Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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