:05:03
Please pay attention.
We have a lot to do today.
:05:09
-I hate my legs.
-Yeah. Me too.
:05:12
-I've tried every diet in the whole world.
-Really? Me too.
:05:16
But you can't help your glands.
I'm sorry! I'm just so nervous.
:05:21
Relax! Come on, use your body.
:05:33
-Careful. That's 7000 worth of machine.
-Dollars or pounds?
:05:37
Don't touch the rotary pods.
I got it set on saw-tooth.
:05:41
Why can't he play piccolo? Something
sensible. Or the accordion, like Papa did.
:05:45
Same reason you drive a checker and
not a Roman chariot. It's progress.
:05:49
My son's head is into the future.
And Papa could never play the accordion.
:05:58
-Do you think you're talented?
-You swine! You coward! You cad!
:06:01
You dare judge me in my misfortitude?
:06:04
You dare to ask me the question
who is the father of my child?
:06:08
-You! You! I point to you, Nigel!
-Next, please.
:06:13
The next group of musicians can
go to the fifth floor now, please.
:06:30
-Name?
-Excuse me, miss.
:06:32
You don't need his name. He's not here
for the audition. He's my partner.
:06:36
-What school's he from?
-He ain't into school.
:06:38
He's just helping me out with my
dancing. But it's me who's auditioning.
:06:43
Mulholland, Shirley. I'm all fixed up.
I filled in all your papers and all.
:06:47
He doesn't go upstairs
without filling in his name.
:06:50
Leroy's his name, but I'm auditioning.
Shirley Mulholland. That's two L's.
:06:55
-And don't ask him to do no writing.
-Doesn't he talk, even?