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This is it, we're doing it.

We totally are.

Doing what?

Starting the rest of our lives.

We skipped school.

I know breaking rules goes against every fibre of your being,

but this is too big of an opportunity to miss.

Tell me about the Thames.

Well, there are over 200 bridges that go over it.

And it used to freeze over and people could skate on it.

Wow. Anything else?

There are actually 125 species of fish that live in the Thames.

Interesting.

Thanks for the help for distraction.

Are you not nervous?

No. I was born for this.

Trust me, we'll be great.

I bow down to your mighty modelly wisdom.

Of which I have none.

Breathe, okay? In, out, in, out.

You're not in labour, Nat.

So glad you're here, honestly.

Exquisite mentees and manatees,

playtime is officially over.

Now, not all of you will make it through the next stage

of our extremely top secret high-profile casting.

Some of you lucky primroses will experience something most models

wait a lifetime to experience.

Now, without further ado,

allow me to introduce your sister, your mother,

your priestess, your new god!

It's Drew Payton.

And starting another list of things I know nothing about...

Who?

She's like a major deal, trust me.

Hello.

As Wilbur has just said in his usual understated manner,

our client is seeking a raw talent.

Mmm...

But Nobi Sushi raw. Not, um...

Partially frozen that gives your family food poison raw?

That means this morning,

we shall watch and assess all of you new faces

with an open mind.

And at lunchtime,

those of you who show promise

will be retained to join the ranks

of our more professional models.

Believe me,

this job will be a huge learning curve

for any model. So...

today's tasks have been devised

to test whether you have what it takes

to grace one of the biggest runways in the world

for one of the biggest names in fashion.

And we will be ruthless in our assessment.

Mmm...

As the ravishing, yet terrifying lady has said,

today will be tough, the job even tougher.

Boot camp starts now.

What on planet Earth, population 8 billion,

have I got myself into?

♪ Everybody line up ♪

♪ The show is about to start ♪

♪ Places... ♪

Mind your manicure.

I can't believe Yuji's done this to us.

I mean, have you got any idea how much money we're gonna lose

if she goes with another agency's model?

We have to find a girl today.

Is that bootcamp punk song really necessary?

It's to make it fun for the girls.

You have to put these girls under pressure without giving them full Nervy B's...

Or ourselves.

Line up, line up.

Line up, line up...

Line up!

We need you to be whatever the client requires of you.

Now that may be...

a tiger.

An angel.

Mmm...

A demon.

Oh...

I'm scared of you.

Yeah, that's good.

L'Arc de triomphe.

Ah, oui, oui...

You okay?

Definitely not. Maybe? No. I have no idea.

Define "okay".

Yeah, I'm fine. I just haven't practiced this, so...

Ouais... Triomphe, ouais.

Yes... yes...

Yes...

Keep prancing, pretty ponies, keep prancing!

Darling...

Your strawberry frap and health snacks.

Ah!

So, Yuji's casting director is gonna be here at two,

and then, we're gonna present them with our edited highlight of all the girls.

What do you think of my picks so far?

Something funny?

No, no!

I thought it was all the same photo.

Fabulous!

Très structured, très classic, all of that. Yeah.

Classic is our brand, Wilbur!

Mmm... but is it Yuji's?

Yuji?

Well, Yuji's quite clearly lost her mind, hasn't she?

Recasting two days before her biggest collection.

We must never question the genius of Yuji.

Or yourself.

A fine moment.

I'm surrounded by two powerful visionary queens.

What a great time to be Wilbur!

I've asked Nick to come in.

If we can get some chemistry shots with our models

and Yuji's favourite nephew, well, that's gotta tip her towards

choosing another Infinity girl, don't you think?

Devilishly ingenius.

Ah, that's better!

- Now, get back down there. - Okay.

Oh, and get me some real snacks!

- Ones with carbs in. - Mmm.

And don't tell my nutritionist!

Okay, my little ponies!

I want to see some trotting.

Trot, trot, trot, trot, trot!

Now, our client may send you down the runway in...

in anything.

A great model can make even a bin bag look fire.

Can you?

I feel like an idiot.

Did you know that 14 plastic bin bags

contain enough fossil fuel to drive a car for a mile?

Mmm...

Well, then, I have an idea.

Ooh...

Now, my little human mannequins,

I know you are simply bursting with anticipation,

so take a breath and open your eyes.

Congrats on making it through to this stage.

Six of my personally selected new faces left.

Yeah, alright, moving on.

Well done. Very proud of you.

I cannot believe we're still here!

I know! I know, it's crazy, isn't it?

♪ I've been given ♪

♪ A mighty hard road to row ♪

♪ And this life I'm a fan ♪

♪ Of dead ends... ♪

Where did they come from?

Another planet...

♪ One last drink ♪

♪ And lit me one last smoke ♪

♪ And keep the jukebox paid... ♪

...to destroy the humans

- just as aliens almost always do. - Yup.

Thank you for coming, thank you for coming, guys.

Thank you, thank you, thank you. Okay.

Let's see you walk.

Okay, girls. The heels are at the back. Please try them on.

♪ It ain't killed me yet ♪

♪ Mmm it ain't killed me yet ♪

♪ Mmm it ain't killed me yet... ♪

Oh, heels... Yay!

♪ Ain't killed me yet ♪♪

And one more time.

Okay, ladies, let's see those walks.

Five, six, seven, eight.

Okay.

Very nice.

Looser hips. Yes!

Looser hips.

Nice.

Okay, girls, heads up. Break time.

Strutus thou to the kitchen, take a bathroom break.

A bide in London air for five.

Keep going.

Sorry.

Just keep going.

Sorry.

Betty? Betty? Betty! Betty!

Sorry. I just forgot, uh...

Sorry.

Sorry, um...

Okay, uh... Do you know what?

Honestly, you don't need to say anything. I reject myself.

- Darling... - No, it's fine.

Honestly, I'm okay.

There's plenty of other things that I'm good at.

I'm good at maths and... and grammar,

and I'm pretty good at making lists

- like I'm doing right now. - Girl, stop babbling.

I started out as a timid little thing on the runway.

- You were a model? - Rude!

Um, sorry. I just...

Focus, focus.

I bet when you concentrate, you're all in, am I right?

Like it's the only thing in the world.

- Yeah, but... - So learn to harness that power,

my little bunny button.

Embrace that special laser focus.

Stand up.

Oh, leave those.

Chop, chop, before the dragon comes back.

Okay.

Pick a spot on the wall back there.

Focus.

The spot is calling you, Harriet.

Wait for the click,

and just walk towards it.

And...

Walk. Just walk.

That was amazing. It...

Um, it felt like everything just...

clicked.

Don't be so surprised. Wilbur said it, so it must be true.

Now get these on. Come on!

Come on!

Chop, chop!

- Time? - 1300 hours, sir!

1 p.m., an hour before Yuji's team arrives.

Great. Nick's gonna be here any minute.

Time for another quick call.

Break it to them gently.

Oh! We should reconsider this one!

Her? She can't even walk in heels!

Neither could you at first!

I've seen black and white footage of your first ever runway.

Moving like a praying mantis on rollerblades.

Thinnest of ice.

You can teach walking. Come, I'll show you.

She's gotten much better.

Oh, she's got something.

Uh... what?

I don't know, but isn't that what Yuji wants?

Something indefinable?

I don't know. If we give Yuji's casting director

something this raw, they're just gonna blow their top.

Aren't they?

I'll take the blame.

I've used too much Jamaican castor oil,

or something, I've lost my mind, and...

I have a really good feeling about her.

Mmm...

Prance, my little bush babies, prance...

Mmm... Do not be distracted by anything.

The lights, the noise...

seeing the ugly man who just walked in.

Uh, no!

- Do not look at him! He's hideous! - Hi, Nick!

You'll turn to stone.

Welcome to the bunker, child.

Thanks for coming in.

It's really important to get an idea

of what this new girl will look like with Yuji's male lead.

Not like Auntie Yuji will be firing you last minute.

Mmm...

Oh, you remember her, then!

Yeah, she's got something.

Something, right?

I like her.

For Yuji, I mean! I...

Shh, shh! Indoor voices.

These girls don't know what job they're trying out for.

Mmm, come on!

Tag, you're in.

- Hey. - Hi!

Um, your lesson was completely useless, by the way.

Not once have I been asked to perform the pterodactyl.

Yeah, it's a bit outdated by about 65 million years.

Are you at least having fun?

Mmm, it's just a lot harder in front of all these people.

Well, just clear your head and stop smiling.

Let your face go blank. Just stand there.

It's what the client wants.

A blank canvas.

What do you think about when you're just standing there?

Mmm... what I'm gonna have for lunch.

Whether I remembered to put deodorant on.

- Sharks. - Wait. Sharks?

I like sharks. Sharks are cool.

Yes! Sharks are cool! Thank you!

Did you... Did you know that they have no bones?

So they just swim around, all made of cartilage

like deadly ears.

- Like ears? - Yeah! Ears.

I said no smiling.

Hmm.

Seriously, just be yourself.

I'm not sure I know how not to be.

Okay, try this.

Close your eyes, look down.

Blink once, and then blink again as you look up into the camera.

Like this.

I think my heart just hopped.

Nick, my pouting sunset.

Why are you distracting this little hatchling?

Oh, interesting!

- What is? - Mind your beeswax, girl. Scoot.

Scoot!

Uh, none of that waving.

You okay?

Yeah.

I'm really starting to enjoy it.

"It" or flirting with Nick Park?

No!

No, no, no! We were not flirting.

- He has a girlfriend. - Right.

No. I mean... I mean the modeling.

I like the...

the stillness.

It makes me feel calm, which is rare.

Don't get too excited, okay?

If they turn you down, you mustn't be too bummed out.

I won't be.

We don't even know what they're looking for.

You know, this client could be searching for a particular type, like a...

pale six-foot blonde, or something.

Whatever happens, it's me and you, right?

Right!

Wilbur.

Yuji...

Miss Yuji Lee. How are you?

We were expecting your casting director.

Yuji does not trust other people

to know what Yuji is looking for.

- Of course. - I want to see all your models,

not just your agency edit.

- And? - Well...

I'm still here, aren't I?

- Yeah, okay. - Continue.

Okay...

Alright...

Here you go.

Uh, I...

I'll give you a moment.

Hold that.

Good, good, good.

Chin down. Okay.

That's it. That's it, lovely, good.

Chin down a bit.

Brilliant.

Lovely, okay. Be like a dying swan.

Brilliant.

Just be like a twig in a river.

Good, good, good.

Yes, that!

Nick... you're perfect. Don't do a thing.

That's lovely, hold that, yeah.

Good, one more. Brilliant!

Great! Okay, eyes there.

Harness this stillness...

Good, hold that.

Straighter back. Lovely. Back to me.

Nick, you're done. Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Well done, Nicky! Good job!

He winked... at me!

Okay, don't read too much into it. It's probably just a fashion thing.

Should I do it back?

- Okay... - Nailed it!

Let's do closeups.

Give me your very best face.

One frame. You ready?

Three, two, one, go.

Let me do that one more time at this angle, just in case.

Okay, R-Ray. Just hold it there.

Just hold it there. You, have you ever worn glasses?

No, I don't... I don't need glasses. I have 20/20 vision.

It's fashion.

Ah, okay, yeah. Hold that.

Look at me. Chin down an inch.

Actually, get rid of the feathers. Get rid of the feathers.

Alright, just hold it there, Ray. Just hold it one minute.

I just wanna...

Uh, no, no.

Burn the frames!

Hold that. Three, two, one.

Back to me.

Thank you, miss. I've got it. Well done.

- Well done. - Okay, who's next?

Can't believe we skipped school to do this!

- This is way better than biology! - I know.

Ah, who am I kidding? I love biology.

At least, Dad and Annabelle haven't found out

about me skipping school.

I can't believe my plan is actually working.

Hey.

Say something cool, Harriet!

Say something hip.

'Sup?

I have never in my life said "'sup?" before!

This is definitely not the time to start!

I mean... hey!

I was just, uh, looking for a...

protein bar.

Score!

Um, I did your blinking up and down thing,

and I think it worked.

Told you. You're a natural.

A natural what, though? That's the big question.

So, I was thinking...

Do you have a phone number?

Yeah. Otherwise, this wouldn't really work, would it?

And... do you think I could have it?

What for?

So I could text you or whatever.

Whenever I need an extra fact about sharks.

Trying really hard not to scream "Yes!"

at the top of my lungs!

Okay, be cool, be cool, be...

Yeah, I suppose that would be acceptable.

Back to the main stage,

trocadilhos! Hot, hot!

Good luck.

Thanks!

Get in line. Thank you so much, girls.

In a... In a straight line, thank you.

Um, very, very straight.

I love your trousers. Are they vintage Miu Miu?

You've got an eye!

♪ Can you get closer ♪

♪ Can you get closer ♪

So...

it's been a long day, but...

The choice has been made.

The die is cast.

Mistress Fate has...

Mm-hmm.

♪ Would you be open to a change of mind ♪

It's Yuji Lee!

Indeed it is.

Cat's out of the bag. The job is for Miss Yuji Lee.

♪ Got a bullet with your name on it ♪

♪ Got a bullet with your name on it ♪♪

I will now move amongst you.

The chosen lady will receive paperwork from Betty.

Here we go, then.

No.

Nat...

You're a doll, but it's a no this time.

I'm sorry.

No.

It's a yes, baby!

Take a mental snapshot of this moment.

Your life has changed forever.

But... what about Nat?

Hey, Nat. It's okay.

It's not okay, though, is it?

I've been practicing for this since I can remember.

My mom used to make me do imaginary catwalks

in her heels in her kitchen.

I was so close.

And there are other agencies and plenty of other castings.

Not for me.

I don't have "it".

You know, the...

magical quality that everyone's searching for.

I don't have it.

And I obviously never did.

Nat...

Oh, God... It's okay, it's fine. I'm alright.

It sucks for the both of us. How are you doing?

You think I've been rejected too?

How do I tell you that I haven't just hitched a ride

on the back of your dream? I've actually stolen it.

Um...

Yeah, I'm... I'm okay.

Good.

The stupid fashion world and their stupid tall aliens.

We're better than that.

Yeah, right!

And you know, there are plenty of other more recognized routes

into paleontology, so...

Agreed.

We skipped school for this.

How much trouble do you reckon we're gonna be in?

So much trouble.

I didn't lie to Nat, right?

I'm just waiting for the right time to break it to her gently.

Also starting to understand why Hamlet procrastinated so much.

There go the butterflies again!

Now I just have to tell my parents.

Good day at school, Harriet?

Oh, sugar cookies!

Uh...

Yeah. Yeah, it was... it was good.

- I think... - Mmm. Wilbur called.

No, no, no, no, no, no!

Darling, come on! You really don't need to lie to me.

I know! I know! I know I shouldn't have lied.

Because lying is bad, and I know that

because it makes me feel physically sick,

but sometimes, on a more practical level,

it... it is sometimes necessary, right?

- Mmm... - So yes, I skipped school,

and I lied to you and to Annabelle,

and I went to the casting anyway,

but I think it's important to acknowledge that I do

have 16 years of good behaviour under my belt,

and this is an amazing opportunity, Dad,

and apparently, I'm good at it,

a-and it's you that's always telling me to just go for it

and to grab life, and I've never really been

much of a life grabber, but maybe this is my moment

to, you know...

grab.

So...

I hear we're off to Canada.

Yes!