The Fits

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Slip. Slip. Roll. Jab. Jab. Right. Roll.

One, two. Step over.

Roll. One, two, three, four.

Step over. Jab. Jab. Step back.

Perfect.

All right, that's it.

Legs been watching me too.

- Who? - The captain of the dance team.

- That's who I'm tryin' to mess with. - That one girl?

She's super.

Yeah, that's her.

See? She already peeping.

What's up, Legs?

No, I ain't scared of‒

Nah!

Here comes that little tomboy.

You comin'?

Easy, girl.

You ready to go home? Let me lock up.

Lionesses! Lionesses! Don't mess! Lionesses!

Donte's showing off for you.

Hey. Ready to go hit these stairs?

Keep going.

Throw right here. Wide. Throw it wide. Wide.

Nope. Straight.

I saw you dancing earlier.

I mean, what's the worst that could happen?

I don't know.

Well, the only way you can lose a fight‒

if you don't get in the ring.

Remember that.

Okay? All right? Okay?

All right.

Let's see what the new girls can do.

Crabs, on the floor.

Hey, Guns. We're Crabs.

If you're gonna show up, just know, there's work to do.

We expect you here for three-hour practices three times a week.

At home, practice. At school, practice.

Stop thinking like an individual and start thinking like a team.

This... is your family now.

We've won the citywide competition the last four years in a row.

If any of you Crabs can't keep up,

we'll have to ask you to go.

Let's start easy with the clap-back call.

Stand at attention.

Drop your arms.

Hands on your hips.

The moves are...

step, around, step, step.

Around, out. Up, cut, up.

Back, back, back, back. Snatch.

Punch, punch. Around, down.

Step, step. Around, punch.

Five, six, seven.

Go. Step, around. Step, step.

Around, out. Up, cut, up.

Back, back, back, back. Snatch.

Punch, punch. Around, down.

Step, step. Around, punch.

Five, six, seven, eight.

Step, around. Step, step.

Around, out. Up, cut, up.

Back, back, back, back. Snatch.

Punch, punch. Around, down.

Step, step. Around, punch.

That's enough of that. Everyone on the floor.

You Crabs look a mess. You better start practicing.

Are you ready? Cue the music.

Anyways, so, what up with you and Donte?

Donte is Donte. He's disgusting.

But you were just so in love, like, a week ago.

Yeah. That was a week ago.

Thoughts change and people change.

I bought this top a week ago,

and I don't even like it anymore.

But how have you been feeling?

I got sick in class earlier.

- Really? - Yeah, I had to leave.

So... are you gonna tell him?

I don't know. Would you?

All he cares about is boxing.

I wouldn't trust guys like that.

What is that supposed to mean?

He's Donte. He does what he wants.

Yeah, but what about what I want?

Can I use the sink?

Not now.

Bitch.

It's gonna be simple as that. Plain blue and black.

And then, say, you got your "Queen City" on the back of that?

It's just gonna say‒ It's just gonna say my name.

- Mine might just be my initials on mine. - That's it?

It's gonna be like my trunks.

Simple. Feel me? People understand. Like, they'll know.

He knows everything.

By the time‒ By the time we're about to go out of town,

they should be shipping in, 'cause it'll only take five day‒

- Dang. I didn't even know you was coming. - It's okay.

I seen you up there dancing, Tiny.

Tell your friends to come turn up with us.

Man, shut up.

Lionesses be like, "I know how it go, man."

Hey. Hey.

Hey, hey.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

- Hey, hey. - Man.

He's outie.

Your girl's here.

He better hold that down.

Probably don't even know what he did.

What's up, bae?

You gonna do me like that though?

I told you I wanted you to go to the clinic with me.

You and this clinic stuff. You're trippin'.

You're coming with me right now.

So now you're trying to call me a ho?

You know what, Donte? Just get out. Go ahead. Go with your little friends.

You acting stupid. Go ahead. Go eat your pizza.

What you staring at?

Hey. Toni, right?

Yeah.

Maine's little sister?

Yeah.

Mind filling these up for me before practice?

Sure.

Hey, Guns. You got a tattoo yet?

It's Toni.

Yeah, but you got the muscles.

Let's give her the flower one.

This good?

I guess.

I'm Beezy, by the way. And that's Maia, Legs's sister.

Should be ready.

Hands go up!

Mouths go shut!

We should be practicing right now.

Y'all want to do a set of stairs?

No.

Sorry, Coach. I just‒ I need to get some water.

All right. Let's start with the clap-back stand.

Let's go!

Everyone spread out.

Face forward.

We're gonna go over stand three.

One more week, ladies.

One.

Keep going.

Do it again. Five, six, seven. Go.

- Do it again. Five, six, seven. Go. - Come on, ladies!

One.

Do it again.

Five, six, seven. Go.

One.

Do it again. Five, six, seven. Go.

Step. Go harder.

Is she okay?

Somebody call 911!

Somebody get her water!

I heard from Maia. They're keeping Legs overnight.

- Do they know what happened? - She didn't say.

- You got a ride? - Yeah. I got a ride.

Think she's gonna be back for competition?

I used to. I'm sure Legs has that on lockdown.

- Don't you think we should‒ - I can do it.

Legs taught me her stand routines the other day.

I can handle it, Diamond. Don't mess!

- Lionesses! - Watch me for the new steps.

The count's to eight. Five, six, seven, eight.

- April? April! - I like the blue.

- Hips? - Thirty-five.

- Bust? - Thirty-two.

- Pants? - Double zero.

- Waist? - Twenty-eight.

Latonia? Latonia.

Girl, you're straight as a nail.