Ladies and gentlemen...
Ow!
Welcome to Degrassi's 60th Anniversary Gala.
I'm Zoë Rivas, and I'll be your host for this evening's showcase,
along with my handsome sidekick...
Uh, Winston?
I thought we talked about your little crush.
We can't let it interfere with the show.
Well, I guess you'll just have to kiss me. You know, diffuse the situation.
Oh, what's that gonna do?
It has to be a real kiss.
And then we kiss for real, the crowd goes wild, I make a joke
about your terrible breath, and the show begins!
Uh, next audition up is Esme Song.
Save yourself the trouble. The part's basically mine.
And you are?
Zoë Rivas, the girl who just nailed that audition.
Are you joking?
You looked like you'd rather walk on a bed of nails
than kiss Winnie the Chu.
All that matters is that Winston bought it,
which he did.
He's had the hots for me since, like, forever.
Forever was a long time ago.
Eyes up here, Zoë.
I can't really blame you. They are beautiful.
- Esme, are you ready? - May the best girl win.
Don't worry. She will.
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- Hey. - Hey.
So, Tristan thought that for the anniversary gala
I could arrange and perform a new version of the school song with Peter.
- Like, that mentor guy from your co-op? - Yeah, he used to go here.
- Uh, so instead of us, your actual band? - Well, that's what I said,
- but if you hear me out... - Okay.
What if our band performed with his band?
Hmm. Two generations of Degrassi bands. It could be cool.
I guess I could learn to get along with a couple more people.
Great, because I already told him yes.
- Oh, okay. - Everyone's gonna go bananas.
You know,
it takes real courage to dress like you're actively trying to repel male attention.
What did you just say to me?
I... I mean, it's commendable that you let your wardrobe tell everybody,
"I've got extreme damage."
You've got three seconds before I remove your face from your head.
- Three... - You should probably run.
Two...
Never too short to be an idiot.
- Hmm. - What?
Well...
you know, the black on black on black is kind of terrifying.
- "Terrifying"? - Whatever, whatever.
I think it's cool that you don't care about looking attractive to guys.
And on the plus side, you're always ready for a funeral.
Mmm, true.
Frankie's not racist, she's just white.
- There. No more olives for my boo. - Mmm.
Mmm.
Swipe. Swipe.
Dude, stop comparing every girl to Maya.
Whoa, here's a familiar face.
- I love that pic of me. - Why are you on Teendr?
- Uh, because it's fun? - But you're dating me.
I just use it to flirt with guys until they buy me pizza.
- Wait, that's actually a thing? - Uh, yeah.
Guys are dumb. They'll buy you anything if you ask right.
So another guy bought you this?
How does it feel to have another dude's pizza in your mouth?
This is against the relationship rules. You gotta delete the app.
Why are you making such a big deal out of this?
I'm not interested in other guys, just pizza.
But pizza is never just pizza.
You know what? Enjoy your olives.
What do you know about this Esme girl?
Nothing good. Why?
She was messing with me at the auditions, I think.
How?
- You believe I want to kiss guys, right? - Uh, next question.
I only liked Grace because I thought she liked me back.
So you're suffering from fatally low self-esteem?
Yeah, being gay is way better than that.
It's time I focused on non-romance-y things,
like landing this part and kicking butt at the gala.
I want to do something I'm good at.
And there's Winston's email now.
"Dear Auditionee, we regret to inform you that..."
I didn't get a callback.
I hear the knitting club is accepting new members.
Are you okay, Lo? You're not... talking.
When you're dating someone,
should you delete certain apps because your boyfriend wants you to?
- What? No way. - Definitely no.
Good. Then I'm keeping Teendr.
- Oh, Teendr? I change my answer. - Ooh. Me, too.
But I'm not doing anything wrong.
It's a dating app, and you're already dating someone.
So why do you actually want to keep it?
Can't I just want it without interior motives?
I think you mean "ulterior" motives.
Yes! You get it! Can this be a Feminist Club protest?
While I support your right to choose, even when it comes to apps,
this is a bit more nuanced.
Are you sure you don't just like it for the flirting?
I just like knowing that there are other guys out there.
What? Why?
In case things don't work out, duh.
Okay, it's your choice, but I get why Tiny's upset.
- Me, too. - So now you're on his side?
Maybe I should get relationship advice from girls who've, you know,
actually been in one.
Why didn't you give me a callback? Tell me, I can handle it.
- You weren't that funny? - Then write better jokes.
Plus, we don't have any believable on-stage chemistry.
That's ridiculous.
You've wanted a piece of this action since day one.
What?
Maybe forever ago, but... that's not even a thing anymore.
To host this thing, we need someone who can make the audience...
fall in love with them. Someone who's...
- magnetic. - I'm not magnetic?
Not like Esme is.
What did she do that I didn't?
She popped on stage.
She totally sold the whole sexual tension bit...
and you didn't.
Sorry.
Peter's already taught me so much at my internship.
Arranging a song with him is going to be un-freaking-real.
Do you think it's weird that I'm wearing black all the time?
I don't know. It's your style.
But do you think it pushes people away?
Oh, my God, is there a boy?
No. I just wonder if I'm missing out on experiences
because people assume things about me.
- Is this about what that dumb guy said? - And the fact that you and Jonah agreed
that I'm always ready for a funeral, or whatever.
Oh, I'm sorry, Grace. I didn't mean...
But maybe you're right.
I don't want people to not talk to me or...
think about me certain ways just because of how I look.
So there is a boy?
Okay, okay.
Well...
I mean, clothes definitely send a message, and to some, yours may say...
"Go away."
But, I mean, you're happy with who you are, right?
Right.
- I need to ask you something. - I have a test to cram for.
Wow!
So your reputation is totally accurate.
Show me how you auditioned.
Oh, don't be mad. We did say, "Let the best girl win."
Just show me.
Ladies and gentlemen, Degrassians and Degrassiettes,
I'm Esme Song and...
I can't convince you of my theatrical genius
if you don't look at me.
I thought we talked about this little crush.
Blah, blah, and then you say...
"You'll just have to kiss me."
Say it.
Uh... then you'll just have to kiss me.
And then you say...
It has to be a real kiss.
And that's when I pull you in close and then...
Whoa!
If you kissed Winston like that in the audition,
you would've gotten the part, for sure.
I have to go.
Hey, guys.
Whoa!
Come on, Tiny. We've got math.
Hold... Hold on, did you have a mental breakdown or something?
I... I think what Tiny means is... question mark?
- Go to hell. - Wait, are you seriously mad?
- Look, I'm sorry for laughing, dude. - Apology not accepted.
Look, I know we haven't talked much since I...
Cheated on Maya?
Look, if this is the new you... that's cool.
But the old you was awesome, too.
I'm not mad at you.
I'm mad at me, and I'm mad that I'm mad about it.
I think you just Inception-ed me.
I've just worked so hard not to let other people get to me about this stuff.
So... you're mad at yourself for caring what other people think?
Like...
what if I only push people away, and one day it's too late, and I...
You always do your own thing, and that's what I love about you.
Don't change unless it's for yourself.
How can you be such a huge jerk sometimes,
and say the exact right thing at other times?
It's my curse.
Does this mean we can still be friends?
Because I, like, totally miss you.
I mean, if you want.
Yeah, we can be friends again.
Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go deal with something.
- Uh-oh, who's the victim? - No one I can't handle.
I can't believe I kissed her.
- I can. - This doesn't mean anything.
Anyone can turn anyone on if they push the right buttons.
Tell me you haven't been a little bit curious about what it's like with a girl.
It'll be our secret.
Sorry. Nothing.
So, did you like it, the kiss?
Kissing is kissing. It feels good.
Yeah, especially when you're a lesbian and you're kissing a pretty girl.
I'm not a lesbian. I don't want to be.
Yeah, as you keep saying. But why not?
Because...
I never saw my life like that.
I always pictured a big wedding and kids and long hair.
What decade are you living in?
You can be gay and have all those things.
It just seems so hard.
What's so hard about being honest with yourself?
In my experience, it's much easier.
I don't want to have to be like you. I just want to be normal.
- Okay, I didn't mean... - Not cool.
Just because you're in the closet doesn't mean you get to be a homophobe.
Tris, I'm... I'm sorry. I didn't mean...
Just live in the closet all you want, but...
don't put your self-hatred on me.
Ow.
Can I see your phone?
- Are we talking? - You're my girl.
I'm not gonna stop talking to you just because you might be a little racist.
Why don't you have Teendr?
- Because I have a boyfriend. - And he made you delete it?
No, I did that myself.
- Tiny's mad I still have it. - I gathered.
Look, now that I'm with Jonah, I can't imagine being with anyone else.
He's kind of the only reason I'm getting through this whole mess.
But other guys remind me that there are other options.
- Why do you need other options? - For when Tiny breaks my heart.
Why do you think he's gonna do that?
Because that's how it goes. I'm not stupid.
Or maybe he won't.
You just have to take the leap and see what happens.
That's scary.
Too scary. I'd rather just get it over with.
I can't do this...
anymore. Sorry.
Wait, isn't that a little rash?
Better than letting myself care and then getting my heart stomped on.
Three, two, one.
If you're tired of feeling out of your element in math class,
sign up for peer tutoring.
Applications can be found in the Academic Advisement Center.
- Did you just dump me over text? - It's easier this way.
- Easier than what? - Everything!
- You're unbelievable. - Believe it!
Hey, have you seen Tristan?
Yeah, he was trying to get his Zoë Rivas voodoo doll to work.
So you heard. Great.
I need to find him and apologize.
Wait, what did Tristan tell you?
Enough for me to know it's none of my business.
I used to care what everyone thought about me, too.
Especially my dad.
- Then what happened? - Therapy, a whack of it.
Made me realize that if you care too much about what other people think,
- you just... end up hurting yourself. - Tell me about it.
The only people who matter to me now
are the people who actually like me for me.
Nobody likes me for me.
Well, it's funny you should mention that, actually.
You know... Winston really likes you.
He didn't even give me a callback.
I think he figured it'd be too weird working with you.
Listen, just forget other people's definitions.
Be the person you want to be.
I'm much better suited for the single life.
Yeah, you do seem happy.
The happiest. I've already found a replacement for Tiny.
He goes to some school across the city, so I won't get attached.
Hello, Anton.
- Wow, he sure looks like Tiny. - No, he doesn't.
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"Wanna grab a burger?" Mmm, not quite what I had in mind.
Can't. At school. Send me...
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Ew!
"Will you give me a 'pizza' that booty?" "Ew" seconded.
- Ugh! - He's definitely not funny like Tiny.
You know that feeling when you feel like you've made a huge mistake?
In theory.
I'm feeling it.
Boo!
You need some serious personality rehab, you know?
I... I...
You... you're a little puke? What exactly is your problem?
- I was negging you. - You were what?
"By insulting a woman you can undermine her self-confidence.
This will cause her to seek your approval
and make her more vulnerable to your advances."
This book is garbage.
If you want a girl to like you, talk to her like a human person!
- Is that what's happening right now? - Seriously? Seriously?
Whoo!
I suppose that was your doing?
Uh, yeah, she was awesome.
- Don't ever change. - Don't worry, I won't.
Can we just talk for one second? I need to tell you something!
Then text me.
Tiny Bell, I care more about you than any app!
And to prove it, I'm deleting Teendr right now.
Now will you talk to me?
This doesn't change anything.
Yes, it does. I don't need Teendr anymore.
How do I know you're not just gonna dump me out of nowhere again?
Because that's what I was afraid of. That you'd dump me.
So Teendr was, what, your foot out of the door?
Ever since my mom took off... I've been afraid of people leaving me.
Like, if I put all my eggs in your basket, what happens to me if you leave?
I just get hurt.
- I wasn't going anywhere. - Wait, I'm not done.
But then I realized that being afraid of making a connection was...
making me lose out on all kinds of amazing stuff.
Like being with you.
So, I'd really like to take back that stupid breakup text. Please?
I mean... if you want that.
- So what, I'm the second course? - Anton?
You ordered another pizza?
He's the last guy. Haven't you heard of delivery?
- You Teendr girls are all the same. - Excuse me?
You should go.
Oh, my God!
Hey! Hey! Hey, hey, hey!
What is going on here?
Hey! Get back...
To the office. Now!
- I was hoping I'd find you here. - Zoë.
Uh, hey. We're kind of done here, and you can't really crash the callbacks.
I'm...
sorry I freaked out on you.
Uh... okay.
I thought getting involved with the gala would be a positive outlet.
Miles said you like me.
- I'm gonna have to have a word with him. - Why?
I mean... why do you like me?
Because you're awesome.
You're smart, funny. You don't take any crap.
And it doesn't hurt that you're really, really pretty.
You're basically, like, the perfect girl and I...
What did you do that for?
Because we like each other?
So, are you my... girlfriend now?
Yeah.
Aw! I'm so sorry you got in trouble. This is all my fault.
No, it's not. You didn't sucker punch me.
But what happened? Did they interrogate you?
I got suspended. Zero tolerance on fighting.
But you were just defending me.
And I'd do it again.
Oh.
I'll have to escort you off the school property now.
Principal Simpson, you can't do this!
Tiny didn't even start it! He was attacked!
- I'm sorry, Lola, but rules are rules. - Then the rules are wrong!
I'll fix this, baby! I don't know how, but I will.
This show is gonna be epic, so we need tons of rehearsals.
Winston, I was looking for you.
Uh, Esme, I was about to email you.
Pardon, we're busy scheduling our emcee rehearsals.
What? The two of you?
I managed to convince Winston that I was right for the part after all.
Thanks for the suggestion.
I'm sure you'll do great.
She'll recover.
Crap. Uh, I forgot my script.
I have to go grab it from my locker. One sec.
Before you say anything, I'm sorry about what I said earlier.
Sure, whatevs, apology accepted.
Winston? Winston who's a boy, not a girl?
I'm not about labels.
I'm going to be the person that I want to be.
And the person you want to be is... Mrs. Winston Chu?
He likes the best version of me, and that's what's going to make me happy.
Okay, I just had a brainwave.
How do you guys feel about Degrassi Cheerleaders: A Retrospective?
That sounds awesome. I love it.
And it'll totally complement the whole Degrassi school dance theme.
- It's gonna be so bad. - All right.
Oh, we're planning on having, like, Degrassi...
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