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Previously on Dance Academy.

Do you wanna get out of here?

Pact or no pact, you know
I'm still shipping Benster.

I'm still waiting for you.

I have managed to lure back one
of the Company's leading lights. Ah!

Speak of the devil!

Devil? That's a bit unfair.

All's well in Kat Land? See ya.

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I'm the driver
of my own destiny.

I'm in the express lane
to fulfilment.

We dance 60 hours a week.

If this is the express lane,
it's seriously congested.

OK, so I'm eternally grateful

I scored a fill-in role
with the Company

but you know what I'd find helpful?

One of those training montages
you get in movies.

You know, where the character
starts off hopeless

but they lay
a cool soundtrack down...

..and all the hard work happens
in entertaining, bite-sized chunks.

Suddenly, time's passed and
the character's life is transformed.

I could fast-forward
through this year,

edit myself getting into the Company.

Becoming a soloist, even a principal.

And yes, it sort of means
wishing my life away.

But if someone offered
a magical shortcut,

wouldn't I be a masochist
not to take it?

What let down.
Our pas de deux was your ego.

Sorry, dust mites.
And complete lack of support!

Support? I'm carrying you
out there, pumpkin.

Go ice your ankle.
Look at you.

You're not even
the tiniest bit worn down?

Nope.

Come with me. It's not sweaty, much.

Real dancing.
It's exactly what I needed.

It's good to be prepared.
Scouts taught me that.

You're expecting to get bumped up
to soloist?

Oh, there's a chance
it could happen.

Sure. Salmonella could sweep
the Company

or there's always mass alien
abduction.

A tiny, tiny lentil-sized chance.

Sorry.
Sorry, my bad.

No, it's not bad. It's, um...

We're both tired.
Things get blurred when you're tired.

Totally.

So, starting over?

This is so hot, it's...

A highly contagious,
blistering illness.

Right. In fact, I do believe
it was born to go viral.

How have we not hung out before?

I totally upheld.

There was a kiss brewing but
I stuck strong to No Boy Pact.

Was it strength or something else?

I'm offended by that suggestion
because that would make me pathetic.

On this we agree.

I'm a lot of things
but I'm not pathetic.

I'm evolved. I'm an upholder.

Anyway, boring. Enough about me.

No, surely not.

So how's things with you?

What sort of things?
Life. Dancing.

That piece of rockmelon you've been
pushing around your plate

for the past 20 minutes.
Do you want it?

I'm actually at capacity.

Although I just remembered,

you may lose your appetite
once you feast your eyes on this.

Chicken pox?
Chicken pox. Chicken pox.

How did you get my song?

That was a work in progress.

Ah, Abigail. The miracles
of modern medicine.

Gout made way for
acute boredom-icitis.

But I probably shouldn't overextend.

Weight over the supporting leg.

Come on, guys, give me some focus.

It's not just this morning. I don't
think I've seen her eat in ages.

And? What, do you want to know if my
eating disorder radar was tingling?

Kat dreams in steak burgers.
I share a room with her. She's fine.

Yeah, but don't you think
she's been different lately?

Hey, I really like
the Chicken Pox song.

And lunge. Much better, Christian.

I told him my computer
was off limits.

Christian's more of a henchman
than a criminal mastermind.

You?

Hi. Sorry to interrupt.
Could I possibly borrow Ben?

Uh...
We won't be a sec.

Sure.

You know, aside from the fact that
my song was a work in progress...

Yet you made a film clip for it.

..we toasted that we'd both spend
this year exploring other options.

So how are yours shaping up?
Oh, well, let's see.

Um, after I don't get
into the Company,

I'm looking forward to a fulfilling
career as a commercial dancer.

Commercial dancing?
You have no idea.

You would be laughed off
your first podium.

Says who?

Oliver! Is this some kind of
dance-off challenge?

Well, she said she noticed me
in the Corps

and I've improved heaps
since last year.

Dangle, awesome.
Stop calling me that.

I'll stop when
Tara stops dangling you.

Ah, it's the dangler herself.

Celebratory protein shake?
What did Saskia want?

Only to give our Benster
some private coaching.

You can't go.
What?

She's the star principal
of the Company.

It's a no-brainer even for Dangle.
She's a terrible teacher.

She uses the back breaking method,
remember?

You don't think I should do it?

You're asking
like she's your girlfriend.

If Tara doesn't want to be with you,

then you can't expect her
to make your life decisions.

Do whatever you think is right, Ben.

Oh, I need a safe house. You're
eating! The crunchy ones. Unusual.

I know. The chewy ones reign supreme

but sometimes
you just gotta make do.

This. This is what we need.

Confectionary posing as health food?

No, you, me, no stressing about
the Company, boys, any of it.

Well, pull up a pillow.
I will be but a moment.

Ugh, rotten dotcom.

Must have been that dodgy
tandoori chicken I ate at lunch.

Not the muesli bars?

Is there anything I can do?

Um, raincheck girl time.
I think I have to get horizontal.

How well do you know
Act 2 pas de deux?

Five weeks in the Corps,
you totally know it.

Yeah. Um, look, thanks so much
for thinking of me but...

Tara.

I know it's awkward
because you guys are friends.

Yeah, kind of. It's a little tricky.

I totally get that, I do.
Last year got messed up.

I mean you were there. You know.

I didn't quite embrace my inner
teacher the way I wanted to.

But you're really talented.

Really freakishly talented and
I'd hate to see you overlooked.

Is that a possibility to...

How about we just do one session
together and see how it goes?

No pressure either way.
Yeah, I guess. Yeah.

Since I'm here.

Sorry.

Relax.

I've been to a couple of classes.

Diversifying your brand?

Feel free to sit this one out.
Advanced might be too much for you.

Thanks.
These people aren't even trained.

That guy's still wearing
his pyjamas.

Don't point. That's his trademark.

Commercial dance is all about
bringing your own thing.

Well, my thing is 15 years of formal
ballet training. OK if I bring that?

- OK, guys, you ready?
- Yeah!

-
And clip it and don't forget to...
-
Bring it!

One, two, three, four and five!

Here we go and
one, two, three, four!

Five, six, seven, eight!

And one, two, three, four.

And five and six and seven, eight.

And one, two, three, four.

Five, six, seven, eight!

And one, two, three and four and
five and six and seven, eight.

I see we've got a ballerina
in our midst.

Up the back, pretty ballerina. OK.

And those lifts?
Totally different experience.

I've never partnered like that, ever.
Some dancers just click.

I had a suspicion we might.
Why?

I'm a Third Year wannabe
and you're Saskia Duncan.

You're not a wannabe, Ben, you're
a student and that's a good thing.

You're like brand-new clay.
So you want to mould me?

Sorry, that sounds terrible.

It's just finding the perfect
partner can be a lifelong mission

and they can come from anywhere.

Some of the ballet greats
didn't become legends

until they found theirs -

Fonteyn, Nureyev,
Gelsey Kirkland, Baryshnikov.

What, and you think we could be
one of those partnerships?

No idea. Who can tell?

Put it this way, working with me
might at least fast-track

your time in the Corps.

Payback, was it?
For leaking your genius music?

Oh, and it worked so well.
Well, thanks for the dance slap.

I was really craving another fix.

You realise your 'thing' isn't
15 years of training anymore.

It's quitting. You're a quitter.

And what's your thing? Rapping about
the ladies wanting to get wit' you?

Even though, news flash,
everyone knows you're into boys.

My thing is to give this year
absolutely everything.

Because if I don't then I'll just be
another middle class brat

who can't do fractions.
And you'll be...

Yes?
An uptight ice queen posing as a slacker.

I'd like to get rid of these knots.

It's not happening with
all the extra work you're doing.

It doesn't hurt too much.
I just use the heat cream.

Good. Keep listening to your body.
Persistent pain - time to stop.

Also, I wanted to ask you.
I have this friend.

Well, more of a friend of a friend
outside the academy.

Anyway, she doesn't eat
in public anymore

and then I think she might eat a lot
secretly.

Bingeing. Does she purge?
Vomit or over-exercise?

I know what you're thinking
but it's a ballet school.

You have a big lunch and then
you have to put on a leotard

and it crosses your mind.
You think about purging?

I haven't done it, though, and
I would never, ever do it. It...

It's just, even if she's crossed
that line a few times,

I don't want to make it a big deal
because...

You want it to go away?
It might.

But it might get a lot worse.

Hi. We really need to talk.

Hang on, preshface. Nearly done.

I know what you're doing. You're sick
and we can't ignore it any longer.

Yeah? I had food poisoning.
It's gone now.

Stop lying. You've got bulimia, Kat.

What do you mean, I've got it?

What, like I caught it
off a toilet seat?

It's serious. You can get
stomach ulcers, lose your teeth.

It damages your immune system.

This isn't you. You're not this
person. You're smarter than this.

Right. Smart enough to know
this isn't about me.

You're jealous.
You're miserable in the Company,

completely out of your depth
and for the first time ever,

I'm not just the funny sidekick.
I'm fit. I don't have back issues.

I don't have any issues.
And you can't stand that.

Looks like Tara's gone
the full cliche

and got herself an eating disorder.

Shame it hasn't helped
drop the kilos.

Oh, honey.
Don't feel alone, seriously.

I used to stealth puke
all over the Academy.

Seriously, she clogged
so many showers.

No, no, no, I'm researching.
It's not me.

Please.
Grace, rule number one -

no attitude, just acceptance.

You can't force someone
out of the denial stage.

Wait, you can't?

I was so touchy, the girls
were terrified to even use words

like 'fat' or 'skinny' around me.

Remember how I started ordering
full cow smoothies?

You were so great, Vesh.

So just know, we're here for you,
babe, unconditionally.

No...
Grace.

Hey, Abs, how do we feel about
planking...

Hey, you OK?
Go away, Christian.

OK, guys, come on in, don't be shy.

We're a judgement free zone
here at beginners.

I can see some new and...

I see some familiar faces here
today.

OK, you know what you wanna do?

Five, six, seven, eight!
Alright and go!

Perfect.

OK, go again.

- Hi?
- Hey. Sorry, it's Kat.

I think she needs you.

Oh, um, no,
thanks for letting me know.

Excuse me, Sir Jeffrey?

My back's been twinging and
Dr Wicks said not to overdo it.

You're not gracing us
with your nasal explosions?

Sorry, I should be fine for tomorrow.

Oh, goodness no. I wouldn't dream
of you over-exerting yourself.

Maria? Darling, apologies,
you're needed tonight in the Corps.

Tara, wait up!

You can't bail on a performance
because I trained with Saskia.

I'm not.
You said it was my call.

Now you're blaming me for taking up
a massive opportunity.

Have you thought about
why Saskia wants to help you

out of all the dancers
in the Company?

Because she thinks I'm good?

Not to get back at me
for trying to have her fired?

Saskia sees something in me,
something special.

You clearly don't, do you?
Look, I've really got to go.

I guess shortcuts
come with strings attached.

You might sell your soul to the devil
without realising it.

OK, from the top!
Six, seven, eight, one!

Or miss out on all the trying,
failing,

clawing your way out of the mud

that's supposed to make you
who you are.

Montages look good in movies
but they skim over the surface.

Thanks.

Important stuff can't be solved
with a quick fix.

Kat?

All those horrible things
I said before.

What I should have said was,
I love you.

It's just scary. You're Kat.

I hate that you've been going
through this alone.

Yeah, I'm Kat, the one who eats her
feelings. It's a big joke, right?

Now, no matter how much I eat,
I never feel better.

It's like there's a hole
that I can't fill.

Sammy-shaped hole?

Of course.

Maybe it's something else too.

Since I got back this year,
it's like I don't know how to fit.

We'll work it out, I promise.

Sure, a shortcut
will get you there sooner

but the ride might be a lot bumpier.

I'm the driver of my own destiny.

Day by day,
I know I'm on the right path.

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