Degrassi: The Next Generation (2001–2015): Season 6, Episode 4 - True Colours - full transcript

Jay turns to Emma for help with Sean's legal trouble. Ellie gains the attention of an editor of the university newspaper but he may be interested in more than just Ellie's writing.

- Guess who.

- Uh... Heather Sinclair.

- Hmm, very funny.

Close your eyes.
I have a surprise.

- Okay.

- Now... open your mouth.

- Oh, man, here we go.

Now blow.

That's very cool! You got me
a new one. Thank you.

Well, coach can't keep
the junior girls' basketball team in line

with a broken whistle.
- That's true.



- That's the logo on your shirt.
- Yeah. Yeah, Marco saw it

and thought
it'd be a good design, so...

And an old picture of Hazel.
How cute.

- It was just a class assignment.

So, um... where's the sketch
of your current girlfriend?

That's all up here, baby girl.
I just gotta capture it on paper.

Believe me, Ash,
when I draw you,

it will be my masterpiece.

- So, um...

when can I schedule a sitting
for my master painter?

Well, good things come
to those who wait.

It's just that your model
is starting to wonder

if maybe she's doing
something wrong?

- Ash, when the time is right,



my canvas will be ready.

- Okay. But, uh...

just so you know?

- Uh-huh...

- Model is ready.
- Uh-huh...

- And willing.

So Darce and I
are at the movies last night.

\x22Clown Academy Four\x22
out already?

Ha-ha.
Dude, how would I know?

Darce and I rocked the back row,
if you catch my flow.

- You and Darcy. For real?

- No.

No, uh... only in my dreams.

Which is why I'm just a little bit
jealous of you and Ash.

- Jealous?

Come on, dude, I don't see
an abstinence ring on your finger.

- Me and you are friends,

but we're also guys.

Ergo, we do not talk
about our sex lives, okay?

Hairgrow, at least you have
something to not talk about.

- Look...

this stays here, alright?

The mind is willing,
but the body...

- Dude?

Since the shooting,
it just hasn't been the same.

Physio helps.

Doc says
it might happen one day, but...

... the question is: when?

- Dude.

Can you think of anything else
to say right now?

I don't know what else to say,
man. It's hard.

Not for you. I didn't...

Sorry. Sorry.

Look...

maybe you're just too wound-up.

I mean, you are tense 24I7.

Take it from Coach Spinner,

just relax.

Let the game come to you.
Don't force anything.

Manny! The brilliant
future Spirit Squad choreographer.

Just the girl I'm looking for.
- Keep looking. I already said no.

- But you never gave me a reason.
- You know exactly why, Darcy.

\x22If your sister sins,
rebuke her.

If she repents, forgive her.\x22
Luke, Chapter Seven.

Thank you,
Sister Cuckoo Banana.

I'm trying to say, I know
we didn't see eye to eye last year...

This year has been
a regular staring contest.

- I'm trying to apologize, okay?

For last year.
I was a jerk to you.

I may be the captain,
but the Squad is nothing without you.

Forgive me?
Please, please, please?!

Okay, okay.
Everyone makes mistakes, I guess.

Oh! The team is gonna be
so brilliant this year!

Yeah... We should put
a lot more focus on our aerials.

- Really? 'Cause I was thinking

we should focus more
on our cheers.

- Whoa, impressive transfer.

You've been working out
without me.

- Ah, honestly? Not so much.

Just been on the court a lot,

playing pick-up, coaching...

- Busy guy!
- Yeah.

- Well, it sure has helped

your core abdominal strength.

Okay...

Let's stretch
those hip flexors.

- Oh... that's good.

- Okay, Jimmy, other leg.

Uh, I think I'm gonna
keep stretching this one.

I'm just feeling
a little... stiff.

I owe you a huge solid.

- Okay... What's up?

- Something's up alright.

What, the team's
free-throw percentage?

I had my lunchtime physio.
I took your advice.

- What advice?

- It was very... relaxing.

- Uh-huh...

- Dude!

- What?

- Wow.

- Oh... no...

No way!

Ah, and here comes just the person
you could share it with.

Catch you later.

- Yeah.

Hey.

- Someone's happy.

More than you know. Whaddya
say we get our sushi on tonight?

Just us.
- A date? Sure.

What's the occasion?

I just have a good feeling
about tonight, that's all.

If I see
another mangled Herkie...

- Just one more corpse.

You know,

a final \x22thanks, but, no, thanks.\x22

- Who's Maya Jones?

- Uh, Mee-a.

I, uh, just transferred here.

- Okay, Mee-a...

break a leg.

We're mad we're bad

We're gonna kick your ass

We'll beat you defeat you

Might even try to eat you

We're nasty we're sassy
'cause baby we're Degrassi

Go... Degrassi

So... how 'bout that callback?

- Well, obviously.

- The rest of you? Show's over.

Me and Manny are talking
Spirit Squad tonight.

- Now that we've met you,

we have serious
world domination to plan.

Get your butt to the Dot at 8:00.

- My butt'll be there.

- It's beautiful, Jimmy!

- Your eyes and your lips,

the way the light
hits your cheek...

it's all burned into my memory.

- Thank you.

- No, Ash, thank you.

You're my number one.

Before... everything.

It's all you.

- Your know, I was, um...

hoping to pose for you someday.

But like you said, good things
come to those who wait.

I think that wait
is about to end.

My parents
are going out later

and I was thinking
you could come over tonight.

- You sure? I mean...

why now?

Let's just say
I think I'm finally ready.

And able.

What is the one trophy missing
from the Degrassi wall of glory?

Metro Cheerleading
Competition!

And with you, me,
and our new secret weapon,

I think we're ready to take
the squad to a whole new level.

Hey, guys,
this is my daughter, Isabella.

Isabella,
meet Manny and Darcy.

- Omigod, she's adorable!

- That's your baby?

- Sit. Sit, sit, sit, sit.

Spirit Squad, Shmirit Squad.

I have to hear
all about this little angel.

Hi! My name is Manny

and you are just so cute.

- What?

- Wow.

You look...

wow.

- Everything okay?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.
Don't stop.

You know what?

There's nothing you can do.

You should probably just go.

Ashley...

Ash, I'm sorry
about what happened last night.

Or in my case,
what didn't happen.

You know what?
You should apologize.

But not for that.

Jimmy, when a girl
throws herself at you,

you don't kick her out.

- I'm sorry.

I just... I couldn't deal.

Look, so it was a bad idea.
Jimmy, it doesn't matter.

We can totally live
without ever... y'know.

Okay... we can not live
without \x22y'know.\x22

I'm going to make this work.

- There are methods.

I've done some research -

medical options.

- I know.

That's why I've made
a doctor's appointment.

Five, six, seven, eight!

Hey

Are you ready

Are you ready
to shout it out

Blue and gold

We are...

Degrassi

That was great.

You're not making this decision easy.

- Uh, Mia... up front.

Drop the poms.

Let's see a heel stretch.

- Sure.

- How 'bout a back walkover?

Toe touch?

Needs work.

And would it kill you to smile?

What's your problem?
She's our girl, Darcy.

- Fine.

Go back to your cheers.

Okay! Uh, we're gonna try
something a little different...

I was into it,
she was into it,

We were in the moment
and, uh...

nothing.

And the other time
you had an erection,

were you in the moment then?

I'm not attracted
to my physiotherapist.

It just... just happened.
- I understand.

Jimmy, it's good
that you had some activity.

It just seems
a little involuntary.

You know,
not there when you need it,

there when you don't.

- Like, uh, waiting for a bus.

- Yeah. Yeah.

Look, there are options
for erectile dysfunction:

implants, pumps...

Is that...
is that all there is, though?

I have to turn into some sex-robot?
Wind me up and watch me go?

Well, implants and pumps,
those are down the road.

First things first.

We're gonna get you
on some medication.

As in the pill
that gets middle-aged people

dancing in the streets?

Well, it can be effective
in some cases, yeah.

- What if it's not, though?

I mean, I...

I just don't want to be a virgin
for the rest of my life.

Don't broadcast it.

Look, if this doesn't work,
we explore the other options.

You take one.

Give it an hour...

And remember to relax, okay?

- Should I put some music on?

- No, I like the quiet.

- Let's see here.

It says side effects
may include increased tension,

muscle spasms,

upset stomach, diarrhoea.

- Great...

now I'm in the mood.

- Says it could take over an hour.
- It's been almost two.

D'you have a big lunch
or anything?

- No, I'm starving myself.

I just wanted to make sure
this would work.

- Maybe you just need to relax.

See, isn't that nice?

- Yeah.

- What's wrong?

- Just forget it.

Strike two.

Listen up, Degrassi,

Tonight, thejunior girls'
basketball team

plays their f/rst game...

- I say forget about cheers.

If we wanna win
the metro competition,

it needs to be more about dance,
gymnastics, stunts, pyramids...

Yeah, that's assuming
I'm even on the squad.

Captain Darcy's
been giving me the freezie-chills.

She's a bit uptight.
But she wants to win as bad as I do.

No... No! Darcy!

Someone's missing
from this list!

Everyone who deserves
to be on the team is there.

Nobody deserves to be
on the squad more than Mia.

Sorry, Manny,
my decision is final.

- You're going down, Degrassi!

- Whoa...

they're big.

- Size isn't everything, JT.

- What is this?

- You can't keep her off the team.
- You know I deserve this.

Or is there some sort
of no-single-moms policy?

Mia, your baby
is a huge responsibility.

And, well, so is Spirit Squad.
I'm sorry.

When my new manicure
meets your face,

then you'll be sorry.

- Darcy, Isabella has daycare.

She can be taken care of

whenever I'm at practice.
I can do both.

- How can I believe someone

who's made
such enormous life mistakes?

- Mistakes?!

Unless you got knocked up
on purpose,

in which case
you've got even bigger issues.

- Whoa!

Degrassi chicks can't stop
throwing themselves at me.

Mia Jones.

So Degrassi's picking up
all the other schools' trash now.

Hey!

Did you ever figure out
who the father is?

- Stay right here.

- What's your problem?!

Man, two weeks' detention.
- I know.

Now I gotta find
a new panther mascot.

What can I say?
When the school needed me,

I pounced.
- Well, that's great.

But now who's gonna
entertain the fans?

Don't even think about it.

Hey, Degrassi nerds!
If I were you,

I'd sleep with one eye open.

This isn't over.

- Detention never sounded so good.

Forfeiting.
Not the same as losing.

- Sure. Whatever.
- You going home?

'Cause we still have
that Media Immersion assignment.

We could just hang out,
do some homework.

No lingerie, no pills,

no pressure.
- You know what?

Come over tonight...

and get your stuff.

I can't do this.

Mia's in with Ms. H. getting lectured.
I hope you're happy.

She's a teenage mother, Manny!
With a violent streak.

And somehow you have
the right to punish her?!

She has better things to do
than wave pom-poms.

And you're just so concerned
for her daughter. Spare me.

- I'm off the squad.

Problem solved.
- Well, then I quit.

- And let Mean Girl take over?

Don't be stupid.
They need you.

- This is yours.
- You know what?

You can keep it.
I don't want it.

- I thought you wanted to break up.
- I don't!

We just may as well do it now.
It's gonna happen eventually.

- Why would you say that?

D'you get your palm read?
Tarot cards?

- Look, if I can't do this,

how long are you really gonna
stick around?

Six months? A year?

Why do guys only think
about one thing?!

I'm thinking about a lot of things.
What if I can't - ever?

Then we deal with it.
Who cares?

- I care, Ashley.

I'm a virgin. Do you get it?

Do you know what it feels like
to know your epitaph is gonna read:

\x22Jimmy Brooks: Crippled Virgin\x22?

Ah... I mean...

I can't walk, I can't run,

I can't dance,

I can't play basketball,

I can't even...

I can't even make love to you.

- But you can, Jimmy.

You can.
- No, I can't.

- Says who?

Who says sex
has to be just one thing.

Jimmy... there're a lot of ways
to make love.

- I know, Ash.

I know.

But...

this isn't just about sex.

This is about whether I can do
all the things that I wanna do.

This is about whether I can be
the man that I wanna be.

You're the man
that I want you to be, Jimmy.

Isn't that enough?

- Yeah.

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