The Forbidden Dance Page #2

Where's Ashley?

I don't know.

She copped a major attitude.

- I don't know where she is.

- What's new?

Aren't you dancing with Ashley

at the Kid Creole audition?

I'm dancing.

I don't know what she's doing.

- So who's your friend?

- Guys, this is Nisa.

Nisa, this is Dave and Trish.

She works for my dad.

- I'm a- -

- Legal secretary.

She takes the bar this April.

This is my song.

- You want to dance?

- If you like, but- -

- Later, guys.

- See you.

So when did Jason

start dating wetbacks?

Hell if I know. Ask Ashley.

Come on.

Don't you like this song?

- I never heard it before.

- It's on the radio all the time.

Not where I come from.

- Yeah, where's that, Mars?

- Brazil.

I thought the whole world

would've heard this.

- It's a big world.

- Not where I come from.

- What is this, Johnny?

- Let's sit down.

- I like this.

- You like this music?

- Very much. What is it called?

- I think it's called Lambada.

It's supposed to be the rage

in Europe.

- Dance it with me.

- Oh, no.

It's not really my type of music.

It's more East L.A. than Beverly Hills.

Dance with me.

Move from here down.

Become a tree with deep roots

flowing with life.

Good.

And everything else will follow.

Hey! Check out Ricky Ricardo.

Would you look at that.

- God, he is so good.

- It's not him. It's her.

She is hot.

- Hey, let's dance. Let's do it.

- All right.

Why did you call me

a legal secretary?

I'm sorry if that hurt your feelings.

It seemed simpler to tell them

what they wanted to hear.

- I'm not a legal secretary.

- I know.

- I'm not a maid.

- I know. You're something special...

- ...something different.

- But you do not know me.

No, but I want to know you.

This world seems so far away

from the world of my problems.

Leave your problems at home.

That's what I always say.

- I mean, that's where mine are.

- My problem is the reason I'm here.

What do you mean?

- Can I trust you, Jason?

- Sure. I'm Mr. Trustworthy.

- Tell me, Nisa. Maybe I can help.

- Jason! Hey! Jason!

- You said you weren't coming.

- So? I changed my mind.

When did they start

letting your kind into this club?

- She's with me.

- No, I'm with you and you're with me.

- Who are you?

- I am his girlfriend.

Is that true, Jason?

- Maybe I should go.

- Yes, go.

I'll go with her.

Jason! You get back here,

Jason Anderson!

Oh, nice move!

I'm sorry, Nisa.

Jason, come on.

It's just a stupid dress.

Shut up!

Way to go, Anderson.

Grow up.

Then maybe we can talk.

I don't know why you got me up

at 2 a.m. He's come in late before.

- Couldn't we talk about this tomorrow?

- No, Bradley, enough is enough.

It's time we had a serious talk.

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