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Cos you love your sneakers

more than you love me

I'll get it. It's cool.

All right, Dad?

Yeah, I'm good. You?

We still on for tomorr...?

All right. Yeah, it's cool.

Right, then. Yeah.

Gotta go as well. In a bit.

Bye.

It was Dad.

Tomorrow, it's not going to happen.

I'm just gonna go to my room

and pretend to do homework, yeah.

Oh, I got a letter from school.

Just put it...

Great. What trouble you in now?

Why do you always assume it's bad?

Sorry. I'm just tired. Long day.

Well, it is bad, so happy reading, yeah.

What's that game called?

Looks well weird.

Yeah, man, it's Space Invaders.

It's retro. It's from World War Two,

before they had phones.

Cool.

Chips or mash?

Chips or mash?

Chips or mash?

- Chips or mash?

- Sorry I'm not hungry.

Ethan. Ethan! Ethan. Ethan.

Do I know you?

- I'm Jaden. We're in the same year.

- Really?

- Yeah. I know you're good at scams.

- Don't make me blush.

It's about the Garage.

You go there, don't you?

Are you my stalker?

I need you to help me organise

a talent show to raise money for repairs.

- What's in it for me?

- A happy feeling?

Listen, I'm going to get that happy

feeling when that place gets demolished.

It sucks.

Oh! She's on fire!

Just tell me how do I make her love me

And still stay loyal to the game?

Wild Boyz

Word UP, Ya-

Pardon?

Wagwan. Wagwan, Lucy.

- Who the hell are you?

- I'm Ethan.

Did you follow me here?

No, that'd be weird.

I just come down,

checking out the competition.

Oh, you mean Fool of the Year competition?

Well, congratulations.

You are clearly the winner of that.

No. You're the competition.

It's a dance thing, yo.

Me and my crew, we're tight.

- You sound like you're in Glee.

- More like Glee beebies.

Give him a chance.

So you're good, then, are you?

We're as good as you are bad.

- Are you dissing me?

- Are you being dissed?

Maybe I should film you being dissed.

Hm. It seems my phone has been mislaid.

Doesn't matter.

I'm gonna film you with my mind.

Let's be honest,

word play just ain't happening.

We need to battle for real.

So just set the time and place

and we'll be there.

Until then... get lost.

And, please, don't say anything else.

My head hurts.

See you. Bye.

Go and annoy your parents. Cheerio. Bye.

- Hi, Gina.

- Ethan!

I've got to get my phone.

I forget it. I'm sorry.

- We're closed.

- Bye.

See you.

It's in the lost property drawer.

Bring Me Back

Oh, Lord

Oh, Lord

Won't you bring me back?

Won't you bring me back?

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh, Lord, won't you help me

get on track?

The devil gotta hold on me

Won't you bring me back?

Oh, Lord, won't you help me

get on track?

The devil got a hold on me

Won't you bring me back?

Oh, Lord, won't you help me

get on track?

The devil got a hold on me

Won't you bring me back?

Won't you bring me back?

Won't you bring me back?

Won't you bring me back?

Won't you bring me back?

Won't you bring me back?

The devil got a hold on me

Won't you bring me back?

Want to see something Eminem-tal?

Like the cheese with holes?

That's emmental, you idiot.

I'm talking about Eminem-tal.

That old American rapper

and mental just...

- Don't really work, does it?

- Nah. Not really.

Forget that and check this.

- You can't show that to anyone.

- Did someone say YouTube?

Please, don't.

Listen up. Here's the deal.

I want to impress the fittest

girl at this school.

Oh! She's on fire!

She's already going out with this

total idiot called Kurt. He's in a crew.

I need to beat him in a dance battle

and I need a crew to do it.

But I can't dance

and I don't have a crew so...

Help me, Jado-wan. You're my only hope.

Don't dance.

- Duh! It is so there.

- In public I mean.

Can't.

Promised my parents.

What if you can do something for me?

Apart from deleting that.

Now we're talking. Shoot.

You help me put on that talent show.

Nah, man. That's way more than any...

Hold on. Wait.

I'll help you put together a crew.

Your battle against Kurt could be

the main event.

What is the point of beating him

if no-one's watching?

You know that... that does sound

pretty Eminemtal.

- One condition.

- What's that?

You delete the clip

and I don't dance at the show.

- That's two.

- Your point is?

I'm obviously not going to shake on...

I didn't really spit.

Just for effect, innit?

Not in a million years.

Please!

Please, please, please, love...

..lovely, lovely Gina.

You make me laugh but I wouldn't trust you

as far as I could throw you.

- That's only because you're weak.

- Look, the answer is no!

But you trust me. Don't you, Gina?

- And we're a team. My assistant, Jaden.

- Equal.

Equal. OK.

This is the organised guy

you said I needed.

I can't do this. What are you...

No! No!

No, don't... Stop it! Stop looking at me.

No! Oh, all right, fine!

Woo! Thanks.

- Oh, I'm too old for this.

- Yeah. What are you? 30?

I'll take that.

- Yeah, I love this sound.

- What?

- Got some skills.

- Yeah, but is it entertainment?

- What's your problem?

- You got it wrong!

You said it wrong!

Next!

Hello, Jaden. Hello, Ethan.

I wanna be your friend.

Back on track.

- That's more like it.

- He's wheely good.

Get it?

Wheely... good. Wheely, wheely.

Please, no puns today.

What is it?

It's all these acts, yeah.

They're amazing but...

I still need my dance crew, remember?

Don't worry. I got your back.

Dancers coming up.

Next!

Kudiye Punjab Diye

Thank you. We'll... We'll be in touch.

- They were great I thought.

- Who cares? It's street dancers I need.

Good street dancers are already in crews.

Well, how is that going to work?

Look, we've still got a few to go,

so we'll find people.

Carmen Prelude

Ow!

The point, Timothy, is to avoid my feet.

It's hard. They're so big and manly.

- My feet or yours?

- Yours, obviously.

Ow! Mummy! Mummy!

- Who's got big feet?

- You do.

- Who's got big feet?

- You do.

Mummy!

- Tim and Rebecca.

- Aren't they brother and sister?

Big feet! You've got big feet!

Ha! Ha!

Nice balance.

Huh. It's just Amy. I've known her

since we were in nappies.

Ha!

Ha! Ha! Ha!

Ha!

O-Our table is b-broken.

That was really great, Amy.

It's just not what we're looking for.

- I really want to help you, Ethan.

- Security, maybe.

We need someone big and tough

on the door.

- But I don't want to be on the door.

- What doorman ever does?

What?

It's a no. I'm sorry, Squirt.

Last audition over.

And not one street dancer.

I'm doomed.

Um...

Am I too late to audition?

Er, yeah, sorry, mate.

- What's your name?

- Brian.

And you can dance?

Yeah, and I do music. Remixes.

Yeah. I'm sorry. I'm just not sure

your image is right for us.

You look like a rapper going on a hunt.

Come on, give him a chance.

I've Got The Stuff

I got the stuff

Move your body I...

Yes, I can feel that beat

It's time to...

Move your body

I've got the stuff

Move your body

Shut up and dance

Whoa.

The track was amazing.

How come you're not in a crew?

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