Dirty Dancing: Havana Nights Page #2

be a revolutionary.

I don't understand.

They were just singing.

There is not such a thing

as "just singing" here anymore.

You know,

you're a pretty good dancer.

I was terrible.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, you were terrible...

but for an American,

you move well.

Oh, thanks.

Why do you look

in the mirror?

I was trying to remember

the steps I saw.

But what does looking

have to do with it?

Just feel the music.

You should see for yourself.

The real dancers are at

La Rosa Negra on Saturday night.

I can't.

I got invited

to this country club thing.

- Hey, that was fast.

- Yeah.

Is that why you want

to learn Cuban dancing?

Just to impress your date?

No. I wanted to--

Don't worry. Don't worry.

They won't dance like that

at the club.

Just learn

the fox trot instead.

I already know the fox trot.

Do we need to go shopping?

I just thought you might

be going to the country club...

Saturday night.

Oh, you just thought?

Mrs. Phelps took me to lunch.

You two aren't planning

an arranged marriage, are you?

No. I should have

thought of that.

He's so cute.

- Yolanda?

- Yes?

Is this square?

Square?

Yeah, you know...

Iike a square?

Is a square good or bad?

It's bad.

S.

This is square.

Oh, God.

I don't know.

You're smaller than me.

Your dresses'll be...

Perfect.

You're joking.

Why? Is it square?

Definitely not.

It's not fair!

All of my friends are going...

so why would you go,

and I can't?

I am older than you.

Such a waste. You don't

even know how to have fun.

Sure you don't

want me to stay?

Dad, don't.

OK. Bye.

Be careful.

Polly. Polly.

God, what'd she do?

Paint it on?

Seorita.

Wow!

Oh, I don't know.

Oh, I do.

I would like

to invite you all...

to the Club Palace

on Christmas Eve--

You been to the Palace yet?

...the tenth annual

Latin ballroom...

amateur dance contest.

I'll have to take you.

Oh, yeah, yeah

Listen

Darling, you

Send me

Darling, you

Send me

You feel really good.

Am I making you nervous?

No.

Well, you make me

a little nervous...

but don't tell anyone.

It'll ruin my reputation.

I thought it was infatuation

Listen, we're going over

to Polly's...

- for a little mojito party.

- Oh, yeah?

And her parents

are out of town again.

What do you think?

Steph can make a wicked mojito.

Well--

Hey, I'm sure

we can get someone...

to rustle you up

a Shirley Temple.

Actually...

James and I are gonna

go to a Cuban club.

Where?

La Rosa Negra.

Yeah, we're going to the...

La Rosa Negra.

Jesus.

Look at the way

they feel the music.

They're feeling it,

all right.

I'll get us some drinks.

Hi.

- You look so Cuban.

- So do you.

Hi. I'm Javier.

Name's Phelps.

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