02x11 - Self Sabotage

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Previously on Dance Academy...
It was kind of a mess.

I'm gonna need a minute
to shake that out of my head.

I don't think Saskia's
going to mark me fairly.

I asked Saskia to push you. She says
you've been focused on boyfriends.

I kissed my
best friend's ex-boyfriend,

so it kind of seems like
the right time to get away.

I am moving to Paris
to be a dancer in the Moulin Rouge!

Wow, that's...
Amazing, I guess?

Sometimes even now I feel like
such a country girl.

The idea of living overseas in a
place where they don't speak English

is mind-bending.

Bonjour! Would madam care
to drool on some croissants?

Ah, I can't believe this is
gonna be my everyday breakfast!

Stop it! It's hard enough
not having you at the Academy.

I'm incapable of
an ocean of distance. Oh!

Fear not, little one, you still
have two weeks to adore me.

It's possible, if I work hard enough,

a few years here,
then a residency as a guest artist

somewhere incredible in Europe...

But even knowing that's at stake,
I'll still space out in class,

get distracted by my friends,
by boys, by life.

I think that's called self-sabotage.

Wow, sweetie.

If your Prelude solo's that boring,
imagine if I let you do Red Shoes.

Remember, we don't want the
Prix judges slipping into a coma.

Abigail, wake me up.

Fun times.

Oh, I love that intro.
Totally suits you.

Gorgeous.

I cannot stress enough
how unprecedented this is.

Normally when a student fails...
They're kicked out.

Thank you for arranging me a tutor.
You are a benevolent god.

Oliver.
One second.

That's looking really...
It's rubbish. Are you my protege?

Uh, Sammy Lieberman.

I was blown away when you did
the Nutcracker Prince. Props, man.

Oliver topped second year last year.

Do you think there's anything
you can teach him?

I've been studying your technique -
walk back and forth, yell, repeat.

I can't wait to get started.

So I've, I've come up with
a suggested training schedule.

The first thing to address is diet,

so we need a works burger
from the place on the corner.

Seriously?

Who's the sensei here?

Wax on, wax off. Gotcha.

Boys, but this is as far as you go.

I'm not bringing an entourage
to my first day of rehearsal.

Why are you rehearsing here?
Half our dancers are Australian.

We rehearse here,
then ship them over. You are?

Sorry, April, Academy students.
They begged me for a field trip.

We'll be like ninjas -
you won't see us.

Pour vous. I'll see you in there.

Ah! This is mine! See,
that is my name!

I thought the skirts
would be shorter.

Thunder Kats are go!
Woo!

I thought you were gonna be ninjas.

Kat, that was on three!
Sorry, April! I'll get faster!

Whoops.

Sorry.

Woo!

Marilyn, meet Tara.

She's going to co-parent.

Saskia's right, Prelude is the
most boring solo choice imaginable.

Mummy Tara wants to do the Red Shoes,
doesn't she, Marilyn?

I used to watch the video when I
was little. It means something.

Well, couldn't Lucy
veto Saskia's veto?

Miss Raine already thinks I'm
the girl who cried victimisation.

It'd be different
if she saw how Saskia treats me.

Saskia's good at turning on
the nice when she needs to.

Exactly.
No-one is going to believe me.

How's that looking? I always
have trouble with that first b*at.

Yeah, great.
You should be very proud.

We've only been here half an hour.
I thought we were gonna...

Baby steps. I don't want you
going too fast too soon.

That's when injuries happen.

Did you even look at that schedule?
Yeah.

We're not gonna do that.

Talia's got this banker boyfriend
and her place is unbelievable.

We're all gonna share a taxi over.

Kat.
Hi.

How do you think you went today?
I'm terrible at these questions.

Um, it felt better towards the end.

Tomorrow is massive and you need
to have that chorey down,

so I'm suggesting an early night.

Absolutely.
I think my body would thank me.

Perfect.
'Night.

Ignore her. She says that
after every rehearsal.

Seriously, Paris is a party town
and physical fitness

comes second to social stamina.

We'll get your muscles
straight into a jacuzzi.

I'll be back in a sec.

You're still here.

Uh, what happened to the Benster?

Prix freak-out, realised he couldn't
handle the day without training.

Ah.
What are you doing now?

Um, girls bonding session.

Right. Alright, well,
thanks for letting me hang out today.

Quality time.

We're good now, right?
Mm-hmm, yep.

We're tight, like glue.

Is this the right size memory stick?
I really do not think it is.

Deep breaths. Just get her
in an abusive frame of mind.

Guys, I asked you to watch,
so someone has to watch.

You're not getting your first b*at?
I knew it.

Miss Raine pitched this guy as my
saviour and he couldn't care less.

Could just be a rumour,

but I heard he got kicked
off the tour.

Major director clash or something.
Brilliant.

Now my entire future hangs
in his hands.

What are you doing, anyway?
Good to go.

You kids should really get out more.

Sammy and I aren't actually here.

Deja vu.

I've been working really hard on it
in my spare time

and all I want is one chance
to change your mind.

Thrill me.

What do you think?

Everything I said
last time still holds.

Sweetie, I know you want this
to work, but it just doesn't.

I need more than that.

The other teachers,
they give really specific notes,

but you often don't.

I know you haven't been
teaching long...

So you're questioning my experience?
No, I'm trying to understand you.

Alright.
So what made you pick Red Shoes?

Well, at first I was
inspired by your version,

but I also connect with the story.

Do you?
What are you trying to convey?

Victoria's pain. Finding the love
of her life and then choosing dance.

In the end,
performing while grieving.

So you've experienced
grief and heartbreak?

Yes.
No, you haven't.

You're a child.

All I see is a silly kid
flouncing around,

yet you're arrogant enough
to think you're an artist.

I'm worried, because there are
so many girls more talented than you.

What's gonna happen
at the end of third year

when you don't get a contract?

I know this is
your pretty little dream, but...

Say it.

You're never going to make it.

You're not good enough
and you never will be.

No, you haven't. You're a child.

All I see is a silly kid flouncing
around... She sounded so sure.

This is like one of those celeb
meltdowns. We should put it online.

This was just for Miss Raine.
If Saskia knew, I'd get kicked out.

A, you can claim WikiLeaks did it,

B, after people see this, you won't
be the one getting kicked out.

I should call Kat.
You need to wean yourself off that.

She is not going to be able
to help you from Paris.

Look, ballet teachers
get away with this,

because they have power
and we have none.

Don't you think it's time
we took it back?

You're a child. All I see is
a silly kid flouncing around,

yet you have the arrogance
to think you're an artist.

I'm worried.

There's a comment from a dancer
in Finland - you've gone viral.

Girl after my own heart. Solid gold.

I've got to talk to Miss Raine.

No, wait until she comes to you,
then pretend you haven't seen it.

If you go to her,
you're incriminating yourself.

Camera really is unforgiving.
I'd invest in some concealer.

We don't know what you're talking
about. I'm already incriminated.

Is it gonna be my turn next or...?

Nope, still you.

I heard you got kicked off
the third year tour.

I told Humphries where to stick
his Stone-Age choreography.

I should be dux, but they punished me
for having an opinion.

Which means I'm, what,
community service?

You tutor me, you go back on tour?
That's about it.

Yeah, I don't know
what Miss Raine's gonna think

when I request a new tutor.

Protege,
where do you think you're going?

It's a shame, 'cause third year's
tour is pretty make-it-or-break-it.

But then again, so are my exams
and my needs aren't being met.

Dude, look at me.

Look at you.
You really want to be making threats?

We'll start from the top,
so I hope you're all warmed up.

Kat, you're gonna have to spend
your first pay cheque on a watch.

I know. I'm sorry, I'm sorry!

Your skirt's on backwards.

How are you so perky?
Practice and caffeine.

Oh.
Are we keeping you, ladies?

No.

Tara. I was gonna come find you.

Um... yesterday the specialist
told me that I'm not healing right,

and I didn't take it so well.

That... that's understandable.

And I think that you
copped the brunt of it.

I shouldn't have gone
so far in our session.

Oh, right.

It'd be great if we could
keep that between us.

Uh-huh.

I'll get your Les Sylphides looking
decent, OK? That's a promise.

She hasn't seen it yet.

Sammy. Getting in touch
with your feminine side?

I need a bit of extra class time,
that's all.

Your week's looking
as good as mine.

You saw it? Thoughts?

You don't need a second opinion.
You set her up, T.

I get that it's hard
to stand up for yourself,

I really get that, but...

You know, I forgot that
with Kat gone, you're still here.

I'm gonna go tell
Miss Raine it was me.

Tara, I believe we need
to have a talk.

Right, take five, everyone.

Kat, can I see you for a second?

If you shout me a latte,
I will worship you for eternity.

Phew! Well, I thought that was pretty
good for a second rehearsal.

And check this out - s'il vous plait
ne pas uriner dans la rue.

What, please do not urinate
on the street?

Uh-huh.
Essential.

Take a seat.

Kat, I know you're young, but there
are standards of professionalism

that we expect
from all of our dancers.

I know, I know. I'm sorry, I
won't be late again. Scout's honour.

You also brought your boyfriends
to your first rehearsal,

and then you partied last night
after my specific request.

I think I've been
a little bit overexcited.

Unfortunately, we can't take you
to Paris this time.

Why? Where am I going?

We're letting you go.

You were a borderline choice,

and I'd just hoped
you would show enough maturity.

You are really talented, Kat,

but you're just
not ready for this contract.

In a few years, with some more
training and experience, who knows?

But we should stay in touch.

Do you know
how I found out about this?

A board member rang me,
wanting to know if the students

were waging a w*r against
the teachers. I had no idea.

You didn't just maliciously att*ck
Saskia, you att*cked the school.

I didn't mean to.
I wanted you to know...

What I don't understand
is when you got so thin-skinned.

All the teachers are tough.
I'm tough on you.

When you're tough on me I know why.
It's to make me better.

With Saskia, that's not the reason.

You work pretty hard
on your own stuff.

Have to. No-one's giving me breaks.

Right. Life is so hard for you.

You know the reason I failed?

I thought it was because
my dad stopped paying my fees

and I had to work
all these extra shifts,

but maybe I just wasn't good enough.

Thanks for sharing.

You're kind of like him, my dad.

You think you know it all and that
can intimidate me 'cause I don't.

I look at things
from different angles

and I doubt myself.

And I failed, but, unlike you,
I'm not blaming the world for that.

You think you got kicked off
the third year tour for an opinion?

Mate, you got kicked off
for being a douchebag.

You've been practising this argument,
haven't you?

I told you - I'm motivated.

How about we take your ballet
from embarrassing to competent?

You don't want to eat anything first
or write a status update?

I'm thinking,
'Ollie should be less of a tool.'

Hey, I've been workshopping
how to fit into a suitcase

so I can stow away to Paris. Look.

Looks cramped.

Looks better with a suitcase.
Hang on a sec.

A lot of people are gonna miss you.

Doubtful. I was a tiny bit late
and April told me

that I'm not professional enough
to keep my contract.

No, that's crap. You wouldn't want
to work with someone like that.

No, actually, um, she's really great,

and she knows
what she's talking about.

How... how did I do this?

I had an amazing opportunity and,
kapow,

the Kat effect strikes again.

Sorry. I'm so sick
of screwing everything up!

Saskia,
Tara and I have had a long talk,

and she knows how wrongly she acted.

I shouldn't have done that to you,
Saskia. It was cowardly.

I had no idea you were so sensitive.
I've only ever tried to help you.

Then I can trust both of you
will be able to put this behind you?

Absolutely. It's already forgotten.
Good.

Miss Raine. I'd very much like to
dance the Red Shoes in the Prix,

if that's OK with you. From what
I saw, it looked promising.

Well, guess we'd better get started,
if that's OK with you.

Before I came here,
my old ballet teacher warned me

not to get caught up in the politics,
because it's the worst self-sabotage.

I don't know why I do it,
why I mess up what I want the most.

I need to learn how to be brave,
to stand up and say what I want...

even if it's just admitting it
to myself.

Come in.

Because that's the only way
I'm going to get it.

Katrina.