Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...where you can turn pages until you graduate or fucking drop out.
But is there a line?
...Marsalis made him third trumpet at Lincoln Center.
Page.Page!
They got me opening in a couple of weeks with a pro band.
- Fuck you. -You got 1O minutes...
You never earned anything. You are a self-righteous prick.
I swear I had it here two seconds ago. It's gotta be around here.
But anyway, I got-- I actually have this show this weekend.
- Sorry, I-- -I asked why you stopped playing...
You will show the proper response for a silver lining. The proper respect for a person.
Rhythm and soloists, bar 45.
...and we, you know, maybe get some, like, pizza afterwards...
- If you say so. Good seeing you. -Yeah.
Guys, just put your instruments down for a minute.
Irene only. Set one. Rhythm section out first.
Because the next Charlie Parker would never be discouraged.
And I put him in Studio Band.
Wait.
It's like Jay Leno. Look.
About jazz, my charts. Because of that, you're gonna start to resent me.
Really?
Did he ever intentionally inflict emotional distress?
- Are you fucking kidding me? -l-- You know this.
You walk in here an alternate, you could be the new core.
- Fuck you. -Get the--
Let's hear some fills.
One and two and...
when you are 9 years old and are female
...and, like, complain about our schools again.
- I don't-- I don't think so at all. -Well, that's nice.
Yep. That's why.
Double-time swing.
I don't know. I guess it's just the people. I don't know if they like me very much.
Okay, we can start now.
- The cab was supposed to be here. -You gotta call. They take forever.
When you're a big college kid, will you come play in my band?
And he's laughed off-stage.
Maybe it's time...
It's the name of the ensemble, but it's a big step forward in my career.
- Did you see--? -How could you be so stupid?
Tanner, are you a fucking statue? Let's go. Get off the stool.
Fletcher.
Connolly, get your fucking ass back on the kit.
Fucking piece of shit! Come on!
And that's more than most people ever do.
It's okay. Play.
At the end of the day, he wants a career, as dumb as he is.
Find the fucking folder! A fucking janitor?
We're gonna pick up the tempo.
We got Buddy Rich here.
Tell me it's not you, Elmer Fudd.
- Do you know where the cabs are? -You gotta call the cabs.
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I wasn't there to conduct.
...an absolute necessity.
Bar 106, brass, do not forget we sharp that ninth.
- Sir, no, you don't have to-- -Please get off me.
Just tell me what to say.
...I came across a kid in a practice room working on his scales.
Well, she said my dad cursed me with one.
You're right. We should not be dating.
- I feel the same about people at Shaffer. -Yeah?
Adjusting the seat? Really?
Charlie Parker didn't know anybody till Jo Jones threw a cymbal at his head.
Now, either you are deliberately playing out of tune...
So, what do they want?
what
- Oh, why is that? -I don't know. I never saw the use.
- You would've cut me by now. -Try me, you fucking weasel.
...where you can turn pages until you graduate or fucking drop out.
- Are you fucking kidding me? -l-- You know this.
...died yesterday...
Yeah. I really like the music that they play.
- The usual? You want, like--? -No.
I know, I know. I'm almost there. I'm right there.
My parents like to criticise me too.
Yeah, it's going really, really well, actually.
And I've thought about it a lot, and this is what's gonna happen.
School record, school record.
That's who you're listening to now.
But the truth was that he barely squeaked in to begin with...
Come on in, Connolly.
It's not that bad. She's a go-go dancer. Could've did porn, she chose not to.
Say it so the whole band can hear you.
Six years ago...
Okay, why don't you just tell Fletcher that I'm coming, you motherfucker?
- Oh, my God, are you serious? -Thanks.
As fate would have it, I recently stumbled across another kid...
...and we, you know, maybe get some, like, pizza afterwards...
If you deliberately sabotage my band...
Bones.
I found out this morning...
That, to me, is an absolute tragedy.
Don't slow down.
like a 9 year old girl
Yes, sir.
I'm not gonna be able to do that. I'll start to resent you for even asking me to stop.
L-- I can't go on-stage. I don't know the charts by heart.
Don't you know I would never let that happen?
Five, six, seven...