StreetDance 3D

Ever since I was a young girl...

...you'd find me up in my room dancing in front of the mirror.

Carly and her street dance crew, smashing it on some stage...

the crowd going wild.

It kept me going after I left home.

I came to London where street dance led me to my new family.

My crew.

I'm still dancing and dreaming in front of that mirror.

It's just now...

I share my dream.

We're going to be late, man.

Hello? Guys!

We're halfway to New York.

If we dance like that in the finals who is going to beat us?

Final call for The Surge.

Guys.

- Damn they're good. - That's why they're champions, Carly.

Guys? Show some class.

- Are you going to get the drinks in, then? - Maybe.

Jay-2-0, the next UK champions!

I love you.

Your round, Mac!

Guys!

Guys!

Okay, this is... this is the hardest thing I've ever had to do.

I'm going.

- I wanted to end it on a high. - Yeah, good one, Jay.

I'm serious. I'm under a lot of pressure right now...

...at work and Uni....

something's got to give, and it's got to be this.

- So, what are you saying? - Jay?

We've all got pressures, bruv....

we've got a chance to be UK champions...

...go to New York and represent our country.

And I wouldn't do this if I didn't think you could handle it.

But, you can.

Carly knows all the choreo, she can take it from here.

- Can't we just talk about it? - I've made up my mind.

It's your crew now.

I'm gonna miss you guys.

Come on, man.

This is some joke, t'ing.

I'm going to sort it, alright?

- You're not going to change my mind. - What's wrong, Jay?

I thought you wanted to win? Be UK Champions!

Sometimes you've got to make choices.

Why didn't you tell me? I looked like such an idiot.

I need to get my head straight. Have a bit of a time out.

Well, have a week off and come back.

I mean from everything... everyone.

- I need to get rid of distractions for a bit. - Thanks, and I'm a distraction?

The biggest.

- Is it because I said I love you? - No! It's just a time out.

If you take over the crew, you won't even notice I'm gone.

Okay?

One jacket, with cheese. Enjoy!

- He said it was just a time out. - Oh, cut and run, Carls.

He's ditched us all five weeks before the finals!

I can take Jay's place in the crew...

-...as your man. - Yeah, right, Eddie.

Keep practicing!

Let's just concentrate on winning the streetdance finals, yeah?

Yeah, you're right...

...and then he'll want me back, won't he?

Blonde and northern. Tragic, really.

Thanks, Eddie... Let's get down to rehearsals.

Offer still stands, Carly.

Why me? Shouldn't you be running the crew Shawna?

- I just dance. You see the bigger picture. - Will they listen to me?

Not if you sound like that. You've got to be kick-arse Carly, man.

Come on, give me some heat....

Is that all you got?

Allez. Go into the centre.

I don't get it. He's lost his family, rude boy.

How can we be Jay-2-0 without Jay? It don't make no sense.

- Why are they stood outside? - Just march in and show no fear.

Come on, give me some heat. Give me some.

Come on.

That was lame. Kick arse Carly, or kissarse?

Come on guys let's get started.

- Okay, guys, slight hitch. - You didn't book the rehearsal space.

- Was I meant to? - Come on, Carly.

You were the boss, right?

If you want to lead, Frankie, be my guest.

Without Jay, it's a waste of time.

- Steph, what are you doing? - I'm sorry.

- We're supposed to be a crew. - Don't worry. They'll be back.

Guys.... I.... can replace them.

- Come on, Eddie. - You got to learn from the Da Boogie Man.

Listen, guys, I don't know how to do this yet.

But what I do know is we have got a heavy crew.

We've got a final in September.

Can't we just find somewhere to rehearse and get on with it?

Show Jay what we're made of.

Fix up, man!

My hair!

- Oh, Shawna! - Sorry.

- Gosh, man. - Alright, Aimee.

- I think I've got hypothermia. - You're so extra.

- We're supposed to dance outside. - Not in England.

- America, maybe. - Then, let's get there...

...but we've gotta be UK Champions first.

Only if we rehearse in a studio. Health and Safety, innit?

But we need money. Have you got any?

Don't get rude, Carly.

If you let us use your studio for free we'll wear T-shirts advertising your gym.

Hello?

- Bill for your little party last night. - You what?

You wanna keep your job?

This ain't a drop-in-centre for you and your mates.

- We only had a few Kit-kats. - And...?

I need every penny I've got for dance space.

And...?

Well, why don't you sponsor us?

Now, that is funny.

Right, off your butt, twinkle toes. Eddie's late, so...

...you deliver these and I'll think about letting your off the bill.

With a smile, Carly. With a smile.

That's better.

- Are you the sandwich girl? - Yeah, is it a chicken salad?

- That's me. - And one drink....

That's $ 5.50, please.

You're welcome to stay and watch, if you like.

No, you're alright.

I was looking more at your room, actually.

- That doesn't say much for my dancers. - No, they're very good.

They're not really feeling it though, are they? They look bored stiff.

Why are you interested in the room?

I need somewhere to rehearse for my street dance crew.

I don't suppose you rent these rooms for a fiver, do you?

- Are you any good? - God, yeah.

Got the UK finals in a few weeks. We'd blow this lot out of the water.

Okay. I'd like to see it.

- Yeah, right. - Really.

Well, we're dancing in the shopping centre tonight, if you do mean it.

- Sevenish. - If I can get away, I'll come.

Really?

How will I find you?

Follow the crowds.

You are Romeo and Juliet. You could die for each other.

Could I please get an inkling of this.

- You need a permit! - It's our money, we've earnt it.

Ain't that your Justine?

You big, ugly bear.... Justine, you come here.

Is this what you're coming here to do? Shaming me like this.

- Do you want to get the police involved? - But, it's ours.

- Cool it, Carls! - Thanks!

- Everyone in Topshop's watching us. - So, why didn't you help me?

No, you know what? I don't want to be a part of this any more.

- Don't you dare flake out, Aimee. - Flake out of what?

We're going nowhere with you. Without Jay, this crew's got no chance.

Oh, thanks. Thanks a lot.

You whinge better than you dance, anyway.

Come on, out! It's all done. Finished! On your bikes.

On your way. Get your hair done.

You might want to refine some of those management skills of yours.

Oh, piss off!

Well, whilst you're in this mood, I will.

Come on.

A little chaotic... but good. Vibrant.

Come and see me tomorrow with the rest of your group...

when you find them.

Studio Three, four o'clock.

- Hello? - Hi...

You shameful girl.

My Justine not dance with you again.

And then there were two...

I've messed up, haven't l?

Changement, changement, en force.

Open les bras. Epaulemnt Allez.

Spot, spot, spot, spot.

Well, would we pay to see this year's crop?

On present showing none shall get through the Royal Ballet auditions.

Well, that's not going to dazzle our benefactors, is it?

What's happened?

More and more I wonder about our methods.

We drill the passion out of them.

The vital ingredient. But, I have a plan to drill it back in.

It had better work, Helena.

Funding cuts mean other cuts, you know?

Today it's all no good.

Carly, Shawna!

Oh, my God, it's you guys!

Oh, excuse me... no, thank you.

Mac!

- You pulled it off, Carly, man. - Yeah, this place is nice.

Sick, man!

- Can I help you? - Look at this bronx arse joke, brer.

We were told to be here by this lady.

It's Helena.

- Have you come to watch us? - Other way round, more like.

Get this one. 'Have I come to watch them'.

Not in those tights.

- Crap! - Oh, man!

I'm okay. I'm okay. I just need to lie here a bit.

Oh, my God. I'm so sorry. We'll pay for the damage.

I see you've made yourself at home, but you're in the wrong room.

Hurry up, girls.

- Would this suit your needs? - Are you kidding?

- This is amazing. - And you've met my dancers?