Breakin'

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Come on, Kelly, let's go.

Let's get the hot food

out to the customers.

Who the hell

eats hot dog food, anyway?

What the... you stupid moron!

What the hell is wrong with you?

Why don't you watch

what you're doing?

What do you need...

a red light and a green light?

Come on.

Get this stuff cleared up.

Jeez, how many times...

Vicky! I don't believe it!

What are you doing here?

How have you been?

God, you look great.

Look at you.

Thanks. You know, the one good

thing about dancing in Vegas...

is it does keep you in shape.

- It's been a while.

- Yeah, it has been a long time.

But I see you haven't

lost any of your moves.

I'm keeping in shape.

I figure I still have

a few good months left in me.

I am pushing 20, you know.

Have you thought

about a second career?

Never. I'll die on my toes.

Dancing or... working here?

Look, all I know is

you're slaving away...

in this grease trap,

and you're not dancing.

You know, I still have

Franco's classes...

and they're so important to me.

Are you still with Franco?

Yeah. He's the best.

At dancing, maybe. You forget

who you're talking to.

I know the routine.

It's the same thing

with all the girls.

I don't want to get

heavy-handed...

but you be careful of him.

- Kelly!

- I have to go.

Listen, there's a friend

of mine... James Wilcox.

He's an agent here in L.A.

Give him a call.

He might be able to help.

Kelly!

Down here.

That's it. Now!

Down here. Come on, Kelly.

Come on. You're leading them.

Now, reach back. You're late.

That's it. Come on.

That's it. Turn. Reach.

Use the whole body.

Come on. Move across now.

Cross the floor. Back. Come on.

Up. Now, that's it.

Up, down. Hit the floor.

Back... and down.

Reach. That's it.

Pull back. Come on.

Come on, now.

Reach across. And hup 3, hup 5,

hup down, hup 2...

hup back!

That's it. Thank you.

- I'm serious.

- Just get out of here.

Come on. You promised.

I know.

You're looking better.

You still got to learn

to relax, though.

- I'll work at it.

- Loosen up.

Let the music caress you

when you move.

Look, I got a couple of minutes.

You want to stay and work?

- I'm sorry. I've got to go.

- Kelly...

I'm a very good teacher.

If there's anybody who knows

what you need, it's me.

Nothing but the best

for the best, huh, baby?

I know someone

who'd argue that point.

Did mommy forget

to pick you up again?

Cute, Kelly. Some people

love you for your body.

Me, it's your charming wit.

So what did Our Almightiness

want this time?

It wasn't my charming wit,

Cupcakes.

Do you want to go for a bite?

No. Actually,

I was supposed to meet...

some dear,

close friends of mine...

but it's way out in Venice...

and I'd hate to take you

out of your way.

I'll ride the bus.

Well, at least let me drop

you off at the bus stop.

Really, Kelly, I think

you'd love to meet these guys.

They're terrific.

I guarantee you they won't want

you for your body or your wit.

That's a relief.

But I'd definitely keep

an eye on your purse.

Nice, Cupcakes. Nice.

You promised me

you wouldn't call me that.

I can't help it.

You're just so cute.

Would you stop?

There they are over there.

I tell you, Kelly,

you're really gonna love this.

Hurry up. I don't want

you to miss anything.

- Should I wear my coat?

- No. You don't need it.

Come on.

Come on. Up here.

- Ozone!

- Hey, Adam!

Hey, man, Adam!

What's happenin'?

Nothing much, man.

This is Kelly.

Hi.

Come on. Let's do some of

the stuff we do in class.

- Oh, no. You kidding?

- Come on. It'll be fun.

- Not here.

- Come on!

Five, six, seven, eight.

Come on.

Watch him.

- I can't do that.

- Try. OK. All right!

Come on, Kelly. Get down.

Show us what you got.

- All right, Miss Bennett!

- Good!

Go turn 'em out, man.

Kelly.

Get 'em!

Come on.

- Let's go.

- Let's get out of here.

- Let's go get something to eat.

- OK.

Ozone, wait up.

What's up, dude?

Who was that guy?

That was nothing.

Hey, wasn't she hot?

Oh, God. I feel so silly.

No, you were good.

Hey, wasn't she hot, Turbo?

You guys weren't

so bad yourselves.

Oh, allow me. Kelly...

the mean machine right there...

that's Turbo.

Hi. What kind of names

are Ozone and Turbo?

The kind of names

that only a few people...

are allowed to call us by.

- They're our street names.

- All the dancers have them.

Really? Well, then why

do you get so upset...

when I call you Cupcakes?

Cupcakes!

All right, enough already.

Well, I've got to run.

I've got a lot of things to do.

Thanks for the dance.

Sure. Anytime.

Maybe we'll see you again, huh?

- Maybe.

- And who knows?

With a little work,

you'll be poppin' and lockin'...

and breakin' in no time.

You owe me one, Miss Bennett.

I'll see you later.

Special K!

What?

Special K. Any good dancer

has a street name.

Man, I should have got

her number. Look at her.

What are we doing here?

We're gonna see Adam tonight.

Do you think I'm here

to see Adam?

What, are you falling

in love again?

No, man. I just like the way

she dances, all right?

Girls!

Don't you worry. I got

the finest dancers available.

In fact, I suspect it's not even

going to be a contest.

No, I...

I think that I can guarantee you

that we're going to win.

Well, this is a surprise.

Hi, Ozone. Hi, Turbo.

The name's Tony.

OK, Tony. I had

a great time yesterday.

- Yeah?

- Yeah. It was different.

Listen, I got

to get back to work.

You guys probably

ought to leave...

'cause if Franco comes

in here and sees you...

I'll get in a lot of trouble.

Hey, that dancing's fresh.

- It's what?

- It's bad!

Wait a minute, now.

Hey, Turbo!

Hey! What's up?

You want to waste your time,

do it someplace else...

but don't mess with mine.

- Who are you?

- The name's Tony.

Well, as long as

you're standing there...

you're wasting my time,

and my time ain't cheap...

so I suggest you clear out now.

If you want to take my class...

your name goes

on a waiting list.

If you want to talk to him,

you talk to me.

And who might you be?

Orlando...

choreographer... dancer.

So this bit

of amateur dancing...

that my class was

so privileged to witness...

was your conception.

Come on, man.

Let's get out of here.

Since we're all here...

why don't you show us

what you've got?

- You owe me $7.00, man.

- Yeah? What for?

For teaching you

how to dance, sucker.

Class dismissed.

Don't worry about it.

They ain't nothin'.

Do you know, if we put them

on the streets, we'd burn 'em.

I'm sorry about what happened.

I tried to get them to leave.

Why were they here?

I guess they came to see me.

- You know those guys?

- I just met them once.

Well, I'd keep it that way.

Forget it.

You want to hear the music for

the show I'm choreographing?

- You got it!

- Yeah.

All right! Congratulations.

That's great.

You know, I may seem

tough sometimes...

but there's always a reason.

You know that, don't you?

Yeah, I know.

You know, those street kids

haven't got what it takes.

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