Previously on Dance Academy...
I want you to both be prepared for the fact
that I may be switching the roles.
You should stay with us over the break.
You and I can hang out. Just think about it. I'm in.
Christmas Day. Are your family seafood people or turkey?
What? I'd love to come down to the farm with you.
You're going to have to go on, because I'm not.
You're better at this than me.
I think I like you.
I know I like you.
He's withdrawing his financial support.
If I have to get six jobs, I'm staying at the Academy.
You didn't make it into second year.
And finally I'm flying.
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There's this dream I've been having, where I'm a competitor.
As soon as I start dancing, I know it's one of those rare performances
where everything works perfectly.
There's not an arabesque I can't control.
For the first time, fouettes don't scare me.
But then a knot grows in my stomach.
This sense that I could keep turning forever
or just as easily fall.
And when I wake up,
I can't figure out if it's a dream or a premonition.
Couldn't sleep either? He got me up.
You are such a pushover. I know.
Come on.
Where are you two off to? I thought city boy was going to help me!
It's our last day, Dad!
It's like the whole world could have disappeared
and we're the only ones left.
Alright, Webster.
You realise at some point this year,
we're going to want to kill each other.
Let's make a deal.
Nothing's getting in between us.
Deal.
But the classes don't officially start until next Monday,
but they called us back early, and there's this rumour going round
They're on every four years. Where have you been?
Er, the real world.
Oh!
Do you remember in the interview when you promised coordination?
I'm a dancer, not a dish pig.
Make me proud.
My actions are mine and mine alone.
I am a nice person. I am a kind person.
I am worthy. I am lovable.
I am free!
Yes!
Well, come and collect your graduation plants.
Make sure you nurture them, like you will your own happiness.
For the record, playing your own music is egotistical, not ironic.
Darling, look at you!
Tash, hi. Um, got to dash.
But you just got back.
Yep, but he's Myles Kelly, Kat.
Who gets sick of those dulcet tones?
Even you, Samuel,
the 14th time he complains about no-one taking him seriously.
Even you. Sammy!
I made you some biscuits to settle your tummy.
Thanks!
You've been well occupied, then.
Well, Kat, I'm the boarding house adviser,
so it's my duty to welcome the first year students.
Is that what you call it? Oh!
Hey, man!
Hello! Hey!
So how long, exactly, did the 'just friends' rule last?
Yeah, who caved first?
She did. He did.
She did.
Second year. Wow.
Did anyone ever think we'd make it this far?
Sorry. I'm sorry. No, no, it's fine.
My new holding cell's just around the corner.
It'll be like old times. Good.
Alright, we'd better go. Alright, well, have fun at school.
So your dad's still holding out on paying your tuition, then?
Yeah, it's all about clever use of holiday savings.
Don't know anything about the stock market, do you? Sammy!
Check it out. You're going to be the poster girl of second year.
Somehow I don't see Abigail letting that happen.
Tara!
Oh!
I put us down for our old room. I hope that's not over-stepping.
Christian.
Sammy. Wow.
Today we grow in strength with every forward step we take together.
Oh, this is Phil. I'll see you guys in there.
Mr Lieberman, I believe the vernacular is 'get a room'.
See you.
You've all heard the rumours,
so I'm going to get through this quickly.
For the first time in 30 years,
the world's most prestigious ballet competition,
the Prix de Fonteyn, will be held in Sydney.
Preliminaries are at the end of the semester,
followed by the nationals,
where it will be decided who goes on to represent Australia.
The Academy and the company
have been asked to be part of the launch tomorrow.
Sebastian is choreographing.
The least I can do for the new principal of the Academy.
And the international judges will be in the audience.
I cannot stress enough
that we will be representing the entire dance community.
This is your chance to make a lasting impression.
Mate, all of them?
You're going to get yourself in trouble.
It's pheromones, Christian.
Raw masculine pheromones.
Tara, I want you to do the solo.
I told you. Thank you so much!
I won't let you down.
Ethan will take you through it. Christian, over here, please.
Hi. How are you? Never better.
Um, meet back here at two?
Sure. That should give me enough time to have some lunch
and unpack my stuff and...
You're really not interested in my schedule.
See you then.
Mum, hi, what's going on? Some of this stuff is actually edible.
I thought we'd have a family dinner.
Oh, no can do!
I've organised a beach catch-up, but don't worry,
these little guys will not go to waste.
You can't waltz in and out when you like. This is not a hotel.
Ha-ha! Where'd you get that one? Mummies For Dummies?
I don't understand what it is you want from me, Katrina.
I gave you a lot of freedom this summer.
I didn't say anything when you threw away your place at the Academy.
Don't worry, the disappointment rang loud and clear.
Mum, we both know the only part of me
you've ever been interested in is dancing.
That is unfair.
Is it?
Then why are you sending me back to yet another boarding school?
You can't wait to get away.
Same sides then? Unless you'd prefer the other.
It's close to the stairs, so there is the noise factor.
But it does catch the morning light.
Good. You're both here.
This is my goddaughter, Grace.
She's visiting from London. I'd like one of you to show her around.
I told her I was old enough to make my own play dates,
but Lucy keeps me on a short leash.
I've been trying to convince Grace to get back into ballet.
Perhaps you'll have more luck.
New people.
I've been under house arrest for the last month.
What did you do?
My dad's getting remarried, and I upset the stepmothers.
And I grew up here, so...
Well, I'm Abigail. This is Tara. Hi.
She's the most naturally talented dancer in our year.
OK, what are you up to?
Mum's moved back to Brisbane to be with Dad.
They're trying to sort things out.
That's great. I'm really happy for you.
And it made me re-examine how important relationships are.
I put undue pressure on myself last year
by alienating those around me.
So you've decided to be nice?
Today, I don't have to be perfect, I just have to be me.
If I get a choice of chaperone, do you mind if I pick you?
Just let me finish unpacking and I'll come and find you later, OK?
Miss you, Samity-Sam. Back at you...
Upsy-Daisy.
So that's what you're going to be doing this year.
I don't want to be tied down to just one girl.
I mean, I'm in my prime.
And it doesn't have anything to do with the other stuff?
Do you know it's more common than not
for adolescents to question their sexuality?
It was a blip. Just forget it ever happened.
Hey, listen, no offence to your tour guide abilities,
but if I don't do something vaguely fun,
my brain is going to melt.
Can you do me a huge favour and cover for me? How do you mean?
Like if Miss Raine asks where I am, just make up an excuse.
Like what? I am the world's worst liar.
Hi. I'm Ethan. Assistant choreographer.
Hi. I'm... leaving.
You, complete faith. Developing such a major girl crush.
Are you ready to get started? Do you want to talk about anything first?
Since we're going to be working together and all...
I don't think there's much to talk about, Tara.
You said you'd stay with me over the break, and got a better offer.
But that wasn't what happened.
You chose Christian. Again.
And I was left looking like an idiot. Again.
So that sucked for about five minutes, and then I moved on.
So one more time - are you ready to get started?
Great. Pose into arabesque.
You should see my new uniform.
I'm seriously thinking about shaving my head in protest.
Don't. It suits you long.
OK, is it me, or does anyone else think it's going to be...
A strange year?
Yeah.
Look at this. Oh!
Turn out, Tara. That's looking sloppy.
Did you do any classes over the holidays?
Well, there weren't many available on the farm.
You're out of shape. What?!
Let's just go into the fouette turn, shall we?
You totally just said that I looked fat!
No, I didn't. Don't be so sensitive.
Fouette turns.
You need to be consistent, Tara.
Get on your leg. You're wandering.
Do it again.
You know that fouette turns freak me out.
Maybe we could make them attitude turns or something.
Yeah? How about I decide that, since I'm the one who's coaching you.
No, you're not, you're punishing me.
And I know the choreography now,
so I'm just going to rehearse on my own.
I mean, yes, he was sort of my mentor,
but I'm not new and clueless anymore.
I danced Clara. OK.
It's day one, and we're already talking about Ethan.
You think I was wrong to walk out of rehearsal?
I think, this year, you're starting out on top.
Which means any knock could feel like failure, right?
It's going to be tough to not let the small stuff get to you.
Aren't you meant to be uncommunicative?
Oh!
There are 300 girls in my year.
I need to do something to make an impression.
You'll stand out, Kat.
What happened with you and Myles?
Oh, you just get to know someone way too well when you're stuck in a van.
And? And... it was incredible!
We did little mini day trips to Byron
and we swam with dolphins in Hastings.
That'd be so spiritually transcendent.
Yeah, but we weren't like that.
Who is?
Well, come on.
This is meant to be a reunion.
Hi, I'm Tara Webster. I don't think we've met.
You have every right to be angry with me.
I forgot yesterday to say sorry.
So... sorry.
Soloists, join the company in the centre.
I want to run through the bows. Tara.
We don't need you here.
Sorry, I thought you asked for the soloists.
We've found a replacement.
I'm sorry. I'd hoped you'd make this more of a priority. Sorry.
Tell me you mind. I'm looking for excuses.
Not a chance. Miss Raine would be too disappointed.
Principals first!
Camilla, come downstage. Moving forward.
You know you gave me no choice. You walked out of rehearsal.
You'll have to slot into the corps.
The Prix de Fonteyn judges will be in that audience.
This was my chance to make an impression.
I can't believe that you would just...
Just what?
Ditch you for a better option?
Great!
I, er, I was contemplating a head shave,
'cause these golden locks never have to be shackled into a bun again.
But Britney ruined that for everyone. Oh!
Pardon me? Cat got your tongue, Kat?
Get it? 'Cause I'm Kat and... meow!
We seem to have misplaced some of the first years.
Lulu and Daisy, both sick with gastro.
Keep up, girls, keep up!
Wonderful!
The corps de ballet is dropping like flies.
Ethan! Get a mop.
Those pheromones are toxic.
You've been kissing all of us.
I thought it was food poisoning, OK? But I didn't know I was contagious.
The point is that you've been leading us on,
pretending that we're special.
No, you are special.
You're all so...
special.
Let me get that for you.
Thanks.
I have no idea what I'm doing.
I do. You want me to be jealous.
Really?
It all got so complicated between us at the end.
But I've been doing some work on myself over the holidays.
I know it was my fault we ended.
Don't blame yourself.
I was closed off to love.
But today, I release that fear and open my heart.
I'd kiss you if you weren't contagious.
I'll kiss you anyway. Abigail, you didn't do anything wrong.
I must have. I always do.
The reason that we broke up is because...
I had feelings for someone else.
Then afterwards we can go stationery shopping.
Do you need a pencil case?
What, you're giving me the silent treatment?
How long is this going to last?
School starts on Monday, so not long at all.
Actually, I'm cancelling my tour commitments.
You're going to go to school as a day girl.
So I'll be staying at home, with you?
Someone has to keep an eye on you.
We'll just have to learn to be a normal family.
What is that... in your...
Is that a piercing?
Oh, it hurts, Mum!
How could you disfigure yourself like that?
And what sort of place would let a 16-year-old girl, without permission...
I'm calling the family lawyer.
So just to clarify,
you broke up with me because you've got feelings for Christian.
And now you're hooking up with every girl in the school except for me
because you care about me and not them.
Right. So essentially I turned you gay.
And he turned you straight. No, it sounds worse than it is.
It's...
You people with your feelings are messed up!
Move!
Tara.
How many fouettes is it again?
You did mind. You should have said.
No, I loved it when you stole my solo.
When was the last time you danced, Grace?
A year. Ish.
Right.
Well, you should know that Ethan's sending you out there
to embarrass yourself so that he can prove a point to me.
Ouch.
Got it.
Don't.
I didn't say anything.
So when she danced in London, it was...
The Royal Ballet School.
I'm glad she's not staying. Does that make me a bad person?
Nice is overrated.
Grace! You were extraordinary. Please don't quit permanently.
I was rusty.
Um, hey, can you say goodbye to Lucy for me?
Sure. Where should I say you're going?
The airport.
Yesterday when I got there, there were no available flights to London.
But they've got me on business class tonight.
You want me to tell Miss Raine that you're flying to London?
I guess I'm homesick.
I think I've figured out that dream I've been having.
Last year I started out with no friends, no boyfriend,
the worst in the class.
The only place to go was up.
Welcome to second year.
You are no longer new and the same allowances will no longer be made.
In second year, there are no second chances.
Girls, you're staying here with me this morning.
Gentlemen, I'm Zach Andrews. You're next door with me.
This year I have everything to lose.
I can try to hang on,
but I don't know what's around the next corner.
Come and stand at the front of the barre.
They cancelled my credit cards.
Dad's always one step ahead.
So you're staying?
For now.
I just have to trust that I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be.
Home.
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