Holiday Spin Page #3
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is a deal-breaker for me.
How do you think
it made me feel,
the fact
that you wouldn't be with me?
How? please tell.
Like...
Like there's
something wrong with me.
This is ridiculous.
Don't touch me.
[Tires squealing]
[Crying]
[]
Watch your footwork.
One-two!
Set up the hook...
Good.
Watch your footwork.
One-two!
[Blows hammering]
Set up the hook!
Shoot!
I think you got
the hang of it.
Nice one.
Ruben says you're paying rent.
So?
So... he's your dad.
It's stupid.
Okay, well,
your dad asked me to tell you
that we're invited to
a Christmas party.
"We?"
Yes, "we."
Which means, you, too.
You know, I don't have
anything to wear.
I left most of
my stuff in storage.
So, we'll go to the mall.
I'll ask Josh and Mandy
to come along.
But I don't--
is it really
that bad?
We're still short.
Can't we borrow
against the studio?
I tried.
The bank won't do it.
Okay.
Where does that leave us?
We need to bring in
more revenue.
How?
Bring in more students.
There's a $50,000 prize.
Pia has to win
the holiday spin.
Find him something
that's not a t-shirt.
Come on.
Whoa.
You like?
Who are you trying to impress?
Oh, don't start.
Seriously.
Is it too much ta-ta?
Girl, you look amazing.
I've been trying to get you
to wear stuff like that
for ages.
Yeah, but you're trashy.
In the best possible way.
[Laughs]
I think this is it.
It's got my vote.
So where you from?
Pittsburgh.
We moved down
just to train with your dad.
He's not my dad.
What do you mean?
Nothing.
I would've expected you
to be a little more distraught
over the whole Rob ordeal.
Who says I'm not?
I do. Me.
Your best friend.
The truth is...
It was almost like a weight
was lifted off of my shoulders.
I knew it.
What?
Rob wasn't you.
You certainly
never went shopping
for a dress for him.
I'm not shopping for Blake.
I needed a dress
for the party.
Just shut it.
I haven't said a word.
Um, awkward...
Hi, whore.
Hi, b*tch.
Congratulations.
You and Rob are perfect
for one another.
Oh, I guess you heard
we're dancing together.
Yeah, it was
all over the news.
"Tramp bags ho."
Up yours.
Just leave her.
[Giggling]
Hey!
Let me out of here!
[Banging and rattling door]
We gotta go.
[Knocks]
You ready?
Wow...
Oh, stop it.
What's with the noose?
It's fine.
Not if you want to breathe.
How's that?
Seriously?
It looks great.
Look at you with the jokes.
Come on.
[Crowd humming busily]
[Music playing inside]
Fancy, huh?
Yeah.
Hi! welcome!
Merry Christmas!
[Lively dance versions
of Christmas Carols playing]
Hey.
Come on, babe.
[Crowd gasps]:
Hey, guys, it's Ruben!
Weren't they pro?
[]
[Crowd exclaiming in wonder]
You okay?
I'm fine.
[Song ends, everyone applauds]
[New song begins,
an uptempo
"hark the herald angels sing"]
[]
You know what that is
right there?
What?
Second place.
Let's dance.
Seriously?
Seriously.
[]
Are you seeing
what I'm seeing?
Like father, like son.
Come on, guys.
[Crowd cheering]
[]
[Applause and cheers]
[Cheering and applause]
[]
Everybody dance!
[Song ends]
[Hum of conversation]
You were fantastic!
Wasn't he?
So, does this mean
what I think it means?
Just to be clear.
I'm doing this
for pia.
Not you.
[]
Where you going?
I'm taking Blake
out for a burger.
Okay.
Pia...
Yes?
It's about you and Blake...
Yes?
You guys have been spending
an awful lot of time together.
And?
How do you feel about him?
He's... fun.
Good.
Is that it?
Are you two, um...
What?
Look...
If something were to happen
between the two of you,
it would...
Complicate things
even further.
I know how...
Look what happened
between you and Rob.
Am I right?
That's not fair.
I just want to be sure.
Okay.
Good.
[Couples chatting]
You like it?
Ain't it obvious?
Look at the beating
this burger is taking.
Well, you never know.
I hate it when people
recommend a place,
and it doesn't
live up to expectations.
No, it does, believe me.
I know my burgers.
Look, the perfect
meat-to-bun ratio.
Loosely packed meat.
Crispy lettuce,
and the right amount of juice
is running down my hands.
[Laughs]
I'm glad you like it.
I do.
Can I ask you something?
What?
Why would you lie
about dancing?
I just didn't want
my dad to know.
Why?
'Cause.
You're a hell of a dancer.
Thanks.
Is that why
you stopped dancing?
Your dad?
That, and...
I just got tired
of being called names.
You know, "twinkle-toes."
"Mama's boy..."
I just,
I had enough of getting
beat up, you know?
Did you ever tell your mom
that you were getting bullied?
I'd rather do my own fighting.
What was she like?
[Sighs heavily]
Fun, lively.
Strong.
She somehow managed,
all by herself.
I never felt like
i ever needed anything.
She was an amazing woman.
[Police cordoning traffic]
[Crowd murmuring in shock]
[Police radios crackle]
What happened?
Ruben came downstairs
and found it like this.
Can it be fixed?
It's ruined.
Okay, thank you, officer.
[Beeps phone off]
Apparently,
Rob has an alibi.
Who's the alibi?
Tezza.
Of course.
We'll be back in business
right after the holiday.
I understand.
It's just difficult
to get someone to come fix it
before then.
Of course.
You'll get
a full refund.
[Quietly] what's going on?
Students are
pulling out in droves.
Losing Rob to
another dance studio,
and now this?
He won't be able to stay
afloat for much longer.
People will come back.
Maybe.
But the majority need a place
to practice for the spin.
Once they sign up
somewhere else,
why would they come back?
Because we're going to win.
[Chuckles]
We don't even have
a place to practice.
I think I have a place.
You guys can use this place
after hours if you'd like.
As long as you don't interfere
with training.
So, what do you think?
I'll make it work.
I really appreciate you
doing this, man.
Can you dance
as good as you can fight?
Better.
This I gotta see.
Wait...
Turn your hip, okay?
Not so tough now, are you?
Oh, yeah?
[Giggling playfully]
Hey, that's enough.
Come on, we have a lot to do.
You tired?
[Sighs heavily]
Exhausted.
What am I going
to do with them?
What do you mean?
It's obvious
they like one another.
So? isn't that
a good thing?
After what happened with Rob?
They're not kids
anymore.
What's the alternative,
we forbid them from having
feelings for one another?
I don't know.
I guess...
I don't know.
Sorry to hear
about the studio.
I can't believe someone
would do something like this.
Go away, Rob.
You don't think I had
anything to do with it.
Did you?
Of course not.
But thanks for sending
the cops to my house.
I think she owes you
an apology.
You're right, babe.
She does.
Please go away.
Or what,
you're gonna sic
your boyfriend on me?
Blake, don't.
Leave or I'll call
the cops.
I'll see you at the spin.
[Knock on door]
Come in.
Pia said Rob
paid a visit last night.
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