1 Chance 2 Dance (2014) - full transcript

♪♪ [classical]

♪♪ [continues]

[door closes]

Dad?

[footsteps]

Dad?

Dad!

[pounds on door]

No! No! Don't go! Don't go!

[pounding on door]

Dad, please don't go.



Dad, please!

Gabby. Gabby.

Mm...

You all right?

Y-Yeah. I'm fine.

Another nightmare?

Yeah.

Maybe you should call him.

Why?

He's probably sucking face

with the collagen queen.

And since when

do you take his side?

Whoa. I am not taking his side.



But he is your father,

and you should try

and see him before we leave.

Sorry to say, but when you

spring a surprise move

on a 17-year-old

with this much crap

and you give her

a week to pack,

doesn't leave a lot of time

for good-byes.

Fine. I'm not gonna make you do

anything you don't wanna do.

Except move across the country

in the middle of my senior year.

Gabby, I didn't want this

any more than you did.

Um, I'm sorry, Mom.

I know you didn't plan

for any of this.

And we'll get through it

together, okay?

I am the mom.

I'm the one who's supposed

to be telling you that.

Come on, Mom.

Didn't you know?

Gabby the Gab here

knows it all.

Um, did I give you permission

to enter, worm?

[doorbell rings]

Max, go get the door.

Great. They're here.

♪♪ [pop]

♪ I ♪

♪ Hate ♪

♪ When ♪

♪ People say, "How ♪

♪ Have you been, girls?" ♪

♪ I'm ♪

♪ A relatively nice girl ♪

♪ But I'll ♪

♪ Lie every time ♪

♪ It's not you ♪

♪ It's me ♪

♪ No, it's you ♪

♪ I don't even really know

what's wrong ♪

♪ I just know I never ♪

♪ Quite belong ♪

♪ So I'm sorry

if I stay in bed ♪

♪ I gotta do my best ♪

♪ Fix what's left of my head ♪

♪ I don't mean

to cause an uproar ♪

♪ It's just these cracks

in the armor ♪

♪ Don't ♪

♪ Think ♪

♪ You know how sick ♪

[horn honks]

Oh.

Hi, guys.

How are you?

Ah, you made it!

Hi!

Oh, I think my legs

are petrified.

[Gabby]

And if I never see

another fast-food place,

I will die a happy soul.

So good to see you guys.

Gabriella, when did you become

one of these depressed,

gothic types?

[laughs]

Um, I'm not goth, Aunt Belinda,

and I'm not depressed.

At least I wasn't,

until now.

So, what do you think

of our new house?

We got a great deal,

thanks to your Uncle Bill.

I call first dibs

on the bedrooms!

[Mother sighs]

[Belinda]

Well, they seem

to be doing all right.

They're resilient,

like their father.

When are the movers

getting here?

Ohh.

A few hours.

Great.

Marsh, sweetie, um,

you're not...

Belinda! Of course not.

I just feel like celebrating,

you know?

Being so close

to my little sister again.

Okay.

I'm sorry. I-I just...

Anyway, here.

It's fine. I'm fine.

Good.

[sighs]

[sighs]

I don't think

I'm gonna like it here.

This school isn't cheap.

I mean, the only reason

your father

was willing to pay for it

was because it has--

Has the best

science engineering program

South Carolina has to offer.

I know.

You do want to get into

a good premed program

don't you?

Well, I guess.

But look.

Do you see anyone out there

who looks like me at all?

The daughter I knew

used to celebrate

being unique.

That's because

we used to live in a place

where being unique

was celebrated.

I'm willing to bet

that somewhere

in this sea of students,

you're gonna find

some really cool kids.

And if I don't?

Then you can quit school

and join me

in the fun employment line.

I think I'll take

my chances in there.

See ya.

[English accent] Your file says

you used to attend another

performing arts school.

Up near Los Angeles.

But I used to study dance.

Oh, dance?

You don't strike me as the type.

How long has it been?

Not that long.

Oh, too bad you quit,

really,

because we have an outstanding

dance program here

at Kensington.

Well, then, it probably is

for the best, really,

'cause not everyone's

built for it, you know?

The competition here

is unbeatable, really.

So, this is your locker.

Your combination

should be on your schedule.

Don't lose it.

First period starts

in less than five minutes,

so don't be late.

[mock English accent]

You don't strike me as the type.

[scoffs]

Talking to herself on

the first day of a new school?

Weird girl.

Not to mention a unique,

flavorful sense of fashion.

If I didn't know any better,

I'd say weird new girl's

just begging to be teased.

Begging.

I didn't realize anyone

was watching me.

There's always someone watching.

Lucky for you, it was just us.

It just so happens

we like weirdoes.

Jude Katz.

And I'm Danna.

What's your name?

I'm Gabby.

Well, Gabby, where you "fonna"

be at in P-1?

She means

your first period.

Oh.

That's what I said.

English lit.

Ah, Mrs. Taylor.

Come on.

We'll show you the way.

So where are you from?

Los Angeles.

Oh, cool.

Yeah, I know.

See you later, girl.

Bye.

Yeah, there's a lot

of veggie quiche.

[laughs]

This one guy

used to eat it. Weird.

All right, girl.

You're gonna go down there.

You're gonna take the corner.

It's gonna be the first door

to the next building,

all right?

All right. Thanks.

All right.

See ya later, weird girl.

Bye.

♪♪ [piano]

[instructor speaking, faint]

[clears throat]

All right.

Remember, the book reports

are due on Friday.

Make sure you guys read

chapters 20 through 26.

Sorry.

Ah. I see

we have a new face.

Care to introduce yourself,

dear?

Hello.

I'm Gabriella Colussi,

but I go by "Gabby."

Well, welcome to

the wonderful world

of English, Gabriella.

If you love literature

half as much as the rest of us,

you're in for a real treat.

Say, you almost crushed

my iPod.

All right, guys...

Try watching where

you put your massive feet.

I said I was sorry.

Those hulking menaces

the only travelers you got,

Colonel?

No. All my six-inch hooker heels

are still packed up in boxes.

Guess you're really not one

for first impressions, then.

You want a first impression?

I got one.

I like my boots.

So eat me.

So what'd you do

back in L.A.?

Oh, you know, hang,

see movies, go to concerts.

It always seemed like

there was something to do.

What about you guys?

Uh-uh.

Are you kidding me?

We do nothing.

Jude!

I'd sell my skin

to live in the city

of Lashelle Angeles.

[Danna] That's not true.

We do stuff here.

Hey, Judy.

Unless you call our

"P.A. geeking" stuff.

I do, actually.

Hey, I used to be

a huge P.A. geek.

There's nothing wrong with that.

What do you two do anyway?

Well, Jude here belongs

to the music program,

and she is wicked good.

Think Missy Higgins meets Adele.

Those two are amazing.

I'd love to hear

you play sometime.

Oh, well, thanks,

but I'm no Danna over here.

She's the next

Miss So You Think You Can Dance.

Wait. Danni, you dance?

Well, choreography's

my first love, but, yeah.

Me too.

Six years of pointe.

And lyrical, jazz, name it.

Me too!

Aw, ladies bonding.

Loves it.

Yeah. Wait.

I think I'm gonna be sick.

[laughs]

[no audible dialogue]

♪♪ [rock]

♪ I know, I know,

I know, I know ♪

♪ It was you who rearranged ♪

♪ I just wanted

to let you know ♪

♪ Thanks to you,

I'm a man who's changed ♪

Hey, that girl

nearly flattened me

behind a door earlier.

The blonde?

Yeah.

Big surprise.

So, who are

those girls anyway?

They're a trifecta

of thoroughbreds

that call themselves

"the Neapolitans."

Daft chocolate-dip cone

on the left--

Fallon Franklin.

Strawberry scoop of poop

on the right--

Mallory Madison.

And that beastly

blonde vanilla bean

front and center

who almost knocked you down--

one Miss Valerie Harper.

Wait. Valerie Harper

as in Principal Harper?

As in little princess

to the wicked "wee-atch"

who rules this land.

And you certainly wouldn't be

the first person

Val's ever barreled over

to get her way.

Yeah, she almost knocked me over

on her way into the studio.

Is she a dancer too?

She and Fallon both are.

I've been swimming

in a sea of hardwood with those

two sharks since I was seven.

What about the redhead?

Mallory's in

the theater program.

She's an aspiring thespian.

Or, how she'll eventually

be known--

girl who serves pancakes

at the local diner.

[laughter]

Mm-hmm.

Yeah.

She does somethin' real strange

for some change.

God!

Or Grandpa's money.

Same thing.

[laughs]

Wait. So you dance.

That's what brought you here,

obviously.

Maybe we'll have

some classes together.

Oh, no, I don't really

dance anymore.

So, then,

what made you come here?

Oh, I came here

for the sciences program.

My mom is dead set on me

going to UCLA premed next fall.

I actually didn't know

you had such

a great dance department

until Harper

mentioned it earlier.

Seriously?

'Cause we have, like,

one of the top dance programs

in the state.

So maybe it was fate

and not science

that brought you here,

Miss Colussi.

Check it out. It's our annual

1 Chance 2 Dance

spring competition.

Winning duo receives

a $5,000 scholarship

and gets seen by a panel

of top academy recruiters.

You interested?

No.

I'll come see you, though.

Oh, come on, Gabby. Please!

If not for the scholarship

or the recruiters,

then just for fun.

I just--

I can't, Danna.

Dance was something

my dad and I shared,

and now it's just--

just not the same.

So you only danced

because your dad wanted you to?

No, I mean, I love to dance,

more than anything.

So what's the problem?

I just can't.

It's not realistic.

I mean, even if I wanted to,

my mom would never let me.

Okay. So first you dance

because your dad wanted you to,

and now you're

gonna become a doctor

because your mom wants you to?

Gabby, hello!

You're almost 18.

It's time for you to decide.

What does Gabby want?

So his name is Shawn.

Ooh! Who's that,

your new boyfriend?

Max, I'm gonna kill you.

- Ughh!

- Ha!

What are you gonna do now?

Just go back

to Shawn stalking.

It'll take you

at least a lifetime

before you even get close

to talking to him.

Mom! I think we need

to call the exterminator.

It seems we have an infestation

of roaches in our new house.

[Marsha]

First, you kids

get down here and eat.

Supper's on the table.

♪♪ [pop]

[Woman grunts]

What kind of man are you?

♪ Heart-stopper, showstopper ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Are you a heart-stopper,

showstopper? ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

Show me something.

♪ You're new,

haven't seen you around ♪

♪ Smooth up, what makes

you think I'd be down? ♪

♪ You can look

but don't touch ♪

♪ I wanna be sure

of what I'm gonna get ♪

♪ Give me your resumé,

rock me with your style ♪

Rock!

♪ Make it snappy,

can't you see that

there's a line? ♪

That last barrel jump

was less than flattering.

Mom, don't sneak up on me

like that.

You should be glad it was me

and not someone

from Paul Taylor.

I know.

I was just... in my head.

I didn't leave my dreams

at the London Conservatoire

so you could fall

flat on your face

right when it matters most.

You just focus on those feet,

and I will take care

of the rest.

Okay, dear?

[chuckles]

Ohh.

You came!

I'm only doing this

for fun, okay?

Uh-huh. Yeah.

Sure, you are.

Are you ready for this?

Please.

How difficult

could the competition

in South Carolina be?

[chattering]

Thanks, everyone, for coming

to the 1 Chance 2 Dance

spring auditions.

I'm Cynthia.

Alex is gonna be

leading you guys

into a combination routine,

and then we're going to be

moving into solo work, okay?

[Alex]

We're gonna start from the top.

Ready?

And one, two,

and three and four.

Got that?

Go one, two,

and three and four.

Good energy.

Six, seven, eight.

And a one,

two, three, four,

five, and a six

and a seven and a freeze.

Five, six, seven, eight.

[claps]

Go one, two,

and three and four.

Anybody have any questions

about what we're doing now?

Good job, guys.

Stay back. Next four.

Five, six, seven, eight.

And a one, two, three, four,

five, six, seven, eight.

Good job, you guys.

Whoo! Yeah!

All right. Does anybody have

any solos prepared?

♪♪ [techno]

[tap shoes clacking]

♪♪ [continues]

Good.

Well, thank you very much.

We will make our decisions,

and we'll let you know.

Thank you.

Mostly what you'll be doing

is just making sure

the patients are comfortable.

Since many on this wing are on

heavy pain relievers anyway,

they won't wanna chitchat.

Still, you'll find there are

a few you can barely keep quiet.

And if by some miracle,

you can get her to eat,

I'll be sure Dr. Tannenbaum

writes you a really good

reference letter

come springtime.

[game beeping]

Whatcha playin'?

Oh, just some silly game

my son downloaded for me.

He's always buying new games

and downloading a bunch of music

to this thing.

Have you played the one

where you can make

the spider jump around?

I love that one.

I like that one too.

But you know what my son and I

really like to play

is Robot Unicorn Attack.

I love Robot Unicorn.

I'm Gabby.

It's nice to meet you.

I'm Ginger.

You look a lot younger

than the other nurses.

I'm not a nurse.

I'm barely 18.

I'm just volunteering here

a couple afternoons

during the week.

And they've already left you

with the impervious task

of trying to get me to eat?

You must be brave.

Yes.

No. No, that food

makes me nauseous.

Maybe if they'd serve up

some chicken quesadillas,

I'd be willing to negotiate.

Well, what if I told you

I'd struck a deal,

and the only way

I'm gonna get into a good school

is if you ate

some of that for me?

You drive a hard bargain,

young lady,

but I like your chutzpah.

[door closes]

I'm home! Mom!

[Man on TV, faint]

[sighs]

[TV off]

Hey, look out!

[horn blares]

Are you all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

What's his problem anyway?

He's Brad McBride.

He doesn't need one.

Thanks.

Hey, you're the--

You're the new girl,

right?

I'm Dylan Palermo.

Hi. Gabby Colussi.

Anyways, thank you

for saving my life, Gabby.

Um, guess I'll

see you around.

Yeah.

[chattering]

I'll see you guys later.

You ready?

Yeah. Let's go.

[faint chatter]

[Girls squealing]

I'm so excited!

[high-pitched voice]

Oh, my God! I'm so happy!

Mm-mm.

Ugly is not cute on you.

This is awesome!

I'm so excited.

It's gonna be--

Oh...

You're Gabby, right?

Um, y-yeah.

Mmm, mm, mm.

I'm Shawn.

I know. I mean, I heard

at tryouts the other day.

You were really good.

Thanks. So were you.

Really? Thanks.

Yeah. In fact,

the girl

I used to partner with--

she graduated last year,

actually,

and off to Miami City Ballet

she flew.

So I was wondering if maybe

you'd wanna partner with me

on this?

Yes! I mean, uh, sure.

Why not?

Okay. Great.

Um, I kind of

already choreographed

this stellar jazz piece.

I think you'd

be perfect for it.

I hope that's all right.

Absolutely.

It sounds amazing.

Sweet.

I look forward to it.

You'll just need

to talk to a counselor.

Have them rearrange

your schedule so we can

work out our routine

with Alex and Cynthia

in eighth period.

Oh, um, eighth period?

But that's my anatomy class.

Anatomy?

Do you wanna study the body

or move the body?

[both chuckle]

You're right.

I'll see what I can do.

I hope so.

It is a requirement.

I'll see ya.

Bye.

So, you must be Gabby,

the new girl.

I'm Val.

This is Mal and Fal.

[together]

Hi.

Hi.

So we hear

you're from Los Angeles.

Wow. News travels fast

around here.

Like lightning.

Ooh!

I love those boots.

Thanks.

Odd choice of footwear

for a dancer, though.

Don't dancers usually

like to show off their stems?

I don't know about her,

but I do.

So these boots must be,

like, a Los Angeles thing.

No way. My granddaddy

lives in the hills,

and I go out there

for auditions all the time,

and L.A. is totally

high fashion.

But then again,

you aren't really from L.A.,

are you, Gabriella?

Well, I mean, I guess not.

Technically,

I'm from Encino, but--

Well, wait.

So you're just

going around school

telling everyone these lies?

No, not at all.

Gabby,

sweetie, honey, look,

you don't have to lie

to fit in around here.

We accept everyone

exactly as they are,

tacky boots and all.

But I never--

I didn't--

Hey, don't get all worked up.

It's okay.

You're amongst friends.

I mean,

I personally thought

you were amazing

at tryouts yesterday.

Yeah.

You're a true natural.

But as a friend

and a fellow dancer,

one bit of advice:

You better be careful

walking around

in those big boots.

You never know when

you might trip and fall.

Anyways,

we better get to class.

[singsong voice]

My mom just hates

a tardy teenager.

[mouths word]

[bell ringing]

[sighs]

Hi. I was wondering

if I could see a counselor.

Well, they're all

with students right now.

But if you wanna take a seat,

somebody will be

with you shortly.

All right. Thank you.

Let me guess.

Busted for trying

to run someone over?

You know,

that stupid car of yours

isn't gonna save you

from the wrath of Karma.

And what are you,

the Karma police?

I'm surprised someone like you

even knows who Radiohead is,

let alone how to make reference

to them in some childish pun.

Well, maybe I'll call

the fictitious fashion police,

and we can make

a convicted felon

out of you as well.

Brad, you can have

your cell phone back. I see.

Oh, Gabriella.

How can we help you, dear?

Are you settling in

all right?

Yes. Thanks.

I just wanted to see a counselor

about a subject change.

What are we changing?

Oh, I wanted to get into

Mr. Owens' eighth period

jazz class.

I'm sorry, dear,

but his classes are

all booked up for the semester.

But I made it as a finalist

for the competition.

Isn't it required?

Oh, you did?

Well, in that case,

I suppose it is.

Mr. McBride.

[sighs]

If you didn't do so well

on the pop quiz,

I suggest you study

twice as hard for the exam.

This is especially suggested

for you, Mr. McBride.

You know, perhaps if

you spent as much time reading

as you do texting...

Very good, Gabriella.

What, no more mockery

for the Colonel?

[chuckles]

[door closes]

Hey!

Over here.

Gabby, this is Ken.

Ken, this is

my new friend Gabby.

I remember you from tryouts.

You have amazing technique.

Thanks.

Blessed with square feet

and even toes, I suppose.

Ken's won state, like,

a gazillion times,

and we've even partnered

together a few times

since he moved here last year.

And what an honor it's been

lifting a lightweight

like Danna.

So, uh, are you two

pairing up for the challenge?

Actually, no.

It appears Gabby

already has a partner.

Oh!

Mmm.

Well, if you're stealing

our knight in shining armor,

I'm taking your Indian princess

away from you.

What do you say, Danna?

One more do-up

for old time's sake?

Totes! There's no one

I would rather choreograph for.

[quiet chatter]

Well, hello, everyone.

How are you doing?

Great.

Good. First of all,

I'd like to congratulate

each and every one of you.

Competition was fierce

this year.

So, fortunately,

you guys made my job

a heck of a lot easier.

No need to worry about that.

What you do need to worry about

is the next eight weeks

and how they're gonna pan out

for each of you.

There's gonna be a lot of work,

a lot of sweat

and a lot of hours

coming up with those routines,

which must be approved

by Miss Rhodes and myself

by the end of January.

So I wanna make

absolutely sure

that you're ready for this.

Well, are you?

[students]

Yeah.

Come on. I know

you can do better than that.

Are you ready to dance?

[whooping]

You did awesome.

Hey, Gabby.

Here's my number.

Text me this weekend,

and we'll figure out a time

for me to show you my piece.

Cool?

Yeah. Great.

Ohh!

[squeals]

[chattering]

Bye. Bye.

Bye.

Oh!

Uh...

[chuckles]

[sighs]

Can I help you?

Can I uncover

my eyes now?

Unless I can convince you

to walk off the edge

of a bridge first.

What's the rush?

Late for Pole Dancing 101?

No. Just OD'd on A-hole

and in dire need of detox.

Okay. Wait. Wait.

[chuckling]

Come on.

I was just joking.

What do you want, McBride?

Okay, look, I know

I'm not really in a place

to ask any favors--

No, you're not.

So you'd be a flipping fool

to even waste your breath.

Okay. Gabby, please,

just listen, all right?

I'm being serious.

I need help...

in literature,

or I'm gonna fail.

What,

so now you need my help,

and suddenly I'm Gabby

and not the Colonel anymore?

Whatever.

[sighs]

[sighs]

Ugh!

Okay. Fine.

I'll help you.

But under one condition:

You have to keep the texting

to a bare minimum

while we're studying,

understood?

Yes. Thank you.

Thank you, thank you.

Okay. Next week,

meet me in the library

after school.

Tuesday, though, okay?

Mondays I have rehearsal.

Sweet. And, hey,

if you ever need anything,

I got your back,

I swear.

What have I

gotten myself into?

♪♪ [pop]

♪ Say it aloud

and uncommitted ♪

♪ And I'm--

I'm painting corners ♪

♪ If I speak it ♪

You wanted me to help you.

Come on. Focus on--

"Let's focus on the book."

[muttering]

♪ Throw me a line,

and I'll erase it ♪

♪ Nowhere to hide,

swallow my pride ♪

♪ What'll I do

if the cloud disappears? ♪

♪ Nowhere to go,

out on my own ♪

♪ You're makin' it harder

by makin' it clear ♪

♪ Rainbow killer ♪

♪ Taking comfort in the rain ♪

♪ I don't need the boat ♪

♪ I like my disarray ♪

♪ Ohh ♪

♪ Rainbow killer ♪

♪ As your colors radiate ♪

♪ I'm not sure if I was

built for life this way ♪

Chicken quesadillas.

Oh, thank you, Gabby.

[sniffs]

Ah, you're such an angel.

So who brought you

these flowers?

Just my son.

Such a gentleman.

He's just as silly

as his father was

and just as handsome.

You know, how would you feel

if I set you two up sometime?

Oh, that's sweet, Ginger,

but I'm actually interested

in this guy at school.

Oh. And does the lucky fellow

know how you feel?

Um, not exactly.

[chuckles]

I'm still waiting to see

if it's more than

a one-sided schoolgirl crush.

So time will tell.

If you wanna know

how he really feels,

I would take him

some of these quesadillas.

If that doesn't

make him fall for you,

I don't know what will.

[both laugh]

Why did Salinger

title his book

The Catcher in the Rye?

No idea.

[phone vibrating]

Oh.

Little Miss Hot Pants must have

to charge her phone on the hour

with the way you two

are always blowing up

each other's cell phone.

Do I sense a twinge of jealousy

in your voice there, Colonel?

[scoffs]

That's not jealousy,

it's irritation.

Will you please just try

to answer the question?

Fine.

[sighs]

Holden talks about

catching the kids

playing in the rye

before they fall

off a cliff.

So, maybe he's talking about

his little sister?

He's protective of her

like I am of mine.

Okay, good. So, then,

what makes Phoebe different

than other characters

like Sally or Mr. Antolini?

Well, Phoebe's a kid,

and since it seems

he doesn't really trust

any of the other characters,

maybe he's afraid

of her growing up,

because he doesn't

want her to become

like all the rest of them.

See? There.

Now you have an explanation

as to why Holden

would want to be

a catcher in the rye.

Let's look at another one.

It's Friday.

[mockingly]

Don't you have to get

to dance rehearsal with Shawn?

He can't tonight.

And why do you say it like that?

Like what?

So condescendingly,

like dance

is some sort of snobbery.

I'll have you know

it is a distinguished art form

that has been around

almost as long as humans have,

and it is...

What? Why are you making

that face at me?

No reason.

I like dance just fine.

So, then, what,

are you jealous of the time

I'm spending with Shawn?

[scoffs]

Oh, yeah. That's it.

Please.

So let's look

at another one.

Oh, I see someone left

their Facebook page open.

What do you think, Jude?

Should Gabs here

friend request

Mr. Shawn Furst?

Do it, and I'll cut the cords

from your iPod earbuds.

Chill, Testy Tina.

I'm waiting for him

to request me.

And besides,

I'm not that into him.

[laughing]

Lies.

In the words of our fave

Neapoly poop,

"You're amongst friends.

There's no need to lie to us."

Why is she such a tyrant?

Oh, gosh.

She's always been like that.

She and Mal used to sit

on the monkey bars and yell,

"Judy with the big booty!"

'Cause they knew

she couldn't climb up there

and kick their butts.

Seriously?

Mm. Monster.

She actually toned down a bit

when she was dating Brad.

But that ship sailed.

Oh, yeah.

How's tutoring him going?

You're tutoring Brad?

Yeah.

Uh, why?

He needed help in lit, so--

Uh-uh. But you hate him.

You said going to first period

with him every day

was like waking up

with your brother's pet toad.

It is.

Uh, but wait.

Did you say that Brad

and Valerie dated?

Yeah. Brad and Val

used to dance for years.

They were like one of those

unstoppable dance pairs

you see in the movies.

What? No way.

Brad doesn't dance.

He was just making fun

of me for dancing.

Um, but he did.

Why do you think a guy like Brad

would be at a school

like Kensington anyway?

He said he was in the science

and engineering program like me.

Uh, he is,

but he also used to dance,

like you.

And that boy

is darn good too.

I'm gonna give him

so much crap.

But how long ago

did they date?

Well, Brad broke up with Val

Thanksgiving

of our junior year,

and everyone had to duck low

and run for cover

until Hurricane Val passed

and school let out

for Christmas.

But what's with

all this concern anyway?

Losing interest

in Shawn already?

No way.

Shawn is leagues above Brad.

I don't want Hurricane Val

to find out I'm tutoring him

and try to wipe me out

before the big competition.

No, no, no.

No need to fear Hurricane Val,

for there is

a greater adversary.

I give you

Danna "the Freak" Tsunami.

♪♪ [hip-hop]

♪♪ [humming]

[chattering]

[snapping fingers]

Come on.

♪ Let's grab some booty ♪

All right.

You got this,

Big Booty Judy.

♪ All they want to do

is get me ♪

♪ I want him,

he looks cute ♪

♪ So what you wanna ♪

♪ Do ♪

[laughs]

[croaking]

[screaming]

Reptile! Gross!

It's a reptile!

Uh, Mom!

Actually, it's an amphibian,

and she can't hear you.

She's getting hammered

and watching reruns on Lifetime.

Well, in that case,

little man, you're dead.

Girls, get him.

[grunts]

[girls squealing]

[laughter]

[croaks]

[together]

Hey, Shawn.

Yes, ladies?

What can I do for you?

Well, we're trying

to find the heat

of the solution

of the NaOH.

And we have distilled water

in the beaker,

but I don't know

what else we need.

You need two grams

of sodium hydroxide.

And use that spatula

over there.

Oh, thanks!

You're such a sweetie.

And just as smart

as an iPhone.

Or an iTouch.

Oh, wait.

How rude of me.

I almost forgot to ask.

How's your jazz number

going with Gabby? Hmm?

Wouldn't you like to know.

I wasn't trying to be nosy.

I was just concerned.

Concerned? What for?

I was just hoping

you weren't having

the same problems with Gabby

that her last partner had.

And that would be what?

Her sudden inability

to perform

because she gets

too emotional.

Total daddy abandonment issues.

Please. You girls

are so full of it.

I hate to be

the bearer of bad news,

but I found

her old school records

in my mom's briefcase,

and the last time

our lovely little transplant

was up to compete for state,

she got this

[exhales forcefully]

colossal case

of onstage jitters.

Major meltdownage.

But think about it.

Has she ever mentioned

why she quite dance

back home to begin with?

Exactly.

Now, look, Fallon's out,

and my mom offered

to clear it with Alex

for you and I to team up.

So, if you change your mind,

you know where to find me.

You're such

an amazing performer,

I'd hate to see

something as stupid

as a poor choice in partner

become the reason

your entire career went...

[small explosion]

[slurred]

I was talking to your

Aunt Belinda earlier tonight,

and she was telling me

that you haven't been making

most of your shifts

at the hospital.

And then she was telling me

what you're really up to.

Mom, I can explain.

But, Gabby,

why didn't you just tell me

you were tutoring someone?

Oh. I'm-- I'm sorry.

I-I just didn't--

It's fine. It's fine.

I just kept wondering

why you were coming home

so late, and...

Just give me a hug.

Oh.

I'm sorry. Sorry.

It's okay.

Mm.

[knocks]

Gabby, you're early.

Yeah. Can I talk to you

for a minute?

Sure.

Is everything all right?

Yeah. Um...

It's just I haven't told my mom

I'm doing the competition.

Your parents don't approve?

Well, my dad does.

Did. Um, he was always the one

encouraging me to dance.

He would take me back and forth

to rehearsal when I was a kid.

Does he know

you're back in it?

No.

My parents divorced

last year.

And then right after that,

he started dating

a younger woman.

That's when I quit dance.

I think I probably did it

to get back at him.

Well, what does

your mom think?

I think she's worried

that if I don't become a doctor,

I'll end up dependent

on some man, living alone

off alimony like she did.

For most people,

dance is a lofty goal,

but you're good, Gabby.

I really believe you and Shawn

can go all the way to state.

You do?

Yeah, I do.

So you think

I should tell her?

I was gonna wait

until after the competition

to see if we advanced, but--

Wait. If you advance?

Honey, that's your problem.

Your mom's not holding you back,

you are.

Do you really

want this, Gabby?

For the first time in my life,

I can honestly say yes.

Good.

Then tell your mother that

you've entered the competition

and that you're going to win.

I guarantee the minute

you start believing in yourself,

others will too.

Natalie, what can I do for you?

I just wanted to pop in

and inform you

you and Cynthia might have to do

a bit of tweaking the roster

for our upcoming

dance competition.

Wait a minute.

What are you talking about?

Shawn and Valerie

came to see me today

to ask if it'd be okay

for them to swap

and become partners.

I hope you told them

it's out of the question.

I mean--

Alex, I'm sorry.

I already told them they could.

Can you kids

excuse us a minute?

What do you think

you're doing?

Oh, Valerie's a fast learner,

and she's more than obliged

to learn Shawn's

approved routine.

What about Gabby and Fallon?

Fallon supported her decision

without question.

And as far

as Miss Colussi's concerned,

I guess you'll just

have to inform her

she needs to find

a new partner and routine.

In three weeks?

We made more than enough

accommodations for Miss Colussi.

Now, if Gabriella

truly understands

what a privilege it is

she gets to compete at a school

like ours in the first place,

she'll understand the necessity

that lies herein.

Oh, I'm so sorry about

the little shift-up, dear.

I really do hope you can find

someone else to partner with.

♪♪ [pop, slow tempo]

[sniffles]

[sighs]

[sniffles]

♪ Another cold hotel room ♪

♪ A different bed,

it's just the same ♪

♪ Dark outside ♪

[vibrating]

♪ And my mind is still awake ♪

Hey. I was just

thinking about you.

Hey, Mom.

Gabby, are you okay?

Are you crying?

There's something

I've been meaning to tell you.

What? Did something

happen at school?

No, it's-- it's just...

Dad hasn't called in a bit.

Tsk.

Oh, sweetie.

But it's fine. Really.

I'm sure

he'll call eventually.

Gabby, are you sure

you're all right?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm fine, really.

Okay.

Hey, you gonna

be home for dinner?

Yeah.

I'll-- I'll be there.

Okay.

I love you, sweetie.

Love you, too, Mom.

♪ Given up searchin',

but it isn't the same ♪

♪ All I wanna do

is see your face ♪

♪ But when I open my eyes,

it's just sitting there ♪

Hi, you've reached Joe Colussi.

Leave me a message at the beep.

[beep]

Okay.

You may have been able

to pull this crap with me,

but I will not have you do this

to our children.

Shame on you for not

calling your daughter back!

I know that she might be

a little angry

with you right now,

but that girl is screaming out

for your love.

Man up,

pick up the phone,

and call your daughter!

Or I'm gonna pick up the phone,

and I'm gonna call your mother,

and I'm gonna tell her

the real reason I left you.

[sighs]

Mom, wake up.

Can we talk?

Mom?

Mom.

Oh, my God! Mom!

[sighs]

Hey, guys,

Mom's gonna be okay.

Can we see her now?

Honey, I am so sorry.

Mom, shh.

Everything is fine.

We're just glad you're okay.

Hey, I'm the mom.

I'm the one who's supposed

to be telling you that.

And how are we feeling

this morning, Ms. Colussi?

Like an awful mom.

Now, I think we're gonna

release you today,

but I do have a referral

for a counselor

that I'd like you to see.

Kids, uh, can you excuse us

for a minute, please?

[sighs]

[Joe]

Leave a message at the beep.

[beep]

Hey, Dad, it's me.

I know you said

you'd be stuck

in a meeting all day

but to call anyway.

So, um, Mom's doing better.

They just let us in to see her.

No need to fly out here

or anything.

Um...

[sighs]

I guess I'm just

still getting used to handling

these kind of things

without you.

Anyway, um,

I appreciate your apologies,

and I love you too.

Bye.

♪♪ [hip-hop]

[laughing]

♪♪ [continues]

There you go.

[music off]

Gabby!

Happy Valentine's Day.

Jeez, I almost forgot.

And the same to you.

And well, well,

what do we have here?

Your very own

Valentine's Day dance telegram,

or hip-hop for beginners,

Mr. McBride?

Gabby, what are

you doing here?

Wait. You two

know each other?

This is the girl

I was telling you

was tutoring me in lit.

We sit next to each other

in class.

This is the girl?

Wait.

Ginger's your mother?

Yep.

Meet Little Miss Hot Pants.

You know, the one

I'm always texting.

So wait.

That would make you...

So, Gabby, my son is

who you're always complaining

is driving you nuts

in class every day?

[awkward laugh]

I should have known.

And so you're the son

who loves Robot Unicorn Attack.

[laughing]

[sighs]

And this is my daughter Maggie.

Hi, Maggie.

I like your moves.

I'm a dancer myself.

I just started taking classes

like my brother used to.

But he says

I'm still an amateur.

Don't listen to what he says.

Brothers aren't always right.

And I happen to think

you're a born natural.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

Um, can I talk to you

outside a minute?

[sighs]

[chuckles]

Okay. So I didn't tell you

I used to dance.

What's the big deal?

So you remember

way back

when you were failing

and you needed my help,

and you promised

you'd have my back

if I ever needed anything?

Well, now is that time.

Okay.

What do I need to do?

I want you

to be my dance partner.

Wait.

What happened to Shawn?

Shawn dropped me yesterday,

and the only way

I'm gonna get to compete

is if you help me.

Gabby, I can't.

I haven't danced in, like--

Almost as long as I had.

But, see,

that's the great thing

about dance.

It never really goes away,

does it?

Yes, it does.

For me, it did.

Because you associate it

with something bad

from your past just like I did.

But, look, you can't give up

everything you love

just because

you and Val broke up.

Wait. How did you...

Whatever.

Look, it doesn't matter,

all right?

I just--

I just can't help you, Gabby.

I'd end up sabotaging

your entire routine.

So you'd rather Val and Shawn

win this entire thing?

Yeah. Your ex is the reason

I can't compete.

She stole Shawn from me.

[Alex]

Principal Harper--

she walked in

and dropped in on

my meeting with Gabby--

[knocking]

Gabby. I don't know

what to say--

Say you'll let Brad McBride

replace Shawn Furst

as my new partner.

I thought

you were done with dance.

Uh, well, I was,

and then the more

I thought about it,

I realized that this

might be the last chance

I ever get, right?

So, why the heck not?

[Alex]

I mean, if you're sure about it.

What about school requirements?

I mean, he's not even

in the class.

[Alex]

If Harper can break

the rules a bit, so can we.

All right, then, you guys.

Go for it.

[Alex]

Wait. There's only

one more thing.

We're barely a month away

from competition.

So do you guys have

a routine prepared?

Actually, they do.

♪ There comes a time

in everyone's life ♪

♪ To reach the impossible ♪

♪ Shine in the limelight ♪

♪ The choice is mine,

and failure is easy ♪

♪ Yeah, failure's too easy ♪

♪ I gotta own it ♪

♪ Yeah, show 'em I want it ♪

♪ It'd be impossible ♪

♪ To tear it from me ♪

[Danna]

Good.

Mwah!

Aaahhh...

♪ Get out of my way ♪

♪ You've got just

one chance to dance ♪

♪ To dance ♪

♪ You've got just

one chance to dance ♪

♪ To dance ♪

You're welcome.

Uh...

♪ Once chance to dance ♪

Uh, I got it.

Oh.

Thank you.

♪ One chance to dance ♪

♪ Dance, dance, dance,

dance, dance, dance ♪

♪ Dance, dance, dance,

dance, dance, dance ♪

♪ One chance to dance ♪

♪ Dance, dance, dance,

dance, dance, dance ♪

♪ Dance, dance, dance,

dance, dance, dance ♪

♪ One chance to dance,

dance, dance ♪

♪ Not this time,

no, not today ♪

♪ Not this time,

all eyes on me ♪

♪ Not this time,

no, not today ♪

♪ I gotta shine today ♪

♪ Not this time,

no, not today ♪

♪ Not this time,

all eyes on me ♪

♪ Not this time,

no, not today ♪

♪ This is my time ♪

♪ One chance to dance ♪

What? You're still here?

You didn't get enough of me

at rehearsal?

Where's your car?

My mom needed it

for a date tonight,

so she just dropped me off

this morning.

It's her first date

since she's been sober,

so far be it from me

to stop her.

Why didn't you just tell me?

I'd offer you a lift.

Oh, it's such

a nice night and all,

I just thought I'd walk.

It's kind of a long walk.

All right.

Come on, Colonel. Get in.

Okay.

This collection is insane.

A lot of those are my dad's.

He was into music too.

Your mom mentioned that once.

You know, she still

talks about him, like--

As if he were still alive.

I know.

Actually, I was gonna say,

like she was still crazy

in love with him.

[chuckles]

Yeah.

They were good together.

You're definitely not

the son I expected her to have.

Why? How did

she describe me?

Handsome, funny, kind.

She said you used to dance

and loved music.

So you think I'm ugly,

mean, and boring?

Uh...

[chuckles]

No-- No, I just meant...

Honestly, I just thought

she had a hot son

who was still

in the closet.

So now I'm gay.

Uh, no, I...

Ugh!

I mean, here I am,

picturing every girl's dream guy

and thinking there's no way

he could possibly be straight.

So now I'm your dream guy.

That was before

I knew it was you.

[laughs]

You know, you really shouldn't

judge a book by its cover

any more than, say,

one dancer should judge another

because she's

got on combat boots.

Okay.

So you're not as much

of a slimy toad

as I thought you were.

[chuckling]

There. You happy now?

[chuckling continues]

Um, anyway,

thanks for the ride.

Will I see you

at school tomorrow?

Yeah.

Five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three and four,

five and six, seven, eight.

One, two, three and four...

[sighs]

What now?

Don't you feel

even a little bad

about Gabby and Fallon?

You know,

I'll feel a whole lot worse

if we don't win this thing.

Let's go again from the top.

Valerie, I'm exhausted.

We need to sleep

at some point, too, you know?

We can sleep

once we've taken state.

[sighs]

I don't even understand why

we're doing a second routine.

The one I choreographed

is fine.

Well, Mother says,

"Any great dancer always has

a second routine on hand."

I'm sure your mom

would also agree

that any great dancer

needs their sleep

so they don't screw up on stage.

[scoffs]

Great dancers don't screw up.

If they do,

they deserve to lose.

Now let's go again

from the top.

Five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three and four,

five and six,

seven, eight.

Hey.

Hey.

So, uh, how was

your mom's date?

She used one word

to describe it--

lackluster.

But she said the food

was good there, so...

Cool. I was just--

wanted to see if you

maybe wanted to get together

and rehears tomorrow.

I was thinking we could watch

some of my old Dance TV tapes.

You know,

get some inspiration.

You watched Dance TV?

I used to love that show

growing up.

Me too.

Best performance?

Would have to be

Patrick and Sarah--

[together]

"Showstoppers, Season 6."

Me too.

Get out!

I can't believe that.

I still dream

about that performance.

I mean, I was thinking

we could watch them

after we rehearse.

Okay. Yeah.

That sounds like fun.

And then maybe we can go out

and grab some food or whatever.

You know, we can try that place

where your mom says

has really good food.

Okay. Cool. Tomorrow.

Rehearsal and food.

I'm down.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Okay. Sweet.

Uh, I guess I'll see you

in class, then.

Yeah.

So Gabby is invited

to my insanely exclusive

annual spring soiree.

Yay!

[laughs]

And why would

you invite Gabby?

Well, uh, this year,

it's not just any old soiree.

As Val and Fal's BFF

and social cordy

of the Neapolys,

I planned this party

at my parents' pad

first and foremost

for all you

tried-and-true finalists

forging forth

in this year's

spring competition.

So it'd be a real shame

if Gabs missed out.

Well, tell Mallory thanks,

but Gabs can't.

I have plans.

Tsk. Oh!

Well, that's too bad.

You know,

just hang on to it anyway,

just in case.

[chuckles]

She's not coming.

I'm pretty sure I heard her

making plans with Brad.

Ugh!

No. She has to come.

If not, we'll have no way

of convincing her

Brad gave us all her

drunk mother's leftover booze.

Don't have a melty just yet.

Mallory Medicine has a plan.

[sighs]

I mean...

you're not really thinking

about going, are you?

[Gabby]

Of course not. Besides,

I already have plans

to rehearse and go

to dinner with Brad, so...

What? Like a date?

Ooohhh!

No, you guys.

Not like a date.

Stop it.

[laughing]

Oh, my gosh.

Hey, Gabby.

You-- You got a minute?

Um, sure.

Um, what's up?

Not much. Um,

how are you settling in?

Good.

Better than before, anyway.

Sweet. So, um...

Yeah, I didn't know exactly

what you're up to this weekend,

but I was wondering

if you already had

a date to Mal's?

Um, I'm flattered,

but I kind of can't go

to the party tomorrow, so...

Oh. You, uh,

got other plans?

Yeah. Sort of. Sorry.

Hey, no worries.

It's...

Can't knock the guy

for trying, right?

Uh, all right.

I guess I'll just, uh,

see you around.

Bye.

Okay.

Excuse me.

Do you know where

I can find this book?

[Girl] Okay.

So you really think Dylan's

gonna ask you to Mal's party?

'Cause I'm pretty sure

he's gonna ask that new girl,

Gabby what's-her-face.

[Girl #2]

Seriously?

But he's been flirting

with me for weeks.

[scoffs]

News flash, Jenna.

Dylan Palermo flirts

with everybody.

But apparently

Gabby's little unattainable

"I'm so innocent" act

has made her top tier.

But I thought

she was into McBride.

What? No way.

She's totally just using him

to try and compete

in the competition

with Val and Shawn.

She's into Dylan.

In fact,

I overheard

they totally hooked up.

They did?

Mm-hmm.

When?

Start of the semester.

When the poor thing

was still vulnerable enough

to be preyed on.

But how do you know

it's true?

Because that pudgy pal of hers,

Jude what's-her-butt--

Let's just say

the girl has a hard time

keeping her loosey lips shut.

Probably because

they're always loaded

with a big, fat lollipop.

Oh, your first paid

acting gig, girls.

And based on Brad's face,

looks like you put in

Oscar-worthy performances.

Whoever said

our theater program here

didn't compare to its dance?

Now all you have to do

is talk to Dylan,

and the rest,

including Gabby's shot

at regionals,

is history.

Go.

So this restaurant

my mom went to--

Yeah, um, about that.

I-- I forgot.

I told Maggs

I'd take her to see a movie.

I can't go tomorrow.

Oh, okay. Then, um--

Well, that sounds like fun.

You mind if I join?

That probably wouldn't be

such a good idea.

We should just, uh, stick

to weekday rehearsals

like you said,

you know?

Oh. O-Okay. Sure.

♪♪ [rock]

I just don't get it.

I mean,

what could I have possibly done

to piss him off so badly?

He saw me talking to Dylan,

but I said no.

Why does it matter

if he's mad at you or not?

You guys are dance partners.

You don't need

to be best friends.

Unless you want something more.

Ohhh!

No. No. I just don't

want there to be

any tension

for the competition.

It could mess up

our performance, you know?

Gabby,

you're a terrible liar.

Terrible.

I'm not lying.

Okay. Sure.

Maybe Brad is acting all weird

because he likes you too.

No. No way.

Wait. You think?

Unless there's somewhere else

he'd rather be.

What do you mean?

I may have,

could have possibly,

may not have heard

Jenna and Candace

in the theater

talking about Brad going

to Mal's party to see Val.

[Gabby]

What? N-No way.

He wouldn't.

I mean, would he?

There's only one way

to find out.

Yes.

Let's go.

♪♪ [techno blaring]

♪♪ [continues]

Oh, there's Ken.

I'm gonna go say hi.

Danna, we came here

to look for Brad.

And I will look for him...

over there.

Hey, how are you?

[no audible dialogue]

You see

Booty Brown Brad anywhere?

No, but I see

Mallory dancing.

Girl,

you call that dancing?

[scoffs]

'Cause I got

another name for it.

Crap, I think Valerie

just saw me.

Girl, don't fret

that frosted flake.

I got your back.

We're just gonna find Brad,

you're gonna tell him what's up,

gonna get the--

Hello, hot Jesus

with a cowboy hat!

Wanna-- Ooh.

Hey, boo!

Jude!

So, my fellow Italiano

made it after all.

Either that, or she was planning

on coming the whole time

and just dissed me.

Oh, no, not at all.

My plans

fell through last minute,

so here I am.

Oh, sad to hear.

That's a lie.

I'm thrilled

that you're here.

I don't care

what the circumstance.

I'm sorry. Here.

Have some crushed berry punch.

Oh, thanks.

Yeah.

And, uh, shall we dance?

Sure.

Oh, my God,

this punch is so yummy.

It's all sugar and booze.

There's booze in this?

I shouldn't

be drinking it.

♪♪ [continues]

That looks tasty.

You got one for me?

Perhaps.

Whatcha gonna do for it?

Ow!

Oh! Well, tickle my tiara.

[shouts]

Gabby, you came!

[laughs]

Yeah. This is great.

But why are you having

a 4th of July luau

on April the 4th?

So it's kind of like Jesus

and Christmas,

since no one actually knows

when the birth of our nation

actually was.

Uh, pretty sure

it was the 4th of July.

Were you there?

Okay, then.

[laughing]

[mutters]

Yeah.

Gabby! I'm so happy

you could make it.

Here we are.

Val, you want one?

Oh, no.

Give mine to Gabby.

I gotta watch

my sugar intake.

I'm already too sweet

as it is.

Um, have either one of you

seen Brad tonight?

Um, no.

I don't think I have.

But, hey, if you see him

before I do, let him know

I'm looking for him.

I still have to thank him

for buying all the booze

for this soiree.

B-Booze? What booze?

The booze you're slugging back

as we speak, dear.

Wait.

Brad didn't tell you?

I thought you guys

were so tight these days.

He brought this whole trash bag

of it over the other night.

It was a bunch of rum

and vodka--

Will you excuse me

for a moment?

Oh-ho-ho!

Oh, honey,

are you all right?

It's okay, Gabby.

I got you.

Um, yeah.

Just a little light-headed.

Oh, sweetie,

you don't look so hot.

Um, Dylan, why don't you

take her inside for a second

and let her lie down?

Okay. It's okay.

Come on.

[both chuckle]

Excuse me.

Fal? You okay?

Yeah. I'm okay.

It's just

Valerie ditched me

for the competition for Shawn,

so now I'm out.

I at least

wanted to compete.

I know what you mean.

Do you remember

back in fifth grade

when Val pushed me over

during an arabesque

at our recital?

I guess vaguely,

but not really.

It was the same day

that Miss Foster told me

I had the best arabesque

she had ever seen.

So, clearly, Val lashes out

when she feels threatened.

And I imagine dancing alongside

a dancer as awesome as you

is no exception to the rule.

For Val,

winning is everything,

even if it means her friend

doesn't get to compete.

I'd hardly call her

a friend now.

Why are you being

so nice to me?

I haven't exactly been

the nicest to you

over the years.

Well, I also remember

who helped me up

after Val walked away.

Who? Me?

I don't remember.

Well, I do.

So how about you let me help you

wipe up that runny mascara,

[singsong voice]

and we'll go party.

[chuckles]

Okay.

[grunts]

Hey. Oh--

[chuckles]

[sighs]

Better?

Mm.

Still feel like puking?

Mm.

♪ You can trust me ♪

♪ A little closer,

a little closer ♪

♪ Come a little closer ♪

Hi.

Hey, have you

seen Gabby here?

Yeah. I think she

just went in the coatroom

with Dylan.

Sorry, man.

Why don't you try

and lie down?

Just lie down.

Get off her, Dylan.

What the hell, man?

Brad, what are you

doing here?

What am I doing here?

I could ask you the same thing,

except it's pretty obvious

what you're doing.

What do you mean?

He brought me in here

'cause I felt sick.

Just forget about it,

all right? You're drunk.

Thanks to you.

You stole

all my mom's alcohol.

They're lying to you.

Those girls lie

about everything.

Would you just come on?

I'm gonna take you home.

Just chill. I got her.

The hell you do.

Dang it, Brad!

Why do you have to be

such a jerk all the time?

He was just

trying to help.

For someone with such

an awesomely cool mom,

you sure are

a toad for a son.

Gabby, he gets you wasted.

Then he's climbing

on top of you.

What do you think?

Oh, my God.

♪ I can feel your heart beat

from across the room ♪

♪ The rhythm makes me

wanna get into you ♪

♪ And every time we touch,

I lose all breath to you ♪

Hey.

Hey!

Hey, have you

seen Gabby?

Oops.

[laughing]

I'm sorry

for accusing you.

I should've guessed

you never would've given

those girls alcohol,

and that they

were setting me up.

It's fine.

[chuckles]

I think I fell into

one of their traps

yesterday myself.

I heard a couple of those

Nea-wanna-be-oes

spreading lies

about you and Dylan

in the library.

Yeah. Must've been

the same brats

who convinced Jude

that you were

ditching me tonight

to come to this party.

Why did you come here?

Dylan?

What? No.

I don't even know Dylan.

And why would that have

bugged you so much anyway?

Look,

Dylan and Valerie hooked up

when me and my mom

and sister left town

to see a cancer specialist

two Thanksgivings ago.

Or so I heard.

No wonder you tried

to run him over

in the parking lot that day.

We wanna give people

the benefit of a doubt,

and they end up being exactly

who we thought they were.

Do they?

Okay, fine.

Maybe not you.

But for the record,

you're still a toad.

Fair enough.

Let's get you home.

Okay.

♪♪ [continues]

Girl, you okay?

Yeah.

I puked, I feel terrible,

but Brad's gonna take me home.

So you finally found him.

Wait. What?

We came looking for you, dummy.

Where you been all night?

Why'd you come

looking for me?

Bradley!

What a pleasant surprise.

I just came

to pick up Gabby.

Isn't Gabby

just so special?

Now look.

She's gotta have Brad too.

L.A. girls must love

sloppy seconds.

Valerie, give it a rest.

Everyone at this party knows

that you're playing

musical chairs

on half the guys

in this room.

Ooh-hoo!

[snaps fingers]

Uh, not me.

[laughter]

That's right. Just leave.

Run along home

to your drunken mother.

You wouldn't dare.

Actually, I would.

Ohh, yes!

That's for digging in my trash,

lying to me,

and generally

trying to ruin my life.

And now we're even.

Not quite.

Ahh!

Ohh. Ow.

Valerie,

you really hurt her.

I warned her about

wearing those big boots

so she wouldn't trip.

♪ A little closer ♪

♪ Come a little closer ♪

♪ And give your love to me ♪

[grunts]

Got it?

Yeah. Thanks.

[groaning]

Gabriella Colussi,

it is past 1:00 in the morning.

What do you think you're...

Are you all right?

No, Mom.

I'm fine. I just fell.

The bruise doesn't look

that bad to me.

Does it to you?

I mean, she'll still be able

to dance, don't you think?

Dance?

Mom, I can explain.

Gabby, have you been drinking?

It's not what it looks like.

No? 'Cause it looks to me

that you snuck out past curfew

to go drink with this boy

you've been tutoring.

And you've been lying to me

about dancing

and God knows what else?

Mrs. Colussi,

it is not Gabby's fault.

It was--

I think you need to leave

right now, young man.

[groaning]

Well, all of your X-rays

came back fine.

Looks like it's just

a light sprain.

Sounds like those boots

saved you from a nasty injury.

Can I still dance?

Not if you're grounded

for life.

Should you be allowed

to do so, yes.

But I would give it

till the end of the week.

Let the swelling

and the bruising go down first.

Thank you.

Honey, I think

we need to talk.

Why did you lie to me

about dancing?

I don't know.

I thought you wouldn't

let me do it.

Gabby, I never said

you couldn't do something.

I just thought I would do it

one more time for fun, to get it

out of my system, but then--

You realized

how much you wanted it,

and that scared you.

Yeah, I guess so.

I feel like I'm the one

that put all of that doubt

in your head to begin with.

And I should have never let you

give it up in the first place.

But I knew you were angry

with your father,

and, uh,

I kind of used you

to get back at him.

And when you came home

the other night

and I could smell

the alcohol on you...

it was like

I was looking at me.

And I have been projecting

all of my insecurities onto you,

and I am so sorry for that.

If dance is what you love,

then that is absolutely

what you need to be doing.

Medical school--

it'll be there

if you ever change

your mind, right?

Thanks, Mom.

But why the sudden

change of heart?

Well, for starters,

you never told me

that some little jerk

spiked your punch

when you were at that party

the other night.

Wait. How did you...

[chuckles]

I'll leave you two kids alone

to talk for a couple minutes,

okay?

So, how's the ankle?

Um, it's good, I guess.

That's good.

You think you can

dance on it?

Um, I hope so.

And thanks

for talking to her.

I don't think she ever

would've believed me

if I'd explained it.

No worries.

Why did you do it?

I wanted to see you.

I realize that you never

really explained to me

why you went to Mal's party

searching for me to begin with.

Oh, uh...

I guess the idea of us

being mad at each other

just really bothered me

for some reason.

Yeah. Me too.

But no big deal, right?

I mean,

I was only mad at you

because those girls lied,

and you were only mad at me

'cause you thought I was

dumb enough to fall

for a guy like Dylan, right?

It was more so the thought

of you and him...

or you and anyone,

for that matter.

And why is that?

It is getting hot

all up in here.

[laughs]

Max!

Max!

♪♪ [classical]

[Joe]

Gabby?

Dad?

Is that you?

Where are you?

[knocking]

Honey, time to get up.

Tonight's your big night.

♪♪ [rock]

♪ Found you in

the rocks away ♪

[chattering]

♪ Caught you searching

for prey ♪

♪ Caught in a lie ♪

♪ With nowhere to escape ♪

♪ Said you wanted proof... ♪

All right, you guys.

Is everyone ready?

We're ready, Coach.

Good.

That's what I like

to hear.

Where are Gabby

and Brad?

We're here.

What is this?

Who said he could perform?

He didn't even audition.

Valerie, I suggest you just

whine to your mother.

And for the rest of you,

break a leg out there tonight.

[whooping]

Fallon, I need you.

Um, no, thanks.

Val, you're such a B.

[chuckles]

The best? I know.

♪ Sing song,

song to be alive ♪

♪ You said you watch yourself

in vain ♪

♪ Riding on the tides

of the world ♪

[scoffing]

Oh, I'm sorry.

Did you want a lolly?

♪ Offered me nothing ♪

Hello, everybody,

and welcome to Kensington High's

annual 1 Chance 2 Dance

spring competition.

Five groups of dancers

will have the opportunity

to compete in front of

our prestigious panel

of three judges from the finest

dance companies in America.

The prize will be

$5,000 in scholarships.

[applause]

Did I miss anything?

Nope. You made it

just in time.

Up front are Ken Castle,

Danna Kapoor,

and Fallon Franklin.

♪♪ [pop]

♪ Cara mío ♪

♪ I'll shower you

with diamonds and pearls ♪

♪ All my riches for you ♪

♪ Cara mío ♪

♪ I'll take you

round the world ♪

♪ To all my castles ♪

♪ And all my many homes ♪

♪ My money opens

all the doors of the world ♪

♪ My money buys you

all the things

you never could afford ♪

♪ My money makes me what I am ♪

♪ And what I am is the king ♪

♪ Of your heart ♪

♪ Cara mío ♪

[applause]

[music ends]

[cheering]

[Emcee]

And now, a little tap your hat,

from Darren McCormack

and Jenna Dickey.

♪♪ [jazz]

Ready?

[applause]

[cheering]

[music ends]

And now,

get those jazz hands ready

because performing

to Curve's "Break it Down,"

we've got Valerie Harper

and Shawn Furst.

[applause, cheering]

♪♪ [pop]

♪ Mama told me,

"Don't fall for anybody" ♪

♪ All I wanna do

is make you move your body ♪

♪ Take a dip,

move your hips

like you came to party ♪

♪ Oh, no, don't you step

on my Ed Hardy ♪

♪ Tell me, tell me,

tell me, tell me,

can you break it down? ♪

♪ This day, I'm gonna come

and throw your tape round ♪

♪ Make a move, make a move,

shake it to the sound ♪

♪ I'm like the ice-cream truck

when I come around ♪

♪ I hear the beat in my ears,

all I wanna do is dance ♪

♪ Tell me,

can you break it down? ♪

♪ I just wanna

hear some music ♪

♪ Some music, some music,

some music ♪

♪ First I get a beat,

then I move my feet ♪

[applause]

[cheering]

[music ends]

[shouting]

Up next,

performing to "Salsa Tango,"

Kevin Lu and Brie Hernandez.

[applause]

♪♪ [salsa]

You look

kind of anxious.

I just, um...

I had another stupid nightmare

about my dad last night.

I mean,

what if I go on stage,

and I freak out again

like last time?

Is your dad not coming tonight?

He's in L.A., Brad.

He doesn't even know about this.

♪♪ [continues]

[music ends]

[applause]

[wolf whistle]

[Emcee]

And last

but certainly not least,

and finding their own freedom

to Andre Rosario's "Break Free,"

Brad McBride and Gabriella--

Let's just go out there

and have fun, all right?

This isn't about your dad,

this is about you.

You've earned this,

and you can do this

with or without your dad,

on a stage in front of

20 people or 20,000.

Brad McBride

and Gabriella Colussi.

[applause]

And if you're still worried

you can't do this alone,

then don't.

[cheering]

You got me.

[mutters]

Oh.

♪ Ohh, ohh, yeah ♪

♪ Ohhh ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ Clock is tickin',

time is passin' ♪

♪ Really slow ♪

♪ I gotta leave,

and I don't wanna go ♪

♪ Can't be here anymore

you should really know ♪

♪ There's more to life

than what you're livin' for ♪

♪ Don't hold me back,

I don't wanna stay ♪

♪ Come on,

just take my hands ♪

♪ The place I'm goin'

to get away ♪

♪ But is in demand ♪

♪ You and I,

let's run away ♪

♪ Can't you understand? ♪

♪ I wanna break free ♪

♪ So we can dance forever ♪

♪ Why don't you,

why don't you break free ♪

♪ So we can be together ♪

♪ Why don't you,

why don't you ♪

♪ Just you and me,

come on, break free ♪

♪ And in the end,

I know you'll see ♪

Gabby!

♪ Break free ♪

[cheering]

[applause continues]

Gabby!

[Gabby]

Dad?

[music ends]

[muffled chattering]

[applause continues]

[cheering continues]

I'm telling you,

this is not...

[chuckles]

I do apologize.

We're having

a difficult time deciding.

Um, would it be possible

to see a dance-off

between two of the couples?

I think that's fair.

Um, we'd like to see

Valerie Harper

and Shawn Furst...

[whooping]

as well as Brad McBride

and Gabriella Colussi.

[applause, cheering]

We don't have

another routine.

♪♪ [pop]

Yes, we do.

Dance TV:

"Showstoppers, Season 6."

[Emcee]

First up will be

Valerie Harper

and Shawn Furst.

♪ I tried so hard

to knock you down ♪

♪ I'll give it a shot

if you give it all you got ♪

♪ But please don't break it ♪

♪ I can't take it ♪

♪ Tonight's the night, yeah ♪

♪ Tonight's the night ♪

♪ Ohhh, ohhh ♪

♪ Ohh, ohh, yeah ♪

♪ Tonight's the night, yeah ♪

♪ Tonight's the night ♪

♪ I got nothing to lose ♪

♪ Just is all I can do ♪

♪ Do, do ♪

[trill]

♪ Mmm ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ Don't know what it is ♪

♪ I don't know what it is,

but I feel a spark ♪

♪ You make it easy for me now

with nowhere to start ♪

♪ 'Cause everything

about tonight is so right ♪

[murmuring]

♪ And nothing's gonna

bring me down ♪

♪ I'll give it a shot

if you give it all you got ♪

♪ But please don't break it ♪

♪ I can't take it ♪

♪ Tonight's the night, yeah ♪

♪ Tonight's the night ♪

[applause, cheering]

♪ Ohhh, ohhh ♪

♪ Ohh, ohh, yeah ♪

♪ Tonight's the night, yeah ♪

♪ Tonight's the night ♪

♪ I got nothing to lose ♪

♪ Just is all I can do ♪

[Emcee]

And now, Brad McBride

and Gabriella Colussi.

♪ If you give it all you got ♪

♪ But please don't break it ♪

♪ I can't take it ♪

♪ Tonight's the night, yeah ♪

♪ Tonight's the night ♪

♪ Ohhh, ohhh ♪

♪ Ohh, ohh, yeah ♪

♪ Tonight's the night, yeah ♪

♪ Tonight's the night ♪

♪ I got nothing to lose ♪

♪ Just is all I can do ♪

♪ Do, do ♪

[trill]

♪ Mmm ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ Don't know what it is ♪

♪ I don't know what it is,

but I feel a spark ♪

♪ You make it easy for me now

with nowhere to start ♪

♪ 'Cause everything

about tonight is so right ♪

♪ And nothing's gonna

bring me down ♪

♪ I'll give it a shot

if you give it all you got ♪

♪ But please don't break it ♪

♪ I can't take it ♪

♪ Tonight's the night, yeah ♪

♪ Tonight's the night ♪

[cheering]

♪ Ohhh, ohhh ♪

♪ Ohh, ohh, yeah ♪

♪ Tonight's the night, yeah ♪

♪ Tonight's the night ♪

♪ I got nothing to lose ♪

[male judge]

Brilliant, brilliant.

Lovely. Bravo.

Bravo.

But it's unanimous.

The winners of this year's

Kensington spring competition

and scholarship

are Brad McBride

and Gabriella Colussi.

[applause, cheering]

Oh, my gosh.

We just won.

[squealing]

They did it! They did it!

[cheering continues]

[squeals, laughs]

[squealing]

You still think

I'm a toad?

Yeah, but you're

a pretty cute one.

♪♪ [pop]

♪ There comes a time

in everyone's life ♪

♪ To reach the impossible ♪

♪ Shine in the limelight ♪

♪ The choice is mine,

and failure is easy ♪

♪ Yeah, failure's too easy ♪

♪ I gotta own it ♪

♪ Yeah, show 'em I want it ♪

♪ It'd be impossible ♪

♪ To tear it from me ♪

♪ I'm my worst enemy ♪

♪ Yeah, I'm my worst enemy ♪

♪ Get out of my way ♪

♪ You've got just

one chance to dance ♪

♪ To dance ♪

♪ You've got just

one chance to dance ♪

♪ To dance ♪

♪ Once chance to dance ♪

[echoing]

♪ One chance to dance ♪

♪ Dance, dance, dance,

dance, dance, dance ♪

♪ Dance, dance, dance,

dance, dance, dance ♪

♪ One chance to dance ♪

♪ Dance, dance, dance,

dance, dance, dance ♪

♪ Dance, dance, dance,

dance, dance, dance ♪

♪ One chance to dance,

dance, dance ♪

♪ Not this time,

no, not today ♪

♪ Not this time,

all eyes on me ♪

♪ Not this time,

no, not today ♪

♪ I gotta shine today ♪

♪ Not this time,

no, not today ♪

♪ Not this time,

all eyes on me ♪

♪ Not this time,

no, not today ♪

♪ This is my time ♪

♪ One chance to dance ♪

♪ I've been here before ♪

♪ This feeling's familiar ♪

♪ Reach the impossible ♪

♪ Pushing it further ♪

♪ The choice is mine,

and failure is easy ♪

♪ Failure's too easy ♪