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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...

(Ms Carré) If you can't find a way to get along then I'll do it for you.

Things got totally out of control and now Thea is our roommate.

Oh no...

Dash hurt his ankle. (sighs)

What were you thinking? I have to go somewhere else.

And I still haven't heard from Henri.

Lena and I broke up. I have to get back to the future.

I'm trying to stay focused on ballet and the Blok till things get back to normal.

(video game noises)

(Jeff) Wow. Oh gosh.

(Dash) Pow! What is behind me?

(Jeff) I'm going back.

(Dash and Max laugh)

(laughing and chattering in the background)

(Jeff) Whoa. (Dash) Whoa.

Uh... thank you.

(Max) What is this? Uh... It's a history book.

You might remember it from third period. Hm-hm.

Is the world ending? Are the boys actually studying?

(reads) 'Warehouse La Fleur. 5 pm today.'

Guys! Guys, guys, guys! It's a Blok challenge.

Whoa... since when did we get Blok challenges by written invitation?

Why not just a text? How did they know where to find us?

Guys, should we be worried?

(Jeff) Chill, bro. But it is kinda weird...

(Max) It's fine. And we're definitely doing it.

You know it. We're gonna kill it!

(all) Jeff, Jeff...

What is this? (Jeff) Uh...

It's a flash card.

To study. For math.

It's a math study flashcard.

Fascinating.

Don't be late for my class.

You're learning a level-one lift today.

(Lena) Lift? There may or may not be a test at the end of the day.

What are you doing out of bed?

You should be healing your ankle.

Class in ten.

(Dash) A test?

Did you see that look? Hm? He gave us a look.

A knowing look.

You think he knows about the Blok? (Jeff chuckles)

(classical music plays)

I just don't get how the invitation got inside of the school.

Or how they even knew to come here at all.

It's weird, right? I don't like it.

Not one bit.

(Etienne) And... See how he supports her?

Thea.

You mastered the lift last year. Ines, I've seen success from you.

So... Lena, you're up.

(Lena gasps) Is this a joke?

Because it's not funny.

(sighs)

Lucky for you, you have the whole day to practice this until tonight's test.

You will get this lift, Lena.

Luckier for you, all of you will help her achieve that. Like a team.

(laughs) You look amazing!

Wait. Why are you dressed like that?

Does Etienne know? Do we all have to go undercover?

Did you hurt your ankle or your head?

Stop being so paranoid. I totally look like a guy though, right?

(laughs) Not even a little bit. (sighs)

Three guys just texted me asking why a girl was sneaking into my room.

You're too pretty to look like a boy.

I told you. Strictly business, OK?

What did the doctor say? (sighs)

'Keep icing it. Keep off it. Yada yada...'

I'm going nuts.

But on the plus side, my mom is on her way with all my favorite foods. Mmm...

She's going to have a lot of questions though.

What if I crack under Mama Khan pressure and tell her about the audition?

What if the school finds out?

OK, now you're just making stuff up.

Exercise your mind, not your mouth.

(sighs)

(Max) Swing your body up. Ready?

(groans) No, you gotta go higher than that. Come on.

(Thea) Maybe she doesn't have a normal center of gravity.

She should try water aerobics.

What? They had free lessons at the gym near my house.

I liked it. (Max groans)

She'll be fine. She just needs to open her eyes. She keeps closing them.

So do I, this is painful to watch. (both laugh)

Awesome. You guys are so great. Just really, really fantastic.

Just keep your eyes open and plant your feet.

Maybe do a visualization. And you're sending your energy down, try sending it up.

Like when you're a kid and you feel like you can fly. You just have to think 'up, up'.

OK. Send energy, fly up lie a kid? I don't know what to listen to.

How are we ever going to do this and the Blok?

Is there even enough time to get back for Etienne's test?

T, don't be like that. We just need more time. I've got an inspired idea.

OK, you two keep practicing!

And Max, here's a tip: maybe try using more pressure.

Lena excels in that environment.

(Dash) Oh, wow.

Oh, tropical paradise in a cup.

You guys must need a big favor to risk sneaking food into the dorm.

Kind of. We need you to keep Etienne distracted while we're at the Blok.

How am I supposed to keep Etienne distracted?

The guy barely notices when I'm dancing.

Now that I'm benched, I'm practically invisible.

Besides, I've got my mom coming over. Exactly.

And she arrives just in time for dinner.

And we know how much Etienne loves Mama Khan's food.

So what do you say, bro?

I don't know...

You don't know? Are you sure?

(Dash) Hm... (toy squeaks)

(laughs) I'm in. I'm sure I'm in. I've got you covered.

Woow! (Ines laughs)

Yes!

It's still weird to me that the invite was delivered on home turf though.

(Ines) Hm-hm. Just saying.

(ticking clock, magical tinkling noises)

(door jerks) Dad, are you in there?

I know you're mad at me, but I really think we should talk about what to do next...

Dad? Dad, are you in there?

(ticking clock and magical tinkling)

Dad?

Oh, sir.

You probably have dinner plans, but if you don't...

my mom is on her way with all her famous dishes.

Really?

Well, I'm quite busy, but I don't want to be rude to Mama Khan.

Oh, she would be totally insulted if you didn't join us.

You know how she gets. (laughs)

She's probably bringing enough food for half the city.

So, meet in the dining hall in about an hour?

Sure.

(hip-hop music plays)

(door squeaks open)

So, how's the lift coming on?

I can't talk about it. Etienne will probably work us through the night.

I wouldn't try it here though. No, I won't.

But why?

I mean, you wouldn't want to not get it in front of a crowd.

But what if I did?

(Max) Guys, I'm gonna do some digging. See if I can find out where the invite came from.

I'm going too.

Wooh... Yo, look at this!

Killer moves.

Woohoo!

Nice, bro. I'm Jeff.

Reuben.

I head up El Barrio.

I'm with the Blok. Max Alverez's crew?

Yeah, how do you know about us?

Underground ain't all that underground.

What's he like, anyway? Who? Max?

Oh, dude! He's awesome.

Wait till you get to see him dance.

He's self-taught, never taken a hip-hop class in his life,

but pure raw talent.

I'm telling you. Is that a fact?

Total fact.

Well, I'll see you guys on the floor.

Whatever. Don't worry, we'll be on clean-up duty,

cause we're gonna wipe the floor with you. (chuckles)

So it turns out the invite didn't come from someone from school.

It came from someone from another crew. So we're fine for now.

It's not like everyone knows about the Blok.

Yeah, but someone does.

(ticking clock, horse hooves clattering)

(incomprehensible chattering behind the door)

(Pinky) I simply can't get over the fact that you ate the last woolly mammoth.

It wasn't my fault. I was hungry.

(announcer) And up next, El Barrio!

(cheering and applause)

I would say something. (the audience gasps)

(classical music plays)

(cheering)

Yo! That's our baroque piece! I can't believe that Reuben guy.

He was so cool earlier when he was asking me all about you!

(hip-hop music plays)

(cheering)

(cheering continues)

Do you know him?

No.

(cheering and applause)

(Jeff) Max, stop! (people clamoring)

Stop them.

Surprise. (laughs)

I bet I was the last person you expected to see, hermanito.

This is payback. Yeah?

Yo! I can't believe that... Who was that guy?

No one. He's just trying to throw us off our game.

He just stole our choreography. We should bail.

Relax.

He's just trying to intimidate us.

We just need some new moves.

What if we do ballet?

Thea, you start with that spin thing you do.

No one ever does ballet at a street challenge, right?

We infuse it with a bit of hip-hop and we blow them away with the floor!

(laughs) I think you're mixing up your metaphors.

You either blow them away or you wipe the floor with them.

OK. (laughs)

Let's blow them away.

Yes! L coming through with the good ideas.

(Thea) Fine. But I'm doing the lift. You'll fall on your face.

I will not. I can do it. You can't. End of story.

It's true! Would you stop?

Guys, come on! This is it, alright?

Jeff, you start by coming in from the left... Guys, come in, come in.

Ines, you come in from the right.

Thea, do that spin...

(exhales)

It is great to see you again, Mrs Khan.

Well, it is great to feed you again.

Where in the world did you learn to cook like this?

My mother taught me. And I teach Dash.

He's an excellent cook, you know.

In fact, Dash is excellent at quite a lot of things, did you know that, Etienne?

He's a champion cricketer. Excels in languages.

And tennis... Ma, stop.

He doesn't want to hear about all that.

Now that you've gone and injured yourself, maybe it's time that you came back home.

What's that supposed to mean?

Well, we've always talked about you going to a more academically-centered school

so you can get into a good university.

The only future I've ever dreamed about is a future in ballet.

Well, ballet, like tennis and cricket, they're fun hobbies.

It's not a career. Ballet is not a hobby.

It's my passion.

And there's no way I'm giving it up.

I'm sorry, Ma, but no.

You could always compromise.

Go back to London and dance.

At the London School of Ballet.

So what's the next step, boss?

Now that we know what that timepiece can do.

(Frank) Yeah. Time loops!

Incredible.

We're going to lay low. Learn everything we can...

(Clive) Do you think he knows? (Pinky) What?

Mr Victor. You think he knows he's stuck in that office

doing the same thing over and over and over again?

(Frank) Who cares? He's off our backs. That's all that matters.

Hi, Henri!

Bye, Henri!

Get him!

(announcer) Yo. Up now, the Blok!

(hip-hop music plays) (cheering and applause)

(cheering)

(Max) Now, Thea! The lift.

(Thea) What are you doing? You're blocking me!

(Thea) Get out of my way!

(Max) Lena! Do it!

(applause and cheering)

(cheering)

Your mom should come and cook more often.

Sir?

So, you knew about the audition?

Why didn't you say anything?

I wanted to see what you would do.

What was that?

That was me making sure Lena nailed the lift here

so she could get it later in front of Etienne. Otherwise we'd be there all night.

OK, good thinking. But don't ever do it again.

OK, your highness. (Thea sighs)

So...

What's really going on?

What did that guy say to you? Nothing, alright?

It's like I told you.

He's just trying to intimidate us, I promise. OK?

(announcer) Hey, hey, yo. We had some competition here today.

The newcomers, the Blok, were really tight,

but that wicked number by El Barrio wins the night!

(cheering)

(Reuben) Yes. That's how it's done. (laughs)

Hey, hey! Better luck next time.

Max, is it?

(in Spanish) Congrats.

(in Spanish) Been waiting a long time for this, yeah?

(in Spanish) You think you're such a bad boy living on the edge?

(in Spanish) We're not doing this here.

(in Spanish) Don't want your friends to know all your secrets?

And hey, I didn't steal your dance.

Those moves are mine. I simply took them back.

What's the problem? Are you scared they're going to find out?

(Jeff) Find out what? Who is this guy?

(shouts in Spanish) He's nobody! He's nothing!

(Lena gasps)

You keep telling yourself that, bro.

(laughter)

You never notice me.

For once, I just wanted to be noticed for who I am,

not who I am next to Max.

And if I praised you? Hm? You wouldn't push yourself so hard.

But you praise Max all the time.

Because he needs it.

Dash, you have perfect technique.

But you lack passion. Today is the first time I've ever heard you passionate about ballet.

You bring that into the studio and I guarantee you'll give Max Alverez a run for his money.

Sir!

Sir, I just wanted to say thank you. Thank you.

Thank you for everything.

(sighs with relief)

(Lena gasps)

(Etienne clears his throat)

Let's go. I don't have all night.

Max, Lena. Care to show us what you've got?

Where did you practice this? I haven't seen you all day.

The courtyard. The grounds.

Ah, yes. You've been working non-stop.

That was... adequate.

Lena, lifts are something you're going to have to master if you really want to make Company.

Yes, sir.

Pass.

(giggles excitedly)

You OK? Yeah.

What's Max got that I don't?

Passion. (scoffs)

That word... again.

Bring that into the studio. That's what you're missing in there.

You kissed me. As an experiment.

It sends neurotransmitters.

I wanted to show you what passion can do. Get it?

Uh-uh. See?

It's scientifically possible to prove everything.

(both laugh)

Hi, Ma.

Thanks for coming today. It was great.

(laughs) Yes, I'm still full.

One other thing.

Ballet is my life and I'm never giving it up.

I'll call you next Sunday, OK?

Bye.

(Lena and Ines laugh)

It was no big deal!

Are you crazy? It's huge!

How was it? It was fine.

And it was nothing more than an exercise to get him out of his head and into the game.

Yeah, sure.

I was taking one for the team. Don't read too much into it.

Whatever you say...

Hey, do you feel like going for a walk? I need some air.

Nah... I've got stuff to do.

What? Like think about that non-kiss?

Enjoy your walk...

(giggles) Oh, I will.

You enjoy thinking about that non-kiss, now.

And I know what you did at the Blok challenge, telling me I shouldn't try the lift.

What? No presh, huh?

Thanks for the push. It was just a little nudge.

(chuckles)

(laughs)

(Etienne lays the piano)

(phone rings)

Mrs Khan!

(on the phone) Thank you for helping push Dash towards the London School of Ballet.

I knew the threat of Eton and Harrow would scare him straight.

If he won't give up ballet, at least he'll be closer to home.

(Etienne) Anything for you, Mrs Khan.

For you and your delicious Malai kofta.

(beating heart, whooshing sound)

(Lena) Henri?

(Henri) Lena.