All language subtitles for Find.Me.in.Paris.S01E20.Secret.and.Pointes.WEBRip.x264-ION10

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...

Some other underground crew
stole our choreography...

Yo, that's our baroque piece!

And Max got into a fight
with its leader...

Surprise. Hermanito.

Also, turns out that our guest
choreographer is Max's father...

What are you doing here?
I wanted to see
how my son was doing.

Everyone feels so betrayed.

He told us his parents were
dead.

But I'm sticking by him.

I feel bad about bailing on
the Blok rehearsal last night.

You should.
He needed us last night.
Don't. He deserved it.

He lied to us, remember?

So, is Max even his real name?

(Lena) Oh, come on.
You can't stay mad
at him forever.

(Thea) Can't we, Lena?

Guys, he's our friend.

Yes, he messed up,
but he feels really bad
about it.

He's got all this stuff
with his dad.

He needs our support right now.

(Armando) Good afternoon.
(clears his throat)

I'm very happy to have
my assistant here with me today,

who also happens to be my son.

This is Reuben.

Hey, guys. Nice to meet you.

(Dash) So, wait... That guy's...
(Jeff) Max's brother?

More secrets and lies.

(Armando) Okay, shh shh.
Let's get started, shall we?

We're going to have some fun
with this end of season show.

We'll take a very classic ballet
and make it very current.

So, Reuben, if you could pair
with Lena there, please.

(Reuben) We go from the turn
to the développé.

(classical piano music plays)

(Armando)
Good extension, lovely, good.

Lovely. Turn and chassé, good.

Find the eyeline, lovely!
And good.

Great, let's just hold it there,
thank you. Good. Very nice.

So, partner up.

(chattering in the background)

You'll get better.
OK.

(Dash whispers) Look busy.
(Jeff) Oh, oh...

Hey.

Don't overwork your ankle.
Me?

You'll pay for that later.

Take it easy, yeah?
(Dash) Hm. Thanks.
(fake laugh)

We're doomed.
Yeah.

(Jeff groans)

Hey, Lena, right?

(Jeff groans)
Why didn't Max tell us
that's his brother?

They went head to head in the
Blok challenge.

Well, clearly, there's more to
the story.

No, Dash is right.
This is a situation.

OK, we need a plan, a strategy,
a work-around. The upper hand.
Something!

OK? He can now bust us
with one word to Ms Carré,
and it's all Max's fault.

Oh. Cool moves in there, bro,

but try to keep up
with the choreography.

Unless it's too hard for you?
(scoffs)

I thought
we weren't going to do this.
No.

I said I wasn't going to come
to your little boys' club

that you call a school,
hermanito.

Now you're in my world.
This is payback.

So, are we done?
Not even close.

Hey, very nice work
in there, chica.
You've got real talent.

(Armando) OK, break is over,
everyone. Let's go.

I want connection and focus.

And seven, and eight, and one
and two. Three, four... Oh..

(Lena whispers)
Stop changing the choreography!

What are you doing?
Stop it! (grunts)

(Armando) Stop, stop, stop!

Max...

What are you doing?

Making some changes.

Yes, I can see that,
but I want the piece performed,
not interpreted.

Well, your choreography
is just a little conservative.
I was just making it better.

I see. So more jumping
like a bunny rabbit?

More swinging your limbs
without purpose?
More confusing your partner?

More interesting.
Or we can go with yours
and put the audience to sleep.

But it's your call
at the end of the day... boss.
(students gasp)

OK, here's what you've done.

You've replaced
thoughtful choreography
with your ego, like an amateur.

So get out.

(shouts) Now!

(Lena sighs)

(Armando clears his throat)

OK. Next two up, please.

I'm sorry if I embarrassed you.

You didn't embarrass me. You
just keep embarrassing yourself.

Oh, so it's my fault?
Why are you taking his side?

Because your side
doesn't make sense.

You're just too stubborn
and entitled to see it.

(laughs)

So, is this the big, 'are you
gonna tell on us' moment?

Come on, man, just tell us
if you're gonna tell on us.
I can't take this.

Why would I tell on you? Huh?

(Reuben) I want you to dance.
Anywhere. Everywhere.

You are at this school
to learn ballet.

But you learn to dance
by dancing.

Maybe even for me...

Was that a riddle?

What does that even mean?
It means we're good, bro.

Were you raised
in a fairy tale?

He was blackmailing us.

He's saying there is no Blok.
Not anymore.

He's saying we have to dance
for him, or he'll tell Ms Carré.

(ticking clock
and magical tinkling noises)

(sighs)

(Oscar)
Maybe we should take a break.

No, no, come on. Keep going.
I can do this.

(electronic sound)
(Oscar) Finally!

(Henri gasps)

Whoa... What?

Good. Now reverse the process.

(hesitant) OK.

(grunts) Ouch!

OK. You can't really stop
something in time.

You only slow it down to a point
where you can't see it move.
But it's still moving.

(sighs) Are you sure
we should be training him?

I mean that timepiece
can do a ton of weird stuff.

We have to prepare him,
at least.

(sighs)

I'm not going to lie, son.

The Time Collectors
won't give up.

And Francie will be right
back here when she finds out
you gave her the fake timepiece.

At least you'll have a chance.
You'll be somewhat prepared.

You seem to have a gift
for getting out of trouble.
And getting in it.

Well...

We have that in common.

OK, let's try again.

May I join you?

What do you want?

I'd like to have dinner
with my son.

Oh, OK. Um...

I think Reuben's around here
somewhere.

Here we go...

You're both my sons.

Yeah, well. You took him
and then you sent me off
to boarding school.

Great parenting. Thank you, Dad.

That's not the way it happened
and you know it.

It's the way I remember it.

Your mother took you both
back to England.

And then you insisted that
Reuben come with you when
you joined the Empire Ballet.

No, Reuben came to New York
with me when he didn't get
into Harrow and you did,

and your mother was too busy
globe-hopping to look after him.

Don't talk to me about her.

So, I heard the kids talking.

(scoffs)

You really said we were
both dead? Did you have
to make it so... permanent?

Why have you come here?

Is it really to torture me?

No.

I came here to get to know you.
Oh great, so now
you're interested in my life?

(scoffs)
OK.

OK, let's see.

After purposely getting
expelled from Harrow
just to torture your mother,

you auditioned for
the Grand Prix under an alias,

and won a spot in every
elite ballet school in Europe.

You picked the Paris Opera
Ballet School, not only
because it was the best,

but because you thought I would
never come back here, right?

But who do you think convinced
your mom to let you come here?

But yeah, you're right.

I'm not interested.

What's my favorite band?

What's my favorite food?

What is my favorite color?

Hey, guys.
Hey.

What's for dinner?
Perfect timing,
as usual, Reuben.

Here, you can have mine.

I bet you know
what his favorite color is.

Food: chicken salad
from Fancy Fresh Cafe.

Band: Halo Sun. Color: green.

You heard that?
We all heard it.

You heard everything?

That you're an amazing dancer?
How proud he is?

Yeah. We heard that too.

(sighs)

My parents adopted Reuben
when we were still
living in Spain.

He was a street kid.

He had no-one.

And I worshipped him.

He was an incredible dancer,
even then.

We were inseparable.

And then...

It's OK.

You can tell me.

Well, he came to visit me
at boarding school,

which was very different
to what we were both used to.

And he did
his whole "Reuben" thing.

He started a big fight.

I don't know how he got into it,
but... it was big enough.

It's just easier to pretend
sometimes that you're alone.

You know?

I get it.

I did a lot of strange things
when I first got here.

Trust me. Being a...
princess can be weird.

I've just wanted to pretend to
be someone else sometimes too.

(chuckles)

Follow me.

Come on.
Nothing gets fixed
by you just sitting there.

(laughs)

(both laugh)

(Thea) OK. So here's the intel.

Reuben is an amazing dancer.

He's also a really big deal
in the underground scene
in New York and Madrid.

So can somebody tell me
how dancing with him would be
the worst thing in the world?

(Jeff) Uh... It wouldn't be.

But it wouldn't be the Blok,
either.

Maybe we can ask him to leave us
out of it. Max can take the hit.

I mean, the Blok
was his idea, anyway.

Dash, are you serious?
Um...

That's cold.
(Jeff) Yeah, I'm not
selling out my boy.

OK, so we know
that's not an option.

What are we gonna do
about Reuben?

(hip-hop music plays)

(Jeff) Hmm... Hmm?

Those moves are signature Max.
Uh-uh. That's a stretch...

No, he's right.

(Thea)
That backflip is Max's go-to.

You don't think he's...

That Reuben's here to rip off
more of the Blok. Yeah, I do.

Don't be so paranoid.
Don't be so naive.

So... You've been rehearsing
this whole time
under the school.

But you've never been caught.
Yeah, Max was always careful.

See, street dance
is about taking risks.

Risks that
you can't take upstairs.

You're a crew, but Max is
only one part of that crew.
Or he was... (scoffs)

So now what?

(suspenseful music)

I promise to observe
and not interfere.

I will erase marks made by
others, and not make any myself.

I will not give time,
nor take any away.

I will let it pass,
again and again.

Congratulations, Henri.
You just took
the Time Traveler's Oath.

I'm gonna fix this.

I'm gonna get Lena home,
stop the Time Collectors

and redirect Francie
away from us.

Good luck, my son.
Thanks, Dad.

You gave me more than that.

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

Wooh!

(cheering)

(cheering continues)

(whooping)

What's this?

Isn't it cool?

Kids come here
for all kinds of fun things.

(scoffs) Yeah. It's
a youth center. I know that,
but what are we doing here?

Don't be mad.

What have you done, Lena?

Well... A lot of these kids
don't have families and...

I thought it would help you
appreciate the one you have.

You could remember
where Reuben came from

and use who you actually are
to make a difference.

I spent a lot of time
working with kids back home.

Part of the "Princess duties".
And these kids love to dance.

And...
they don't have a teacher.

(cheering)

Wait, Lena...

Lena!
Hi, everyone.

So this is your new teacher.

He is one of the brightest
students at the Paris
Opera Ballet School.

And you're really lucky
to have him.

Max Alverez Castillo. (laughs)

Maybe he's lucky to have me.
I can give you some pointers.

Now let's see what you've got.

OK, OK...

Wow.

Look at that move.
Really good. Yeah, I loved it.

(gasping)

(chattering)

(whooping)

Wow.
Yes.

That's ballet.

Well, yeah... Of course it is.

Ballet is the foundation
for all dancing. Come on,
you need to know the basics.

Yeah, thanks. But I think
we got the basics down.

Check it.

(sing) Hey! Hey! Hey!

(applause)

That looks
like a challenge to me.

What do you think, Lena,
can you put some music on?

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

So, Henri...

You're working
with Francie now?

Not a good idea, Henri...

(heavy breathing)

Oh! Hello, Henri.

I really should have seen
that coming.

You know your friend Francie
ruined the port-a-portal?

It's kind of hard
not to take that personally.

(ticking clock
and magical tinkling noises)

(ticking and tinkling
slows down, then stops)

No way.

(laughs)

(laughs)

That was so easy. Pff.

Yo. Whoever you are,
we've never heard of you.

But this is you
hearing about us.

I've got myself a new crew.
And we're calling you out.

As long as you still know
how to bring it.

Well?

Do we know how to bring it?

Are we still the Blok?

Well, you know I am.

(Jeff) Come on, man.
You're just jealous.

And I know you don't
actually hate Max.

And I know you want to serve it
to those little kids. Admit it.

(Ines laughs)

(Dash) OK, yeah. I'm in.

Are you gonna say you're in?

(in Thea's voice) 'Oh my god,
I really want to be in. Thank
you so much for asking me.'

No problem, T, I got you!
Don't worry.

(Jeff) Hey. Reuben.

We're the Blok.

You can do whatever you
gotta do, man. But we're out.

Yeah, I know.

You're a crew.

And you wouldn't be a crew
without Max.

So I'm gonna keep your secret.

(Ines and Dash laugh)

You mean you're not going
to sell us out to Ms Carré?

Nah... I wouldn't do that.

I noticed you were mad at Max.

Sometimes it's OK to be mad
and still be in a crew.

Maybe I needed to play the
villain to let you know that.

Whoa... You may not be evil,
but you're mad sneaky, yo.
(all laugh)

I'm still gonna crush you
with my crew,

but for now,
you have a challenge.

I told you they'd come.

You got questions, big man?

We're Max's crew.
Who are you?

Hey. We're Max's crew.

We'll dance for it.

Oh.
Alright.

(cheering)
(Lena laughs)

(hip-hop music plays)

Yo.
Hey.

Ah, yo. Hit that Milly Rock.

(laughing) Hey.

(whooping and cheering)

(cheering continues)

Alright, alright.

Wow! Hey.

(whooping and cheering
continues)

(more cheering)

Wooh!

(cheering)

(whooping and cheering)

That's... cute.

Until next time, hermanito.

Yeah, when's that gonna be,
Reuben?

Well...I guess you're gonna
have to wait and see.

Just know that I let
your little Blok stay together

just so I can destroy it myself.

Hey, hold up.
Huh?

Uh, I did something really dumb.

I lied to my friends.

I know it was a horrible thing
to do. Because these guys
believed in me.

And I call them my friends,
but I definitely don't treat
them that way.

That's low, Ballet.

(all chuckle)

Yeah... Yeah, I know, sprout.

It's Hugo.

(Dash laughs)
Woooooooo!

Are we gonna dance or what?

(cheering)

We good?

We will be.

Maybe if you do
my laundry or something.

(scoffs) No chance.

(laughs)

(hip-hop music
in the background)

So, are you glad
that you don't have to pretend
to be that guy anymore?

Hey, that's still me.

(imitates Max)
'Yo, chica. Watch and learn.

All this, no formal training.'

OK, OK... please.

Maybe not that part, but...
the rest of it is still me...

Well, that's good.

Why's that?

Cause I really like that guy.

(laughs)

(Jeff) Hey. Yo, what's up, Thea?
What are you looking at?

Hey, what is it? (gasps)

Oh, just look at me.
Come on, let's just dance.

(both chuckle)