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Well, I'd rather see it

in their dancing.

You've got to find a way to

work together.

Get out of here.

Have some fun.

Get to know each other.

After you've cleaned up this mess,

of course.

Let's ditch them

when the track stops.

Yeah. We've made the effort.

Shawna!

Looks like you're stuck with us.

Come on.

- Carly!

- Aaron, are you alright?

- Are you on?

- We're up next. You been cool, yeah?

- I heard there was a bust up with Jay?

- No, we're just having time out.

- Is this your new crew?

- It's a long story.

Hang around and tell me later.

We'll get a drink or something?

- I will do. Good luck.

- Right, see you later.

Okay, you lot,

you've got to watch these.

These were the UK Street Dance

champions two years ago.

They're the best.

We used to have classes with them.

So this....

this is what we're aiming for.

Who's Jay?

- What's that mumbo jumbo you're writing?

- It's choreography for our routine.

You've got steps,

formations, feelings.

- What, and you're doing that?

- Yeah.

You are actually doing that?

I don't think making sandwiches

is my calling in life.

You've got that right.

Justine, concentrate!

Five, six, seven, eight.

Faster!

Looser.

Okay.

Glimmers of hope, Miss.

Tomas, relax a bit, please.

You're forcing it.

Go back to where you started...

...and try doing it not pointing your toes.

It looks a bit too pretty.

One and two and three and four...

Okay, I'm going to pick it up

from this section, please.

Now, lsabella, I want you to try it

with more attitude.

Five, six, seven,

eight and one, two...

Stop there, please.

Straight away, just slouch over.

Don't make it so upright.

No, no, no, you're not getting it!

Your arms are too flouncy and ballet.

Hands upright. Tight.

You should be able to do that, yeah?

What did I say?

Come on.

We don't have time for this.

Oh, how sad.

Crying over a street dance.

Oh, bite it, Chloe.

- Listen, I'm sorry if I was a cow back there.

- Carly, it's not you.

Do you know...

all my life I've been told to stand up

straight, turn out posture, and now....

Now, they tell me I look wrong.

They say I've grown too tall.

They won't even put me up for

the Royal Ballet auditions.

Come on.

I just... I don't know

where I fit in any more.

Forget them, babes.

You're with us now.

I feel bad.

Your students really

put themselves through it.

They're nothing if not hard workers.

But, they really want to do ballet.

Making them do something else?

I don't understand it.

- Have you ever been to a ballet?

- What do you think?

- Would you like to accompany me?

- I don't know. It's not really my scene.

How do you know...

if you've never been?

Maybe she fancies you.

- Get out.

- You never know with them arty-farty types.

Jay's a fool, you know that, right?

He's never going to call, is he?

- Nope.

- Never in a million years.

Thanks.

- You don't need him, anyway.

- It's all about Jay, though.

Stop putting yourself through it.

Tell you what....

- What are you doing?

- You call him.

- Have you dialled?

- It's on speaker. I want to hear.

Shawna!

Yeah, this is Jay.

You know what to do.

Jay, it's Carly.

I know it's over with me and the crew

and everything, I just wish you'd of said....

Just wish you'd said,

'you're dumped, muppet'.

Carly's taking us

all the way to the finals

with her new ballet boyfriend...

So, go suck on that

'time out', alright?

You tell him, rude girl.

That part of your life is now over.

It's time for the next phase.

- Nice to see you.

- Nice to see you, too.

Are you some kind of

ballet celebrity?

I used to dance.

- Helena, darling.

- Oh, Michael.

I'm so pleased you could make it.

I wouldn't miss it for the world...

you know that.

Michael, this is Carly.

An exciting young choreographer

who is working with my students.

And this is Michael who is

choreographing tonight's ballet.

I'd love to see some of your work.

Oh, we'll see if

that can be arranged.

Well, enjoy the performance.

You're in every scene.

- He's just an old student of mine.

- Oh, yeah.

What did you teach him, exactly?

I got goose bumps, like.

Oh, gosh...

they never even said a word.

But you understood?

Not everything,

but it was powerful.

- I could feel what they were feeling.

- Good.

- Remember that for your routine.

- But, that's ballet.

Think less, 'this is ballet',

'this is street dance'...

...but more, 'this is dance'.

But, we're still entering

a street dance competition.

I mean, it's a different world.

Same world.

You'll have a stage

and an audience.

What do you want them to feel?

- Jay.

- I got your message.

It was Shawna, she's mad at you.

I'm sorry I didn't call you back

the other day.

You said you needed time out.

- I've missed you.

- Really?

Of course.

Look at you, where have you been?

You look amazing.

You wouldn't believe.

Do you want to ask me in?

Tell me about it.

Sorry.

It's me who should be apologising.

What will your

ballet boyfriend think?

Probably pirouette you to death,

if he existed.

You know I've been waiting foryou.

- And you're still going for the finals?

- Gonna try.

Are the ballet dancers any good?

Really good.

Problem is trying to get them

to dance like us.

- You know there's still a place for you?

- It sounds like you're managing just fine.

One minute I think

we're doing good...

...then I think of 'The Surge'

and we don't even come close.

- Not everyone can be a winner.

- Well, thanks.

But... you've got to do your best.

Oi! Fred and Ginger,

there is a queue.

Why now? I don't get it.

He said it was a time-out

and he meant it.

Besides which...

I'm a sex goddess.

He couldn't stay away.

Oh, yeah... forgot that.

Thetone of the warm-up's changed.

That's because she had

a late night last night.

Means Jay's back on the scene.

You know what?

We should all go out tonight.

Check out some fresh moves.

- Yeah, I'm on that.

- Now you're talking.

Yeah, I think so.

- Do you want a drink?

- I don't drink.

So, what do you do?

I dance.

I can work with that.

Hello, babe.

Do you wanna dance?

Shall we?

Oh, yeah, right now you're seeing it

with your own eyes.

Ladies, make way. Make way.

I swear they must get off on

those uniforms.

It's the UK National Champs.

It's the Surge, baby.

- Let's get the others.

- The dance floor's open.

Anybody feels they want to step up

to the challenge, it's on you.

Let's see what you can do.

Let's do this thing.

So, what's the name of the game?

It's not a game, it's a battle.

Just throw down some moves.

Let's get it popping, let's go!

Do you know what I'm saying?

UK champs, baby.

Alright, what we got here?

What we got here?

Are we ready?

Alright, then. Let's go.

Did you see that?

Ladies?

Okay, the ladies are

getting involved now.

Hold it. Hold on.

What is it?

There's ballet in the building!

I don't know, man.

It kind of works, too.

I think that's called a pirouette,

or something.

I don't know.

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