Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I get off at 7 on Monday.
- Did you hear, Jim? -No, what?
...you're done.
I see you in here a lot, and I think that you're really pretty and...
- Hello? -Hey, Nicole, it's Andrew.
They're trying to outlive their wives so they can be bachelors again.
- Good. How are you? -Good, thanks.
Hey. Hey, hey-
How do you know who wins in a music competition? Isn't it subjective?
...other than peaches and cream to say about me is a mystery.
- No Swedish Fish? -No, not today.
The next Charlie Parker.
Rhythm and soloists, bar 45.
Yes.
Good morning, everybody.
...say it louder! -I'm upset!
- That make it better? -Yeah, little bit.
Work?
You will be banned!
Whoever it is, this is your last chance.
Answer!!!
So, are you upset? Yes or fucking no?
I feel really homesick sometimes.
- I'm upset. -Louder.
Yeah.
Fudd has a chance of getting put back in, so why would he jeopardise that?
FLETCHER: So for the final ... REDACTING TIME!!!!!!!!, SAY IT LOUDER!!!!!!!! NEIMAN: I'M UPSET!!!!!!!!
Okay.
...and he was really struggling.
I don't have a major yet.
Before I continue, would that player care to identify himself?
Keep playing!
- I'm Nicole. -Nice to meet you, Nicole.
Look, I don't really know how--
Why do you suppose I just hurled a chair at your head, Neiman?
But I don't-- I don't...
You think I'm fucking stupid?
It's just life.
That's great.
Thank you, Joe.
I'm warming up the band now.
I'm guessing most of you folks have heard--
So, if you gleam in the moonlight with Tiffany… It won't be good for Tiffany, it would be good for me.
- I can use Ryan's sticks. -Neiman, you lost the fucking part.
I'd rather die drunk, broke at 34 and have people talk about me...
Are you playing an instrument yet?
Last time I saw you, you were very tiny.
AA AA
I don't want you to worry about hits now. Just tempo, okay?
Do not touch this kit.
I don't know. I guess it's just the people. I don't know if they like me very much.
oi oi
- Catch on quick. Are you in Model UN? -I got a reply for you.
I'm part of Shaffefls top jazz orchestra...
What did you do to your hand?
Show me.
Barker, that is not your boyfriend's dick. Do not come early.
- Good. How are you? -Good, thanks.
That was a little extra avant-garde there from the rhythm section.
Accent, yeah...
Not quite my metric
I'm part of Shaffefls top jazz orchestra...
Yeah.
...and that's bad enough.
Andrew?
The talent at this table, that is stunning.
...I'd rather just, you know, break it off clean.
- Your mother, what does she do? -I don't know. She left when I was a baby.
So, Neiman, go ahead, jump on the kit, take it from the top.
...you fucking pathetic, pansy-ass fruit fuck.
One, two, three, four. One, two, three, four.
What did you do to your hand?
Give a calculator to a Wagner Coach and he's gonna try turning on a TV with it
Three, four.
...and, like, complain about our schools again.
...or if you make one fucking mistake...
Gets up to play at a cutting session, and he fucks it up.
- Saw that. -Okay.
Me to Nestor when hes benching the bar
Yeah. I really like the music that they play.
This scared, skinny kid...
I guess he got discouraged.
Maybe now's the time for Neiman to earn the part.
His mother claims this started during his time as Fletcher's student.
Well, that's okay, Charlie. That was all right. Good job.
That's a great kit.
One, two...
You walk in here an alternate, you could be the new core.
What's your name?
What the fuck you doing?
See the tempo marking on there?
- Can't? -Yeah.
...which means they're some of the best musicians in the world.
- The usual? You want, like--? -No.
- That's a good laugh, right? -I'm sorry.
YOU HEAR ME C***SU****S? YOU BETTER START SHITTING ME PERFECT QUESTIONS
Am I to understand that you cannot read tempo?
That is a double-time swing.
I guess he's more of a teacher, really.
I can still fucking see you, Mini-Me!
Maybe it's time...
Stop.
So, Neiman, go ahead, jump on the kit, take it from the top.
And you're not?
The kit is a fucking tonal catastrophe. Get it in tune, all right?
This place is nice.
The truth is, Andrew...
Milk the cunt!
...because Jones threw a cymbal at his head.
- Are you driving, man? -No.
You know, people change and things work out.
Cries himself to sleep that night, but the next morning, what does he do?
- Yes. What is that? -Dotted 16th note.
Jenkins right now: I'm upset!
Short-.
Hey, Andrew. Listen, I have no idea how you're gonna take this...
I don't really think he likes jazz music.
Neiman. Stick around a minute.
End of story.