The Cutting Edge 3: Chasing the Dream Page #2

"You slip up again, you SOB,

and so help me... "

Her lips aren't even moving.

Well, that's because she's learned to talk

- through clenched teeth, so she...

- Enough.

Bryan is setting up a meeting.

And you will skate with her,

and we will make the decision as a team.

- This is business, remember?

- Yeah.

Damn.

Oh, here. Let me get that for you.

Here you go.

You can't carry one at a time, hey?

Well, not if we're gonna keep them happy.

This place gets any busier,

you and Pop are gonna have to

get back to work, you know,

and manufacture some new help.

Don't even think of such things.

Go back to study now.

You've got a class tonight.

Don't tell me. You came all the way here

for the horchata?

Well, I was thinking of trying the menudo.

Figured I'd ask your opinion.

Well, chiquititas like you

should never eat menudo.

In fact, they should stay away

from any of the duskier flavors,

if you know what I mean.

How'd you find us, anyway?

I looked up your league

in the park's registry.

This isn't exactly the first taco stand

I've been to today.

Good.

Then lunch is officially over.

Look,

I just want to know if that girI

on your team will skate with me,

professionally, as a tryout. It's what I do.

I know what you do,

and I know what you are.

I watched your grandfather develop

the Conroy Center.

Amazing how a nice little neighborhood

had to disappear

so you could have that fancy ice rink

all to yourself, right?

Right. Do you know what?

I still want to talk to the girI.

All right.

Okay, listen.

You want to ask Alex something,

ask her yourself.

You mind?

- All right? Enjoy.

- Thank you.

Look, just give me five minutes.

You're wasting your time.

I don't go for guys in leotards.

Okay, good. Then there won't be

any romantic distractions.

Let me ask you a question.

Will you skate with me?

Go on.

What makes you think I can do it?

When I saw you on the ice,

remember? Or was that someone else?

All you saw was my dust, baby.

Not a great selling point for you.

I was wearing figure skates.

See? That's what I'm talking about.

You know you're good, and so do I.

Yeah, but that doesn't mean

I can do triple-toes and salchows.

I mean, I haven't worn

figure skates since I was 10.

Well, that's what coaches are for.

Come on. You got nothing to lose.

Oh, really?

'Cause I have nothing better to do

than to make a fooI of myself

in front of you and your friends.

It won't be like that.

I promise.

- I have to get back to work.

- Hey.

Think about it.

You could call me,

or show up at the rink at 3:00.

Yeah.

Ah, Celeste. So when are you back?

Four months. Give or take.

Not untiI after Paris?

Well, that has to suck.

Yeah, I'll call you back.

- I have exactly one hour, Bryan.

- Not a problem.

He's here.

You're late.

Would you be on time

for your own execution?

- Darling boy.

- Misha.

Great to see you, and glamorous as ever.

- I try.

- I know.

- And how's Rudy?

- Not dead. Yet.

Bryan says you're afraid to skate with me.

- Well, after Celeste's leg...

- That was an accident.

- I try to protect my partner.

- Don't we all?

Well, that's not what Rudy said.

He said in Tokyo that you threatened to...

How did he put it?

That son of a b*tch!

I am going back to Moscow.

- I'm so sorry. Are you all right?

- Like you really care.

- Ice looks good today.

- Well, that went well.

Very clever. Very neatly done.

I just hope you have a reasonable

explanation, or at least an alternative.

- Can you just wait?

- For what?

For you to grow up?

Meet the alternative.

Dropped your phone.

- Thanks for letting me use your skates.

- Don't worry about it.

It's not like I'm using them.

It's been so long, I forgot how

uncomfortable these things are.

- All right.

- Watch your edges, they're sharper.

And relax.

And don't forget about the toe...

Picks.

- Thank you.

- Didn't see that coming.

I'm good.

All right, let's try some moves in the field.

- Do you hear me?

- Maybe not. What do you want me to do?

Moves in the field.

Three turns, mohawks,

chocktaws, spirals, you know...

Moves.

Why didn't you just say so?

Okay.

Okay, so she's been

watching some skating,

and yes, Zack, she's an athlete.

But she hasn't shown me

anything I couldn't get

out of a fourth-grade prospect.

Oh, really?

- Let me skate with her.

- Be my guest.

You... Are you comfortable?

Sure, your coach made me feeI

so at home, it's like we're family.

Yeah. Here.

All right. Arms straight.

Okay, we'II... We'll work from strokes

into crossovers, and...

When you're okay with it,

we'll throw in some jumps.

Okay, then.

Okay, there you go.

- Are we good?

- That all you got?

Three turn on your left foot.

Whoa!

Hold on.

Well?

Sixth grade, maybe.

Barely ready for junior high.

That girI hasn't worn figure skates

since she was 10 years old.

You saw what she did

in less than half an hour.

Look, we gave her a shot.

She's just not cutting it.

Can we please try somebody else?

I'll see you tomorrow.

I saw it.

And?

You'll never have her ready in time...

But there's definitely something there.

Come on, help me in my car.

You feeling okay, hijita?

You don't have to play, ama.

I know Bobby told you everything.

Okay.

So, how did it go?

The coach was right. I have no place there.

The coach, sure, but the other one.

What did he think?

He's still talking about skating with me

and going to the nationals and to Paris.

But he's a famous skater,

and if he wants to skate with you,

then that means something, no?

No.

Maybe.

This is what you always wanted.

No.

Let me show you something.

These were the most important things

in your life once.

You slept with them.

You even wanted to wear them to schooI.

But when we could no longer afford

the lessons,

you threw them to the garbage.

It's okay to be afraid, mi amor.

But don't let the fear keep you from doing

what you were meant to do.

It hurts too much, mami...

To want something like that and lose it.

You don't know how many times

I cried myself to sleep.

I know you cried.

Because I stood outside your door

and listened.

And I cried, too.

This passion you have

is so much a part of your spirit.

Had I known, I would have given my life

not to have taken it from you.

I know.

There are few second chances

in life, Alexandra.

And this opportunity...

Forget the risk and fear.

You have to try.

Okay, mami.

Let's, um...

- Let's try a platter lift.

Do you know what a platter lift is?

- No.

- Okay, I'm going to put my hands

down to your stomach. Down here.

All the homies

They know what I mean

- Baby, let me show you how I lean

- Like a cholo

Lay back

Bounce in the club

When we do a dance, yeah

We do it like what?

Like a...

Like a cholo

Side to side

Elbows up

Side to side

Side to side

Like a cholo

All up in the club

Ten deep

Lookin' for some hyenas

We on the creep

I need a bad one

A real freak

Find them at the dance floor

So don't sleep

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