Original subtitles

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!

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 ♪

♪ Let me take you home ♪

♪ 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.

- 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 ♪

♪ 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.

- 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 ♪

♪ 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 ♪

♪ 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 ♪

♪ 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 ♪

♪ 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 ♪