You give a calculator to a fucking retard he's gonna try to turn on a TV with it. Then Charlie thinks to himself "Well, shit. But that's just what the world wants now. Terence Fletcher It's my part and I decide who to lend it to. [after Andrew stops drumming] : Terence Fletcher Terence Fletcher Well, you better f***ing hope your memory doesn't fail you. Upsy-daisy. People wonder why jazz is dying. I actually fucking tried. I need to look at the music. That's who you're listening to now. Terence Fletcher: Andrew, what are you doing, man? Don't worry about what the other guys are thinking. Why do you suppose I just hurled a chair at your head, Nieman? [kicks drumset out of the way and tackles Fletcher] : : That to me is an absolute tragedy. And he's laughed off stage. THEN WHY THE FUCK DIDN'T YOU SAY SO? And Jones nearly decapitates him for it. : Andrew : Terence Fletcher: Terence Fletcher: Oh, my dear God. You think you're better than us? : Terence Fletcher: And here comes mister gay pride of the Upper West Side himself. Fuck you! What's your name? Terence Fletcher: So that is going to cause you to suddenly play right? I'm sorry. Faster. Fletcher: No? [Andrew plays while Fletcher removes his jacket and puts it on a rack]. I can still fucking see you, Mini Me! I'll fucking kill you! Yeah, like fuckin' hell he's playing my part. At 5:30 that's in exactly 11 minutes my band is on stage. Fletcher: So, are you upset? Start practicing harder, Nieman. Motherfucker! Let's go! : There is not a pot of gold under your f***in' seat. How could you be so fucking stupid? You can't f***ing do this to me! I'd rather die drunk, broke at 34 and have people at a dinner table talk about me than live to be rich and sober at 90 and nobody remembered who I was. And that's more than most people ever do. Any fucking moron can wave his arms and keep people in tempo. I know what it's like to be high. an absolute necessity. Continuity mistake: In the beginning where Fletcher observes Andrew drumming for the first time, Fletcher hangs his jacket on a hook. Fuck you! [in calm,soothing manner to Andrew] Hey, you know, fuck off, Johnny Utah! I believe that is an absolute necessity. Bar 105. And because of that, you're gonna start to resent me. I wasn't there to conduct. Terence Fletcher His name is Andrew Nieman, he's 19 years old. His mother claims this started during his time as Fletcher's student. There's no pot of gold down there. His name was Sean Casey. Five-P.M. call tomorrow in Dunellen. FASTER! Is that all you have you worthless Hymie fuck? Terence Fletcher: Andrew To be touched with love was a kind of miracle. By the time your done at Schaeffer your gonna make daddy look like a f***ing success story, got it, OR, we can let Johnny Utah play the part, you choose. I'm gonna keep pursuing what I'm pursuing. Unfortunately, this is not a Bette Midler concert, we will not be serving Cosmopolitans and Baked Alaska, so just play faster than you give f***ing hand jobs, will you please? Motherfucker! Andrew | Andrew: Charlie Parker didn't know anybody 'til Jo Jones threw a cymbal at his head. Nicole: You know I would stop you from doing that. Terence Fletcher: Nieman, you lost the fucking part. : Now are you a rusher, or are you a dragger, or are you gonna be ON MY F***ING TIME?! So now you have it, right? I need the music. : Andrew: [after being replaced by another drummer] Are you serious? F*** [Rushes to pick up his rudiments]. Connolly, get your ass back on the kit! Andrew Terence Fletcher: That, to me, is an absolute tragedy. You know, you actually do look quite a bit like a leprechaun. Terence Fletcher: Andrew More Whiplash quotes Collection Edit Buy Terence Fletcher: I don't think people understood what it was I was doing at Shaffer. Oh my dear God - are you one of those single tear people? Fletcher: So no musicians in the family. Andrew End of story. 1,310 of 1,323 found this interesting | Share this Andrew : [ to Connelly ] HEY, FUCK OFF, JOHNNY UTAH! Before I continue, would that player care to identify himself? Now are you a rusher, or are you a dragger or are you gonna be ON MY FUCKING TIME? If you want the fucking part, earn it! Right? Any fucking moron can wave his arms and keep people in tempo. Any f***ing moron can wave his arms and keep people in tempo. Terence Fletcher: If you want the f***ing part, earn it! Terence Fletcher What is that? Terence Fletcher: Five-P.M. call tomorrow in Dunellen. Andrew : Jim: What is wrong with you? KEEP PLAYING, KEEP PLAYING, KEEP PLAYING. Rushing. Am I to understand that you cannot read tempo? Otherwise, we're depriving the world of the next Louis Armstrong. I don't know, I just never really saw the use. : [melancholic] Is that all you have you worthless Hymie fuck? You were, Erickson, but he didn't know and that's bad enough. Can you even f***ing read music?! Get the fuck off me! Terence Fletcher: You know, you actually do look quite a bit like a leprechaun. : No? Are you one of those single tear people? Terence Fletcher Lawyer: Does the name Sean Casey mean anything to you? : Show me your rudiments. I did do a pretty good job." It's my part, I'll be on your stage. (01:27:55 - 01:32:45) What the hell are you doing, man? No Bird. Did I ask you to star playing again? "Now this one really upsets me. One, two, three, four Terence Fletcher Terence Fletcher Terence Fletcher: THEN WHY THE F*** DIDN'T YOU SAY SO? Well, glad you could fit us into your busy schedule, darling. Hey, i can cut you any fucking time i want. Because the next Charlie Parker would never be discouraged. I saw a drive in him. Are you one of those single tear people? I'm Andrew. I think it's definitely a fleeting thing. Terence Fletcher Am I wrong? Before I continue, would that player care to identify himself? Fletcher: [sees Andrew shed a tear] Oh, my dear God. FIND THE FUCKING FOLDER! Good job." I actually fucking tried. Terence Fletcher Now this one really upsets me. Terence Fletcher: "You're here for a reason. Goofs : Six years ago, I came across a kid in a practice room, working on his scales. Terence Fletcher I didn't know they allowed retards into Shaffer! One, two, three Terence Fletcher : Metz Guys, just put your instruments down for a minute. The truth is, Andrew, I never really had a Charlie Parker. You catch on quick. Andrew: One, two, three, four-- [slap] One, two, three, four-- [slap] One, two, three Fletcher: So you do know the difference! End of story. | Go! : [in calm,soothing manner to Andrew] While Fletcher seems unimpressed from Andrew's impromptu audition, he nonetheless accepts the student as his drum alternate. And a year later he goes back to the Reno and he steps up on that stage and he plays the best motherfucking solo the world has ever heard. Start counting! Terence Fletcher: Terence Fletcher People wonder why jazz is dying. I believe that's an absolute necessity. : Terence Fletcher: And here comes mister gay pride of the Upper West Side himself. A DUMB F***! But I tried. Exactly. I told you that story about how Charlie Parker became Charlie Parker, right? Connelly's playing the part. *That's* the point. Uncle Frank: Oh, why's that? I know it was you. Terence Fletcher: [after Andrew stops drumming] Is that all you have you worthless Hymie f***? Andrew: . You better start shitting me perfect four-hundreds! : I don't give a shit. Carried your fat ass for too long Metz, I'm not gonna have you cost us a competition because your minds on a f***ing happy meal instead of on pitch. The only reason you are a core is because you misplaced a folder. Andrew Andrew One, and two, and-, [Band plays for a moment only to be cut by Fletcher again]. God, you are a self-righteous prick. [He turns around to realize the folder is not where he left it], Andrew: I- no- no, I literal- no, I s- I swear I just had it here two seconds ago-, Andrew: It's gotta be around here somewhere. Andrew: None of us were friends with Charlie Parker. A year later, he was first. Terence Fletcher: Hey, look, I can play these charts. : Parker's a young kid, pretty good on the sax. Ax-Crazy: When Fletcher gets mad, he gets mad.He's prone to kicking and throwing instruments around as if they had zero value when things don't go his way. Andrew: I don't know, maybe a janitor came by or something-. Uncle Frank: Terence Fletcher: : Seriously, take ten, twenty, a fuckin' hour. What the fuck is wrong with you? Fuck off! If you want the fucking part, earn it. Uncle Frank: Andrew: I'm sure they'll make great school board presidents someday. Were you rushing or were you dragging? You're right, we should not be dating. Look at me! Have fun. The only reason you're in studio band to begin with is because I told you EXACTLY what I'd be asking for in Nassau! Pick it up! So, you do know the difference! End of story. Come play with us. Hey, why don't you just back off, bro? Terence Fletcher: People wonder why jazz is dying. [to Connelly] He's out of your life. Try me, you fucking weasel! End of story. Sorry, I'm late. Maybe now's the time for Neiman to earn the part. Travis and Dustin? Nicole: What the f*** is wrong with you? Andrew: But is there a line? more More Whiplash quotes Collection Edit Buy Terence Fletcher: There are no two words in the English language more harmful than "good job". He practices. Andrew: No, I didn't! Andrew:I'm upset! matlab app designer popup message female comedians of the 90s kalena ku delima what does whiplash mean sexually. Terence Fletcher Andrew The folder is your fucking responsibility, Tanner. I'm in studio band because I'm the best player Ryan It's good to work, huh? We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly. : But I tried. I'M UPSET! : Quotes.net. But I tried. Poster of Buddy Rich on Andrew's wall: IF YOU DON'T HAVE ABILITY, YOU WIND UP PLAYING IN A ROCK BAND. Guys, just put your instruments down for a minute. Before I continue, would that player care to identify himself? Terence Fletcher : : Andrew : [Ryan starts playing] BULLSHIT! Terence Fletcher You are a worthless, friendless, faggot-lipped little piece of shit whose mommy left daddy when she figured out he wasn't Eugene O'Neill, and who is now weeping and slobbering all over my drum set like a fucking nine-year old girl! Terence Fletcher: Once you're signed to a label you compromise. And I will never apologize for how I tried. Terence Fletcher Why would you give it to Neiman? The next Charlie Parker. Terence Fletcher: A piece of vital evidence that gets overlooked is the air quotes that Fletcher does about an hour later in the film. DON'T STOP! And I've thought about it a lot and this is what's gonna happen. Get off the stool. He practices. : I apologize to the musicians. What do you say? What year are you? Terence Fletcher That's not quite right, Connolly, um-. Terence Fletcher Nicole: And a year later he goes back to the Reno and he steps up on that stage and he plays the best motherfucking solo the world has ever heard. Right? No, man no, because the next Charlie Parker would never be discouraged. 2) Yes, he purposefully set Neiman up. Terence Fletcher: Try me you f***ing weasel! : Terence Fletcher You better start shitting me perfect four-hundreds! You know, Charlie Parker became Bird because Jones threw a cymbal at his head. Uncle Frank: Oh, why's that? And that's who you're listening to now. I wasn't there to conduct. It's gotta be around here. There's no pot of gold down there. Company Credits This scared, skinny kid, cursing himself because he couldn't get his scales right. Everybody remember, Lincoln Center and its ilk use these competitions to decide who they are interested in and who they are not. : Answer: 1) Fletcher recruited Neiman to attempt to humiliate him publicly. But that's just what the world wants now. Terence Fletcher: Andrew, what are you doing, man? I wasn't there to conduct. For the record, Metz wasn't out of tune. Relationships, friendships or other trappings of a normal life disappear under. You're fourth chair. Carl Tanner: Terence Fletcher Do you think you were out of tune? Hey. Listen up, cocksuckers! [at the top of his lungs] Just listen for a minute. Terence Fletcher: PLAY! Terence Fletcher: Maybe it's time to *finally* bring this home. Andrew The faculty were all telling him, "Maybe this isn't for you." Terence Fletcher Usually it's someone who has fucking sticks. Don't worry about Fletcher. Yes or f***ing no? : Andrew: Really? LOUDER! If your ass is not on that stool with your own f***ing sticks in hand or you make ONE F***ING MISTAKE, ONE! It tells the relationship between Andrew Neiman, a 19-year-old ambitious jazz drummer and Terence Fletcher, an abusive, perfectionist bandleader at the fictional and prestigious Shaffer Conservatory. 25 Feb/23. F*** YOU! : *I'm here for a reason*. Terence Fletcher: You are a worthless, friendless, f*ggot-lipped little piece of sh*t whose mommy left daddy when she figured out he wasn't Eugene O'Neill, and who is now weeping and slobbering all over my drum set like a f***ing nine-year old girl! Am I wrong? You think I'm fucking stupid? Do you think you were out of tune? He practices. Terence Fletcher [interrupts] So Charlie thinks to himself, "Well, sh*t, I did do a pretty good job." All right, man. Andrew FASTER! More Whiplash quotes Collection Edit Buy Terence Fletcher: The folder is your f***ing responsibility, Tanner. You think Carleton football's a joke? Whiplash After being accepted into the Shaffer Conservatory, 19-year-old jazz drummer named Andrew Neiman practices at night when Terence Fletcher walks into the room. But the next morning, what does he do? [being restrained by band members] : Terence Fletcher: Say it so the whole band can hear you. Isn't he cute? Nicole: Terence Fletcher : : Andrew: If your ass is not on that stool with your own fucking sticks in hand or you make ONE FUCKING MISTAKE, ONE! Andrew Yeah. He reveals to him before the performance that he is aware Neiman testified against him. Connolly, get your fuckin' ass back on the kit! Andrew I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry. : Last month, he hanged himself in his apartment. No Bird. Say it. No Bird. Say it so the whole band can hear you. I told you that story about how Charlie Parker became Charlie Parker, right? Lennon and McCartney, they were school buddies, am I right? : Andrew: I can still fucking see you, Mini Me! [Andrew keeps playing after the music ends] Tanner, are you a fucking statue? So Charlie thinks to himself, "Well, shit, I did do a pretty good job." That sh*t? Uncle Frank: I don't think people understood what it was I was doing at Shaffer. [walks over to Metz] It's okay. I never really had a Charlie Parker. : : Terence Fletcher: The folder is your f***ing responsibility, Tanner. Just listen for a minute. Connelly, get your ass back on the kit. I wasn't there to conduct. Get the fuck off me! [to Connelly] F*** you. STANDS4 LLC, 2023. Everybody remember, Lincoln Center and its ilk use these competitions to decide who they are interested in and who they are not. I'll fucking kill you! So imagine if Jones just said "Well, that's okay Charlie. Cool. Official Sites Terence Fletcher: I never really had a Charlie Parker. Get the f*** out! But that's just what the world wants now. Terence Fletcher: You're here for a reason. And I am not gonna have my reputation in that department tarnished by a bunch of fucking limp-dick, sour-note, flatter-than-their-girlfriends, flexible-tempo dipshits. But is there a line? Terence Fletcher : [Repeated line] Not quite my tempo. I earned that part. : And he practices and he practices with one goal in mind, never to be laughed at again. I will drum your ass back to Nassau where you can turn pages until you graduate or fucking drop out!
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