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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 ♪

(Jeff) Previously...
Can I talk to Zack, please?

I still haven't heard back
from Zack about the hip‐hop show
in LA and I'm freaking out.

What's wrong?
Nothing.

Think I might want
to reconsider.

Romy and Simon
have been billeting at school,

but Romy went to the future
and discovered
she wasn't going to get in.

(sobbing) I didn't get into
the Paris Opera Ballet School.

I've gotta go
into the Bureau for a few days.
Why?

You just have to trust me.

Nico left us to go back to the
Bureau and now we don't know
whose side he's on anymore.

(Quinn) Are you ready
to bring them in?

Yes.

I can't even hold a thought
in my head.

I can't believe
that the audition
for company is today.

Let's talk about the plan.
Have you heard from Nico yet?

No, Ines. No Bureau talk.

Okay? Our dance futures
are at stake.

I'm gonna miss
your weird pregame ritual.

Lena, you can't cry.
This isn't the end.
It's just another step.

There are two spots.
And we're gonna get them.
One and two. Simple.

(sighs) The competition
is gonna be so tough.

I mean, there are girls
auditioning from the best
ballet schools in the world.

(whining) Guys! Help me.

My bun looks like a spaceship
has just landed on my head.

(Romy) My Dad usually
does my competition buns.
(sighs)

I mean, I'm auditioning for
the Paris Opera Ballet School.
Like, it's gotta be good!

It's okay, it's okay.
Yeah, it's growing out of
the side of your head, but...

Here, I'll fix it, grab that.

I thought Nico
would be back by now.

Then again, he probably
has some crazy ritual
of lunging around Paris.

Don't mock my rituals.

You okay, little buddy?

You look like you just got
werewolved in a Resident
of Terror House. You alright?

(sighs) No. Nuh‐uh.

I'm really freaking out about
this audition. What if I don't
get into the school next year?

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Chill out with that negative
self‐talk, you hear me?

(phone rings)

Oh, it's just my mom.
I'll call her back.

She gets super chatty
on big... day... events.

Dude! Come on. Not you, too.

Here is your ping pong paddle.
I'll be right there. Alright?
And then we'll lunge.

I got your rituals... covered.

(door closes)
(sighs)

Hup!
No! I'm good, I'm good.
I'm totally cool. Okay?

It's what I like to hear.
Alright. Go warm up.

You can't both be freaking out
at the same time.

It's all gonna be okay.
I promise.

(sighs) I come up here
when I need to chill.

And next year,
this can be your place.

I don't get in.

What?

I did something
when I had your timepiece.

I zipped to the future
and saw the rejection letter.

(sharp exhale) Okay.

If today wasn't so important,
I would travel back in time,

whip that timepiece
out of your hand,
ground you for life

and subject you to
a thousand pliés relevés!

(scoffs) I'm sorry.

I just really want to dance with
the Paris Opera Ballet School.

Well, it hasn't happened yet.
You're just gonna have to
give it everything you've got.

Okay. I will.

(Lena) Let's go.

(ticking clock)

Here are your pointes
and extra bobby pins,

although I used a good hair
spray so it would take a sledge
hammer to move that bun.

You got this.
Take flight on those jumps.

Chin up. Extend.

Gabrielle loves grace,
so bring all the grace
that you've got.

(Jeff and Lena) And hey, don't be afraid
to feel the feelings and express yourself.

(Jeff and Lena laugh)

(sighs)

(tearful) He's just come so far.
And we've bonded.
He's a good dude.

(Lena)
And she's really blossoming.

Now, come on.
Let's go make company!
(both cheer)

Don't forget to breathe,
use the space.

Hard work's done now.
Remember, enjoy yourself.

Thank you, sir.

That's good.
I like this focus, Mr. Chase.

Pah! Whooo!

Thanks, Mr. Castillo.

Lena...
(Lena laughs)

Just be yourself.
You're ready.

You've got everything you need.
You'll be great.

You'll be great.

I don't care if you say
the same thing to me.
Please just say something.

Ines, you're ready.
You're more than ready.

Now, go out there
and get those two spots.

One and two. I'm betting on it.

(giggles)
Okay.

I like this, I like this.
We could do like a team one.

Like a triangle.
No, I can't. I'm rubbish,
I'm rubbish, have fun.

(gentle piano music plays)

(music stops)

(Gabrielle) Thank you, Romy.

Ah! I was so good!
I like, channeled
my inner Pavlova! (chuckles)

Come on. You got this, dude.
Go. Yeah.

(gentle piano music plays)

(sighs) Come on, Nico,
you said you'd be here.

You mean he's still not here?

I've texted him
like a hundred times.

Oh man.
It's maybe my fault.

I... I told him not to audition
and take a spot if he wasn't
serious about ballet.

Well, it's not your fault.
He'll be here.
(Isaac sighs)

Henri, it's me.
Nico's not here.

I'm really worried about him.
See if you can find him, okay?

I think something's wrong.
Thanks.

(Isaac sighs)
There are a lot of dancers.

We only have one spot, remember?

Don't even. We have a deal.

We're not talking about this.
Not today.

Okay.

(all whisper)
Team Paris Opera!

(sighing)

Hello?

Oh, hey, Jill! Oh, yes. Wow!

Really?
Oh, well, I'll let them know.

I just got off the phone
with my weather girl and it is
going to be a super sunny day.

I'm about to make history
in a few moments.

I am going to set the "barre"...
super high.

(Jeff) Get it? Cause "barre"?
Yeah, right.

Hey, Isaac. No nerves.

(announcer)
Jeffrey Chase.

That's me.
(chuckles)

(upbeat piano music starts)

(music stops)

(member of the jury)
Thank you, Mr. Chase, we'll
now take a five‐minute break.

Zack! What are you doing here?

You didn't answer my calls.
I'm here on business,
I came to see what's up.

I have great news.
We're offering you the job as
host for the dance show in LA.

Your reel was
off the charts, man.

You get to showcase your stuff,
choreograph, the whole shebang.
(chuckles)

Really?
Really.

So I'll send a car for you
first thing tomorrow.

You're on the noon flight to LA.

Whoa. Wait... What?

I don't even know
if I made company yet.

I gotta graduate
with my friends.

Sorry, man,
we need to know today.

You're either in or you're out.
Hip‐hop or ballet, my man.

You gotta choose.

Okay. I gotta finish this,
but I'll get back to you, asap.

(piano music plays
in headphones)
(Ines panting)

(announcer)
Ines Lebreton.

Talk me down. I can't breathe.

Ballet is our superpower.
One and two. It's ours.

Ines, seriously, breathe.
Are you okay?

You're right. I've got this.
(clap hands)

(both laugh)

(upbeat piano music starts)

(music stops)

Yes! That was perfect.

(chuckles) That's the best
I've ever seen you dance.

Seriously.
Not a slouch in sight.
You totally rocked it.

Thank you.
I practically danced it
with you!

How do you feel?
I don't know.

Oh man, the nerves
just kicked in. Phew.

(announcer)
Claudine Renault!

(excited gasping)

That. Is. How. It's. Done!

We made callbacks!

(both scrape throat)

(piano music plays
in headphones)

Who was that guy?

Oh, it's probably
not the right time,
but... it's now or never.

That's Zack.
He's a producer. From LA.

I secretly filmed us dancing
and I sent that to him
as my reel

and he came here today
to tell me that there's a ton
of hits on the website.

I'm gonna get to host,
to choreograph
and I'm so sorry.

I should have told you,
I just didn't want you
to lecture me

and I didn't want you
to be disappointed in me.

But I got the job.
He offered it to me.
Like today.

I don't know
what makes me more furious.

The fact that you filmed us
without telling us,

or that you're telling me this
minutes before the most
important moment of my life.

Get out of my face. Now.

(music continues in headphones)

(sighing)

(piano music plays
in headphones)

(phone beeps)

Henri, I can't exactly
talk right now. I'm about
to audition for company.

Lena, I'm so sorry.

I don't know if I should even
tell you this, but Frank and I
checked the tracker.

And Nico is still in the Bureau.
He's in the boardroom.

I don't know what it means,
but I think he's playing us.

No!
Lena, you have to accept
the fact that...

I can't talk.
I'll call you later!

(Lena's piano piece
plays on stage)

Claudine stole my music!
Claudine stole your music!

(Lena) She did this on purpose.
She knows this is my music.

And I'm next.
What am I gonna do?

That is how it's done.

(announcer)
Lena Grisky!

(breathes heavily)

Maybe I should have waited till
after the audition to tell Lena.

Henri, Nico's up to something,
for sure. I know it!

His dot keeps moving,
so it's not like he's
been captured or anything.

(electronic buzzing)

Oh, whoa. That's weird.
He's just arrived at the school.

But the auditions
are at the Garnier.

Exactly.

Okay, you stay here,
wait for the girls.
I'll go check this out.

(nervous breathing)

(Lena's piano piece starts)

Sorry. I'll need to start over.

This isn't my music.
There must have been a mix‐up.

(Pavane Opus 50 starts playing)
(Armando) Oh, no no no.

What's happening?

That's not her routine.

I know. But look at her.

(Ines) She's flawless.

This is Lena to the core.

She's behind by an eighth.

(Armando and Ines)
She's not.

You need
to come with me right now!
No way.

Now, Romy.
They're asking where I took you.

Any minute they will realize
that we all snuck you out
and we're gonna be in trouble.

I'm not going!
No matter what.

(PA system)
Romy Jensen,
report to Studio A for sign‐in.

I have to go.
I'm sorry,
but I can't let you go.

So now, Romy.

You're scaring me!
Back off!

I said now!

Romy!

Help. Please!
(Nico) Romy! Open the door!

Nico's trying to take me
to the Bureau.

He's definitely on Team Evil.
Hurry. I'm in the closet.

(reads) 'Help.'

Oh no.

(suspenseful music)

(gasps)

No, let me go!
(beep, whooshing)

(music stops)

(breathes heavily)

So, that right there,
that's how it's done.

I...

(sighs, chuckles)

(ahems)
I almost passed out
when you stopped that music.

And then when you started
the new routine, I...
Did you just make that up?

(chuckles) I did.
I was feeling it.

You were. We all were.

Lena, that was breathtaking.
(sighs, chuckles)

Where is Ines?

She just left.

Okay.

(exhales)

(dramatic piano music plays)

Finally! Emotion and technique.

Are you seeing this?

(music stops)

Talk about pulling it out
at the last minute.
That was thrilling.

That was...
That was the next level.
I'm so proud of you.

So proud. Now, go and celebrate.
You deserve it.

(chuckles) Thank you, sir.

(suspenseful music)

(Simon) Where's Romy?
They're calling her in
right now.

I don't know.

Is he here?

You, go.
It's best that you're
not involved in this.

Involved in what?

Nico took Romy.
She was terrified.

I kept hoping I was wrong.

Okay, me too.
What next?

We need to get to Lena.
What if he's gone
after her next?

Okay, let's go!
Go, go, go!

A text to meet in the studio
right after company auditions
can only be a good thing, right?

We did really well, right?

Let's not freak out yet.
It's probably good news.
(both sigh)

Hey, where's Jeff and Ines?

There you are.
We have to go.

We need to hide.
Nico took Romy. He's a traitor.

Oh no.

What's going on?

I met Mr. Marcus, who told me
he was following one of
my promising students.

It's come to my attention
that this is Jeffrey's audition
for a hip‐hop show.

Oh, please, no.

Are you kidding me?

(ominous music)

You are all disqualified.

No! No, just disqualify me!

Just me.
I'm the one who deserves this.

They had nothing to do with it.
I didn't even tell them
I was filming them.

They just thought
it was a fun thing to do.
They didn't know.

I didn't mean to hurt anyone.
I'm so sorry.

(sobbing)

Oh, dude!

You okay?

Thank you. Talk to me, man,
I really messed up.

I'm freaking out.
I think I broke Isaac's heart.

Come on, let's get out of here
and get some air.

(beep, whooshing)