Center Stage Page #2

She's so good.

Yeah, just ask her.

And one.

Really extend that front leg. Yes.

Ready, second group.

Where did she come from?

Softer landing, ladies, please.

Anna, eyes off the mirror, please.

Thank you.

Watch where you're going, sweetheart.

We don't carry collision insurance.

Who let that disaster in here?

I swear I'm better than that.

I'm just really nervous.

Don't sweat it.

First day never counts. Okay?

Everything counts here.

One and hip.

Fresh meat.

In the middle.

- And one. Good. Not bad.

- Cute. Who is he?

Charlie, from Seattle.

We only met him yesterday.

Is he gay or straight?

Straight.

Hey, you guys. Look.

Hi, girls.

Maureen, Anna.

Hi, Kathleen.

- That was Kathleen Donahue, wasn't it?

- Yes.

The Kathleen Donahue.

Oh, my God. She's beautiful.

Well, I think she looks kind of like a gerbil.

What?

She does.

She just married Mr. Reeves, right?

Wait a minute. She married the director?

- Now I get it.

- Yeah. This summer. It was a scandal.

She had been with Cooper a few years.

Then out of nowhere she tells him

she's leaving him for Jonathan Reeves.

No one even knew of their affair.

Cooper throws a huge fit in rehearsal

in front of the company. Calls her a slut.

It was unbelievable.

Then he drags his broken heart

to London to dance for the season.

Where rumour has it, he drinks like a fish

and screws every girl in tights.

- He's back, you know.

- I know.

I heard he hasn't spoken to anyone.

He talked to me.

What?

He offered to help me with my bags.

Bob, it's a benefit.

If I give you an extra seat,

I'm taking money from the company.

Besides, when was the last time

your paper ran anything on us?

What the hell. Three seats at will call,

only because I'm nice.

- Hi, Mom.

- Hi, sweetie.

- Well?

- Nothing to worry about.

What's the competition?

How about your roommates?

Jody's hopeless. She'll never make it.

- Is she the one from Boston?

- No, that's Eva.

Eva's actually good. Amazing extension.

But her attitude stinks.

Jonathan hates her already, thank God.

So you still think it'll be you,

Anna and Emily?

Yeah. Although,

have you seen Emily lately?

Look at her.

Hello, Emily.

Hi, Mrs. Cummings.

Dear.

Her pas de deux partner's

going to need a crane to lift her.

Stop it.

No way do people actually buy this sh*t.

- It's signed by Kathleen Donahue.

- It's a smelly old shoe.

- How you been?

- Can I tear you away for a minute?

There's a widowed woman here

worth $200 million, who adores you.

- Excuse me. That was beautiful.

- Let me introduce you.

Now, why does that feel wrong?

It's just a hello.

It would be great for the company.

Well, if it's good for the company.

Rate this script:2.0 / 1 vote