-
Ever since I was a young girl...
-
... you'd find me up in my room
dancing in front of the mirror.
-
Carly and her street dance crew,
smashing it on some stage...
-
the crowd going wild.
-
It kept me going after
I left home.
-
I came to London where
street dance led me to my new family.
-
My crew.
-
I'm still dancing and dreaming
in front of that mirror.
-
It's just now...
-
I share my dream.
-
We're going to be late, man.
-
Hello? Guys!
-
We're halfway to New York.
-
If we dance like that in the finals
who is going to beat us?
-
Final call for The Surge.
-
Guys.
-
- Damn they're good.
- That's why they're champions, Carly.
-
Guys? Show some class.
-
- Are you going to get the drinks in, then?
- Maybe.
-
Jay-2-0, the next UK champions!
-
I love you.
-
Your round, Mac!
-
Guys!
-
Guys!
-
Okay, this is... this is the
hardest thing I've ever had to do.
-
I'm going.
-
- I wanted to end it on a high.
- Yeah, good one, Jay.
-
I'm serious. I'm under a lot of
pressure right now...
-
...at work and Uni...
-
something's got to give,
and it's got to be this.
-
- So, what are you saying?
- Jay?
-
We've all got pressures, bruv...
-
we've got a chance to be
UK champions...
-
...go to New York and
represent our country.
-
And I wouldn't do this
if I didn't think you could handle it.
-
But, you can.
-
Carly knows all the choreo,
she can take it from here.
-
- Can't we just talk about it?
- I've made up my mind.
-
It's your crew now.
-
I'm gonna miss you guys.
-
Come on, man.
-
This is some joke, t'ing.
-
I'm going to sort it, alright?
-
- You're not going to change my mind.
- What's wrong, Jay?
-
I thought you wanted to win?
Be UK Champions!
-
Sometimes you've got
to make choices.
-
Why didn't you tell me?
I looked like such an idiot.
-
I need to get my head straight.
Have a bit of a time out.
-
Well, have a week off
and come back.
-
I mean from everything...
everyone.
-
- I need to get rid of distractions for a bit.
- Thanks, and I'm a distraction?
-
The biggest.
-
- Is it because I said I love you?
- No! It's just a time out.
-
If you take over the crew,
you won't even notice I'm gone.
-
Okay?
-
One jacket, with cheese.
Enjoy!
-
- He said it was just a time out.
- Oh, cut and run, Carls.
-
He's ditched us all five weeks
before the finals!
-
I can take Jay's place
in the crew...
-
...as your man.
- Yeah, right, Eddie.
-
Keep practicing!
-
Let's just concentrate on winning
the streetdance finals, yeah?
-
Yeah, you're right...
-
...and then he'll want me back,
won't he?
-
Blonde and northern.
Tragic, really.
-
Thanks, Eddie...
Let's get down to rehearsals.
-
Offer still stands, Carly.
-
Why me? Shouldn't you be
running the crew Shawna?
-
- I just dance. You see the bigger picture.
- Will they listen to me?
-
Not if you sound like that.
You've got to be kick-arse Carly, man.
-
Come on, give me some heat...
-
Is that all you got?
-
Allez. Go into the centre.
-
I don't get it.
He's lost his family, rude boy.
-
How can we be Jay-2-0 without Jay?
It don't make no sense.
-
- Why are they stood outside?
- Just march in and show no fear.
-
Come on, give me some heat.
Give me some.
-
Come on.
-
That was lame.
Kick arse Carly, or kissarse?
-
Come on guys let's get started.
-
- Okay, guys, slight hitch.
- You didn't book the rehearsal space.
-
- Was I meant to?
- Come on, Carly.
-
You were the boss, right?
-
If you want to lead,
Frankie, be my guest.
-
Without Jay,
it's a waste of time.
-
- Steph, what are you doing?
- I'm sorry.
-
- We're supposed to be a crew.
- Don't worry. They'll be back.
-
Guys... I... can replace them.
-
- Come on, Eddie.
- You got to learn from the Da Boogie Man.
-
Listen, guys,
I don't know how to do this yet.
-
But what I do know is
we have got a heavy crew.
-
We've got a final in September.
-
Can't we just find somewhere to
rehearse and get on with it?
-
Show Jay what we're made of.
-
Fix up, man!
-
My hair!
-
- Oh, Shawna!
- Sorry.
-
- Gosh, man.
- Alright, Aimee.
-
- I think I've got hypothermia.
- You're so extra.
-
- We're supposed to dance outside.
- Not in England.
-
- America, maybe.
- Then, let's get there...
-
...but we've gotta be
UK Champions first.
-
Only if we rehearse in a studio.
Health and Safety, innit?
-
But we need money.
Have you got any?
-
Don't get rude, Carly.
-
If you let us use your studio for free
we'll wear T-shirts advertising your gym.
-
Hello?
-
- Bill for your little party last night.
- You what?
-
You wanna keep your job?
-
This ain't a drop-in-centre
for you and your mates.
-
- We only had a few Kit-kats.
- And?
-
I need every penny
I've got for dance space.
-
And?
-
Well, why don't you sponsor us?
-
Now, that is funny.
-
Right, off your butt, twinkle toes.
Eddie's late, so...
-
...you deliver these and I'll
think about letting your off the bill.
-
With a smile, Carly. With a smile.
-
That's better.
-
- Are you the sandwich girl?
- Yeah, is it a chicken salad?
-
- That's me.
- And one drink...
-
That's £5.50, please.
-
You're welcome to stay and watch,
if you like.
-
No, you're alright.
-
I was looking more
at your room, actually.
-
- That doesn't say much for my dancers.
- No, they're very good.
-
They're not really feeling it though,
are they? They look bored stiff.
-
Why are you interested in the room?
-
I need somewhere to rehearse
for my street dance crew.
-
I don't suppose you rent these rooms
for a fiver, do you?
-
- Are you any good?
- God, yeah.
-
Got the UK finals in a few weeks.
We'd blow this lot out of the water.
-
Okay. I'd like to see it.
-
- Yeah, right.
- Really.
-
Well, we're dancing in the shopping
centre tonight, if you do mean it.
-
- Sevenish.
- If I can get away, I'll come.
-
Really?
-
How will I find you?
-
Follow the crowds.
-
You are Romeo and Juliet.
You could die for each other.
-
Could I please get
an inkling of this.
-
- You need a permit!
- It's our money, we've earnt it.
-
Ain't that your Justine?
-
You big, ugly bear...
Justine, you come here.
-
Is this what you're coming here to do?
Shaming me like this.
-
- Do you want to get the police involved?
- But, it's ours.
-
- Cool it, Carls!
- Thanks!
-
- Everyone in Topshop's watching us.
- So, why didn't you help me?
-
No, you know what? I don't want to
be a part of this anymore.
-
- Don't you dare flake out, Aimee.
- Flake out of what?
-
We're going nowhere with you.
Without Jay, this crew's got no chance.
-
Oh, thanks. Thanks a lot.
-
You whinge better than
you dance, anyway.
-
Come on, out! It's all done.
Finished! On your bikes.
-
On your way. Get your hair done.
-
You might want to refine some of
those management skills of yours.
-
Oh, piss off!
-
Well, whilst you're
in this mood, I will.
-
Come on.
-
A little chaotic... but good.
Vibrant.
-
Come and see me tomorrow
with the rest of your group...
-
when you find them.
-
Studio Three, four o'clock.
-
- Hello?
- Hi...
-
You shameful girl.
-
My Justine not dance
with you again.
-
And then there were two...
-
I've messed up, haven't I?
-
Changement, changement,
en force.
-
Open les bras.
Epaulemnt Allez.
-
Spot, spot, spot, spot.
-
Well, would we pay to see
this year's crop?
-
On present showing none shall
get through the Royal Ballet auditions.
-
Well, that's not going to dazzle
our benefactors, is it?
-
What's happened?
-
More and more I wonder
about our methods.
-
We drill the passion out of them.
-
The vital ingredient.
But, I have a plan to drill it back in.
-
It had better work, Helena.
-
Funding cuts mean other cuts,
you know?
-
Today it's all no good.
-
Carly, Shawna!
-
Oh, my God, it's you guys!
-
Oh, excuse me... no, thank you.
-
Mac!
-
- You pulled it off, Carly, man.
- Yeah, this place is nice.
-
Sick, man!
-
- Can I help you?
- Look at this bronx arse joke, brer.
-
We were told to be here
by this lady.
-
It's Helena.
-
- Have you come to watch us?
- Other way round, more like.
-
Get this one.
'Have I come to watch them'.
-
Not in those tights.
-
- Crap!
- Oh, man!
-
I'm okay. I'm okay.
I just need to lie here a bit.
-
Oh, my God. I'm so sorry.
We'll pay for the damage.
-
I see you've made yourself at home,
but you're in the wrong room.
-
Hurry up, girls.
-
- Would this suit your needs?
- Are you kidding?
-
- This is amazing.
- And you've met my dancers?
-
- Kind of.
- Gabe, Isabella, Bex...
-
...Chloe and Tomas.
-
I have a proposition for you.
-
Unlimited access to rehearse here
for your competition.
-
Nice...
-
If you include my dancers
in your routine.
-
What?
-
- No way, we're a street dance crew, it's...
- No, say, no.
-
It's like a family,
we can't just take on new people.
-
Say something to her!
-
- Helena, with all due respect...
- Thank you, Tomas.
-
I decide the content
for your final master class.
-
Sorry, Miss, this sounds crazy.
-
- I'm sorry, I don't know your name.
- Carly.
-
Carly, if you don't take my dancers,
I'll have to charge you
-
for the hire of the studio and,
of course, for damages.
-
It's your decision.
-
Where are we going to
get the money from, man?
-
- We can't win the finals with them!
- I say we do a runner.
-
Guys, are you blind?
Bendy chicks, come on.
-
- Can they street dance?
- No, you'll have to teach them.
-
I'm sorry, her teach us?
-
Yeah.
-
This is a unique opportunity.
-
I hope you'll all embrace it and
perform well for the competition.
-
- I'm getting my dad to call the Board.
- Look at the state of them.
-
Like clowns.
-
Let's just have a go.
They'll be crap.
-
Then we can have the studio, anyway,
and we can get the others back.
-
Bruv, it's all green.
-
Where's the real food, man?
-
How's learning with those clowns
going to get us into the Royal Ballet?
-
Helena's known for
her unconventional methods.
-
We've just got to trust her.
-
What is street dance?
-
Oh, don't be a bun head
all your life, Bex.
-
Hey, this is Jay,
you know what to do.
-
Hi, Jay. It's me Carly...
-
...give me a ring back
when you can, please.
-
If you want, or...
if you can, whatever...
-
Did I say it's me?
It's Carly.
-
Focus, focus!
-
Plus fort, plus fort!
-
Right, it's your turn.
-
We've got five weeks and
that's what we need you to do.
-
Yeah, do we have to be so... angry?
-
That's just the way it is,
ballet boy.
-
- What are they?
- My feet?
-
That's not suitable.
Where are your trainers?
-
You know that trainers are
rule number one.
-
This is what we dance in.
Do you want us to injure ourselves?
-
Surprised you don't do that
in your tights, mate.
-
Do I pass?
-
Just trainers tomorrow, yeah?
-
Tap, one, tap, one... and again,
-
...five, six, seven, eight.
-
Tap one, tap one, tap one.
-
Let's try it to the music and
follow us if you lose the steps.
-
- What steps?
- Has she even heard of words?
-
All those girls are going to need
some hands on help from the Mac Daddy.
-
Can't you just calm yourself.
Look at them. They might snap, man.
-
Five, six, seven, eight...
-
Come on! You're going to be up against the
best street dancers in the UK in a few weeks...
-
Five, six, seven, eight...
-
You're going to make us
look like jokers!
-
Not good enough. Focus, please.
-
Five, six, seven, eight...
-
Carly!
-
- What did you say to her?
- I didn't say anything...
-
- You lot are bad, man.
- This is your fault, you know?
-
- Ours?
- Yeah.
-
- Carly.
- I can't do it.
-
- How was rehearsal?
- We're too different.
-
I can't do it.
-
- Can't or won't?
- Listen, I'm not a teacher, Miss...
-
Listen, I'm not a teacher, Miss, and I
think you've got the wrong idea about me.
-
Then that will be £ 250
for the hole in the wall.
-
Come on, I'm trying to tell you
this crew is going to fail.
-
Because you think it will,
or because you want it to?
-
Will you stop answering me with
questions. I don't want to lead this thing.
-
They're never going to
get it by the 27th!
-
Then I'll see you again
when you deliver my lunch.
-
But, go easy on
the mayonnaise next time.
-
I feel like a chav.
-
These things wreak havoc
on one's lines.
-
- I feel more comfy.
- Hey, guys.
-
More of them!
-
- Steph, Frankie!
- You're not doing the finals without us.
-
- Shawna, tell them what's going on.
- What's going on, B?
-
We got off on the wrong foot yesterday.
So, let's start again.
-
Street dance for beginners.
-
Spread out.
Just move like you are in a club.
-
This should swing it
for the Royal Ballet...
-
Just slouch a bit.
Do your own thing.
-
- We don't do slouching, darling.
- So, improvise.
-
You know that's
how street dance started.
-
In the streets, in the clubs.
Ripping up the rules.
-
We're going to break it down
for you...
-
Like Brook... locking...
-
Mac... popping...
-
Steph... breaking...
-
Come on, Boogie.
-
Steph, show them your house.
-
Frankie, new style.
-
Come on, Shawna. New style.
-
Finally, Mac. Krumping.
-
Come on. Pick a move
and get practicing.
-
Young man, what are you doing?
-
Delivering.
-
Helene, can you please
control your street people?
-
Dancers, Madame. Dancers.
-
That is a matter of opinion.
-
- Chicken salad?
- Thank you, Eddie. How's it going?
-
It's painful, Miss.
-
You know it might make life easier
if you let me run the classes with you.
-
Are you trying to tell me
how to do this?
-
Well, you could do
with the help, couldn't you?
-
We're doing a street dance...
not a ballet.
-
So much for ripping up the rules.
-
- He loves himself.
- Just your type.
-
- What? It's one way of forgetting Jay.
- I don't want to forget him.
-
Well, I think the
ballet boys are buff.
-
We're the teachers.
-
I'm getting my parents to
call Mr. Harding.
-
I mean, they're not paying
for disco dancing.
-
- Dairy's deathly, you know?
- It's alright. It's okay.
-
Survival has arrived.
-
- That's my lunch.
- Don't make me laugh.
-
Look, they can't dance our way
without the proper fuel.
-
Can't dance? Did you just say
that we can't dance?
-
That ain't dancing.
That's just flapping about.
-
Well, at least I don't look like
I'm having a seizure.
-
Whatever you say, tutu tits.
-
Tutu what?
-
You heard.
-
Food fight!
-
Discipline. Etiquette. Grace.
-
A few words I'd like to remind you of.
This is not how we treat our guests.
-
I can only assume you know what you're
doing bringing these characters in here?
-
You should be pleased,
Mr. Harding.
-
Our students are finally
showing some spirit.
-
Well, I'd rather see it
in their dancing.
-
You've got to find a way to
work together.
-
Get out of here.
Have some fun.
-
Get to know each other.
-
After you’ve cleaned up this mess,
of course.
-
Let's ditch them
when the track stops.
-
Yeah. We've made the effort.
-
Shawna!
-
Looks like you're stuck with us.
Come on.
-
- Carly!
- Aaron, are you alright?
-
- Are you on?
- We're up next. You been cool, yeah?
-
- I heard there was a bust up with Jay?
- No, we're just having time out.
-
- Is this your new crew?
- It's a long story.
-
Hang around and tell me later.
We'll get a drink or something?
-
- I will do. Good luck.
- Right, see you later.
-
Okay, you lot,
you've got to watch these.
-
These were the UK Street Dance
champions two years ago.
-
They're the best.
-
We used to have classes with them.
-
So this...
this is what we're aiming for.
-
Who's Jay?
-
- What's that mumbo jumbo you're writing?
- It's choreography for our routine.
-
You've got steps,
formations, feelings.
-
- What, and you're doing that?
- Yeah.
-
You are actually doing that?
-
I don't think making sandwiches
is my calling in life.
-
You've got that right.
-
Justine, concentrate!
-
Five, six, seven, eight.
-
Faster!
-
Looser.
-
Okay.
-
Glimmers of hope, Miss.
-
Tomas, relax a bit, please.
You're forcing it.
-
Go back to where you started...
-
...and try doing it not pointing your toes.
It looks a bit too pretty.
-
One and two and three and four...
-
Okay, I'm going to pick it up
from this section, please.
-
Now, Isabella, I want you to try it
with more attitude.
-
Five, six, seven,
eight and one, two...
-
Stop there, please.
Straight away, just slouch over.
-
Don't make it so upright.
-
No, no, no, you're not getting it!
-
Your arms are too flouncy and ballet.
-
Hands upright. Tight.
-
You should be able to do that, yeah?
-
What did I say?
-
Come on.
We don't have time for this.
-
Oh, how sad.
Crying over a street dance.
-
Oh, bite it, Chloe.
-
- Listen, I'm sorry if I was a cow back there.
- Carly, it's not you.
-
Do you know...
-
all my life I've been told to stand up
straight, turn out posture, and now...
-
Now, they tell me I look wrong.
-
They say I've grown too tall.
-
They won't even put me up for
the Royal Ballet auditions.
-
Come on.
-
I just... I don't know
where I fit in any more.
-
Forget them, babes.
You're with us now.
-
I feel bad.
-
Your students really
put themselves through it.
-
They're nothing if not hard workers.
-
But, they really want to do ballet.
-
Making them do something else?
I don't understand it.
-
- Have you ever been to a ballet?
- What do you think?
-
- Would you like to accompany me?
- I don't know. It's not really my scene.
-
How do you know...
if you've never been?
-
Maybe she fancies you.
-
- Get out.
- You never know with them arty-farty types.
-
Jay's a fool, you know that, right?
-
He's never going to call, is he?
-
- Nope.
- Never in a million years.
-
Thanks.
-
- You don't need him, anyway.
- It's all about Jay, though.
-
Stop putting yourself through it.
-
Tell you what...
-
- What are you doing?
- You call him.
-
- Have you dialled?
- It's on speaker. I want to hear.
-
Shawna!
-
Yeah, this is Jay.
You know what to do.
-
Jay, it's Carly.
-
I know it's over with me and the crew
and everything, I just wish you'd of said...
-
Just wish you'd said,
'you're dumped, muppet'.
-
Carly's taking us
all the way to the finals
-
with her new ballet boyfriend...
-
So, go suck on that
'time out', alright?
-
You tell him, rude girl.
-
That part of your life is now over.
-
It's time for the next phase.
-
- Nice to see you.
- Nice to see you, too.
-
Are you some kind of
ballet celebrity?
-
I used to dance.
-
- Helena, darling.
- Oh, Michael.
-
I'm so pleased you could make it.
-
I wouldn't miss it for the world...
you know that.
-
Michael, this is Carly.
-
An exciting young choreographer
who is working with my students.
-
And this is Michael who is
choreographing tonight's ballet.
-
I'd love to see some of your work.
-
Oh, we'll see if
that can be arranged.
-
Well, enjoy the performance.
-
You're in every scene.
-
- He's just an old student of mine.
- Oh, yeah.
-
What did you teach him, exactly?
-
I got goose bumps, like.
-
Oh, gosh...
they never even said a word.
-
But you understood?
-
Not everything,
but it was powerful.
-
- I could feel what they were feeling.
- Good.
-
- Remember that for your routine.
- But, that's ballet.
-
Think less, 'this is ballet',
'this is street dance'...
-
...but more, 'this is dance'.
-
But, we're still entering
a street dance competition.
-
I mean, it's a different world.
-
Same world.
-
You'll have a stage
and an audience.
-
What do you want them to feel?
-
- Jay.
- I got your message.
-
It was Shawna, she's mad at you.
-
I'm sorry I didn't call you back
the other day.
-
You said you needed time out.
-
- I've missed you.
- Really?
-
Of course.
-
Look at you, where have you been?
You look amazing.
-
You wouldn't believe.
-
Do you want to ask me in?
Tell me about it.
-
Sorry.
-
It's me who should be apologising.
-
What will your
ballet boyfriend think?
-
Probably pirouette you to death,
if he existed.
-
You know I've been waiting for you.
-
- And you're still going for the finals?
- Gonna try.
-
Are the ballet dancers any good?
-
Really good.
-
Problem is trying to get them
to dance like us.
-
- You know there's still a place for you?
- It sounds like you're managing just fine.
-
One minute I think
we're doing good...
-
...then I think of 'The Surge'
and we don't even come close.
-
- Not everyone can be a winner.
- Well, thanks.
-
But... you've got to do your best.
-
Oi! Fred and Ginger,
there is a queue.
-
Why now? I don't get it.
-
He said it was a time-out
and he meant it.
-
Besides which...
I'm a sex goddess.
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He couldn't stay away.
-
Oh, yeah... forgot that.
-
The tone of the warm-up's changed.
-
That's because she had
a late night last night.
-
Means Jay's back on the scene.
-
You know what?
We should all go out tonight.
-
Check out some fresh moves.
-
- Yeah, I'm on that.
- Now you're talking.
-
Yeah, I think so.
-
- Do you want a drink?
- I don't drink.
-
So, what do you do?
-
I dance.
-
I can work with that.
-
Hello, babe.
Do you wanna dance?
-
Shall we?
-
Oh, yeah, right now you're seeing it
with your own eyes.
-
Ladies, make way. Make way.
-
I swear they must get off on
those uniforms.
-
It's the UK National Champs.
-
It's the Surge, baby.
-
- Let's get the others.
- The dance floor's open.
-
Anybody feels they want to step up
to the challenge, it's on you.
-
Let's see what you can do.
Let's do this thing.
-
So, what's the name of the game?
-
It's not a game, it's a battle.
Just throw down some moves.
-
Let's get it popping, let's go!
-
Do you know what I'm saying?
UK champs, baby.
-
Alright, what we got here?
What we got here?
-
Are we ready?
-
Alright, then. Let's go.
-
Did you see that?
-
Ladies?
-
Okay, the ladies are
getting involved now.
-
Hold it. Hold on.
What is it?
-
There's ballet in the building!
-
I don't know, man.
It kind of works, too.
-
I think that's called a pirouette,
or something.
-
I don't know.
But, it's all good.
-
See what Surge can do.
-
Oh, there's your girl.
-
We're going aerial.
-
360 aerial, baby!
-
Yeah. What have you got?
-
I don't know the name of this crew,
but I'm looking for these people, for real!
-
That was cheeky.
-
My God, this is getting
messy man. This is getting crazy.
-
Hey, all my people,
how are you feeling?
-
Boy, I wish I could lift
my arse up to do that.
-
Make me some noise for that move right
there. I'm not joking with you people.
-
What you got?
-
Alright, Surge. It's on you.
-
Don't touch him...
you're not worth it.
-
You didn't mind touching me
last night, though.
-
Hold it down, hold it down.
-
It's okay.
-
Welcome to my world.
-
College fees don't leave
a lot left over for fancy apartments.
-
It does have one redeeming feature.
-
What?
-
- Close your eyes.
- Don't be silly.
-
Come on.
-
Open your eyes.
-
That's not bad, is it?
-
It's beautiful.
-
This is where
I do my street dancing.
-
What?
-
Alright, check this out.
-
Honestly, what? Ready?
-
Alright, a bit more practice...
-
but, I tell you,
we'll beat those Surge guys.
-
No, we can't.
-
Who am I kidding?
They're the best at what they do.
-
So do something different.
-
What do you mean?
-
You've got five ballet dancers
in your crew... use us.
-
- What, put ballet and street together?
- Yeah, why not?
-
- It doesn't go.
- How do you know?
-
Come on.
-
What are you doing?
-
Put me down.
-
- Now look what you've made me do.
- Oh, God. Come on.
-
Can everyone come together please,
I've got something to say.
-
To those of you who know Jay...
-
...he didn't think
we were good enough.
-
He didn't think we could
beat the Surge, so he joined them.
-
- Low life.
- And to the rest of you...
-
I've been trying to fit you
into a Surge shaped box...
-
...and I'm sorry,
we're never going to fit.
-
We're going to do something different.
-
I want us to be ourselves.
-
Just be our best.
-
Whether that's dancing ballet
or dancing street.
-
We'll mix it all up.
Make something beautiful.
-
And we'll win the competition
because of who we are.
-
So, what we called?
-
Breaking Point.
-
Letters of concern
from Isabella's mother...
-
from Chloe's very rich and
very generous father...
-
...worried that your street dance experiment
is unsettling their daughter's training.
-
They needed to be unsettled.
-
You are corrupting the discipline
of our best students.
-
I don't like to question your methods,
but this does seem willfully perverse.
-
Is it a mid life crisis?
-
The street dancers were bouncing off
the walls when they came in here.
-
Wouldn't you like to see that kind of
exuberance in our students?
-
Hey, hey. Non.
-
It could transform their performances.
-
And vandalise the college.
-
Look, I'm calling time on this Helena.
-
We must focus on getting
them into the best ballet companies.
-
And for that they need fire.
-
Believe me,
we all want the same thing.
-
Carry on,
we're just observing.
-
Found this class useful, Tomas?
-
It's invaluable, sir.
-
Carly is excellent.
-
Chloe?
-
Dope? I mean, very educational.
-
Much more joie de vivre,
n'est pas?
-
I think I can see how that might
put some attitude into their attitudes.
-
Very good.
Please carry on, Helena.
-
But Monsieur, being dopey won't
get them into the Royal Ballet.
-
Enough, Madame.
-
- Is everything alright?
- Yes, good.
-
Good work.
-
You knew we'd gel eventually,
didn't you?
-
Honestly? No.
-
Sometimes you just have to try things.
-
The Royal Ballet list must be in!
-
- Rebecca!
- That's amazing.
-
What day are the
street dance finals?
-
- Who submitted them for this date?
- Does it matter?
-
It's the Royal Ballet.
-
The same day as their
street dance performance.
-
Is that an issue?
-
It was Madame Fleurie, wasn't it?
-
We all want the same thing, Helena.
-
Well done, young lady.
-
Helena.
-
I didn't know, Carly.
-
So, what you gonna do
about it, then?
-
Unfortunately,
there's not much I can do.
-
This has been the plan all along,
hasn't it?
-
Get some mugs in to liven up
your deadweight dancers and then drop them.
-
I didn't plan this.
-
Carly, there's something you
have to understand.
-
These auditions are their
street dance final.
-
And what about ours?
-
Why did you take me to the ballet and
feed me all that 'this is dance' rubbish,
-
knowing that you'd shaft us
in a second?
-
We know.
-
- They don't have to do their audition.
- Of course they do.
-
They've been training
for this their whole lives.
-
Carly, we can do both.
-
We'll do the auditions and
be there easily by four.
-
- Do you think?
- Yes, definitely.
-
Then go and rehearse.
Be brilliant.
-
We'll brain you
if you don't get in.
-
We'll be there.
-
Go on.
-
What if they don't make it?
-
Good afternoon, Britain.
-
Yo. Are we having fun?
-
Good, good, good.
Having a good time?
-
There's only two crews left.
-
Next on stage,
reigning champions, The Surge.
-
We're on next,
but they're not here yet.
-
I knew it.
-
Why don't we just go on anyway?
-
- What? Are you stupid?
- Come on, guys.
-
If we start tearing each other apart
again, it's all been for nothing.
-
- You know, she's right.
- Yeah, man. Come on, guys.
-
If we want to be
with them we have to go now.
-
Looking good.
-
Your old friend Michael's
on the audition panel.
-
Who liked The Surge?
-
Don't get too happy though, they haven't
won that trip to America just yet.
-
It's time for our last crew.
-
Breaking Point!
-
Come on, Breaking Point.
Don't be shy.
-
Come on.
-
On stage now,
or you’re disqualified.
-
Buck up, babe.
They'll be here.
-
Okay, must be
an additional item here.
-
Who are you? Who are you?
-
When did Eddie learn those moves?
-
A bit of old school.
-
Go on Eddie!
-
Where are they?
-
- They've gone.
- Gone? Gone where?
-
- To their performance.
- What?
-
To that thing... that, that... nothing!
-
No, not that nothing,
Madame, that dance.
-
You have ruined their career.
-
- What the hell is going on?
- Ask her.
-
I wash my hand.
-
You start talking.
-
- Michael?
- Helena!
-
How long is he going to
stay out there?
-
What is this?
Extreme auditioning?
-
I heard you're ditching, Carly.
Bad luck.
-
Get your hands off me.
-
Too bad we won't be seeing you
on that winner's podium.
-
Who cares?
-
We don't need some tacky bit of
metal to prove we're winners.
-
You can say it,
but I know you don't mean it.
-
I feel sorry for you, Jay.
-
A bit part player in someone else's
crew for the sake of winning?
-
I thought you had more ambition.
-
Can I have the next dance?
-
OK. Breaking Point,
this is your last chance!
-
- What?
- You're not serious?
-
What is this?
-
What?
-
Bruv, we've won this.
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