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[Sighs] I'm ready.

All: Surprise!

[Applause]

What are y'all doing here? I thought we were supposed

to have brunch back at the loft.

Girl, try again. This is a major moment

for you, Simone. Keisha: Yeah, we all had

to be here for your final day of radiation.

And by all, we mean all.

I got Dr. P. and Nathaniel on the phone.

Thea: Aw. Lando: You stayed strong,

you made it through. For that, we celebrate.

Y'all have really been there for me every step of the way,

and I feel like the luckiest person in the world

because I have the best family--blood and chosen--

so period. Actually, scratch that.

I'm gonna say exclamation point!

Keisha: Oh, that's right. Thea: Boop!

Tina: It's time.

"An ended fight,

"a lifted weight.

"I ring this bell to celebrate.

"It's time for treatment to conclude.

"I ring this bell in gratitude.

"There's life to live

"out there for me.

"I ring this bell with hope.

I'm free!"

Thea: Yay!

Simone: Oh.

Cam: Bring it in, bring it in. [Thea chuckles]

Simone: Oh, my God. [Chuckles]

[Chuckles]

I'm so proud of you.

I'm so proud of me, too.

I cannot believe I don't have to wake up

for radiation tomorrow.

Hmm, well, sleep late. In fact,

I'll make you breakfast in bed.

-Oh, thanks, Mom. -[Chuckles]

I'm ready to put all this treatment

in my rearview, but...

I am gonna miss you taking care of everything when you're gone.

Well, I am so glad you feel that way

because I am thinkin' of stickin' around.

Oh, OK. For how long?

Well, I'm lookin' at condos. Heh heh!

Mom... that sounds permanent.

Honey, you have been through a lot,

and treatment may be over, but

I can still support you. Simone: OK,

but what about Dad? Tina: Oh, it was his idea.

He wants me to keep an eye on you,

so it's settled. Heh!

Great! Oh, wait until you see

the condo that I have had my eye on.

Ooh, it has a pool.

Simone: I can't wait. [Tina giggles]

It's gonna be so good!

Baby, you have rewritten these lyrics at least

a hundred times at this point.

Cam: Yeah, I know.

Look, I'm just trying to make sure I'm giving

the label the best I got. [Sighs]

You can pump out a chorus in your sleep.

That's the thing. It's not just the chorus.

Wait, is--is Basswood letting you write

a whole song? Cam: Mm-hmm.

The label signed this new artist,

so this is my chance to prove myself.

I know how much you've been wanting

more responsibility at work, and they'll

finally get to see how talented you are.

-Damn straight. -I'm so proud of you.

Thank you. What about you?

You ready to take it to the streets

in tonight's battle? Keisha: Yeah.

I haven't been this excited about dance in a while,

and this could be really big for my crew.

And the streets are saying Luam's in town

and might come in as a guest judge.

Hold up. Luam, like, Kelly Rowland

and Alicia Keys' choreographer Luam?

-Yeah. -Babe, what if

your dance idol gets to see you do your thing?

I would literally die. [Snickers, laughs]

Well, you better show up and show out tonight.

That's all I know how to do. Ooh, oh, I gotta go to class.

Cam: Y'all looking casket sharp. [JR and Lando chuckle]

We got our meeting with the Board of Trustees.

Wait. Your pitch is today?

Yeah. We been up all night working

on this presentation with Coach Marcus.

Yeah, we bringing baseball back to Bringston.

Well, I'm loving the confidence.

OK, you all got this.

Finish what you started.

-Sorry. -It's OK.

Lando: OK, that was awkward.

This can't be residual Friendsgiving drama?

What? That was 100%

residual Friendsgiving drama.

And Keisha and I both promised to keep our distance

and we have, but I still think Cam don't trust me.

-Should he? -Yeah.

Keisha and I are just friends, bro.

Always have been, always will be.

Man, I do not envy you.

[Folder slaps shoulder]

Keisha: Oh, hey. Simone: Hey.

Guess who I saw earlier.

Lando, and he was looking fine.

Jacket, tie,

broad shoulders.

-Keisha? -Hmm?

you know you don't have to tell me every time

you see Lando, right? Keisha: But after

the epic day you two had before Christmas,

doesn't that warrant a mention?

No, 'cause he's focused on his girlfriend,

I'm focused on tennis.

Mm, but his girlfriend doesn't have

anything on you, Mrs. Photo Shoot.

But, you know, I'll mind my business.

Are you training tonight with Thea?

Yeah, tonight and tomorrow morning.

I want to get in as many sessions as I can before

practices start next week, so I'm sorry I can't make it

to your competition. Keisha: No, it's OK. I get it.

We're both fighting for our dreams.

[Knock on door]

Oh. Tina: Hi.

-Hi. Let me help you. -Heh heh! Oh.

Uh...Mom?

I wasn't expecting you today.

Ah, well, thought you could use a restock.

Oh, my God. [Sets down bag]

[Gasps] My favorite granola bars.

Thank you, Mrs. Hicks. Tina: I got you, Keisha.

Heh! I will put these in the closet.

OK. Thanks, Mommy.

Tina: You're welcome, honey. Keisha: Oh.

[Footsteps retreat]

Don't encourage her.

What is wrong with you?

How can we possibly eat all this food,

especially with Nate away with Ryan?

Damn. OK, your mom is doing the most.

I just want to be a normal college student,

but normal college students don't have their moms

hanging around, and...

this sounds so horrible,

but it's like she's a constant reminder that I was sick.

How do I tell her it's time to go?

You need to be easy on her.

She loves you. She just wants to help.

What, is she buying you off with granola bars?

Keisha: And if she was? Tina: I was thinking I

should have a copy of the housekey. Heh!

This way, I can come and go without bothering you.

I'll get a copy made today.

[Sighs]

I'm gonna miss you.

[Hip-hop music playing]

[Male singer beatboxing]

♪ Got the heart of a lion lying next to his kill... ♪

Emcee: Give it up for our next crew!

[Crowd cheering]

[Indistinct chanting]

[Whistling]

[Different music begins]

[Indistinct singing]

[Distant siren whooping]

-5-0, 5-0! -Go, go, go...

-What the hell is going on? -Somebody called the cops.

-Y'all don't have permits? -Cam, be serious.

Hey, we got to boogie.

JVDE: ♪ I've been on my grind as of lately ♪

♪ They wanna copy, but they know they can't trace me ♪

♪ No, I don't fold, you can't break me ♪

♪ My vision too clear, it's like HD, can't make sense ♪

♪ Out of nonsense, why they worry 'bout me... ♪

Thea: I don't know why I do that every time.

Good job. [Simone chuckles]

Simone: Thanks. Thea: Well, you're ready.

You'll be back on the court next week,

and Coach Loni will never know you were sick.

Well, I couldn't have done it without you,

but I need one more favor.

-What? -I was hoping I could train

with Coach Bartlett. Thea: Simone, training with

my coach was just a cover story to buy you time for treatment.

It was never part of the plan. Simone: No, I know,

but Coach Loni already thinks I'm training

with him, so it could make a difference. Please.

I mean, you don't need it. I just told you you're ready.

Besides, Coach Bartlett is, like, really busy right now.

Coach Loni: Well, this is a sight for sore eyes.

Nice to see you back on these courts.

I'm glad to be back.

Can't wait to see the skills you've gained

over these last few months.

Thea, you ready for the Atlanta

Tennis Championships this weekend?

Bonus that you don't have to travel, huh?

Yeah, I'm always ready, but I got to go rest

and hydrate before my afternoon session,

so I'll see you guys later. Coach Loni: Have a good session.

I am proud of you.

Makes me happy seeing you encouraging each other,

making each other better. Simone: Yeah, she's been

very supportive, not just of me

but the whole squad, so what if we go

to her tournament, like, as a team?

I love that idea.

I'll call Coach Bartlett to ask about tickets.

No.

Well, the season's about to start, and I'm sure

you have so many things to do. I can ask.

Simone, I can handle a phone call.

I'll arrange the tickets.

You focus on training.

Singer: ♪ Yeah... ♪

[Music continuing through headphones]

-Yo, Big Hank. -Cam, what up?

All is good. Aye, I got some heat for you

if you're ready to hear it. Big Hank: Bruh,

can I take a sip of my coffee before

we start talking business?

-My bad. -[Chuckles]

I just want to get a jumpstart on these songs for Kyro.

Thanks, by the way,

for giving me a chance with this artist.

I won't let you down.

I'm taking you off the Kyro project.

Oh.

The label wants to sign J-Marx.

J-Marx?

He's straight selling out stadiums on his current tour.

His latest single, "Blood on My Heart,"

stays on repeat. I mean, he's dope as hell.

Aye, man, look,

the label agrees with you,

so much so that they want all hands

on deck to create a demo that proves

Basswood is the right home for him.

I get to write a song for J-Marx?

Yo! [Chuckles]

Let's go, boy!

Actually, we need you

to do what we know you do best.

You just need me on the chorus?

Bruh, it's a big deal you even get

to write the chorus. Cam: But you said

my break was coming. Big Hank: And it is.

But right now, this takes priority,

you feel me?

[Line rings] Thea: You've reached Thea Mays.

Leave a message if you must. Simone: Thea?

Hey, it's me, again.

Look, Loni's gonna call Coach Bartlett, so,

if, in the off chance she asks,

he's gonna say that he's been training me, right?

Call me back.

[Knock on door]

Simone: Hey.

Uh, I was wondering if you wanted to celebrate.

Uh, well, pre-celebrate.

I take it that the pitch with the Board of Trustees went well?

Oh, we knocked it out the park.

You should have heard my closing lines.

I did hear your closing lines.

You rehearsed it here, like, 9 times.

[Both chuckle]

But, to be honest,

I'm a little stressed.

I suggested the whole team go and see Thea's tournament,

so now Coach Loni is calling Coach Bartlett for tickets.

Oh, damn.

Well, Coach Bartlett would lie for you, right?

I don't know. Why did I even

open my mouth in the first place?

I was this close to making it back

to the team without anyone knowing I was sick.

Tina: Excuse me. What?

Mom...how did you get in here?

We agreed yesterday that I should have

a copy of the key, remember?

I took Keisha's and got mine made.

No, I don't remember it like that.

Coach Loni doesn't know about your diagnosis?

Coach Loni doesn't have to know.

I'm finished with treatment. Tina: Oh,

so this is why you opted for 3 weeks

of radiation instead of 5?

And...you knew?

Simone: Mom, do not bring him in the middle

of this, please.

Lando: Yeah, I'm just gonna...

I'll text you later.

When did this family get so good at keeping secrets?

And, yes, I am referring to you and your aunt.

[Text notification chime]

Coach Loni wants to see me.

-We're not done here. -Mom,

can we please talk about this later?

I have to figure out how to save my tennis career,

and since you have a key, please lock up

on your way out.

I don't know. It's just like...

I feel like I'm finally getting traction with dance,

and then the battle was canceled, and now I

don't know when we're gonna dance again.

Hello?

Hello? Earth to Cam.

-What's up? -I've been talking for, like,

5 minutes. Have you not been listening?

My bad, babe. I'm just trying to do

some research on J-Marx so I can come

to Big Hank prepared with ideas.

I got to show him I'm more than just

the chorus guy. Did you know that J-Marx

only likes to work with real instruments

in the studio? Like, no plug-ins.

It's just raw sound. It's crazy.

Cam.

Cam.

We implemented these weekly dates

to make sure we're connecting.

I know, and they're very important

to me, for real, but this is just such

a career-defining moment, bae. It's taking up

most of my mental space right now.

Why don't I let you get back to work, then?

I promise to make it up to you.

How 'bout tomorrow, I'll take you

to L'Cherie, hmm?

You'll have my undivided attention.

I owe you that.

OK.

Tomorrow.

All right, bet.

JR: Thank you.

Heard your dance battle got shut down.

I heard your presentation to the Board went really well.

Congratulations.

You know you can tell me how you really feel, right?

I'm not trying to rain on your parade.

You can call me New Edition 'cause...

[Stomps in rhythm] I can stand the rain.

Ha ha ha ha!

You know it's part of the territory.

There'll be other dance competitions.

It's not just about the dance competition.

It's... [Sighs]

This could have been my chance to really make

a name for myself and potentially meet Luam.

All I've ever wanted to do is be an inspiration

to other Black dancers, like she was for me,

but if feels like every time I try,

I just end up taking an L.

Why don't you just try to find

a new location for the dance competition?

Like, Luam is in town for the next couple days,

so your dreams of meeting her ain't dead.

And how do you know how long Luam's in town for?

I mean, I maybe, uh, followed her on socials, so...

Keisha: Hmm. [Both laugh]

Like, don't judge me for having good taste.

There is no judgment here.

I mean, you got a good point.

I should just look for a new location.

Yeah, and maybe get a permit this time.

-Shut up. -No, seriously.

-Shut up. -Keisha, you can do this.

We promised Cam and Gabby that we wouldn't do this,

you know, be... overly supportive

to each other. JR: Yeah, I know, but

I miss my friend.

I miss you, too.

[Chuckles]

[Sighs]

Close the door.

[Door closes] Take a seat.

I had a very interesting conversation

with Coach Bartlett this morning.

Thea, you haven't been training with him.

You haven't been training with your professional coach?

Excuse me. No, you are not asking

the questions, especially when he said

you haven't been training with him, either.

Coach Loni, I can explain.

Good, 'cause I want answers.

What have you been doing for the last few months?

-Um-- -And you're not training?

Are you even competing? I know you left this team,

but you still represent me and this school.

Well, Simone has cancer.

Is that true?

Breast cancer.

Stage 1.

Are you OK?

Do you need anything? Simone: I'm doing really well.

I had a lumpectomy and radiation,

and I finished treatment about a month ago.

A month ago?

Right.

So...

you concocted a story about training

with Coach Bartlett so you could hide

your cancer diagnosis from me? Thea: I know

it sounds bad, but-- Coach Loni: I can't believe you

would lie about something so serious.

Both of you are dismissed.

I need to think. Simone: Well...

Coach, what does that mean?

It means I need to think, Simone.

Actions have consequences.

How could you do that? You betrayed my trust!

Friends don't do that to friends, Thea!

Simone: Oh, so you don't have anything to say?

Thea, I am talking to you!

Simone, it was that or admit

that I'm a failure. I don't know

if you didn't notice, but I haven't played

a professional match since Homecoming.

Why do you think I've been around so much?

I don't know. I thought you were helping me.

I was, Simone. I promise you

I was, but I've...

I have also been taking this time

to reconsider my future.

I'm thinking of leaving the pro-circuit.

And if you're leaving,

then that means there's no need for a coach

or...training.

-Yeah. -Why, though?

Why do you want to quit? Thea: It's just not everything

I thought it'd be... but you're right.

I should have never told anyone your secret.

It wasn't my place, and I'm really sorry.

[Hip-hop music playing]

[Switches tracks, different music playing]

All these beats is wack as hell.

Hmm. It just keeps cycling through.

There's got to be at least one solid beat in there.

[Switches tracks, different music playing]

That's hot. Big Hank: Mm...

[Switches tracks, faster music playing]

All right, yeah, that's it right there.

Dope.

Finally, this is the one for J-Marx.

You sure? I mean, I was doing some recon on J-Marx,

and he likes a more modern synth sound.

I'm not so sure he'll rock with this.

[Stops music] Cam...

your job was to come up with a chorus

for the demo. That's it. Cam: I know, but--

Ain't no buts. I been in this game

and at this label way longer than you.

This project is a very big deal.

If we don't land J-Marx, the label's

gonna start making cuts.

Just focus on writing the best chorus of your life.

Do that, you won't have to worry about your job.

[Music resumes]

Ah.

Dinner's almost ready. Is Keisha joining us?

I don't know, Mom.

I take it things didn't go well

with Coach Loni?

[Sets down keys]

I think I might lose my spot on the team.

Oh.

What should I do?

Accept it.

Lying was a poor choice.

OK, Mom, I was looking for a little sympathy.

Simone.

Honey, I love you. I do,

but...I...

sympathize with Coach Loni on this.

I know what it's like to be left in the dark.

You told me you understood why I kept my diagnosis a secret.

I was protecting you. Tina: It's not your job

to protect me. I am the parent.

And I am an adult, which means

I don't need you to cook and to clean

and to do my laundry. It's too much!

Mom, you're literally here all the time!

[Scoffs] Wow. Well,

forgive me for wanting to help

my daughter who's recovering from cancer.

Not a cold, Simone,

cancer. And don't get me

started on your poor decision-making,

adult or not.

You just finished treatment.

You shouldn't be rushing back to tennis.

Says the woman who made me pick up a racket at 4

and then pushed me to my first tournament at 7.

I think I need space.

Tsk. Clearly.

I will book a flight back to L.A.,

because you don't need anyone, right?

[Footsteps retreat]

I was, um...I was hoping nobody was here.

Well, it is my thinking spot.

Really? Mine, too.

Well, after you showed me

during midterms--heh!-- it just stuck with me.

Cam is working, and Simone

had drama of her own, so I decided that solitude

was the best answer.

Oh, heh! OK, I, um, I'll leave you

to your solitude. Keisha: Mm-mm, JR.

Stay.

Oh.

It's like that? Keisha: Mm-hmm.

Mm.

[Gulps, sighs]

I tried...bringing the battle to Bringston.

Fail.

Ooh, and...

I got a rejection letter from the final grad school

that I applied to, so double fail.

-I'm sorry, Keisha. -I've already lost my dream

of going to grad school for dance, and...

street dance was all I had left,

and I don't really know when I'm gonna get that back,

so-- [scoffs]

life sucks.

-Well-- -Your turn.

[Chuckles]

Why not?

Mm.

We heard back from the Board,

and they loved our presentation,

but...can't bring back baseball.

They said all the funds have been reallocated

for the next few years, and there's nothing

they can do. Keisha: Wait.

So does that mean that-- JR: Yep.

Bringston baseball is over for good.

JR,

I know how much that meant to you. I'm...

I'm really sorry. JR: Don't be.

I gave it everything I had. I left nothing on the table.

Well, I'm glad you feel that way.

I don't know if I can say the same for me.

Hmm?

I feel like nothing I did even mattered.

Keisha, you literally saved my life.

You are the reason I was able to fight for baseball.

And your dance career isn't over.

Well, not unless you quit,

and come on. Heh!

That's not you.

JR-- [Phone ringing]

Oh.

I, uh--heh!

I got to get this. Um, it's Gabby.

Yeah.

[Ringing stops]

I've been waiting for your explanation.

No offense, but I don't owe you an explanation.

You're not my coach. Coach Loni: Lil' girl,

understand this.

Once you play for me, you're family.

I may not be your coach anymore, but that

doesn't mean that I am not rooting for you.

That doesn't mean that I don't want the best for you.

That doesn't mean that I don't love you, so you can

keep running your mouth and being disrespectful,

or you can start being honest and tell me

what the hell is really going on.

[Sighs]

I'm getting my ass kicked on the pro-circuit.

You said I was representing Bringston.

I'm not doing it well...

and it's embarrassing.

I left the team, where I was a star,

to struggling playing against 15-year-olds.

I think I just... started too late.

Thea, you are not the first player to have

a difficult time on the circuit.

Your problems are not special.

Is that supposed to make me feel better?

[Chuckles] Yes, because

this is a part of the process.

There is always pain on this journey

to the seemingly impossible dream.

You just get better at handling it, and when you

find someone else traveling along that same road,

you reach out and you help them if you can.

Well, does that mean you'll give Simone a second chance?

What? I'm a tennis player. I'm great at a return.

Yeah, well, I am focused on you right now.

Compete this weekend. See what happens.

I am here to support you.

I'll think about it.

[Turns on music]

Uh, I thought you were staying at Keisha's tonight.

[Sighs]

All right. Ahem.

Remember when we first moved in together,

and I gave you that one

"vent to your roommate" session?

[Sighs, turns off music] All right,

but this stays between us.

We're trying to sign J-Marx to the label.

J-Marx?

Bro, that's major. Cam: Yeah, I know.

And my boss wants me to do the hook for

this demo, and this is the beat that he gave me.

[Music resumes]

-That's not bad. -Mm.

now, this beat, on the other hand...

[Different music playing]

-OK. Heh! Yeah. -Yeah.

-Yeah, this is straight fire. -Yeah.

See, my boss thinks the first beat is what's

gonna land J-Marx. He said I need to just

trust him, and usually I do. I just--

Basically, you think that if you write the song

your boss wants, J-Marx won't sign

and you'll lose everything. Cam: But if I write the song

I know he'll love, then I burn a bridge

with Big Hank, and I'm fired anyway.

[Sighs] All right, look,

from one artist to another,

you got to trust your creative instincts,

especially when you got nothing to lose.

[Big Hank's preferred track playing]

Cam: ♪ I can't explain it ♪

♪ My mind is racing... ♪

Cam, my man, this might be

the best thing you've ever done.

Proud of you, lil' bruh. Cam: Thanks, Big Hank.

[Turns off music] Big Hank: You know what?

I want you to introduce the song in the meeting.

No, it's all good. This is your thing.

Nah, there's no greater feeling

than having an artist like J-Marx

hear a song you're proud of.

[Line rings on speaker] Woman: Hello.

You're on with J-Marx. Big Hank: Mr. Marx,

Big Hank here.

I got our songwriter Cam Watkins

on the phone as well. Cam: It's nice to meet you.

I'm a real big fan. Woman: Mr. Marx is ready

to hear the song. Big Hank: Cam, take it away.

Um, so we created a demo here for you

to show you what we're all about here at Basswood.

A fire beat with a punchy chorus

that'll be stuck in all the audience's head.

Here we go.

[Cam's preferred track playing] Cam: ♪ Come on, let's go ♪

♪ We can take it slow ♪

♪ Girl, we can get lost ♪

♪ In the fog ♪

♪ Girl, let's go ♪ Background singers: ♪ Let's go ♪

♪ We can't take-- ♪ [Turns off music]

So, uh, what you think of the demo, J.?

Woman on phone: Mr. Marx will get back to you.

[Phone beeps]

[Door opens]

Big Hank, wait.

[Door closes]

[Sighs]

[Knock knock]

Coach, do you have a minute?

-Are you ready to be honest? -Yes.

[Sighs]

When I was first diagnosed with cancer...

I just felt like everything was spinning out of control.

And honestly, I thought you'd redshirt me,

and I just wanted one part of my life to just stay normal,

so I kept it from you and others.

I made a decision that I felt was right

for my health journey, and I realize now that the impact

of that was me hurting you

and my mom and everyone else who cares about me that

I left in the dark, and for that, I am really sorry.

This isn't just about my personal feelings, Simone.

I'm responsible for the health and well-being

of this team. I need to know

what's going on with my players.

What if you'd been drug-tested? Simone: I did research.

There are medical exemptions for medication.

The NCAA wouldn't punish me for having cancer.

Yet you thought I would.

Thought we had a better relationship than that.

That aside...

I don't know if you're physically able to play.

I am.

I haven't been training with Thea's coach,

but I have been training. Coach Loni: You see,

that's the problem with keeping secrets, Simone.

I can't take your word for it.

OK, well, then I'll show you.

I'll play anybody-- Molly, Tootie, or Thea.

Who do you want me to go up against?

Me.

[New text message alert]

[Sighs]

Man, Keisha's gonna kill me if I'm distracted

tonight, but I can't stop thinking about why

Big Hank hasn't fired me yet. Lando: Bro,

I don't know what you want me to say.

I'm not necessarily Team Cam on this one.

Why not? You're the one who told me

to follow my creative instincts.

I didn't tell you to pull a fast one on your boss.

What you did was insane. Cam: So I am getting fired.

Great. [Knock on door]

So this is where you live, huh?

So, what time should I clean out my workstation tomorrow?

[Scoffs] Don't be so dramatic.

What you did today was stupid and immature,

but it took a lot of guts and passion...

and you're gonna need that to make it in this industry.

J-Marx wants to sign to the label.

Please don't be playing with me right now, man.

You serious?

I knew he'd like that demo!

But I didn't go about it the right way.

You bet your ass you didn't. J-Marx was happy, but

the label heads were not. They expected to pay

one producer, but because somebody decided

to use another beat, they had to pay two.

-I--I didn't know. -Cam, my man, there's still

a lot you got to learn about how this industry works...

and your training begins on this next project.

I'm putting you on J-Marx.

You wanted more responsibility.

Now you got it. Cam: I won't let you down.

You better not.

[Chuckles]

Now, come on. Let's go. Cam: Go where?

It's a Big Hank tradition.

Anytime we land a new artist, we gotta take 'em to dinner.

J-Marx is meeting us in an hour.

Bruh, what's the problem?

You got somewhere more important to be?

No. Not at all.

Just let me go get my jacket.

[New text message alert]

"Hey, babe, I hate to do this, but I have a...

"meeting with a client.

Raincheck? I love you."

[Knock on door]

Keisha, right?

Luam?

[Chuckles] Yeah. Can I come in?

Yes. Sorry. Yes.

Please.

Luam: Oh, I love the art in here.

-Thank you. -Heh!

Um...

so I--I know who you are.

How--how do you know me?

Well, I saw your reel, and I had to find you.

I mean, I know it sounds like a dance movie

or whatever, but you are one hell of a dancer.

I'm so sorry. I'm still tripping over the fact

that you are in my loft right now. Ha ha ha!

Thank you. That--

that means a lot, coming from you.

You are literally the reason why I dance.

Keisha, girl, women like you

are the reason that I dance.

I mean, the fact that there are more Black dancers

getting their shine, it's-- it's all I've ever wanted.

I literally can't right now.

This is unbelievable. [Both laugh]

Well, it gets better. So, I used to train with

the program director here at Fulton Dance Institute

in Atlanta. I'd love to put in a word for you.

That's wonderful, um...but I

already applied there, and...

they rejected me. Luam: But you're incredible.

I mean, your street-dancing reel is

one of the strongest I've seen.

I don't have a street-dancing reel.

[Crowd cheering and whistling on video]

Where'd you get this?

Your agent, JR. He's really persistent.

My agent.

[Chuckling] JR, yeah.

Yeah, yeah,

he's wonderful. [Chuckles]

Listen, Keisha, take it from me.

You're gonna have a big career,

and I'm putting in that call to Fulton.

Ha ha! Thank you.

[Sighs]

How good of a player is Coach Loni?

[Chuckles]

Elaine Loni.

Played 7 years on the pro-tour,

All-American at BU with a career-high

of 47 in the world. Plus, she's been

coaching for the last 10 years.

[Grunts]

-♪ Put it up ♪ -Damn.

Male singer: ♪ Look how I'm comin' up ♪

♪ They celebrating like they good at something ♪

♪ In my opinion ♪

♪ I ain't done enough, so I ♪

♪ Yeah, many lessons ♪

♪ And I still haven't let up ♪

♪ Like the old me, I still haven't sped up... ♪

[Spectators murmuring]

Singer: ♪ Run it up ♪

♪ Run it up ♪

♪ Hey ♪

♪ Look how I'm coming up ♪

Lando: Simone is down.

Thea: Yes, but if she wins this point,

she's still in it. Come on!

Singer: ♪ Marathon ♪

♪ Said I'm mastered the long or a minute ♪

♪ Odds are this and that ♪

♪ Yeah, I get it, many said you would... ♪

♪ Run it up ♪ [Echoes]

[Applause]

♪ In the mirror and I'm seeing it... ♪

Thea: Good job, Simone! Tina: Oh, she's still in it.

All right, Simone!

Singer: ♪ In the mirror, and I'm seeing it go ♪

♪ Run it up ♪ [Echoes]

Thea: It's match point for Coach Loni again.

Simone can't lose this point.

Singer: ♪ Run it up ♪

[Coach Loni and Simone grunting]

Tina and Lando: Ooh!

Spectator: Oh! Ha ha!

Spectators: Aw.

[Indistinct chatter]

[Sighs]

That was a good game, Simone...

even though you lost. [Simone breathing heavily]

Are you kicking me off the team?

I've seen what I needed to see.

You're ready.

Did you ever expect me to win?

You can keep your place on the team, Simone,

but there are consequences for keeping secrets.

I'm removing you as captain.

I understand.

I'll earn back your trust

and the position that comes with it.

I promise you that. Coach Loni: We'll see.

Thea: See ya. Lando: Yeah.

Congratulations.

-Thea, I lost. -I know, but,

I mean, you didn't give up, and even though

you were outmatched and your chances

of winning were extremely low-- Simone: OK, OK, I get it.

Thanks. Um, I had to fight,

but I didn't beat cancer just to give up.

Well, you inspired me.

I set up a training session

with Coach Bartlett tomorrow.

10:00 if you want to join.

So you going back to the pro-circuit, huh?

I have to fight, too.

I'll be there.

Uh, where's Lando?

Um, he had to go meet up with Eva,

but he said to tell you that you were amazing.

Tina, chuckling: Bye. Oh!

Ha ha ha!

Oh!

You were remarkable.

[Chuckles] Simone: Thanks, Mom.

Look, about yesterday,

I was just-- Tina: You were right.

It's time that I left. Simone: What?

I just wanted to know if...you'll be OK,

and you proved that.

You proved that you're a fighter,

and if it'd been up to me,

I'd have stopped you from playing

and you never would have known what you're capable of.

And I'm sorry,

'cause you were right, too, and I shouldn't

have lied to you about being sick.

And I need to let you parent,

so I promise... Tina: Hmm.

Simone: I will keep you involved. I'll update you on all

my follow-up appointments, and I'll forward you

all these bills. Tina: Ha ha ha!

Well, that works for me,

along with weekly calls?

Mom, I will call you every Sunday.

I said "calls," plural.

OK, Tuesday and Sunday.

-OK. Heh heh! -Love you.

Oh, I love you more, sweetheart.

Male singer: ♪ I try, I try ♪

[Knock on door] ♪ Always feeling like ♪

♪ There's more required ♪

Background singer: ♪ More required ♪

JR: Hey. Keisha: Did you make a reel

of my street dancing and send it to Luam?

Yeah, but not just Luam. Sent it to a dozen

different choreographers, but, after seeing

how distraught you were, I just pulled up on Luam's

dance intensive and talked to her in person.

Well, she came to see me.

[Chuckling] Wait, really?

She loved it. [Giggles]

She's gonna help me get into grad school.

[Both laugh] JR: Oh, I'm so proud of you.

I can't believe you did that for me.

Of course. I mean, you helped me

fight for my dreams; it only makes sense for me

to help you fight for yours.

Singer: ♪ Hoping to rest ♪

♪ In your warm embrace ♪

♪ You say, you say ♪

♪ It's never enough ♪

♪ Never enough ♪

♪ Never too much ♪

♪ Never enough ♪

♪ Never enough ♪

Greg, move your head!

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