Gotta Kick It Up Page #5

You Truly Want.

[Girls Cheering]

26 Schools.

Third Place.

Not Too Shabby.

My Turn To Hold It!

I'd Like To See

Ms. Bartlett Tell Us

We're Not Ready

To Compete Now.

Alyssa's Father:

Excuse Me, Girls?

Why Weren't You Girls

On A School Bus?

Where's Your Coach?

Do You Have Any Idea

How Out Of Our Minds

We've Been?

How Could You Lie

To Us Like This,

Alyssa?

Mom, I Didn't Lie.

Well, You Certainly

Didn't Tell Us

The Truth.

Do You Even Know

These Boys?

They Hardly Look Old Enough

To Have Their Licenses!

Mom, Look At Us.

We're All Fine.

And What Do You Think

Mr. Zavala's Gonna Say

When He Hears About This?

Dad, You Can't!

I Can, And I Will.

Now, Let's Go!

Come On, Ladies!

You Guys Just Won

Third Place!

[Car Drives Off]

Ya Le Vo.

Como Estabas?

Entran.

[Door Closes]

Where Have You Been?

We Won A Trophy!

We Came In Third.

We Had To Stay

For The Award Ceremony.

You Know, Your Mother

And I Are Due

At The Acarmens

For Dinner.

You Agreed

To Baby-Sit For Us.

Ok, Well,

I'm Here Now,

Aren't I?

But You Still

Have To Cook

Your Brother's Dinner.

You Haven't Cleaned

Your Room In A Week.

Maybe This Dance Is

Not A Good Idea.

Mommy, It's A Great Idea!

Whenever You Have

To Be At Work, I Cook,

I Clean, I--I Wash,

I Do Everything

For Everybody.

Why Can't I Just Have

One Thing For Me?

Esmeralda,

Do Not Speak

To Your Mother

In That Tone.

I'm Sorry.

But I Was

Really Happy Today.

And Nothing You Do

Can Take That Away From Me.

[Sighs]

She Did Win.

Daisy.

Hi.

I'm Sorry

To Bother You

At Home,

But I Really Need

To Talk To You.

Mm, Well,

After The Phone Call

I Got From Alyssa's Parents,

I'd Say The Feeling's

Mutual.

I Don't Think You Girls

Have The Slightest Idea

Of The Terrible Position

You Have Put Me Into.

You Went

Against My Wishes.

You Defied

My Authority--

Do You Know

That Alyssa's Parents

Think I Am Completely

Incompetent?

We're Sorry.

We Messed Up.

We Just Had To Get Back

In The Competition.

Even If I Wasn't Sure

You Were Ready

To Compete Again?

Then How Come We Got

Third Place Today, Huh?

I Mean, Doesn't That

Count For Anything?

That Is Beside

The Point, Daisy!

I Can't Be

Your Coach

If I Don't Have

Your Respect

And Your Trust!

Respect?

Nobody Feels

Like You Believe In Us!

Ohh.

My Whole Life...

From The Time I Was 4,

All I Wanted

To Do Was Dance.

I Took Lessons,

I Got A Lot

Of Positive Feedback,

But Every Time I'd Perform

In A Recital,

Even At Home,

My Parents Would Say

The Same Things.

"That Was Good,

But You Can Do Better."

"Don't Settle For Good.

Be Great."

"We Expect You

To Be The Very Best."

So, I Worked Harder,

Kept Practicing,

Kept Taking Lessons.

And Was Kicking Enough

To Get Into Juilliard.

Mm...Yeah.

Want To Hear

A Little Secret?

2 Weeks.

But Esme Told Me

That You Graduated?

She Read My Resume,

Which Says

I Attended Juilliard.

Daisy:
Why?

I Don't Get It.

Why Would You Quit?

I Was Good.

But--

But Not Great.

I Went To Those

First Couple

Of Weeks Of Classes,

And I Saw

The Other Students...

Their Passion...

And Their

Incredible Technique,

And I Thought--

I Freaked Out.

I Thought

I Don't Belong Here,

I Can't Compete With This.

I Felt Like Such A Fraud.

So, I Packed My Bags

And Flew Home,

Went To College, And...

Got An Internet Job.

How'd You End Up

At Marshall?

Oh, Well, Yeah.

Last Summer,

My Dot-Com Company

Folded.

I Saw This Ad

Begging For Teachers.

Boom.

When We Were

At Rolling Hills,

Every Cold-Sweat Nightmare

I Had Ever Had

Came Flooding Back To Me.

When Everything

Fell Apart,

I Knew I'd Failed

You Guys.

I Didn't Want You

To Compete Again,

Because I Couldn't

Handle It.

This Isn't At All

About Not Believing In You.

I Hate That You

Thought That.

This Is Me.

It's My Stuff,

My Fears.

Hey...

Whose Routine Do You Think

Got Us That Trophy Today?

Daisy--

We're Not So Dumb

To Think We Can

Do This Without You.

We Want

To Keep On Going.

I Don't Know

About That.

If We Pull Through

In The Next 3 Or 4 Weeks,

We Have A Chance

To Make It To Regionals.

I Realize That.

I--I--

Ms. Bartlett,

Si, Se Puede.

What's That?

It's Our Team Chant.

Marisol Taught It To Us

From Her Granny.

Si, Se Puede.

It Means "Yes, I Can."

Si, Se Puede.

Si, Se Puede.

The Truth,

Mr. And Mrs. Cortez,

Is That The Girls

Made Some Definite

Errors In Judgment.

But I Made

An Even Bigger One.

I Didn't Show

Nearly As Much

Faith In Them

As They Deserve.

Well, We Appreciate

You Coming To Talk

To Us Like This.

Well, Alyssa's

A Terrific Girl.

And I Think

The Dance Team's

Been Really Good

For Her.

For The First Time,

She Not Only Has Books,

She Has Friends.

Oh, That's Great.

So, How Do You

Think We Should

Tell Mr. Zavala

About This

Little Incident?

He's A Busy Man.

He Has Enough

To Be Worried About.

Thank You.

I Promise

From Here On Out,

I Will Be With The Girls

Every Step Of The Way.

Every School Rule

Will Be Followed.

Gracias, Ms. Bartlett.

No, Really,

Thank You.

Thanks.

So We're Still On?

We Can Compete Again?

Step Into The Party

Look Across The Room

Chillin' With

Your Friends

Couldn't Help

But Notice You

Checkin' The Time...

So, I Need You To Choose

3 Numbers

From Your Tribes

And Send Them Down Front.

The Winning Team Has

No Homework Tonight.

All:
Yeah! Whoo!

Tonight

Run My Fingers

Through My Hair

Slowly Walk

Right Over There

I'm Shakin' My Hips...

Get Ready...

Get Set...

Go!

[All Talking At Once]

Shake, Shake

Move To The Rhythm

Dance To The Beat

The Feeling Is

Right Tonight

Gotta Get On Your Feet

Tonight

Shake, Shake

Move To The Groove Now

Dance Up Ahead

I Just Want

To Dance With You

Gotta Get On Your Feet

Whoo

Tell Me Your Name

Let's Talk For A While

Just Can't Resist

That Beautiful Smile

My Wish For Tonight

Tonight

Is Dancing With You

With You

Baby, Take My Hand

My Hand

And Make It Come True

Shake, Shake

Move To The Rhythm,

Dance To The Beat

The Feeling

Is Right Tonight

Gotta Get On Your Feet

Whoo

Let's Go!

1, 2, 3, 4!

Don't Look Now,

But You Might Actually

Be Getting Good At This.

[Laughs]

Well, I Found

It Works Better

If You Let Them Be

A Little Hands-On.

So How's

The Dance Practice Going?

Great! The Girls Are

Really Working Hard.

Ms. Bartlett:

Ok. That's It

For Today.

[Sighs]

Hey, You Wanted

To See Me?

Daisy...

How Come You Didn't

Tell Me You Had An Offer

From Lynell Elliot?

Oh, Come On!

The High School

Of The Performing Arts.

That's The Most

Incredible Place!

Yeah. It's Also

A Zillion Miles

Across Town.

So?

So, It's Probably

A Bunch Of Stuck-Up

Rich Kids

With Mommies

And Daddies

In Show Business.

How Am I Supposed

To Fit In?

What Happened

To "Si, Se Puede"?

[Laughs]

Please.

Chuy Thinks

It's A Stupid Idea.

Chuy...

Hmm.

Is He The Boyfriend?

Yeah.

Plus, He's Bent

At Me Enough

For Spending

So Much Time

With Dance,

You Know?

And He Thinks

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