1. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.Copy !req
2. No. Stay.Copy !req
3. What's your name?Copy !req
4. Andrew Neiman, sir.Copy !req
5. What year are you?Copy !req
6. I'm first year.Copy !req
7. - Do you know who I am?
- Yes, sir.Copy !req
8. So you know I'm looking for players.Copy !req
9. Yes, sir.Copy !req
10. Then why did you stop playing?Copy !req
11. Did I ask you to start playing?Copy !req
12. - Sorry, I...
- I asked why you stopped playing...Copy !req
13. and your answer was to turn
into a wind-up monkey.Copy !req
14. - Sorry, I thought...
- Show me your rudiments.Copy !req
15. Yes, sir.Copy !req
16. Double-time swing.Copy !req
17. No, double-time. Double it.Copy !req
18. Faster. Faster.Copy !req
19. Oopsy-daisy.Copy !req
20. Forgot my jacket.Copy !req
21. - No Swedish Fish?
- No, not today.Copy !req
22. Thanks.Copy !req
23. - You okay?
- Yeah.Copy !req
24. Yeah. Well, I don't know.
He saw me play today.Copy !req
25. And?Copy !req
26. Well, you got plenty of options still.Copy !req
27. - What does that mean?
- Just...Copy !req
28. - Other options?
- Just, you know...Copy !req
29. It's just life.Copy !req
30. Listen, when you get to be my age,
you get perspective.Copy !req
31. I don't want perspective.Copy !req
32. Sorry.Copy !req
33. All right.Copy !req
34. I don't want the Raisinets.Copy !req
35. Why didn't you say that?Copy !req
36. I just eat around them.Copy !req
37. I don't understand you.Copy !req
38. Bye. I'll see you later. Bye.Copy !req
39. My man, Ry. Oh, shit.Copy !req
40. How you feeling, man?Copy !req
41. It's been too long. Been too long.Copy !req
42. Things were hurting
with Neiman on the kits.Copy !req
43. Come on, man.Copy !req
44. - What?
- He's fine.Copy !req
45. - If you say so. Good seeing you.
- Yeah.Copy !req
46. Yo, looking good.Copy !req
47. - Hey.
- What's up?Copy !req
48. - Good weekend?
- Yeah, real good.Copy !req
49. - Yeah?
- Yeah. Lot of fun.Copy !req
50. Nice.Copy !req
51. Hey, don't worry about Greg.
Kid's a dick.Copy !req
52. - No big deal.
- Good morning, everybody.Copy !req
53. Good morning, everybody.Copy !req
54. - Good morning.
- All right.Copy !req
55. Let's do "Billy Zane" from the top, yes?
Yes?Copy !req
56. - How's that? Good?
- Little right.Copy !req
57. - One, two, three...
- Okay.Copy !req
58. Wait.Copy !req
59. All right, let's do reeds, yeah?Copy !req
60. - Three.
- Yo, Ryan.Copy !req
61. Watch it.Copy !req
62. Yeah.Copy !req
63. Accent, yeah...Copy !req
64. - Not today.
- Big on the bottom. Put some sugar on it.Copy !req
65. You embarrass yourself
like what's-his-face.Copy !req
66. That was truly pathetic.Copy !req
67. Shofl.Copy !req
68. All right. All right.Copy !req
69. That's enough of that. Just back
to the core drums, please.Copy !req
70. Core players, let's go.Copy !req
71. Dude,
what have you been practicing?Copy !req
72. May I?Copy !req
73. Cute.Copy !req
74. Down the line.
Trumpets, bars seven and eight.Copy !req
75. Three, four.Copy !req
76. Three, four.Copy !req
77. Okay. All right.Copy !req
78. Trombone, bar 24. The and of two.Copy !req
79. Maybe not.Copy !req
80. Tenor, let's start the pickup to 11.Copy !req
81. Three, four.Copy !req
82. Same spot. Three, four.Copy !req
83. Okay. All right.Copy !req
84. You're in the first chair.
Let's see if it's because you're cute.Copy !req
85. Three, four.Copy !req
86. Yep. That's why.Copy !req
87. Drums.
Let's hear a little double-time swing.Copy !req
88. Behind.Copy !req
89. Same thing.Copy !req
90. Bass, five bars of "Donna Lee."Copy !req
91. All right.Copy !req
92. Drums, with me.Copy !req
93. Thank you, Joe.Copy !req
94. No, no, no. Other drums.Copy !req
95. Room B-16 tomorrow morning,
6:00 a.m. Don't be late.Copy !req
96. All right, everybody, from the top.Copy !req
97. A-one, two, three...Copy !req
98. - Hey.
- How are you?Copy !req
99. - Good. How are you?
- Good, thanks.Copy !req
100. Good.Copy !req
101. - The usual? You want, like...?
- No.Copy !req
102. Look, I don't really know how...Copy !req
103. I see you in here a lot, and I think
that you're really pretty and...Copy !req
104. Would you wanna go out with me
ever?Copy !req
105. Please go away.Copy !req
106. - Oh, God.
- Get out.Copy !req
107. - I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.
- I'm just messing with you.Copy !req
108. - I'm messing with you.
- What? Oh, my God.Copy !req
109. I'm sorry.Copy !req
110. - That's actually pretty mean.
- That should've... I'm sorry.Copy !req
111. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings.Copy !req
112. - What's your name?
- It's okay. No big deal.Copy !req
113. Oh, I'm Andrew.Copy !req
114. - Andrew.
- Yeah.Copy !req
115. - I'm Nicole.
- Nice to meet you, Nicole.Copy !req
116. Nice to meet you too.Copy !req
117. - So you wanna take me out.
- I would love to take you out.Copy !req
118. - Where do you wanna go?
- Pizza.Copy !req
119. - Pizza.
- Yeah.Copy !req
120. - I like pizza.
- Yeah, I know this great pizza place.Copy !req
121. Cool. Okay, well...Copy !req
122. I get off at 7 on Monday.Copy !req
123. - Okay.
- You wanna meet here?Copy !req
124. - Okay. Yeah. I will.
- Yeah.Copy !req
125. Great.Copy !req
126. Okay. Seven o'clock?Copy !req
127. - Here.
- At 7 p.m.Copy !req
128. - Monday. Andrew.
- All right.Copy !req
129. - Bye.
- Bye.Copy !req
130. It's not that bad. She's a go-go dancer.
Could've did porn, she chose not to.Copy !req
131. - That make it better?
- Yeah, little bit.Copy !req
132. - That's classier.
- I can deal with that.Copy !req
133. Bitch had a foot fetish or something.Copy !req
134. - This is good.
- You get on that?Copy !req
135. That's it.Copy !req
136. You are fucking kidding me.Copy !req
137. - You the new alternate?
- Yeah. I'm Andrew Neiman.Copy !req
138. Tune the set to B-flat,
then turn my pages.Copy !req
139. Sure.Copy !req
140. Excuse me. Could I get a B-flat?Copy !req
141. Thank you.Copy !req
142. Sorry. Can you...? Just one more time?Copy !req
143. That's a great kit.Copy !req
144. I play the new cymbals now.Copy !req
145. Milk the cunt!Copy !req
146. We got a squeaker today, people.
Neiman.Copy !req
147. Nineteen years old. Isn't he cute?Copy !req
148. All right, gang, "Whiplash."Copy !req
149. Page-Page!Copy !req
150. Barker, that is not your boyfriend's dick.
Do not come early.Copy !req
151. Bar 93.Copy !req
152. Five, six, and...Copy !req
153. Stop.Copy !req
154. Now, this one really upsets me.
We have an out-of-tune player here.Copy !req
155. Before I continue, would that player
care to identify himself?Copy !req
156. No?Copy !req
157. Okay, maybe a bug flew in my ear.Copy !req
158. One-fifteen.Copy !req
159. Five, six, and...Copy !req
160. No. My ears are fine.Copy !req
161. We definitely have
an out-of-tune player.Copy !req
162. Whoever it is, this is your last chance.Copy !req
163. And there it went.Copy !req
164. Now, either you are deliberately
playing out of tune...Copy !req
165. and sabotaging my band...Copy !req
166. or you don't know
you're out of tune...Copy !req
167. which I'm afraid is even worse.Copy !req
168. Reeds.Copy !req
169. Five, six, and...Copy !req
170. Bones.Copy !req
171. Five, six, and...Copy !req
172. He's here.Copy !req
173. Tell me it's not you, Elmer Fudd.Copy !req
174. It's okay. Play.Copy !req
175. Do you think you're out of tune?Copy !req
176. There's no fucking Mars bar down there.
What are you looking at?Copy !req
177. Look up here. Look at me.Copy !req
178. Do you think you're out of tune?Copy !req
179. Yes.Copy !req
180. Then why the fuck didn't you say so?Copy !req
181. I've carried your fat ass for too long.Copy !req
182. I won't have you
cost us a competition...Copy !req
183. because your mind's on a Happy Meal
instead of on pitch.Copy !req
184. Jackson, congratulations,
you're fourth chair.Copy !req
185. Metz, why are you still sitting there?
Get the fuck out!Copy !req
186. For the record, Metz wasn't out of tune.
You were, Erickson.Copy !req
187. But he didn't know...Copy !req
188. and that's bad enough.Copy !req
189. All right, take 10.
When we get back, the squeaker's on.Copy !req
190. Two, two, three.
Two, two, three.Copy !req
191. If he put half the effort
into playing the trombone...Copy !req
192. Andrew.Copy !req
193. - Parents musicians?
- No.Copy !req
194. - What do they do?
- My dad's a writer.Copy !req
195. What's he written?Copy !req
196. I guess he's more of a teacher, really.Copy !req
197. - College?
- Pennington High School.Copy !req
198. - Your mother, what does she do?
- I don't know. She left when I was a baby.Copy !req
199. No musicians in the family?Copy !req
200. You just gotta listen
to the greats, then.Copy !req
201. Buddy Rich, Jo Jones...Copy !req
202. You know, Charlie Parker
became Bird...Copy !req
203. because Jones threw a cymbal
at his head.Copy !req
204. See what I'm saying?Copy !req
205. Listen, the key is to just relax.Copy !req
206. Don't worry about the numbers.Copy !req
207. Don't worry about what
other guys are thinking.Copy !req
208. You're here for a reason.Copy !req
209. You believe that, right?Copy !req
210. Yeah.Copy !req
211. Say it.Copy !req
212. I'm here for a reason.Copy !req
213. Cool.Copy !req
214. All right, man. Have fun.Copy !req
215. All right, gang, "Whiplash."Copy !req
216. A little under tempo, okay?
Neiman, just do your best.Copy !req
217. Here we go.Copy !req
218. Five, six, and...Copy !req
219. Let's hear some fills.Copy !req
220. We got Buddy Rich here.Copy !req
221. A little trouble there.
Just pick it up at 17.Copy !req
222. Ready?Copy !req
223. Five, six, and...Copy !req
224. Not quite my tempo.Copy !req
225. Here we go.Copy !req
226. Five, six, and...Copy !req
227. Downbeat on 18. Okay? Here we go.Copy !req
228. Five, six, and...Copy !req
229. Bar 17, the and of four.Copy !req
230. Got it?Copy !req
231. Five, six, seven...Copy !req
232. Not quite my tempo.
It's all good. No worries. Here we go.Copy !req
233. Five, six, seven...Copy !req
234. You're rushing. Here we go.Copy !req
235. Five... Ready? Okay.Copy !req
236. Five, six, and...Copy !req
237. Dragging just a hair.Copy !req
238. Wait for my cue.Copy !req
239. Five, six, seven...Copy !req
240. Rushing. Five, six, and...Copy !req
241. Dragging. Five, six, and...Copy !req
242. Why do you suppose I just hurled
a chair at your head, Neiman?Copy !req
243. - I don't know.
- Sure you do.Copy !req
244. - The tempo?
- Were you rushing or dragging?Copy !req
245. I don't know.Copy !req
246. - Start.
- Five, six, seven...Copy !req
247. In four, damn it. Look at me.Copy !req
248. One, two, three, four.Copy !req
249. One, two, three, four.
One, two, three...Copy !req
250. Now, was I rushing or was I dragging?Copy !req
251. - I don't know.
- Count again.Copy !req
252. One, two, three, four.
One, two, three, four.Copy !req
253. - One, two, three, four.
- Rushing or dragging?Copy !req
254. - Rushing.
- So you do know the difference.Copy !req
255. If you deliberately sabotage my band...Copy !req
256. I will fuck you like a pig.Copy !req
257. Now, are you a rusher...Copy !req
258. or are you a dragger...Copy !req
259. or are you gonna be
on my fucking time?Copy !req
260. I'm gonna be on your time.Copy !req
261. - What does that say?
- "Quarter note equals 215."Copy !req
262. - Count me a 215.
- One, two, three, four.Copy !req
263. - One, two, three, four.
- Jesus Christ.Copy !req
264. I didn't know they allowed retards. Am I to
understand that you cannot read tempo?Copy !req
265. - Can you even read music? What's that?
- Eighth note.Copy !req
266. - Yes. What is that?
- Dotted 16th note.Copy !req
267. Sight-read measure 101.Copy !req
268. What, are you in a fucking a cappella
group? Play the goddamn kit.Copy !req
269. Stop. Now answer my question.Copy !req
270. Were you rushing
or were you dragging?Copy !req
271. - Answer!
- Rushing.Copy !req
272. Oh, my dear God.Copy !req
273. Are you one of those
single-tear people?Copy !req
274. Do I look like a double fucking rainbow
to you? You must be upset.Copy !req
275. - Are you upset?
- No.Copy !req
276. No? So you just don't give a shit?Copy !req
277. - I do give a shit.
- So are you upset? Yes or fucking no?Copy !req
278. Yes, you are upset.Copy !req
279. Yeah.Copy !req
280. - Say it.
- I'm upset.Copy !req
281. Say it so the whole band can hear you.Copy !req
282. - I'm upset.
- Louder.Copy !req
283. - I'm upset.
- Louder!Copy !req
284. I'm upset.Copy !req
285. You are a worthless, friendless,
faggot-lipped piece of shit...Copy !req
286. whose Mommy left Daddy when she
figured out he wasn't Eugene O'Neill.Copy !req
287. Who's now weeping and slobbering
all over my drum set...Copy !req
288. like a fucking 9-year-old girl.Copy !req
289. So for the final father-fucking time...Copy !req
290. say it louder!
- I'm upset!Copy !req
291. Carl.Copy !req
292. Start practicing harder, Neiman.Copy !req
293. "Whiplash," bar 125.Copy !req
294. Big-boy tempo.Copy !req
295. Five, six, and...Copy !req
296. This place is nice.Copy !req
297. Yeah. I really like the music
that they play.Copy !req
298. - I mean, the food's good too, but...
- No, the pizza's really good.Copy !req
299. "When I Wake."Copy !req
300. - What?
- That's the name of the song.Copy !req
301. Jackie Hill, July 17th, 1938.Copy !req
302. Bob Ellis on the drums.Copy !req
303. Every time I saw you at the theater,
your eyes were glued to the floor.Copy !req
304. Really?Copy !req
305. My dad says that I have...
I have trouble making eye contact.Copy !req
306. My parents like to criticize me too.Copy !req
307. Growing up, my mom said
I had a really big chin...Copy !req
308. that's why guys wouldn't like me.Copy !req
309. - Really? You don't.
- Yeah.Copy !req
310. Well, she said my dad cursed me
with one.Copy !req
311. It's like Jay Leno. Look.Copy !req
312. - No, it's not.
- Yeah, it is.Copy !req
313. - I don't... I don't think so at all.
- Well, that's nice.Copy !req
314. Your Chin's very nice. Very nice.Copy !req
315. Your morn sounds insane.Copy !req
316. She did wanna be an actress
when she was my age.Copy !req
317. - What about you?
- What about me?Copy !req
318. What do you do?Copy !req
319. I go to Fordham.Copy !req
320. What do you study?Copy !req
321. I don't have a major yet.Copy !req
322. - But, like, what do you want to study?
- I don't really know.Copy !req
323. I don't know yet.Copy !req
324. So Fordham
was just like a random school?Copy !req
325. No, I applied to a bunch of schools,
Fordham let me in.Copy !req
326. - Why'd you pick Shaffer?
- It's the best music school in the country.Copy !req
327. Well, Fordham was Fordham.Copy !req
328. I don't love it there, to be honest.Copy !req
329. - No?
- No.Copy !req
330. I...Copy !req
331. I don't know. I guess it's just the people.
I don't know if they like me very much.Copy !req
332. I'm from Arizona,
and I think they can see it.Copy !req
333. - I feel the same about people at Shaffer.
- Yeah?Copy !req
334. Yeah. I don't think they like me
too much.Copy !req
335. But I don't... I don't...Copy !req
336. I don't care too much.
I think it just... It changes.Copy !req
337. You know, people change
and things work out.Copy !req
338. No, no, I know, I know.Copy !req
339. I just...Copy !req
340. I feel really homesick sometimes.Copy !req
341. I don't know.Copy !req
342. It kind of pisses me off
when people pretend like they're not.Copy !req
343. In college, you know?Copy !req
344. Maybe I'm literally the only one,
I don't know.Copy !req
345. I still go to the movies with my dad.Copy !req
346. - Hey. How are you, man?
- Good to see you.Copy !req
347. And please, is this really Eva?Copy !req
348. Last time I saw you,
you were very tiny.Copy !req
349. Are you playing an instrument yet?Copy !req
350. She started piano last week.Copy !req
351. When you're a big college kid,
will you come play in my band?Copy !req
352. - Would you like that?
- Be my piano player?Copy !req
353. Excellent. Give me five, baby.Copy !req
354. - All right. Great to see you.
- Great seeing you.Copy !req
355. - See you after the show.
- Absolutely.Copy !req
356. Cheers.Copy !req
357. Listen up, Cocksuckers.Copy !req
358. Hurry the fuck up. Get your music.Copy !req
359. "Irene" only. Set one.
Rhythm section out first.Copy !req
360. The kit is a fucking tonal catastrophe.
Get it in tune, all right?Copy !req
361. Rhythm and soloists, bar 45.Copy !req
362. We're gonna pick up the tempo.Copy !req
363. Bar 106, brass, do not forget
we sharp that ninth.Copy !req
364. Everybody remember,
Lincoln Center use these competitions...Copy !req
365. to decide who they're interested in
and who they're not.Copy !req
366. I'm not gonna have my reputation
in that department tarnished...Copy !req
367. by a bunch of limp-dick, sour-note...Copy !req
368. flatter-than-their-girlfriends,
flexible-tempo dips hits.Copy !req
369. One more thing. Give me that.Copy !req
370. If I ever find one of these
lying around again...Copy !req
371. I swear to fucking God,
I will stop being so polite.Copy !req
372. Get the fuck out of my sight
before I demolish you.Copy !req
373. Stage right, in order, now.Copy !req
374. I can still fucking see you, Mini-Me!Copy !req
375. Let's go. Hurry the fuck up. Let's go.Copy !req
376. The Shaffer Conservatory
Studio Band.Copy !req
377. Hold on to this for the second set.Copy !req
378. He's dumb but he's not stupid.Copy !req
379. At the end of the day, he wants a career,
as dumb as he is.Copy !req
380. Fudd has a chance of getting put back in,
so why would he jeopardize that?Copy !req
381. - I need to look at the music.
- It's right here.Copy !req
382. - Why isn't it on you?
- Where's the folder?Copy !req
383. - You're joking. You're fucking around?
No...Copy !req
384. I swear I had it here two seconds ago.
It's gotta be around here.Copy !req
385. - Did you see...?
- How could you be so stupid?Copy !req
386. - I know. Maybe a janitor came by.
- A janitor?Copy !req
387. Find the fucking folder!
A fucking janitor?Copy !req
388. You're a dumb fuck! A dumb fuck!Copy !req
389. - Find the folder!
- Okay, I'm sorry.Copy !req
390. TannedCopy !req
391. Jesus fucking Christ,
where have you been?Copy !req
392. - We have an issue.
- Okay, now is not the time.Copy !req
393. I gave Neiman the folder
and Neiman lost it.Copy !req
394. - Neiman lost it.
- Yes, sir.Copy !req
395. The folder was your responsibility.Copy !req
396. Why would you give it to Neiman?
Right?Copy !req
397. Give a calculator to a retard,
he's gonna turn on a TV with it.Copy !req
398. - Get your sticks, get your ass on-stage.
- I... I can't.Copy !req
399. You can't?Copy !req
400. I... I can't go on-stage.
I don't know the charts by heart.Copy !req
401. - Are you fucking kidding me?
- I... You know this.Copy !req
402. I need the music.
It's my memory, I need visual cues.Copy !req
403. - Visual cues.
- Yes. It's a medical...Copy !req
404. A medical condition?
What, are you Sanjay Gupta?Copy !req
405. Play the goddamn music.Copy !req
406. - I can't.
- I can.Copy !req
407. - You know "Whiplash" by heart?
- Yes. Every measure.Copy !req
408. All right. Well, you better fucking hope
your memory doesn't fail you.Copy !req
409. I hope you play it a lot better
than you did last month.Copy !req
410. I do not intend to start losing.Copy !req
411. Get your sticks and get your ass
on-stage. On-stage!Copy !req
412. And in first place...Copy !req
413. Shaffer Conservatory.Copy !req
414. Hey.
Don't fucking touch my folder, man.Copy !req
415. Do not touch this kit.Copy !req
416. All right, let's get to work, ladies.Copy !req
417. Tanner, what you doing? It's core only.
I don't have time for alternates.Copy !req
418. "Cherokee." From the top.Copy !req
419. Tanner, are you a fucking statue?
Let's go. Get off the stool.Copy !req
420. Don't forget to turn Neiman's pages.
Here we go.Copy !req
421. One, two, three, four.
Two, two, three, four.Copy !req
422. What did you do to your hand?Copy !req
423. - Is that from drumming?
- Yeah. It's nothing.Copy !req
424. So how's it going
with the Studio Band?Copy !req
425. Good.Copy !req
426. Yeah, I think he likes me more now.Copy !req
427. And his opinion means a lot to you,
doesn't it?Copy !req
428. Yeah.Copy !req
429. Wanna grab the shakers?Copy !req
430. Jimbo? Overcooked.Copy !req
431. You can barely chew this.Copy !req
432. - He just laughs.
- So how's the drumming going, Andy?Copy !req
433. Yeah, it's going really well.
I'm the new core drummer, so...Copy !req
434. - Hey.
- Congratulations.Copy !req
435. Torn Brady.Copy !req
436. - Did you hear, Jim?
- No, what?Copy !req
437. - Trav got named this year's MVP.
- That's fantastic, Travis.Copy !req
438. Yeah, and Dustin is heading up
Model UN...Copy !req
439. soon to be Rhodes Scholar
and who knows what else.Copy !req
440. And Jim, teacher of the year.Copy !req
441. - Well, hey, listen...
- I mean, come on.Copy !req
442. The talent at this table,
that is stunning.Copy !req
443. - And Andy, with your drumming.
- It's going okay, Andy?Copy !req
444. Yeah, it's going really,
really well, actually.Copy !req
445. I'm part of Shaffer's
top jazz orchestra...Copy !req
446. which means
it's the best in the country.Copy !req
447. And I'm a core member...Copy !req
448. so I'll start playing in competitions.
I just...Copy !req
449. I found out I'm the youngest person
in the band.Copy !req
450. How do you know who wins in
a music competition? Isn't it subjective?Copy !req
451. - No.
- Does the studio get you a job?Copy !req
452. It's not an actual studio.Copy !req
453. It's the name of the ensemble,
but it's a big step forward in my career.Copy !req
454. I'm so glad you figured it out.
It's a nasty business, I am sure.Copy !req
455. Hey, are you gonna tell them
about your game this week'?Copy !req
456. - Living up to your title.
- I scored a 93-yard touchdown.Copy !req
457. School record, school record.Copy !req
458. - Is that true? That's fantastic.
- It's Division Three.Copy !req
459. It's Carlton football. It's not even
Division Two, it's Division Three.Copy !req
460. - You got any friends, Andy?
- No.Copy !req
461. - Oh, why is that?
- I don't know. I never saw the use.Copy !req
462. Who are you gonna play with otherwise?
Lennon and McCartney were buddies.Copy !req
463. Charlie Parker didn't know anybody
till Jo Jones threw a cymbal at his head.Copy !req
464. That's your idea of success?Copy !req
465. Being the greatest musician of the 20th
century is anybody's idea of success.Copy !req
466. Dying broke and drunk
and full of heroin...Copy !req
467. at the age of 34
is not my idea of success.Copy !req
468. I'd rather die drunk, broke at 34
and have people talk about me...Copy !req
469. than live to be rich and sober at 90
and nobody remember who I was.Copy !req
470. But your friends will remember you,
that's the point.Copy !req
471. None of us were friends
with Charlie Parker. That's the point.Copy !req
472. Travis and Dustin, they have plenty
of friends and plenty of purpose.Copy !req
473. They'll make great
school board presidents.Copy !req
474. You think you're better than us?Copy !req
475. - Catch on quick. Are you in Model UN?
- I got a reply for you.Copy !req
476. You think Carlton football is a joke?
Come play with us.Copy !req
477. Four words you will never hear
from the NFL.Copy !req
478. - Who wants dessert?
- Heard from Lincoln Center?Copy !req
479. Okay, get out of here. Pick up the new
chart by the door on your way out.Copy !req
480. Rehearsal 9 p.m. Sharp tonight.
That's how long you have to learn it.Copy !req
481. Neiman. Stick around a minute.Copy !req
482. See the tempo marking on there?Copy !req
483. "Quarter note equals 330."Copy !req
484. That is a double-time swing.Copy !req
485. - That's what got you in here, right?
- Oh, yeah.Copy !req
486. As fate would have it,
I recently stumbled across another kid...Copy !req
487. in the practice room
working on his double-time swing.Copy !req
488. So I'm gonna give him a shot.Copy !req
489. - Am I late?
- Perfect timing.Copy !req
490. Come on in, Connolly.Copy !req
491. - You two know each other, right?
- Yeah, Nassau band.Copy !req
492. What's up, Andrew?Copy !req
493. I've made Neiman a temporary core,
but with this competition coming up...Copy !req
494. I just wanna make very sure
this chart is in the best shape it can be.Copy !req
495. Yeah, this one right here, right?Copy !req
496. I gave Connolly the chart this morning.Copy !req
497. All I wanna do is give you both
a crack at it, all right?Copy !req
498. So, Neiman, go ahead,
jump on the kit, take it from the top.Copy !req
499. Okay.Copy !req
500. I don't want you to worry about hits now.
Just tempo, okay?Copy !req
501. All set?Copy !req
502. One, two...Copy !req
503. Not quite my tempo. Connolly.Copy !req
504. - I can take it from the top.
- Connolly, go ahead.Copy !req
505. - I can do...
- No. We'll go with Connolly now.Copy !req
506. Hey, do you mind?Copy !req
507. Okay, man, ready?Copy !req
508. One and two and...Copy !req
509. - Perfect, Connolly.
- Oh, my God.Copy !req
510. See, this to me
is the beauty of Studio Band.Copy !req
511. You walk in here an alternate,
you could be the new core.Copy !req
512. - Oh, my God, are you serious?
- Thanks.Copy !req
513. That shit?Copy !req
514. Fletcher.Copy !req
515. Thanks, man. Here you go.Copy !req
516. Don't worry about Fletcher.
He's more bark than bite.Copy !req
517. Hey, look, you...
I can play these charts.Copy !req
518. - Now is not the time, I swear to God.
- I can play it, okay?Copy !req
519. I said not now!
If you want the fucking part, earn it.Copy !req
520. I'm just gonna lay it out there.Copy !req
521. This is why I don't think
we should be together.Copy !req
522. And I've thought about it a lot,
and this is what's gonna happen.Copy !req
523. I'm gonna keep pursuing
what I'm pursuing.Copy !req
524. Because I'm doing that,
it's gonna take up my time.Copy !req
525. I'm not gonna be able
to spend time with you.Copy !req
526. Even when I do,
I'm gonna be thinking about drumming.Copy !req
527. About jazz, my charts. Because of that,
you're gonna start to resent me.Copy !req
528. You're gonna tell me to ease up on
the drumming, spend more time with you.Copy !req
529. I'm not gonna be able to do that. I'll start
to resent you for even asking me to stop.Copy !req
530. We're just gonna start to hate each other.
It's gonna be ugly.Copy !req
531. And so for those reasons...Copy !req
532. I'd rather just, you know,
break it off clean.Copy !req
533. Because I wanna be great.Copy !req
534. And you're not?Copy !req
535. I wanna be one of the greats.Copy !req
536. And I would stop you from doing that?Copy !req
537. Yeah.Copy !req
538. You know I would stop you
from doing that?Copy !req
539. You know that for a fact?Copy !req
540. Yes.Copy !req
541. And I'd barely see you anyway?Copy !req
542. - Yeah.
- When I see you, you'd treat me like shit...Copy !req
543. because I'm some girl
who doesn't know what she wants.Copy !req
544. You have a path, you're going
to be great, I'm gonna be forgotten...Copy !req
545. and you won't be able
to give me the time of day...Copy !req
546. because you have bigger things
to pursue.Copy !req
547. That's exactly my point.Copy !req
548. What the fuck is wrong with you?Copy !req
549. You're right.
We should not be dating.Copy !req
550. I'm okay. Thanks.Copy !req
551. Fuck! Fuck!Copy !req
552. Fucking piece of shit!Copy !req
553. Fuck you!Copy !req
554. Fuck!Copy !req
555. Fucking piece of shit! Come on!Copy !req
556. Sorry, we have a new player.
Ryan Connolly.Copy !req
557. I'm sorry.Copy !req
558. Guys, just put your instruments
down for a minute.Copy !req
559. Just listen for a minute.Copy !req
560. Six years ago...Copy !req
561. I came across a kid in a practice room
working on his scales.Copy !req
562. He was early second year and he'd
started at Shaffer with a lot of hope.Copy !req
563. Like all you guys.Copy !req
564. But the truth was that he barely
squeaked in to begin with...Copy !req
565. and he was really struggling.Copy !req
566. The faculty were all telling him,
"Maybe this isn't for you."Copy !req
567. But they didn't see what I saw.Copy !req
568. This scared, skinny kid...Copy !req
569. cursing himself
because he couldn't get his scales right.Copy !req
570. I saw a drive in him.Copy !req
571. And I put him in Studio Band.Copy !req
572. And when he graduated...Copy !req
573. Marsalis made him third trumpet
at Lincoln Center.Copy !req
574. A year later, he was first.Copy !req
575. That's who you're listening to now.Copy !req
576. His name was Sean Casey.Copy !req
577. I found out this morning...Copy !req
578. that Sean...Copy !req
579. died yesterday...Copy !req
580. in a car accident.Copy !req
581. And I just...Copy !req
582. I wanted you guys to know
he was a beautiful player.Copy !req
583. I just thought you should know.Copy !req
584. I'm sorry.Copy !req
585. Okay.Copy !req
586. Let's get to work, huh?
How about "Caravan," bar 105?Copy !req
587. Two bars for free.Copy !req
588. One and two and...Copy !req
589. It's not quite right, Connolly.Copy !req
590. I'd like to try Neiman on this.Copy !req
591. Maybe now's the time
for Neiman to earn the part.Copy !req
592. One and two and...Copy !req
593. Nope, I guess not. Tanner?Copy !req
594. One and two and...Copy !req
595. Motherfucker!Copy !req
596. Connolly,
get your ass back on the kit.Copy !req
597. We will stay here for as long as it takes
until one of you faggots can play in time.Copy !req
598. One and two and...Copy !req
599. Looks like that might be all night.
Neiman.Copy !req
600. One and two and...Copy !req
601. Not my fucking tempo!Copy !req
602. Sorry, guys.
Hate to put you through this.Copy !req
603. If you need to fucking take a dump
or get a coffee...Copy !req
604. whatever,
now might be a good time.Copy !req
605. We're gonna stay until I find a drummer
who can fucking play in time.Copy !req
606. I apologize to the musicians.Copy !req
607. Seriously, take 10, 20,
a fucking hour.Copy !req
608. You hear me, Cocksuckers?
Better start shitting me perfect 400s.Copy !req
609. Connolly, get your fucking ass
back on the kit.Copy !req
610. Is that really the fastest you can play,
you worthless Hymie fuck?Copy !req
611. No wonder Mommy ran out on you.
Get off the fucking kit.Copy !req
612. And here comes Mr. Gay Pride
of the Upper West Side himself.Copy !req
613. This is not a Bette Midler concert.
We will not be serving baked Alaska...Copy !req
614. so just play faster
than you give hand jobs, will you?Copy !req
615. One, two, one, two.Copy !req
616. Not even fucking close.Copy !req
617. Let's go with the Irish Mick
Paddy cracker now.Copy !req
618. You know, you actually do look
quite a bit like a leprechaun.Copy !req
619. I'm gonna start
calling you Flannery.Copy !req
620. Get off!Copy !req
621. What are you looking for?
There's no gold down there.Copy !req
622. Adjusting the seat? Really?Copy !req
623. That's been your problem
the whole time? The seat height?Copy !req
624. So now you have it, right?Copy !req
625. Go.Copy !req
626. Bullshit! Fuck you!Copy !req
627. Neiman.Copy !req
628. Maybe it's time...Copy !req
629. to finally bring this home.
What do you say?Copy !req
630. Show me.Copy !req
631. Don't slow down.Copy !req
632. Pick it up.Copy !req
633. Faster!Copy !req
634. Faster!Copy !req
635. Faster!Copy !req
636. Faster!Copy !req
637. Faster!Copy !req
638. Keep playing!Copy !req
639. Keep playing! Keep playing!
Keep playing!Copy !req
640. Don't stop.Copy !req
641. Neiman...Copy !req
642. you earned the part.Copy !req
643. Alternates, you wanna clean
the blood off my drum set?Copy !req
644. Okay, we can start now.Copy !req
645. 5 p.m. Call tomorrow in Dunellen.Copy !req
646. Give yourselves at least two hours
to get there this time, all right?Copy !req
647. Save your travel receipts.Copy !req
648. Or don't. I don't give a shit.Copy !req
649. - Do you know where the cabs are?
- You gotta call the cabs.Copy !req
650. - The cab was supposed to be here.
- You gotta call. They take forever.Copy !req
651. How do I get to Hargrove?Copy !req
652. Hey. Come on.
Please, come on. You're still open.Copy !req
653. You're still open.
Come on. Come on. Come on.Copy !req
654. Yeah, hello?Copy !req
655. Neiman, where are you, man?
Call time was 5.Copy !req
656. I know, I know.
I'm almost there. I'm right there.Copy !req
657. - We're on-stage in 20.
- I know.Copy !req
658. - Fletcher's got Connolly warming up.
- God fucking da... Okay.Copy !req
659. You just tell that little fucking redhead
I'll... I'm gonna be there, okay? Fuck.Copy !req
660. Hey. Hey. Sorry I'm late.Copy !req
661. Well, glad you could fit us
into your busy schedule, darling.Copy !req
662. I'm sorry I'm late. I'm ready to go.Copy !req
663. - Connolly's playing the part.
- Like fucking hell.Copy !req
664. What the fuck did you say to me?Copy !req
665. - It's my part.
- It's my part and I decide who to lend it to.Copy !req
666. Usually it's somebody
that has fucking sticks.Copy !req
667. I left them in the car.
I'll be right back. Five minutes.Copy !req
668. I'm warming up the band now.Copy !req
669. - I can use Ryan's sticks.
- Neiman, you lost the fucking part.Copy !req
670. No, I didn't. You can't do this.Copy !req
671. - Can't?
- Yeah.Copy !req
672. When did you become a fucking expert
on what I can do...Copy !req
673. you fucking weepy-willow shit sack?
- I earned that part.Copy !req
674. You never earned anything.
You are a self-righteous prick.Copy !req
675. The only reason you're a fucking core
is because you misplaced a folder.Copy !req
676. Only reason you're in Studio Band
to begin with is because I told you...Copy !req
677. what I'd be asking for in Nassau.Copy !req
678. - Am I wrong?
- Yeah.Copy !req
679. - I'm in Studio Band because I'm the best...
- Back off.Copy !req
680. Hey, fuck off, Johnny Utah.
Turn my pages, bitch.Copy !req
681. Hey. I can cut you
any fucking time I want.Copy !req
682. - You would've cut me by now.
- Try me, you fucking weasel.Copy !req
683. At 5:30, that's in exactly 11 minutes,
my band is on-stage.Copy !req
684. If your ass is not on that stool
with your own sticks in hand...Copy !req
685. or if you make one fucking mistake...Copy !req
686. one, I will drum your ass
back to Nassau...Copy !req
687. where you can turn pages
until you graduate or fucking drop out.Copy !req
688. By the time you're done at Shaffer, you'll
make Daddy look like a success story.Copy !req
689. Got it? Or we can let Johnny Utah
play the part.Copy !req
690. - You choose.
- That's my part. I'll be on your stage.Copy !req
691. - Fuck you.
- You got 10 minutes...Copy !req
692. you fucking pathetic,
pansy-ass fruit fuck.Copy !req
693. - Tell Fletcher I'm coming.
- What's taking you so long?Copy !req
694. - We're moving on-stage.
- I got locked in my car. I'm coming.Copy !req
695. Left turn, 200 feet.Copy !req
696. - Are you driving, man?
- No.Copy !req
697. What the hell was that noise?Copy !req
698. Okay, why don't you just tell Fletcher
that I'm coming, you motherfucker?Copy !req
699. Hey. Hey, hey.Copy !req
700. Are you okay? Are you okay?Copy !req
701. - I gotta get my sticks.
- No, stay away from the car.Copy !req
702. - I've called 911.
- Look, I gotta go.Copy !req
703. - No, no, sir.
- A couple more blocks.Copy !req
704. - Sir, no, you don't have to...
- Please get off me.Copy !req
705. - Hey, guy.
- What the fuck happened to you?Copy !req
706. The Shaffer Conservatory
Studio Band.Copy !req
707. Neiman, what the fuck?Copy !req
708. Fuck.Copy !req
709. Neiman...Copy !req
710. you're done.Copy !req
711. Gentlemen, ladies, I apologize...Copy !req
712. on behalf of Shaffer Conservatory.Copy !req
713. Piece of shit. I'll fucking kill you.Copy !req
714. - Fuck you.
- Get the...Copy !req
715. - Get the fuck off me.
- Get off me. Fuck off.Copy !req
716. Fuck you.Copy !req
717. Fuck you!Copy !req
718. Fuck you, Fletcher! Fuck you!Copy !req
719. Get off. Fuck. Piece of shit!Copy !req
720. Fuck you!Copy !req
721. - When did you start talking to her?
- Your father got in contact this week.Copy !req
722. Does the name Sean Casey
mean anything to you?Copy !req
723. You know of his death?Copy !req
724. Last month, he hanged himself
in his apartment.Copy !req
725. - What does that have to do with me?
- He suffered from anxiety and depression.Copy !req
726. His mother claims this started
during his time as Fletcher's student.Copy !req
727. Now, the Caseys aren't wealthy,
they don't wanna file suit.Copy !req
728. So, what do they want?Copy !req
729. To make sure Terence Fletcher is never
allowed to do this to another student.Copy !req
730. Hey, Dad, look at my paradiddle.Copy !req
731. Yeah, that's my boy.Copy !req
732. - He didn't do anything.
- What is wrong with you? It's over, okay?Copy !req
733. He's out of your life.
Why would you let him get away?Copy !req
734. Would you characterize his conduct
as extreme, Andrew?Copy !req
735. Did he ever intentionally inflict
emotional distress?Copy !req
736. This would not be a public hearing,
you know.Copy !req
737. Fletcher would never know
it was you who spoke up.Copy !req
738. Why would you do this to me?Copy !req
739. Do you think that I would let him
put my son through hell...Copy !req
740. and then just walk away soot-free?Copy !req
741. Don't you know
I would never let that happen?Copy !req
742. That there is nothing in the world
more important to me than you?Copy !req
743. Don't you know that?Copy !req
744. Andrew?Copy !req
745. Andrew?Copy !req
746. Just tell me what to say.Copy !req
747. Hey-Copy !req
748. I 'd give anything to be there again
this fall.Copy !req
749. I like weddings,
provided they're not mine.Copy !req
750. Marriages are very healthy.Copy !req
751. Married men live much longer
than bachelors.Copy !req
752. They're trying to outlive their wives
so they can be bachelors again.Copy !req
753. - Haven't you thought of getting married?
- I did.Copy !req
754. The young lady changed her mind
at the last moment.Copy !req
755. I've been deeply indebted to her
ever since.Copy !req
756. And I loaded the pantry up
with Gushers.Copy !req
757. - Saw that.
- Okay.Copy !req
758. All right.Copy !req
759. Thanks.Copy !req
760. Right on, man.Copy !req
761. Andrew.Copy !req
762. Hey-Copy !req
763. I don't know if you heard.Copy !req
764. I'm not at Shaffer anymore.Copy !req
765. Yeah, I did hear that.Copy !req
766. Did you quit?Copy !req
767. Not exactly.Copy !req
768. Some parents got a kid
from Sean Casey's year, I think...Copy !req
769. to say some things about me.Copy !req
770. Although why anybody
would have anything...Copy !req
771. other than peaches and cream
to say about me is a mystery.Copy !req
772. Yeah.Copy !req
773. - That's a good laugh, right?
- I'm sorry.Copy !req
774. - No, listen... I get it.
- I'm sorry.Copy !req
775. I know I made enemies.Copy !req
776. I'm conducting a little, though.Copy !req
777. They brought back the JVC Fest
this year.Copy !req
778. They got me opening
in a couple of weeks with a pro band.Copy !req
779. That's great.Copy !req
780. Yeah. It's all right.Copy !req
781. Truth is,
I don't think people understood...Copy !req
782. what it was I was doing at Shaffer.Copy !req
783. I wasn't there to conduct.Copy !req
784. Any fucking moron can wave his arms
and keep people in tempo.Copy !req
785. I was there to push people
beyond what's expected of them.Copy !req
786. I believe that is...Copy !req
787. an absolute necessity.Copy !req
788. Otherwise, we're depriving the world
of the next Louis Armstrong.Copy !req
789. The next Charlie Parker.Copy !req
790. I told you about how Charlie Parker
became Charlie Parker, right?Copy !req
791. - Jo Jones threw a cymbal at his head.
- Exactly.Copy !req
792. Parker's a young kid,
pretty good on the sax.Copy !req
793. Gets up to play at a cutting session,
and he fucks it up.Copy !req
794. And Jones nearly decapitates him for it.Copy !req
795. And he's laughed off-stage.Copy !req
796. Cries himself to sleep that night,
but the next morning, what does he do?Copy !req
797. He practices.Copy !req
798. And he practices and he practices
with one goal in mind...Copy !req
799. never to be laughed at again.Copy !req
800. And a year later, he goes back to
the Reno and he steps up on that stage...Copy !req
801. and plays the best motherfucking solo
the world has ever heard.Copy !req
802. So imagine if Jones had just said:Copy !req
803. "Well, that's okay, Charlie.
That was all right. Good job."Copy !req
804. And then Charlie thinks to himself,
"Well, shit, I did do a pretty good job."Copy !req
805. End of story.Copy !req
806. No Bird.Copy !req
807. That, to me, is an absolute tragedy.Copy !req
808. But that's just
what the world wants now.Copy !req
809. People wonder why jazz is dying.Copy !req
810. I tell you, man,
and every Starbucks "jazz" album...Copy !req
811. just proves my point, really.Copy !req
812. There are no two words
in the English language more harmful...Copy !req
813. than "good job."Copy !req
814. But is there a line?Copy !req
815. You know, maybe you go too far and
you discourage the next Charlie Parker...Copy !req
816. from ever becoming Charlie Parker.
- No, man, no.Copy !req
817. Because the next Charlie Parker
would never be discouraged.Copy !req
818. Yeah.Copy !req
819. The truth is, Andrew...Copy !req
820. I never really had a Charlie Parker.Copy !req
821. But I tried.Copy !req
822. I actually fucking tried.Copy !req
823. And that's more than most people
ever do.Copy !req
824. And I will never apologize
for how I tried.Copy !req
825. I'll see you later.Copy !req
826. Yeah.Copy !req
827. Hey, Andrew. Listen, I have no idea
how you're gonna take this...Copy !req
828. but the band I'm leading for JVC,
my drummer is not cutting it.Copy !req
829. You understand what I'm saying?Copy !req
830. No.Copy !req
831. I'm using the Studio Band playlist.Copy !req
832. You know, "Caravan,"Whiplash."Copy !req
833. I need somebody
who really knows those charts.Copy !req
834. What about Ryan Connolly?Copy !req
835. All Connolly ever was to me
was incentive for you.Copy !req
836. - Tanner?
- Tanner switched to premed.Copy !req
837. I guess he got discouraged.Copy !req
838. Hey-Copy !req
839. Take the weekend. Think about it.Copy !req
840. - Hello?
- Hey, Nicole, it's Andrew.Copy !req
841. - Hi.
- Hey.Copy !req
842. It's been a while since I talked to you.Copy !req
843. Look, I...Copy !req
844. I'm really sorry about everything.Copy !req
845. I know that's not, you know, enough,
but I'm just really sorry.Copy !req
846. But anyway, I got...
I actually have this show this weekend.Copy !req
847. It's a...Copy !req
848. Like, a JVC thing. And I didn't know
if maybe you'd wanna go...Copy !req
849. and we, you know, maybe
get some, like, pizza afterwards...Copy !req
850. and, like, complain
about our schools again.Copy !req
851. What is...? You said Jayvees?Copy !req
852. No, it's JVC.Copy !req
853. It's like a... It's a jazz thing.Copy !req
854. Yeah.Copy !req
855. Oh, okay.Copy !req
856. Well, I don't know if I can come. I...
I'll have to check with my boyfriend.Copy !req
857. Okay.Copy !req
858. Yeah.Copy !req
859. Yeah, I'll check, but I don't know.Copy !req
860. I don't really think he likes jazz music.Copy !req
861. Yeah, I mean, it's not for everybody.Copy !req
862. Okay. Well, I guess
maybe I'll see you guys there.Copy !req
863. - Okay.
- Okay.Copy !req
864. Bye.Copy !req
865. All right, gang, listen up. Now,
for those of you who are new at this...Copy !req
866. which looks like everybody except Cal,
tonight could change your life.Copy !req
867. The folks out there make a phone call,
you could be a Blue Note signee...Copy !req
868. an EMC client,
a Lincoln Center core.Copy !req
869. On the other hand...Copy !req
870. if you drop the ball, you might be
looking for a new line of work...Copy !req
871. because the other thing
about these cats is they never forget.Copy !req
872. We all set?Copy !req
873. All right. Let's have fun.Copy !req
874. You think I'm fucking stupid?Copy !req
875. - What?
- I know it was you.Copy !req
876. Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.Copy !req
877. We're very excited to be here kicking off
the JVC Festival this year.Copy !req
878. I'm Terence Fletcher, these are some
of the best musicians in New York...Copy !req
879. which means they're some of the best
musicians in the world.Copy !req
880. We're gonna do some old standards,
but we're gonna start with a new tune...Copy !req
881. by Tim Simonec called "Upswingin'."Copy !req
882. What the fuck you doing?Copy !req
883. Come on, man.Copy !req
884. Yeah, I guess maybe you don't have it.Copy !req
885. That was a little extra avant-garde there
from the rhythm section.Copy !req
886. Come on, let's go home.Copy !req
887. What are you doing?Copy !req
888. Now we're gonna slow it down
a little bit.Copy !req
889. I'm guessing most of you folks
have heard...Copy !req
890. I'll cue you in.Copy !req
891. "Caravan."Copy !req
892. Three, four.Copy !req
893. I'm gonna gouge out
your motherfucking eyes.Copy !req
894. - Andrew, what are you doing, man?
- I'll cue you.Copy !req