Shall We Dance Page #6

unless you feel it.

Be this alive.

Be this alive tomorrow.

Thank you.

God, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, I lost my balance.

Oh, that's OK.

I lost my fianc.

Lisa! Lisa.

- There you are.

- Found the earring.

John Clark.

Photo op. Come on.

Smile, everyone.

Paso doble!

- Good luck, everybody.

- Good luck.

- Hey.

- Yeah.

So what did I tell you?

Girls love guys who can dance, right?

Even I got a partner.

Check it out.

Cute.

- But who's the guy?

- Oh, that's her brother.

Yeah, we play basketball together.

Aren't they adorable?

They're gonna get slaughtered.

Oh, shh. Don't say that.

Mr. Clark.

John?

You look blue. Breathe.

Thanks.

Ladies and gentlemen,

good evening.

The Chicago Taittinger Trophy

Latin competition will now begin.

Judges, this is a semifinal round

with 11 couples on the floor.

And now, ladies and gentlemen,

your first dance is the cha-cha.

Music, please.

Nice chass, Vern!

Whoa!

Let's hear it for the cha-cha,

ladies and gentlemen.

Who's your favorite couple out there?

Let them hear their numbers.

We danced like sh*t! All you did

was worry about that stupid wig!

Well, what did you

expect me to do? You saw...

I know, he's a pig.

But you know what? This is Latin.

The judges are looking

at your hips, not your hair.

So unless that thing

looks good on your ass, lose it!

Fine!

We love you, baldy!

Thank you, dancers.

Please take your positions for your

second and final dance of this competition,

the paso doble.

Music, please.

Looks like he got rid of

a lot more than the wig.

Ladies and gentlemen, I have the

final results for the Latin competition.

Your finalists are...

couple 102...

We did it! Lisa,

we did it, we did it!

Couple 104.

- Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

- Couple 106.

Couple 109.

Couple 110.

And couple 105...

has been disqualified.

What?!

I thought Slick Willy

was pretty good.

Bad attitude. Ungentlemanly behavior.

It's a British sport, after all.

- The man was working it.

- Well...

Immediately following,

the standard competition.

Ladies and gentlemen,

the Chicago Taittinger Trophy

standard competition will now begin.

Judges, this is a semifinal round

with ten couples on the floor.

They'll be dancing the waltz

and the quickstep.

Now, ladies and gentlemen,

let's bring our dancers out...

with a nice big round of applause.

Couples 115...

Couple 116.

Couple number 117.

Couple number 118.

Couple number 119.

Couple 120.

Couple 121...

Wow.

Come on, come on,

we're gonna be late.

Hey, you're not gonna

choke on me, are you?

I think my feet are asleep,

I don't remember anything...

Don't worry. You're great.

You look beautiful.

And finally, couple number 126.

- There they are.

- Yeah. They look nervous.

No, not them. Them.

You invited them?

She said she wanted to be

a witness to her husband's life.

I thought she should witness this.

So you're a marriage counselor now. But

could you at least bill Mrs. Clark for that?

As our dancers take their positions

for their first dance,

I'd like to remind the judges that you'll be

recalling six couples for the final round.

Ladies and gentlemen,

your first dance is the waltz.

Music, please.

Well done!

He's awesome.

Dad is awesome!

Spectacular.

It's spectacular.

- 116!

- Whoo!

Way to go, Dad!

Such a beautiful waltz.

We weren't terrible.

I can't believe it.

Of course we weren't - you were

dancing with me, you big nut.

...the second and final dance

of this competition, the quickstep!

- Hey, is your daughter here tonight?

- No. Why?

I thought I heard someone

yell at you "Go, Dad."

Yes!

126!

Go, Dad!

Way to go, Dad!

- Beverly!

- Dad.

- Wait a minute. Wait, wait.

- Dad, you were terrific.

Get in the car, Jen.

Just get in the car.

Beverly, how did you know?

Because I hired a detective. Yeah.

I thought you were having an affair.

- It's ridiculous, I know. OK. I feel...

- Hey, listen, that was really bad luck.

Don't worry.

There's always next year.

Oh, "there's always next year." Thanks.

Well, I have a whole year to prepare for it.

- Beverly, please, can we talk...

- No, there's nothing to talk about.

Please.

Will you please stay here...

Stop. No.

- Please, will you talk to me?

- If you want to talk,

you can start by explaining what was it

that I just saw in there? What did I witness?

I'm not having an affair.

There was no aff...

What's goin' on?

- Let's go!

- They're new friends.

But you could've told me about it, couldn't

you? You just completely left me out.

Why didn't you tell me, John?

You've gotta answer that.

- I was ashamed.

- Ashamed of what? Of dancing?

- Well, no, no...

- Well, then of what?

Of wanting to be happier.

When we have so much.

And it's not your fault.

Hey, Fred Astaire!

You're blocking traffic!

Finally! Thank you!

The reading of a will can actually

come as a kind of relief.

After the initial shock wears off

about that trust fund for the family dog,

or the opera seats

left to the gardener,

there is at least the sense that

everything is finally out on the table.

This, you are not gonna

believe this, guys. Louis, Louis.

"Link started dancing in 1985.

"It soon became his passion and he

started dancing six days a week.

"Lawyer by day and dancer by night,

"Link really lights up the floor

with all of his energy."

See? I told you. I knew it.

I knew Link Peterson was a freaky bastard.

I think Linky Link might be batting for

the other team, you know what I mean?

Could those pants be any tighter?

Look at his package!

Somebody get a magnifying glass!

There is nothing wrong

with ballroom dancing.

Sorry.

Oh...

F*** you all.

And football sucks.

- Hey, how you doin'?

- Hey.

Surprise.

- This is gorgeous.

- Yeah, it's a pretty spot.

Thanks.

John, look, we just wanted

to talk to you for a minute.

Yeah, I just hope that you weren't

staying away from class on account of me.

I'm not mad about you ripping

my dress or anything. Seriously.

I mean, I know you always

wanted to look at my ass...

and I think you picked a pretty weird

time to do it, but I forgive you, John.

- Thanks. Thank you.

- Honestly. OK?

Come on, can we tell Miss Mitzi

you're coming back?

I'm sorry, guys, I'm not coming back.

It's... It's... I'm done with that now.

But thanks a lot for coming out here.

I really appreciate that.

John, look...

Paulina, you know, she's gonna

go to England to study dance,

and we're havin' a little, you know,

going-away party for her...

and we'd love for you to come.

Really love it if you would come by.

She gave me this

to give to you, so...

Anyway, we hope that

we see you there. All right?

All right, come on.

- Bye, John.

- Bye.

"I hope you're not upset about

what happened with you and Bobbie.

"Because you were

wonderful that night.

"I'd hate to think that what happened

would make you give it all up.

"You looked so graceful

and brave out there -

a different person from the one who

first walked into Miss Mitzi's studio.

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