Backstage (2016) s02e21 Episode Script
Obvious
[acoustic guitar playing.]
Yee-hah! [Julie.]
You do not get to sabotage our whole performance, blow up our relationship and then just walk away.
[Miles.]
Tell me you don't have feelings for Matteo, please.
Let me do the mature thing and get out of your way.
[Sloane.]
I got you the audition.
The rest is up to you.
My dad he lost his job and things haven't been great.
I'm leaving Keaton.
Keaton's doors will always be open to you if you change your mind.
I was dreading telling you because you're the one that matters the most.
[birds chirping.]
He sampled The Price is Right theme song.
I mean, how cool is that? I mean, goes to show you, you can make a hit out of anything.
[voices overlapping.]
Who's the cutie? - Is he boring you with shop talk? - It's okay.
Someone has to fill the void now that you're gone.
You are Kit in a dress with flowers on it and no toque.
Good observation, Jax.
- You look like a - Like what? Because if you're gonna say, "like a girl," guess what? Girls can dress a lot of different ways.
Well, I was going to say like a, uh a garden.
Like a garden, obviously.
[chuckles.]
I'm just experimenting with some new looks.
New school, new Kit.
Well, what are you doing at Keaton anyway? Just passing by.
Carly forgot her laptop this morning.
- Ah, right.
- [snickers.]
So, dresses, flowers, what else is new? Sitting with the cool kids now and dating a jock? Even running for homecoming queen.
[laughs.]
[chuckles.]
- [giggles.]
- [Amy.]
Katherine! There's my mom.
We still on for Ping-Pong this weekend? - You know it.
- [Kit.]
Okay.
Bye, guys.
- [Jax.]
But you just got here.
- Aw.
Goodbye forever, Jax.
[chuckles.]
- Looks like someone has a crush.
- Who? Me? On Kit? [laughs.]
That's absurd.
Silly grin, awkward banter, lingering gaze.
All signs point to crush.
Actually, all signs point to you being delusional.
I do not have a crush on Kit.
["Spark" playing.]
My eyes are open but I cannot see And I'm up and walking Still feels like a dream Until our eyes adjust, I guess We're only feeling in the darkness Oh, oh, oh - We just need a spark - Oh, oh - To light up the dark - Oh, oh I can feel you with me I can feel you with me - We just need a spark - Oh, oh - To light up the dark - Oh, oh I can feel you with me I can feel you with me We just need a spark [hip-hop music playing.]
Whoa! You need to be careful.
Says the girl who just almost bailed.
This is impossible.
- How does Beyoncé do it? - [sighs.]
Beyoncé trains seven days a week.
Her work ethic is beyond compare.
But I must say, this looks like it's like an accident waiting to happen.
And this is a long shot.
But I'm desperate.
Ms.
Helsweel, you may have heard legendary choreographer J.
J.
Hawks is holding open auditions at Keaton today for her new music video? Studio time is for students, not commercial profit.
[scoffs.]
Budget cuts.
What's next? Ms.
Helsweel, what if we learned proper technique dancing in heels in class? Under your supervision.
I mean, most dancers wind up having careers in music videos or dancing for artists on tour.
We can't all be prima ballerinas.
No, we all certainly cannot.
So, can you help me train like Beyoncé? I certainly cannot.
[inhales.]
But perhaps I know someone who can.
Ask and you shall receive.
You're going on, you're going on, yeah [upbeat tempo playing.]
You're going on, you're going on, yeah Are you going to that music video audition? Ugh, I wish.
I'm too busy not writing my Juilliard admissions essay.
- [keyboard clicks.]
- [music stops.]
[Julie.]
Usually, when I'm blocked, dancing helps me focus.
But now that I'm dancing every day It's not quite doing the trick? How do I summarize who I am in 1500 words or less? That's easy.
"Scarlett Dunn.
Star.
" - [chuckles.]
- I only needed three.
Should I write about how I lie to my parents about going to an art school? Or about how I cheated on PSATs? Or about how my relationship with Miles just imploded? Those will definitely help you stand out.
Well, if dancing's not clearing your head, maybe you should try out Art.
You're a genius, Scarlett.
[chuckles.]
[playing chord.]
[sighs.]
[guitar strumming.]
[whispers.]
Miles.
Miles.
[strumming continues.]
[thumps.]
[horn playing.]
- What's up, Jax? - [Jax.]
Get this.
Alya said the most ridiculous thing.
She said that I have a crush on wait for it Kit.
To be honest, I always kind of thought you and Kit would be a thing.
[loudly.]
What?! Why would you say that? Because This should be good.
You and Kit both love the same music.
You and I both like music.
And you spend a lot of time together.
Same, same.
Well you and Kit never seem to get sick of each other.
I never get sick of you.
You have to admit, you and Kit are kinda perfect for each other.
No, no, no.
See, we know too much about each other.
Like how Kit always frowns when she's thinking about something.
Or how she's insanely talented, but she doesn't know how to take a compliment.
Oh, and how she only washes her toque once a year.
[Miles, Alya.]
Ew.
She's my best friend.
End of story.
[Alya chuckles.]
Oh, man.
I am being very insensitive right now.
Do you wanna talk about what happened with you and Julie? Nah.
I'm I'm good.
Not yet.
Okay, so you agree? Me and Kit, we're just friends? - Sure, Jax.
Just friends.
- Okay.
[Jax sighs.]
[softly.]
Yeah.
[chuckles.]
- What are you smiling about? - Nothing.
Jax definitely likes Kit.
He just needs a little nudge to help him figure it out.
[thumps.]
Who do you think is gonna teach us how to dance like Beyoncé? I'm so hoping for Beyoncé.
- [Carly laughs.]
- Did someone say Beyoncé? Students I guess Beyoncé was unavailable.
Any dancers wanting to work on their high-heel choreography, please join Cassandra.
- Everyone else, with me.
- Oh.
Hold on, boys.
You're gonna need your heels.
They probably don't have 'em in our size.
[chuckles.]
I hear heels are bad for your back anyway.
"To the left," Ms.
Catto.
Did she just Now, get in "formation.
" [both gasping.]
She did.
Who knew Ms.
Helsweel is a bona fide member of the BeyHive? [indistinct chattering.]
Cassandra's not gonna make this easy for me.
But my dad is still looking for a job.
I need this.
I wanna help my parents in any way I can.
[Cassandra.]
I trust you've all seen the choreo JJ posted online? All right.
Show me what you got.
[music playing.]
You're going on, you're going on, yeah You're going on, you're going on, yeah [door opening.]
I was wondering how long till you busted out the overalls.
[music stops.]
Always knew you'd be back.
I'm not "back, back.
" I'm just getting inspired to write my admissions essay.
[tongue clicks.]
Right.
Juilliard.
Looks like you're getting a lot of writing done.
The problem is, once I've started creating, I can't stop.
And I have no idea how I'm gonna get this essay done.
Don't think.
What's the first word that pops to your head? "Stumped.
" - [both chuckle.]
- Give me another one.
"Juilliard.
" [laughs.]
This is silly.
[Matteo chuckles.]
Okay.
How about "joy"? Okay, this is fun, but how is this supposed to help me write my essay? I don't know.
But it looks nice.
[sighs.]
I know what I'm going to do.
Well then I'll let the maestro get back to work.
Wait, Matteo.
Will you stay? Is that a good idea? This is due by end of day and I have no idea how I'm gonna get it done without a little help.
See how good, how good I look The world is fawning all over me See how good, how good we look If looks could kill We'd fall to our knees See how cool, how smooth we move The ground is melting under our feet See how fly, how fly we be Lining 'round the block just to see me Of course.
Predictable Cassandra.
She's completely shutting Carly out.
Looking good, Carly.
You're nailing it.
Lining around the block just to see me Just to see me Deep breath.
You need Cassandra to get this job.
Just focus on the dance.
Just to see me [music ends.]
Excuse me.
Cassandra? Carly might be too polite to say anything, but I've had enough.
Don't you think you should give your feedback to the entire class? Carly, let's see your walk.
- Just me? - [Cassandra.]
Just you.
Soften your knees, lean back, think about crossing one leg over the other on your forward walk.
Try it again.
[snickers.]
- Better? - [Carly.]
Totally.
Thank you.
I feel so much more confident.
Thank the dance gods.
Another tip.
Never ever speak out in an audition unless you are spoken to.
Got it? Great work, everyone.
I'll see you at the audition.
Wait.
You're auditioning too? You didn't think I'd miss my chance to dance for JJ Hawks, did you? If Cassandra's auditioning, then what chance do I have? - [door opens.]
- [Alya.]
Jax? What quiz? Nothing.
- [Miles.]
Alya, please don't do this.
- [Alya.]
He can decide for himself.
- Leave him out of it.
- Um, guys, what's going on? Alya wrote a song about you and Kit.
No, I wrote a song inspired by you and Kit.
It's fiction because you don't have feelings for Kit, correct? Correct.
So, it can't be about you.
It's 100 percent about him.
Okay.
Let me hear it.
[strumming.]
Met her on the first day Small girl DJ Big talent, no fluke A small girl in a toque Deep in thought she frowns And he knows He can't stop thinking about her Her new look, her new sound Her new dress But she won't go changing She knows who she is He was wasting time With the wrong girl Kept his feelings hiding And the good one's gone He don't even know he loves her They're just best friends Thinks it'll be copacetic Until the end Oh, love is fragile Oh, love has got him shook Now he sees her different Everywhere he look Girl in the toque So, any thoughts? I think I have feelings for Kit.
- Yes! - [sighs.]
I like Kit.
[gasps.]
I like Kit.
I like Kit? You have to tell her how you feel.
No! No, I can't do that.
That can mess everything up.
I can't.
I can't risk that.
But if Kit feels the same way wouldn't it be worth it? I like Kit? [both chuckle.]
[upbeat music playing.]
See how good, how good I look The world is fawning all over me See how good, how good we look If looks could kill We'd fall to our knees See how cool, how smooth we look You're just as good as Cassandra.
You're just as good as Cassandra.
See how fly, how fly we be Lining 'round the block just to see me You are just as good as Cassandra.
Stop worrying about it.
Lining 'round the block just to see me Just to see me Lining 'round the block just to see me Just to see me Just to see me [indistinct chattering.]
Even if I am as good as Cassandra it still might not be enough.
- What do you think of this? - I love it.
- But what if we try it right here? - Here.
[sighs.]
- Julie, I um, just - I know.
- It's just - I get it.
It's too soon.
[chuckles.]
You know what? I don't wanna take up any more of your time.
I got this.
You got this.
It's gonna be beautiful.
[door closing.]
[upbeat music playing.]
I did it.
Final five.
See how good, how good I look The world is fawning all over me See how good, how good we look If looks could kill We'd fall to our knees See how cool, how smooth we move The ground is melting under our feet See how fly, how fly we be Lining 'round the block just to see me Just to see me Lining 'round the block just to see me Just to see me Just to see me Don't tap me out.
Don't tap me out.
[girl chuckles.]
It's okay.
You made the final five.
- You beat Cassandra.
- Final five means nothing.
I still don't have a job.
I still can't help my parents.
I really needed this.
And I'm so close this time.
- So close.
- And next time, you'll get the gig.
What do I need to do? What do I need to change? You were amazing.
There's a million reasons why they might not have picked you.
A million reasons I will never know.
Unless you ask.
[Carly sighs.]
You heard Cassandra.
Never speak at an audition unless you're spoken to.
When you asked Helsweel to teach us how to dance in heels, did you really think that would work? You took a chance and it paid off.
What do I have to lose? Only the respect of one of the best choreographers in the country.
Excuse me, Ms.
Hawks.
- [man.]
All right.
- Hi, uh, Number 235.
It's Carly.
Carly Catto.
[sighs.]
Thank you for the chance to audition for you today.
I'm a big fan.
Thanks for coming out, Carly Catto.
Nice work in those heels.
- Thank you.
I um - [Hawks.]
What's up? [sighs.]
I wanted to ask, for the next time what do I need to do differently to get the job? To be honest, absolutely nothing.
Nothing? When I'm casting, sometimes it has nothing to do with the talent of the individual and everything to do with the ensemble.
This time, I already had a blonde on my team.
Oh.
But if you knew you couldn't cast me, why'd you keep me around for so long? Too see more of your dancing.
- You are one phenomenal dancer.
- [chuckles.]
With the wrong hair color.
Unless you're willing to dye it.
I want this job.
Actually, I need this job but I can't change my appearance.
It's not me.
Good.
'Cause I'm doing another audition tomorrow and a dancer with your talent and integrity is exactly the kind of dancer that I'd like to cast.
Really? I mean, cool.
I'll be there.
[chuckles.]
[Vanessa laughs.]
[both chuckle.]
What's the saying? A picture's worth a thousand words? [Julie.]
In this case, 1,500.
- Classic Julie.
Always breaking the rules.
- [sighs.]
You're right.
What was I thinking? I can't send this to Juilliard.
You know I meant that as a good thing, right? I got carried away.
I was supposed to write an essay, and instead, I I wasted so much time and I have nothing to show for it.
Julie, if this is your definition of nothing, I I mean, even if I could hand this in, which I can't, it's not like it would fit in a mailbox.
It's okay.
There is something called FedEx.
You'll be okay.
For once in my life, why can't I just follow the rules? [sighs.]
Why do I keep making this mistake? Because you're Julie Maslany.
You don't play by the rules.
That's what makes you you.
And this is definitely me.
[birds chirping.]
[rings.]
I can do this.
It's just Kit.
The same Kit who always needs to be right.
The same Kit who always makes fun of me for being such a romantic.
[laughs.]
The same Kit who can make me laugh even when I'm feeling miserable.
This can mess everything up.
[sighs.]
[snickers.]
[scoffs.]
Met her on the first day Small girl DJ Big talent, no fluke A small girl in a toque Deep in thought she frowns And he knows He can't stop thinking about her Her new look, her new sound Her new dress
Yee-hah! [Julie.]
You do not get to sabotage our whole performance, blow up our relationship and then just walk away.
[Miles.]
Tell me you don't have feelings for Matteo, please.
Let me do the mature thing and get out of your way.
[Sloane.]
I got you the audition.
The rest is up to you.
My dad he lost his job and things haven't been great.
I'm leaving Keaton.
Keaton's doors will always be open to you if you change your mind.
I was dreading telling you because you're the one that matters the most.
[birds chirping.]
He sampled The Price is Right theme song.
I mean, how cool is that? I mean, goes to show you, you can make a hit out of anything.
[voices overlapping.]
Who's the cutie? - Is he boring you with shop talk? - It's okay.
Someone has to fill the void now that you're gone.
You are Kit in a dress with flowers on it and no toque.
Good observation, Jax.
- You look like a - Like what? Because if you're gonna say, "like a girl," guess what? Girls can dress a lot of different ways.
Well, I was going to say like a, uh a garden.
Like a garden, obviously.
[chuckles.]
I'm just experimenting with some new looks.
New school, new Kit.
Well, what are you doing at Keaton anyway? Just passing by.
Carly forgot her laptop this morning.
- Ah, right.
- [snickers.]
So, dresses, flowers, what else is new? Sitting with the cool kids now and dating a jock? Even running for homecoming queen.
[laughs.]
[chuckles.]
- [giggles.]
- [Amy.]
Katherine! There's my mom.
We still on for Ping-Pong this weekend? - You know it.
- [Kit.]
Okay.
Bye, guys.
- [Jax.]
But you just got here.
- Aw.
Goodbye forever, Jax.
[chuckles.]
- Looks like someone has a crush.
- Who? Me? On Kit? [laughs.]
That's absurd.
Silly grin, awkward banter, lingering gaze.
All signs point to crush.
Actually, all signs point to you being delusional.
I do not have a crush on Kit.
["Spark" playing.]
My eyes are open but I cannot see And I'm up and walking Still feels like a dream Until our eyes adjust, I guess We're only feeling in the darkness Oh, oh, oh - We just need a spark - Oh, oh - To light up the dark - Oh, oh I can feel you with me I can feel you with me - We just need a spark - Oh, oh - To light up the dark - Oh, oh I can feel you with me I can feel you with me We just need a spark [hip-hop music playing.]
Whoa! You need to be careful.
Says the girl who just almost bailed.
This is impossible.
- How does Beyoncé do it? - [sighs.]
Beyoncé trains seven days a week.
Her work ethic is beyond compare.
But I must say, this looks like it's like an accident waiting to happen.
And this is a long shot.
But I'm desperate.
Ms.
Helsweel, you may have heard legendary choreographer J.
J.
Hawks is holding open auditions at Keaton today for her new music video? Studio time is for students, not commercial profit.
[scoffs.]
Budget cuts.
What's next? Ms.
Helsweel, what if we learned proper technique dancing in heels in class? Under your supervision.
I mean, most dancers wind up having careers in music videos or dancing for artists on tour.
We can't all be prima ballerinas.
No, we all certainly cannot.
So, can you help me train like Beyoncé? I certainly cannot.
[inhales.]
But perhaps I know someone who can.
Ask and you shall receive.
You're going on, you're going on, yeah [upbeat tempo playing.]
You're going on, you're going on, yeah Are you going to that music video audition? Ugh, I wish.
I'm too busy not writing my Juilliard admissions essay.
- [keyboard clicks.]
- [music stops.]
[Julie.]
Usually, when I'm blocked, dancing helps me focus.
But now that I'm dancing every day It's not quite doing the trick? How do I summarize who I am in 1500 words or less? That's easy.
"Scarlett Dunn.
Star.
" - [chuckles.]
- I only needed three.
Should I write about how I lie to my parents about going to an art school? Or about how I cheated on PSATs? Or about how my relationship with Miles just imploded? Those will definitely help you stand out.
Well, if dancing's not clearing your head, maybe you should try out Art.
You're a genius, Scarlett.
[chuckles.]
[playing chord.]
[sighs.]
[guitar strumming.]
[whispers.]
Miles.
Miles.
[strumming continues.]
[thumps.]
[horn playing.]
- What's up, Jax? - [Jax.]
Get this.
Alya said the most ridiculous thing.
She said that I have a crush on wait for it Kit.
To be honest, I always kind of thought you and Kit would be a thing.
[loudly.]
What?! Why would you say that? Because This should be good.
You and Kit both love the same music.
You and I both like music.
And you spend a lot of time together.
Same, same.
Well you and Kit never seem to get sick of each other.
I never get sick of you.
You have to admit, you and Kit are kinda perfect for each other.
No, no, no.
See, we know too much about each other.
Like how Kit always frowns when she's thinking about something.
Or how she's insanely talented, but she doesn't know how to take a compliment.
Oh, and how she only washes her toque once a year.
[Miles, Alya.]
Ew.
She's my best friend.
End of story.
[Alya chuckles.]
Oh, man.
I am being very insensitive right now.
Do you wanna talk about what happened with you and Julie? Nah.
I'm I'm good.
Not yet.
Okay, so you agree? Me and Kit, we're just friends? - Sure, Jax.
Just friends.
- Okay.
[Jax sighs.]
[softly.]
Yeah.
[chuckles.]
- What are you smiling about? - Nothing.
Jax definitely likes Kit.
He just needs a little nudge to help him figure it out.
[thumps.]
Who do you think is gonna teach us how to dance like Beyoncé? I'm so hoping for Beyoncé.
- [Carly laughs.]
- Did someone say Beyoncé? Students I guess Beyoncé was unavailable.
Any dancers wanting to work on their high-heel choreography, please join Cassandra.
- Everyone else, with me.
- Oh.
Hold on, boys.
You're gonna need your heels.
They probably don't have 'em in our size.
[chuckles.]
I hear heels are bad for your back anyway.
"To the left," Ms.
Catto.
Did she just Now, get in "formation.
" [both gasping.]
She did.
Who knew Ms.
Helsweel is a bona fide member of the BeyHive? [indistinct chattering.]
Cassandra's not gonna make this easy for me.
But my dad is still looking for a job.
I need this.
I wanna help my parents in any way I can.
[Cassandra.]
I trust you've all seen the choreo JJ posted online? All right.
Show me what you got.
[music playing.]
You're going on, you're going on, yeah You're going on, you're going on, yeah [door opening.]
I was wondering how long till you busted out the overalls.
[music stops.]
Always knew you'd be back.
I'm not "back, back.
" I'm just getting inspired to write my admissions essay.
[tongue clicks.]
Right.
Juilliard.
Looks like you're getting a lot of writing done.
The problem is, once I've started creating, I can't stop.
And I have no idea how I'm gonna get this essay done.
Don't think.
What's the first word that pops to your head? "Stumped.
" - [both chuckle.]
- Give me another one.
"Juilliard.
" [laughs.]
This is silly.
[Matteo chuckles.]
Okay.
How about "joy"? Okay, this is fun, but how is this supposed to help me write my essay? I don't know.
But it looks nice.
[sighs.]
I know what I'm going to do.
Well then I'll let the maestro get back to work.
Wait, Matteo.
Will you stay? Is that a good idea? This is due by end of day and I have no idea how I'm gonna get it done without a little help.
See how good, how good I look The world is fawning all over me See how good, how good we look If looks could kill We'd fall to our knees See how cool, how smooth we move The ground is melting under our feet See how fly, how fly we be Lining 'round the block just to see me Of course.
Predictable Cassandra.
She's completely shutting Carly out.
Looking good, Carly.
You're nailing it.
Lining around the block just to see me Just to see me Deep breath.
You need Cassandra to get this job.
Just focus on the dance.
Just to see me [music ends.]
Excuse me.
Cassandra? Carly might be too polite to say anything, but I've had enough.
Don't you think you should give your feedback to the entire class? Carly, let's see your walk.
- Just me? - [Cassandra.]
Just you.
Soften your knees, lean back, think about crossing one leg over the other on your forward walk.
Try it again.
[snickers.]
- Better? - [Carly.]
Totally.
Thank you.
I feel so much more confident.
Thank the dance gods.
Another tip.
Never ever speak out in an audition unless you are spoken to.
Got it? Great work, everyone.
I'll see you at the audition.
Wait.
You're auditioning too? You didn't think I'd miss my chance to dance for JJ Hawks, did you? If Cassandra's auditioning, then what chance do I have? - [door opens.]
- [Alya.]
Jax? What quiz? Nothing.
- [Miles.]
Alya, please don't do this.
- [Alya.]
He can decide for himself.
- Leave him out of it.
- Um, guys, what's going on? Alya wrote a song about you and Kit.
No, I wrote a song inspired by you and Kit.
It's fiction because you don't have feelings for Kit, correct? Correct.
So, it can't be about you.
It's 100 percent about him.
Okay.
Let me hear it.
[strumming.]
Met her on the first day Small girl DJ Big talent, no fluke A small girl in a toque Deep in thought she frowns And he knows He can't stop thinking about her Her new look, her new sound Her new dress But she won't go changing She knows who she is He was wasting time With the wrong girl Kept his feelings hiding And the good one's gone He don't even know he loves her They're just best friends Thinks it'll be copacetic Until the end Oh, love is fragile Oh, love has got him shook Now he sees her different Everywhere he look Girl in the toque So, any thoughts? I think I have feelings for Kit.
- Yes! - [sighs.]
I like Kit.
[gasps.]
I like Kit.
I like Kit? You have to tell her how you feel.
No! No, I can't do that.
That can mess everything up.
I can't.
I can't risk that.
But if Kit feels the same way wouldn't it be worth it? I like Kit? [both chuckle.]
[upbeat music playing.]
See how good, how good I look The world is fawning all over me See how good, how good we look If looks could kill We'd fall to our knees See how cool, how smooth we look You're just as good as Cassandra.
You're just as good as Cassandra.
See how fly, how fly we be Lining 'round the block just to see me You are just as good as Cassandra.
Stop worrying about it.
Lining 'round the block just to see me Just to see me Lining 'round the block just to see me Just to see me Just to see me [indistinct chattering.]
Even if I am as good as Cassandra it still might not be enough.
- What do you think of this? - I love it.
- But what if we try it right here? - Here.
[sighs.]
- Julie, I um, just - I know.
- It's just - I get it.
It's too soon.
[chuckles.]
You know what? I don't wanna take up any more of your time.
I got this.
You got this.
It's gonna be beautiful.
[door closing.]
[upbeat music playing.]
I did it.
Final five.
See how good, how good I look The world is fawning all over me See how good, how good we look If looks could kill We'd fall to our knees See how cool, how smooth we move The ground is melting under our feet See how fly, how fly we be Lining 'round the block just to see me Just to see me Lining 'round the block just to see me Just to see me Just to see me Don't tap me out.
Don't tap me out.
[girl chuckles.]
It's okay.
You made the final five.
- You beat Cassandra.
- Final five means nothing.
I still don't have a job.
I still can't help my parents.
I really needed this.
And I'm so close this time.
- So close.
- And next time, you'll get the gig.
What do I need to do? What do I need to change? You were amazing.
There's a million reasons why they might not have picked you.
A million reasons I will never know.
Unless you ask.
[Carly sighs.]
You heard Cassandra.
Never speak at an audition unless you're spoken to.
When you asked Helsweel to teach us how to dance in heels, did you really think that would work? You took a chance and it paid off.
What do I have to lose? Only the respect of one of the best choreographers in the country.
Excuse me, Ms.
Hawks.
- [man.]
All right.
- Hi, uh, Number 235.
It's Carly.
Carly Catto.
[sighs.]
Thank you for the chance to audition for you today.
I'm a big fan.
Thanks for coming out, Carly Catto.
Nice work in those heels.
- Thank you.
I um - [Hawks.]
What's up? [sighs.]
I wanted to ask, for the next time what do I need to do differently to get the job? To be honest, absolutely nothing.
Nothing? When I'm casting, sometimes it has nothing to do with the talent of the individual and everything to do with the ensemble.
This time, I already had a blonde on my team.
Oh.
But if you knew you couldn't cast me, why'd you keep me around for so long? Too see more of your dancing.
- You are one phenomenal dancer.
- [chuckles.]
With the wrong hair color.
Unless you're willing to dye it.
I want this job.
Actually, I need this job but I can't change my appearance.
It's not me.
Good.
'Cause I'm doing another audition tomorrow and a dancer with your talent and integrity is exactly the kind of dancer that I'd like to cast.
Really? I mean, cool.
I'll be there.
[chuckles.]
[Vanessa laughs.]
[both chuckle.]
What's the saying? A picture's worth a thousand words? [Julie.]
In this case, 1,500.
- Classic Julie.
Always breaking the rules.
- [sighs.]
You're right.
What was I thinking? I can't send this to Juilliard.
You know I meant that as a good thing, right? I got carried away.
I was supposed to write an essay, and instead, I I wasted so much time and I have nothing to show for it.
Julie, if this is your definition of nothing, I I mean, even if I could hand this in, which I can't, it's not like it would fit in a mailbox.
It's okay.
There is something called FedEx.
You'll be okay.
For once in my life, why can't I just follow the rules? [sighs.]
Why do I keep making this mistake? Because you're Julie Maslany.
You don't play by the rules.
That's what makes you you.
And this is definitely me.
[birds chirping.]
[rings.]
I can do this.
It's just Kit.
The same Kit who always needs to be right.
The same Kit who always makes fun of me for being such a romantic.
[laughs.]
The same Kit who can make me laugh even when I'm feeling miserable.
This can mess everything up.
[sighs.]
[snickers.]
[scoffs.]
Met her on the first day Small girl DJ Big talent, no fluke A small girl in a toque Deep in thought she frowns And he knows He can't stop thinking about her Her new look, her new sound Her new dress