When I was 10,
I loved to dance.
I had a crush on my duet
partner, Jasmine.
That's us.
We won many first place
overall at competition
after competition.
I thought we were unstoppable.
But life quickly became
about more than just
winning platinums.
Brandon, wait!
Don't go!
Wait for me! Brandon!
Brandon! Don't go!
Wait!
♪ You can't compete with me ♪
♪ No, no, can't compete ♪
♪ No ♪
♪ You know it's all in me ♪
♪ And we go all out ♪
♪ Don't stop,
hit the floor ♪
♪ 'Cause we won't stop
till we top the boards ♪
♪ Won't stop, yeah ♪
♪ You can't compete with me ♪
♪ We're going all out ♪
♪ You know you can't compete ♪
♪ Step back kid
I'm the king of the streets ♪
♪ Of the streets ♪
♪ And you know we don't eat ♪
♪ Eat ♪
♪ And hell no we don't sleep ♪
♪ Sleep ♪
♪ We goin' all out ♪
♪ If you wanna battle me
I'll put the call out ♪
♪ When I slap up in the pen
we gonna fall out ♪
♪ Fall out ♪
♪ Cross me and I'll tell you
what I'm all about ♪
♪ Call me butter baby
'cause I'm on a roll ♪
♪ When it's lights camera
action I'mma rock the show ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ They feel the swag fo' sho ♪
♪ They sick but you know
we got the antidote ♪
♪ You know we got this ♪
♪ Got this ♪
♪ Turn the beats on
ain't no stopping ♪
♪ And once it's on
it's on and poppin' ♪
♪ And we go all in
so it's hard to knock it ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ You can't compete with me ♪
♪ No no can't compete ♪
♪ No ♪
♪ You know it's all in me ♪
♪ And we go all out ♪
♪ We going all out ♪
♪ Don't stop,
hit the floor ♪
♪ 'Cause we won't stop
till we top the boards ♪
♪ You can't compete with me ♪
♪ We going all out ♪
Now, the top scoring number of
the evening,
our best in show goes to...
Diamond Dance and
the fabulous freaky mama!
This sucks, they win every time!
You know? And it's not because
of their dancing.
Their daddies have
so much money,
they probably buy off
the judges.
Look, just face it.
They have dance lessons.
No, I ain't buyin' it.
Those skinny you-know-what's
dance like--like robots.
Like, "Oh my god,
Oh my god."
You better stop. You know what
Mr. Ray always says.
What? Uh, hold a bake sale?
Recycle?
He says, "Support your
fellow dancers." Work!
Well, if he thinks I'm
gonna tell those snotty
$600-costume-wearing Barbies
that they did a good job,
then Mr. Ray's on crack.
No way.
What?
Nothing, just thought I saw
someone I know.
Yeah well, no one worth
knowing on this stage but us.
Okay?
Yeah, yeah, no, you're right.
Can't stand them.
♪ I got ready ♪
♪ Dollar Dollar bills y'all ♪
♪ I--I--I'm ready ♪
♪ Y'all gonn' need to pay
the bills y'all ♪
♪ I got ready ♪
♪ I'mma keep the bills, y'all ♪
♪ Honey ♪
♪ What do I need from you ♪
(classical ballet
music playing)
Ladies, ladies,
end of class! Let's take
it from the corner.
Mommy, my tights
have a hole.
I'm watching your sister.
Be quiet.
She has holes in her tights.
Oh my god, they're gonna
think we have the studio
discount.
Order a gross of tights, maybe
a palette. Is a palette bigger
than a gross?
Queenie, Apple is bigger
than everything.
Stop picking that!
That's the only pair
you're having.
Why is this leotard too small?
Did Marta wash it again?
It's supposed to be handwashed.
It's not shrinking, is it?
Mom, your breath stinks!
What do you mean?
Does it really? I haven't
got anything...
Gather, girls. Gather, gather.
Guess what, Mom? I heard that
Julia got a dance studio for
her tenth birthday!
Shh! Wait... what?
Yeah! Her parents turned the
garage into a dance studio
for her.
Can we do that please,
please, please?
A dance studio in the garage?
Absolutely not!
No. We'll build another room,
maybe an entire floor.
Call contractor, inform husband.
Okay, calling tractor
for husband.
We're pushing almost
100 degrees in downtown LA
today, folks.
Time to get those ACs fired up.
Traffic backed up on the 101,
per the usual,
and the bad parts of town
just keep getting worse,
but come on! Who's really
surprised anyway?
So get up, get out, unglue
your face from your TVs
and dance the day away.
That's right. This one's
for all those tappers
out there.
Keep those feet high
and that head up.
- Survey says...
Winner every time!
Mr. Ray, come quick!
What happened?
I don't know. I think
a pipe exploded?
Ahh crap!
Ew! Gross. Where?
Well, how can I pay for this,
and get the kids to nationals?
We need more money
or this studio is sunk.
Literally.
Dad, guess what?
Mom's gonna build
a dance studio in the house.
With a harlequin floor
and everything!
And how much is this going
to cost me?
Harlequin floor,
twenty thousand. Lights,
mirrors, sound system,
eighteen hundred more.
Jasmine dancing on
Broadway... priceless.
My girls are worth it.
Yeah! Jasmine really needs
the practice space.
Yeah, London too.
No, of course. London's welcome
to use it when you're not.
Which will be the first
of never.
Did I say that out loud?
Mom, why are you always so rude?
Mm, we heard that.
You know what? Enough about
dance. Lets talk ice cream!
No!
I am in the mood for a
ginormous sundae.
With sprinkles?
Double sprinkles.
You know what? Strike that.
Triple sprinkles.
No. Eat fruit instead.
No bananas or grapes--too much
sugar. Maybe a grapefruit.
- Well, half.
You her that, girls?
That is the sugar nazi.
Fortunately for us,
I don't speak zee German.
- Dad, that was terrible.
Pretty much.
Go easy on the girls.
Tell me about your next
competition.
Umm, Inspired to Dance is
coming, so we'll never have
a chance against them.
Well, we'll just have to do
something about that.
Ooh, muffins!
Brandon.
What do you say?
That one or that one?
Yo, Brandon!
- What? What? Sorry.
Really? Her again? She is
the worst one of all!
Really? And how do you
know that?
Because I can just tell by
looking at her.
Wow! You know, you can actually
see the end of the stick
just poking out of her.
So gross.
Where are you going?
The car. I gotta feed
the meter.
Okay well, we've been standing
in this line, like, all day,
so hurry up.
Yeah, I know. It'll be quick.
- Seriously!
- It'll be quick.
Okay.
All right, which one?
Purple, gold, blue, teal, go!
- Here. Try again.
All right, let's see.
Get purple, up top. Purple.
Okay.
- No.
Oh. Yeah.
- Oh.
Hey Jasmine.
- Long time no see.
- Excuse me.
I don't know if you
remember me...
I remember what a jerk you are.
Hey, I think you need a napkin.
Yeah? I'll be right here
when you get back. Go.
You have some nerve talking
to me after what you did.
What I did? You were the
one who didn't even....
Who what? Ask my dad to
help you pay your bills
so that you could stay?
You made me and my mom feel
like crap by asking your dad
to open his wallet.
I was your friend!
You made us feel like
a charity case.
You couldn't even keep
in touch?
I didn't even know
where you were.
It doesn't even
matter anymore.
Here you go.
I'm over it.
C'mon kiddo, let's go.
Let's go, girl.
- Who is that?
Nobody important.
We're good.
Are you riding by
yourself, miss?
Um... no, I'm good. Thanks.
- Hi. What are you looking at?
- Look.
Oh, look. Oh, I remember that.
Oh, you've got such
beautiful cheekbones.
Mine.
You should wear your hair
up more often, though.
It really shows them off.
Here.
Put it up.
Go on, go on.
Don't make me do it.
You see? So much better.
You know my motto--
mother knows everything.
Dinner's almost ready.
What the hell was that?
It's nothing. It's just, uh...
It's an old routine,
I can't really remember.
You're better off that way,
trust me.
What?
Come on, twinkle toes,
that is not gonna win you
a platinum at nationals.
Right, but your
panda hoodie will, right?
Oh! Talk to the paw.
♪ Fire for your legs,
fire for your feet ♪
♪ F-F-Fire ♪
♪ F-F-Fire for your feet ♪
♪ Fire fire for your feet ♪
♪ F-F-Fire for your feet ♪
♪ F-F-F-F-F-F-F ♪
♪ Fire for your feet,
Fire fire for your feet ♪
♪ Turn that music up
and break that lightbulb ♪
♪ Everything they didn't know
we already offer ♪
♪ Let me hear that bass
go boom ♪
♪ Hear that bass go boom ♪
♪ Turn that music up
and break that lightbulb ♪
♪ Everything they didn't know
we already offer ♪
♪ Let me hear that bass
go boom ♪
♪ Shake the walls
of the room ♪
♪ Welcome to the future,
everybody ♪
♪ Stratospheric style
astronauts couldn't spot me ♪
♪ I'm from outer space
all you garbage try to copy ♪
♪ CEO living you can go
and get my coffee ♪
♪ Drop drop
turn it up, turn it up ♪
♪ Make your block
turn it up, turn it up ♪
♪ Swag so hard
turn it up, turn it up ♪
♪ Come on, come on
turn it up ♪
♪ Turn the music up
and break that lightbulb ♪
♪ Everything they didn't know
we already offer ♪
♪ Let me hear that bass
go boom ♪
♪ Hear that bass go boom ♪
♪ Turn that music up
and break that lightbulb ♪
♪ Everything they didn't know
we already offer ♪
♪ Let me hear that bass
go boom ♪
♪ Shake the walls
of the room ♪
And that concludes our
competition for this evening.
We are about to make a major,
unprecedented announcement
that will change dancers' lives
forever, guaranteed.
And here to tell you
all about it,
it gives me great pride and
pleasure to introduce
the founder of the
Circle Star Nationals.
- Here is Mary Buttle.
Thank you so much for that
wonderful introduction.
You're an absolute angel!
Don't tell anyone,
but you're my favourite.
It is now my very great
honor and privilege
to extend a very special
invitation
to an event of unprecedented
taste and talent.
It's going to be for
the best of the best,
the cream of the crop,
the elite of the elite.
And I call it
National Nationals.
I hope so!
(Audio cuts out,
crowd mumbles)
You know, nobody can hear you.
We can't hear at all.
Don't touch the hair!
- Hello?
All right, uh...
Mary Buttle there.
Uh...
Now, only two studios will get
to compete for the top honor,
- the platinum platinum.
With this award comes the
honor of being known
as the best in the country
and a $25,000 prize.
- Ready to hear who they are?
The two studios invited
to compete for the
platinum platinum are...
Diamond Dance...
and Shockwave Studio!
I told you not to touch
me! You people are idiots!
Webster has to invent a new word
for your brand of stupid.
Where is my idiot son?
(Jazz music playing,
tap shoes tapping)
Wow! Your feet can really move.
Why aren't you on Broadway?
Well, I was on Broadway.
Man, it was awesome. But what
are you doing here so late?
Shouldn't you be packing
for National Nationals?
(Brandon sighs,
Mr. Ray chuckles)
Hey, heartbroken sighs are my
second language. Spill it.
She was my duet partner.
At Diamond Dance, back when
I lived here.
She was my first crush.
Anyways, when my dad bolted,
we lost the house.
Moved away and never even got
the chance to say goodbye.
Did you keep in touch?
No, no, I didn't even know
she was still dancing,
let alone at her old studio.
Totally ran into
our competition.
Okay, have you tried getting
in touch with her,
- now that you found her again?
- No, she hates me.
What are you doing wasting
a moment of your life
looking at him?
- Sorry, can you enunciate?
- I think he's really good!
Oh please, let me see.
Give it to me, give it.
- Why does he look familiar?
- 'Cause it's Brandon.
- We used to dance together.
- Oh, that Brandon.
- You know others?
- That was so sad.
After her husband left,
he took all their money,
and we never spoke again.
They were broke, not lepers.
What's the difference?
Clearly he didn't keep up
with his training.
He's the new soloist
at Shockwave.
I would say that
he's pretty good.
How am I supposed to know that?
I can't look at anyone else
when you're on stage.
What about when I'm not?
Well, when you're not, it's too
hard to watch other dancers
and listen to people tell
me how good you are
at the same time.
You shouldn't be watching
anything. Come on.
Let's stretch.
Have you stretched tonight?
Let's go. Let's go.
Up, up.
Will you stretch
my leg too?
Come on, kiddo. Come up.
Why don't you show
her some sit-ups?
- Those she could use.
Mom, stop!
You don't have to be a
toothpick to be a good dancer,
you know.
You just have to have
a strong body.
Besides, you know what they
always tell me at convention?
- What?
- Performance and personality.
And you have those in spades.
I wish I danced like you.
Aww, take a number.
Come on, I need you to wash
that chocolate off your face.
You know what I say--
yes sugar, no scholarship.
Come on!
Stay away from that boy.
I have Tammy from
Tammy's Tap 'n Twirl on line 1.
She heard that all 17 kids
from Inspires Dance Experience
have come down with
the chicken pox.
Germy little things.
Doesn't anyone vaccinate
their children anymore?
How many kids did Tammy bring
to my convention last year?
Uh...
Get me a copy of her
registration sheet.
Thank you.
Find me the correct page!
And get my idiot son
on the phone.
Convention classes,
unlimited solos,
group numbers, wood pads,
videos, pictures.
Ow! Ow!
(Assistant whimpers,
Mary mutters)
Ahh! Mama's going back to
Shanghai in a new pair of
Louboutins.
Tammy, my angel, how are you?
Wonderful to hear from you.
Did you hear?
- Yes, I know. All 17 of them.
- It's just tragic.
- Chicken pox...
Well, they're all going
to be disfigured. I mean,
the scarring alone...
- I know!
- Let me ask you,
Do you still have 90 kids
in your company?
94 actually.
Well then, let me be the
first to welcome you
to National Nationals.
Fantastic, we'll see you there.
No...
No.
Ah, here she is.
I'll take that!
Look, my father will kill me
if I don't come home
with my phone.
He slept outside
overnight to get it.
Um, who are you
talking to anyways?
'Cause the only person you
need to be talking to...
is right here.
No talking! No talking!
Now, changement. Please.
Okay!
How about relevés?
Just a moment, class.
- Wow!
- Okay.
This studio is so broke.
Yeah, yeah it is.
And I think class is over.
Peace.
Hey man, let's just go.
Wait. Aren't we supposed
to learn new choreo for
National Nationals?
Um, Dancing in the Dark
is just a song. Nobody
actually does it. Hello?
And you know, if things keep
going like this,
then we're never gonna make it
to National Nationals.
So stupid.
Wow, another
new unitard from Katrinawear?
Jeez Jas, did you buy their
entire website?
Wow! Jealous much?
Especially when
you and I both know
that you're going to be wearing
that exact same one tomorrow.
- Whatevs.
- Ladies! Ladies!
We have two weeks until
National Nationals.
We have a lot to do.
What's she doing here?
Just living her life through me.
Well, maybe she just came to pay
this month's tuition.
Get in formation!
Five, six, seven, eight!
Sarah!
One, two...
What is this?
Why is Jasmine in the back?
You know she's your best dancer.
She should be in center,
not splitting it either.
Oh well, you know the section
they're doing is a formation
change, so...
What, so it's safe to assume
that then she'll come in front?
Absolutely.
Well, glad we're on
the same page.
Mm-hmm!
Continue!
Wait, wait, wait!
Wait, wait!
What is this?
Uh...
She just did a triple.
You know that she can do
at least six turns.
Oh, we know! We know that Jas
is a fabulous turner.
- She's a fabulous turner!
- Fabulous!
But we only need three here
and they need to be clean, so...
What are you insinuating?
That she falls out of her turns?
Oh, no, no! She's...
Mom, please, you're
embarrassing me.
How? I'm looking after my best
interest... your best interest.
Exactly.
Well, you know my motto.
You stay quiet, you stand
in the back, right?
Jas gets nervous when you watch.
What? Is she talking to me?
Yeah, maybe you should... leave.
Oh, my god! You see? She speaks.
Maybe that's why she's
in the front.
Just a thought.
Oops!
Wow, coming to my rescue
twice in one day?
You feeling okay?
I'm only being nice
so you don't quit.
I can't beat you
if you're not here.
It's very true.
Ladies, can we get back
to rehearsal?
And it would be nice if
we could spend less time on our
personal business and more
with our eyes on the prize.
Your mom loves you, you know.
I just wished she loved me
a little bit less.
Every other Thursday
would be nice.
Formation!
- Hey. Hi.
Two parents are threatening
to yank their kids
'cause they can't afford
the costume fee for
the lyrical number.
DIY it.
Black bottoms, red on top.
Thanks.
Next?
There's a phonecall for you!
Which idiot is it now?
I mean...
Who is it?
Ray from Shockwave Studios.
Swell.
His kids have probably
come down with mono.
Ray darling, how wonderful
to hear from you.
Mary, thank you so much
for taking my call.
I'm calling about National
Nationals. Our studio is...
Oh, not again!
Mr. Ray, come quick! Mr. Ray!
We're having some serious
financial problems.
Is there... any way you
could cut us a break?
Ray, I really wish I could help,
but this is the
convention business.
I understand.
Hey, you know,
thanks for taking my--
- Is that a studio
with a problem?
If you call a distinct inability
to pay a problem, then yes!
But NMP--not my problem.
What studio was it?
Shock Me... Shoot Me...
Shout Out.....
- Shockwave Studios?
- Yes.
But those kids are fantastic.
You can tell they love it!
Right. What you seem to be
forgetting is that we are
running the convention business,
not the convention charity.
If you can't pony up the cash,
then stay home and watch
Dancing With the Stars.
Is there some reason
you're here?
I thought I'd take you
out to lunch.
Take me? As in, you'll
pick up the check?
Yeah.
I didn't think I paid you
enough for that.
All right. Glad to be wrong.
Let me go freshen up.
You are radiant
like the sun...
Yes, I know. I'm radiant.
You know, you're like
a gypsy child,
just pawing me
for coins.
What are you still doing here?
Why aren't you in your car,
getting your air condition
all revved up?
You know how I hate
sticking to leather.
Yes, Mother.
"Mary" is just fine.
Or God.
What are you doing here?
I just thought I'd check out
the old hood.
- The hood?
Why don't you drop the
gangster act, white boy?
What are you
working on so late?
I'm auditioning for school,
and I have to...
make up a solo, so...
I know, it's dumb.
No, it's not.
It's what we talked about
when we were kids.
You were gonna go to college,
and I was going to...
Dance in music videos.
Yeah.
Um... I'll just go.
You left without saying goodbye.
You didn't say goodbye
before I left.
Because I was a little kid
and my ride was late.
It's not like I could just
drive myself to your house.
You could have tried harder.
And you could have
told your mom to wait!
Like my mom would have
listened to me.
All she did back then
was drink and cry,
and drink some more.
Is that how you remembered it?
Some things.
May I?
Guess your time's up.
(Light switch clicks,
JoAnn applauds)
Bravo!
Wow!
I didn't know they just
let anybody in here these days.
Mom, you remember Brandon,
right?
Of course I do!
Hi, dear.
Hi.
Here's some money.
For the bus.
Go get in the car.
We need to leave.
Your father will deal with you
when we get home.
Hurry up.
Listen up, 'cause I'm just
going to say this once.
Stay away from my daughter.
You're not good enough for her.
Not then, and not now.
Got it?
She doesn't seem to have
a problem with me.
I know, she has this kind of
fairytale notion about
who you were.
But I know what you are.
Be a man, walk away.
Just like your father.
Don't you need that money?
Have I ever told you
how proud I am of you?
Only everyday.
Here.
Buy yourself a T-shirt
or something at convention.
Mom, that's really sweet of you,
but a T-shirt is like 40 bucks.
Well, you're halfway there.
This is special.
You deserve this.
- I'll miss you.
- Mmm.
Okay.
Ladies, ladies!
Let's go, come on!
Break is over.
Jas?
Excuse me!
We interrupting something?
Ew. Why are you following him?
What do you mean by "him"?
Him. The kid we're gonna
smoke at Con.
I don't know, have you seen
him dance lately?
Wait. Are you watching his
YouTube videos?
Girls.
Do you like him
or something?
Girls.
No, I don't like him
or something.
No, I don't like him!
I don't like him!
I'm just, like, studying
his moves, like...
watching his moves...
Ladies, ladies, ladies!
Huddle up, huddle up.
Ladies.
All right. It is important that
you get a good night's sleep.
Don't stay up eating a bag of
hot Cheetos and Dr. Pepper.
Eat to fuel your bodies.
And make sure that you have all
your costumes and accessories.
Extra hair pins and gels.
All of your shoes and clothes
for the convention classeses.
Be here at 9 a.m. sharp.
- Diamonds?
Let's do this!
- Who are you looking for?
- Nobody.
Oh, nobody.
Yeah, I don't know her.
- Hey!
- Im looking for Jas.
Okay... You know, you have,
like, no chance
with anybody
from that team, right?
♪ All the guys up in the club
are looking for us ♪
♪ They can look
but they can't touch us ♪
♪ Let me take you home ♪
♪ All you guys
just sound the same ♪
♪ Let me take you home ♪
Hey Prada, meet pathetic.
These kids are clueless.
Always have to tell them
what to do.
And their parents
are even worse.
Speaking of which:
listen and repeat.
- Listen and repeat.
What did I just say?
- Listen and repeat.
- Exactly.
Just do it my way and
everything will go fine.
Remember, I'll be
up there. Watching.
Welcome everyone to the first
annual National Nationals!
We have an exciting three days
of dancing planned for you...
...followed by the quest for
the ultimate dance award,
the platinum...
...platinum.
Oh. Oh!
Oh! Oh!
- What in the world?
Stop that, you idiot.
No, not you. You keep going.
I'm talking to you now.
Now I'm talking to
the audience. Remember!
This event is going to be
televised, so make sure
everyone at home watches
so they can cheer you on
to victory!
Can you hear me?
And don't forget! The whole
thing is going to be on TV!
And don't forget about
the grand prize!
Wait.
And the $25,000 grand prize
for the winners!
I was pausing for effect!
Don't think and talk,
just repeat!
- What are you doing?
- Sorry.
- Technical difficulties.
- Put your ear piece back in.
Put your ear piece back in!
I'm gonna kill you.
I'm just gnna kill you!
I'm gonna choke you, and...
I know! Fun times, yes!
Yes!
So, classes are about to start.
Let's just everyone have
a great day of dancing!
Well, you could have really
screwed that up.
Sorry, Mother.
Technical difficulties.
Check your equipment better.
Now I need you to make sure
this thing runs on time!
Don't let any of the kids or
the parents take too many
photographs after class.
What do you want me to do?
Body-check them out of the way?
Yes! If that's what it takes.
Of course, maybe we should
be charging to take photos
with the instructors.
Why do you let her bully you
like that?
Because she's my boss.
And she's also misunderstood.
She's also your mother. She
shouldn't talk to you like that.
Hey, I'm on your side, you know?
I know. Let's just
discuss this later.
I have to make sure
the classes run on time.
Okay.
♪ Turnin' up like I ain't
got ish to pass though
♪ Couple weeks after finishing
my fast though
♪ Couple of 'em here but I
promise you they won't last ♪
♪ I'mma collect my dollars
look mama soon as I pass ♪
♪ Go OG I was ♪
♪ Since a little kid
all me I was ♪
♪ Never do too much
'cause only me I does ♪
♪ I'm sky high, you only got
that baby knee-high bus ♪
♪ Boy, I'm hot like foxy
♪ Where I come from
boys wanted to be like Mak ♪
♪ Love we hater women
be salty ♪
♪ Your world, is it really?
It's all me ♪
♪ I'm here for the money ♪
♪ And the money here for me ♪
♪ See, we lean on each other
like friends ♪
♪ He ain't around
when I'm bummy ♪
♪ He be like,
'Homie, quit playin" ♪
♪ See, my homie motivate me
to the end ♪
♪ I'm here for the money ♪
- Here looks good.
Looks like someone's already
sitting there.
Oh, God... well...
there!
Looks like it's free
after all.
I can't believe this! Oh!
Mom?
- I'm hungry.
- You're always hungry.
Stop whining.
It's so unattractive.
- But I'm hungry!
- Just go!
Go stand in the front,
and that way the teachers
will notice you.
But I don't like the front,
and I'll just mess up
the combos anyway!
Stop whining!
Maybe you won't mess up the
combos if you paid attention.
Why aren't you wearing the team
jackets like the other moms?
Because polyester gives me
hives. Now go.
Go, get, go!
Ballet shoes. Go!
If there is one thing that
I hate, it's sickle feet.
When I say "sickle,"
you say "ew."
- Sickle!
- Ew!
- Sickle!
- Ew!
Perfect. Now everyone put your
right foot out in front
and point it really hard.
Let me see it, let me see it.
Don't sickle!
Ew!
- Good!
Look at London compared
to the other kids.
She gets bigger
by the day, I swear.
The first call im gonna make
when we get home is to Weight
Watchers.
Oh, my God! The child is ten!
I'm sure they have a kids menu.
A kids menu!
She's never gonna get a solo
looking like that!
I don't know.
I had a lot of solos
when I was younger.
I guess you looked
like that too.
Yeah, with red hair.
What?
No, nothing.
- It's low carb.
- Oh!
- Mm-hmm. It's paleo.
- Oh! Hunters, gatherers.
- Would you hold that for me?
- Oh, sure.
I'm gonna go check
on the seniors room.
This is like water torture,
you know what I mean? Yeah.
Wow!
Eighties Workout
Malibu Barbies.
You guys must be like
special edition, right?
You're so classy. Clearly
you're in the wrong room.
This is for advanced dancers.
Fight club is down the hall.
Relax.
Hey, calm down.
We're all just here
to dance, right?
Right, right.
So ladies,
why don't we handle this on
the floor, like real dancers?
Okay.
All right, Josh!
Small space.
- Whoo!
- Oh, really?
- She's got great legs!
- Okay, yeah, great. A little
stiff but it's cool.
Ohhh!
It's hot when we drop it.
That was good.
Where she at, where she at?
Oh, excuse me? Barbie?
Uh, see, the turn
was on three.
We're in an advanced
dance class?
Slow math
is down the hall.
- Oh!
Sorry! One, two, three.
Do you know how to count?
- Whoo! That was quick.
Mm.
Mom, I'm tired!
Aw, I'm sure!
What has it been?
All of seven minutes!
I'm tired!
Aw, you're tired,
you're hungry.
Do you know what you're not?
Dancing. Now go!
Take it from the top.
Here we go, one,
two, three, four,
open five, six, first
arabesque, hold that pose.
Arm directly across from
your nose. Good, good, good.
What is she doing?
Wow, those are some nice splits,
but I don't think we have
any in this combo.
Everybody look at her.
Go, go.
Up!
Just kidding with you.
All right, here we go.
From the top again!
Five, six, seven, we have
one, two, three, four,
open five...
Well, if it causes her
to get called out!
- I swear...
That child is going to be
the death of me.
If I don't kill
her first.
What are you doing?
I just wanted a second,
to myself.
- Are you okay?
- I'm great, thanks.
Sometimes I feel like
I'm suffocating.
- Yeah.
Hey, I think I found something
you might like.
Come on, I've got ten minutes
before rehearsal.
One, two, three.
What is it?
What do you mean? It's
a really cool warehouse.
I thought you'd like it.
You don't like it?
- This is creepy!
What in the world?
- No, it's so cool.
I know it's not Diamond Dance,
but I thought you'd think
it was cool.
- I brought music.
- Yeah.
It's like...
It's nice.
♪ I got my own thing
going on ♪
♪ I don't need anyone
to tow along ♪
♪ But no matter what
I'm tryin' to do ♪
♪ I can't stop
running into you ♪
♪ Now everywhere
I seem to be ♪
♪ It's like I see you
looking back at me ♪
♪ I don't know how
this could be happening ♪
♪ But something's tellin' me
it must be a sign ♪
♪ 'Cause every single day ♪
♪ I see you smiling back
at me ♪
♪ It's something
that could only mean ♪
♪ It must be a sign ♪
♪ 'Cause when I walk away ♪
♪ I feel you pulling
back at me ♪
♪ And suddenly
it's clear to me ♪
♪ It must be a si-i-ign ♪
♪ 'Cause when
I walk awa-a-ay ♪
♪ I feel you pulling
back at me ♪
♪ And suddenly
it's clear to me ♪
♪ It must be a sign ♪
♪ Oh oh oh oh ♪
♪ But now I know
it must be a sign ♪
♪ 'Cause when I walk away ♪
♪ I feel you pulling
back at me ♪
♪ And suddenly
it's clear to me ♪
♪ It must be a sign ♪
This floor is so scuffed.
It just looks awful!
Speaking of awful.
I want you to keep all
the parents away
from me this weekend.
I can't stand their whining.
One parent actually had the
nerve to come up to me yesterday
and complain about having to
pay to watch her daughter dance.
I told her no wad, no watch.
How else am I supposed to pay
for this $25,000 prize?
It's certainly not gonna come
out of my pocket.
It's the observer bands
and the water
and the videos
and the pictures.
It's all about the Benjamins
and the Lincolns
and the Franklins.
And here I thought it
was about the dancing
and the kids learning
and being inspired.
What a sweet boy you are.
There's a tree in the
parking lot. Go hug it.
- You see,
that statement is
exactly why you work for me,
and not the other way around.
Because if you ran this show,
we'd be sunk before Christmas.
All right, I want you
to test out this floor,
make sure it's not
too slippery.
I'd hate for one of their
precious little angels
- to take a fall and...
- Get hurt?
No, I'd get sued. Go.
It is kind of slippery.
You've been dancing since
you were five.
You still don't have
that pirouette.
Hey. I came in second
in your nationals.
That's right.
You lost.
We just got twenty boxes
of sweatpants in.
I want them
unpacked and ironed.
Sweatpants don't wrinkle.
Yes, fine! Whatever.
Just unpack them.
Put them into nice little piles
like they do at the Gap.
(Classical music,
no audio)
You... can!
No!
Competition starts in
fifteen minutes.
I need you to line up in the
order of the first five dances,
Single Ladies,
Let's Get Loud,
Off With Their Heads,
Party Rock,
and is "Via De La Rosa" here?
Great! Let's head backstage.
Perfect.
Oh, my God.
Mmm, this is so good.
- Are you gonna finish that?
What a pig!
Mmm.
Ugh!
Let's see some dance! Right?
Sweetie! Aw!
- She's safe.
- Thank you so much.
There's no
seats left!
Don't be ridiculous.
Here, here. Come on.
Those are for the
studio owners.
Given the amount we pay
each month, I'd say
we're part owners.
Oh, my God!
- Sit, sit down.
- Okay.
- Is your phone off?
- Yes, yes, it is.
- Okay.
Are you going somewhere
after this?
No. Just trying to look my best,
unlike the rest of this
stretchpants crowd.
- Aren't you cold?
- No.
These ballrooms are
like Antarctica.
- Just... stop.
Don't worry about me.
Besides, you know I only watch
the numbers Jas is in.
Oh, yeah. I forgot
about that. Yeah.
- Oh!
- What? What?
- Chip.
- Aw!
It won't look so good when
people bend to kiss my ring.
Who do you think you are?
The pope?
Oh, my God, what are
you thinking?
There's no way I can get
through this sober.
Yeah, well, we've seen your
kid dance, we should be
the ones drinking.
I'll take those. Thank you!
- You are bad. You're so bad.
- Sit.
- I know. Cheers.
- Cheers!
Ooh, look!
- They're about to begin!
Welcome to the first annual--
My mother, everybody,
Mary Buttle,
the owner of this
fabulous convention!
Thank you so much for that
wonderful applause.
You'd think I was a star.
But I'm not.
You all are.
In fact, how many
stars of tomorrow are sitting
in these seats right now,
I wonder. Huh?
I just want to say
how proud I am
that I am able to provide
all of you a warm,
safe environment for you
all to do your best!
And let's begin!
Our first number up...
is JT to tell us who is
our first number up!
Mary Buttle!
- Good luck.
- You too.
Nice costume!
Ross, Dress for Less?
Nice boobs... Wonder Bra?
Let's go. We have to line up.
We have to go,
we have to line up.
Seriously, I can't stand her.
If they win, I'm gonna puke.
Thanks for sticking up for me.
I didn't do it for you.
The judges are taking
a quick break
but are about to take
their seats.
- What a jerk!
- Mmm!
And we can continue!
Senior open small group
number 108, Shine On!
These kids are incredible.
If I didn't know any better, I'd
swear some of them are ringers.
God, they're amazing!
Oh.
♪ You give a little ♪
♪ I take a lot ♪
♪ You keep it simple ♪
♪ I keep it hot ♪
♪ You don't have money ♪
♪ But I got cheese ♪
♪ You screamin' honey ♪
♪ I'm sayin' please ♪
♪ You know I want that
one thing, believe it ♪
♪ I get it more than one way
I mean it ♪
♪ You know I want that
one thing, believe it ♪
♪ I get it more than
one way ♪
♪ I gotta get my
shine on, shine on ♪
♪ Gonna make it my own
shine on, shine on ♪
♪ Do it on what I'm on ♪
♪ Shine on, shine on ♪
♪ I'm taking over now ♪
♪ While we're still
falling down ♪
♪ And I keep shining on ♪
♪ Oh whoa ♪
♪ Whoa whoa ♪
You think the judges saw that?
Probably.
Well, here there's only
one winner.
It was a clean routine,
no mistakes.
They'll bring it.
No worries.
All right! Diamond Dance, what
a way to kick it up a notch!
Okay, now for a small group,
number 109:
Battle for the Beat!
They danced their hearts out.
Hopefully it was enough!
They're huddling,
they're huddling!
That was so great!
So, I just
got here, um...
Hey!
I know.
About you, her.
Duet partners?
Yeah, I heard you
talking in the studio.
What, you weren't going to say
anything to me?
I don't mean
anything to you?
Of course you do.
We're friends.
- Friends?
- Yeah.
I mean, how could you even
think about her?
She is the competition!
You should want to bury her,
not stick your tongue
down her throat!
- I'm sorry you feel that way.
- Really?
I am. And if I hurt you at all,
I'm sorry about that too.
I really, really like Jas.
And honestly, I would like
nothing more than for my friend
to understand that.
Okay.
♪ Oh no no ♪
♪ No no ♪
♪ Oh no no ♪
♪ After everything that
we've been through ♪
♪ How could you,
how could you ♪
- ♪ Now remember... ♪
God!
I've been looking everywhere
for you!
Come on. They're about
to announce the awards.
So? Are you okay?
Not simply for dessert,
but also for information.
And one of the pudgy little...
germ-ridden creatures is going
to go home with a trophy.
- It's as simple as that.
- They will eat me alive
if I go out there,
but I'll do it.
Fine, we can call that dinner.
Mmm dinner. And dessert.
God, I love this show.
All you do is eat.
You've actually had pizzas
delivered to the competition.
I have a tape worm.
Do--
- Really?
- It's big.
- Oh, there's a God.
- Oh, God.
I think I just peed
myself a little!
I was going to announce
the winners now...
Yeah, I did, I did. I peed!
- Don't wave.
- So proud.
- Please don't wave.
- So proud.
- But I have been instructed
to inform you
that we're going to announce
the winners at our gala.
Tomorrow evening.
(Sparse applause,
crowd groans)
Uh, tickets for the gala are
still available.
- $85.
At the door.
And please make sure
you eat first.
Because we're only
serving dessert.
'Cause dessert's the cheapest
thing on the menu.
Hey babe, what do you got
against dessert?
You better watch yourself,
young man.
You almost made me
look bad.
No, Mary.
You do that
all by yourself.
Come on, babe. You've got to go
get ready for the faculty show.
Are you going to finish that?
Welcome, dancers, to the
closing night gala!
Oh!
We have had a great
three days here!
- Now, who wants to know
the winners?
I cannot wait
for this night to be over!
If I have to look at
one more kid who can't dance
or listen to one more parent who
thinks their kid is Travis Wall,
- I'm gonna rip my hair out!
One parent even had the nerve
to come up and yell at me
because her kid wasn't
called out.
I need to put in a new rule:
if you rode in here on a broom,
your kid cannot compete.
Why are they yelling? What has
my idiot son said now?
If you'll excuse me
for a moment.
Play some music!
Trust me, you simply
have no idea how...
- ...difficult it is...
- Mother!
Excuse me.
I told you never
to call me that.
You can call me God,
or Lord, or master, or...
Enough is enough!
This time instead of me
embarrassing you, you've
embarrassed yourself.
What are you talking about?
Everybody heard you
on the phone.
- What?
- Your mic is open.
Everyone heard every word.
You insulted a room
full of people.
Well, I was ...uh,
well, I was kidding.
- And everybody knows I was
kidding because I'm a kidder.
And besides, no one was
supposed to hear that, see?
And that's your fault.
That's not my fault.
Or it's bald Bob,
the audio guy!
It's always someone
else's fault.
Always! You think you
could blame someone else,
and it doesn't count.
And his name is Jim!
But it is your fault.
You are the owner.
You speak without thinking.
And you hurt people.
Okay, well, I can--I can
fix this. I can fix this!
No, not this time.
Wait. Hey, hey, no.
Wait, wait, wait. Listen.
I know what she said
was terrible. I--
But she's not all bad.
How can you say that
after what we just heard?
She has a good side to her,
okay? I've seen it.
It may be small,
but it's there.
Prove it!
All right, listen.
My studio was so broke,
we couldn't even afford
bus fare here, okay?
Mary found this out.
She sent us a check
to cover the costs.
I don't know what
he's talking about.
- I sent the check.
- You what?
You sent my money to them
without asking me?
Do you know what you've done?
I could have you arrested
for stealing!
Get this mic off.
Somebody help me get the--
Look, have you seen those kids
out there?
It's not a business to them.
Do you want to be in business
come Christmas?
Yes.
Then I'm taking over.
From now on...
I'm running Circlestar.
Now, if you'll excuse me,
I have some awards to hand out.
Well, I am proud of you.
Thanks.
I knew you could do it.
I know you can do it.
Go.
Now, on to
the specialty awards.
Most improved in classes
goes to...
- London from Diamond Dance!
Well done! Well, take a bow!
Very good. Now, the award that
everybody has been waiting for.
The top scoring dance
of the night.
In second place...
It seems that...
there are no winners.
We have a tie!
Diamond Dance and
Shockwave Studios have tied!
Now, there's no precedent,
for this being the first
National Nationals.
So, after conferring
with our judges,
we decided there will be
a dance-off.
One student from each of
the top scoring studios
will dance for the win.
Why did they pick me?
They should've picked you.
I certainly think so.
Stop it.
They picked you because
you're the best.
And you can do it.
Now get dressed.
We're running out of time.
Hey.
Want me to help you stretch?
Sure.
So, uh, what song are you
gonna use?
I don't know.
What style are you gonna use?
I don't know yet.
You're not gonna throw
the competition, are you?
'Cause if you do, you'll be
letting everyone down.
That's so insulting, I'm not
even gonna answer.
You are, aren't you?
- Gonna throw the competition!
- No, of course not!
This has nothing to do with her.
I'm just scared.
Of what?
Of losing?
Or beating him?
Either? Both? I don't know.
You look great.
Now, let's do your hair.
- You sound just like my mother.
Good.
Just double checking.
I know we can count on you.
Oh, I gotta go.
Well, good luck!
This studio really needs you,
you know.
You can go.
Let's just put that
hideous mistake behind us.
Focus on how we're gonna win.
- We?
- Yeah.
Point your toes.
Head up. Stomach in.
Extend your hands, you know?
Don't give that boy
another thought.
He's no competition.
You shouldn't even
be allowed on the same stage.
Will you be quiet, please?
I love you.
But sometimes I just
don't like you very much.
Well, clearly
your judgement's off.
And Brandon?
I want to be more
than his friend.
Still friends?
- I guess.
- You guess.
Go kill it.
- Right. Yeah.
- You got it.
So?
Diamond Dance won
the coin toss.
Jasmine, you'll dance first.
And then Brandon.
You guys have any questions?
- No.
- May the best dancer win.
Okay, thanks.
Hey, Jas?
Jas, will you look at me?
- Let's go kill it out there.
- You too.
Hey.
For luck.
Dancing first at our
National Nationals
is Jasmine
from Diamond Dance!
♪ Whose life ♪
♪ Have I been living ♪
♪ Diary pages ♪
♪ Already written ♪
♪ Words embedded on the page ♪
♪ I always let them
lead the way ♪
♪ Oh-oh ♪
♪ It's time to take
the pen away ♪
♪ And put the pages
to the flame ♪
♪ Oh-oh-ohh ♪
♪ I need me ♪
♪ More than I ever knew ♪
♪ More than I needed you,
found my peace ♪
♪ I found peace ♪
♪ There was so much
confusion in me ♪
♪ Can't touch,
I was tempted to be ♪
♪ I know that you love me ♪
- ♪ You have to go ♪
♪ I need me ♪
♪ More than I needed you ♪
♪ More than I ever knew ♪
♪ I found me ♪
Whoo!
Next up to the stage is Brandon
from Shockwave Studios.
You got this!
Stay!
Brandon!
Stay! Don't go!
Go Brandon!
Yeah, Brandon!
So good!
Whoo! That looks like
it's going to be a close one!
Now let's give it up one more
time for these amazing dancers!
Now let's see how our judges
are doing,
making what is sure to be
a tough decision.
Randy?
This was a close battle, folks.
Can I have both dancers up here?
Centre stage, please.
By a margin less than
two tenths of a point...
The winner of this year's
National Nationals...
which along with the title
comes a check for $25,000...
goes to...
Shockwave Studios!
Yeah!
So insane!
All right, ladies,
ladies, ladies.
We only have a few weeks until
the next competition.
I need focus, focus, focus!
For Sarah, it is already
on to the next competition.
I want you to sleep.
I want you to eat food
that fuels your bodies...
London finally has
her own fan club.
And JT lets Mary
stick around.
She even answers
her own phone.
Simone and Hope discovered
you can be friends
with the enemy.
The check and the win saved
Mr. Ray's studio.
So, Shockwave sticks around.
As for Jasmine and me...
well...
we learned you can fall in love
with the competition.
♪ I will never let it
get to me ♪
♪ All the negative energy ♪
♪ Burn bright as the sun ♪
♪ And you'll never get
the best of me ♪
♪ I'll be headed
for my destiny ♪
♪ We've only just begun ♪
♪ We're making history ♪
♪ Whoa ♪
♪ Don't be a wannabe ♪
♪ Whoa ♪
♪ We're making history ♪
♪ Whoa ♪
♪ Baby, can't you see ♪
♪ Whoa ♪
♪ We're making history ♪
♪ Whoa-oh-oh-oh ♪
♪ Mention my name
every place you go ♪
♪ As 'round the town you roam ♪
♪ Wish you'd call on my gal ♪
♪ Now remember, old pal ♪
♪ When you get back home ♪
(record scratch,
tempo speeds up)
♪ Give my regards to Broadway ♪
♪ Broadway ♪
♪ Tell all the gang
at Forty-Second Street ♪
♪ That I will soon be there ♪
♪ Give my regards to Broadway ♪
♪ Remember me
at Herald Square ♪
♪ Tell all... Tell all...
T-Tell all... Tell all ♪
♪ I will soon be there ♪
♪ Whisper of how I'm yearning ♪
♪ To mingle with
the old time throng ♪
♪ Give my regards
to old Broadway ♪
♪ And say that I'll be there
e'er long ♪
♪ Whoa, don't be a wannabe ♪
♪ Whoa, we're making history ♪
♪ Whoa, baby can't you see ♪
♪ Whoa, we're making history ♪
♪ Whoa-oh-oh-oh ♪
♪ We're making history ♪
♪ Whoa-oh-oh-oh ♪
♪ Oh-oh-oh ♪
♪ We're making history ♪
♪ If we're gonna survive ♪
♪ Then we can't be afraid ♪
♪ We gotta live our own lives ♪
♪ We gotta go our own way ♪
♪ I will never let it
get to me ♪
♪ All the negative energy ♪
♪ Burn bright as the sun ♪
♪ And you'll never get
the best of me ♪
♪ I'll be headed
for my destiny ♪
♪ We've only just begun ♪
♪ We're making history ♪
♪ Whoa, don't be a wannabe ♪
♪ Whoa, we're making history
♪ Whoa, baby can't you see ♪
♪ Whoa, we're making history ♪
Whoa-oh-oh-oh ♪
♪ Making history ♪
♪ Whoa-oh-oh-oh ♪
♪ We're making history ♪
♪ Whoa, don't be a wannabe ♪
♪ Whoa, we're making history ♪
♪ Whoa, baby can't you see ♪
♪ Whoa, we're making history ♪
♪ Whoa-oh-oh-oh ♪
♪ We're making history ♪
♪ Whoa-oh-oh-oh ♪
♪ We're making history ♪