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Excellent, Charlotte.

All right. That's enough. Thank you.

Everyone, come spread out.

Okay.

Ida, what was your score on the last math test?

An A.

-A? -Mm-hmm.

Well, that doesn't help you here.

-No. Mm-mm. -Does it?

No.

Vanessa.

With that ass of yours, maybe you should try pole dancing.

Amalie...

Amalie...

You have two jobs.

One. Know your steps.

Two.

Express yourself in dance.

Reach out to us.

Show yourself.

Amalie, when I look at you

I see nothing.

I see all your movements. Yes.

But it's as if you're completely empty.

But I thought I did everything correctly.

Correctly? What's that?

-Did she talk back? -Correctly. Right.

Ida, if you can't handle criticism, you shouldn't be here.

She looks like she's going to cry.

Her cat died this morning.

Oh. Are you serious?

That's why she's sad.

Her cat died.

-I see. -Thank you.

Charlotte. Good. At least you had all the moves down.

But…

All right. Everyone else just think over what I said.

That's all for today.

Are you hungry?

I hope she gets laid soon.

Then she can finally get out all that frustration.

Bitch.

She's not a bitch to Charlotte.

Man, you just gotta find the balance between comfort and school.

You can chill, go out, maybe grab a beer with friends.

-Catch up with homework before class. -Right. That'll be cool.

-That's what I'm talking about. -Hi.

Hey.

-How was class? -It was good.

-You okay? All right. -I'm fine.

-What did you have for lunch? -There's nothing fun to do.

-Aksel. Let's do something fun. -Anyone up for a swim?

Yeah.

Ready, baby?

Yeah. Come on.

Elliot, catch it.

Oh. Oh my gosh.

Oh that's cold!

Come on.

-Stop it! -Come on!

Knock it off!

Oh my… No.

You cold, Vanessa?

Yeah.

Cheese!

Ba, ba, bum.

I used to mess that up all the time.

All the time.

I can't believe I was so clumsy.

You had no balance. You still don't!

You devil.

Yeah. She looked really sad. You think she'll quit?

-Who's that? -No idea.

Good morning, everyone.

Good morning.

Uh,

this is Bashir.

-Hello. -Hello.

Bashir, uh, has been my student for…

Oh. How long since you were my student, Bashir?

Uh,

you remember old Egypt and the mummies and stuff?

Uh, Bashir is the leader

of Dunya Dance School in Amsterdam.

Bashir and I have wanted to work together for some time.

Um, and now it seems that Bashir and I have found a reason.

A grant.

One of you will have the chance to study an entire year at his school.

Shh, shh. Quiet, quiet!

Do you wanna say something, Bashir?

Most of our students go on to perform at the top dance studios.

Um, so for your career, this would open doors for you everywhere.

Mm-hmm.

We have decided that you work here, and then I will be back in a month

to see if we can find the right one.

Oh my God…

Since you're here, would you watch a class?

That would only make them nervous.

Oh. You're probably you're right.

Hey. This is crazy. Right?

-Give me a hug. -Of course.

Guys, I went to the opera last week and half the dancers went to that school.

Hey, Charlotte. Can we practice at your house today?

-Of course. -That'd be cool.

-Hi. How are you? -Hi.

Come in.

Good morning.

Good morning. Why are you up so early?

I have to practice for the audition.

Well, I'm sure you'll get it, honey.

Did you know Charlotte has a practice room?

In a basement.

That's why she's so good.

Mm-hmm.

We're not using our basement for anything. Right?

Could we maybe get a dance room?

Maybe you could speak with a contractor.

Think it over, Dad.

Goodbye!

Dammit.

-Is this what you mean? -No. Watch me.

-Come in the pool. -Is that all you can do?

-Can you do a butterfly? -Butterfly? Can you do that?

What? No, stupid.

Your house is so awesome.

Yeah. New money must be convenient.

Whoa. If she didn't have this pool we couldn't throw the best parties.

That's so true.

Oh my God! The party! We have to start planning.

Oh shit! I completely forgot about that.

-Can't we just party right now? -Rad, dude.

Bottoms up!

-Uh, no, thanks. I'm training. -All right.

-And for you, Madam? -Same here.

-Fuck it. I'll drink the bottle. -Help yourself.

Champagne's a part of my training.

Don't forget about me.

-Hey! -Hi.

I'm sorry. I-I don't wanna end the fun, but I have to ask you all to leave.

Uh…

Huh? But we just got here.

It's my fault.

I should have told you. Some business partners are coming over.

Oh.

It's okay. We can hang out at my place.

-Yeah? Perfect. -Yeah. Of course.

-Yeah? -I just got my glass.

Amalie, let's go.

Help yourself to anything in the cellar before you go.

Thank you, sir. Thanks for having us.

Amalie, uh, can you stay?

-For what? -Um, I'll tell you later.

-Thank you, sir. Goodbye. -Goodbye.

Bye. See you soon, Bjørn.

-You'll meet us later? All right. -Yeah. I'll call you.

Have we got everything?

Need a hand?

You have to let me know when people are coming over.

It's rude to just throw out my friends like that.

Did you talk to the contractor about the dance room?

Hello?

There's a lot of people outside.

What's happening?

Dad?

Uh…

It's, uh--

-Hello. -Hi.

National Collection Agency. Do you know why we're here?

Yes, but this isn't necessary.

I'm expecting a loan that will settle the claim.

Everything's gonna be fine.

Well, you've had every opportunity to take care of it, and now it's too late.

So now please let us in to do our job or I'll have to call the police.

-For you. -What?

-What's happening? -D-don't worry. Everything will be fine.

-Hi. Do you live here? -Yeah.

The property must be cleared. It's being foreclosed.

Show me your room and we can pack your belongings

Dad?

Come on. There's no time. You need to pack your things.

Just the essentials.

…help right now if you could explain that I have the money.

Yeah. I-I'll hold.

We're done. You can come in.

When can we come back?

You won't be back. The house is for sale.

Okay. What can we do?

-You need to start packing. -One minute.

You only need two jackets.

But this is my sailing jacket.

I'm sure you'll survive with two jackets.

A trustee will come in and decide what goes up for sale.

You're selling my things?

That's not up to me.

From this point on, it's the trustee's decision.

Take your cell phone, laptop, passport.

Passport?

And don't forget any personal documents.

Please. There's no need to worry.

Don't be dramatic.

-Take another look upstairs. -Come on.

-Excuse me. I need you to pack. -One second.

But wait. I just have to finish up this conversation.

Please, not now. You shouldn't even be on the phone.

You need to pack.

Now.

SEALED

But, Dad, can't we just check into a hotel?

I don't think so.

Dad?

What the hell?

There's been a mistake.

There is no way…

Fuck.

There's only one bed.

That's all right. I can sleep on the couch and you can have the bedroom.

This place is a shithole.

Uh, hello? This is Bjørn.

I think you made a mistake with the apartment you gave us.

Yes. I understand, but this is Norway, not a third-world country.

Okay. I understand.

Okay. Great. Yeah. Talk.

Asshole.

Dad, what's going on?

What about the house?

Foreclosure?

Um, Amalie, about that…

I have a little liquidity problem,

so I'm short on cash.

But what happened?

Well, uh…

we've gone bankrupt.

Bankrupt?

But there must be stocks you can sell.

No. No. I sold them all a while ago.

We lost a lot of money in a project over in Geilo,

and I had everything under control until…

All we can do is keep moving forward and manage the debt.

And our money?

Well, the authorities have full control for some time.

-And how long? -Five years.

Five years? We can't stay here that long, Dad.

Look. Five years is crazy.

I promise it won't be that long.

I'm not gonna stop until I get us out of here.

Everything will be fine. Don't worry.

But where am I going to dance?

Can't you dance here in the living room?

-We don't need any more furniture. -It's a tile floor.

I can't dance in here.

I'm sorry, honey.

READY?

SORRY… HAVE TO HELP DAD WITH THE GUESTS.

Uh, this is a bit awkward, but we're in a tough situation.

And now you know I never ask for anything, but I could really use the help.

But would you mind if I took out a loan?

Just a small loan and I'll pay you back…

IDA: WHERE WERE YOU? SHE WENT THROUGH ALL THE SEQUENCES.

Ill.

IDA: CHARLOTTE IS HALFWAY TO THE NETHERLANDS...

So you're going to school today?

Yeah.

Have you told your friends about…

…everything going on?

Are you crazy?

TICKETS

Breathe.

Inhale deeply, with every movement.

Each part of the flower.

Is there anyone who'd like to perform last week's routine?

Sorry. The bus was late.

Nice of you to join us. We've missed you.

Would you like to volunteer to show us last week's routine?

We don't have all day.

Hmm.

I'm sorry. I just need to warm up a little bit.

You look warm enough to me.

-I can do it again. -That's all right.

I don't wanna see something you should've practiced at home.

Charlotte, come.

Yeah.

And… yeah.

Push it.

See how light she is? She's soaring.

Look. Now I've been going back and forth with this deal for weeks.

I just need a couple months to figure this all out.

Yeah, yeah. No, no, no. I-I'll keep you posted about everything.

-It'll be fine. Hey, honey. -Hi.

No, no, no. I got this. No problem.

Oh. Well, come on. No, no, no, no.

Look. We both know they're not gonna do shit.

Trust me.

INDIVIDUAL TRAINING

No. I know we can do this. Mm-hmm.

Look. Offer them a drink or something.

No. You just have to trust me and we can figure everything out.

DANCE STUDIO ELLINGSRUD

No, no…

YOUTH CENTER

YOUTH CENTER

Hi.

Hey.

What's up?

I was wondering

can I train here?

Well, there's plenty of room, so come in.

Shit.

Shit!

You know, whenever I get stuck, I try something else to shake things up.

Wanna try something new?

Yeah.

All right.

First rule of hip-hop?

Put on some shoes.

Okay. The first move is,um, Steve Martin.

One, two, rock it.

Three, four, five, six.

Bart Simpson.

Then you slide.

And one, and two, and slide.

Two, three, four, then three quick ones.

Running Man. Down.

Yeah.

Yes. Don't stop. And…

-And one, and two, and three, and four. -What?

-And five, and six, and seven… -Come on.

No?

Sorry, sorry. I-I don't know what I was doing.

That was way too much.

You know what? Let's just dance.

Shuffles!

Uh.

One. Uh.

And bounce, two, three.

One, two.

Chris Martin, and…

-Uh. -Okay.

Hey.

Hey.

Ooh. Running Man.

Nice!

-Where did you learn to dance? Huh? -I go to Valkyrien for Modern.

Hmm.

Now you're looking for more?

Could be.

-That's my boy! -One second.

Yo, guys!

-Yes, queen. -What's up?

What up? Who's that chick you're talking to?

-No, man. Stop it. -You like her?

-Hello. -Hi.

-Moa. Amalie. -Amalie.

Yeah.

-Mikael! -Hey!

-Hi. -Hey.

-Hey. What's up? -Nothing.

-Hi. -Hi.

-Kim. -Amalie.

Dancing with us today?

No. I'm going.

Okay.

Hey, girl.

Nice earrings.

Hey. Don't worry about pussy shit.

So, what are you doing tomorrow?

Anything?

No? Okay.

Because I thought you might wanna go out.

Okay. When?

N-nine o'clock at, um, the Verden.

-Okay. -Be there.

-What is it? -Uh, you'll see tomorrow.

Be there.

Just come.

Hey, you. What's your name again?

-Amalie. -Amalie.

-Yeah? -See that door there?

You just open it, through it.

Yeah. I just--

Yo, girl. You want a dance lesson?

Don't let him teach you. Mikael is shit.

Why don't you take a class with Magic Moa?

Oh my God!

But I have to go now.

Okay. Bye.

Don't let either of them teach you.

Uh-huh.

Yeah, boy.

Nicely done.

Hey. You've reached Amalie. Please leave a message. Bye-bye!

Hello? Where are you?

I even called Ida. I miss you.

Call me back.

AKSEL: HELLO…? WEREN'T WE SUPPOSED TO MEET?

-What's that? -Check this out.

Okay. Yeah.

Oh yeah!

Yo!

Whoo!

Oh shit. Come on! Oh! Oh, oh.

Whoo! Shit!

Oh!

Yes!

Let her know.

Y'all make some noise!

Hey! You came.

What is this?

This, Amalie, is battle.

Computers can do that?

You bet you can do that?

That's it?

"That's it"?

You know there's no choreography. Right?

Just freestyle.

-Freestyle? -Yeah!

They don't even know the song.

They don't even know their opponent. They're in the zone ready for anything.

Until they're called up on the stage. And you just live in the moment.

Just live in the moment.

Okay. Okay.

Come on!

Yeah.

Whoa!

Oh! Oh!

She's killing it.

That's sick.

Oh!

She's killing it right now.

Whoo!

What?

Oh! Go give her some love!

Whoa!

All right. All right.

Hey. Come meet the rest of the crew. Come.

Moa, you remember Amalie?

Judges, are you ready? Okay. People, are you with me?

Who do you think will win?

-They're voting now. -The ladies.

-One, two, three… -The ladies?

Oh! Come on. Come on, Marlene.

Bergen knows her shit!

Are you ready for the All-Star Battle,

one versus one?

Yeah, baby!

Let's pick out some names from our little hat.

First one up, Moa from Illicit!

Yeah. Alex, from the same crew. Illicit!

Come on, people. Make some noise! Come on! Let's go!

Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit.

And the thing is, we're a crew. Right? Yeah. We're all friends too,

but when we're battling, we're supposed to get out all our shit.

You know? Provoke each other.

Sometimes people get pissed off.

Like, last week, somebody got shot.

What?

Are you serious?

Shit. Moa, ten seconds.

Hello?

Fuck. Asshole.

It was too easy.

Oh. Okay, okay, okay.

Yo!

Come on, girl.

Get it, girl.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Get him. Get him. Get him.

All right.

All right. All right. All right. Goddamn, people!

Come on! Groruddalen, make some noise!

All right. Show some love for Moa and Alex from Illicit group.

Come on. You still with me, guys?

One, two, three…

-Moa and Alex! -What does that mean?

The X means there's a tie.

One more vote and it'll all be decided. The winner.

…versus…

Will you battle?

No. I came to watch someone else battle.

Who's that?

The next one up is Amalie!

-Amalie, come to the stage, girl. -No.

I promise. You're gonna crush it. Come on. Let's go.

-You're gonna kill it. -I can't…

You'll be awesome! I've seen you dance. You'll… you'll be great. Trust me.

I think we got a first-timer here, people.

Don't stress. Just be yourself.

Have a good time.

Okay?

-Are you ready? Let's go! -Take this off. It'll get hot.

Oh. Oh.

Come on. Come on.

Jojo. One round, one minute. Let's go!

He's so good.

He's only a kid.

Come on, Jojo!

Whoo!

Come on!

Uh.

Keep going.

All right, Jojo. That's Jojo, yo. He's on fire!

Jojo, get out. Come on.

Come on, Amalie. Let's go! Show us what you got, girl!

Is she on beat?

Oh. All right.

-I can't do this. -You're doing great. Come on.

Last round, Jojo. Come out. Let's go!

Oh, oh, oh.

Come on, Jojo.

Get it. Get it.

Oh!

All right. Oh.

Come on!

Whoa!

All right.

Come on, Amalie. Let's go!

Oh. Oh.

That's bite. No, no.

Oh!

That's my move!

Don't bite. What the hell?

That's bite, Amalie!

Sorry.

It's okay. Don't listen to them.

-All right. Okay. Okay, guys. Next. -Amalie?

Amalie!

Amalie! Amalie! Amalie! No. Stop, stop! Stop!

-Why would you do that? -I thought you would like it.

How could I like that?

You made me look like a fool today.

I'm sorry. It was… it's supposed to be fun. Okay?

Not for me.

Fuck.

AKSEL CALL ME

Hi.

-So you're alive after all. -I'm really sorry. Okay?

I was worried about you.

That's not okay. I sent you 1,000 messages.

Aksel, I-I…

What's going on?

I'm sorry. I've been so awful.

I could never stay mad at you.

Hey.

Dad.

Oh. Uh…

Oh. I, uh, I guess I overslept.

Yeah.

Uh, going out?

Sailing.

Yeah.

Will you get some groceries soon?

Sure. Yeah. Sure.

Don't forget a sailing jacket.

I don't have a sailing jacket!

They took everything!

Dad, all you do is lie to everyone.

It's like you're living in your own world.

Anyone else nervous for the audition

determining the rest of our lives?

Jesus. No pressure.

Doomsday is coming.

Yeah.

I'm stressed.

Uh, just hold the rudder steady and watch out for that boat over there.

All right. I'll keep it steady.

Amalie, are you freezing?

No. I'm really fine.

You didn't bring a jacket?

-We're sailing. You have to bring one. -I forgot it at home.

You can borrow my mom's. Come on.

-Yeah. Let's go get it. -Okay.

MIKAEL SENT YOU A FRIEND REQUEST

MIKAEL: THAT WAS TOTALLY WRONG OF ME. I'M SORRY.

MIKAEL: THIS TUNE SAYS IT BETTER THAN I CAN.

YOMI: UNNSKYLD (SORRY)

Hey. Ready?

-Hey. -What?

I need to get back to the others.

MIKAEL: DID YOU LIKE THE TUNE?

CONFIRM FRIEND REQUEST

Who are you talking to, Amalie?

Just my dad.

Hey. Can I show you something?

-Come. -Okay.

Isn't it nice?

You're so sexy when you dance.

I want you so bad.

No, Aksel.

Not now.

What?

The… the others are waiting for us.

Can't you tell me what's going on?

Nothing.

I just think we should head back.

Yo, Mikael.

How do you do that thing again?

You came!

Yeah.

I'm

really sorry.

I mean, I was totally out of line.

I should've known better.

Hmm.

I hope we're okay.

-Josef. -Amalie.

-I loved your dance. -Oh. I knew it!

You were good.

My God.

Yeah. Okay. I'm sorry about that.

Also in general, for everything.

Um…

Cool?

It's fine.

You wanna dance with us?

Come on. Just for fun.

I promise.

Come on. Dance is supposed to be fun.

Come on. At least watch.

Okay.

Okay. You're up.

-Yeah! -Whoo!

-See? It's fun. -Yeah.

-Okay! -Nice.

Oh. Oh.

Yeah.

Yeah!

Yeah, girl.

Let's go!

-Come on! -Hey! Hey!

Sick.

-Mm-hmm. -You got it, girl.

All right. Whoo!

Where'd that come from?

Let's go!

Yeah!

Whoo!

-Yeah. -Come on, man.

Whoo!

What?

Nice, bro.

Shit. Damn, girl!

-Impressive. Seriously. -Thanks.

That was not bad.

Shit.

-I love your earrings. -Aw.

You want them?

-What? -Yeah. Sure. Why…why not?

-Shit. -You're cool.

-Thank you. -Yeah. You're nice.

-See you. -Yeah.

Seriously?

You were awesome.

-Yeah? -That was intense.

-You're dope. -Whoa.

Imagine that

you're light as a feather.

Sorry. It's not funny. Sorry.

Mm.

Oh.

That's good

Growing.

Yeah.

Yes.

Oh.

Follow through, Charlotte.

No. No, no. Stop! Stop!

You're dancing so simply.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

I find it embarrassing to see you dance like mechanical dolls.

I mean,

only one of you got close to showing me more than movements.

Come here.

Not you. Amalie, come.

Come, Amalie.

Okay.

One, two, and…

Good.

She's telling us something.

Right now. Remember… remember to extend.

Thank you, Amalie. Thank you.

Great job, Amalie.

That's how it's done.

Aren't those kind of hippie, or is it just me?

I just thought they'd help me loosen up when I dance.

I like the new look.

You hired a private coach. Didn't you?

No.

Something's going on. What aren't you telling us?

You don't hang out with us anymore, and…

What?

It doesn't seem like you want to throw the party.

What?

No, Charlotte. I do.

But please let us know if you have to cancel the party. Okay?

The party is canceled?

Of course we're throwing a party. And I don't have a coach. Okay?

Great.

Whatever you say.

Why do you have to say stuff like that, Charlotte?

I have to ask.

You know you can talk to me. Right?

It's nothing! Can you drop it?

-Can I show you something? -Okay.

It's not far.

All right.

It's so nice.

The neighborhood?

The neighborhood.

Shit. I fucking blew it. How long until the audition?

Only two weeks.

-Oh fuck. -My God. I have to practice.

Can we practice at your house, Charlotte?

Yeah. Sure. Why not?

Thanks.

Hi!

Let's go on a little ride.

Aksel. What are you doing here?

I can't today.

-Why not? -I have to practice.

I'll give you a lift.

Do we have to be together all the time?

We never see each other.

For Christ's sake! It's like I can't go anywhere by myself.

What's going on?

It's okay. I'll just take the train.

AKSEL… WE HAVE TO TALK.

Ugh.

No, no, no. What was that? Come back and do it again.

Ready…

and go.

Yes. Slowly.

Yeah.

Good, Amalie. Breathe.

Yes.

Okay. That's enough.

-Charlotte, go to the back. -I got it. I just… I got distracted.

-Stop crying. -I just need some water.

Didn't you hear what I said? Charlotte, go to the back.

Honestly?

Now.

Go.

Come on.

Jesus Christ.

Drama queen.

Charlotte, are you okay?

Just perfect.

You must be happy.

Oh.

Who's Mikael?

Give her back her phone, Charlotte. What the fuck?

Who is Mikael, Amalie?

A private coach?

Uh, no.

That's not the problem.

You can't take anyone being better than you.

I shared my whole home studio with you.

You don't share shit!

All you do for us is boss everyone around.

I can't get over how you took her phone. You can't do that.

Yeah. That's not okay.

See?

Bossing around.

Holy shit.

Ugh.

-Drama queen. -First time Birgitta was right.

There's a battle, end of the month.

I thought I'd ask you this time.

Mm.

Will you dance with me?

Yeah. I will.

Awesome.

Break dance?

There's a first time for everything. Right?

You'll be amazing.

So we just have to fill out our names

and press "Send."

Hmm.

Shit.

The first time I saw you

it was…

it was like…

And now…

Jesus.

CALL REJECTED

WHAT'S HAPPENING? I'M AT YOUR DOOR…

-I have to go. -You do?

I forgot I have to meet my dad.

No.

Don't go.

-Mikael. -Baby, please stay.

Hey, Aksel. I can explain.

It's only temporary.

A hotel?

Where?

Aksel, please. I don't wanna talk about it.

Can you just drop it?

What did you tell everyone?

I haven't told them.

Yeah, but what about your summer party?

Can we have it at your house?

Sure.

Yeah. Of course.

I-I promise I'll take care of it.

Mm-hmm.

But you really have to be honest with me, Amalie.

From now on I need you…

to stop hiding things from me.

Mm-hmm.

Come here.

WANT TO DANCE WITH ME TODAY?

Thanks. I'll pay you back as soon as I can.

Don't worry about it. Christ, I'm so sick of Birgitta.

I know. She's insane.

I hate how she treats Vanessa. It's terrible.

I would die if she'd said something like that to me.

Yeah.

I'm telling you. Change your routine a little…

Let's go in here.

-Here? -Yeah.

This store?

I need some more stuff for the party.

Okay.

What about these candles?

These lights?

Uh, they're kind of, uh plain-looking.

Not really for a summer party, I'd say.

You need something simple, but cute.

How about tealights?

Amalie? These? Or a different color?

-Tealights? -My mom says they're the best.

And they last forever.

Six hours per candle.

There are so many colors too. Or do you wanna stick with the white?

And be classy.

What do you think?

Cacaw!

-Um… -Cacaw!

Hey.

-What's up? -Hi.

Sorry. I'm just messing around.

-Hi. -Hello.

You okay?

Um, we're a… we're actually on our way out.

-Oh. -But we still have to pay.

No. It's fine.

-Um… -Come on, Ida.

But I'll see you later. Right?

Um, yeah. Yeah.

Okay. So you'll text me after?

Uh, yeah. Tomorrow.

-Yep. -Come.

-Can't we just get them now? -No. Come. Let's go.

Who were they? Do you know them?

They just clean the house.

You let them in your house?

Dude, what was wrong with her?

Hmm?

-Uh, didn't she just ignore you? -No. I don't think so.

-Hmm. -We're fine.

-Need some candles? -Candles?

?

CAN'T THIS WEEK. MY PERIOD.

Come lightly. Soft like a feather. Have you seen Charlotte?

-Amalie, have you seen Charlotte? -No.

-Have you seen Charlotte? -No.

Okay. From the top.

You look good today.

Aksel. Come here.

-What's up? -Just about the party.

Should we have the dance floor by the beach or by the garden?

DANCE WITH ME

Garden, 'cause of mosquitoes.

I personally like the beach better.

Amalie?

I think you should apologize to Charlotte.

You could have told her about the private lessons.

Ida, I don't have a trainer.

He's just a cleaner. You met him yourself.

It doesn't matter. You really hurt her feelings.

And she hurt me.

She didn't come to class today because of what you said.

Why can't anyone accept I'm good.

But I wanted one of the speakers next to the pillar.

It's not gonna work.

Oh. Hi there.

And it gets bigger and bigger, and we're not doing that.

WHEN?

You know I'm fine. Just let me know what works best for you.

Look. Do we have a paper or something that at least gives us proof?

Hey.

Going to a party?

What's up?

Sorry I didn't reply to your text.

Multiple texts.

I get it. Okay?

It's… Honestly, it's all good. It's fine.

We all get busy.

I have to go now.

To go?

-Yeah. I'm in a hurry. -Yeah?

You know this was all a game. Right?

What?

You know. You and I?

There's no way it was gonna work out.

Yeah. I guess not.

Shit.

-Hey! -Hi.

Come, Amalie. We're taking a selfie.

Ah!

Come on. Go, baby, go.

Whoo!

Go, go, go, go!

I wanted to take you out. I'm serious.

Is that it? Come on. That's weak.

Aksel, I need to talk to you.

Hi. As I was saying…

Okay. Picking the right color is not just a choice

it says something about your personality.

-Aksel, please. It's important. -One minute.

Where's Amalie? I want to talk to her.

I'll handle this.

-Let me go. -Charlotte, you need to…

Amalie! Where's Amalie?

Charlotte, chill. Take it easy.

I let you train in my house.

-I've always had your back. -Charlotte…

And then you steal the Netherlands away from me!

You have fucking everything.

This is all I've got.

I'm sorry.

"Sorry"?

Right.

That will improve my audition. Right?

"Sorry"?

-You stupid bitch! -Hey, hey!

-Get out! -Don't touch me.

-Get out. Walk yourself out. -I can walk myself.

Hey. I'm sorry.

-Oh my God. Charlotte's a mess. -Popcorn please.

Amalie?

Who's he?

Mikael?

How did you find me?

On this.

You're tagged everywhere.

Amalie? Who's that?

Her house cleaner.

He doesn't know about me. Does he?

Amalie?

That you got yourself a guy from the hood? Huh?

Am I a joke to you?

Amalie, what the hell?

We met over the summer. Okay?

Her and I, we hooked up.

Man…

All dancing, huh?

You just used me.

Shit.

I know I'm not a fancy dancer, but at least I know who I am. Okay?

-No. Mikael, wait -No, no, no. Stay away from me.

Bro, I'd stay away from her, because she'll hurt you too. All right?

Aksel, listen.

No. Get your things.

-Hear me out. Please. -Go get your things.

Get out of my house!

Put on some music.

Come on. You heard him.

Put on some fucking music!

I'm sorry. Shh.

Hey! It's Mikael's phone.

I'm busy right now, but leave a message after the beep. Beep!

Mikael.

Sorry.

I fucked it all up.

Please pick up the phone.

WHAT IS YOUR SITUATION? LOOKING FOR WORK OR BEING LAID OFF?

ARE YOU LOOKING FOR WORK?

That's all for today.

Go home and practice.

Amalie, please stay.

What's up?

Nothing.

Okay. Show me what you have for the audition.

Come on, now.

Ugh.

What's going on?

You were finally getting better and now you're right back where you started.

Hello!

Where did it go?

Are you serious?

I lost my home, my friends, everything.

Use it, then.

Use it? But everybody hates me!

Hmm.

Good. Show me that feeling.

Use it, for fuck's sake. See you at the audition.

Yeah. Thanks. Thank you, Ida.

Yeah.

Vanessa, you're up.

You ready?

I'm good.

Thank you, Vanessa. Thank you.

Charlotte, come on up.

She's one of my best students.

Oh yeah?

Well, let's see her.

-Okay? Thank you. -Yeah, I have seen enough.

Thank you, Charlotte.

Right? What did I tell you?

You should see Amalie.

Amalie?

-Okay. Let's go, let's go. -Hello?

Uh, is she okay?

Hey. Are you okay, Amalie?

Do you need some water?

Okay. We'll try again from the top.

-Um… -No.

What?

No.

What do you mean?

This isn't me.

-What? -All of it.

None of this shit is me.

I don't belong here.

It's not my place. That's somewhere else.

Hmm.

Fuck.

Ida, everything all right?

Y'all, thank you guys for coming out today.

All right. Follow the music, baby.

Whoo! I see you!

Yo!

Yo! Yeah, baby!

Y'all see that? Y'all see that? Yeah.

You already know how this goes.

One, two…

Let's go, Illicit!

…three.

Whoo! Whoo!

That's your boys in the building!

Keep it up! Keep it up!

Whoo!

Shit's crazy, man. Yeah.

All right. Now we're going to introduce the next battle.

One on one, freestyle!

That's me.

Come on!

Yeah! Get it, girl.

Let's give it up for Timo and Kim, y'all!

Ladies first. Let's go!

I see you!

Get him.

That's the hustle.

Old school with it. Let's go!

Oh!

That's real. Oh yeah. Whoo!

All right. Yeah, ladies and gentlemen. Yeah.

Whoo!

Good stuff!

Mikael!

Yeah, boy.

-Mikael, what's up? -Yeah.

Whoo!

And Amalie!

Seriously?

No, Moa. I'm not dancing against her. No. No.

-Honestly? Not a chance. -Just do it.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Whoo!

-Just get it over with. -Come on, bro. You can do it.

Hey.

What?

-Did you get my voicemail? -No.

Can't you please listen to me?

-This is personal. -I'm gonna crush you. Okay?

I listened to you. Why can't you listen to me?

That's not the same.

-Ready for rock, paper, scissors? -Yeah.

Oh!

-Bring it. -Y'all ready?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Okay.

I've got swag. Yeah?

Whoo!

Okay. He's coming back.

All right. Show me something. Show me something.

Whoo!

Amalie!

You have to show him!

Show him you love him!

What?

Show him how you feel.

Right there on the stage.

You got this.

Whoo! Yeah!

Okay, okay, okay, okay.

We gonna try something a little different tonight.

Check this out.

Okay.

How are we feeling about that?

Yo. Y'all know what I need from you right now.

-Can I get a… -One!

-Let me get a… -Two!

-Please let me get a… -Three!

Judges!

It seems the judges want another round!

Why not?

One more round. Finish what you started, man.

All right, all right, all right. Come here. Come here.

No blood. No bad blood. All right? Cool off. I'mma be right back.

Give them a minute.

You wanna play what?

It wasn't a game.

I know it's hard to believe,

but I promise you that if you give me another chance

I won't fuck it up.

Okay. Y'all ready to battle it out?

So, what we're about to do here,

is we gonna set it up. You ready?

Oh. He took the hoodie off. Okay.

Yeah. All right. You know what to do.

Wow.

It's on.

My God. I love it.

Listen. I don't know about y'all,

that's a lot of emotion and stuff like that,

it's time to party!