Flesh and Bone (2015–…): Season 1, Episode 2 - Episode #1.2 - full transcript
Previously on "Flesh and Bone"...
Says here you were apprenticed
at the Pittsburgh ballet at age 18...
...then took a leave of absence in
that first year, and nothing since.
- Who's that wide-eyed litt thing?
- My new roommate.
Paul signed her on the spot.
You a ballerina?
We have a star who
is ready to ascend.
You cannot change the season.
I want to launch her in a new ballet.
You're not special.
You know that, right?
You need to understand your power.
Our new Chairman, monsieur
Laurent Brousseau!
Harness it. Use it.
And just who
is this incandescent
for whom you will jeopardize
the entire season?
- Whoa!
- Oh!
I'm so sorry. I tripped.
I'll let you work your
magic trick on this.
I'd be happy to.
I miss you.
Claire, tell me where you are.
who do you want me to be
to make you sleep with me?
who do you want me to be
to make you sleep with me?
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"No" means "no."
You crossed the line.
I told you not to cross the line.
"No" means "no."
Are you fucking kidding me?
Morning, Romeo.
Good morning. Yes,
Clementine, good morning.
Did you just call me "Clementine"?
I-I took the Liberty of
collecting your property for you.
I wanted to be sure of your intention,
that you have no further need of this.
How do you know this is mine?
As the steward of this
domicile, it's my job to know.
It's my job.
I see. Well, no further need.
Very good. I'll take care of it.
You weren't listening to my
conversation last night, were you?
That would be creepy.
Yeah, it would.
And... Inappropriate.
That would... Be the wrong thing to do.
Sorry. I-I'm... Sorry.
Hey, Canal Street's the best
place for cheap stuff, right?
That's definitely the case.
Most definitely, yes.
How do I get there?
- From here?
- From here.
- Now?
- Yeah.
Uh, walking above ground will
take approximately 25 minutes.
Below ground will be much faster, of
course, but is, of course, much less safe.
- Would you like me to escort you?
- I'll be okay.
The subway sounds good.
I got to get to work.
Well, take the "J" at the
essex street station,
go down to the basement,
and then take the train
to Canal Street.
Got it. Thanks.
Do you need any further assistance?
I'm good.
Well, if you need any
assistance of any kind,
- I'm always here to help.
- Okay. Thanks.
It's "Claire," by the way.
My name's Claire.
See you.
I'll let the good folks
know you're coming.
Have a good day!
Clementine.
Good morning,
ladies and gentlemen.
Thank you for choosing Rapidline.
We'll be making limited
stops on our way
to our final destination,
New York City.
Please sit back and enjoy the ride.
Ah, thank you.
Aw, Jesus H.
You in the service?
Me too. 3rd of the 9th.
Back in the day.
Ah, they wouldn't want me now, even
though I'd go back if I could.
Yep.
I sure would.
Bonjour! Bonjour! Bonjour!
Je pourrais baiser avec
tout le monde aujourd'hui!
My God. You're expecting.
You see, we are a conduit to creation.
Good morning.
My partner in crime. Bonjour.
Hey, can you step in for
a minute so we can talk?
About...?
About the choreographer
you want to hire
for the new piece for Claire.
Xavier's "Romeo and Juliet"
was an utter delight.
Bomber jackets and poodle skirts.
Clever as hell.
- Yeah. When was that again?
- Really?
How is it you don't recall?
The whole city was buzzing.
It was...'99, I believe.
- Yes.
- So almost 15 years ago?
He's a dream to work with.
I never once wanted to bludgeon him.
That's... Certainly saying something.
I'm just a little concerned, Paul.
I know I don't need to remind you
that generating box-office excitement
is particularly critical this season.
And yet you just did... Remind me.
Xavier hasn't been on the forefront
in quite some time, so I would...
Xavier is innovative and, most
importantly, collaborative.
The last thing I need is a usurper.
What we need is a draw...
A-a-a hot
of-the-moment choreographer.
Wajt, wait! Just hear me out!
I spoke to Toni cannava,
and she's interested.
What, the torn-fishnet-wearing,
nose-pierced, nouveau vampire?
Puh-lease.
She could rejuvenate the
public's perception of ABC.
And what...
Pray tell... Is the
public's perception?
You know perfectly well.
It's why you're so
excited about Claire.
You want us to garner some
attention, and I agree.
We need to.
We're a ballet company,
not a museum, right?
That was your point with
Laurent, wasn't it?
Oh, look.
We haven't done a new
work in quite some time.
It's very exciting.
No offense to Jeffrey,
he believed in the classics.
But I believe you're
more of a risk-taker
than you might have had the
opportunity to be in the past,
and I support that.
Jeffrey and I ran this company
in complete and utter harmony.
And he... he is missed.
More and more with each passing moment.
Look, everyone was so...
Inspired when you said we
are stepping into the now.
And in my humble opinion,
Toni is the way to do it.
By the way, Pointe Magazine
just did a feature on her.
I marked it on the off
chance you'd be curious
to see what she says about you.
"Part of my fascination
with Grayson's choreography
is how far he stretches
the classical style
to make it expressive and engaging."
She gets points for paying attention.
She cites you as one of
her greatest influences.
Well, I have to admit I
always thought she had a certain...
Je ne sais quoi.
Can we afford her?
I'll make it work.
Oh, God. Look at her hair.
Which on of you is Claire?
The new girl.
You all look the same to me,
and you can all use a ham sandwich.
Now, which one is Claire?
Me.
Have a nice time tonight, dear.
Quite the "fuck me" shoe.
Look who's got a new
Chairman of her board.
Like they wouldn't kill for those.
Take them. You should have them.
Mr. Brousseau doesn't know
I was wearing your shoes.
Those are
all yours, sister.
"Looking forward to seeing
you tonight... Laurent."
What does that mean? What
am I supposed to do?
Wear them.
So cute!
Aww, they're hungry. Where's mommy?
Should we feed them?
Not unless you want to
vomit in their mouths.
Ew! Shut up!
- You shut up!
- Puking is passé.
Those sweet, little things,
they do seem hungry.
Maybe a rich frenchman
will buy them dinner.
- Ooh.
- "Frenchman"? What now?
Let's begin.
And, facing the barre,
warm-up combo, yes?
Yes.
Point. Flex. Point. Brush.
Flex.
Point, front, and first.
Side. Lower.
Plié and stretch.
Six.
Other side.
Flex.
Point.
Uh... Kiira.
Bonjour, buttercup.
You smell divine.
That's your fault.
I accept the blame.
All right. Don't keep me in suspense.
So, no "Giselle."
I assume you have new plan for me.
We're going to open the
evening with "Rubies."
Balanchine... you'll amaze.
I can't wait.
And also the new ballet, yes?
It's going to be edgy-modern.
I'm not sure you'd be comfortable.
We always want to show
you at your best, yes?
Especially now.
"Especially now." How you
mean, "especially now"?
Don't take
it the wrong way.
I want to protect you.
I want to ensure you go out
the way you should go out...
splendor, accolades,
flowers at your feet.
I'm not going anywhere.
It's purely hypothetical.
Just thinking ahead... far, far ahead.
I don't have to tell
you that best strategy
is to launch it with me.
Ah, everybody's busy telling me what
they don't need to tell me today.
This Claire... is that
her name, "Claire"?
She should absolutely
do the part, of course.
- She's delightful.
- I'm glad you think so.
But here's your best box office.
Darling, let me stop you right there.
I will perform the new
ballet in the "A" cast...
Somehow, I have managed
to produce season
- after stellar...
- ...And Claire performs in "B."
Yet you're gonna tell
me what to do anyway.
Yes, of course.
I'm big draw and darling of subscriber.
This is no-brainer. Just fact.
If Claire should perform second night,
she can become critics' new discovery.
And we have sell-out run.
Everybody win.
Tell me about your injury.
Has it healed?
Are you up to the workload?
Two ballets.
"Rubies" is taxing in and of itself.
I'm fine.
I'm perfect.
Yes, you are.
More soon.
Why you look at floor?
Up, up.
Oh.
Balance.
You are too slow.
Mia.
What are you... man?
Lighter, light, light.
"Am I a man?" Suck my dick.
Don't let her get under your skin.
Has anyone ever
died from menopause?
A girl can dream.
Bitch.
Her tits are two counts behind.
Nice job.
Thanks. You look great out there.
Gee whiz. Thanks, Bambi.
What's your problem?
It's a term of endearment.
Gee whiz. Thanks.
Touchy, touchy.
Play nice, kitty cats.
No, Daphne, nyet. Not good enough.
Hang on. Do over.
Love ya.
I'll get it next time.
I don't hold breath.
Oh, pretty little bit, huh?
That your girl?
Yeah.
On your way to see her?
Yeah.
It's been a long time.
Oh, you got doubts.
It's been a long time.
Eh, look, I've been through
the same thing myself.
Your brain plays all
kinds of tricks on you
when you're overseas...
tells you all kinds of fucked-up shit.
I was su that my gal was
banging the doctor,
the lawyer, the Indian chief.
But I was wrong... dead wrong.
She was waiting for me, right as rain.
Yeah, some things never change, though.
Gonna be the same for you, marine.
Look, you two kids have a
history together, huh?
That counts for something.
You hang onto that, all right?
I got to get some shut-eye.
You mark my words...
she's gonna say yes,
so you marry that gal the
first chance you get.
That's your new assignment.
Sure, sure, sure.
All right. Get your beauty rest.
Wait here.
Come on.
Prima.
I hate it when you call me that.
I'm wearing pants.
What ho, milady? What
news of the world?
I don't have time.
You're hurting my feelings.
But she understands.
She's beautiful, isn't she?
Jaer, I'm not gonna be late
for rehearsal first day back.
All right, all right.
Jesus. It's too early
for all this edginess.
Do not make me freak out
more than I already am!
How could I possibly do that?
Go smooth those feathers.
Fucking Paul.
You should see how he looks
at his new little muse.
If he thinks he can push me aside,
he has another thought coming.
"Thing"... another "thing" comi...
never mind.
I had to go to him to beg
for the part... beg!
Did he come to me?
No.
It was humiliating.
I'm sure he was putty in your
persuasive, pretty hand.
You know what I hear after?
We get some crazy choreographer
to do "modern" ballet.
How will this look good on me?
Everything is against me.
Everything is totally fucked.
I need to put my shit together.
But how I put my shit together
when I can't even walk...
Let alone do 32 fouettés 8
million times and do them better
than all those bloodthirsty
bitches half my age
who just grinding their teeth
waiting for their chance.
Ah, the sound of pending sanity.
Can I get an extra gram?
Just need to make it through this week.
Listen to me.
You're going to be brilliant,
and you are going to kill it.
You are an assassin.
I'm not just some vending machine.
I'll hang next time. Promise.
Right now, I got to go
piss on my territory.
Cunt.
Super cunt. I can't fucking stand her.
Blows into town, blows Paul, and
gets the lead in a new ballet.
It's completely fucked.
Don't give me that look. I
have a right to be aggravated.
Rub my shoulders.
I pinched a nerve in my neck or something.
It's driving me crazy.
You were crazy long before pinched nerve.
I'd tell you to fuck off but
that feels really good.
You need focus on bigger picture.
This is my picture, Pasha.
It's the only picture I've got.
You must accepting reality,
otherwise you go more crazy.
Bite me.
What am I doing wrong?
I'm saying it is what is.
Not everyone wins lottery.
Take me.
I want to be Beethoven.
Am I Beethoven? No. Not gonna happen.
Don't be telling me I can't
be the ballet Beethoven,
'cause I damn well can.
Now my sight, it goes.
In three years, when
my eyes give up ghost,
I'm go playing for tips
in hotel lobby. So.
Don't be trying to make me
be all sensible and shit.
Want to know what the reality is?
Reality is...
I got to step up my game.
You'll see.
I am ready.
I never should have let the
fiancé get in my pants.
Or anywhere even close to my pants.
Dear God.
What's wrong?
Oh, preschool tuition.
I feel your pain.
I should have started saving
before we pulled the damn goalie.
Claire!
I texted you twice this morning.
I need your direct-deposit info.
Sorry. I disconnected my number.
I have a new one now.
How much is the
principal-dancer salary?
A lot more than you're making.
But I'm gonna be dancing
a principal role.
Well, you've
got a corps contract.
That happens.
Sorry, sweetie. I don't
know what else to tell you.
Well, you assumed wrong.
It's not a promotion.
It's an opportunity.
All in good time, lovely girl.
All in good time.
You're still untested, regardless
of what triumphs await you.
Thank you.
I also wanted to ask you about Mr.
Brousseau.
Dinner tonight, yes.
Dinner and... Shoes.
Such a thoughtful man.
You made quite an impression on him.
You know how to get to
where you're going?
- Uh, not yet, but I just wanted to ask...
- Reggie!
Mm. The restaurant at the hotel
is absolute heaven, by the way.
You'll adore it. Reggie!
Oh, never mind.
I bet they don't have
anything like it in...
Hmm.
How funny. Where is it
you're from, again?
I think I blocked it out.
Starts with a "P."
Puh-puh.
Puh-puh-puh-puh-puh...
Pittsburgh.
Oh. Pittsburgh.
Onomatopoeia, isn't it?
Come! Come, come, come!
This is a business dinner, right?
What else would it be?
I guess I'm just worried about
the, um, impression, is all.
Monsieur Brousseau is
investing in you... In us.
He wants to get to know you better.
It's a perfectly reasonable request.
Okay. Good. Okay.
So it's just business, nothing more.
Everything in regards to ballet is
such a delicate balance, isn't it?
Nothing has been explicitly stated.
They call them "fuck me" shoes.
Beg your pardon? Who does?
Everyone.
It's a figure of speech.
What do you care what the
green-eyed monsters think?
Sounds pretty explicit to me.
Primas don't travel in a pack!
You got to start thinking
for yourself, so think!
You're about to star in a ballet
created specifically for you.
Do you want this opportunity?
I'm going to need you to answer me.
Yes.
I couldn't hear you.
What?
Yes, I want it.
It's very simple, Claire.
You're an exceptional ballerina who's
going to have an exquisite meal
with a rich, charming man
who just changed your life.
We're a very lucky company
to have monsieur Brousseau.
I want everything to
work out for the best.
I know you do, too.
You've traveled so far so fast.
It is just business, Claire.
Good business.
Understand?
Yes?
Live a little. Have an adventure.
It's what being young and
beautiful is all about.
Merde.
Claire.
Order the duck. It's to die for.
And there were
these guys down there
with diamonds in their pockets.
I shit you not, they
just walk around with them.
That's where you got to go.
That's where you'll get the
most bang for your buck.
So when you pop the
question, she can't say no,
'cause her eyes will be
all dazzled and all.
That's where I picked
mine up way back when.
Them jews got the best rocks and
the best prices, hands down.
See, negotiating is the key.
I got myself a very sweet
deal if I do say so myself.
I'll even go down there
with you if you want.
Say, we can make a day of it, huh?
How about it? Sound good?
We'll get a beer and a slice and
some sparkle for your girl.
Claire.
Can you do me a favor?
This is really helpful.
Can we try it again?
Great.
And...
That's it, right?
I don't know.
Is that it?
Don't.
All right. All right.
I won't push my luck.
Can we just try it again?
Damn.
See you later.
You signed for it?
Aw, thanks, Romeo.
It's the only good thing
that's happened today.
"The only good thing"?
That sounds like the chapter of a book.
Did I tell you I'm writing a book?
If I give you some cash, will you
help me carry it up the stairs?
I was working on it
when I was in college,
this book, and it got away from me.
And now I've gotten back into
it, and now it won't stop.
What's it about?
Events.
Okay. So is it fiction or...?
You know how they say
"a storm is brewing"?
Did you know that a storm can
be a blizzard or a blitzkrieg,
an assault or anger?
A storm even has eyes.
A storm is... well, I'll
start at the beginning.
You want to hear the first paragraph?
I have it all in my head.
I mean, it's all written
down, all of it so far,
but I know it by heart.
Sure.
I never told it to anyone before.
Never said it out loud,
except to myself.
I say it to myself frequently...
quite frequently.
I'm flattered.
But now is exactly the time.
It's exactly the time to tell you.
"It was a dark and stormy night."
Aha! Gotcha!
I'm just kidding.
There's nothing wrong with you.
"The folk huddled together
and wondered when the
world would turn gray.
There was a notion among them,
rippling through their
collective imaginations
like a pebble tossed into still water,
a notion that made them feel
uncertain about some things,
undetermined about others.
Some folks say they can
smell the weather.
Some say they feel it in their bones.
Regardless, no one felt safe,
and measures were taken,
because this time,
if the storm came again, well...
This time they would be ready."
Wow.
That's really good, Romeo.
Thank you very much.
I got chills.
I'd love to read it
when you're finished.
I love to read.
Clementine and her suitcase library.
You sure I can't give you
anything for your trouble?
These are yours?
Can I...
May I borrow one?
It's just...
I miss them.
I-I know the one I want.
That one.
Take good care of it.
It means a lot to me.
Don't know why you bothered.
You look like a new toy.
Sorry.
It's okay. You're right.
Why don't you want to go?
It doesn't matter what I want.
It always matters. No...
yes, it matters.
For anyone else, this
would be an adventure.
Here's my question to you... and
this is always the question.
This is the question
that must be asked...
is it the right thing to do?
'Cause you don't have to go if
it's not the right thing to do.
The right thing is paramount.
The right thing is everything.
That's how you know.
That is the way to know.
I'm gonna go.
I'll be fine.
There's nothing wrong with you.
Wait! I have a gift.
For pain.
There are all kinds of pain.
You got to do what you got to
do, go where you got to go.
The thing is, you can be there,
but you don't have to be there.
Such a little bird.
I can feel the beat of
your heart even here.
You look very beautiful.
I hope you enjoy the shoes?
Yes. Thank you.
Oh. Thanks. Thank you.
Lovely here, no?
Good evening, monsieur.
Ah, here we are.
Very good.
I took the liberty.
Mmm.
One of my favorites.
I hope it will also become yours.
Thank you, Mr. Brousseau.
No need to be so formal. We
are no longer strangers.
I am Laurent.
Laurent.
I brought you something.
Turns out I'm not much of a magician.
I'm sorry I couldn't save yours.
I had to put it out of its misery.
Merci.
You shouldn't have.
It was the least I could do.
Yes.
But it's charming...
As are you.
Merci.
Well...
À la votre.
My dad's never
missed a steelers game
since like 1975
till he took a heart attack
a couple years back.
I'm very sorry to hear that.
They kind of suck ass right
now, but we loves them anyway.
You know how it goes.
You got a favorite team?
I do not.
Geez. Really?
Since I was little, we went every game.
Pop always gave me the beer
money to pay the vendor
so he didn't have to stop
waving his terrible towel.
He waved that damn thing
through the whole damn game.
"Terrible towel"?
You got to be kidding me.
It's famous!
The famous yellow towel?
The terrible towel? The towel?
Us fans, we're super
superstitious about that thing.
It's got, like, mystical powers.
Want me to half in twos for yinz?
The duck... it died.
So good.
Youse guys knocked it out of the park.
Please arrive in five minutes.
Room 1132.
Come here.
You're going to undress?
You spend your days next-to-naked.
Surely this cannot be of concern?
Are you really such a little bird?
Arms.
Up, up.
All right. Step.
Very nice.
Step again.
Step! Step!
Mm. Yes.
Very nice.
Let me see you.
Turn around for me.
Turn around!
Bien. Fermé la bouche, ballerina.
We have had quite enough conversation.
Ugh.
Please bring my car.
Says here you were apprenticed
at the Pittsburgh ballet at age 18...
...then took a leave of absence in
that first year, and nothing since.
- Who's that wide-eyed litt thing?
- My new roommate.
Paul signed her on the spot.
You a ballerina?
We have a star who
is ready to ascend.
You cannot change the season.
I want to launch her in a new ballet.
You're not special.
You know that, right?
You need to understand your power.
Our new Chairman, monsieur
Laurent Brousseau!
Harness it. Use it.
And just who
is this incandescent
for whom you will jeopardize
the entire season?
- Whoa!
- Oh!
I'm so sorry. I tripped.
I'll let you work your
magic trick on this.
I'd be happy to.
I miss you.
Claire, tell me where you are.
who do you want me to be
to make you sleep with me?
who do you want me to be
to make you sleep with me?
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We're sorry.
"No" means "no."
You crossed the line.
I told you not to cross the line.
"No" means "no."
Are you fucking kidding me?
Morning, Romeo.
Good morning. Yes,
Clementine, good morning.
Did you just call me "Clementine"?
I-I took the Liberty of
collecting your property for you.
I wanted to be sure of your intention,
that you have no further need of this.
How do you know this is mine?
As the steward of this
domicile, it's my job to know.
It's my job.
I see. Well, no further need.
Very good. I'll take care of it.
You weren't listening to my
conversation last night, were you?
That would be creepy.
Yeah, it would.
And... Inappropriate.
That would... Be the wrong thing to do.
Sorry. I-I'm... Sorry.
Hey, Canal Street's the best
place for cheap stuff, right?
That's definitely the case.
Most definitely, yes.
How do I get there?
- From here?
- From here.
- Now?
- Yeah.
Uh, walking above ground will
take approximately 25 minutes.
Below ground will be much faster, of
course, but is, of course, much less safe.
- Would you like me to escort you?
- I'll be okay.
The subway sounds good.
I got to get to work.
Well, take the "J" at the
essex street station,
go down to the basement,
and then take the train
to Canal Street.
Got it. Thanks.
Do you need any further assistance?
I'm good.
Well, if you need any
assistance of any kind,
- I'm always here to help.
- Okay. Thanks.
It's "Claire," by the way.
My name's Claire.
See you.
I'll let the good folks
know you're coming.
Have a good day!
Clementine.
Good morning,
ladies and gentlemen.
Thank you for choosing Rapidline.
We'll be making limited
stops on our way
to our final destination,
New York City.
Please sit back and enjoy the ride.
Ah, thank you.
Aw, Jesus H.
You in the service?
Me too. 3rd of the 9th.
Back in the day.
Ah, they wouldn't want me now, even
though I'd go back if I could.
Yep.
I sure would.
Bonjour! Bonjour! Bonjour!
Je pourrais baiser avec
tout le monde aujourd'hui!
My God. You're expecting.
You see, we are a conduit to creation.
Good morning.
My partner in crime. Bonjour.
Hey, can you step in for
a minute so we can talk?
About...?
About the choreographer
you want to hire
for the new piece for Claire.
Xavier's "Romeo and Juliet"
was an utter delight.
Bomber jackets and poodle skirts.
Clever as hell.
- Yeah. When was that again?
- Really?
How is it you don't recall?
The whole city was buzzing.
It was...'99, I believe.
- Yes.
- So almost 15 years ago?
He's a dream to work with.
I never once wanted to bludgeon him.
That's... Certainly saying something.
I'm just a little concerned, Paul.
I know I don't need to remind you
that generating box-office excitement
is particularly critical this season.
And yet you just did... Remind me.
Xavier hasn't been on the forefront
in quite some time, so I would...
Xavier is innovative and, most
importantly, collaborative.
The last thing I need is a usurper.
What we need is a draw...
A-a-a hot
of-the-moment choreographer.
Wajt, wait! Just hear me out!
I spoke to Toni cannava,
and she's interested.
What, the torn-fishnet-wearing,
nose-pierced, nouveau vampire?
Puh-lease.
She could rejuvenate the
public's perception of ABC.
And what...
Pray tell... Is the
public's perception?
You know perfectly well.
It's why you're so
excited about Claire.
You want us to garner some
attention, and I agree.
We need to.
We're a ballet company,
not a museum, right?
That was your point with
Laurent, wasn't it?
Oh, look.
We haven't done a new
work in quite some time.
It's very exciting.
No offense to Jeffrey,
he believed in the classics.
But I believe you're
more of a risk-taker
than you might have had the
opportunity to be in the past,
and I support that.
Jeffrey and I ran this company
in complete and utter harmony.
And he... he is missed.
More and more with each passing moment.
Look, everyone was so...
Inspired when you said we
are stepping into the now.
And in my humble opinion,
Toni is the way to do it.
By the way, Pointe Magazine
just did a feature on her.
I marked it on the off
chance you'd be curious
to see what she says about you.
"Part of my fascination
with Grayson's choreography
is how far he stretches
the classical style
to make it expressive and engaging."
She gets points for paying attention.
She cites you as one of
her greatest influences.
Well, I have to admit I
always thought she had a certain...
Je ne sais quoi.
Can we afford her?
I'll make it work.
Oh, God. Look at her hair.
Which on of you is Claire?
The new girl.
You all look the same to me,
and you can all use a ham sandwich.
Now, which one is Claire?
Me.
Have a nice time tonight, dear.
Quite the "fuck me" shoe.
Look who's got a new
Chairman of her board.
Like they wouldn't kill for those.
Take them. You should have them.
Mr. Brousseau doesn't know
I was wearing your shoes.
Those are
all yours, sister.
"Looking forward to seeing
you tonight... Laurent."
What does that mean? What
am I supposed to do?
Wear them.
So cute!
Aww, they're hungry. Where's mommy?
Should we feed them?
Not unless you want to
vomit in their mouths.
Ew! Shut up!
- You shut up!
- Puking is passé.
Those sweet, little things,
they do seem hungry.
Maybe a rich frenchman
will buy them dinner.
- Ooh.
- "Frenchman"? What now?
Let's begin.
And, facing the barre,
warm-up combo, yes?
Yes.
Point. Flex. Point. Brush.
Flex.
Point, front, and first.
Side. Lower.
Plié and stretch.
Six.
Other side.
Flex.
Point.
Uh... Kiira.
Bonjour, buttercup.
You smell divine.
That's your fault.
I accept the blame.
All right. Don't keep me in suspense.
So, no "Giselle."
I assume you have new plan for me.
We're going to open the
evening with "Rubies."
Balanchine... you'll amaze.
I can't wait.
And also the new ballet, yes?
It's going to be edgy-modern.
I'm not sure you'd be comfortable.
We always want to show
you at your best, yes?
Especially now.
"Especially now." How you
mean, "especially now"?
Don't take
it the wrong way.
I want to protect you.
I want to ensure you go out
the way you should go out...
splendor, accolades,
flowers at your feet.
I'm not going anywhere.
It's purely hypothetical.
Just thinking ahead... far, far ahead.
I don't have to tell
you that best strategy
is to launch it with me.
Ah, everybody's busy telling me what
they don't need to tell me today.
This Claire... is that
her name, "Claire"?
She should absolutely
do the part, of course.
- She's delightful.
- I'm glad you think so.
But here's your best box office.
Darling, let me stop you right there.
I will perform the new
ballet in the "A" cast...
Somehow, I have managed
to produce season
- after stellar...
- ...And Claire performs in "B."
Yet you're gonna tell
me what to do anyway.
Yes, of course.
I'm big draw and darling of subscriber.
This is no-brainer. Just fact.
If Claire should perform second night,
she can become critics' new discovery.
And we have sell-out run.
Everybody win.
Tell me about your injury.
Has it healed?
Are you up to the workload?
Two ballets.
"Rubies" is taxing in and of itself.
I'm fine.
I'm perfect.
Yes, you are.
More soon.
Why you look at floor?
Up, up.
Oh.
Balance.
You are too slow.
Mia.
What are you... man?
Lighter, light, light.
"Am I a man?" Suck my dick.
Don't let her get under your skin.
Has anyone ever
died from menopause?
A girl can dream.
Bitch.
Her tits are two counts behind.
Nice job.
Thanks. You look great out there.
Gee whiz. Thanks, Bambi.
What's your problem?
It's a term of endearment.
Gee whiz. Thanks.
Touchy, touchy.
Play nice, kitty cats.
No, Daphne, nyet. Not good enough.
Hang on. Do over.
Love ya.
I'll get it next time.
I don't hold breath.
Oh, pretty little bit, huh?
That your girl?
Yeah.
On your way to see her?
Yeah.
It's been a long time.
Oh, you got doubts.
It's been a long time.
Eh, look, I've been through
the same thing myself.
Your brain plays all
kinds of tricks on you
when you're overseas...
tells you all kinds of fucked-up shit.
I was su that my gal was
banging the doctor,
the lawyer, the Indian chief.
But I was wrong... dead wrong.
She was waiting for me, right as rain.
Yeah, some things never change, though.
Gonna be the same for you, marine.
Look, you two kids have a
history together, huh?
That counts for something.
You hang onto that, all right?
I got to get some shut-eye.
You mark my words...
she's gonna say yes,
so you marry that gal the
first chance you get.
That's your new assignment.
Sure, sure, sure.
All right. Get your beauty rest.
Wait here.
Come on.
Prima.
I hate it when you call me that.
I'm wearing pants.
What ho, milady? What
news of the world?
I don't have time.
You're hurting my feelings.
But she understands.
She's beautiful, isn't she?
Jaer, I'm not gonna be late
for rehearsal first day back.
All right, all right.
Jesus. It's too early
for all this edginess.
Do not make me freak out
more than I already am!
How could I possibly do that?
Go smooth those feathers.
Fucking Paul.
You should see how he looks
at his new little muse.
If he thinks he can push me aside,
he has another thought coming.
"Thing"... another "thing" comi...
never mind.
I had to go to him to beg
for the part... beg!
Did he come to me?
No.
It was humiliating.
I'm sure he was putty in your
persuasive, pretty hand.
You know what I hear after?
We get some crazy choreographer
to do "modern" ballet.
How will this look good on me?
Everything is against me.
Everything is totally fucked.
I need to put my shit together.
But how I put my shit together
when I can't even walk...
Let alone do 32 fouettés 8
million times and do them better
than all those bloodthirsty
bitches half my age
who just grinding their teeth
waiting for their chance.
Ah, the sound of pending sanity.
Can I get an extra gram?
Just need to make it through this week.
Listen to me.
You're going to be brilliant,
and you are going to kill it.
You are an assassin.
I'm not just some vending machine.
I'll hang next time. Promise.
Right now, I got to go
piss on my territory.
Cunt.
Super cunt. I can't fucking stand her.
Blows into town, blows Paul, and
gets the lead in a new ballet.
It's completely fucked.
Don't give me that look. I
have a right to be aggravated.
Rub my shoulders.
I pinched a nerve in my neck or something.
It's driving me crazy.
You were crazy long before pinched nerve.
I'd tell you to fuck off but
that feels really good.
You need focus on bigger picture.
This is my picture, Pasha.
It's the only picture I've got.
You must accepting reality,
otherwise you go more crazy.
Bite me.
What am I doing wrong?
I'm saying it is what is.
Not everyone wins lottery.
Take me.
I want to be Beethoven.
Am I Beethoven? No. Not gonna happen.
Don't be telling me I can't
be the ballet Beethoven,
'cause I damn well can.
Now my sight, it goes.
In three years, when
my eyes give up ghost,
I'm go playing for tips
in hotel lobby. So.
Don't be trying to make me
be all sensible and shit.
Want to know what the reality is?
Reality is...
I got to step up my game.
You'll see.
I am ready.
I never should have let the
fiancé get in my pants.
Or anywhere even close to my pants.
Dear God.
What's wrong?
Oh, preschool tuition.
I feel your pain.
I should have started saving
before we pulled the damn goalie.
Claire!
I texted you twice this morning.
I need your direct-deposit info.
Sorry. I disconnected my number.
I have a new one now.
How much is the
principal-dancer salary?
A lot more than you're making.
But I'm gonna be dancing
a principal role.
Well, you've
got a corps contract.
That happens.
Sorry, sweetie. I don't
know what else to tell you.
Well, you assumed wrong.
It's not a promotion.
It's an opportunity.
All in good time, lovely girl.
All in good time.
You're still untested, regardless
of what triumphs await you.
Thank you.
I also wanted to ask you about Mr.
Brousseau.
Dinner tonight, yes.
Dinner and... Shoes.
Such a thoughtful man.
You made quite an impression on him.
You know how to get to
where you're going?
- Uh, not yet, but I just wanted to ask...
- Reggie!
Mm. The restaurant at the hotel
is absolute heaven, by the way.
You'll adore it. Reggie!
Oh, never mind.
I bet they don't have
anything like it in...
Hmm.
How funny. Where is it
you're from, again?
I think I blocked it out.
Starts with a "P."
Puh-puh.
Puh-puh-puh-puh-puh...
Pittsburgh.
Oh. Pittsburgh.
Onomatopoeia, isn't it?
Come! Come, come, come!
This is a business dinner, right?
What else would it be?
I guess I'm just worried about
the, um, impression, is all.
Monsieur Brousseau is
investing in you... In us.
He wants to get to know you better.
It's a perfectly reasonable request.
Okay. Good. Okay.
So it's just business, nothing more.
Everything in regards to ballet is
such a delicate balance, isn't it?
Nothing has been explicitly stated.
They call them "fuck me" shoes.
Beg your pardon? Who does?
Everyone.
It's a figure of speech.
What do you care what the
green-eyed monsters think?
Sounds pretty explicit to me.
Primas don't travel in a pack!
You got to start thinking
for yourself, so think!
You're about to star in a ballet
created specifically for you.
Do you want this opportunity?
I'm going to need you to answer me.
Yes.
I couldn't hear you.
What?
Yes, I want it.
It's very simple, Claire.
You're an exceptional ballerina who's
going to have an exquisite meal
with a rich, charming man
who just changed your life.
We're a very lucky company
to have monsieur Brousseau.
I want everything to
work out for the best.
I know you do, too.
You've traveled so far so fast.
It is just business, Claire.
Good business.
Understand?
Yes?
Live a little. Have an adventure.
It's what being young and
beautiful is all about.
Merde.
Claire.
Order the duck. It's to die for.
And there were
these guys down there
with diamonds in their pockets.
I shit you not, they
just walk around with them.
That's where you got to go.
That's where you'll get the
most bang for your buck.
So when you pop the
question, she can't say no,
'cause her eyes will be
all dazzled and all.
That's where I picked
mine up way back when.
Them jews got the best rocks and
the best prices, hands down.
See, negotiating is the key.
I got myself a very sweet
deal if I do say so myself.
I'll even go down there
with you if you want.
Say, we can make a day of it, huh?
How about it? Sound good?
We'll get a beer and a slice and
some sparkle for your girl.
Claire.
Can you do me a favor?
This is really helpful.
Can we try it again?
Great.
And...
That's it, right?
I don't know.
Is that it?
Don't.
All right. All right.
I won't push my luck.
Can we just try it again?
Damn.
See you later.
You signed for it?
Aw, thanks, Romeo.
It's the only good thing
that's happened today.
"The only good thing"?
That sounds like the chapter of a book.
Did I tell you I'm writing a book?
If I give you some cash, will you
help me carry it up the stairs?
I was working on it
when I was in college,
this book, and it got away from me.
And now I've gotten back into
it, and now it won't stop.
What's it about?
Events.
Okay. So is it fiction or...?
You know how they say
"a storm is brewing"?
Did you know that a storm can
be a blizzard or a blitzkrieg,
an assault or anger?
A storm even has eyes.
A storm is... well, I'll
start at the beginning.
You want to hear the first paragraph?
I have it all in my head.
I mean, it's all written
down, all of it so far,
but I know it by heart.
Sure.
I never told it to anyone before.
Never said it out loud,
except to myself.
I say it to myself frequently...
quite frequently.
I'm flattered.
But now is exactly the time.
It's exactly the time to tell you.
"It was a dark and stormy night."
Aha! Gotcha!
I'm just kidding.
There's nothing wrong with you.
"The folk huddled together
and wondered when the
world would turn gray.
There was a notion among them,
rippling through their
collective imaginations
like a pebble tossed into still water,
a notion that made them feel
uncertain about some things,
undetermined about others.
Some folks say they can
smell the weather.
Some say they feel it in their bones.
Regardless, no one felt safe,
and measures were taken,
because this time,
if the storm came again, well...
This time they would be ready."
Wow.
That's really good, Romeo.
Thank you very much.
I got chills.
I'd love to read it
when you're finished.
I love to read.
Clementine and her suitcase library.
You sure I can't give you
anything for your trouble?
These are yours?
Can I...
May I borrow one?
It's just...
I miss them.
I-I know the one I want.
That one.
Take good care of it.
It means a lot to me.
Don't know why you bothered.
You look like a new toy.
Sorry.
It's okay. You're right.
Why don't you want to go?
It doesn't matter what I want.
It always matters. No...
yes, it matters.
For anyone else, this
would be an adventure.
Here's my question to you... and
this is always the question.
This is the question
that must be asked...
is it the right thing to do?
'Cause you don't have to go if
it's not the right thing to do.
The right thing is paramount.
The right thing is everything.
That's how you know.
That is the way to know.
I'm gonna go.
I'll be fine.
There's nothing wrong with you.
Wait! I have a gift.
For pain.
There are all kinds of pain.
You got to do what you got to
do, go where you got to go.
The thing is, you can be there,
but you don't have to be there.
Such a little bird.
I can feel the beat of
your heart even here.
You look very beautiful.
I hope you enjoy the shoes?
Yes. Thank you.
Oh. Thanks. Thank you.
Lovely here, no?
Good evening, monsieur.
Ah, here we are.
Very good.
I took the liberty.
Mmm.
One of my favorites.
I hope it will also become yours.
Thank you, Mr. Brousseau.
No need to be so formal. We
are no longer strangers.
I am Laurent.
Laurent.
I brought you something.
Turns out I'm not much of a magician.
I'm sorry I couldn't save yours.
I had to put it out of its misery.
Merci.
You shouldn't have.
It was the least I could do.
Yes.
But it's charming...
As are you.
Merci.
Well...
À la votre.
My dad's never
missed a steelers game
since like 1975
till he took a heart attack
a couple years back.
I'm very sorry to hear that.
They kind of suck ass right
now, but we loves them anyway.
You know how it goes.
You got a favorite team?
I do not.
Geez. Really?
Since I was little, we went every game.
Pop always gave me the beer
money to pay the vendor
so he didn't have to stop
waving his terrible towel.
He waved that damn thing
through the whole damn game.
"Terrible towel"?
You got to be kidding me.
It's famous!
The famous yellow towel?
The terrible towel? The towel?
Us fans, we're super
superstitious about that thing.
It's got, like, mystical powers.
Want me to half in twos for yinz?
The duck... it died.
So good.
Youse guys knocked it out of the park.
Please arrive in five minutes.
Room 1132.
Come here.
You're going to undress?
You spend your days next-to-naked.
Surely this cannot be of concern?
Are you really such a little bird?
Arms.
Up, up.
All right. Step.
Very nice.
Step again.
Step! Step!
Mm. Yes.
Very nice.
Let me see you.
Turn around for me.
Turn around!
Bien. Fermé la bouche, ballerina.
We have had quite enough conversation.
Ugh.
Please bring my car.