Tiny Pretty Things (2020) s01e02 Episode Script

[violin music playing]
[door unlocks]
[students clamoring]
[Topher] It's not just a bad idea.
It's a dangerous one.
You don't just get to swan into one
of the country's great ballet schools
and get your rocks off making
some twisted ballet that no one wants!
- Mona wants it.
- Don't call me that.
- Begged me for it like the old days.
- [Monique scoffs]
I did announce a new Ramon Costa ballet,
but that doesn't give you full rein.
We're in the business
of inspiring artists,
not shattering souls.
- [Ramon] Great artists face the darkness.
- [Topher] One of our students almost died.
[Ramon] Which is why the rest need me
to help them face their fears.
[Monique] Right now, they need magic.
These kids may have grown up fast,
but it's still our job to help them
find their place in the world.
And if you think
that world's a fairy tale,
crank out
another creaky, old Sleeping Beauty.
- I can walk.
- Excuse me?
Walk where, Ramon?
I thought you told me Paris was over.
Is there another job
we're keeping you from?
My point is no one is safe.
[Monique] We're addressing that.
We've raided our capital fund to install
time-lock doors in the dormitories.
[Ramon]
Nothing but spin for squalling parents.
- [Topher] It's a start.
- [Ramon] A joke.
They'll work out an escape strategy,
like we did.
Mona, you lined up this PR coup
with this big article.
Let's hit a home run.
I can see the poster now.
"Children Recreate Crimes of Jack the"
Ripper is all it's called. Just Ripper.
Lipstick on a psychopath.
Don't you have a class to teach?
[Topher sighs]
[door opens and closes]
I think he's still in love with me.
I'm pretty sure he's moved on.
Picture this. A simple story ballet.
Boy meets girls. Boy terrorizes town.
Boy becomes legend.
The ballet would be a scandal.
The board would never go for it.
You push these dancers' bodies
to the limit.
Why coddle their psyches?
Get your junk off! Everyone!
First position, facing the barre.
[theme music playing]
[vocalizing]
Hey, Oren, you got a sec?
- Sure.
- Nice double tours today.
- Thanks.
- All about turning heads, right?
I mean, not my head,
but, like, us turning heads together?
- You trying to say something?
- Yes.
Our dancing was good yesterday.
I know.
So we should keep a good thing going,
right?
And slay these auditions together.
Wow, already planning world domination.
I'm not here to waste time.
You didn't have any decent guys
in your LA ballet school, did you?
So?
So I'm just saying, every dude
in this school can do what I did.
I understand you have a girlfriend,
and I'm not here to get
in the middle of all that,
but the truth is you want me,
in, like, a dance kind of way.
Before Ramon Costa makes his first cut,
he observes class.
I think you're great.
You're gonna rock it here.
But my class technique sucks.
You'll get there. Just not today.
[footsteps approaching]
Icing up before the Wrench checks you out?
Must've really hurt yourself.
If Ramon Costa sees us crack up again,
we're toast.
Look, I'm really sorry you fell.
Well, don't be. I'm not hurt.
We just need to talk strategy.
- Mine's simple. Go kick some ass.
- It's not enough!
[Shane] In the dance studio,
I'll give you all I got.
But out here, you're on your own.
I hear you took a tumble.
Yes, Bette's a fallen woman.
It was nothing.
I'm already back to normal.
[Alan] All right. Well, let's take a look.
Okay.
- Does that hurt?
- Nope.
How about that?
- Or that?
- Not a thing.
[Alan] Okay, well…
based on localized contusion
and limits on mobility,
I'd say there's something wrong in there.
Perhaps from compensating
for that massively swollen Achilles,
which I see is also not in your file.
Girl, you're a mess.
Alan, I swear if something was wrong,
I'd say so.
Trust me, I would never risk my health
for one stupid part.
[June mutters]
Girl, what are you doing?
I'm dead, done, defeated.
June, auditions haven't even started yet.
Ramon Costa is never gonna cast me
as a soloist,
but if I don't score a lead role,
then my mum's gonna ship me
right back to New York.
You can still win him over.
It's easy for you to say.
You've already wowed him.
Yeah, until he sees me flail around
in Topher Brooks's class.
Yeah, our ballet master's tough.
And so fast, it's like another language.
It's French. It is another language.
Point is, I'm stuck playing catch-up.
You just need to learn your stuff.
All right, well, you teach me
what Brooks is talking about,
and I'll help you loosen up.
Where did you get that rose?
It was a gift. See?
[June] "Your turn to fly"?
Oh, my God,
that's basically a death threat.
There was a white rose near Cassie
after she flew smack onto the street.
- You take that to the police.
- Forget it.
Neveah! Neveah, there are things
that you do not know about this place.
Things I've seen.
Okay. I was up that night,
and I saw this person,
end of the hall right here,
and they were wearing this big hoodie…
With a red zipper on it?
How did you know that?
- Just a guess.
- Okay. Now I'm freaking out.
Relax. We are not living
in some Ramon Costa ballet here.
Are you sure about that?
- You wanted to see me?
- [man] Yeah. You know why?
Sergeant, I know
I've gone above and beyond
Memo from the higher-ups.
Cease investigation
of this slip and fall at the ballet school
and get back to walking your beat.
Nothing I've done compromised
Cruz, I know you're new to this.
I served eight years in the military, sir.
And being first cop on the crime scene,
you learn how to shake it off.
We have signs of struggle on the roof,
a director stonewalling me,
and students lying.
No eyes on the medical records
without a warrant.
I would happily punt this to Homicide.
You can't. Nobody's dead.
Is this about your lady friend?
'Cause if you need more time…
No, what I need is for my colleagues
to protect people instead of institutions.
There is something wrong with that place.
And if you can't see it,
then you're part of the problem.
[sergeant sighs]
I have seen too many women
squander their potential,
feelings getting in the way of a case.
If you want to turn heads on the force,
this is no way to do it.
[energetic music playing]
- [music stops]
- [Ramon] All right. Take five.
We'll work on the solo after the break.
[Delia exhales]
[sighs]
Brava!
Oh, Madame DuBois.
Oh, God, that was barely even a mark.
City Works is lucky to have you back here.
[exhales] Thank you.
[kisses]
Though some things never change.
[women giggling]
Pervert's gonna perv.
[Monique] What can I say?
Our board chair's an enthusiast
and a generous one.
Is good, yes?
[Monique] Is great.
I spoke with Talbot. Nice guy.
He'd like to see an excerpt of Ripper
at tomorrow's meeting.
- Hadrian doesn't make artistic decisions.
- [Ramon scoffs]
It's the board's first meeting
since Cassie's fall,
plus they have to reelect the chair.
This is no time for a command performance.
Talbot thinks it is.
You told me they'd never go for it.
I'll prove otherwise.
[Delia sighs] Ramon!
- [classical music playing]
- [June] Brisé volé. Brisé volé!
Temps de cuisse.
Sissonne, sissonne, trois, pas de bourrée.
Trois, pas de bourrée, chassé en dans,
pas de chat, and pas de bourrée.
You're late.
[chuckles] You're having way too much fun.
I know, right?
And piqué, balancé, balancé.
Soutenu.
Sissonne doublée.
Sissonne doublée! Relevé.
Lame duck. Double lame duck.
Chaînés. And finish!
- [music stops]
- [Neveah panting]
You need to think like a puppet.
Our ballet master's the brain.
You're just the body.
- Come on!
- Okay. [inhales]
[piano music playing]
Bette! Delighted you'd carve out a minute
to see your dear old mom.
Thanks for making time to see me.
Though I should say
a minute is all I have.
- I have an imminent dinner date.
- Dad still out of town?
Bette, the therapy's working.
Good to know.
I'm running for board chair.
Ah, third time's a charm. [chuckles]
With the Whitlaw name duly burnished,
this is my hour to snag the prize,
get a little respect
from our friends and neighbors.
Marrying into money…
they don't make it easy.
Well, I'm looking to snag
a little something too.
It seems I took a rough landing.
So that's why you wanted to see me.
Hey, I can limp around on Advil,
or you can help me achieve liftoff.
I was thinking a dozen Percocet.
Six Vicodin.
- Mom!
- [Katrina] Honey, I care about you.
[Delia] Well, lookee here.
- You're early. How were rehearsals?
- Amazing.
- Bette, I didn't know you were joining.
- Delia's your dinner date?
Honey, we are not having a scene.
I live in a dorm room
five blocks away, Mom.
That's your choice, not mine.
I thought you'd be busy.
If you wanna stay, stay.
[Delia] Speaking of busy,
how many votes do you have?
[Katrina] It's looking good
now that my star daughter
has made principal.
Someone's got to dethrone Talbot.
I shall free the people.
[Delia] Ramon said
your showcase auditions are coming up.
If you want any advice,
I'd be happy to help.
I'm good. Thanks.
Any other dancer would be begging
for Delia Whitlaw's guidance.
Any other dancer wouldn't have it
lorded over them the rest of their life.
I've got bigger things to worry about.
Yeah, it must be a full-time job
sticking your tongue
on Costa's hairy bits.
Elizabeth! Why can't you be nice?
Because I'm in pain, Mom!
[Katrina sighs]
Help me out,
and I promise I'll be sugar and spice.
[pills rattle]
See what these do for you.
Better get back.
[praying in Arabic]
[Nabil continues praying]
Is this gonna be, like,
a regular occurrence?
[continues praying]
It'll only take a few minutes.
Well, this is my bedroom,
not a stinking mosque.
[classical music playing]
[Neveah] Use your back.
Girl, I already see you counting.
[sighs] God, I'm such a loser.
No, there's some good stuff in there.
Let's go from the top.
Come on. Six, seven, and…
[Cassie] In ballet, you can be
as strong as a linebacker,
with the endurance of a marathon runner
and the heart of a champion rower.
But there's one thing you've got
that no one else can touch,
and that's your flexibility.
You're born with it, your God-given gift
of limber ligaments and tendons,
but whatever you have is never enough.
So you're at war with yourself,
battling your body's desire
to curl back up.
You break yourself
trying to bend yourself.
Miss a day, and you slip backwards.
Work too hard, and your body retaliates,
tightens like a grudge.
But you learn. You do.
You find the perfect torture
to get results
without busting up the machine
that got you this far.
[panting]
[Neveah] You got it, girl.
- [June exhales]
- [upbeat piano music playing]
[music stops]
That entrechat quatre was late.
Grand allegro, as yesterday,
although from the corner,
I'd like saut de basque
instead of grand jeté en tournant.
And, gentlemen, tour en l'air.
Ladies, keep the jeté at the end.
- And…
- [piano playing]
Don't count.
[Topher] And tour en l'air!
Balancé, balancé, soutenu.
And a six and a six!
Travel. More.
Andtour en l'air.
[music stops]
I need the fifth at the top
of the assemblé, not just as you land.
[Ramon] Thank you.
It's nice to see how you inspire
the next generation.
I'm going to shortlist eight of you,
who'll have a brief pas de deux set
on you.
From that, I make final decisions
on who is granted a showcase solo.
I know Mr. Brooks has allocated
term-long partners.
Naturally, I won't be married to those.
You.
You.
You.
You.
You.
You.
You.
And you.
- [students murmuring]
- Yes!
- He cuts me and goes for June Park?
- Shh!
What, is he blind? She's terrible!
[June] Oh, God.
["Lifeline" by Rupert Pope playing]
Point out your star ♪
I'm gonna let you wish upon it… ♪
Hey.
I can't talk to you right now.
[Bette] I get it.
I'd be mad at me too.
- No, it's just I'm supposed to
- You know how it is.
We lash out at the people
we love the most.
Have this muffin, okay? On me.
You totally earned it.
Plus, you totally deserve the lead role.
We both do.
It's why we also know
the real problem here.
Newcomers coming in.
You mean Neveah?
She's using you.
She helped me last night.
She's the only reason I made the cut.
- See, now you're selling yourself short.
- It's the truth.
Neveah Stroyer is looking
for a shortcut to the top,
and when you help her,
you're only hurting yourself.
We've been besties since we were 13,
and we gotta stick together,
or else you're just gonna end up
like Cassie.
How?
You'd be admired, feared…
…but in the end, alone.
[Ramon] So, the new ballet,
I'm calling it Ripper.
It's a story of a legendary
serial killer, violent and cruel.
It's also the story
of the women that he…
Is something wrong?
One of you men will be Jack.
One of you women will play
his very last victim, Mary Jane Kelly.
I'm looking for passion,
expression, courage,
and focus. [snaps fingers]
Try to deliver.
[Neveah sighs]
Bette!
I was just conferring
with some board colleagues
in preparation for tomorrow's meeting.
If I'd had even a second
Ramon Costa cut me.
First round.
- Well, that's certainly bad timing.
- [gasps] I wanted to die.
[Katrina] I can imagine.
After all the coaches I've paid for,
the doors I've opened,
your failure does not make my job easier.
[Bette] I'm trying, Mom. I swear.
I'm doing crazy, awful things
just to stay in the game.
It's getting harder
to feel like I'm even a good person,
that I can do the right thing.
[Katrina]
Elizabeth, you have only one thing to do.
That is to dance better than anyone else.
You do that, you're set.
I'm set.
There's a future worthy of this family.
But if you choke
every time opportunity knocks
I'll straighten this out.
I just need to clear my head. Mom!
How about we go to that little tea house
you used to take me to?
We'd get those little sandwiches.
When was the last time
you saw me eat bread?
[gasps] I just need a mom right now.
Of course you do.
But this is a situation
where I need to put on my own air mask…
…before I can help you.
[gentle piano music playing]
It's one step straight into the lift.
The lift goes up and then comes
right back down. Don't be indulgent.
That is not my choreography.
- Stop, stop!
- [music stops]
[Ramon] You two, show them.
What are we waiting for? Music!
- From the arabesque drag.
- [piano playing]
Nice embellishment there.
That's more the style.
You're young. You're hungry.
You're strong, and you're eager,
but none of you are consistent,
and in ballet, that is everything.
You can't be wildly good one day
and then a train wreck the next.
We'll see tomorrow what you held on to.
[Neveah sighs] My music box ballerina.
Are you sure you haven't seen it anywhere?
[June] Nope.
[Neveah] Look, I promise I won't be mad,
but I really, really need it back.
- If I don't
- I didn't steal it!
- Well, you saw what happened today.
- [June] Hang on. So…
So you seriously think
that you were rubbish in rehearsal today
because you couldn't rub
some busted-up ballerina belly?
I got a lot going on in my head.
So I give myself a ritual, a system.
It centers me
and reminds me what I'm good for.
And the only person who knew that was you.
[knock on door]
Got a sec?
Yeah.
[Neveah] This is all on me.
I choked. I'm so sorry.
It was just first rehearsal.
We still got time to show Mr. Costa
what he saw before was no fluke.
It's like we were up there
chasing old magic
instead of just dancing in the moment.
Yeah. We're trying too hard.
We gotta cut loose or something.
Get outta the studio,
find something we can use.
["Show U Love" by Tritonal playing]
So come on, let me show you how ♪
[chattering]
So come on, let me show you how ♪
So come on, let me show you how ♪
It's all the same
But some things never change ♪
I couldn't stop and say "enough" ♪
It's all the same
You won't take the blame ♪
Even when you are blowing up… ♪
Bette! Bette!
[laughs] Excuse me! Oh, my God!
Look where we are!
Snuck out
before Monique could lock us in forever!
Thanks for your text.
Well, if it was me, I'd want to know.
I'm gonna take a breather.
["Crave" by La+ch playing]
[exhales]
[chattering continues]
[both panting]
[panting]
- [Oren moans]
- [gasps]
- [Oren moans]
- [both panting]
Got another idea too.
Teach Ramon's choreo to me and Shane.
- Please do not mention him right now.
- [scoffs]
[Oren] He's not gonna see it.
We'll crash rehearsal,
ambush him in the parking lot.
No one has to know
you're the one who taught us.
- I thought your mom was pulling strings.
- [scoffs]
She's my boner killer.
Please.
Just help us pick up
what he's putting down.
What you do to me, do to me ♪
What you do to me, do to me ♪
[Bette gasps]
- [June giggling] What was that?
- [Bette laughing] Oh, my God!
[Shane] That was so fun,
except for that psycho watching us.
He was, like, staring at us.
Did I tell you what happened last night?
I walk into the room. He's on the floor,
just praying to God knows what.
That's not how I find God in the bedroom,
but hey, whatever floats a guy's boat.
Well, it's freaking me out.
Caleb, not cool, man.
What?
You said yourself he don't belong here.
Yeah, because he's an arrogant jerk,
not because he faces Mecca
a few times a day.
Whatever.
- [June sings]
- [Bette chatters]
Hey, watch yourself, faggot.
[Nabil]
You're the one not walking straight.
[Caleb] Asshole.
You're gonna shut up and apologize.
In that order?
- That could be difficult.
- Why don't you go fuck off?
- Shane! Easy.
- You come for him, you come for all of us.
[laughing]
911, yes. I'd like to report a fight.
My friends and I are being attacked.
- Jesus, man. What are you guys?
- [laughing]
We're dancers, asshole.
- And we'll beat your ass!
- [laughing]
Bunch of scrawny freaks, man.
- Oh!
- [grunting]
Correction, it's the other way around.
[man 1 screams, grunts]
[man 2] You're dead!
[Shane] I'm just some scrawny faggot freak
punching your face in!
- [grunts]
- Is that the best you got? Come on! Ha!
[grunting]
[man 1] Come on!
Yeah, like that!
[grunting]
If I catch you again, you'll be sorry!
Ooh, scary! This is our hood, bitch,
and don't you forget it!
Guys! Oh, my God!
Where'd you learn to fight like that?
Who cares?
It's your fault I even had to.
- Military family.
- [siren wails]
Is there a problem here?
Miss Stroyer, you got a sec?
I should go to bed.
It's about Cassie.
School said it was a slip and fall.
And you believe them?
I don't know, lady. When it happened,
I wasn't even in the time zone.
Yeah, but you've taken Cassie's place,
and I worry you could be staring down
the same fate, so tell me about the rose.
[sighs]
Damn, June! She's messing with me!
[Cruz] No, she's afraid for you.
Whoever pushed Cassie
could've sent that calling card
that's up in your bedroom sucking water.
Seems that's a good reason to talk.
[sighs] If you're looking for intel,
you need to start with your source.
June said she saw a whole lot
the night Cassie fell.
- [Cruz] Like what?
- [scoffs]
[Cruz] Like what? Neveah!
[sighs]
Thanks for stepping in like that.
My dad always said,
"If one of your troops falls,
you don't leave him on the mountain."
Sounds like a good man.
Well, he's a dead man now.
- I'm sorry.
- Yeah, you should be.
You guys killed him.
Who? The French?
You know what I mean.
To honor my father tonight,
I had to defend his enemy.
We may be rivals, Caleb.
But I promise you…
I'm not your enemy.
- We have to live in this room together
- No, we don't.
Madame and I are tight.
I'll talk to her tomorrow
and get myself a new roommate.
You can put on this little show of yours
for someone else.
["Not Your Enemy"
by James Jandrisch playing]
Yo, I'm the hardest girl around ♪
I reach your speed flows
Till you turn around ♪
Oh! What the hell are you doing?
Neveah, get off of me! Jesus!
Neveah, get off of me!
Okay, I only did what anyone would do!
Any two-faced narc!
I told you I don't talk to cops!
Plus you go stir things up
with me and Bette?
I only told Bette we were at the club.
Whatever you saw there was not my fault!
You stole my good luck charm.
- God, are you seriously kidding me?
- [Neveah] Where'd you hide it?
You're crazy. And now everybody knows it.
[Neveah] What?
- You little bitch.
- [gasps]
- I did not put that there.
- [Neveah] After everything I did to help?
But I helped you!
It was the last thing…
the only thing my mom ever gave me.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
I heard reports of an epic catfight.
I did not expect it to be you two.
Madame DuBois,
I was only getting back what was mine.
- You're about to lose a whole lot more.
- Madame DuBois.
Clearly you are incapable of honoring
the sanctity of the art form,
and a soloist role is out of the question.
- You might want to reconsider
- Rules are rules.
Seems like everybody gets
a different set around here.
You can't stand out until you fit in.
- But we do want her, Madame.
- Excuse me!
This just came out.
[Torri gasps]
Girl, they loved you! [chuckles]
[Cassie]
There's a wicked paradox in ballet,
which is that this great flexibility
is expected to blossom in a rigid world.
The brutal rules and endless isolation,
the messing of your mind,
it somehow contorts
your natural tendency to stretch
into a perverse expression of a miracle.
To make yourself into malleable clay
demands everything.
You learn ways to trick yourself.
You numb your feelings,
ignore your sense of what's possible
in your quest for extreme height,
length, speed.
In time, you transform yourself
into what's wanted, what's expected,
by simple means.
Force applied to the body,
held beyond a feeling of pain.
And you hold it in, that pain.
You hold it.
[Ramon moans]
Mi amor, buenos días.
- Mi amor, I need to sleep.
- [kisses]
You're really gonna leave me like this?
Before I go work
with beautiful women all day?
You can't operate here
the way you usually do.
[Ramon] Hmm.
They're students,
and my sister is one of them.
[sighs] Relax.
She's not getting a major role.
But you haven't even finished auditions.
Doesn't matter.
I already cut her.
Wow.
I'm surprised she didn't do better.
- Hmm. So is she.
- [cell phone vibrates]
[Ramon exhales]
- [Delia] Who keeps texting you?
- [phone beeps]
No one.
- Is it that little preemie in the corps?
- No.
It's no one.
Someone saying I've been a bad boy,
saying they got dirt on me.
- Well, do they?
- [Ramon sighs]
Ramon, is there something I need to
Of course there's something.
There's always something.
I'm an artist.
And like any decent artist…
- …I'm a beast.
- [chuckles]
When I'm hungry, I eat.
[Delia gasps]
[Cassie]
The thrill of freakish extensions,
a foot's crazy arch.
You become flexible to get closer to God.
You stretch your essence, your soul.
Show them what you're made of.
I don't think they'll like it.
But there's no better way
to torture your enemies
than with your own perfection.
[music box playing]
Ugh, you're such a loser.
Look at you. World domination?
We're dancers, and we'll kick your ass!
[Neveah groans]
Now, that's how you put on a show.
[Neveah] Cassie.
[gasps] Don't, it's too risky.
I used to be the future.
Don't look back.
You'll only stumble.
I got you.
Then they'll win the race.
[dancers chant] Ground up! Ground up!
Ground up! Ground up!
[Neveah sobbing]
[panting]
- [continues panting]
- [footsteps approaching]
You're five double X.
Yeah.
You're looking at three triple X.
Just, you know, browsing.
You know that article,
it'll do you more harm than good.
There's talent.
But you're not dancing the choreography.
It's dancing you.
Well, I came here to learn,
and if you won't teach me, others will.
Ramon Costa is just passing through,
and with that attitude, you are too.
- I belong here.
- [Topher] Let me tell you something.
The ones who truly believe in you,
they're not throwing you
into the spotlight
and making you flavor of the month.
They're in the background,
helping you build a foundation.
That's how we do it here.
Ground up.
Exactly.
I got only two years
to be the next Delia Whitlaw.
Well, nobody waltzes in and grabs a spot
just because they want one.
Yeah?
Watch me.
[cell phone beeps]
[June sighs]
[door opens]
["Night Clouds"
by Thomas Edward Bromley playing on radio]
I can't keep meeting you.
That article was quite the takedown
of school leadership.
Apparently, only Neveah Stroyer
can lead us to the promised land.
It seems you don't agree.
Well, "the future of ballet"
was dragging me around
like a caveman last night,
calling me a liar.
Except you are a liar, June.
Excuse me?
You told me you were tucked in
the night of Cassie's fall.
I was.
- You're not the only one I talk to.
- Look, I told you what I could to
To cover your ass, but now
I'm eyeing at least half a cheek.
[June] Hey, I was afraid, okay?
Sure, I was up the night of Cassie's fall,
and yeah, I saw this person in a hoodie
running down the hallway,
except that person was watching me
right back.
If the truth gets out,
whoever that person was,
they'll know that I'm the one who spilled.
Okay. You said they were wearing a hoodie?
Yeah.
But the only face
that anybody saw was mine.
- [speaking indistinctly]
- ["Standing Still" by Emily Rowed playing]
I pull my hands up to cover my eyes ♪
Love, love, love, love ♪
I won't watch as you disappear ♪
Love, love, love, love ♪
The show is over, and now I'm still… ♪
[card reader beeps]
Oh, man!
- [Shane] You put in the doors?
- You are dancers.
Yeah, and this one here gave you a shiner.
- Think it's time I returned the favor?
- Like to see you try.
Shane, we're not going there. Move.
Nice.
Not once you get to know me.
[classical music playing]
You were all crap.
But someone's got to dance
the excerpt tonight
for the Archer's board of directors.
We'll go with you two.
If you don't make a fool of yourselves,
you'll probably get the parts.
[June squeals]
[monitor beeping]
[cell phone rings]
- [cell phone beeps]
- Future!
[Neveah] Oh, God, you read it online?
Yeah, you looked fierce!
- Those bitches must want in on you now.
- Oh, yeah. My social life's poppin'.
I mean, look who I'm chillin' with.
Ooh, homie in a comie.
You gotta Snap that.
Tyler, no. You're disgusting.
She's the reason you're there, right?
Like, you're the new rock star.
- Don't say that.
- It's the truth. You're the best.
Seriously, you gotta be okay
if it just turns out that I'm decent.
Hey, that's not an option.
You're doing this for everybody.
Gotta go.
You following me?
I drop by off-shift sometimes.
You'd be surprised how much I learn here.
What? She just sits up
and starts squawking?
No. But the folks who visit her sure do.
Well, not me.
[Cruz] It's gotta be scary…
you coming into a world
that she left so terribly.
- Don't.
- What?
You're trying to get in.
It's not happening.
What is it? You get a promotion
if you pin this on somebody?
I was there, Neveah. I saved her life.
Or stuck her in this purgatory.
Gray hoodie, red zipper down the front,
you seen anybody wearing one?
Your roommate told me that she saw someone
lurking around that night wearing one.
Lady, it's a building full of teenagers.
It's all hoodies all the time.
I don't know your damage.
Then again, you don't know mine either.
But I do think
we're each looking at a fighter here.
And in combat,
you need a gunner watching your back
before you ever get out of the hole
you're hiding in.
What I'm trying to tell you, Neveah…
…is I got your back.
["Monster" by Delaney Jane playing]
[card reader beeps]
[vocalizing]
- [card reader beeps]
- [door locks]
Sorry.
Why?
Don't know. Good question.
Hear you've been spilling my secrets ♪
So long been hiding my demons… ♪
It's beautiful.
The view.
[June] Horizons and all that.
I… I just I can't believe he chose us.
Well, you, of course. But me?
- I just can't get over it.
- You will do great.
Trust.
Will block every path I'm choosing… ♪
[June] It's our big show.
Don't want to be late.
We just dance it
right in front of all those people.
Yeah. Well, we've run through it,
like, a million times or
or at least a dozen times,
which is a lot more times
than a lot of things that I've done before
and, well, they turned out great.
So this'll be great.
No, it'll run smoothly and it'll…
- Whoops, key.
- [beeps]
[lock rattles]
Do you have your key?
- [reader beeping]
- [rattling]
No.
What the hell! Come on.
[Nabil] How about this way? This way.
[shouts] Hello?
[Caleb mutters]
Madame, you got a sec?
- I'm afraid not, Mr. Wick.
- It's just, I got a big problem.
Well, you're a big boy.
I'm sure you can work it out.
[sighs] Me bunking with Nabil Limyadi?
That's a no-go.
Talk to Torri.
She'll listen to you.
Caleb, I have my own battles to fight.
Nabil is a good dancer,
and he has every right to be here.
You know what happened to my father.
We'll discuss it tomorrow.
[cell phone chimes]
[Alan] And I continue
to help a young man recover
from last year's meniscus tear.
However, considering the anticipated…
I have Selena looking everywhere.
I called the dancers again, no answer.
Well, that's convenient for you.
Ramon, I may not have wanted this,
but I'm not about to fall on my face now.
…to both our schedule and budget,
I remain confident that it will be crucial
to our students' health and safety.
[Hadrian] Thank you
for the student health report.
It's good to know that our young dancers
are in fine fettle.
So up next, Ramon Costa is here
to present a little something
that I have arranged for us to see.
Ladies and gentlemen, we need to wait.
[chuckles] We have an approved agenda.
And the thing about dance,
Hadrian, is that it requires flexibility.
I propose we move on to the next item,
a discussion of ASB board leadership.
This dance
is part of what I'm running on here.
We see it before we vote.
We agree.
Our beloved Archer School of Ballet
is skirting disaster.
But in every crisis lies a chance
for rebirth,
and from where I stand,
this place needs that reinvention.
Under Hadrian Talbot's leadership,
safety has taken a back seat
to corporate-minded efficiencies.
We're making the changes, Katrina.
New security doors will not fix this.
As a mother of two dancers,
I can look a parent
in the eye and tell them,
"Your child is safe here."
As yesterday's article reminds us,
if ballet is dying,
the only way that we can save it
is by boldly investing in a vision
that any loving mother can get behind.
In a way, each dancer is our child.
So we need to do everything that we can
to give them the future
that they so richly deserve.
- [Hadrian] We are not voting yet.
- You're stalling, Hadrian.
[Monique] Mr. Talbot is right.
We have an approved agenda.
If we don't follow it,
I could face legal exposure.
We have no dancers.
[Bette] You do.
We came to watch June,
but Shane and I are up for the job.
No, you're not.
I never set the piece on you.
Well, it seems
someone took the initiative.
- So we are seeing the dance?
- Of course, Hadrian.
We Whitlaws are there
when a problem needs fixing.
[dramatic orchestral music playing]
[both panting]
[June sniffles]
[music fades]
[audience murmuring]
[June sobbing]
- ["Standing Still" playing]
- Standing still… ♪
[audience applauds and cheers]
Moving close ♪
[June sniffles]
Darling, you were wonderful.
I'm so glad that your work tonight
brought you success.
We Whitlaws are there
when a problem needs fixing.
[chuckles]
- Congrats, Chairwoman.
- Aww. Mm! [kisses]
Put my hands up to cover my eyes ♪
Love, love, love, love… ♪
[June] How could I have been so stupid?
It's okay.
There will be plenty more chances
to impress school leadership.
Not for me, when my mother finds out
I'm dancing in the bloody back row!
I'm so sorry.
Shane insisted we learn the piece,
just to keep on top of things.
I only danced there to help you
in the fight for Ripper.
I never dreamed Ramon
would go and cast us as the leads.
No, it's… it's not your fault.
It's Neveah's.
You don't think
Nabil figures it was Caleb
who locked us out.
But she's definitely the one
who did this to me.
You were right.
I should have never trusted her.
- The new door may have just jammed.
- Bette.
I know an enemy when I see one.
[sighs]
You look good, Oren.
This… this game
that you're playing with yourself
I'm getting results.
Bette texted.
Sounds like you got results too.
For once, I'm the one dancing the prince.
There are no princes
in a Ramon Costa ballet.
- Only one devil.
- Hey! I'm not the bad guy here.
What we're doing, we gotta stop.
- What, because I got cast?
- Because it's wrong.
You told me yourself, it's nothing.
For me, yeah.
But I know
what's going on in there, Shane.
I'm not an idiot.
Yeah?
What's going on in there?
Screw you.
Buddy, that's the idea.
[panting]
[door opens]
Bummer tonight.
I was left on the mountain.
Maybe you're not cut out for it.
You want me kicked out. Why?
Madame DuBois,
she invite me here because she know
I am a great dancer.
In you,
I do not know what she sees.
I've been here a long time.
I've proven myself to her.
Except she decide, the school,
it need something more.
So ask yourself, Caleb Wick…
huh, before you go and tell her
it will either be you or me…
…which one will she choose?
I am quite sure…
…it won't be you.
[van door opens]
Hey!
Job done?
Yeah, you're all locked in safe now.
Good. I feel much better.
[scoffs] It's no biggie.
These doors are easy to jam.
But, um…
I mean, if you want to pay me back…
…you can come see what else I can do.
I go onstage at nine.
A singer?
- [chuckles]
- ["Don't Kill My Vibe" by Sigrid playing]
You speak to me like I'm a child ♪
Try to hold it down
I know the answer… ♪
[grunting]
I can shake it off
And you'll feel threatened by me ♪
I tried to play it nice, but oh-oh-oh! ♪
Ooh, don't kill my vibe ♪
Oh-oh-oh, ooh… ♪
Neveah, leave my stuff alone.
You are out of control
Mum?
And so are you. I'm taking you home.
Mum, this is home.
We had a bargain.
You either snag a principal role,
or you come back to New York.
Sorry, but this is over.
Pick me apart ♪
Then build me up like I depend on you ♪
But I throw myself from heights
That used to scare me ♪
Guess you're surprised I'm the puzzle ♪
You can't figure out… ♪
I tell you, Alan-Wrench,
people underestimate me
at their own peril.
They underestimate me as well.
As head of sports medicine, I sign off
on every health clearance to dance.
Yeah, and when does that ever happen?
When I see you dance
like you did last night.
You have a stress fracture.
My guess, second metatarsal.
You are a damn good liar, Miss Whitlaw.
But no matter what,
our bodies tell the truth.
Say I'm young, I don't care
I won't quit, no, no, no, ho! ♪
[vocalizing]
You're acting like you hurt me
But I'm not even listening ♪
Don't kill, don't kill my vibe ♪
You think you're so important to me
Don't you? ♪
But I wanted you to know
That you don't belong here ♪
You think you're so important to me
Don't you? ♪
I tried to play it nice, but oh-oh-oh ♪
Ooh, don't break my stride
I tried to play it nice ♪
You think you're so important to me
Don't you? ♪
But I wanted you to know
That you don't belong here ♪
You think you're so important to me
Don't you? ♪
Don't kill my vibe ♪
Oh-oh-oh! Ooh, don't break my stride ♪
You think you're so important to me
Don't you? ♪
But I wanted you to know
That you don't belong here ♪
You think you're so important to me
Don't you? ♪
Don't kill my vibe ♪
You love to tear me down
You pick me apart ♪
Then build me up like I depend on you ♪
But I throw myself from heights
That used to scare me ♪
Guess you're surprised I'm the puzzle
You can't figure out ♪
I tried to play it nice, but oh-oh-oh! ♪
Ooh, don't kill my vibe ♪
Say I'm young, I don't care
I won't quit, no, no, no, ho! ♪
Hey! ♪ [vocalizes]
You're acting like you hurt me
But I'm not even listening ♪
Don't kill, don't kill my vibe ♪
You think you're so important to me
Don't you? ♪
I tried to play it nice, but oh-oh-oh! ♪
Ooh, don't kill my vibe ♪
I tried to play it nice, but oh! ♪
You think you're so important to me
Don't you? ♪
But I wanted you to know
That you don't belong here ♪
You think you're so important to me
Don't you? ♪
Don't kill my vibe ♪