[lively classical music playing]
[Cassie] Pain is every dancer's companion,
the annoying friend you can never escape,
the one you hope won't call very often.
The thing with pain is it's when you're not dancing
you feel it the most.
The very cause of it helps you forget it.
[monitor beeping]
[Cassie] So you keep dancing or suffer…
[Cassie] Good morning.
I thought you were asleep.
Truth is, I was awake this whole time.
So you heard everything?
You'd never believe the secrets they pour into me.
What do they tell you?
-Oh, wouldn't you like to know? -[Nabil] Ladies.
It's important to keep it all inside.
Take your medicine.
That's not for me. It's Cassie's.
See? Cassie's all better now.
You are the sick one.
You are the one that needs fixing.
Stop it! No, don't!
Secrets. So many secrets.
I told you to keep them inside, but you never listen!
[gasps] Oh, my God.
-[screams] -[alarm blares]
-[gasps] -[monitors beeping]
[sighs]
[panting]
You okay?
Yeah, I must have dozed off. [exhales]
[Cruz] One of the nurses texted about an overnight visitor.
Surprised to find out it was you.
My dorm room's kind of hostile territory right now, thanks to you.
I figured milk, no sugar?
Like everything, you got it backwards.
You know I'm one of the good guys?
All you guys are good at is wrecking lives.
Might be death by a thousand cuts or a bullet to the spine.
Neveah, we have reason to believe someone may be targeting you.
What, like June Park?
No. Nabil Limyadi.
I heard back from his previous school in Paris.
There were fights, threats, a temper.
His first night here, students heard him arguing with Cassie.
Seems you may be someone's new obsession.
[theme music playing]
[vocalizing]
-["Repeat That" by Olly Anna playing] -♪ Repeat that ♪
-Please, sit. -♪ Uno, dos, tres, repeat that… ♪
Lovely to meet you. I enjoyed speaking with your…
[continues indistinctly]
June Park.
What about the Keaton Bronte Academy prompted your application?
Well, um, I want to study business,
and you're a super-successful feeder school
that'll get me into the Ivy League.
That speaks to an impressive ambition.
Plus, I want to be a cheerleader.
I've worked up these great splits that I want to make use of.
Do you want to see?
I'll take your word for it.
And with scripture foretelling Armageddon,
Briar Ridge Prep is the place to live out my last days.
Why Sadler?
Cute boys.
I mean, I don't drink much myself, but I do like the Adderall. Mmm!
[bright music playing]
All right, thank you.
Ladies, pointe class with Ms. Petrov is now tomorrow,
which is when I'll take the lads for allegro.
Today, we now make time for the great Ramon Costa,
who will set his new work on some of you. Dismissed.
[students chattering]
-Foot still giving you trouble? -Nope, just an intense class.
You hurt yourself getting a role for Costa's ballet.
Don't kill yourself trying to keep it.
[Selena] Students! Students!
You should have told me you were ending early.
Selena, you're two minutes late.
Students! Your attention, please. Thank you.
As you know, City Works Ballet's season opener is tomorrow night,
and as you are the so-called next generation of company members,
Madame DuBois has very kindly arranged for you to attend…
with half price for balcony seats.
-[Shane] Come on. -Still costs a wad.
[Selena] For those of you on a budget,
volunteer ushers can attend for free. Any takers?
And I ain't that desperate.
[Bette] Me neither. Buh-bye.
[Selena sighs] That's two there.
Now you can head straight over to City Works Theater for orientation.
[claps] Move it, people!
So, it's just you and me.
Yeah. Random.
Would you do the honors?
Happily.
A starring role in a Ramon Costa ballet can make a career,
but only if your body can handle it.
This school cannot be in the business
of breaking the bodies we've been entrusted with developing.
-[Alan sighs] Dear God. -[Monique] What do we have?
According to these X-rays, nothing.
I told you!
To be safe, we'll do an MRI. Some stress fractures aren't picked up--
We will not do an MRI!
I've been poked, prodded, and zapped enough!
I told you nothing was wrong, and this proves it.
Is this because my mother made board chair?
Bette, save it for Giselle's mad scene.
There's no injury!
See? Look.
See? Check it out.
Nothing!
Enough! You've made your point.
[sighs]
We'll go with the X-ray.
But if either of you detect
even the slightest hint of an injury, I want to know about it.
Monique, that's a mistake.
It's leadership, Madame.
Merci.
[man] As ushers, you're liminal angels,
guiding an audience from the outside world into dance's embrace.
And the legends who have graced this stage…
Kirkland, Nureyev, Baryshnikov,
not to mention the young dancers from the Archer School
who have augmented their learning
by volunteering, just as you are, as ushers.
Some of them have blossomed under my…
I'm surprised no one else volunteered.
Didn't look like you were going to, either, until my hand went up.
I realized watching the performance tomorrow without Cassie,
it's… it's too painful.
…followers of your work, but that day is not today.
No, today you follow me and my rules.
Now, we start with attire.
As my regulars know, it's black slacks and a white shirt.
[dramatic orchestral music playing]
Seduction scene.
You're anticipating.
You okay?
You're supposed to be following me.
Then quit rushing.
Stop.
Now what are you doing?
Not anticipating?
I'm digging deep here,
and you're barely scratching the surface.
All of you, out.
[students murmuring]
[Ramon] Except you.
Don't let him give you hell.
Oren, please. I got this. [sighs]
[door closes]
["A Dream Within Reason" by Dralms playing]
[Cassie] You know the saying "beauty is agony"?
It's the ballet equivalent of "no pain, no gain."
You hide the price being paid.
You can take away someone's breath with the arc of an arm,
draw a tear with one gravity-defying leap.
You're a perfect sacrificial beast, and the least they can do…
is worship you.
Thank you, everyone. Dancers, back in 15.
Greg, let's refocus those gobos in the second cue.
[exhales]
I've seen "The Future," and it's upside down.
[laughs]
After I saw the article, I went and checked out your vids.
If anyone can shake things up around here, it's you.
-Nothing compared to what I just saw. -Please.
Come up. See how it feels.
-[Neveah] You're rehearsing. -We're on a break. Come on. Give it a try.
It's pretty great, yeah?
It's not like the studio.
Up here, it's all about them watching you.
-[Nabil] Delia. -[laughs] Monsieur Paris!
I missed you at the party. [kisses]
I am still full from our last lunch in Paris.
How many bowls of mussels?
-[Nabil] Et tous le frites. -[Delia] Et le champagne.
-[laughs] -What a day.
And Cassie singing all that Edith Piaf.
I've been meaning to visit her.
I'm sure she'd appreciate that.
And I'd appreciate it if you and "The Future" here
showed me what you could do.
-We should head back. -[Delia] Uh-uh-uh. No, you shouldn't.
It's okay. Trust me.
The coda from yesterday.
Ready, and…
Just let yourself fly.
["Calling Out" by BOBBi playing]
♪ Never saw it in you till you broke me ♪
♪ Till the cracks were too large To avoid ♪
♪ And the part that's still there It hangs in the air ♪
♪ Reminds me that I have a choice ♪
♪ I'm calling out God help me now, I need you ♪
-♪ It's down to us… ♪ -[chuckling]
Bravo! Bravo!
I could feel you resisting me. Why didn't you want me to lift you?
You creep me out, Nabil.
You think I pushed her.
Like all the others.
[Neveah] Nabil, wait.
-[panting] -Let him go.
He's in pain.
Come on, it's obvious he's gunning for her.
Oren, your girlfriend's a bulldog. She's got this,
and we've got the afternoon off.
Guess who needs a new outfit for the gala.
If you're talking about that old money-maker routine--
-Come on. We are shaking it. Let's go. -[dance music playing]
-That's my speaker. -Well, we are gonna use it.
Millennium Park, baby. Best routine the Bean's ever seen.
-[Oren] Get over here. Give me those. -[Shane laughing]
[both grunt]
[Oren grunts]
-[Shane] Yes! -We're not doing this.
Oh, but we are, Oren! We are!
-[Oren] Dirty dance, pal. -[laughs]
[dramatic orchestral music playing]
Mary Jane Kelly was Jack's final victim.
The end of a twisted passion.
Still, she craved something more.
Something to make her feel alive.
[Cassie gasps]
Forced to exist in the shadows, she struggled to claim her birthright.
[Cassie gasps]
You know how that feels.
To exist in the shadow of something greater.
Show me. Tell me.
It's hell.
I'm invisible. I don't exist.
You've been in the shadow for far too long.
The light is yours now.
Claim it.
-[exhales] -[toes tapping]
And now what?
Now we do it again.
[panting]
["The World's Made Up of This and That" by Deeds Plus Thoughts playing]
[crowd cheering]
♪ A little bit of this A little bit of that ♪
[crowd cheering and whistling]
[music continues playing]
[crowd cheers]
♪ A little bit of this A little bit of that ♪
♪ Wham! ♪
It was awesome. They loved us.
-Keep it. -Not a chance. You earned it.
I got enough here for new threads tomorrow.
-Gonna be so smoking-- -Dude, reel it in.
-[Shane] Whoa! -What?
You're hangry.
If you ate, you won't have to wear a fat suit in the show.
Just quit it.
You book one lead role, and you can tell everyone what to do?
No. I just thought, like most people, you might want to eat something.
[Monique] June, are you listening?
Apologies, Madame. It's just,
this is the first time I've ever been in here.
That's because, in five years, you've never done anything wrong.
[coughs] Or anything right.
[Monique] Sit.
As you know, your mother agreed to let you stay here
until you found an appropriate school.
I'm doing the interviews now.
Holy Hannah. Do you not get it that the directors of elite schools,
they talk to each other?
[Monique] I've fielded calls
asking if you're really as unhinged as you seem.
Maybe I am.
Or maybe it's sabotage.
Your mother arrives tomorrow, and this time, she's taking you.
No one gets into prep school that fast.
That's why she's sending you to public school in New York.
Madame.
Please. I have so much to offer this place.
[Monique] You also made a bargain with your mother.
It's not my fault you couldn't hold up your end of it.
That anger in you?
It doesn't help.
And I know 'cause…
it's in me too.
Please, forget your pity.
I could not stand to see it in Delia today, and I…
I… I cannot stand to see it now.
I'm just trying to help, Nabil.
And if you can't take it, then I gotta wonder why.
Okay.
What kind of help?
I found it in my room.
Looks like she found a sweet memory from Paris to hold on to.
You should have it.
To remember the good times.
For her, yes. But that is not me holding her.
I knew there was someone else.
-I'm so sorry-- -Don't touch me!
Why would you do this?
-I didn't know. -I left everything for her!
Everything!
What happened to her, she deserve it.
[door slams]
[June] "After careful consideration,
I've decided I will not leave ballet school.
I know in my heart I will not be happy in any other profession
and will fail if forced to pursue another career."
That's your threat? If you can't be a dancer,
you'll fail at everything else?
"While I know you disagree,
I have letters from several teachers stating that I show professional promise."
This place just wants more of my money.
So I'll pay you back every penny.
That's not even remotely possible.
Mom, don't make me leave, please.
There's so much more out there for you.
City Works' opening is tonight. I got us the best seats.
You can say your goodbyes there.
We leave tomorrow.
[June sighs]
-[door opens] -[sighs]
["Tippin" by Saba Joon playing]
I love it. Thank you.
-Bought it with today's haul. -[sighs, scoffs]
So while I was working my tits off, you were out there doing circus tricks?
-All for you, baby. -[chuckles]
[kisses] How's your foot?
Just a little stiff. He had me doing character work, mostly.
And speaking of stiff…
-Let me see your foot. -What? No. That's too kinky, even for me.
-Bette, I'm serious. Show me. -[Bette] Hey, no. Stop!
[Oren] Bette, what the hell?
It's no worse than any other girl here.
[Oren] That's bullshit. This is serious.
You keep dancing on this, you'll end your career.
Not if I score a Costa premiere.
It's your body, Bette. Listen to me, this could wreck you bad.
I'll destroy my rep if people think I'm some injury-prone weakling.
Well, you can't fake it forever.
Think of the long game.
You either drop the role, or I blow the whistle.
-[door opens] -[Caleb] What the hell are you doing?
Oh, I was just looking--
-Yo, Torri! I got a thief in here! -Shh!
Caleb, it's Nabil I'm after.
I could use your help.
-Girl, I don't know you. -[exhales]
Think I'm gonna cut you slack 'cause I'm some sort of brother?
-No! -'Cause I don't play that game here.
Okay, but what's Nabil playing?
He's your roommate, and it's obvious that you think he's fishy.
I'm listening.
I showed him a photo of Cassie, and he lost his shit.
He took it from me, and I want it back. It could be evidence.
Probably stashed it in his hidey-hole.
-[scoffs] What? -Hey, it's my room.
I gotta know what's in it.
[Neveah sighs]
This is the photo of Cassie.
I'm taking it back.
Check out what else he's holding on to.
That freak-job cut up his girlfriend's bikini.
This is the one she wore in the photo.
Then he goes and saves it? That is one fucked-up souvenir.
-[door opens] -[Torri] What's this about a thief?
[Caleb] No, Torri, it was…
-It was a beef with Neveah. -[Neveah] Mm-hmm.
I… I was saying that David Hallberg was a better dancer than--
Ivan Vasiliev, and I just can't see that.
Look. I'm not here to keep you kids out of trouble.
I'm here to kick you out when you get into it.
-Okay? -Okay.
Door stays open.
Yes, ma'am. Of course.
-["Sneak" by Darien Kyle playing] -[Caleb] Jeez!
It's a legal process called "emancipation of a minor."
-Which means you divorce your mom. -I'd love to divorce my parents.
The trick is to use them, not to ask some judge to let you lose them.
Hey, your father's a lawyer. Maybe you could speak--
Yeah, and that stuff takes forever. Plus, you'll never win.
Well, winning isn't June having to drop ballet
and get trucked back to New York.
Exactly.
How will you pay tuition?
I don't-- I'll figure it out later.
Doesn't work that way.
Could you for once not kick me when I'm down?
You've never had to give up anything you've ever wanted.
-Not true. -Yeah? Then help a girl out.
♪ Yeah, yeah, we gonna sneak ♪
♪ You ain't gotta tell nobody 'Cause we gonna sneak ♪
♪ Sneak, yeah, yeah, we gonna sneak… ♪
-[Tyler] He's cutting up bikinis? -Maybe there's a good reason.
There's never a good reason to slice and dice a woman's swimwear.
I know, right?
So, say I take this fun fact to the cops--
You do not take anything to the cops. You get your ass out of that house.
Okay, but this cop's the one who warned me about him in the first place.
I mean, I'm about to get on a plane and come get you.
-[grunts] -[horn honks]
-[crowd screams] -[Tyler] Nevie. Nevie!
-Hey, hey! Are you okay? -You pushed me!
-[Nabil] No! -Get away from me!
No, no, I… I was behind you!
[woman] We'll put a cut of 54 in.
Then run the barrel out on these bad boys to soften the edges.
[Ramon] Sounds good.
The name of the game here, less is more.
[man] Hey, can someone come over here and help me with my rig?
So sorry to bother you.
You're perfect. Stand here.
Yes. Good.
You'll be the next Whitlaw on this stage. Perhaps a better one.
You were so generous with me yesterday, especially with your premiere tonight.
[Ramon] Tonight's old news.
Ripper is the only thing I'm interested in.
And, well, my thing is…
I've been thinking it over, and…
I'm not ready.
For what?
[Bette] For Ripper.
I don't have what you need.
And I don't believe you.
Someday, I'll give you what you want, but I'm not there yet.
You have no idea what you're giving up.
[woman] Mr. Costa, how does that look?
Disappointing.
But I'll live with it.
[exhales, sniffles]
[shudders]
[Cruz] Neveah.
Hey, I'm glad you came.
Yeah, well don't get excited.
Just got something you may want to look at.
Showed it to Nabil.
That guy with Cassie isn't him.
Lost his damn mind about it.
Yeah, well, jealousy is a common motive.
Does jealousy look like this?
Look what he did.
Plus, on my way over here, he pushed me in front of a freaking truck.
What? We need to notify your school.
Hell no.
I'd be the next thing shredded.
Madame would send my ass right back to Inglewood.
Just get the truth and get him out.
Hey, you'll check in with me, right?
I already did my job here. Now it's your turn to do yours.
["It's Gonna Be Alright" by Crush Effect playing]
♪ Life got you feeling down… ♪
[rips]
♪ All the negativity And the sights and sounds ♪
♪ Everything's a struggle Everything's a fight ♪
♪ The people on TV Can never seem to get it right ♪
♪ But I'm here to tell you I'm here to say… ♪
[knock on door]
June, just get in here.
-How'd you know it was me? -You knock like a kitten.
I've been a good friend to you.
I've defended you when no one else would.
I… I have listened to you moan about how the world doesn't get your genius,
and now it's your turn to help me.
Ask your dad to look into what it takes to emancipate.
June, have you met your mother?
She'll fight you to the death, and, kitten, you're no fighter.
Maybe that's because, until now, I never had anything to fight for.
Please.
Daddy's in town this week for Delia's big thingy.
I'll talk to him.
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you so much!
You should get dressed for the gala.
I am dressed for the gala.
-No. -♪ Show you ♪
♪ It's gonna be all right ♪
♪ It's gonna be all right It's gonna be all right ♪
It's going to be a wonderful show.
Of course, it's Monique's brilliance that's really on display tonight.
After all, another Archer School graduate's principal debut.
You are too kind, Katrina.
We are so lucky to have her as our new board chair.
[audience chattering]
[cell phone chimes]
I talked to the cop, showed her what we had on Nabil.
He's going down.
I mean, it's like two attempted murders.
No. More like 50% of two, which is, you know, like, one.
The guy came for me, Caleb.
He pushed me in front of a truck.
He probably didn't mean to.
How can you defend him?
'Cause I was there pushing him.
-What? -I did not expect a chain reaction.
Are you crazy?
I'm starting to think I might be.
I lost my dad last year, and it's eating me up inside.
-You do not get to use that excuse on me. -I'm trying to do right by him.
I'm sure he'd be real proud of you right now.
[chimes play]
[dramatic instrumental music playing]
[inhales] I swear, I didn't want you to fall.
Caleb and I went through your stuff.
[Nabil] What?
[Neveah] You shredded your girlfriend's bikini like some crazy person.
I never hurt Cassie.
I love her…
but I felt something was wrong.
Cassie promised me there wasn't anyone else…
and I believed her.
When I landed in Chicago, I thought it was going to be like Paris.
I… I'd flown all day, and I just, I wanted…
I wanted to be alone with her,
but all she wanted was to party with her friends.
And in anger, I took the bikini--
And you went apeshit, like you did on that photo.
[sniffling] The photo proved that Cassie had lied to me.
She may be the one in that hospital bed…
dead on the outside, but…
but me…
[shudders] I'm dead on the inside.
[sniffles] I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
[music continues playing]
-[music stops] -[audience applauding, cheering]
Bravo!
[man] Amazing!
[upbeat jazz music playing]
-You okay? -I'm just hoping to score some champers.
No alcohol allowed.
Of course not, but thanks for looking out for us, Selena.
It's all I live for.
Nice necklace.
Got it from a street mime.
There you are.
We have a big day tomorrow.
Mom, you won.
At least let me enjoy this last night with all my friends.
Be at my hotel by 11:00 a.m.
I have a town car taking us to the airport.
Voilà. Club soda.
So you're not allowed to drink?
According to the Qur'an, no. And as a dancer, I shouldn't anyway.
But, uh, I'm French.
-[both laugh] -Uh, it's a struggle.
That policewoman.
What is she doing here?
My guess is to keep an eye on you.
Do you want to leave?
No.
I'd only look more guilty.
Santé.
[glasses clink]
Mr. Brooks.
Nice fit on that tux.
You too. Topher, doesn't Shane look handsome?
Sorry, Alan. I need to steal your husband to help stroke a donor.
[Alan grunts]
You married a pizza, Mr. Renfrew.
Everybody wants a slice. [chuckles]
Officer, nice to see you here.
It's Isabel when I'm not in my blues and badge.
May I say, it's a nice look. [chuckles]
[camera shutter clicking]
[Katrina] I… How about just-- yes, awesome. Thank you.
-[Monique] Should we do it more casual? -Sure, let's do one where…
Your support means everything.
Madame DuBois.
Mr. Wick.
You got a moment?
Because I got an issue.
With Nabil.
I thought you weren't pushing the roommate matter.
I'm not. Except I went and pushed other things.
-And shit's gonna hit now. -Stop.
Don't tell me. Because if you do, all I can do is discipline you.
I get it.
You'd rather go hard on me.
Mr. Renfrew.
June Park.
Of course.
I hear you're leaving us.
Except I don't want to.
I decided to file for emancipation.
-Well. -Like, you know, from my mother.
Yes, um, that is one bold move.
The thing is, when I file the application, I need a temporary guardian.
The good news is,
there's an immediate stay on parental rights,
so my mother can't contact me, let alone make me leave.
The bad news is, well…
It's not bad news, but I need that guardian.
So, I was wondering, Mr. Renfrew, would you be that person?
Guardian?
Just until the emancipation process is over.
You wouldn't have to lift a finger or pay--
June, I… I hardly know you.
But the thing is, I know you.
I've been on your table for years, and I think you're a kind man and--
Okay, um…
I'll discuss it with my husband.
Except if I don't file these papers tomorrow morning,
I'll be on a plane to New York.
Gone forever.
[crowd cheering]
Darling, you were wonderful.
Thanks, Mom.
Yes, Delia!
Amazing! Amazing!
Wasn't she…
[crowd murmurs]
[laughing] Wasn't she amazing?
-My big sister. -[scattered applause]
Mwah! She is amazing.
You… You know how you spell that?
[coughs] D-E-L…
[Katrina] Get her out.
…A. Delia.
Wait. There's an "I" there, right there in the middle.
Come on, babe. You don't feel well.
[chuckles] Au contraire, I feel fabulous.
[retches, coughs]
[Bette] Sorry!
-Good to go. -Here.
Mm. You're a prince, and I hate myself.
Well, hey, I hate myself too.
That's why you love me.
Pain recognizes pain. Ain't that right, baby?
-[crowd chattering] -[jazz music playing]
[June] Hey.
[crying] This might be my last night here.
So if…
-So if I don't see you again-- -[Nabil] I heard.
We were just getting started.
Well, I won't say goodbye.
Only, au revoir.
Figured ballet was all fairy queens and satin.
I'm learning a lot tonight.
-Excuse me. My friend is waiting. -Oh, is that what she is?
'Cause I heard you nearly killed her.
-It's a mistake we cleared up. -[Cruz] Good.
I'd like to do the same.
And since I can't have any confabs back at the school anymore,
I thought you and I might steal some time tonight.
What did she tell you?
-Let's talk about that at the station-- -No, no. Putain!
[crowd gasps]
-[glass shatters] -[server grunts]
[Nabil and Cruz grunt]
[Nabil gasps, groans]
Cops. Stay out of it.
You don't want to do this the easy way? This is how it goes.
[Nabil panting]
I spoke to June Park tonight.
Decent turnout, can't control her hyperextension.
She's filing for legal emancipation,
and she wants us to be her temporary guardians.
And you told her that was impossible?
[sighs] She needs someone, Topher, right?
I worry that if she has to quit ballet, she might hurt herself.
Yeah, or find out she's better at something else.
You said it yourself, there are late bloomers.
And there are job descriptions. And this is not ours.
I had to face my own limitations, Alan.
I had to get honest about what I could and could not do as a dancer,
and look where I am today.
Except this is a chance for us to make a real difference in someone's life.
And me going to that studio every day,
me watching, correcting, inspiring, I guess that doesn't make a difference.
We already took in one stray here. I don't want to adopt another.
[Topher sighs]
How do you spell "genius"?
[Oren] Shut up.
B-E-T-T-T-T.
Fucking genius!
[both grunt]
[gasps]
She's hurting.
Hmm. Yeah. Well, I know the feeling.
[exhales] I can't do this anymore.
What? Punch me in the face?
I'm done letting you do those things to me.
Me?
We have sex, Oren, together.
I'm just blowing off steam.
-You're the one always wanting more. -Oh, please.
[Oren] I see it, Shane.
What you're trying to get from me, I can't be that for you.
For God's sake, it's a ballet school.
Somebody here must want to kiss you.
I don't need that.
This here is enough for me.
It shouldn't be.
I know what this is.
Now your poor hick friend is making male lead
and dancing with your girlfriend, and you can't handle it.
What, are you gonna move out now?
[scoffs] No fucking way. People'd ask why.
Wow. You really thought this through.
And you tell Bette about us…
I'll break your fucking legs.
[bottle clinks]
[Oren sobbing]
-[sergeant] None of this is admissible. -Is it enough to reopen the investigation?
I don't know, but the DA will.
You're holding my student without cause.
[sergeant] He assaulted an officer, failed to comply, and resisted arrest.
And I have a room full of witnesses who can attest to what really happened.
This officer crashed a private party, harassed a frightened teenager,
and arrested him without warrant, attorney, or probable cause.
That's a clear violation of his Fourth Amendment rights.
That is a complete misrepresentation of how--
Do you want "Cop Roughs Up Brown-Skinned Foreign Student" as tomorrow's headline?
I have the president of a cable news network on my board,
a newspaper publisher, and the mayor's wife,
who, I can tell you, is the one running things around here.
[sergeant] Your kid did this. It belonged to the girl who fell off the roof.
And thanks to Officer Cruz, we know about his history of violence
and his recent attempt on the life of another student.
And if you had enough to charge him, you would have.
But you don't.
[Cruz] Know what I have?
Scuff marks on the roof and a second murder attempt.
Cassie Shore was pushed and deserves justice,
only here's some brittle-boned figurehead trying to keep her nose clean.
Oh, I'm not afraid to get dirty.
You let him out, or I start making calls.
[crying]
["Summertime" by Josh Sahunta playing on radio]
[Shane] Fuck you!
[continues crying]
♪ And you hold me tight ♪
♪ Then you let me go… ♪
Who was it that said,
"When someone shows you who they really are, believe them"?
♪ And you don't know ♪
♪ If you wanted control ♪
♪ But you can't… ♪
[sniffles] Ballet people, man.
[sobs] They make my trailer trash family seem fucking royal.
[sniffles]
Nabil did only let me drink club soda.
Are you crushing on the felon?
He's in love with Cassie.
Don't you think you can love two people?
I think you're a great guy, Shane.
And one day you're gonna find someone who's gonna give you everything.
He just ain't here yet.
[crying]
["Shame Resurrection" by Andrea Di Giovanni playing]
♪ I forgot how to breathe… ♪
[Shane] Oh, I need this song right now.
♪ A storm of hungry voices screams At me… ♪
[Shane grunts]
♪ I lost my way ♪
♪ I'm blind, I can't see… ♪
[grunting]
♪ Breaking through the pain ♪
♪ Through the pain ♪
♪ Washing off ♪
♪ The stain ♪
♪ Of shame resurrection Faded protection ♪
♪ Ego damnation, don't let it take over ♪
♪ Shame resurrection It wants your attention ♪
♪ If you want salvation Don't let it take over ♪
♪ Shame resurrection, faded protection ♪
♪ Ego damnation, don't let it take over ♪
♪ Shame resurrection, faded protection ♪
♪ Ego damnation, don't let it take over ♪
♪ Shame resurrection It wants your attention ♪
♪ If you want salvation ♪
♪ Don't let it take over ♪
♪ Shame resurrection, faded protection ♪
♪ Ego damnation… ♪
Feel better?
♪ Shame resurrection It wants your attention… ♪
Yeah.
-♪ Don't let it take over ♪ -[sniffles, sighs]
[inhales] Except I gotta return those rags I chucked.
[Neveah chuckles]
["One Night Stand" by Tom Boy playing]
[Cassie] In ballet, pain is an occupational hazard.
If it's not in your hamstring or your Achilles, it's in your heart.
♪ Like a small pyre on Broadway… ♪
[Cassie] But as dancers like to say,
"If you can move through the pain, then there is no pain."
It means you've managed to beat it.
And the days you can't do that, when it's the pain that wins,
you limp away with nothing.
[Oren] Bummer what happened last night.
-They had no right to treat you like that. -Don't pretend you give a damn.
When I beat your ass, it's gonna be fair and square.
[Nabil chuckles]
Plus, it looks like you're gonna be getting yours kicked out of here pronto.
Au contraire, the police ask every question and still find nothing.
What'd you tell the cops last night?
About your little push?
No. Like Oren, I prefer to win my battles en face.
[chuckles] And last night, I gained a powerful ally.
Madame DuBois, she fight like a dragon to see me free.
She's just protecting the school's rep.
You say the two of you are…
how you say?
Tight.
Perhaps she and I are…
tighter.
Madame's got big plans for me.
And yet, she still hungers for more.
[grunting]
Guys! Guys! Guys!
So… you are human after all.
This man…
this country…
is so broken.
Thanks for the backup.
[panting] Maybe he's right.
Maybe we are broken.
[toilet flushes]
[water running]
[water stops]
[sighs] Shoot.
[exhales]
Keep it.
I'm chopping all mine off anyway.
All because of that damned door and the person who locked it on me.
Yeah.
Shitty break.
I'd say you owe me for that role you'll be dancing,
but what's the point now?
Good luck here.
[Bette] I'll get my dad on board
or at least grab a piece of his letterhead.
You get the Wrench on side. He likes you.
Why are you doing this?
Because I can.
[door opens]
Is your luggage in the car?
This is all she packed.
Papers initiating June's emancipation.
June, did they put you up to this?
No.
No judge would grant this, if you'd even get that far.
You need a lawyer.
My father's firm is representing June.
And a temporary guardian?
We got one of those too.
-We'll discuss this on the flight. -I'm not going.
Either we work this out like adults,
or you'll have a huge legal scene in view of all these fancy people
you merge and acquire.
You don't know what you're doing.
Did we just do that?
-We did. -[group laughing]
["Nightmare" by Halsey playing]
♪ I gotta recognize the weapon In my mind ♪
♪ They talk shit But I love it every time ♪
♪ And I realize I tasted… ♪
[Cassie] Ballet is Darwinian.
Every class, rehearsal, or performance is a test of survival.
♪ I've trusted lies and trusted men ♪
♪ Broke down And put myself back together again… ♪
I knew you wouldn't disappoint me.
♪ And wished I could cut some parts off With some scissors… ♪
[Cassie] You know the rules. The weak don't make it,
while even the ones born strong barely have a shot.
And you? You're somewhere in between,
where survival means finding a strength you never knew you had.
♪ I, I keep a record of the wreckage Of my life ♪
♪ I gotta recognize the weapon In my mind ♪
♪ They talk shit But I love it every time ♪
♪ And I realize ♪
♪ Now soon ♪
♪ No, I won't smile But I'll show you my teeth ♪
♪ And I'mma let you speak If you just let me breathe ♪
♪ I've been polite But won't be caught dead ♪
♪ Letting a man tell me what I should do In my bed ♪
♪ Keep my exes in check in my basement 'Cause kindness is weakness… ♪
I do this to keep her muscles healthy, so…
when she wakes, it will be easier for her to dance again.
Is that crazy?
I used to do the same thing for my brother when he was injured.
Did it help?
Look, I'm sorry about last night.
Oh, it's not your fault.
I get it.
I talk strange.
I barely smile.
I don't seem normal to people…
until I dance,
and then I express the things that…
I cannot say.
♪ A real nightmare So save me your prayers ♪
♪ I, I keep a record of the wreckage Of my life ♪
♪ I gotta recognize the weapon In my mind ♪
♪ They talk shit But I love it every time ♪
♪ And I realize, I, I keep a record Of the wreckage of my life ♪
♪ I gotta recognize the weapon In my mind ♪
♪ They talk shit But I love it every time ♪
♪ And I realize ♪
♪ I'm no sweet dream But I'm a hell of a night ♪
♪ But I'm a hell of a night ♪
♪ That I'm no sweet dream But I'm a hell of a night ♪
♪ But I'm a hell of a night ♪
♪ No, I won't smile But I'll show you my teeth ♪
♪ And I'mma let you speak If you just let me breathe ♪
♪ I've been polite But won't be caught dead ♪
♪ Letting a man tell me what I should do In my bed ♪
♪ Keep my exes in check in my basement ♪
♪ 'Cause kindness is weakness Or worse, you're complacent ♪
♪ I could play nice Or I could be a bully ♪
♪ I'm tired and angry But somebody should be ♪
♪ Come on, little lady, give us a smile ♪
♪ No, I ain't got nothing to smile about ♪
♪ I got no one to smile for I waited a while for a moment to say ♪
♪ I don't owe you a goddamn thing ♪
♪ I, I keep a record of the wreckage Of my life ♪
♪ I gotta recognize the weapon In my mind ♪
♪ They talk shit But I love it every time ♪
♪ And I realize ♪
♪ I keep a record Of the wreckage of my life ♪
♪ They talk shit But I love it every time ♪
♪ And I realize ♪