Holiday Spin Page #3

It's gonna take time

for you guys

to get used to each other.

They're going too fast.

Who the hell are you?

Blake, do me a favor,

keep it to yourself.

Fine.

All right, come on.

Once again,

from the top.

[Metronome taps in]

[Music starts]

There you go.

Uh, Blake?

Blake...

Look, pia and Rob just started

practicing together,

so it's

a delicate time for them.

Okay.

All right, no comments

when they're working?

Fine.

-Because it's distracting--

-okay.

I appreciate your input,

so if you have something to say,

just tell me.

Are we done?

Yes.

[Door slams]

[Distant moans]

[Sighs of passion

from bedroom]

[Music blaring in earbuds]

[Distant argument interrupts]

[Rob]:

it was an accident!

[Pia]:

you lied to me!

[Turns off music]

It just happened.

How could you do

something like that?

I wasn't trying

to hurt you.

You cheated on me.

With tezza?

Are you kidding me?

We're in a relationship.

Eight weeks

and nothing from you--

everything okay?

Everything's fine.

No, it's not.

I think you'd better leave.

Are you sure

this is what you want?

Yes.

Positive?

Please leave.

I'll see you around.

Whatever.

Blake?

Do you have any idea

what happened between

Rob and pia last night?

Why don't you ask her?

She won't tell me.

She says she doesn't

want to talk about it.

Last time I saw them,

they were downstairs practicing.

Now, all of a sudden,

they're not dancing together.

Ask pia.

Did you have anything

to do with that?

Are you kidding me?

[Scoffs]

Blake...

[Car stereo blasting]

[Rob, icily]:
'Sup, cuz...

Hey, I'm talking

to you, tough guy.

What,

you not so tough

anymore?

Look man,

I don't want

any trouble.

Come on.

Take a swing.

You'd better get out of my way.

Or what?

You okay?

I'm all right.

You two want to

make this an even fight?

Ce on, man, let's jet.

[Car peels away,

tires squealing]

You fight?

In north Carolina.

Looking for a place to train?

Definitely.

Hit my gym.

It's just around the corner.

I will.

[]

He won't even

look at her.

Unfortunately,

he's more interested

in the mirror.

Come on, more interaction.

More passion.

This is rhumba.

It's the dance of love.

Here, watch this.

[]

Two, three and four...

Two, three and four.

One.

[Ruben]:
is it me,

or am I just not

getting to this guy?

Give him a chance.

Hey, Blake.

Pia!

Maintain focus.

Take a break.

[Ruben sighing]:

What a mess.

There's no time here...

How you holding up?

I've been better. You?

All right.

Thanks for last night.

How's the search

for a new partner?

[Routine's music plays]

You know he's not

the right fit.

How do you know?

[Quietly]

don't waste your time.

[Ruben]:
he's purposely trying

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes