Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You're gonna have to get used to that.

What are you looking for, man?

He's saying, Look, it's a guitar, but it's not.

So... If she's here, I'm not sure that she is...

She's terrible at guitar.

What are you doing?

or prove anything. These guys are serious musicians.

and we're telling Violet what's gonna happen.

Pleasure's mine. Hey, you... you got my number, right?

Maybe it'll go away. Maybe it'll fade.

I'm sorry, you're right.

OK, so, I'm quite frightened, 'cause you might find this cheesy,

- If we get arrested? - Keep rolling. It'll be beautiful.

- I'm in the fucking zone. - I'm in the fucking zone.

- Perfect, right? - Yeah, yeah.

- This your daddy? - Hey.

When you sang to me on my voice-mail.

You're due at the label later this afternoon

- Hello. How you doing? - My daughter, Violet.

I think I'm gonna have to go. Um, take that.

But in the meantime, I'd really like you to listen to this. So yes?

and then I found God.

What are you talking about? They signed to us.

so I want to offer you a... a legitimate back-end deal.

Until you started to sing.

at Jay Street, the next uptown train...

Where's my daughter?

You can't sign me, and I don't want to be signed.

Every song we do in a different location.

We don't... we don't make demos.

- OK, bye. - Bye.

Headed A&R department at Island Records for two years.

Her teachers are really worried about her.

- I got it, I got it. - No, you don't. Let go.

My assistant, Mim, the beautiful Mim. This is, uh...

- I'm calling the cops! - You're not calling the cops!

That's what I love about music.

Just hear the song. I want you to see...

We have an arrangement.

She's waiting around for a phone call that never comes,

Sorry? No, you were saying? Me with a cardigan on? Norah Jones?

Fresh prospects, let's hear it. What do you got for me?

- Genius. - Genius.

Mim. Maybe you should get Mim to remix it.

Should I have come over in, like, a week or two

but it doesn't leave much to the imagination, you know?

- Got it. I love it. Done. - Done.

I'm gonna have a little talk with God, all right.

Uh, no, traffic was actually pretty good. I was just passing by.

You waltz in here like a fucking clown,

Yes, it's gonna work!

Well, for starters, stop dressing like you're totally easy.

- Oh my God, it tastes like piss. - I like it.

- Well, she's not bad. - She's terrible.

Fuck it, I'll pay them.

No friend../ Don’t go see him

I'm gonna give them a ride home.

I'll come back, I'll find your fucking head in the oven. Come with me.

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You're 15 years old. You don't need a fucking psychiatrist.

Samurais used to drink it before they went into battle.

- You feel that? - Good, man.

I mean, that's the sound we're after is from the movie, right?

Thanks for coming in, guys.

I mean, musicians, for the most part, are pretty much monosyllabic teenagers

We're gonna use it! It's gonna be genius.

Well, then you have to find a way to get him to ask you out.