Holiday Spin

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[Tools buzz in garage]

Now, on my count...

One, two, three,

four, five, six.

One, two, three,

four, five, six,

one, two, three,

four, five, six,

chest out, Michael!

Don't drop your shoulders

so much.

Elbows up. Very good.

Ann, don't over-think it.

This is not algebra.

Hi, hon'!

I got what you asked for.

Thank you.

You're the best.

All right, chins up.

Chins up. Engaging our core.

Ladies,

let the gentlemen lead.

Very nice.

Kenny, what the heck

was that?

Smile!

Come on, you guys.

Chins up. Elbows up.

Confidence!

You like dancing,

remember?

[]

[Laughs sportingly]

[Taps]

Nicely done, man.

Blake...

What you got going

for Thanksgiving?

Don't know.

Probably going to

a friend of my mom's. You?

Hosting.

got some relatives in town.

Old man's side

of the family.

You know,

cousins and stuff.

Got any plans after?

Well, what you got?

A girl from school.

She's got a friend

if you wanna kick it.

[Laughs]

Yeah, I do.

Hey, by the way,

I just got off the phone

with the promoters.

A scout's gonna come

see you fight next week.

Cool.

A scout from

the ufc.

Seriously?

You win next week,

your next fight could

be in the big show.

[Chuckles ruefully]

Yeah, no pressure.

Ufc, kid!

I'll call you about tomorrow.

Ooh! it looks so good.

[Chuckles fondly]

You're something else, mom.

What?

You do this every year.

It's not even Thanksgiving yet.

So?

Show me where it says

i have to wait

until after Thanksgiving.

[Gasps]

speaking of which,

'think I can get you

to make something to bring?

[Groans]

Fine, I'll make it myself.

[Laughs]

Okay, on one condition.

Um, I need the car.

I'm taking a girl out

tomorrow night.

On Thanksgiving?

After we eat.

Oh. well, who is she?

A girl from school.

Does she have a name?

Does it matter?

Well, where are you taking her?

You want the car or not?

Do you want me

to make something or not?

[Groans in disgust]

Prat!

Fine.

By the way,

a scout from the ufc

is coming to see me fight.

And what does that mean?

It means I might have

a future in fighting.

What about the studio?

I wouldn't call

owning a dance studio

much of a future.

At least not for me.

[Clears throat]

It may not seem like

much of an achievement to you,

or even the rest of the world,

but I love what I do.

I'm happy teaching.

Well, good for you.

You know maybe it wasn't

part of the grand plan

that I had in store for myself,

but everything happens

for a reason, Blake.

Remember that.

And you know what...

I wouldn't trade my life

for anything in the world.

[Sighs]

[Car locks beep]

[Sighs]

I'm sorry.

[Turns on radio]

[Christmas music plays]

Oh yeah. Uh-huh.

Jingle bells

jingle bells

jingle all the way

oh, what fun

it is too ride--

You're not funny.

In a one-horse

open sleigh, hey!

Jingle bells

jingle bells

jingle all the way

oh, what fun

it is to ride

in a one-horse open sleigh

hey!

[Rending metal, horn blaring]

Doctor norbury,

paging doctor norbury.

Please report to radiology...

[Sighs groggily]

How-how you feeling?

Mom?

I'm sorry.

You've been out

for a couple of days.

The, uh...

Hospital got

a hold of me

because they won't

release you

on your own, so...

I-I've made arrangements

for you to come with me.

[Swallows hard]

Who are you?

I'm your father, Blake.

[Gasps in confusion]

[Breathing hard,

choking back tears]

[Cell phone call ringing]

Hi.

Hey.

You all done?

He's just getting

his stuff together now.

How long is he staying?

I don't know for how long.

I mean, you know,

as long as he wants, right?

Of course.

How's he doing?

He's fine, I guess.

As fine as can be expected,

considering.

He's still in shock.

That he can't live alone

until he's 18?

He just had to cancel

some fight thing.

I'm not sure he's ready.

Poor thing.

Have you guys

talked about it?

No.

He hasn't really spoken much.

Well, maybe he's waiting

for you to bring it up.

I know.

We have a long trip.

Okay.

Hey, babe...

I miss you.

I miss you, too.

Hey, where you going?

Friend's house.

No, Blake, Blake,

come here.

Don't touch me.

Blake...

I can't let you do that.

You don't have a choice.

Yes, I do.

You're still 17,

and regardless

of what you might think...

I'm still your--

don't you dare.

I am responsible for you.

Now, you turn 18

in less that a month.

After that, you can do

whatever you wish,

but for now,

you're coming with me to Miami,

and that's the end of it.

[]

Hey, Blake,

come on.

We're upstairs.

It's not much,

but it's the best we could do.

Why don't you drop your stuff?

I want to introduce you

to the girls.

I'm home.

Welcome back.

Blake, this is

my fiancee, Emily.

Hey.

Hey.

I'm sorry about your loss.

[Door opens]

Pia.

Blake, this is pia.

She's one of my students.

I'm so sorry about your mother.

Thanks.

Pia's from Chicago.

She's staying here

while she trains with me.

So, I hear

you're a fighter.

Yeah.

You ever dance?

Nope.

Pia's quite

an amazing dancer

herself.

It's her first year

on the main circuit.

She won junior nationals

last year.

With a different partner.

So I guess

I'm starting from scratch.

You'll do fine.

Her new partner, Rob,

is one of the best there is.

Aside from Ruben himself.

Well, maybe when I was younger.

Where's all this modesty

coming from?

We never won nationals.

We came in second place.

Not good enough.

Maybe you weren't as good

as you thought you were.

Man, that was awkward.

But...

Considering

the situation,

I think awkward

is getting off easy.

For what it's worth,

they're both really happy

to have you here.

They wanted me

to let you know

that you're more than

welcome to stay

for as long as you want--

[brakes screeching, horn blares]

[Gasping in fright]

Hey, pia!

Not funny, tezza.

I hear

you're dancing with Rob.

That's right.

I also hear you two are dating.

It's none of your business.

Well, it's going to take

more than a good dance partner

to win.

Whatever.

I sure wish you and Rob

the very best.

I wish you'd learn

how to drive.

[Scoffs]

Psycho!

Who was that?

[Tires squealing]

Last year's runner-up

at the spin.

What's that?

The holiday spin?

Every year,

Christmas Eve,

dancers from all over the state

come down for it.

Each team has to dance

to a Christmas Carol.

The winners represent Florida

at the nationals.

And there's a $50,000 prize

to the winning dance studio.

Oh.

So, what happened to

your last partner?

Uh, tore his achilles.

Tough luck.

Tell me about it.

Well, new guy

seems pretty good.

He's the reigning champ.

I told him

i was going to meet him.

So I'll see you later?

He's angry.

You can't blame him.

I mean, how would you feel

if you father abandoned you

when you were a baby?

I was young and stupid, Emily.

If I could take it back,

i would.

We all make mistakes.

Why didn't you

try to reach out?

I don't know.

Time went by so quick.

I guess...

By the time I was ready,

it was...

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