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My name is Lena Grisky and I go to the best ballet school in the world.

I have a secret.

I'm a time traveler from 1905

and my boyfriend Henri is doing everything he can to get me home.

♪ I can feel my heart skipping Go off the beat ♪

♪ Things are pacing too fast out on the streets ♪

♪ And I try to stay on my feet along the way ♪

♪ Another crazy day Okay, okay ♪

♪ Wake up, wake up, wake up into a new world ♪

♪ Watch out, watch out, watch out and hold on strong, girl ♪

♪ It's time to show myself what I can be ♪

♪ Figure out my life and still be me ♪

♪ Wake up, wake up, wake up and welcome to my world ♪

(Ines) Previously...

(computer voice) Downloading ballet knowledge.

Bureau agent Nico has joined the school undercover, posing as a dancer.

(Nico) I hear you need a partner, Miss Grisky.

While Lena still doesn't remember a thing about her past.

Time travelers? This guy's hilarious.

And why did he sign it "Love, Henri"? I don't even know him.

Frank has said goodbye to Thea and is stuck in 1905 with Clive,

while Pinky's quit the Time Collectors.

(reads) I'm fed up with time travel and I'm done running.

In 1905, Lena's nemesis Claudine has embraced modern ways.

Isaac's old dance partner, Jenna, has joined the team.

Apparently, we're not the only school doing the workshop.

A selection of First Division students have been invited to this workshop

in the South of France to train with the CJ Company.

Woow.

Ladies and gents...

Woow. Guys and dolls... Ooh...

Chicks and dudes... (all giggle)

...are things fantastic in the south, or what?

Thanks. (giggles)

(gags)

Ooh... How is it?

Horribly... amazeballs... ma'am.

Uh, is that...

Parsnip? Turnip. And peanut butter.

(Jeff) Always a winning combo. Thanks, Jeff. (giggles)

(Jeff) Speaking of winning combos, Lena has finally found a partner thanks to Nico,

our newest Paris Opera Ballet School arrival. Welcome to the family, man.

(Nico) Thanks, mate. (Isaac sniffs) Hm...

(Jeff) Like I was saying, things were super tense

when Lena thought she was gonna have to fly solo this year.

Hey, that was never gonna happen.

Whatever, they make a dashing pair as dancers and dare I say, a beautiful...

Okay, Jeff, I'm very happy that I found a nice and talented dance partner. But that is all.

Thanks, Lena.

I feel the same way. Well, isn't that obvious?

All I'm saying is that was quite the recovery from the face plant at the beach, yo.

Whoa!

(laughter)

Jeff. Jeff, stop.

For the record, I thought the alleged face plant was just a clever part of the dance.

And I thought it was adorable.

(all) Aw.

That's like, the sweetest thing I've ever heard.

I face‐planted once, but I broke my nose.

I'm talking like... pssht... blurgh...

Oookay. I'm gonna stop you right there. We're enjoying breakfast here.

Are we, though?

Hurry, guys, we're gonna be late.

Have a good day, guys. (giggles)

(beating drums)

(Jeff whispers) Even their tights look professional.

They are so good.

Like, off the charts good.

I hope you're good and by good I mean totally amazing because we really need this, okay?

Don't worry. I'm better than good.

Wait, we're better than better than good, right? Tell me we're gonna be okay.

(scoffs) In our sleep, yo.

(clears his throat) I mean... totally.

Insane.

(Arabic instruments join in)

May I present, the prestigious members of the CJ Company.

Now, learn everything you can from these dancers.

Not every student gets to train alongside professionals.

And these young hopefuls are my students. Thank you, guys. Take a breath, please.

Thanks for that lovely choreography. Great stuff.

Really inspiring, lovely.

Okay, sh, sh, sh. They'll be back in any minute. Do not let me down. Now listen.

There are a few spots left in the company's latest production and you guys...

you guys are gonna audition for their show.

(Ines chuckles) Now, think of it as training for your audition for company.

This is so exciting.

The production's in a week, auditions are tomorrow.

I know. (scoffs) I know. It's a real nail biter.

I mean, did you see how good they were? The extension. The focus.

The height of their jumps. Now, don't mess up!

And don't freak out.

We're not freaking out per se. We just wanna do a good job.

Well, maybe you should be freaking out.

(Armando) Ah, great.

Alright, you'll spend the next hour being mentored by these great dancers.

Make the most of it.

(Frank) I need to figure out the Bureau's plan, Clive.

(humming)

Like, why did they mind erase Lena and her friends, hm?

Did you want me to answer that? Because I don't know the answer, Frank.

I just... I know it's to do with the Chosen One.

And we need to find out who that is. Once and for all.

I need eyes on Lena.

Cause if they're watching her, that means they're watching me.

Don't send me back to the future, boss. Please?

I just got back to 1905 and I'm gonna be teaching dance classes.

I had so much fun when Thea was teaching the girls, so I thought I'd give it a go.

Get out.

I have one nerve left... and you are standing on it!

I miss Max and Thea.

And before you say anything, they're my friends, so be careful.

As angry as I am about what Max did to Lena, I get it. He's your friend.

I hate to admit it, but I kind of miss Thea, too. Aw. (giggles)

I hope Lena's gonna be okay. She's gutted about Max.

Well, she and this Nico dude seem to have some chemistry, right?

Yeah...

I don't know. I just don't know about that guy.

Nico? Seriously? What up?

He seems to have an answer for everything. I don't like it.

What? The dude's totally awesome. I love that guy.

Plus, Isaac likes him too, so there's none of that weird Max energy from last year.

That was tense. This is bliss.

I'm serious. Just keep an eye on him for me, okay?

Aw. Look at you protecting your bestie. Stop.

Alright. Let's go from the slices. Hm, hm.

(beating drums)

Claudine, I honestly thought your teacher was joking when she told me

that you wanted to play a pirate in the upcoming showcase.

But I can see now that she was serious. And so am I.

I mean, why can't the girls be the ones to find the treasure map? Girl power, you know?

No, I don't. There will never be a girl playing the part of a boy at this school.

Now, get out of those trousers and go put your dress on before I report this to your parents.

But... You're dismissed.

Go. Tah.

Hello, Claudine.

Come on. I am perfectly capable of opening my own door, thank you very much.

And seriously, what's wrong with girls wearing trousers?

You're absolutely right. I love your outfit.

Don't you start with me. No. No, Claudine, I'm serious. Come on.

Care to join me for a cup of tea?

And why would I do that? Cause I think I can help you to elevate your... girl power.

Oh...

(imitating a pirate) Arr, matey. Right this way.

(laughs)

Ya‐hoy.

(classical piano music plays)

You should have come to watch the CJ Company perform this morning. It was fun.

I was working on my own in the studio. Cause I'm here to train, not have fun.

Did you do those core exercises I gave you?

My core's as tight as a drum. How are your planks coming along?

The plan is to stick to my plan, remember?

And just so you know, I could plank my way across France if I needed too.

(scoffs) That's how good my training schedule is.

It wouldn't hurt to have a little fun, you know. We're in the South of France.

Yes. To train with the CJ Company.

That's your problem. This sudden need to have fun.

Hey, I've always loved fun.

That's very funny.

I'm not joking. You're usually so focused on making company

and suddenly, you and Jeff are running around like a pair of eight‐year‐olds.

(laughs)

It's nice to blow off some steam every now and then.

That's where you're wrong.

You need as much steam as possible to make it to the finish line.

(beating drums, Arabic instruments play)

(sighs) Am I doing something wrong?

No, you're a great dancer, but... That doesn't sound great.

It's just a little disconnected, a little formal.

Maybe it was the way I was trained.

It's not your dancing. But you could stand to loosen up a little. Yeah?

(beating drums)

(Lena sighs) I can't believe how much homework we have.

How are we supposed to keep up with school and ballet and prep for the CJ Company audition?

(Jeff) Dude, the workload this year is totally bonkers.

I gots to get my study on...

Yo. Whoa. This place is a total disaster.

L, it looks like your craft station exploded all over the living room.

Yeah, Lena, it's like your paper swans barfed glitter...

It's not that bad. She likes crafting. What's wrong with that?

(softly) No, he didn't.

Just chill. Guys, what is that smell?

(Kennedy) Food's ready. You're in for a treat.

(Lena) Oh!

(Kennedy) It's pasta à la Kennedy.

Also known as Pepper Rainbow Unicorn Pasta, with a side salad à la Bree.

Yay! You like it.

(Jeff retching) (Nico gasping)

Are those peppers jalapeños?

Of course, silly. What other peppers would they be? It's a huge hit back home.

Where's that, in Hades?

Yeah, who puts twenty million jalapeños on pasta? Apparently, Kennedy does.

Hey, it was nice of her to make us dinner. She didn't have to do this.

Yum, it's so nice...

and so delicious.

(Isaac) Ugh, I'm gonna pass on that pasta. What's up with that salad?

Well, Bree isn't here to make her salad à la Bree, is she? (sighs)

Guys, seriously, what is that gross smell?

Your socks. So there!

(Jeff) Oh, I can't breathe.

It's disgusting.

Well, your smoothies are disgusting.

Oh!

(electronic beep) Captain Michaels here.

I have eyes on the subject. And there's nothing to worry about.

I have her just where I want her.

I'll report back later.

(beep)

Hey.

The paper swans have taken your crafting station hostage...

(chuckles) ...and waged a war on Isaac's socks.

There's nothing left to do but rehearse. Shall we?

Yeah. Anything to get out of here. Come on.

Hey, girl.

Oh, come on, what's going on? Nico's a problem.

Dude, you gotta get off that train.

Jeff, there's something seriously off with that guy.

He's got Lena convinced that he's this nice guy, but in reality he's a total jerk.

You are just jealous that he's taking all of L's attention.

Trust me, I took a psychology course one summer and this is classic separation anxiety.

Think of it this way: you're not losing a friend, you're gaining one.

Oh, brother. It's okay, you're acting out. I don't take it personally.

(sighs) Classic.

So... tell me about your family, why you started to dance, what you were like as a kid.

My parents divorced when I was young and my mom worked a lot,

so she needed something for me to do after school, so I crashed my best friend's ballet class

and told the teacher he didn't know what he was doing

and showed everyone else how it was done.

(chuckles) You didn't. How old were you?

Like four. So obviously, I knew way more than the teacher.

Well, obviously. (giggles)

Thank you.

So... What about you? Why do you dance?

There's nothing else I want to do. I couldn't live without dancing.

Really?

I... never felt that way about anything.

Oh, I've totally figured you out.

Your technique is great. But you're not connecting with your feelings.

Come on, let's shake things up a little. (giggles)

What are you doing? Are you okay?

I'm shaaaking it out. Come on, try it.

Come on, come on, come on. There you go. There you go.

Shake. Shake it out, shake it out. Shake it out, shake it... (shrieks and laughs)

Where did you learn that?

Uh... my... old partner. Max.

He used it on me whenever I was stuck.

Alright. Uhm...

It's late and I'm tired. I'm gonna take off.

I'll see you back at the house.

Uhm... Okay.

(electronic whirring and beeping)

Something's up with Nico.

You think so, too?

Wait, what do you mean? What do you mean?

(both laugh)

Well, I'm trying to get to know him because I have to dance with him, but he's just so...

Weird? Creepy? Off?

Hey. That's my dance partner you're talking about.

(both laugh)

(Ines) Sorry, go on.

It's just, every time I think we're getting somewhere, he shuts down.

We're not connecting. At least, not like Max and I did.

Wait, are you saying you like him like you liked Max?

No!

No. (both laugh)

Lena. Just keep your distance for now, okay?

I'm sorry, I get that you like him, but something just feels off to me.

No, you're wrong. He's a good guy.

And you never really got the whole Max Alvarez thing either, remember?

(both laugh)

That's true. (laughs)

Maybe he's just shy.

But as of tomorrow, it's my mission to crack that code.

To cracking codes.

(giggles)

(Armando) Let the auditions begin.

(beating drums)

Henri... What are you doing?

I remember Henri.

Tell me everything you remember. Henri. He's my...

Lena, focus.

Are you the Chosen One?

What did you just say?

What in the world was that?

Uh... I'm so sorry.

Are you okay? Are you ill, Miss Grisky?

No. Okay, then carry on. Music, please.

Uh, wouldn't it be easier to use these as a visual reference?

No. No, no, no, I don't want to scare her.

I don't think she scares that easily. I mean, she walks around dressed as a pirate.

It was a costume.

(both) Aaah.

Yeah, okay. But still, she's inspiring.

Willing to go against her teacher like that. Yeah. I've got this, Clive.

I know. (whispers) Just be careful.

Hm‐hm. She's girl‐powered.

(knock on the door)

(Clive) Right this way.

I have Lapsang Souchong, Oolong or Yerba Maté.

Whatever.

Okay, Clive, that's... That will be all.

Sorry, sorry.

What? Excuse me.

(Clive) Sorry. Excuse me. Excuse...

Here's the deal. It's on the table.

Clive. Yes.

No talking. I'm just excited for the future.

I know. Contain it. What if you could wear trousers?

Can you imagine?

Dance whatever part you want? The world is your oyster!

Clive! Speaking of oysters...

One more word. I dare you.

I won't say a single... Okay.

Sorry.

What I'm trying to say, Claudine, is:

Imagine a world where you could express yourself completely freely.

Where? The question is...

When!

(Isaac sighs)

Well, obviously, no one got a part in the company production.

If you don't raise your game immediately,

you can kiss your chance of auditioning for company goodbye.

(Armando) Get it together.

You can start by cleaning up this pigsty.

(slamming door)

Well, you heard the man.

(imitating Armando) This "pigsty" isn't gonna clean itself.

(all laugh)

Pigsty... The dude is so old. (Isaac) Jeff...

Yo, Isaac, record this for the vlog.

Good idea.

And play some music.

(dance music plays) Hm, oh, oh.

(cheering) (Isaac) Yeah, yeah.

Eh, eh, eh. (cheering)

(Isaac) Okay, this is good, this is good. Keep going, uh, uh.

Uh, uh, uh. (Lena) Woow. Hey, Kennedy.

(Isaac) Come on. Get involved. (Lena laughs)

Woow.

Woow. (Lena) Woow.

(Isaac laughs)

(Isaac) Aah... Did I do it? Yes, I did.

(all giggle)

(Isaac clears his throat)

(Kennedy) Yeah. Hey! (Isaac laughs)

Come on, Lena.

(groans)

(Jeff) Coming down. Woo‐ooh.

(Jeff) Oh. (Kennedy) Woow.

Ah. (giggles)

Jeff.

(cheering and laughing)

(Isaac) Woow.

(Jeff) Alright. Yep.

(all laugh)

(Jeff) Hm, hm, hey. (all cheer)

(all sigh)

Woow. And...

for the finale.

Uh, uh, uh. (all laugh)

(Lena) Yeah, Jeff. (all cheer and laugh)

(electronic beep, whooshing)

(camera clicks)

This is Agent Michaels with my daily report.

No news on Suspect Grisky, or her clueless friends. (chuckles)

(Nico) Cover remains intact.

(beep) (all laugh)

(Jeff) Ha, ha, ha. Oh, oh. (all laugh)