Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah, I guess maybe you don't have it.
I need somebody who really knows those charts.
- Oh, why is that? -I don't know. I never saw the use.
Look,L...
- What? -That's the name of the song.
When you forgot something in at home While driving to school. Ur dad’s pissed at u
- What about you? -What about me?
And here comes Mr. Gay Pride of the Upper West Side himself.
Two, two, three. Two, two, three.
I like weddings, provided they're not mine.
Perfect, Connolly. -Oh, my God.
But that's just what the world wants now.
Well, Fordham was Fordham.
I'm warming up the band now.
Sorry, guys. Hate to put you through this.
I'm upset!!!!! You-
Come on, man.
All right, man. Have fun.
This would not be a public hearing, you know.
Bullshit! Fuck you!
- Where do you wanna go? -Pizza.
...I will fuck you like a pig.
- But, like, what do you want to study? -I don't really know.
...I never really had a Charlie Parker.
Stage right, in order, now.
Who's now weeping and slobbering all over my drum set...
And when he graduated...
You can't?
...soon to be Rhodes Scholar and who knows what else.
Hey. Hey. Sorry I'm late.
... with Daniel
- Do you know who I am? -Yes, sir.
...and plays the best motherfucking solo the world has ever heard.
...you fucking weepy-willow shit sack? -I earned that part.
THATS BEEN YOUR PROBLEM THE WHOLE TIME? THE SEAT HEIGHT!?!?!
And I loaded the pantry up with Gushers.
Motherfucker
Because I'm doing that, it's gonna take up my time.
And I'd barely see you anyway?
Don't worry about Fletcher. He's more bark than bite.
Fletcher would never know it was you who spoke up.
I don't know.
Fuck you.
I'm just gonna lay it out there.
What, are you in a fucking a cappella group? Play the goddamn kit.
- Say it. -I'm upset.
Give yourselves at least two hours to get there this time, all right?
Johann Gambolputty
- Pizza. -Yeah.
Save your travel receipts.
And he practises and he practises with one goal in mind...
...because I'm some girl who doesn't know what she wants.
What are you doing?
- What? -I know it was you.
...an absolute necessity.
- Okay. -You wanna meet here?
Your mom sounds insane.
I wanna be one of the greats.
Now, the Caseys aren't wealthy, they don't wanna file suit.
THEN WHY THE FUCK DID YOU ASK ABOUT IT!?
L----
FLECTHER: So for the final ... REDACTING TIME!!!!!!!!, SAY IT LOUDER!!!!!!!! NEIMAN: I'M UPSET!!!!!!!!
- Tell Fletcher I'm coming. - What's taking you so long?
- Okay. -You wanna meet here?
...but the band I'm leading for JVC, my drummer is not cutting it.
Dying broke and drunk and full of heroin...
- Haven't you thought of getting married? -I did.
- Would you like that? -Be my piano player?
- All right. Great to see you. -Great seeing you.
So Fordham was just like a random school?
My dad says that I have-- I have trouble making eye contact.
...and he was really struggling.
One, two, one, two.
...because Jones threw a cymbal at his head.
Me at the airport Going insane
Dragging just a hair.
No?
Great.
One and two and...
Is that really the fastest you can play, you worthless Hymie fuck?
- Bye. -Bye.
I know that's not, you know, enough, but I'm just really sorry.
Married men live much longer than bachelors.
Don't you know that?
Fuck! Fuck!
...I just wanna make very sure this chart is in the best shape it can be.
...flatter-than-their-girlfriends, flexible-tempo dipshits.
- Trav got named this year's MVP. -That's fantastic, Travis.
I'll cue you in.
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Bar 106, brass, do not forget we sharp that ninth.
Buddy Rich, Jo Jones...
You're a dumb fuck! A dumb fuck!
It's the name of the ensemble, but it's a big step forward in my career.
Andrew.
That was a little extra avant-garde there from the rhythm section.
You are a worthless, friendless, faggot lipped piece of shit
Okay, get out of here. Pick up the new chart by the door on your way out.
- We have an issue. -Okay, now is not the time.
Not quite my tempo.
- Parents musicians? -No.
It's not quite right, Connolly.
- No? -No.
That's who you're listening to now.
That's a great kit.
One more thing. Give me that.
Or don't. I don't give a shit.
Just listen for a minute.
Travis and Dustin, they have plenty of friends and plenty of purpose.
What do you do?
Hey, are you gonna tell them about your game this week?
Okay, get out of here. Pick up the new chart by the door on your way out.
if I ever see someone ask about the F1M again I swear to fucking god I will stop being so polite
The faculty were all telling him, Maybe this isn't for you.
ANSWER!- I aggro'd but im not tanking
Hey-
Looks like that might be all night. Neiman.
Look up here. Look at me.
Okay, maybe a bug flew in my ear.
- No? -No.
I'll see you later.
I just eat around them.
...flatter-than-their-girlfriends, flexible-tempo dipshits.
- So you wanna take me out. -I would love to take you out.
...Marsalis made him third trumpet at Lincoln Center.
Sorry.