Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Until you started to sing.

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

What are you looking for, man?

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

No friend../ Don’t go see him

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

When you sang to me on my voice-mail.

- OK, bye. - Bye.

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

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

She's terrible at guitar.

Where's my daughter?

- Genius. - Genius.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You're due at the label later this afternoon

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

and then I found God.

I'm sorry, you're right.

Thanks for coming in, guys.

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

- This your daddy? - Hey.

- Perfect, right? - Yeah, yeah.

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

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

Samurais used to drink it before they went into battle.

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

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

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

What are you talking about? They signed to us.

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

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

or prove anything. These guys are serious musicians.

Yes, it's gonna work!

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

We have an arrangement.

That's what I love about music.

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

Every song we do in a different location.

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

I'm gonna give them a ride home.

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

Mim. Maybe you should get Mim to remix it.

You waltz in here like a fucking clown,

at Jay Street, the next uptown train...

Fuck it, I'll pay them.

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

Attention, due to a signal malfunction

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

What are you doing?

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

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

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

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

- You feel that? - Good, man.

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

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

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

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

You're gonna have to get used to that.

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

Her teachers are really worried about her.