[tense instrumental music playing]
[Cassie] Muscle memory.
It's how you learn what you do.
Repeat a motor task long enough, the body will never forget it.
In time, you're able to do things with your mind
in a world far from the one you're performing in.
Muscle memory is how you can type an e-mail,
brush your teeth, land an airplane…
or dance a masterpiece.
Man, that Bette is looking good.
[Ramon] Oren, focus.
Bette, good timing.
[Delia] She's not pacing herself.
I saw the same fire in you when you were your sister's age.
And had it yourself once, I suppose.
Oh, I'm quite sure I still do.
[Ramon] That's good for now.
Finish your lines, everyone.
I don't always see full extension, and you're losing power in the lifts.
One more thing.
I'm to remind all the males here of their physicals today.
Perhaps this will be the kick in the ass some of you fatsos need to lose a few.
Mr. Costa, you can't say that.
I'll come by later for my spanking.
Dismissed.
[students chattering]
[Oren] Sorry about the screwups.
Yeah, it's just my timing kind of depends on yours.
I know, just got a lot on my mind right now.
Maybe we could go over steps after lunch.
I don't think that's a good idea. I don't need Bette coming for me.
Hang on. Bette broke up with me.
Besides, I'm just asking to dance with you.
And you know what the Baptists say that leads to.
-["Rise" by In the Valley Below playing] -♪ Oh, Lord, I got a confession ♪
-♪ I fall into the darker side… ♪ -Miss Park, a word.
With me?
-Do I follow her? -You do. [chuckles]
Oh, crap. I owe this place money.
Well, one way or another, we all pay.
♪ So put your hands on me ♪
♪ Put your hands on me… ♪
You stalking me?
I work for one of your board members. We keep the lights on.
I'd say later, but I kind of mean never.
Look, seeing you here the other day, it caught me off guard.
We can still, you know…
Yeah. But no.
["Something Better" playing on cell phone]
♪ Staring up, staring up… ♪
You have to admit, I danced well. [chuckles]
-[monitor beeping] -♪ I've messed up all my life… ♪
And felt joy again.
The first time in so long, mon amour.
[in French] I feel stronger.
When you return, I will be so strong.
So happy.
[mutters in French]
And I am sure…
[sobbing, in English] Cassie, I know you're in there…
fighting to return.
[in French] But give me something.
[in English] A sign.
Anything.
[energetic instrumental music plays]
[theme music playing]
[vocalizing]
[Monique] Selena tells me you've lost your job.
I've got others. I can tutor, babysit.
You don't have time to work for pennies.
I have a donor who will be happy to underwrite your debt
and offer you an allowance that will keep you in pink tights.
Madame DuBois, I've been paying full tuition here for five years. Why now?
I suppose it's your turn.
I also am going to make you Bette's understudy,
which is fast becoming Ripper's best part.
Madame, thank you. Thank you!
There is a small matter…
of a non-disclosure agreement.
You see, grant recipients can't be seen
doing anything that may reflect badly upon the school.
Madame, I've never even broken curfew.
It's standard procedure.
What happens here stays here.
Can I think about this?
Of course.
Take all the time that you need.
But if you leave the room, the offer will be off the table,
and you'll be on your own.
[chuckles softly]
You see Madame drag June down to her office?
Ori, that's only because she's broke.
Bette, the story's unraveling.
Shane's busting everyone's alibis. You and I are vulnerable.
Not if we all stick to our story.
Except as you proved,
people walk away from their promises all the time.
Just tell me, where were you the night Cassie fell?
I don't have to tell you anything.
I still lied to that cop for you.
I think that buys me something.
[Bette] Yeah, I get it.
If you're looking for a bargain…
No, just the truth.
Saving yourself for Neveah?
-Come on. We're just dancing together. -I know how you roll.
I can do what I want now. You can't have it both ways.
Why not, Ori?
You sure did.
[indistinct chatter]
-Would you quit sweating me? -Once you quit lying.
You said you were with a guy who says he wasn't with you.
Oren's embarrassed.
-He was with his girlfriend-- -Ex-girlfriend.
Look, all you have is me gunning for you.
It's time for the truth.
You're right, fuck 'em.
First off, if I had the chance, I'd have shoved the girl hard.
Cassie was blackmailing me to stand down in The Sleeping Beauty
so she could partner with her boyfriend Nabil.
I told her to suck it,
so she goes and e-mails Bette
with the fun fact that I'd been blowing Bette's boyfriend Oren.
I'm like, "Screw that."
I snuck into Bette's room to delete the e-mail before she read it.
Plan was to then hit Cassie with some damage control,
but someone else hit her first.
Bette told me she was in her room sleeping when Cassie fell.
She couldn't have been, 'cause I was there.
So that e-mail's your alibi.
Yes. If you can find where it's buried in the bowels of her computer.
If it's there, I'll find it.
Happy hunting.
You ask me, Bette's a genius.
Epic power play.
Snag the prince, then drop him before he drops you.
Now every guy in the building is gagging to make a move.
Me? I'm gonna dance as long as I can,
then marry some rich fart before my ass drops.
-[screams] -[Neveah] Paige! You okay?
[winces, groans]
Don't! All they do is treat us like garbage.
[wincing]
-What's her damage? -Frigid. Girl's never been kissed.
Always got a lezzie vibe.
Why don't you shut up about things you don't know about?
Now you're Michi Beachy, you think you can parade around reading people?
Actually, I quit that cesspool.
That is so stupid.
Yeah, something finally goes right in your life, and you go and bail?
I didn't bail. I just got a better offer.
[group chattering]
I used to think the trick was to feel everything when I danced.
And it turns out it's better to feel precisely nothing.
What's up? You afraid I'll end up better than you?
No.
But I do think you're pushing yourself just to impress a man.
Your boyfriend's already impressed.
That night you left to take Gwen home…
he tried seducing me into a threesome.
-Ramon would never do that. -He's done worse.
That photo I showed you proved it.
He's a dog, Delia. What are you gonna do about it?
[cell phone ringing]
-[cell phone beeps] -Sienna Milken.
Nabil Limyadi, you are on fire!
The band loved the video we did.
They should, huh? It's gone big.
Well, which is why they're gonna offer you a bucketload
to dance on their European tour.
But… But… I'm in school.
It's just three weeks.
Nabil, this is what a good thing looks like.
Arenas, fans, profile…
It's like when Misty went on tour with Prince,
a way to show the world what ballet can be.
Let me think about it.
I'm sending you the deets.
This is happening.
Uh, excuse me, Dr. Klassen.
Nabil Limyadi. I understand you've been looking for me.
I saw Cassie move.
I'm afraid you misinterpreted.
No, no, no. She, uh… She hear my words, and… and she answer.
What you saw was a sepsis-induced seizure.
Involuntary spasms, not some code she was tapping out.
It means her body is shutting down,
which means that cognitive recovery is unlikely now.
That's not how it looked.
It never is. I'm sorry.
[winces]
How's the hand?
-I'll survive. -You seemed pretty shook up in there.
I think they call it a bad date.
We just…
We went further than I wanted.
Should have said something, but I didn't, and now I could be in trouble.
The kind that ends ballet careers.
Have you thought about the morning after pill?
You ever done it?
No, but someone close to me went through it.
My mom.
[in Russian] She's so beautiful. I'm simply crazy about her.
-[boy 2 in Russian] Numbers don't lie. -[boy] I'd give her a good one.
[in English] Good maintenance. Thank you.
You see Bette today? She be on fire.
And a lot of guys here want to stoke it. [chuckles]
You okay with this?
[scoffs] They want the crazy, they can have her.
Who's that guy in the hallway?
Nobody.
Seems like he's into you.
[Shane] Well, I'm not feeling it.
Look, Shane, you gotta start giving out second chances.
[Shane] Maybe. At least he can bring himself to kiss me.
And at least I can keep a secret.
We had a pact, Shane.
That pact could be shielding the person who pushed Cassie.
[Alan] That's good. Thank you.
Dude, Sienna Milken tweeted about that tour. You gotta get in on that.
She moved.
Who, Sienna?
No, Cassie.
-Hmm? -She's trying to reach me.
So, she'll reach you here when you get back.
Madame will never let me go.
So what?
You work that tour, you're making bank.
Massive exposure, and your Instagram following will explode.
And I'll be an ocean away, exactly where you want me.
Dude, it's Sienna Milken.
Any idiot here would take this offer.
And I'm no idiot.
I leave the Archer now, I'll…
Madame will kick me out. I lose my place, I lose my visa.
I won't be allowed back to see Cassie.
-[Alan] Ty, let's get you up here. -[Caleb sighs]
Look, the truth is… she ain't worth it.
You're in love with someone who can't love you back.
And trust me, I know a thing or two about that.
-[scoffs] -[Caleb] Be honest with yourself.
If Cassie was up and at 'em right now, you guys would be history,
and you'd be on that tour.
[Alan] Lennox, you're up.
Up three pounds.
That's good news.
Bigger means stronger, and stronger is how we avoid injury.
You're strong like bull.
Fat like one too. [chuckles]
Guys, shut it.
[sergeant] Why aren't you out on patrol?
I'm stuck in a puzzle where somebody's hiding the last piece.
That's when you find another pastime.
I know I'm supposed to move on. Trust me, I want to, but…
I can't.
What have you got?
Start of term, all the students were around.
Alibis for most of the students check out,
but this Shane McRae's got a new story
that contradicts that of Bette Whitlaw and Oren Lennox.
And then Esmé Halterlein's a question mark.
My gut is they're all linked.
Who's the weak point?
I'd say Esmé. She's a mess.
So chip away at her. Go.
Just giving back your mom's container.
Thanks to your pills, I'm killing it in rehearsal.
Glad someone's convinced.
You're gonna give me another chance. Otherwise, you wouldn't have answered.
I'll pick you up at seven.
Dad's out of town for the weekend, so I got a car.
-[chuckles] -[Bette] Come on.
Think of all the great songs I'll inspire.
Yeah, in the key of death metal.
It's a two-week tour for Nabil back in France,
which I guarantee will get his head right.
Long term… [exhales]
…it'd mean a hell of a lot more than any three-night showcase.
Good for the school.
And for you, if he's not around.
What's wrong with wanting something bad enough to fight for it?
[Monique] Nothing, if you fight smart.
Have you learned nothing from this room?
I learned you hocked your soul to sit at that desk.
Be careful.
And to hold on to it, you'll spend all you got left.
You know what I want?
What's that?
You…
putting this on.
[sighs]
I learned a long time ago what makes me happy
and what I have to give up to get it.
What you have yet to learn
is the past is a trap.
["Dancer" by Reuben and the Dark playing]
I get you. Be careful.
♪ Wherever I may stay ♪
♪ Wherever I may lay my head ♪
♪ Run from the rain… ♪
[indistinct chattering]
[Cassie] If you keep doing something long enough, your body takes over,
learns its routine in a way your mind can never grasp.
Your body becomes boss,
tells you how to do things you've always done,
because it expects to keep doing them again and again.
Even years later, riding a bike is…
well, like riding a bike.
There are movements you return to,
your body tugged into step
just by the sight of someone else doing it.
You know what's required,
and with the ruthless economy of a familiar habit,
once again, you deliver.
♪ I'll be giving you back ♪
♪ To that dream that I had ♪
-That's my solo. -[panting] They made me understudy.
Well, then.
Show me what you got.
And lean into that hip as you tombé.
Just stop!
What?
Being nice to me.
I know how it works with you. Sooner or later, you cash in.
June, everything's good.
I was just scared and…
I forgot that we're really a big family…
and we need to help each other.
Better on that chassé!
That's the trick.
Give him what he wants before he has to ask for it.
Your sister's dancing has come a long way.
Seems like breaking up with her boyfriend really opened her up.
You're sure interested in your students' love lives.
They're less students, more instruments.
What, like sex toys?
Don't pretend you haven't gone there.
Not with these girls.
And proposing a three-way was, what,
just your way of "opening Bette up"?
Hang on. Your sister made moves on me.
It's a pattern, Ramon.
You did the same with Cassie, moving on her in Paris.
That was different. It was summer. She wasn't my student. It was France.
That's your excuse? "It was France!"
I read those texts you got from some girl in Paris
threatening to destroy you if you ever went back.
And what's really scary?
You don't even know which one it is writing you.
Must be a list as long as that dick of yours
of the women you've hurt, of the crimes you've committed--
[bangs table]
I didn't commit one fucking crime!
Yeah, if you're so sure, then go back to Paris!
You like the ride.
And your sister would do anything to be next.
-You touch her, and I swear-- -[Ramon] I'll do you one better, Delia.
I won't even touch you.
Go home, get your stuff, and get out.
Now that I'm the one person who knows who you are.
Who I am.
You don't have a clue.
[chattering]
[quietly] What are you doing?
Changed my mind. Let's try a do-over.
Great. Swing by mine tonight. We can hook up, but I--
No.
Fancy meal out, your treat.
Someplace where the menu isn't laminated?
I can't. I got student debt--
Well, if you can't treat yourself, then treat me.
I'm talking a proper date, mister. A strictly no-nookie situation.
[sighs]
[door opens]
I feel sick.
It wouldn't be the pill. It hasn't had time to kick in yet.
I bet that asshole is out having a great time.
No clue what I'm going through.
Just like that night.
If he knew what I was feeling, he didn't give a damn.
Paige, the guy needs to pay.
She's right.
We're underage.
He's a criminal. We can't let him get away with this.
We get him on audio admitting he forced you.
-No way I'm going back there. -[June] You don't have to.
I will.
After all, I'm what he wants.
[grunts softly]
[Cassie] It's an automatic pilot, muscle memory,
zombie agents telling you how to move through life.
Your conscious mind, the part of you you think is you,
it gives over to the brain's deepest corners.
It demands repetition again and again,
as you build a bridge between thinking and doing,
until you forget what you've even asked your body to achieve.
Delia already told me about you and Cassie.
Delia's lashing out.
She's worried her sister might be next.
I'm only interested in what I can draw out of Bette,
not what I can stick in.
Well, I should still fire your ass.
You fought too hard to build this place. You're not tearing it down now.
I'm not the one bringing scandal here.
Ballet lives off scandal.
L'Après-midi d'un faune.
They tossed vegetables onstage and called it a filthy indecency.
The Rite of Spring provoked a riot--
And you're no Nijinsky.
It's time you showed me that you gave a damn about this art form,
about this school…
and about me.
Of course I do.
How could I not?
You were my first, you know.
So the story goes.
It's true, Mona. I was just a stupid kid.
You taught me what the body can do.
I owe you everything.
[sighs]
Well, you were not good for me.
With you, no man ever is.
All these years, all these women.
I was only chasing after the things I once felt…
years ago with you.
[exhales]
Officer Cruz, what are you doing here?
So this is your tribute.
Not just mine.
Everybody loves her, yet nobody knew she was on the roof that night. [chuckles]
We all crashed early.
Except the thing is, Esmé,
everyone who says that was actually someplace else.
Well, I know I was asleep.
But you can't prove it.
And I'm losing my patience.
-I don't have to tell you anything. -You know what it's like being in combat?
I've held body parts in these hands,
walked out alive, and loaded up on damage, and now every nightmare,
every memory, every tragedy I witness
makes me care less about the rules when it comes to getting justice.
You gonna be straight with me?
Or is this where I lose the last fuck I have to give
and don't care how I get you to talk?
Oren. I was with Oren.
You're the third person saying so.
Well, I'm telling you the truth, I swear!
We were in the sauna doing coke together.
Ask him yourself! He'll back me up.
You better hope so.
[Esmé panting]
-This café we're going, best in the city. -[cell phone chimes]
News to me.
Seriously?
Look, I've spent the past five years behind the walls of an academy.
So you're basically a nun.
Sure! I mean, if nuns spend their life next-to-naked,
with guys' hands all over them.
-[chuckles] -[phone chimes]
Except the guys are all gay, yeah?
That's actually a misconception.
The Archer's taught me more than just how to dance.
See for yourself.
[cell phone continues chiming]
It's your fifth text in, like, a minute.
Ugh. Friends want me for the car.
Is everything okay?
I'm not sure.
Still going for hot chocolate, yeah?
Here's the thing.
If it's dance, me against them, I consider it a full-on war.
But outside of the studio…
I show up.
So you're a good girl after all.
I am, aren't I?
-[chattering] -[jazz playing]
[Shane] Read anything lately?
Lately? Best thing I read was Ocean Vuong.
He's like this brilliant poet who wrote some sort of crazy novel memoir about
growing up a queer with immigrant parents.
I related.
Think I saw a picture of him.
Total cutie, but he could maybe smile a little.
Guess he's seen a lot.
From Vietnam, beautiful country. Ever been?
Don't have a passport.
This steak is delicious, want a bite?
-Vegetarian. -[chuckles]
-Wow, I'm really nailing this, aren't I? -You're doing great.
I mean, you know one thing, and that's dance.
I respect that.
Yeah, like you respect a circus animal.
-I'm just saying-- -Ugh!
I'm sorry. I don't really know how to do this.
What? Eat with a person? Talk to them?
Date.
I am good
at getting my face kicked in back home…
and also… getting busy in the bushes
with closet cases who'd pick me up and do their worst.
Plus, trying to get my straight best friend to fall in love with me
and wrecking everything in the process.
So, yeah…
not a whole lot of experience in this out-on-a-date small talk.
Me?
I don't see the point.
I'm sitting there with a guy, and I know he's either thinking about
how soon before we can get naked,
or he's wondering when he can skip dessert and get back on Grindr.
And if he isn't the one thinking that…
you can be damn sure I am.
Which one of us is thinking that now?
You tell me.
[panting]
[Esmé] I got a better weight-loss method.
Guy at Michi Beach hooks me up. [snorts]
-You're out of control. -Says the human burrito!
You want a bump?
Ah! [panting]
The night you and I were in here, that was enough to scare me straight.
[Esmé] Well, I just stared death in the face.
That cop knows we lied to her.
She went psycho on me up on the roof.
I felt like it was either get pushed or tell her the truth.
Then you should be over the edge now.
Are you kidding me?
We said we would keep quiet.
And you either back me up…
or God knows what she's gonna do.
[huffs]
Bette doesn't even love you, Oren. Why are you protecting her?
Because no matter how you cut it, I owe that girl.
[snorts]
[praying in Arabic]
You're in my way.
It's okay now. You're finished.
[gentle instrumental music playing]
-[gasps] -Cassie.
[speaking French and English] Those last words I said to you.
I'm so sorry.
[speaking French and English] I went to sleep angry.
I'm still angry…
at the world.
At you.
Why?
All I did was lose my balance.
You hurt me, Cassie.
How could you say that?
I'm the one bleeding here.
[Nabil scoffs]
A cry for pity is all this is.
I've been crying this whole time, only you won't listen.
Save me. Save me.
[Nabil grunts]
Save me. Save me. Save me.
[in French] Save me!
[screams]
[gasping]
-[sighs] -[Caleb] Sorry, man, I dropped something.
You okay?
Trust me.
She'll be fine without you.
I hope you're right.
'Cause I'm done with this place.
♪ Uh, uh, yeah… ♪
[Cassie] How do you do it?
How do you learn some impossible sequence of steps,
then reproduce them effortlessly?
Trick is, you don't.
Your movements become mapped in the brain,
making a shorthand between thinking and doing.
You absorb those steps so completely
that its elements become automatic.
You chunk single movements into complex blocks,
linking elements together.
You build a routine so that on the day,
your brain can let the moment sing.
♪ I'm turning up the fire inside Gonna shake you up like dynamite ♪
♪ I got my head in the game… ♪
[panting]
♪ All the ducks lined up And I'm about to blow your mind ♪
♪ When I go, I go hard… ♪
[panting]
♪ So fast, you'll rewind I'm about to blow your mind, yeah! ♪
Well, hello.
I'm back.
Shall we?
[Monique moaning]
[panting]
[laughs] Oh!
I schooled you… well. [panting]
♪ I keep raising the bar ♪
♪ So fast, you'll rewind I'm about to blow your mind ♪
[Monique] Mm!
-It could become a habit. -Oh…
that would be unwise.
I say…
[grunts] …you take what you learned back to Paris…
now that the brouhaha has blown over.
What brouhaha?
I don't know. You told me of threats and accusations.
Except I didn't tell you.
You did.
Maybe you're distracted by Ripper.
The hunter and the hunted.
And which are you?
I was the hunted for years, of course,
but now I'm the one chasing talent and money.
-[drink pouring] -Goddess Diana bringing home her prey.
All for the school.
It was on the brink of collapse,
and it was only in crisis that the board decided a woman could now lead.
-I rebuilt the Archer's funding, -[cell phone chimes]
facility and prestige.
Who are you texting?
My hunter.
[cell phone chimes]
Aren't you going to get that?
[exhales]
So it was you.
It only worked because you've done such dark things.
Lucky me.
I didn't even have to be specific with my texts
to make you wonder what dark thing it was.
[sighs, chuckles]
[cell phone clatters]
Well, that was fun.
Totally. Drive you home?
We'll have to do this again soon.
I can get you that book in case you want to-- [grunts]
[chuckling] Well, hello there.
Just wanted to say thank you.
Right. Well, gratitude expressed.
Dude. In the middle of a parking lot?
Trust me. Once the windows fog, no one will see us.
I thought we were being good tonight.
I will be good. Promise.
["Iron Fist" by Passion Victim playing]
[panting]
Mr. Renfrew.
I think something's wrong.
[Trevor over cell phone] We call this place "the Holy of Holies."
Make yourself comfortable.
["So Playa" by Raphael Lake playing]
Here, this'll help.
♪ You see the glitter in my eyes… ♪
The girls never mentioned this room.
Well… like me, they don't kiss and tell.
♪ I'm the whole damn package But you're looking back ♪
♪ Future's so bright, never looking back ♪
And…
not every girl earns her way in.
I feel lucky, you know.
Talbot wanted you for himself.
Mr. Talbot, from the Archer board?
[Travis] He sits in on auditions so he can get first pick.
Can you, uh…
help me out here?
I can do what all the other dancers do.
Tell me what Paige did, and I'll do that.
Oh, I was hoping you could do better.
[June] Why? What did you do with her?
Let's just say… she could have been better.
She… could have been you.
Well, now you have me wondering…
How does Mr. Talbot know about our auditions?
Your director tells him.
Why would she do that?
Christ's sake… He pays for the privilege.
Do you think you were just plucked at random to work here?
No, you were chosen.
There are plenty of Paiges, but there is only one June.
So… wait, that's why the Michi hostesses are all ballerinas?
Yeah, bought and paid for.
Okay, but who do you pay?
We pay Monique DuBois.
[gasps]
Donations to the school in exchange for access for a few choice hires.
You mean girls at this place?
Are you recording this?
[June] No.
You bitch!
[June] Get off of me!
Travis, you're hurting me!
-[June] Get off of me! -[Travis] Give me that!
[June whimpering]
-[Bette] Shh! You're safe! You're safe! -You got some fucking nerve!
The things you want and what you'll do to get them.
-Come on. -[whimpering]
[thermometer beeps]
No fevers, cramps, dizziness…
I'm thinking it's just that pill doing its thing,
but if you want to talk to a doctor--
No. I don't.
That boy you were with, was he from the school?
No.
Does he know you're worried you might be pregnant?
Forget it. I'm never talking to him again.
Wait, Paige, hang on.
Was this not something that you wanted?
-Wrench, I'm fine. Stop it! -[Alan] There are rules and laws--
I shouldn't have told you. It just makes it all real now!
It is real, Paige.
Good or bad, this happened,
and I'm thinking you might want to talk to someone about how you feel about this.
If not me, then someone else.
[sighs]
Here's a get-out-of-dance note.
Let's talk tomorrow.
You know what Mr. Brooks says?
He says, "We sing what can't be spoken…
and we dance what can't be sung."
Mr. Renfrew, I intend to dance.
[exhales]
Thought you'd be out breaking curfew.
I'm an idiot. I don't read books.
I don't go places, and I eat meat.
I only had one job tonight…
Don't have sex!
But there I was, whipping it out like he's every other trick.
And I've got nothing else to offer.
It's like…
all I'm good for, Oren.
All anybody really wants from me.
All I am… is this stupid body.
You're smart…
you're brave…
and you're wicked funny. [chuckles]
And I guarantee there's a guy out there who will see what I see…
Except…
he'll be up for doing something about it.
Buddy…
[exhales] …I promise you, he's on his way.
[rock music playing]
[Cassie] The thing about your muscle memory
is that when the job is done, you can't remember a thing.
You may have just danced a masterpiece,
but when you walk out of the spotlight and into the wings' dark embrace,
it's like explaining how you breathe.
You're glad it all happened, but you have no idea how it ever did.
-[horns honk] -[tires screech]
[screaming]
[glass shatters]
I'm sorry, Dan, but it's gotta be someone else that gets the job done.
You're making progress! A case is not a cakewalk.
It's also not a free-for-all.
Rules, order, chain of command.
That is what I believed in!
I told myself that it'd help me tease out the mysteries
of another world that still puts down women
and silences dissent
and controls the every waking moment
of anyone dumb enough to walk in and join up.
Ballet's got nothing to do with what happened to that girl!
It has everything to do with it, Dan.
It's not just one person who threw Cassie Shore off that ledge.
It is 400 years of this twisted, beautiful art form
that the Western world conspired to create.
I have fought a lot of things,
but I don't have it in me to fight this.
Okay.
I'll close this or find a detective to carry on.
Thank you, sir.
[engine sputtering]
[Neveah] June!
June!
Is Bette okay?
Bette. Bette!
Bette!
Just shut up already.
You're all cut up
and clearly on something!
Relax, it's above the hair line. It'll clean up fine.
[engine stops]
[engine turns over]
You are not driving!
[Bette huffs]
Fine! Then we walk!
You're busted up here!
And I can't have them see me like this.
We did a good thing tonight, Bette.
Let's not wreck it with a bad one.
[siren wails]
If it's any consolation, Selena sent most of them.
Those texts were some of her finest work.
All this time, I was wondering who wanted to keep me in Paris.
I should have been asking, who wanted to scare me into staying here
with no greater weapon than a cheap burner phone?
Do you have any idea how hard it is to keep a place like this afloat?
Kings and emperors once paid for ballet.
Now, I only have rich devils I can cut deals with.
If I'm twisted, it's because dance is a twisted business.
I tell the board this, they'll question your sanity.
I'm thinking your immediate removal is, in fact, looking like a great idea.
Try it… and I'll blow this up.
And as you say, this place has no room for scandal.
-[telephone ringing] -[scoffs]
What?
[June] Madame will get her out of this.
Monique DuBois is gonna kill us. Did you not hear what that guy said?
Travis knows Monique.
Which means you can be sure he's already called her.
We got to take her down before she does worse to us.
[laughs] Are you insane?
We're getting close to the truth, June!
No, I agreed to take down Travis, not Madame.
These people, they have power. What do we have?
[Neveah] The truth!
She had me sign a non-disclosure agreement.
I open my mouth, they shred me.
This road here is the end of it.
-You okay? -Yeah, it's fine.
Of course I aced their lame-ass balance test.
Then why am I the one peeing in the cup?
Why did you bring Oren?
Actually, he brought me.
He's who Neveah called.
Just one bad night.
-My foot's healing good-- -You'll end up a drug addict.
Taking pills for a pain you can't find anymore.
I know where it lives.
I know what I'm trying to numb out here,
because what I don't know is what happened the night Cassie fell.
I woke up in my bedroom, and everything before that is black--
Bette, you did not push Cassie Shore.
She's just holding my pee. Here.
Officer, my sister's been under a lot of pressure, but no one was hurt--
Go. Now.
One way or another, I'll make this disappear.
I know an easy way.
Let me take a gander at your computer.
Why? There's nothing on it.
You might be surprised.
This always happens.
I get so sure that I'm right,
push people into doing what I want them to do,
forget about the cost.
[sighs] We could have been killed tonight.
All because I'm trying to fix something here
that I can't work out in my own life.
I had it all.
The lead part…
a future my mother could get behind.
And then you went and made me think I could actually be a nice person.
You told me that's what you were.
Well, last night revealed otherwise.
Thanks to an MRI, it also showed the world my messed-up foot.
I'm out of the showcase, Matty.
[sniffles, sobs]
So you got in, did you?
That's it.
That's the e-mail. Bingo! We found it.
["Hit Me" by Steph Copeland playing]
♪ Hit me where it hurts ♪
♪ Had enough to burst ♪
♪ Hit me where it hurts ♪
♪ Even out the score ♪
♪ I need to hear you're safe, safe, safe ♪
[Oren sighs]
[both panting]
[groans] Sorry I'm a little off today.
-It's okay. I am, too. -[grunts]
-[sighs] -I've been thinking… [chuckles]
Just about what we all are to each other in this place and…
how we're all so tied up in each other's business and bodies
and how we get real good at hiding what counts.
I know what counts with you, Oren.
Except, you don't.
And if we're gonna be half-decent partners,
in this studio and outside of it,
I gotta come clean about a few things.
Kind of more like one big thing about someone I've been with.
I'm okay with keeping those corners to ourselves.
Yeah, I tried that.
It didn't work.
So what is it that you wanna tell me?
["Fade Away" by Aza Nabuko playing]
♪ I still remember your smile ♪
♪ It's been gone a million years… ♪
[Nabil] Mr. Shore, Mrs. Shore.
I didn't know you flew in.
Son, we need some time.
Yes, sir. Yes, I'm just here to say goodbye.
We all are.
[Klassen] Cassie is deteriorating.
All the signs are there, including the seizure that you witnessed.
The family has decided the time has come to withhold life support.
Uh, withhold… life…
We're pulling the plug.
♪ And I watched you fade away ♪
♪ Whoo-oo-oo! Fade away ♪
♪ And I watched you fade ♪
♪ Fade away! ♪
♪ Whoo-oo-oo, fade away! ♪
♪ And I watched you fade away ♪
♪ And I watched you fade ♪
♪ I always felt so small ♪
♪ And with you, I stood tall ♪
♪ And now my days are gray ♪
♪ Ever since you walked away ♪
♪ Now all I have left to say ♪
♪ Is goodbye ♪
♪ But if you look me in the eye ♪
♪ And tell me you love me ♪
♪ And you vanished to the storm ♪
♪ Of your mind ♪
♪ All I wanted was you ♪