Step Up Page #6

Huh? Huh?

Yo, yo, here's the man.

What's up, T?

- What's goin' on, man?

- Nada.

I'm good. So this

your man's spot right here?

Yeah, man.

It's tight.

Yeah, right.

So, I don't know,

what's been goin' on?

Everything cool.

Nora's good.

Yeah?

- Andrew quit, though.

- What you mean, he quit?

He got hurt.

He can't dance with her anymore.

Damn.

- I don't know. Whatever.

- Yeah, whatever.

Why don't you stop the bullshit? I bet you

been mopin' around as much as she has.

- She been mopin'?

- I ain't sayin' nothin', man.

- Did you see a tear?

- Nah.

Mopin'.

Shut up. Let me

introduce you to somebody.

- All right, my man C.

- What's up?

My boy Mac.

Mac, this is Miles. Miles, Mac.

(game plays in background)

(Whistle bloWs)

I started tearin' up like a little girl tellin'

them that I go to the School of the Arts.

- Wait, hold up. You go to MSA?

- Yeah.

- That's how you know each other?

- Yeah.

Yeah, exactly.

You don't look like

no art-school cat to me.

What's an art-school cat

supposed to look like?

Miles Davis, Tupac, Mobb Deep -

those cats went to art school.

- I'm just sayin'...

- You know what? Just shut up.

Yo, what's up, playas?

Yo, yo, yo, what's up? How y'all doin'?

- Skinny, what are you doin' here?

- The same thing you doin' here.

- Let's go. Out the door. No.

- What are you talkin' about?

Hey, move, man, move.

Let me be here, man.

What's wrong with you?

Let's go. Let's go.

Come on, man.

Here. Matter of fact, here.

Here's some bus money. Go home.

Why I gotta leave?

What you talkin' about?

- Your mom'll kill us if she finds you here.

- Go home.

Man, let me in.

Shh...

Man, I'm lookin' all sexy for no reason.

What y'all laughin' at, man?

- What up, Skinny?

- Don't touch me.

- I'll be back. Watch the car.

- Be right here, PJ.

Kick me out the party.

Hey, yo, get me a 40.

- What you got in the bag?

- My music, you know.

Do somethin', then.

- You want me to show 'em somethin'?

- Put it down.

It's nothin', it's nothin'.

- DJ, can I get up on your table real quick?

- Yeah, you cool.

Watch this.

( "Imma Shine")

You're supposed to be

watching the car.

Told you to watch the car, man.

Come get me.

Take the sWing. Here's your chance

You got nothin' to lose. Make your stand

The clock is tickin'

and time ain't Waitin'

When ya all alone.

That's What you're facin'...

- You see what your brother's doing?

- Who?

Your little brother, man. Come on.

That boy don't listen, man.

What's he doin'?

Yo, Mac, Ty,

bring some girls out here.

That's PJ's truck.

- Skinny, get out of that truck.

- Man, why?

- I said get out.

- Let's go get him.

Man...

(brakes squeal)

(gunshots)

(croWd screaming)

Skinny.

Oh, no, no, no, man.

Yo, Skinny, Skinny.

Say something, say something.

Talk. Talk to me.

Yo, call somebody, man!

Do somethin'.

Call 911 !

Get up, get up.

Get up, man, get up!

(siren Wailing)

Hey.

Hey.

How long you been out here?

(sighs)

I don't know.

How's your mom?

She spoke to me

for the first time today.

- You know they got PJ, right?

- That's not gonna bring Skinny back.

- This ain't your fault.

- That don't bring him back either.

I hate seeing you beat yourself up.

I'm beating myself up? We been

beating ourselves up way before Skinny...

(ball hits fence)

Skinny's dead.

He's gone.

My little brother's gone.

And that's on me, Ty.

I know that.

I ain't stupid.

All the partying,

stealing cars, messin' around.

You don't think I know

it's a bunch of bull?

- We're doing the best we can.

- You really believe that?

You really think this is the best we can be?

No.

I wanna be better.

I wanna do better.

You're right.

We gotta do it for my moms, for Skinny.

For Skinny.

Can you do me a favor?

Yeah.

Will you come somewhere with me?

(chatter)

Have a good show tonight.

Hey, Miles. Hey.

What's up?

- Have you heard from Tyler at all?

- Nah, nah.

How's Nora?

- She's good.

- That's cool.

That's cool.

(chuckles)

- What was that all about?

- Thanks, I guess, for...

Hey, guys.

- Hey, what's up?

- Hey.

- Miles, you ready?

- Oh, yeah, you know it.

Great. See ya there.

Luce, have a good show tonight.

You too.

(chatter)

(applause)

Welcome, ladies and gentlemen,

to this very special evening.

The senior showcase is a highlight of our

year at the Maryland School of the Arts.

Ten minutes, everyone.

(sighs)

- You all right?

- Yeah.

Gimme some. Come on.

- Hey, yo, thanks, man.

- Will you go?

( orchestra)

Nora.

- What are you doing here?

- Before you say anything...

Shh!

I don't know where to start. I just...

I'm sorry. I shouldn't have

walked out on you like that.

- Tyler, this is not the time.

- Please let me get this out.

I've made every wrong decision

I could possibly have made.

I'm doing this without a partner.

That's enough.

Nora, check your dancers.

Tyler, I don't think

you realize how important this is.

I do realize how important this is.

That's exactly why I'm here.

You said if I want something,

I gotta fight for it. Right?

That's what I'm doing. I'm fighting for

something real for the first time in my life.

I can't do this right now.

This is everything I've worked for.

I know and I'm sorry. I wanted you

to do this the way you imagined it.

That's it.

I can't.

It's too late.

OK.

Um...

Good luck.

Tyler.

Do you remember the steps?

Couldn't forget 'em

even if I wanted to.

OK, everyone, we're back

to the old dance with Tyler.

- (boy) Yeah!

- (dancers cheer)

OK, let's go.

This is the girl

I was telling you about.

(Woman) OK.

- Excuse me.

- Sure.

( music starts)

(cheering and applause)

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I see you. Give it to me

Stop playin'. Ah

I see you. Give it to me

Stop playin'

(applause)

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Let's get it goin' noW

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Yoa h, como onn

Unnh, unnnnh

Let's go

I see you. Give it to me

Stop playin'. Ah

I see you. Give it to me

Stop playin'. Ah

I see you. Give it to me

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I see you. Give it to me

Stop playin'. Ah

I see you. Give it to me

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I see you. Give it to me

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(music stops)

(cheering and applause)

Bravo!

(chuckles)

You were so good.

That's right.

(Whispers)

Hey, that was good stuff

out there. Worked it.

That was all pretty good.

You seen me dance before.

But not like that. I ain't

never seen you do nothing like that.

- That was her right there.

- That's her?

And over here,

this is Nora Clark.

- Wow, you were wonderful.

- Thank you so much.

I'd like to discuss with you the possibility

of joining our company after graduation.

- I would love that.

- Yeah, me too.

She's everything you said she'd be.

Who's the male lead?

This is Tyler Gage.

He's a transfer.

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