

Is it?

I've taught Sammy all I can.
I need someone who's at my level.

Abigail, the problem
isn't just Sammy.

He had to do all the work
in the lift

because you're a sack of potatoes.

Me? Potatoes?

A dancer who blames her partner
isn't popular in her company.

I suggest you assess
your own shortcomings.

Thank you.

Five, six, seven and eight.

And failli, assemblé.
Legs together in the assemblé.

Good. Make a picture in the air.

And...

That's it, Christian.
Watch your placement.

Good.

Failli, assemblé.

A friend of yours, Christian?

Um, never seen him before.

OK, keep going.

Yeah, yeah, tonight.
No, it's all sorted. I'm here right now.

Well, I'm just looking
at a really ugly chick, actually.

Yeah, it's pretty unfortunate.

You're right, mate.

It must be hard going through
life looking like that.

Excuse me?

You know, listening to other
people's phone calls is creepy.

Yeah? So is loitering. Are you lost?

What? Don't you think I belong here?

Depends. Are you
man enough for tights?

Actually, I've got
a formal invitation.

I'm visiting my brother.
Yeah, who's that?

Aaron!
Cheddar!

What are you doing here, man?
Not much, dude.

Visiting you, apparently.

Although, you guys
don't really look like brothers.

Well, this guy is closer than a brother.

Oh, well, Aaron... Cheddar,

leaving you to your man-love.

So what are you doing here?
Gran kicked me out.

She said she's had a gutful
of me wasting my life.

Heard you've been hanging out
with the Longleys.

Don't believe everything you hear.

I thought you were smarter than that.
Don't worry.

I know what I'm doing.

So are you gonna let me sleep
on the streets, or what?

No, I can lend you a cardboard box.

This was my grandmother's
and you don't even bother telling me?

That whiny voice is seriously
unattractive, just so you know.

I'll replace it tomorrow.

You can't just replace it.
It's all I have of hers.

What do you want me to say?

The ugly mirror's broken,

which is tragic, yes,
but also irreversible.

So aside from me writing
an apology in my own blood,

all I can do is get you another one.

Well, I suppose,
but just so you know,

you can't break something
and then pretend it never happened.

It's common courtesy...
Shh!

So let me get this straight.

They're actually forcing you
to wear girls' shoes?

It's just temporary. And they're
not exclusively girls' shoes.

Oh, they SO are.

Guys do pointe. Character roles.

Like the ugly sisters
in 'Cinderella'?

- Yes.
- No way, dude.

What?
Lucy Gladewright - dead ringer.

No, she's not.

This guy had the biggest crush
on Lucy Gladewright.

No, no, I didn't.
He was 10 years old.

He thought they were
gonna get married.

- Aww!
- What?!

Wait, are you... are you blushing?

- Are you blushing?
- Aww!

Man, I love this guy!

Are you gonna get me some food, then?
Sure.

Sweet.
Why not?

Uh, who's that?

He's a mate of mine. He's gonna
be staying here tonight.

How'd you get permission?
And who made you hall monitor?

Do you want a badge or a sash?

Yeah, a sash is cool. Ready?

Bang!

What's up?

He is the funniest guy I know.

Christian?
Yeah.

Dude, he doesn't speak.

I've seen him smile about twice.
And one of those was a grimace.

Trust me, alright?
Actually, there's a funny story.

This one night,
we got pulled over by the cops

and he says, "Why are you speeding?"

Christian leans over
from the passenger seat

and goes, "Oh, sorry, mate.

"The servo we're about to rob
closes in five minutes."

The cop just laughed and let us off.
Oh, no way.

Yeah. Well, we were only going,
like, five K's over.

But the funny thing -
same cop, half an hour later,

picks us up for robbing
the servo!

That didn't happen.

Yeah, why would you do that?

Guys, come on.
It's obvious that it's a joke.

Right?

Why do you think he's here
in ballet school?

He doesn't have a choice.

Christian robbed a service station?

Um, it's getting late, so...

Yeah, no, we've got homework to do.

What homework?
Uh, anatomy homework.

Let's go.

Um... yeah.

See ya.

You hadn't told them?
No kidding.

I'm gonna get some air.

Look, mate, you know
I got a big mouth.

It's always getting me into trouble.

I didn't tell them
for a reason, alright?

I thought they were your friends.
Why would they care?

You don't get this place, OK?

It's only temporary, right?
Yeah, sure.

Good, because once this
whole court thing's over,

I reckon we head
straight to Indonesia.

We've been talking
about it long enough.

Yeah, what if we go to jail, Aaron?
Why so negative?

A couple of months in ballet land,

a quick hello to the judge
and we're out of here.

Bo's got a mate with a charter boat.

Oh, Bo Longley's
got a mate now, does he?

Yeah, we can cruise the islands
and surf all day, live the dream.

Gotta actually do it, Cheds.

Oh, what are you doing there, mate?
You almost gave me a heart att*ck.

Didn't know if you could
get back in or not.

Are you hurt?

Yeah, stacked my board.

So where is it? The board?

Are you gonna get me
some ice, or what?

Sorry, sorry, sorry!

I said
like a gazelle, not an elephant.

How many's that?

23, not including
the partial rewind after 15.

I'm sorry to
interrupt your morning, Sammy,

but I'm not too keen
on splitting my head open

because you lack
upper body strength.

So that means one of us
has to deconstruct pas de deux

since I'm wasting
my lunch hour with Tara.

You're spending lunch with Abigail?

Long story. She owes me a mirror.

Lost something?
My camera. It had a lot of seagulls.

Where'd you have it last?
In here, last night.

What? When you were talking
to Christian's friend?

What's that supposed to mean?

The guy thinks it's funny
to rob petrol stations.

Of course he'd steal your stuff.

I only told Abigail.

Did I just hear that right?

Christian's friend
robbed a petrol station?

Yeah, but he wouldn't
steal from us, would he?

Would he?

Would he what?
Your friend stole Kat's camera.

No, it's missing.
It could just be a coincidence.

We're not saying he stole it.
Don't hear you saying he didn't.

Just get it back, yeah?

Hey, girls, do you want a go?

I hear dancers are
pretty good on their feet.

Hey!
Here he is.

Mate, do you always have
this effect on women?

Kat's missing her camera.
Red one, apparently. Seen it?

What? Are you asking or accusing?
You tell me.

Mate, you've really lost it, Cheds.

These rich kids
have done your head in.

So where were you last night?

Oh, well, you know,
I snuck into Kat's room

and I stole her little dinky camera.

Where do you think I was?
I don't know, Aaron.

I don't need this.

Abigail, we only
have half an hour for lunch.

Is this place close?

Blackforest.
I'd k*ll for a blackforest.

344 calories and 19.3 grams of fat.

But that carrot cake,
which people think is healthier,

has 22.8 grams and 387 calories.

Whoa, that's freakish.

We're dancers.
We have to know this stuff.

Since when did you become
encyclopedic about cake?

It's not like you eat it.

I have never seen you put so much
as one morsel of cake in your mouth.

It's comforting to know you're
keeping tabs on my food intake.

Well, it's not hard to keep tabs

on a few celery sticks
and some carrot.

OK.

How can you not eat that now?

It's called self-control. Try it.

It's ugly.

Let me guess - you love it.

It is from Europe, like me.

It's also very old, like me.

It's very beautiful,
but out of our price range.

Way out of our price range.

You like antiques?

My nanna did. She liked
the way they had another life.

Some mystery.
Exactly.

Did you see this? Look.

Oh, Abigail, it's you!

You evil girls!

No...

You distract me while your friend
steals from my shop!

No, we weren't!

Oh, I don't think so!
I can explain. Abigail!

Explain to the police.

But...

It's not like we said
Christian took it.

Although to be fair, he hasn't
exactly been honest with us.

Kind of just makes you think that...

We don't even really know him.

Aaron's gone.

He said he didn't take your camera,
but I'll get you a new one.

No, Christian, you don't... Ohh.

Mr Lieberman, Mr Reed,
you've misplaced your partners?

No, they're coming.
I think they're just... late.

How observant. Shall we begin?

Without partners?

Mr Lieberman, meet Mr Reed.

So, um, who's gonna be the girl?

OK. Sweet.

No answer.
Class must have started.

What is wrong with you?

She's being completely unreasonable
to hold us here.

You were going to steal it.

Probably you this morning too.
No wonder you accused Aaron.

I didn't take anything from Kat.

No, just stuff you don't need
from nice old ladies.

She's calling the police.

You don't know that.

We could climb up there.
We'd be able to hear her better.

Any time, Lieberman.

Looks like your boyfriend
wants to drop you.

Focus.

Too heavy. You're going to buckle.

Ready. One, two, three.

Yeah!

No. Turn around.
OK.

Arggh!

It's in the timing, isn't it?

You're not actually
that much lighter than me.

What can you see?
She's on the phone.

I knew that! Can you hear her?
No.

Tara, what's happening?
Abigail, put me down.

What?
Abigail, put me down!

I can't!
She's looking! Abigail!

Aristocratic chins.

Don't rush. Don't rush!

Firmly on the hip.

Miss Raine.
Christian Reed.

Last night, 2:00am, corner of Alison
and Belmore Roads in Randwick,

there was an attempted
smash-and-grab on a cash machine.

What can you tell me about it?

Nothing. I mean, I haven't left
school all week. You can ask anyone.

That's not what I'm asking,
Christian.

We've already charged
one offender - Bo Longley,

a known associate of Aaron Dean.

Did you want to speak to him?
Because he's not here anymore.

He was here last night, though.

He needed somewhere to crash,
had a fight with his gran.

You understand how serious this is?

Yes. I should have asked
if he could stay first.

I'm sorry, sir.

I don't get it. You have everything.

No-one has everything.

Do you want to get caught?

Is it like a cry for help
or something?

Hardly. If it wasn't for you,
we wouldn't be here.

This is so not my fault.

We're stuck in a room,
waiting for the police.

I deserve an explanation.

I think it's about
the moment I get away with it.

Like, I can slow down time

and take the thing
right out from under their noses.

I'm in complete control. Powerful.

The only other feeling
that comes close...

Dancing.

Or at least it used to.

So are you ever gonna eat that
or is that a control thing too?

Abigail?

Excuse me! Hello!
What are you doing?

I'm getting us out of here.
Excuse me!

Looking good, Cheddar.

School knows you stayed last night.
They're not happy.

I didn't mean
to cause you any grief.

How'd they find out?

Don't worry. I told the cops
you were here all night.

Right. Thanks.

So where were you?

I got a call from the Longleys.

Just at the last minute,
I didn't even...

So it was just luck
that I was your alibi?

Hey, hey, I swear
I wasn't using you.

It was great seeing you and all,
but I should have known.

There's always an angle.

Don't be like that, Cheds.

The whole reason I'm even here
is because of you.

"Come help me out on something.
No-one will get hurt.

"It's a service station, easy money."

And now the cops are at my school.

Hey, hey, it'll be sweet.
Couple of months, this'll all be over.

You don't know that.
Trust me, alright?

'Cause that's really
helped me in the past.

So leave, ditch the lot of it.
Indonesia's calling.

No. Not this time.

What? That's it?

Yeah, I'm staying.

You think they'll ever let you
be one of 'em? A ballet boy?

You can't change, mate.
Nobody can. They won't let you.

We have exams coming up
and the pressure's just really intense.

I lost my head. I've never
done anything like this before.

I'm just so ashamed.

And you will never come back?

Never. Never.

Go.

And the police?

I only phoned directory assistance.

But if you ever
steal from my shop again,

I will call them
and they will deal with you.

Thank you so much.

That lizard
I was telling you about

comes from the bush,
which looks beautiful,

but is actually a pretty tough place,

a bit like here.

We can't change colour
like the lizard,

but we all have our own
defence mechanisms.

I'd give up. Just cut it off.

Thanks for trying to fix it.

Some of us build an armour
so that no-one can get close.

It's still ugly.

And others grow thorns,
hoping to scare the world away.

But sometimes
the best survival technique

is just to accept
that not everyone is your enemy.

Found it wedged
in the couch this morning.

I'm a bad person.

Yeah, that couch
is like a black hole.

So do you want to talk about
petrol stations? Or Aaron?

No.
OK.

But I'll have one of those rolls.

Ugh, how do you eat that stuff?

Arggh! Get them away from my food!

Reckon if I smothered them
in bacon fat,

they'd let me stop wearing them?

You could give them to me.
Or leave them on the couch.

Apparently it's a black hole.

Yum.