[Superbus' "Invincible and Reckless"]
SINGER: ♪♪ I'm under your spell ♪♪
♪♪ But I'm okay ♪♪
♪♪ You dance it so well ♪♪
♪♪ Don't go away ♪♪
♪♪ I-I'm under your spell ♪♪
♪♪ But I'm okay ♪♪
♪♪ It's magical, physical ♪♪
♪♪ Never gonna give up now ♪♪
♪♪ Invincible, invincible ♪♪
♪♪ And reckless symphony ♪♪
♪♪ I'm under your spell ♪♪
♪♪ But I'm okay ♪♪
♪♪ You dance it so well ♪♪
♪♪ Don't go away ♪♪
♪♪ I-I'm under your spell ♪♪
♪♪ But I'm okay ♪♪
♪♪ It's magical ♪♪
AMY: Previously on Spellbound...
- Do you have any siblings?
- No, only child.
You guys are worse at games than my brother.
CECE: He told me he was an only child.
Why would he lie to me?
- I really am sorry.
- Sorry you lied, or sorry you got caught?
KEVIN: You betrayed me.
You dropped everything to go to her.
- I had to save her, or we'd have lost her forever.
Right now, she's our only working plan.
One feature of the AKith is that it's a tracking device.
It's a code.
- What is this ancient piece of heaven?
- And once you've completed all the spells,
the ink turns dark purple.
- Later on, you'll be able to call spells
with just a gesture.
- I think we'll stop there. Thank you.
FINN: We're last.
- Both of us?
[upbeat music]
♪♪ ♪♪
- Come on, you two.
Hurry up.
- What is with you today?
- Um, the school is hosting the exhibit
"Ballet Fashion Through the Ages," remember?
Fresh from New York. Ring any bells?
- Uh, yeah, because you won't stop talking about it.
- Well, this is
a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity,
and we can't be late.
- As if I'd ever be late.
Cece?
- Hey. I'm ready.
What? How did you get back here?
SIMONE: Cece, come on.
[door opening]
Wait till you see the exhibit.
Every costume from every great étoile is there.
- It'll be our old costumes one day.
SIMONE: For sure.
- My phone. I'll catch up.
SIMONE: Okay. Hurry up.
[ethereal chimes tinkling]
CECE: Oh, come on.
[mysterious music]
♪♪ ♪♪
[faint tinkling]
[bright rhythmic music]
♪♪ ♪♪
- Okay, this is one of the rarest collections
of ballet costumes in the world,
painstakingly curated
by the legendary designer Etta DuPont.
- I told you, today is the coolest day ever.
- It is her personal collection,
recently returned to the Paris Opera Ballet
from our friends in New York,
and you have one day to enjoy it.
It is a rare privilege,
and you may never get the chance again.
And as you may have guessed,
there is an assignment attached.
Now, basically, pick your favorite costume,
present the key design features,
as well as any historical context
and any details of the ballet itself.
And one more thing: Jack and Benoit are ill,
so take notes, please, and photographs
so they can catch up later.
Understood?
Thank you.
Okay, now pair up,
find yourself a partner, and enjoy.
Off you go.
[students chattering]
MIA: Let's team up.
We have the highest ranks.
Makes sense.
- You and me?
- For sure.
- Okay, sure.
I guess that works.
[soft music]
♪♪ ♪♪
- Hey, look at this.
It was worn by Lycette Darsonval.
She was the star of her class
and then became an overnight success.
- Yeah. More ways to realize
we're not fulfilling our potential.
- Yeah.
We just need to stick to our plan
to keep working harder,
longer, more.
- I feel weird all of a sudden,
like really stressed.
- I'm so on edge, I could crack in half.
- [sighs] Oh, my God.
- Let's take a quick break.
- Now that's a look.
- Looks like a ribbon factory exploded.
- Are you kidding? It's gorgeous.
Look at that detail.
- Looks like it would smother me.
- I can't stop thinking about ranking last.
I'm totally obsessed.
I thought I was doing so much better
than when I first got here.
- You totally are.
You've lost all those weird flicks
you used to do, no offense.
- I take a little offense.
I love my flicks.
But I've busted my butt to learn
all of this fancy technique, and yet still last.
- Of nine girls.
It was a small sample.
- Back at you.
- Except you've been last before,
and I never have.
- Hey!
- That was obnoxious.
I apologize.
- Thank you. Jeez.
- [sighs] I get straight As.
I speak six languages...
- Fluently. - Fluently.
- Yes, we all know you're a brainiac, Finn.
- But dance-wise,
I know I'm not Benoit or Jack, not yet.
But I thought I could be, and now I'm--
- Your confidence is totally shook?
- Yep.
- So we just need to stick with our plan
of letting this slight setback light a fire under our butts.
Like we said, we'll never be last again.
- You are so right. - Come on.
We have to crush this assignment
and every single other thing we do this year.
- [chuckles] Yes.
[eerie, sinister music]
♪♪ ♪♪
- Before you say anything, it's going to be fine.
I'll get it back,
but I temporarily misplaced the AKith.
Kev?
You there?
- Oh, I'm here, little brother.
- I know exactly what you're thinking.
KEVIN: Oh, do you now?
Like how everything is your fault,
and here you go again, messing everything up?
Hmm?
How could you let the AKith out of your sight
for even a second?
Probably because you're in love with that girl like that.
Is that what I'm thinking?
Yeah, thought so.
Tell me, little brother, what's your next excuse?
You're gonna tell me what?
You're working on a plan?
ADRIAN: No, you don't understand.
I mean, yes, I am working on a plan.
- No more excuses.
Find the AKith.
[upbeat music]
[horns honking]
- [gasps] Those are Paul Poiret.
He loved to mix embroidery and silk.
Did you know that his wife was his muse
for everything he ever designed?
So romantic.
- You really are a walking knowledge machine.
- Ah, yes.
Beautiful, aren't they?
These pieces are made of such delicate fabric
that any kind of interaction from the public
could damage them irreparably.
They can only be viewed through the window.
- They're incredible.
- [chuckles] Well, enjoy.
♪♪ ♪♪
- Oh, well.
[ethereal chimes tinkling]
[sly music]
♪♪ ♪♪
Just for a second.
♪♪ ♪♪
ADRIAN: Where is that spell again?
There!
Finders, keepers.
Finders, keepers, where you at?
Find my AKith, stat.
[otherworldly whooshing]
[distorted speech]
[soft suspenseful music]
So this is Finn's jacket.
♪♪ ♪♪
Kev's going to be so mad.
[quirky midtempo music]
♪♪ ♪♪
- I want to be in her shoes, just to feel what it's like
to be the star of my own show, under my own spotlight.
- These are insanely stunning.
I mean--
- Let's try them on.
- Girl, you heard Armando.
No way.
- But it's exactly what we need to be inspired.
Come on. [tinkly ethereal whooshing]
Whoa! - W-wait,
what--what just happened? What is going on?
- I don't know.
Did I just do this?
I must have.
- What are you talking about?
How could you have possibly done this?
- Okay, I may as well tell you,
because if it is a spell, you won't remember anyway.
- A spell?
Have you finally collapsed
under the pressure of ranking last?
- I'm a witch.
And I think, for the first time, like, ever,
I cast a spell on my own--
no ingredients or words, or anything.
They said I would evolve.
I guess this is me evolving.
- What? Are you being serious right now?
Please say yes.
- Totally yes.
Yes! - This is amazing!
[laughs] Why didn't you tell me this before?
[knocking on door]
- They're ready for you.
[spacey electronic music]
♪♪ ♪♪
- I can't believe I'm standing in front of Thea Raphael's
Odette costume from 1905.
Wow.
This was all hand-stitched.
Can you imagine?
- Amazing.
So I'll wear it to the presentation,
and then you can talk about all the technical fashion stuff
that you love. - Are you serious?
This is my favorite costume.
I've told you that, like, a thousand times.
I'm wearing it, and we can present together.
You know, teamwork?
- Be reasonable.
The cut is perfect for me.
I'll look amazing in it.
- So will I.
- Well, I'll look better in it.
- Not if I wear it first.
[fabric ripping]
[up-tempo music]
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[sound slows and distorts]
♪♪ ♪♪
MIA: It's gonna be fine, right?
Right, Simone?
You're like a whiz with a sewing machine.
I can't get into any trouble.
This is at least 100 detentions,
and I'm a prefect!
- These dresses are made
by the best costumers in the world, by hand!
- Well, I can't sew or bead.
[hyperventilates] I order all my clothes.
- Well, we can't exactly order
a one-of-a-kind, priceless dress
online for immediate delivery,
now can we?
- What are we gonna do?
- Shh!
We are going to ask for a very big favor.
[applause]
FINN: Cece, what's happening right now?
CECE: Just go with the flow.
It seems like everyone's here for us.
- [whispering] Do something.
- Okay, yes.
Think, Cece. Think.
- What about music?
- What, like that?
[jaunty swing music playing]
Okay, then. Let's dance.
[applause]
♪♪ ♪♪
Introducing Finn Cassidy!
♪♪ ♪♪
[pensive music]
♪♪ ♪♪
[cheers and applause]
♪♪ ♪♪
- That was epic. - I know, right?
- I thought I'd lost my confidence for, like, ever.
- We are back!
Enjoy the moment. Soak it up.
[ethereal tinkling]
[crackling sound]
What's happening?
Why can't I control my arms?
- I can't either.
- Oh, no.
I said "in her shoes,"
and now I'm literally in her shoes.
But it was just a wish.
I didn't mean to cast a spell.
- What are you talking about?
- Okay, don't panic, but we're turning into mannequins.
- What?
[suspenseful music]
♪♪ ♪♪
SIMONE: Ally?
We need your help.
- [gasps] But what happened?
- It was an accident, but we don't have time.
And this needs to be fixed, like, yesterday.
Can you do it?
And can you not tell Mr. Castillo?
Please?
- I can.
- You're the best. - Thank you.
- But I'm going to need
something in return.
- I can't believe we have to do this.
- You know what?
I went out on a limb for us
to get that costume fixed,
all so that we wouldn't get detention
for the rest of our lives.
A thank-you would be nice.
- You were the one who pulled it the hardest.
If you'd only just listened to me. [grunts]
[awkward music]
- Good luck with these. - Wait.
SIMONE: And all the others downstairs.
- [whimpers] [squeals angrily]
[piano playing]
♪♪ ♪♪
FINN: If I could move, I'd be on my knees begging you,
please get us out of here.
- It's not that simple.
I don't know the magic to turn it back.
I don't even know how I did this in the first place.
And I don't have my magic book or my W packets.
- I don't know what any of that means.
- I'm really sorry.
I really messed up.
- Are you crazy?
Best day ever--you know, unless they cart us off,
so try to do something, okay?
CECE: Oh, no. Here they come.
Come on, Cece. Do something!
Believe in yourself. Come on!
Um, okay.
I got this.
Universal Wizens, it's getting late.
Please, oh, please, release us from this crate!
[ethereal chimes tinkling]
- Wow.
I wonder what's in those.
- Something magical, I bet.
Did that actually just happen?
I'm glad Finn doesn't remember.
[happily] Wait until I tell the Wizens.
- [pants]
You didn't have to leave me alone with all of these bags.
- Boy, you really have no people skills.
- Fine, I'm sorry.
- For what?
- For complaining.
- And?
- And for expecting you to fix the dress.
And for not being a team player.
- Thank you. I accept your apology.
I also accept sustainably harvested flowers,
natural skin products, and freshly baked goods.
- [chuckles]
So are we friends?
- Fine.
Let's do this.
- I still wanna wear the dress.
- Not a chance, not unless you make it yourself.
- [grunts]
KEVIN: Tell me, little brother,
how did that AKith
get into that kid's pocket?
- They showed up, all of them, so I hid it in my pocket.
And this guy, Finn--he had the same jacket as me and--
- Oh, would you just stop it?
You're embarrassing yourself with these excuses.
You're never going to be the hunter I am.
You're never going to be anything.
I can't believe that you're the one I have to count on
to get me out of here. [laughs mockingly]
- I will. I promise.
- How many times do you think you can say that
and not deliver?
- I just need a little more time.
- There's a reason that they made you the student, brother,
the intellectual one:
because you have no street skills,
and you never will.
- Stop talking to me like that.
- I'll do you one better.
I'll stop talking to you completely!
- Kev.
Kev, please, don't do this.
Kev!
[groans] [sighs]
[upbeat music]
CECE: Finn and I were lucky enough to see
two of the most beautiful costumes
that any dancer could ever hope to wear.
They were beautiful dresses from 1912,
made in the most gorgeous fabric by Paul Poiret.
Now, this isn't the actual costume.
It would be crazy to actually wear the costume.
But thanks to Ally, Finn was allowed
to borrow this piece, which is similar.
Finn?
[jaunty swing music playing]
♪♪ ♪♪
[applause]
- Imagine doing all of this by hand.
The work that went into these dresses is phenomenal.
I actually attempted to recreate
some of the techniques used by the costumers,
and I may have permanently damaged
my index finger by the amount of pokes
I gave myself with the needle.
I plan to stick to dancing.
[audience chuckling]
[ethereal music]
♪♪ ♪♪
[applause]
FINN: We make such a good team. CECE: We really do.
- And this just reinforced my belief
that our secret rehearsals are working.
We just have to keep it on the DL.
- The first rule of dance club is,
you don't talk about dance club.
Hey, the studio's free.
Wanna go train?
- Let's do it.
[mellow midtempo music]
♪♪ ♪♪
- What?
[suspenseful music]
♪♪ ♪♪
Why does it keep coming back?
"Get some rest spell"?
I cast the wrong spell.
It wasn't "get some zest," but "get some rest."
I don't believe this.
AMY: Hello? - Ames.
AMY: Hey. CECE: You'll never guess what.
I was about to give up on magic completely
'cause I thought I was the worst witch ever.
I even threw out my book, but it kept coming back.
But guess what?
It turns out I just made a mistake.
The pages were stuck together.
I was trying to get some zest,
but it was actually "get some rest."
I'm not a bad witch or the weakest dancer.
I was just exhausted.
I can't even believe I made it to the studio with that combo.
AMY: Oh, Cece.
Yay!
I make mistakes all the time.
It happens to the best of us.
You're gonna make a great Wizen.
- Oh, and guess what?
I got my gesture.
AMY: [gasps]
- Amy? Amy?
[ethereal chimes tinkling] AMY: Yay!
Yay, yay, yay, yay, yay!
Oh! Show me!
- Ready?
[ethereal chimes tinkling, whooshing]
- Oh!
See? Magic always finds a Wizen.
I knew it would come. You've been working so hard.
I have to run.
I have some potions on the burner.
Ginger's, uh, trying a new spell.
See? Wizens keep besting themselves.
That's why your book came back.
You're not done yet.
Like dance, you'll always find ways to improve.
- I'll never doubt myself or my magic again.
- [squeals excitedly]
[sparkling ethereal flourish]
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[energetic electronic music]
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