Austin Stowell creditado como jogando...
Ryan
- Terence Fletcher: Nieman, you lost the fucking part.
- Andrew: No, I didn't! You can't fucking do this to me!
- Terence Fletcher: CAN'T?
- Andrew: Yeah!
- Terence Fletcher: When did you become a fucking expert on what I can or cannot do, you fucking weepy willow shitsack?
- Andrew: I earned that part.
- Terence Fletcher: You never earned anything. God, you are a self-righteous prick. The only reason you are a core is because you misplaced a folder. 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! Am I wrong?
- Andrew: Yeah, yeah. I'm in studio band because I'm the best player...
- Ryan: [interrupts] Hey, why don't you just back off, bro?
- Andrew: Hey, you know, fuck off, Johnny Utah! Turn my pages, bitch!
- Terence Fletcher: Hey, I can cut you any fucking time I want.
- Andrew: You would've cut me by now.
- Terence Fletcher: Try me, you fucking weasel!
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