01x12 - Pressure

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Previously on Dance Academy...

Ever even kissed a guy?
You haven't, have you?

I'm trying to find every
possible reason not to feel this way.

My brother will break your heart.

I need a dancer for my
mid-year choreography assessment.

Any chance you'd be interested?

Yes. I mean, um, not uninterested.

- Not until you tell us!
- Tell you what?

Who you've got a crush on.
I'm not telling.

It's Abigail!

You can't be serious.
Oh, she just drives me crazy.

How can you not eat that now?

It's called self-control. Try it.

A blister.

Excess repeated pressure
in a concentrated area

causes local heat to build up.

The heat forces the separation
in the top layer of skin, the epidermis.

It's the kind of pressure
that's everywhere at the Academy.

First-year contemporary
exam, we're ready for you now.

Olympic swimmers train
their whole lives for one race,

and when it finally comes
they can slip off the blocks

or miss their tumble turn.

No matter how hard they've worked,
it can all fall apart in a moment.

It's the same with dancing.

When you're on stage
there are no second chances,

just your body and your will.

Whether you pass or fail
is entirely up to you.

Oh, these people are sadists!

Who organises academic exams
the same week as dance exams?

Multitasking meltdown.
Right.

I need your help with anatomy.

What? My help?
I don't have time to help, Kat.

Got to get A-pluses in all subjects
and I'm taking advanced physiology.

Do you know how difficult that is?

More to the point, since
when do you care about anatomy?

Well, Natasha rang,
promising a mother-daughter holiday.

My choice.

All I have to do is scrape in
some non-embarrassing exam marks.

That's fantastic.

I'm thinking central Australia.
She'll hate it.

Oi!

Eugh.

Hey, are we on for rehearsal later?

Um, I don't think I can today,
but maybe tomorrow.

Whenever. Can't wait.

What was that?

Um, we're rehearsing
for his choreography exam.

No, no, no. My brother
was just in flirt mode.

It's Ethan. He's always
in flirt mode.

Just not with you.

My point precisely.

So come on. What gives, little one?

Really?

Why?

I don't know. Something came
over me. I just felt like it.

Hang on, after discussing this
obsession in nauseating detail...

I wish we were being examined on it.

He pashes you and you
just forget to mention it?

It wasn't a pash.
It was an almost-pash.

Hold on. I thought
you were into Dana.

Yeah, but I lost interest.

And plus, it only happened
after Dana rejected him,

so I'm not gonna
read anything into it.

Since when?

Since you guys always tell me
that I blow things out of proportion.

Yeah, but you never listen.
Yeah, it's part of your charm.

You know you're talking
about Tara Webster, right?

This is exam week, so I'm not going
to do anything but focus on my exams.

So do you reckon
you'll go back there again?

What do you think?

So for some unknown reason,

maybe I k*lled someone
in a past life...

Abigail, is that you?

You're my partner
in the pas de deux exam.

They're obviously trying
to challenge me, which is fine,

but also completely unfair
as it affects my scholarship chances.

Exam stomach. Does that happen
when you get nervous?

No.

We clearly have a lot of work to do.

One-on-one? Awesome, awesome.

I have physiology on Wednesdays, OK?
But after that I'm all yours.

I've booked the studio
for every night this week.

Right. So I'll just study
instead of sleep, then.

Tonight, 8:30.

It's a date.

It really isn't.

Turn.

You're twisting my arms too far back.

It's the other leg.

OK, ready?

One, two, three.

Right.
Again.

One, two, three.

You right?

Three.
Wait, wait, wait. Again.

Three.

Morning, Miss Raine.

Abigail, it's exam week.
Shouldn't you be conserving energy?

I don't think enough of us
worry about cardio.

Wonder if that's something

the scholarship committee
takes into account.

I wonder.

Do you know if my name's
on the shortlist?

It's just I've worked harder
than anyone since day one.

You have. There are other factors.

Such as?

Abigail, you're a smart dancer.

You know there are certain
limitations to your technique.

I had them too. Others
have more natural potential.

We have to work to the best
of our ability, which you've been doing.

But you're saying it still
might not be enough?

Abigail, sometimes ballet can be
as unfair as it is unforgiving.

But in my experience, hard work
can overcome most obstacles.

Are you warm? 'Cause if you need
more time, I don't mind waiting.

I'm fine, thanks.

OK, how about you run it
the whole way through?

I think I might've distracted
you last time, sorry.

No, that's SO fine.
You know, it happens.

What happens?

People get caught up
in the moment. No big deal.

So I'm starting?
Yeah. First position, yeah.

- Hey, Kat.
- Oh, come on, people.

My blisters have blisters.
What more do you want from me?

Nothing.

Oh, good. Well, you can stay, then.

So how's everything going?
How's Tara?

I don't know. You just
had rehearsals with her.

Yeah, right. She didn't
say anything about it?

No.

I don't know. I just...

No. My friend is not a challenge
for your pathetic male ego.

You'll break her heart.

Ethan, I'm heading out.
Sorry, mate.

I've got things to do here.
Don't you dare.

Hey, Christian, can I have a go?

This idea was genius. It's so good
to be out of that freak show.

I feel like saying,
"They're just exams, people.

"We're not curing world hunger."

Yet.

No, seriously, it's like you
and I are the only two people

not acting like the world
is going to explode.

Everyone just needs to relax.

Whoa.
Yeah, they do.

So when am I going to ollie?

Well, you got to learn
how to roll by yourself first.

Back foot on the tail,
bend my knees.

See, I'm rolling.

Alright, and if you
need to turn, then...

Um, Christian?
Back foot on the ground.

Christian.
No, no. Back foot.

Christian!

There you are. Lose something?

Um, yeah, just... just my bracelet.

Oh, I'll help you look.

You really don't have to.

I'm not even sure I put it on this
morning, so you really don't have to.

You're looking for jewellery
you're not sure you even put on?

OK... I have this superstition thing
about four-leaf clovers.

I try to pick one before every exam.

How'd you do that?

I've never even seen one.

It's like my one talent.

I don't know. Apparently the
leprechauns smile at me or something.

Socks.

Pardon?

I don't change them during
exam week. Superstition.

Really? That's...
Gross? Yeah, I know.

You've got a bit
of dirt on your nose.

Oh.

Here.

Oh, um...

You OK?

I just remembered I have
some stuff, you know, to do.

So, um, I'll see you later.

I've been looking for you.

I hope you've been
working on the lift.

Feel this bicep.
I'm a lift machine, baby.

But are you sure you don't
want to take the night off?

You're looking kind of tense.

You're telling me I look tense?

Tense AND beautiful.

Plus, realistically, there's
only so much work you can do.

If they gave me a real partner,
I wouldn't have to work so hard.

You know, misplaced anger is
often a by-product of low blood sugar.

When was the last time
you ate something?

My blood sugar is fine.
My only problem is you!

You know, sheep don't kiss.

I want to know how humans decided

that's what you do
when you like someone.

When you think about it,

it's a weird sucking motion
with unnatural tongue etiquette.

Oh, I am going to be
on struggle street tomorrow.

Kat, I need to talk to you.

OK.
In private.

Yeah, because I really
want to be around for that.

There was another 'almost' incident.

I'll k*ll him.
No, don't.

I wanted him to kiss me, I think.

OK, well, you know
how I feel about it,

but I'm not going
to stand in your way.

Good. That's good because...
What if I said I needed your help?

Never? Is that even possible?

People expect you
to be a bad kisser at 12.

But by almost 16...
No.

You don't know you're going to be bad
if you haven't done it before,

just... less experienced.

Oh, I'll suck.

I'll get all up in my head,
like in technique class,

and then I'll probably
bite him or something.

Wow. OK, teeth away, for starters.

We'll treat it like
technique class, then...

break down the movement.

Meet your new pas de deux partner.

His name is Sir Joshua,

and I'm really not
comfortable corrupting him.

Shh. He's mad for it. Trust me.

You came.

You know, I want to do well too.

I just don't think there's any point
k*lling ourselves in the process.

That's where you and I differ.

Let's go from the start. No marking.

- We got it.
- Whoo!

Awesome.

We should do it again straightaway.
Make sure it sticks.

Yeah.

What's wrong?

Nothing. I'm fine.

No, you're not fine.

I'm just a bit dizzy, OK? It passes.

What do you mean?
Does this happen often?

Abigail, this could be serious.

Stop procrastinating.

Let's just do it again.

Seriously, when was the last time
you ate something?

I eat, OK?

Not this week.

I haven't even seen you drink water.

I'm not interested in being bloated.

Your body needs fuel, Abigail.

OK, that's not even
advanced physiology.

You'd better see Doctor Wicks.

No, what I need is to get
through tomorrow's exams,

and then after that
I'll rest all holidays.

No, this isn't right.

They won't let me dance, and there's
no way I'll win a scholarship.

You have to promise me
you won't tell anyone.

OK.

On one condition.

Mum sent me these for luck.

You look like you could use them.

I thought you said
I looked beautiful.

And one, two, three, four,
a little bit of tongue, and six...

This isn't working.
What? What's wrong?

This isn't working.

I don't know where to put
my nose or how to breathe,

and I've got fur in my mouth.

OK, I get it. So Joshua's
not giving you a lot back.

Am I right?

Oh, hey, guys. Is Abigail around?

I swear I'm coming down
with something.

Mate, am I...?
Do I feel clammy to you?

So, how'd it go before with Tara?

Yeah, good. Well, it didn't
actually 'go', but it will.

No way!

I am surprised you could
be so selfish, Samuel!

It'd be like kissing my sister.

You're an expert.
We've seen you in action.

I have been told
I'm quite talented. I know.

Yes, and one of your best friends
is floundering here.

She's right. I'm desperate.

OK.

Yeah, I'll do it. This is wrong.

Oh, agreed. Very wrong.

OK. Shuffle closer. Lean in.

OK. I'm gonna go...

- That way.
- Yeah.

I can't do this.

Alright, should we have
a rule like no tongues?

No, 'cause then it's not
a proper practice.

You can do it. Just...
On three, yeah?

One...

two...

You ready? Last exam.

So, you and Lieberman, hey?

Nothing happened.

As you may recall, I am the oldest
kissing virgin in the world.

That still hasn't changed.

Training Bra, why do you
make things so complicated?

Are you kidding? It's a minefield.

When you're kissing the right
person, it's always simple.

What?

I'll see you in there.

Look, there's nothing to talk about.

I just kissed you.

Yeah, I noticed.

Sammy was a practice.

I didn't want you to know
that I'd never done it before

and I wanted it to be right,
and I wasn't sure whether I was ready.

And now you're sure?

Yep. So how am I doing? Out of 10...

It's weird. I mean,
I'm happy for them, I am, but, um...

Still weird.

Yeah.

So, no pash rash.

I think I have a boyfriend.

Next pair.

How're you feeling?

Never better.

Abigail, this isn't right.
We need to tell someone.

No. You promised, remember?

Stop the music.

Abigail, this isn't like you.

Go back and start again, please,

and this time, for your sake,
put some life into it.

Bees.

What?

I remember what happens
when I get nervous. I hear bees.

Abigail?
Someone get the doctor.

Abigail?
Abigail?

Abigail? Does anyone know
what's wrong with her?

Abigail?