POSE

First there was the Twist,

then the Mashed Potato, the Hustle.

In the '70s, everyone wanted to learn to dance like

John Travolta in Saturday Night Fever.

But in 1990,

all anyone wants to do is "Vogue."

Madonna's song, "Vogue," is in

its third week at number one on the pop charts,

And the once-obscure dance moves

popularized by the Material Girl's hit,

borrowed from New York's hidden ball culture,

are now truly "in fashion."

What's your name?

I'm Missy Thompson from Staten Island.

I work as an executive assistant and I started taking

the late ferry and having my husband order pizza

for dinner so I could stay in the city and take this class.

I've met girls from New Jersey and Scarsdale

and the Upper West Side, even.

And what do you think it...

That it is that's drawing all of you here?

Madonna!

If you're interested in learning how to Vogue,

classes are being taught at the YMCA

three days a week by resident experts.

But be sure to sign up early.

Channel 5 News is being told that most classes

are already full for the next four weeks.

Sue Simmons, Manhattan.

You got to help me.

Slow down. Looks like you about to have a heart attack.

I need you to add one more class this week.

I've kicked gangbangers off the basketball court

and shooed homeless men out of the pool, no problem.

But these bridge and tunnel bitches are terrifying.

- You better stop with that. - Honestly, Damon.

I've never seen anything like it.

- Hmm. - They can't get enough of you.

- Aw... - That little half-smile makes

- all the ladies drop they drawers. - Okay.

I am more than happy to add another class,

let's just make sure that everybody keeps their drawers

up, okay?

Five, six, seven,

eight. One. Two.

Three, four.

Crisper. Crisper.

Now, I need you to move

your arms as if they're swords.

They're swords, okay?

And knives, okay? Yes.

Right there. Uh-huh. Come on.

Step up to the front.

Five, six, seven, eight.

One, two.

Three.

Four. Word.

Clap it up, clap it up, clap it up!

Hey. Do you think you can

teach my husband to move his hips like you do?

- Is he black? - No.

Then sorry. No can do.

Oh... Oh.

- No, but good work. - You're hilarious.

Thank you. Thanks.- Good work. Good work, you guys.

- Thank you. - Excellent work.

Great work today.

Thanks. First time?

Was it that obvious?

Yes.

- Oh... - But,

you can get the hang of it, okay? Uh, you know.

The movements are pretty simple, it's just about gettin' it

- in your body. You know? - Now, I know that's not true.

You know, I'm not actually hereto learn how to dance.

I'm here for you.

I'm a scout.

I recruit dancers for concert tours.

There is an address on the back

of this card, be there at

9:00 a.m. on Saturday. I'm skipping you to the front

- of the line. - Uh, for what?

For your audition for Madonna's Blonde Ambition tour.

The category is...

Live...

Work...

Pose!

I told y'all this was gonna

be the year we break out.

First Miss Angel with her modeling

and now Damon on the road...

with Ma-fucking-Donna!

Oh, my God.

You gonna be a celebrity.

Like, bodyguards and everything.

I'm telling you, Mother's always right.

Thank you, daughter. No, but hold your horses.

It's just an audition.

You want me to be your manager like how I am with Angel?

I can manage the both of y'all.

You could be my second client.

What time's the audition?

Saturday, 9:00 in the morning.

Yo, how did you even hear about it?

One of the dancers from the Taylor Dane tour

introduced me to the talent scout.

So I showed her some dance moves

right there on the spot.

Didn't even shake her hand first, she told me she was

gonna jump me to the front of the line.

Boy, what's that mean, "the front of the line"?

It means that she already knows that I'm better

than all those other bitches auditioning.

They just dancers

copying what they've seen in the video.

Mm-hmm. I mean, this,

this is our life.

Yeah, you think Madonna's gonna be there?

I hear she likes Latin boys.

I don't know. But I hear she's really hands-on

- with everything. - I always thought,

given the opportunity,

that she and I would be

- best friends. - Me, too.

Please, like that specimen of perfection

would be desperately seeking to spend

a moment with any of you peasants.

That being said, if you do book this job,

I will be expecting an introduction.

I'll try to send you all a postcard from Cannes.

I've never in my life...

wanted something more than this.

I mean, forget Al B. Sure! Or Taylor Dane.

This is Madonna.

This is worldwide.

Even my mom and...

- dad may see this. - I'm so proud of you.

I am so proud of myself.

Look at the opportunities I've provided for my children.

What you're about to do is going to make this house

the most legendary of all times.

You know, it's nice to see you not depressed

- on that couch no more. - Uh, depressed?

Girl. I'm just stretching.

Enjoying that extra space

since them rug rats moved up out of there.

Now you know you can't fool your mother.

It's natural to miss someone even if that someone

is a low-down dog of a cheater.

Have you seen Ricky lately?

At a ball here and there.

- You know, I tried to talk to him. - Mm-hmm?

And he pretended like he didn't see me

and just walked away. I just don't understand

how you can love somebody and give them your heart and soul

and they just...

they just... get over you so easily.

I doubt that Ricky is over it.

He's just not showing it, that's all.

You don't get over your first love

that easy.

Ricky wasn't my first love.

Dance was.

I feel...

Feel like I'm falling in love all over again.

Now, see, that's my son.

An artist.

Using his heartbreak for work.

Do you really think...

I can be in Madonna's league?

Yes, I do.

I believe you got the talent and the energy

and all you need is a break.

Thank you.

Wait, hold on.

There's someone you got to talk to before you go

- to that audition. - Who?

- Helena. - No. No...

No. No, no, no, no, no. You know she's not gonna let me

drop a scholarship just to go dance behind

- some pop star. - That is her call,

but if she says no, you're staying in school.

You only got one semester until you graduate, Damon.

One.

Think about it.

Five, six, seven, eight.

Second break, step, step.

Mess around.

Step, step. Passé.

Step, step. Stag jump.

Table jump.

Straighten those legs on the jeté.

Come on, students. Get it together.

Damon, come over here.

Show the combination from the top.

Five, six, seven, eight.

And that is how you do it, class.

Try to keep up, dancers.

Five, six, seven, eight.

Oh, Helena, wait.