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(Door opens)

Morning.

Hey, Coach.

I'm gonna be late for homeroom.

Chill out. I'll drive you.

Make sure you check in with the group home.

No problem.

(Half laughs)

$14.99 for "Betty Does Barcelona?"

Wasn't that good.

Huh. Yeah.

I'll meet you downstairs.

Are you okay?

I feel kinda gross.

It's called a hangover.

You're gonna wanna drink some water.

(Inhales and exhales deeply)

♪♪

♪ Whatever it takes ♪

♪ I know I can make it through ♪

♪ If I hold out ♪

♪ I know I can make it through ♪

♪ Ooooh-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh ♪

♪ Be the best ♪

♪ The best that I can be ♪

♪ Whatever it takes ♪

♪ I know I can make it ♪

♪ I can make it ♪

♪ I can make it through ♪

♪ Whatever it takes ♪

♪ I know I can make it through ♪

♪♪

♪♪

Hey! It's our V.I.P., Very Important Player.

Jenna says you hung out with Coach in his hotel room.

That's so cool, man.

Yeah, we talked basketball.

Bro, I'd kill for a one-on-one.

Look, I don't know about Alberta,

but here, we don't steal people's boyfriends.

I didn't steal anything, Alli!

Go tip a cow or something.

(Exhales)

(Students chattering)

Don't let them get to you.

Kinda hard.

Got your text last night.

Sorry I didn't get to say bye.

No worries. Did you get home okay?

Yeah. Coach drove me.

Did he say anything?

About what?

Well, he walked in on us kissing.

It was creepy.

(Laughs) You're just mad he interrupted.

(Scoffs) I'm serious, KC.

I got this vibe.

Jenna, Coach is cool.

Hey. It's all good.

(School bell rings)

♪♪

Top o' the morning to ya!

Easy. That's a lot of Irish for 8 a.m.

(Titters affectionately)

This isn't an almond milk latte.

That's because it's my skim macchiato.

Okay if my sister has it?

Sure. Why not?

I've got to get to a pep rally...

uncaffeinated.

Fiona: Pep rally?

Think that's how Oprah got her start?

If you have nothing nice, then don't.

Oh, come on.

Holly J. works hard to keep the student body connected.

Parentals fly out this aft.

I was thinking... Sashimi fest tonight?

Your turn to order, Declan-san.

I have a late musical meeting,

we're ordering in pizza.

Peasant food again?

(Exasperated sigh) So I'm eating alone.

Fiona, I'd cancel, but...

No worries.

More yellowtail for me, right?

See you at lunch.

(Hum of chatter, marching band drums beat)

Okay, put down your Jamaican patties, people.

It's pep rally time.

Cheerleaders: (Excited cheers)

Now, let's give it up for Coach Carson!

Students: (Applauding and cheering)

Let me hear your best Panther roar!

Students: Grrrr!

Now, let me introduce you to our first ever

Degrassi Panther midget provincial finalists!

Dave Turner.

KC Guthrie.

(Students cheer)

Connor Delaurier.

Ethan McBride.

Jewan Sanders.

David Devantes.

Elliot Cohen.

Man: Whoa, dude! What's wrong with KC?

(Spits and vomits)

Are you okay?

Yeah. Just pregame nerves.

That's not like you.

I also had some beers with Coach last night.

So, he drove you home drunk?

No.

I stayed over at the hotel.

So you lied?

What's the big deal?

If there's one thing I've learned,

it's to trust my instincts.

Something's off with him.

He's the one who helped me break up with Clare.

You should be thanking him.

(Students applaud)

♪♪

Musical casting has begun.

Think you've got what it takes to join the chorus?

Sign up now!

Hey, spread the word.

(Music playing on headphones)

Started without you.

Had some joiner stuff to do.

Producing a musical,

dating the student council president-

since when did you become Mr. High School?

I can't help it. I like people.

All these lonely lunches in the zen garden-

your life's starting to look like a Sofia Coppola movie.

(Sighs) What do you suggest I do about it?

Something that involves more human contact.

Ugh...

It'll be good for you.

Trust.

♪♪

♪♪

(Whistle blows)

Carson: Good practice today, guys.

Ethan, Dave...

Right in the zone.

Guthrie, come and see me.

(Players chattering)

Where was your head today?

This is crunch time.

I can't have you messing up when it matters most.

Don't worry, I'll be fine.

Are you sure? I thought you were ready for this?

I am ready!

You better be. Otherwise, you're just wasting my time.

Coach...

What're you doing later?

Any beers left?

Not before a championship, bud.

But we can work on getting you focused.

I'll pick you up.

Sounds good.

Chantay: (Singing)

♪ Glory, hallelujah ♪

Thanks, Chantay. Next.

Think we found our girl.

(Footsteps approaching)

What? I'm here to audition.

For real?

Okay, when you're ready.

(Calming breath)

(Singing off-key) ♪ Beautiful dreamer ♪

♪ Wake unto me ♪

♪ Starlights and dewdrops are waiting for thee ♪

♪ Sounds of the rude world heard in the day ♪

♪ Lulled by the moonlight have all passed away ♪

Thanks, Fiona. We'll let you know.

Man, no offense, but your sister's vocally challenged.

Yeah.

She's no Lea Michele,

but she's the best we've seen today.

Um, hello? Chantay?

Until Jane's back, I have final say.

Next!

Why'd Jane's Great Aunt Erica have to die this week?

(Car engine revs)

(Turns ignition off)

(Exhales)

This time tomorrow, we're gonna be champs.

You psyched?

It's just... finals.

I mean, what if we lose?

Can't think that way, son.

Hey, I get scared too sometimes.

I'm not scared.

Hey, it's normal.

You just have to learn how to conquer it.

♪♪

Glock seventeen.

Pow!

When you own the fear, KC, nothing can hurt you.

You good?

Yeah.

Carson: Good.

Now we got a game plan to drill into

that overstuffed head of yours.

You ready?

Let's do it.

(Door closes, KC exhales calmly)

♪♪

Carson: Right, see that aggressive defense?

Hands up. Look how he uses his shoulder.

Can't be scared of fouls, right?

That's what you're gonna need to channel tomorrow,

if we're gonna win.

Like less thinking, more instinct.

Sky's the limit. College, scholarships,

NBA...

I don't know about that.

You have to know.

You have to want it.

You want it?

More than anything.

(Chuckles)

I've never...

Forget it.

What?

It's like... you get me.

I've never had that before.

(Low hum of chatter)

I never thought I'd make it in!

Haven't seen you this excited

since your first fashion week.

I never considered myself the musical type.

But, here I am! Already nervous.

You'll be great.

So, nobody thinks I'm a total noob?

No way. Hope you're prepared to give up your Saturday.

You have a voice lesson with Mr. Lavigne.

You think I need help?

No! No, it's standard. Everyone has to do it.

(Pop music playing)

(Knock at the door)

Wanna get that?

Hi.

Hey.

You remember Stacie?

You brought her to the Degrassi car wash.

First time I'd been to a high school parking lot in years!

So... who wants a drink?

Ooh! I do.

We talked about getting you focused, KC.

Yeah. I should get going.

Rest up.

No, no. Stay. Have a seat.

Relax.

(Pop music plays, beer bottles clank)

♪ I see you alright ♪

♪ There's only one thing I really want from you ♪

♪♪

-Cheers! -Cheers!

(Bottles clank)

♪ You want me, too ♪

♪♪

You, my friend,

have been harboring so much frustration...

Girl troubles.

Stress.

I can't have you taking that on the court.

You need to get that out of your system.

She's a pro. She'll show you how it's done.

How what's done?

Come on, you're not that dumb.

It's good thing I paid for a full night.

(Laughs)

(Gasps)

She's a prostitute?

It's okay. You're not gonna get in trouble.

Less thinking, more instinct.

No.

Please, don't.

Are you sure he's 18?

It's stage fright. He'll be all right.

Mm-hm.

Look, buddy.

If you're nervous, we'll give you some pointers.

(Door slams shut)

(Stressed shaky breaths)

(Hum of chatter)

(Off-key) ♪ Sounds of the rude world heard in the day ♪

♪ Lulled by the moonlight have all passed away ♪

(Under his breath) Oh, God.

Thanks, Fi. Don't forget about your costume-fitting with Anya.

As if.

♪♪

Grr, Panthers, grr!

Can't believe you dragged me here.

It's the championship finals, Clare.

What else are we gonna do?

I'm gonna go get a drink.

♪ So crank it up ♪

♪ Crank it up ♪

♪ Crank it up ♪

♪ Man, I've got a feeling ♪

♪ That tonight's a brilliant one ♪

♪ 'Cause we came here to raise a glass ♪

(Students cheer wildly, whistle)

(Wild cheering)

♪♪

♪♪

♪ Crank it up ♪

Where's KC?

No idea.

(Students cheer)

You know, drop the waist a few inches

and you'll get a super dynamic silhouette.

Good call.

My experience is limited to medieval-wear, so.

(Giggles, pleased)

(Sighs)

Can I have a word with my sister?

Sure.

Dex, everything okay?

You can't be in the musical.

Why?

You're not a strong enough singer.

I'm sorry. I really wanted us to do this together.

But everyone thinks I suck.

Why would you do this to me?

I wanted you to have fun at Degrassi, too.

You mean let me make a fool of myself.

Super fun!

(Distant cheering)

Shouldn't you be in there being everybody's hero?

Is something wrong?

♪♪

I'm sorry, Clare.

For everything.

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

KC! Get dressed!

We got a championship to win.

I'm not playing, Coach.

What the hell are you talking about?

I'm owning the fear.

I trusted you.

Looked up to you.

But you know what? You're scum.

And everybody's gonna find out.

What're you gonna tell them?

That we watched a movie?

That you're a pervert!

A loser.

Nothing happened. I never touched you!

♪♪

♪♪

(Students cheer, sneakers squeak on floor)

Hey! Hey, shouldn't you be out there?

Forget it. Never mind.

Hatzilakos: Wait.

What's going on?

It's about Coach Carson.

What about him?

He keeps this in his car.

♪♪

Hatzilakos: KC...

Archie, get the police.

♪♪

Is there anything else I need to know?

♪♪

♪ I need to be alone ♪

♪ I need to be alone ♪

♪ And I don't need to be with someone ♪

♪ I don't need to join this war ♪

♪ And everywhere you look out ♪

♪ Like two birds that lose their fall ♪

♪ They're blocking all the street cars ♪

♪ They're holding up our phones ♪

♪ And if it leaves a bad taste ♪

♪ You need to wash it down ♪

♪ And if you built a model home ♪

♪ Just burn it to the ground ♪

♪ I refuse to show my good side ♪

♪ In no place to call my own ♪

♪ It's no home, no-no, no-no ♪

♪ No home ♪

♪ No home, no-no, no-no ♪

Chantay has kindly agreed to take the chorus part...

which was hers to begin with.

So, where's my dressing room?

Kidding!

I'm not a diva... Yet.

So, I may not be a singer, but I can sew a mean hemline.

Apparently I'm indispensable.

Total life-saver.

'Kay, ladies, let's go.

So you're the wardrobe assistant?

Excuse me? Wardrobe mistress.

Has a nice ring to it.

That's what I said.

What I did was stupid.

It's just...when you're not happy, I'm not happy.

Shoo! I have to get to work.

♪♪

♪♪

Where were you yesterday?

Yo, what happened to Coach?

What did he do?

♪♪

You left this in the gym.

I don't want it.

But you're part of the team.

♪ I refuse to show my good side ♪

♪ In no place to call my own ♪

You were right about Carson.

Sorry.

♪ No home ♪

♪ No home ♪

♪ No-no, no-no ♪

♪ No home... ♪

♪♪

♪ Whatever it takes ♪

♪ I know I can make it through ♪

♪ If I hold out ♪

♪ Oh, oh ♪

♪ I know I can make it through ♪

♪ I know I ♪

♪ I know I can make it through ♪