02x03 - Faux Pas de Deux

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Previously on Dance Academy...

Amazeballs!
Show me so I can do it better.

I'm stuck here but I don't care
about being the best.

Everyone cares about being the best.

I'm not everyone.

I think I like you.

I know I like you.

It was a blip.
Just forget it ever happened.

Oh yeah, who caved first?

He did.
She did.

Mum, we both know
the only part of me

you've ever been interested in
is dancing.

Actually, I'm cancelling
my tour commitments.

You're going to go to school
as a day girl.

So I'll be staying at home,
with you?

We're just going to learn
to be a normal family.

Actually, new girl,
we've already made up our minds.

Ally.

Trilby.

So far I've been
to ballet schools.

That includes four in London,

two in Singapore and an unfortunate
month of classical tutoring

from a half-deaf sadist in Prague.

The one thing I never get used to
is being the new kid.

That fear of being left out.

Gentlemen!

We have a new guy. Ben Tickle.

First year couldn't contain his mad
skills so he's been bumped up.

Get into pairs.
Someone bring Ben up to speed.

Usually you've got
about three seconds

to make a decent first impression.

Thanks, Mr Lieberman.

The Liebermeister!

My usual tactic
is to make a splash.

That way, in theory,
you get to choose your friends,

rather than them choosing you.

Stop pretending it doesn't hurt.

Like it's not easy for you too.

Now that I'm at normal school,
I don't want to stick out anymore.

For once, I want to blend in.

Lexie, Elke, one warning.

Kat, join Elke's group.

Now this next piece
is all kinds of exciting,

because it requires you
to use two art forms,

music and movement,
to tell a dramatic story.

Ms Fawsie?
Yes, Elke,

you may use the spoken word as well.

No, Lexie, it's not a requirement.

Let's get started.

So we're all boat people and we're
coming to Australia across the sea,

while Gorecki's Symphony
of Sorrowful Songs plays.

How do boat people dance again?

Trilby, I am so sick of your
negativity.

It's called realism, Elk.
We have to keep it simple.

You can't dance, I can't dance.

Marysa and Darcy can't dance.

What about you, new girl?
Can you dance?

I've got it.

A piece about humanity's destruction
of the environment.

We can call it Gaia's Vengeance.

That sounds like a really good idea.

Girl's class is boring without Kat.

Do you reckon you could
smuggle me in with you?

You might need to grow some wispy
facial hair first.

Um, do the words 'third' and 'wheel'
mean anything to you guys?

Seriously, she's your big thr*at?

Don't be fooled by the naive country
bumpkin act.

The best pas de deux partner

and the assistant choreographer
both succumbed.

Basically she owes her status
to pash rash.

You're funny.

I've always thought so.
What are you bringing to the table?

You two! Be quiet, or chop!

To the centre.

I could even the odds for you.

Really travel this, guys,

and explode that front foot
into the air, yeah?

Show me that photo moment.

OK, here we go.

You guys organising that hip hop
night was so cool.

But even before they tapped me
on the shoulder,

I knew second year
was where I belonged.

Shhh.

I mean, I wouldn't call first years
immature.

It's just like my mum says -
I'm an old soul.

Old soul?
Right, we're up.

Five, six, seven, eight.

So Ben, good stuff in there.
Thanks, Reedo.

And Ben's pretty boring.
Most people call me the Benster.

Really?

So did you do martial arts
before you danced?

No. Why?

There was this Asian kid in dance
school back in Newy.

He started out in taekwondo.
You look a bit like him.

Yep, we all look the same.

Mate, that's a bit r*cist.

Cucumber on a sandwich,
that is so gay.

What?
I'm just taking them off.

That's what I mean. It's gay.

News flash. I think Abigail's
made a friend. Hi.

Tara, the Benster.

Have you always walked funny,
or did ballet make you that way?

What?

Ballet girls. They're so sensitive.

How do normal people walk?

Ah, heel-toe.
I think you're more toe-heel.

Great. So I'll just, you know,
unlearn that.

Hey, we should come up with a name
for our g*ng. The Untouchables.

Yeah, that's great.
That's appropriate.

Look, can you just excuse me
a second?

You push me off balance like
yesterday,

I will punch you in the brain.

It's good to see you too, Abigail.

The fairy godmother has spoken.
My child, you shall go to the ball.

Good afternoon, students.

I've decided to make some changes.
You're swapping partners.

Lovely, Abigail.

Stay with me, muscles. Come on.

Ow!

Oh, is that really necessary, Ben?

Couldn't you sweat less?
Better lay off the lamingtons.

Thank you.
You owe me.

Celebration in my room.
Seven o'clock.

So how's school, kitten?

Any fun activities?

What, like finger painting?

Ah, best part was probably drama.

We're doing
a music and movement piece.

Oh, is that like dance?

No, in fact in it's almost entirely
unlike dance.

It's a classic, isn't it?

I'll get more carrot sticks.
And Golden Steps III?

If it's as good as one and two,
then I am there.

I'm actually pretty tired.

Hey, I wasn't criticising.
Let's bring this trilogy home.

I forgot.
We have Character at eight.

OK.

Well, thanks for the celebration.

I had fun.

I'm glad.

Hey, it's Kat. Leave a
message and I'll get back to you.

Kat?

You no write.
You don't love me no more?

Hey, Liebermeister!
Hey, give me your arm.

OK, so...

That is your invitation
to my Welcome to Second Year party.

Observatory Hill,
straight after class.

I'm inviting all the second years,
but I'm making you the co-host.

OK, thanks.

Reedo, let's go.

So you're throwing yourself
a welcome party?

I'm kind of an alpha male.

Except my stupid stamp's
run out of ink. That is gay!

I'll see you guys there?

Wouldn't miss it.

No stamp. Drats. Guess I can't go.

No, you guys have to come.

No, I don't think so.

Well, you just said you would.
A new kid's not just for Christmas.

Where did that come from?

Seven, eight. We are glaciers,
shedding ice as we recede.

Shake out your dandruff, girls.

Look, we only have to be better than
Lexie and her plastics,

and they're doing nothing.

Guys, vengeance is about
making a difference.

Geri! Over here.

Who is that?

That's Geri Sherm.
She's a commercial choreographer.

She's pretty good, actually.

What?

You know her name and you know her
specialty. How come?

What do you mean, no?
Dance for us, monkey!

Well I would,
but I've sort of retired.

Look, we thought you were like
Lexie, only more boring.

But you could help us b*at her.

You don't know that.
She said she got kicked out.

I did. I did, which is why I don't
dance anymore,

and I definitely don't choreograph.

But in terms of help,
I guess I do have some connections.

Ow!
Oh yeah, no ink.

Hey, starts really soon so don't
worry about getting dressed up.

Hey, did I tell you I'm
claustrophobic?

No, you didn't.

I didn't think so. See, the problem
wasn't with Golden Steps III...

it's just medically dangerous for me
to stay in.

How sad for you.

OK, assuming you're not going
to the new guy's party,

how about I show you
my version of fun?

Yoohoo!

Oh, Karamakov!

See? You leave me one voicemail
and - pow! - I materialise.

Now put your ballet slippers back on.
I have a job for you.

World of ballet, kindly collide with
the real world.

Hi.
Um, we're here for a dance lesson.

Well, I have this thing
I'm supposed to go to.

Wait. No, no, I forbid you.

The Benster invited
all the second years.

I'm pretty sure you're off the hook.

You're off the hook.

There's only one rule.
We get everything for free.

Help! Someone help!
My friend's collapsing!

What are you doing?
My friend is collapsing. Go with me.

Please, anyone! It's an emergency!

Is she OK?

My friend Hermione gets
super low blood sugar.

Don't try to be brave, Hermione,
honey. This man is going to help us.

What does she need?
I'll call an ambulance.

There's no time. If she doesn't get
something sweet immediately,

she'll go into shock.

OK, stay right here.
I'll be right back.

Organic chocolate only!
Faster!

I could k*ll you.

Sweating forehead, wide eyes,
racing pulse.

Abi, I think you just had fun.

That was the least amount of fun
I've ever had in my entire life.

So what's next?

Come on.

Try it. It's easy.

Too easy.

Yep, that's it.

It's all about coordinating
both movements. So...

Maybe... maybe we can do the
breaking ice like this.

Ah, wow.

Cool motif. I like it.
And then we can go...

For melting, like this,
and then turn.

Whoa.

We should do this more often.

Hi. Excuse me, um, is Anoushka in?

I don't know, sorry.
It's my second day.

Really? It's kind of awkward.

My cousin Vanessa's visiting
from LA.

She's got this premiere thingy
tonight and um,

Anoushka promised a dress.

That's not...

Babe, I'm going to have to
call you back.

Your cousin's not Vanessa Hutchens,
is it?

Oh, my gosh! I'm such a big fan.

Go Wildcats!

Yeah, well today she's just a girl
looking for a dress. Right, Nessie?

Hi! OK, no worries.

That's fine. Um, alright, let's see
what we have here for you.

We need a taxi.

Uh! Against the rules, remember?
Everything has to be free.

Abi, what are you doing?

Hello! Ah, my name is Helga.

This is my friend, Pia. We are from
Sweden, ah, but we are so lost.

So Kat has new friends.
Does that feel weird to you?

You miss her a lot, don't you?

Yeah. We all do.

Look, do you ever worry that Kat

was kind of the main thing
that we had in common?

OK, it might not sound very ballet
of me, but you know,

when it comes to friends,
I don't play favourites.

OK?

OK.

Auf wiedersehen! Ciao ciao!

But we're finally getting a little
bit of rhythm.

They're actually moving to the music
instead of miming to Elke's poetry.

Mm, that sounds nice.

Nice? Typical. If my thing was a
performance at the National Academy,

you would be all over it.

You'd turn up with photographers
to record yourself watching me dance.

Come on, Kat, you're being
unreasonable.

We can't second guess everything
that's important to you.

She's not asking you to guess, Dad.

She's asking you
to show an interest.

Thank you.

Except if I show an interest
I'm being patronising,

and if I'm not all over you,
I'm the worst mother in the world.

Well, why do you have to be
the worst or the best?

I just want you to be normal.

I am being normal. We're sitting
here having a family activity.

This is my best attempt
at being normal!

See how they're both
using their plie?

Good, Christian.

Good. Now, everyone.

Good luck with the Benster.

Ah, Miss Raine, may I be excused?

Samuel!
Where do you think you're going?

Ben!

Benster! Hey, can you stop?
No!

I'm sorry I didn't come to your thing.
Something just came up.

Well, if you weren't going,
you should've RSVPed no.

Not yes - no.
You're right. My bad.

I tried so hard to be friends
with you guys.

That's the thing.
You've just been pretty full on.

That's who I am. That's the Benster.

You want me to tone it down just so
I'll fit in? That's totally gay.

See? Right there -
'gay' doesn't actually mean lame.

You don't know what people
are going through.

Right now, someone could be trying
to work all that stuff out,

like figure out who they are.

You're turning it into this negative.
It's not cool.

Oh. Right. Um...

I'm such an idiot.

Myles Kelly? How low can you go?

You'd be surprised.

Thank you, girls. I'm sure there was
a story in there somewhere.

Elke's group, you're up next.

Darling, am I on time?

Tell me that's not your mother.
Worse.

It's her android replacement,
programmed to humiliate.

Got a bit held up.
Mm-hmm!

k*ll me now.

My husband's rehearsing.
Sends apologies.

Oh! It's so great
they've involved parents.

They don't normally come
to assessments. So...

degrees.

. , . ,

. , .

. , degrees.

Heat. Rising. Danger.

Rising. Bureaucratic apathy.

Rising.

cr*ck! cr*ck! Splash!

The ice shelf of the Arctic,
icebergs breaking free.

Drifting, drifting away,
melting as they go.

The polar bears roar their farewell
to humanity.

Fantastic!

That is possibly the finest
music and movement piece

I've ever had in any of my classes.

Well, you did a great job
of the choreography.

Mum, don't!

What? It was surprisingly good.

Yeah, for an amateur performance

by first-time dancers
in a school exercise.

Well, there are some excellent dance
classes in the city...

Mum, again, don't!

Katrina, I'm just trying to work out
what you want.

Please believe me.
I know.

Last year, it was like
I broke up with ballet,

or maybe ballet broke up with me.

I didn't think it would hurt so much,
but it did.

I didn't know that.

Well, it was my fault.

And I don't want to get back
together,

but I think I need to miss it
for a little while.

If it helps, I miss it too.

So, round two?

No, I'm taking the dress back.

And recommending they hire
a smarter sales assistant.

I don't want to be mistaken for a
thief, or some B list celebrity.

But you still had fun, right?

Yeah. You coming?

So we're good, right?

Yeah.

It's just you and Tara being
so full on.

A little weird adjusting to.

OK.

It's gross, obviously,
but yeah, it's great.

Well honestly, I haven't really
known how to play it.

You said things were cool
between us.

Yeah, it is.

I don't feel the same way I did
last year. That's gone.

But it did mean something, I guess.

At some stage I have to
figure out what. You know?

Yep.

Come on, let's go.

Boys. Hey, look,
I made you rainbow cupcakes.

When I said 'That's so gay,'
I didn't mean to offend you.

Um, OK.

Ah, wait,
that's a bad turn of phrase.

Um, look, it's totally cool
that you guys are... yeah.

Ben!
Mate, the cupcakes are...

The toughest thing about being
kicked out of the academy

wasn't that I didn't fit in.

Ooh!

Excuse us!
Sorry, partner.

It was how much I DID fit with the
people there, my friends.

Hello!

I don't know how things are going
to work out at school No. .

Hey, are you the one who got
rejected last year?

I don't think
I've found my place yet.

The very same. And you are Ben?

Call me Benster.

Mm, no-one gets to pick
their own nickname, Ben.

She's awesome.

Hey, she should be part of our g*ng.

Can I be a part of your g*ng?

But I know who I fit with.
And maybe that's enough for now.

Give me!

No!

Oh, there's a pink one.