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My name is Lena Grisky

and I go to the best ballet school in the world.

I have a secret.

I'm a time traveler from 1905

and my boyfriend Henri is doing everything he can to get me home.

♪ I can feel my heart skipping Go off the beat ♪

♪ Things are pacing too fast out on the streets ♪

♪ And I try to stay on my feet along the way ♪

♪ Another crazy day Okay, okay ♪

♪ Wake up, wake up, wake up into a new world ♪

♪ Watch out, watch out, watch out and hold on strong, girl ♪

♪ It's time to show myself what I can be ♪

♪ Figure out my life and still be me ♪

♪ Wake up, wake up, wake up and welcome to my world ♪

(Lena) Previously... -The future isn't so bad.

This is amazing!

I'm wearing trousers! And Jeff taught me some new moves for the Blok.

Thea doesn't seem to like me very much though.

I'm onto you...

I finally heard back from Henri. He's back in 1905.

You put your girl in a bubble. No one can get to her now.

I guess we'll have to come up with a new plan.

(car horns honking) (classical piano music plays)

And remember ladies, form and grace make the dancer.

(Ines) OK, I just don't think I can get any more graceful than this.

I'll tell you when you're graceful enough, Miss Le Breton.

I think you're very graceful, Miss Le Breton. Like a swan queen. -(Thea scoffs)

(Ms Carré) Let's mark through the music and focus on the arms.

(snaps her fingers)

Wanna have some fun, girls?

(minions) Uh-huh.

(Violette) Lena's got perfect old-school form

and brings something to the table that we've never seen before.

But Thea's well... Thea. -Uh-huh.

(Violette) Wicked dancer, and a gazillion followers.

(minions) Yeah.

I know she seems like a no-brainer, but I'm playing the long game.

(minions) Hm-hm.

Ms Carré favors Lena's style, I bet.

This is a tough call. Care to make it interesting?

(minions) Yeah.

(classical piano music plays)

We're being watched. They're looking for Little Mothers.

Little whats? -Mothers. Like mentors.

(Lena) She's so cute!

How do I get one? -They ask you.

You don't even have a profile on the socials. So, good luck.

I don't need luck. I'm going to get one of those mentees for myself.

(Ms Carré) There's a company rehearsal tomorrow.

Whoever impresses me the most will attend.

If you win, you may bring your mentee with you. Class dismissed.

Lena? You weren't here last year, so it's understandable

that you don't grasp the choreography fully yet.

I'll improve.

Yes, you will. By tomorrow. Thea will tutor you.

Of course. I'm happy to.

(Thea) Hmm. So, we both need to impress Ms Carré. Hard when you don't know the choreo.

I guess you better teach me then.

Because if you don't, Ms Carré will blame you.

Whatever.

(Ines scoffs) -(Lena sighs)

(girl) Looking for a mentee? -Hey.

And yeah. Come on! -(Girl) Yeah!

(Lena) She's so cute! (Gasps) You can teach her how to thread a needle

and conduct herself respectably.

Yeah, that's a hot lesson. Every girl wants to learn to sew and be quiet. (Both chuckle)

What if I don't get chosen?

Gabrielle will notice.

Lena, cool it with the zippers!

But they're amazing. And such a time saver.

This would be twenty buttons back home.

(Ines chuckles)

(ticking and magical tinkling noises)

So, boss. Figured out what happened to us yet?

I... I don't know.

When we were about to grab Lena's timepiece she did something to it.

Maybe she used it to...

Do something. To us!

(Frank) Yes, Clive. She used it to do something to us. Obviously.

Clearly, her timepiece can do things we don't understand.

And now we've lost one of ours.

(Clive) I just left it out in the open!

It was her boyfriend that stole it. Blame him!

I want to know everything about that timepiece.

And Lena. And her boyfriend.

Hm... What was his name again?

Hey! What was your name, again?

-Clive? -Yeah?

When you see the guy we're looking for you might want to say, "He's over there." -Ah.

Come on!

(whizzing motorcycles, honking car horns)

(phone beeps)

(Jeff) What does it say?

"I hear you're quite the impressive ballet boy. Show me some moves?"

That's from Paul G, yo!

Who's Paul G, yo?

Only the biggest dance promoter in Europe.

Yeah! And I'm coming with you.

Jeff, I didn't say I was going.

We're keeping the Blok quiet, remember?

I don't even know how this guy got my number.

Come on, man... You can ask him when we see him.

Well, you gentlemen go ahead and admit you're part of an underground dance crew.

I'm gonna sit this one out. Bye!

Pffff. Don't need him!

You know what? Let's do it.

I learned so much from Clarisse. Not only did she teach me how to do the perfect bun,

but she also taught me how to properly treat my aching feet with raw meat.

Urgh...

(embarrassed giggle) Just kidding.

That's totally gross.

Excuse me, Lena?

I'd love to! I mean... I mean yes?

Would you be my Little Mother? I want to learn from the best.

Yes! Yes! Thank you, Violette.

I'm gonna be the best Little Mother you could ever ask for.

(Violette) Oh, thank you!

I won't let you down. -I have class. See you later!

OK! Bye! (squeals with excitement)

Thea?

Well, you said my name. You might as well finish.

Would you be my Little Mother? I want to learn from the best.

Do you have minions? -(snaps her fingers)

Two.

Then pay attention. Let's go.

(hip-hop music plays)

Oh yeah! Oh yeah!

(Jeff) Woohoo! Dude. This is tight.

(Paul G) Paul G. One of you was invited.

Let's get real! Last summer in Berlin?

That throw down at the shipping container, that was next level!

Bro. I'm Jeff. It's an honor.

Max, then? Yeah.

(Jeff) Oh. Yeah... I'll come back.

Thanks for inviting us. And for the directions.

We have to keep things underground, man.

So tell me about the Blok. I'm curious.

How do you know about the Blok?

I know a lot of people, man. Why don't you show me what you've got?

Right now? -Yes. Show me something.

Maybe I got a spot in my new rotation.

Let's do this.

(horse neighing)

(Henri, breathing fast)

(Frank) Get him!

(out of breath)

Sit down.

You're mad. I'm sorry. But I...

If you'd just done as you were told, Lena wouldn't be trapped and we wouldn't have a problem.

But we have a situation right now and we need to act... fast.

You don't need to do anything.

I'm sending you to Uncle Alain in Provence while I fix this. Alone.

(calls out) That is a great idea! I'll pack!

What's going on with you? Henri, speak clearly.

That is what I'm talking about.

(shrieking, then grunting)

Darts are coming out of his eyes. They're like... eye darts.

It's over.

You'll stay here until I can get all of you to the farm. Where you'll be locked up.

(Henri) But! Wait, wait! Wait. Dad! But... (grunts)

Hi, Henri.

(Frank) You thought you could escape?

I have a surprise! I have glitter!

We're not allowed to use glitter.

Totally don't need it.

This bun will stand out either way.

It's actually a more graceful look without it.

Is that important?

Grace is everything.

Is personal style important? -Totally.

I'd like to stand out. Like Thea.

Well, there're plenty of ways to stand out.

In fact, next time you see me, I'll be standing out so far,

that you'll need binoculars to see me! See you later!

(hip-hop music plays) (people cheering)

That's it, man!

OK. You gotta blow this place up, bro.

You win this, and the Blok has instant street cred and we can challenge any crew!

Jeff. I know all of that.

Okay, maybe this is a little bit about my dream. But still... crush it!

Awesome!

(people continue cheering)

Your turn.

Last year's moves, man!

(people booing)

(people cheering)

(Max grunts)

Is that all you got? (people laughing and booing)

Come on!

Thanks for dropping in. (Tuts)

You have to project yourself at all times.

Don't even look at them. Cause you're the only one here.

Lena says that grace is important.

Grace is for people who don't have presence.

Anyway. Why are you speaking to Little Miss Perfect?

Did she twist your hair into that... bulb?

(sighs) Well, if invisibility is your desired super power, go ahead. Be just like her.

(Lena) Oh, hey. What's up?

What's up is a fashion citation. What are you wearing?

I like it. It's cool.

OK. First? No. And, second? Why?

Just offering some personal style tips to my mentee.

Mentee? Why am I hearing this?

I couldn't decide which one of you I wanted. So I asked you both...

Wait. So this is a competition?

Good morning, Violette.

Have you already finished rehearsing with Thea?

Oh, we're not rehearsing until later. I can't handle Thea before breakfast.

But she said you were rehearsing before class. In Studio C.

She changed the time of our rehearsal? But why would she do that?

Lucky I ran into you. Thanks!

Points for getting me breakfast, but I don't do dairy. So no points.

Why aren't you rehearsing with Lena in Studio B?

Studio B? No, in Rehearsal Hall One, in like an hour.

Lena said Ms Carré changed it. I thought you knew.

She's messing with the wrong girl.

Hey man. I thought I'd get you some breakfast.

Why?

Oh. You know... Just cause you're so used to... getting served!

Oooohh! (Laughs) Oooohh!

What's up! (making ridiculing noises)

Come on man. A more experienced dancer crushed you. So what? That's what happens sometimes.

Dash! What if that was the Blok's only chance to break into the underground scene?

And I've blown it for all of us?

Max...

(sighs)

(chuckles) You!

Thea! What do you think you're doing?

You change the time of our rehearsal and you're not even there?

Where were you?

Where were you? You changed the time and the place!

(Lena) You just want me to fail!

No, I don't! What would I care... -(Ms Carré) Girls?

Thea. Lena. Let's see what you've accomplished with the choreography.

Lena's not ready yet, Ms Carré.

Is that true, Lena?

It is, Ms Carré.

That's very disappointing. You have until the end of the day. Be ready.

(sighs)

(Ines) So are you ready to wow Carré?

It's all under control. -Is it, though?

Shouldn't you be rehearsing instead of making things for that obnoxious mentee of yours?

Oh, she's not so bad and she's not mine. But she will be by day's end.

What are you doing? -I'm trying to win!

Yeah, I see that. But the only way to beat Thea is to crush Gabrielle's choreo.

You're right. What am I doing?

That's all I'm saying.

With you for a mentor, Violette will just learn how to take the perfect selfie

and have nothing but minions for friends.

(scoffs) And you think she's better off with you

pretending everything is (childish voice) all so new and exciting!

(Violette) Hello?

What?! -What?!

When my friends and I have a disagreement we like to find fun ways to solve it.

Like... a plié relevé contest. You're probably too old for it, but it sure can be fun.

You'll never keep up. é\N I'm already ahead of you.

(ticking and magical tinkling noises)

(horse neighing)

When you really think about it, we all share a common goal.

(Clive) Whoa... you want to see all the wonders of the world via time travel, too?

What a coincidence! Ouch.

As soon as we get out of this mess, I am going to erase you.

None of us want to be held captive on a farm. We all just want to get back to the future.

So let's work together. Once we're out of here, you can try to catch me.

(bell rings)

And what did you have in mind?

There's a vent up there. I used to hide in it as a kid.

It was the only place my dad never found me.

(Frank) And where does it go?

Not sure. But I do know that it doesn't lead to my uncle's farm.

Clive? -Yeah?

Go up there.

Why do I always get picked? -Up you go Clive, thank you.

(Clive sighs)

(Frank) Twist it. What?

(Frank) Twist it. -(grunts)

(Clive grunts)

(Frank) Come on, Clive!

(jiggling at the door lock)

I forgot my bag.

Stay out of trouble.

(both out of breath)

It's been two hours. Had enough yet?

Hardly. I feel fantastic.

You sure? You seem pretty out of breath.

Nope. Just a breathing technique I learned in my yogal the other week.

It's yoga, not yogal.

Okay. That's it. Ms Carré will be here in a minute and you're a hot mess.

(Ines) If you don't learn this ASAP, then you're gonna fail. Which isn't cool.

So... Learn the dance. OK?

(Ines) Watch.

(classical piano music plays)

(Ms Carré) I trust you're ready, girls?

Actually, I think we should start with a staggering amount of pliés and relevés.

Or did you learn your lesson?

(both) Yes, Ms Carré.

(Ms Carré) Ines. Thank you for trying to stop this childish game.

And thank you for setting an excellent example for your mentee.

Enjoy the company rehearsal. Learn from it.

And be sure your mentee does as well.

Thank you, Ms Carré.

As for you two. Competition between dancers is healthy. To a point.

I will not have you wasting any more of my time, is that clear?

Well good. Let's begin.

(classical piano music plays)

And... plié.

Relevé.

Plié.

Relevé.

(magical tinkling noise)

Why would you do that to me? I need to bathe.

I need my lavender soap.

You know I have a paralytic fear of rats. You could have warned me.

(Frank) You know, Henri, that was actually a pretty good idea.

I'll give you a five-second lead.

(evil laugh) One, two... five. Let's get him.

(Max) Did you see all of that?

(Dash) Only the last half dozen or so. What's that move? A new one?

It's the move that Paul G's dancer did. I just can't get it right.

Why are you trying to do her move? You've got your own.

(Jeff) Too true, dude. You've got some sick moves.

I just don't want us to lose again.

(Jeff) The Blok isn't just you. You can't fail for us if we weren't all there, man.

(Dash) Seems like he kinda set you up. But together, you know we can crush it.

We need some new moves.

(Jeff) Then let's make some up! é\N (Dash) Let's do it!

All right. I'm thinking of something like this... but with a twist.

(Dash) Yeah man.

(Jeff) All right. Cool dude. Alright. Like boom. -(Laughs)

(hip-hop beat plays)

♪ Shake it ♪

Wooh!

Like this. -Uh, uh.

Yeah!

♪ Shake it ♪

Uh.

Woohoo.

Uh. Yeah, nice, Jeff.

Wooh. Woohoo.

♪ Shake it ♪

♪ Shake it ♪

Oh! Wooh.

(Jeff) Alright. Sick.

♪ Shake it ♪

Yes, dude.

You know. You know.

(all laugh)

Nice.

(Dash laughs)

(Jeff) Woo. Woo! See! These moves would have blown Paul G's mind!

I'm good to sleep here.

Me too.

Move. I don't want to be near you. -I can't. I really can't.

You can have her.

No thanks. Even though she liked my outfit.

No, she didn't.

ou don't mess with the Thirds.

(Thea) One girl did that a couple of years ago

and ended up in detention for an entire year.

Well, she did cost us our ticket.

And we looked ridiculous in front of Ms Carré.

Shall I send Ms Carré a note?

I have some scented stationery at my craft station in my room.

OK, never say craft station ever again. And no. We'll send her an e-mail.

Wait! Sorry! I thought some head to head competition would be good.

You thought pitting two dancers against each other in the same class would be good?

We're family and what you did was very wrong.

But everyone knows you don't like each other.

What are you talking about? (Hesitant) Everyone knows that I... love Lena.

(hesitant) Oh right. And, I love Thea.

What's between her and I is friendly competition. And what you did is sabotage.

Exactly. So as your punishment you're going to tidy my room,

darn my pointe shoes and polish my trophies. -Really?!

We'll start there.

You're going to be her mentor?

Why not? She had me at "head to head competition".

That girl is a diabolical genius.

Ugh. She's vile.

Correction. She's me. And somebody needs to nurture that kind of brilliance.

(sighs)

I'm leaving for the rehearsal. Do you need anything?

How about a new pair of feet? -Sorry, can't help you there.

How about...

Oh! Some Dead Sea bath salts? I could really use a nice soak.

Just rub your feet.

You are so cute! Put the ice right there on my feet.

(Ines) I thought you said you were done trying to be a mentor.

It's important to inspire.

Oh, that's good... that's really good...

Come on.

Have fun tonight! And thank you.

There's some origami over there.

(squeals with excitement)