Strictly Ballroom Page #3
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- 1992
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SCOTT:
Oh, yeah... like a proverb.
FRAN:
Yeah, sort of.
SCOTT:
A life half lived...
I like it.
Well, see you at
the State tomorrow.
FRAN:
OK. Do you think the rumba
is the right one to do?
SCOTT:
Yeah. Les will love it.
FRAN:
I do, too... the rumba, I mean.
SCOTT:
Fran, you know
what I said about the rumba...
being, you know,
the dance of love?
FRAN:
Yeah.
SCOTT:
- Well...
FRAN:
- Yeah?
SCOTT:
It's pretend.
You just pretend to be in love.
It's not real.
FRAN:
Oh, no... I didn't think...
'cause I didn't...
SCOTT:
Are you all right?
FRAN:
You better go.
SCOTT:
I'll see you tomorrow.
FRAN:
OK.
PRESENTER:
The State Championships...
featuring the magical
Mr. Nathan Starkey...
and Miss Tina Sparkle.
BARRY:
I want Tina to be
Scott's new partner, Les.
LES:
Tina Sparkle?
BARRY:
That's right, Les.
Bloody Nathan...
is going to announce
his retirement tonight.
Scott and Tina are
both without partners.
advantageous...
for all concerned if
they were seen together.
MERV:
But, Barry, Scott's
shenanigans have been causing...
a lot of distracting chat
down our way.
TERRY:
That's why
it's important that Scott...
is seen dancing the right steps
with the right partner.
Dance sport needs
good young couples, Merv.
Terry's hit the nail
on the head, Merv.
LES:
Let's not start chucking
the babies out with the bathtub.
I'm 100% behind it, Barry.
Francisca.
BARRY:
Well, gentlemen...
let's make this
a bloody good festival.
Oh, Les, just a tick.
LES:
This is wonderful, Barry...
wonderful.
BARRY:
He doesn't deserve her, Les.
I've been fielding
phone calls all week...
about the steps
Scott danced at the festival.
LES:
Scott's learned his lesson.
He's changed.
BARRY:
We both know where that young
man was heading, don't we?
Foolish boy.
But Scott's
got his second chance.
Let's not forget, Les,
that a Pan Pacific champion...
becomes a hero...
a guiding light
to all dancers...
someone who'll set
the right example.
LIZ:
You've been drinking.
KEN:
Bullshit! Push it.
LIZ:
You bloody have!
BARRY:
I love dancing, Les...
and I'm not going to let
what we've fought for...
Oh, look at that.
Go, 71!
LIZ:
You're drunk, aren't ya?
KEN:
Bullshit. Bullshit.
SHIRLEY:
69!
Come on!
Get your head up!
Come on, Freddy!
Come on, 54!
Go for it, 69, you old bum!
Do you two know
anything about...
this girl Scott's
trying out with?
KYLIE:
Who is it, Mum?
SHIRLEY:
Oh, goodness.
I'd be the last one to know.
WAYNE:
Scott says we'll never guess.
SHIRLEY:
Hey, Clarry, you haven't
seen Fran, have you?
CLARRY:
No. Maybe she got
a lift with Natalie.
It's our first big comp tonight.
SHIRLEY:
Les, do you know
anything about this girl?
LES:
Jesus, news travels fast
around this place.
KYLIE:
Who is it, Uncle Les?
LES:
Oh, you silly sour pusses.
Have a look at this!
"3 times Pan Pacific
champion Tina Sparkle...
"is hunting for a new partner.
"It was announced today
her partner of ten years...
"Nathan Starkey
will be retiring...
"because of commitments...
"to his landscape
gardening business.
"Their farewell exhibition...
"will be this weekend's
State Finals.
"The question
"is who will snaffle Tina."
Scott Hastings, that's who.
SHIRLEY:
- Oh, my God!
- Yes!
Tina Sparkle!
Les, do you think
she'll dance with him?
LES:
Straight after her exhibition...
she's hopping into
And the next to dance
will be the mother and son...
SHIRLEY:
Oh, Doug,
it's an answer to our prayers.
She's a nice little chicky.
She photographs well.
Oh, Franny, isn't it exciting?
I thought he'd never
find a new partner...
and now everything's
turned out wonderfully.
FRAN:
Do you think so?
SHIRLEY:
Of course I do!
Les and I are beside ourselves!
FRAN:
Well, I'm very happy, too.
SHIRLEY:
Of course you are, lovey.
Gee, you look nice tonight.
You've been using
that buff puff I gave you.
LES:
If he doesn't hurry up,
I might jump in myself.
SCOTT:
Ha ha! Mr. Kendall!
Oh, Mum.
I was going to tell you...
Oh, yes.
Very funny, you little devil.
Well, we know all about it.
WAYNE:
Bloody fantastic, mate!
You should have told us,
you know.
Uncle Lessie
was onto it first.
SCOTT:
You haven't even
seen us dance yet.
Come on, son. You two
were made for each other!
DOUG:
I find it difficult
to get the films now.
It's all
video, video, video...
SHIRLEY:
For goodness sake, Doug.
She's not the slightest
bit interested.
Look at her.
She's beside herself.
Who would have thought it, eh?
someone like Tina Sparkle.
Yes.
PRESENTER:
The fairy princess...
of the dance floor,
Miss Tina Sparkle...
and for the last time...
Tina Sparkle.
Fran, l...
...Mr. Nathan Starkey!
SHIRLEY:
Oh, isn't Tina beautiful?
PRESENTER:
Ladies and gentlemen,
this evening...
dancing together
for the last time...
Mr. Nathan Starkey
and Miss Tina Sparkle.
What a great partnership...
and what a show...
as they dance for you
the Fruity Rumba.
She's a funny girl.
Be back in a minute.
Ah, the beginning...
with a lovely
double ronde shuffle.
Yes. Let's hear that applause.
Well-deserved.
Watch it, Frangipani!
Listen, sweetie...
I'm the one driving
You're driving the engine?
What's that in the thermos?
Hi, Scott.
- Have you seen Fran?
- Fran? Fran who?
Jeez.
PRESENTER:
It's a double dip...
ah... into a quick
whip split! Beaut!
Oh, yes, a beautifully
arced crest move.
That will go down a treat
with the judges...
at the Pan Pacific this year.
Excuse me.
All these steps
can be found...
on Barry Fife's
brilliant video "Dance to Win."
For 29.95, it's a must.
President Mr. Barry Fife
will be personally signing...
copies of his video
in the foyer.
Classy final, twilight lift.
Oh, look at this.
Fran, I didn't
Are you going
to dance with Tina?
I...
She's a champion.
I think you should.
She's your style.
You'd really suit each other.
I've been working towards
winning the Pan Pacifics...
since I was six years old.
Beautifully struck.
I'm sure you'll win.
Flowing into
the reverse whip split.
You won't admit you love me
And so how am I ever to know?
You always tell me,
"Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps"
A million times I've asked you
And then I ask you over again
You only answer,
"Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps"
If you can't make your mind up
We'll never get started
And I don't want to wind up
Being parted, broken-hearted
So if you really love me,
say yes
But if you don't, dear,
confess
And please don't tell me,
"Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps"
Shh, shh.
What's going on?
"Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps"
Ahem.
If you can't make your mind up
We'll never get started
And I don't want to wind up...
It's the inconceivable sight
...broken-hearted
So if you really love me
Check it out.
Say yes
But if you don't, dear,
confess
And please don't tell me
"Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps"
"Perhaps, perhaps..."
You're kidding.
Fran.
Give them a big hand!
A shining example...
Quick, Tina's coming!
Give her a hand.
Scott, Tina's coming.
No! I'm helping Fran.
I don't want to hear it.
Les, give me a hand.
She'll be dancing
with a brand-new partner.
Tina, wonderful,
wonderful...
the fruit... everything.
Les, President Fife...
would like a word with
you and Scott... now!
What's going on?
Ah, silly accident.
This poor girl fell.
I'm Shirley Hastings.
Mum...
Scott,
Tina's been dying to meet you.
Look, Mum...
No, Scott.
We'll look after Fran.
You need to have a chat
with President Fife.
Better not keep him waiting.
We'll be back for the social.
Tina, take your time
getting changed.
Come on, Scott.
Scott.
A top routine, Teens.
Ugh.
I thought that was good.
Come on, come on.
I don't know what you two
thought you were doing.
There's obviously been
but we're going to fix
that nasty bruise.
And then, Fran...
for everyone if you went home.
You're a beginner, Fran.
What the hell did you think
you were doing?
And you're really clumsy.
That's why you fell over.
Scott wanted...
Well, of course
Scott would say that.
But you don't want to ruin
his chances, do you?
Do you?
Now...
You can see it would be best
for everybody concerned...
if you just went home
can't you, Franny?
Can't you?
Yes, Mrs. Hastings.
I understand Les has lined you
up with Tina Sparkle.
Well, don't blow it, son...
because if you don't
start listening...
to your teachers
and superiors...
there won't be
a mark on the score card...
low enough for you
at the Pan Pacific.
Comprende?
Barry's only thinking
of your well being.
Where would we be
if everybody made up steps?
Out of a job.
Don't listen to him, Barry.
He's excited about
dancing with Tina.
He doesn't know
what he's saying. Scott!
Scott!
Now, we can't expect Tina
to wait around all night.
Yes, I know, Terry. I'm sorry.
Oh, Tina.
Oh, my goodness,
you look terrific.
What the hell
was that all about?
You know, with Fran.
Fran, Fran, Fran...
Fran?
Fran, Fran, Fran...
Fran. Wasn't she that girl...
Well, here we all are.
Where is she?
- Who?
- Fran.
Fran who?
Fran... you know,
the girl that fell.
Oh, she went home, darling.
- What?
- She went shopping.
No, she had to make
a phone call.
You're pathetic.
What's wrong with you?
That's what I've been
trying to find out...
for the last three weeks, Wayne.
What's wrong with me?
What is so wrong
with the way I dance?
Ha ha ha ha...
Come on, now, Scott.
Tina's waiting.
You're all so scared...
you wouldn't know
what you thought.
Look, is he dancing
with Tina or not?
Yes.
I'm sorry, Tina.
I'm not available.
No, Scott! Wayne, Wayne!
- Well.
- Scott!
Aah! What's going on?
Care for a dance, Teens?
Jesus, you danced
impressively today.
Do you think so, Mr. Fife?
Oh, God, yes.
You should try a bogo pogo
in your samba, though.
It's a terrific step...
especially coming out
of a lock whisk.
Yeah, well, actually...
It's in me video.
You got one?
- Uh, well, no...
- Take this one.
Well, thanks, Mr. Fife.
You know,
Scott's not the only one...
It's Wayne, isn't it?
Yeah, Wayne.
Yeah. I've seen this bad
influence before, Wayne.
You know, one bad egg
can rot the whole barrel.
Know what I mean?
Hmm?
Fran.
What are you doing here?
I want to dance with you.
Go away. I'll get in trouble.
What happened to
"a life lived in fear"...
and all that stuff?
It's no use.
You were right. I'm a beginner.
I'll never be like them.
I don't want you
to be like them.
You're better than all of them.
Fran, I want to dance with you
at the Pan Pacifics.
We won't win.
I just want to dance our steps.
Francisca!
Es mi...
My dancing partner.
You go now!
Go! Go!
No!
We just dance together,
that's all!
What sort of dance do you dance
so late at night?
Paso doble.
Paso doble?
Tu bailas paso doble?
What?
You dance the paso doble?
Heh. Yeah.
Show. Show.
Yes. We want to see
this paso doble.
Come on.
Show us your paso doble.
Show me your paso doble.
Paso doble.
Hey, it's all right.
Just try and keep up.
Four count intro.
Ha ha ha!
What?
What's so funny?
Paso doble?
Paso doble.
Hey!
Grandma would like to teach us.
Ah ha ha.
Where do you feel the rhythm?
No, no, no, no.
Aqui y aqui.
Listen to the rhythm.
Don't be scared.
Follow.
Hey!
Muy bien. Muy bien.
Ha ha ha!
Have you eaten?
If you haven't, there's
some chops in the fridge.
No, I'm fine.
How could you?
How could you do that to Tina?
She's a Pan Pacific champion.
First thing in the morning,
you get on that phone...
and you apologize.
I won't be dancing with Tina.
What?
I'm dancing with Fran.
Fran! Doug, he said
he won't be dancing with Tina!
I heard.
you silly man.
Why do you
pick on Dad all the time?
How dare you speak
to me like that?
The sacrifices
that we have made for you...
the money, the time,
and the effort.
Oh, shut up!
And what about Les?
He has taught you
everything you know...
and you're just throwing it
back in his face.
I'm bored with it.
I don't believe
that I'm hearing this!
I have been with your father
for 25 years!
Do you think I get bored?
Of course I do...
but you stick with your goals.
And eventually,
- What rewards?
- Winning the Pan Pacific.
I don't care about winning
Ohh!
He doesn't care about winning
That's what he said.
He just wants to dance
Oh, that's great for
the studio, isn't it?
Wayne, don't let
your imagination...
run away with this.
It's true, Mrs. H.
It's like President Fife says...
"one bad egg can rot
the whole barrel."
No. You are all overreacting.
Nothing terrible
is going to happen!
Aah!
What?
Ken dropped me.
Oh... dear...
People will laugh at me.
Yes. You just got
not to be scared...
All right?
You remind me of your mother,
you know.
I am very proud of you.
And if...
if your mum was here...
she would be very proud, too.
Francisca!
Fran! Francisca!
It's too jazzy.
Don't throw away your energy.
See... keep the focus
between you.
The face is strong.
Si. Uno, dos, tres.
Hyah!
Uno, dos, tres.
Hey!
Muy bien, Fran. Very good.
Uno, dos, y tres.
Uno, dos, tres.
New steps, new steps.
New steps, new steps,
new steps.
New steps, new steps,
new steps, new steps.
New steps, new steps,
new steps!
New steps,
new steps, new steps...
There are no new steps!
I unequivocally state
there are no new steps...
ratified for
Comprende?
This is getting out of hand.
Oh! Ohh!
Oh, Charm, stop it!
I got to think.
Something's got to
be done about this.
If you can't dance the step,
you can't teach it.
If you can't teach it,
we might as well...
all pack up and go home.
With young Liz
available again...
you've got a chance to get
so to speak.
Barry, we've tried everything
we can to convince him!
- Except the truth.
- What do you mean?
Look, we all go back too far
to beat about the bush.
I know we agreed the past
should be left in the past...
but it's about time that lad
learned some home-truths...
about where this kind
of thing can lead.
I'd better fill
the drinks machine.
Ole!
Ole!
You are ready, kids!
Ha ha! You are ready.
Yes. They're ready.
We've tried everything
we can to convince him!
Except the truth.
Are you nervous about tomorrow?
Yeah. Are you?
Me, neither.
Fran.
Yeah?
You know what I said
about the rumba...
and it being pretend?
Yeah?
Well...
What?
I think I made a mistake.
Oh, no!
What?
and help him with his...
Bogo pogo.
Better not keep him waiting.
Vivir con miedo
es como vivir a medias.
Wayne!
Wayne!
Wayne's not here.
Hope you don't mind.
We know we can't win...
but we're going
to dance anyway.
So let's not waste
each other's time.
He was the most beautiful dancer
I'd ever seen.
What?
He could have been the greatest
champion of them all.
But he was like you.
He threw it all away.
Who?
The man in this photograph.
What are you talking about?
who was potentially...
this country's ever seen.
I'm talking about your father...
Doug Hastings.
Aw, come on.
Dad doesn't even dance.
You think it's funny?
You think it's funny, do you?
I worshipped that man.
We all did.
Doug Hastings was
an inspiration to us all.
But that's Les.
Les was Mum's partner.
No, Scott.
That's Doug.
I know to look at him today...
it's hard to believe,
but once...
Once...
Ah, once.
Doug and Shirley Hastings
were the best bloody couple...
this country had ever seen.
Couple number 100!
Doug and Shirley Hastings!
Couple number 100,
Doug and Shirley...
Couple number 100.
You know, Scott, your dad...
he had it all...
Looks, charm, confidence.
He had everything... everything.
My God, he was magnificent!
Grr!
Samba, cha-cha,
rumba, jive... anything.
He could do anything!
Brilliant!
My goodness, he showed
those chickies a thing or two.
I was your dad's best mate
in those days.
Heh heh heh!
We'd just scruff it together,
you know, swing it around.
Lessie would come along,
of course.
The three of us together,
the old gang.
We were a bunch
of old funsters.
We all wanted to win,
of course...
but with your mum
as your dad's partner...
we had no chance.
They were magnificent.
Ooh, yeah
Take a look at me,
I'm yesterday's hero
Yesterday's hero
That's all I'll be
They had it
all before them...
a perfect career.
And then...
everything changed.
Your dad became,
I don't know...
self-obsessed,
focused on himself...
a selfish dancer.
I didn't know
what to make of it.
He started doing his own thing,
improvising...
throwing in crazy, wild,
crowd-pleasing steps.
A bit like yourself, Scott.
Not always...
strictly ballroom.
Shirley put up with it
for as long...
as she bloody well could.
It was only a matter of time...
before she eventually...
cracked.
I tried to warn him,
but, no, he wouldn't listen.
He wouldn't listen
to any of us.
He'd lost touch with reality.
He was convinced
he and your mum...
could win
dancing his own steps.
Of course, they lost.
Heh. I was lucky enough
to win that year.
The shock sent Doug crazy.
He vowed
For a while there...
we didn't think
he'd pull through.
Slowly, little by little,
day by day...
from the dark pit of despair...
and tack together
some semblance of a life.
When you were born,
He vowed that one day...
you'd win the trophy
That's why I've been
so hard on you, Scott.
For Doug to see you so close
and go the same way he went...
it would be too much
for him to bear.
I really think
it would kill him.
I managed to save this
as a souvenir.
Doug got rid of
everything else.
Don't tell anybody I've got it.
Why didn't anyone tell me?
Doug destroyed
your mother's career.
We had to keep it from you.
Your father's
a proud man, Scott.
He wouldn't want me to do this,
but I'm begging you.
Dance with Liz and win
the Pan Pacific once...
just once for Doug.
He's suffered enough, Scott.
Don't you think he deserves
a little happiness?
Ultimately, of course,
it's up to you.
You do what you think is best.
I know you'll make
the right decision.
Dance with Liz.
Win the Pan Pacific once,
just once for Doug.
He's suffered enough, Scott.
The Pan Pacific
Grand Prix!
Come on!
Put your hands together,
ladies and gentlemen...
for the magnificent
old-time Viennese.
Thank you, couples.
You may leave the floor.
Very good, darling.
Very good.
Straight down the line.
Couldn't fault it.
Yes, well-done.
Well-done. Well-done.
- Jesus, Ken!
- I only had one drink!
Poor Tina.
It's like dancing in a brewery.
Ha ha ha!
Couples
for the beginners final...
Please take the floor.
Look, Scott! It's Fran!
I didn't think she'd turn up.
Back in beginners
where she belongs.
And she stole my partner.
You made
the right decision, mate.
I know at times it's been
confusing for you, Scott...
but I'm speaking
for the whole studio...
when I say that
by putting your trust...
in the Federation,
And I think this will be
reflected in the results...
of the big one yet to come,
the Open Latin final.
Son, can I bend your ear
for a tick?
Doug! Don't be stupid.
He's got to get ready
for the Latin.
I must get back
to the scrutineers table.
Go for it, boy.
Come on, come on,
come on, come on.
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Submitted on May 01, 2016
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