Fame (1982–1987): Season 1, Episode 6 - The Sell-Out - full transcript

When Bruno's dad buys him a new synthesizer, Bruno feels the need to get a job to help pay for it. Meanwhile, Julie wonders why Coco is suddenly so rude to her while they are doing a very important number together.

Did I offend you?

You're telling us we
should be writing jingles.

- You think you're too good
for Cookie Snaps.
- That's right.

♪♪ [Waltz]

- ♪ High fidelity, high ♪
- ♪ High fidelity ♪

♪ High fidelity, high ♪♪

She needs a whip and a chair.
"Higher! Faster! More! Again!"

- ♪♪ [Off-key]
- Can't you do
anything right?

♪♪ [Disco]

♪ Fame ♪
♪ I'm gonna live forever ♪

♪ I'm gonna learn how to fly ♪
♪ High ♪



♪ I feel it comin' together ♪

♪ People will see me and cry ♪
♪ Fame ♪

♪ I'm gonna make it to heaven ♪

♪ Light up the
sky like a flame ♪

♪ Fame ♪
♪ I'm gonna live forever ♪

♪ Baby, remember my name ♪
♪ Remember, remember ♪

♪ Remember, remember ♪

You got big dreams.

You want fame.

Well, fame costs,

and right here is where
you start paying in sweat.

♪ Fame ♪
♪ I'm gonna live forever ♪

♪ Baby, remember my name ♪
♪ Remember, remember ♪

♪ Remember, remember ♪



♪ Fame ♪♪

♪♪ [Piano, Tambourine]

♪♪ [Continues]

Good morning. Hi.

Wait! What are
you doing out here?

What, I need a permit to be in
the hallway? I'm a teacher here.

I thought I saw you in there.

No, that's my alter ego.

She's getting ready for her
midterm choreography exam. Coco?

[Smacks Lips] Miss
Hernandez, if you please.

[Giggles] Shh.

How's she doing? Well, I'm trying to
give her as much space as possible.

But from what I've
seen... [Coco] Cut!

♪♪ [Stops] she's got 'em
listening to her, she got 'em working...

That's half the battle won when
you're... I quit, simple as that!

- Get yourself somebody else. Is
that so hard? 'Cause I quit!
- Leroy, you can't quit.

You better change the name of this number
to "The Dance of the Invisible Man"...

'cause I'm not gonna be here. What
are you, afraid of a little work, huh?

You call that in
there a little work?

Miss Grant, this girl is giving
this place a bad rep, I'm tellin' you.

You should've seen what she was doing
in there! She needs a whip and a chair.

"Higher! Faster! More! Again!"

Your honeymoon night is gonna be
some kind of record breaker, baby.

- You... Miss Grant, I'm not gonna...
- Uh-uh. Keep me out of this.

This is your project from start to
finish. That's what midterms are all about.

Not when he's... Ah! Mm-mmm.

Oh, no. No,
English-teaching person here.

Don't even try to get
me involved. Adios.

She's right, Coco. Adios.

Leroy, who gave you the right to
quit this? President Lincoln, that's who.

He stopped that kind of
stuff you're doin' years ago.

Leroy, you quit this, and your
midterm grade is gonna be zero.

- You tryin' to tell me
Miss Grant'd give me an "F"?
- That's right, as in "fail."

[Scoffs] Well, are
you still gonna quit?

I'm going to the bathroom.
Can I go to the bathroom?

It's my constitutional
right, ain't it?

Just don't start without me.

So I said to him, "Puccini is
good, but Martelli is better."

And the guy tells me
that he agrees. [Chuckles]

Says he's heard everything
that Martelli has written.

Pop, you gotta stop
picking up weirdos.

If I stop picking up
weirdos, I'm out of business.

Shouldn't you have
finished that last night?

Hey, look, things sort of
stack up around midterms.

Hope the homework is not
the only thing that's stacking up.

Aunt Beatrice's baby is
due in two weeks, right?

Right, and she's waited a
long time for this baby, Bruno.

Having a lullaby written by
you... That'll be icing on the cake.

She'd be proud, I'd be
proud... Icing on the cake.

Yeah. When the baby is
born, the lullaby will be finished.

I promise. I will not forget.

Oh, I forgot! Forgot what?

Look, we gotta get
back home. Why?

I left the soldering gun on while I
was fixing the synthesizer last night.

It's sitting on top of the console.
Seriously, we've gotta get back now.

All right. I'll go back
after I drop you off.

Isn't that a waste
of time for you?

Better a waste of time for me than a late
slip for you. Especially around midterms.

Whatever they are.
All right. All right. Look.

I'm sorry. It won't happen
again. Hey, forget about it.

Doesn't take much
to make me happy.

Just finish the lullaby for
your Aunt Beatrice's baby.

Get good grades at school.

Get plenty of sleep.
Take care of your health.

Pick your friends carefully.
Don't fall in with a bad crowd. Pop!

Brush after every meal. Have a concert at Lincoln
Center before I'm too old to appreciate it.

Vote Democratic
except in emergencies,

and don't go swimming
right after a heavy meal.

What about clean underwear?
I'm just getting to that.

♪♪ [Whistling]

Ah, there you are.

[Exhales]

How's he ever
remember what's what?

I can hardly handle a stick
shift, and look at all of this.

Eh, five minutes.
What's it gonna hurt?

[Sighs]

♪ Oh, Danny Boy ♪

♪ The pipes, the
pipes are calling ♪

♪ From glen to glen ♪

♪ And down the mountainside ♪

This is great.

Kid'd laugh himself to
death if he ever saw me now.

[Chuckles]

♪ The summer's gone ♪

♪ And all the roses falling ♪

[Sniffing]

♪ The summer's gone ♪

♪ And all the... ♪♪

[Sniffing]

This thing's burning.

Oh, man. Oh!

Oh! Geez.

[Gasps]

Oh, I unplugged the
wrong cord. [Clicks Tongue]

[Grunts] [Electricity Crackles]

[Clicks Tongue] Oh, geez.

Oh!

[Sighs] Five minutes.
What could it hurt?

Reporting for duty!

What are you talking
about? I made the group.

I made the group that's backing
you guys up for midterms!

All right! Look, you better be
good, 'cause I'm gonna be fantastic.

Wait, wait. Who said that
you're part of the group?

Bruno. He just told
me two seconds ago.

He said that Shorofsky
put me on the list.

Listen. I don't really know if you're good
casting for this. Do you know what I mean?

No, I don't know what you mean.

Well, maybe I better
talk to Shorofsky about it.

Maybe you better talk to
Julie Miller, and right now.

Don't get loud with me! Don't you
think my music is good enough?

Your music has
nothing to do with this.

That's what I was
chosen for... my music.

If that has nothing to
do with it, then what has?

I'm just gonna
talk to Shorofsky.

- What's the matter with her?
- Look, Julie, don't even
pay her no mind.

I promise you. If she
kicks you out of here,

her lead dancer'll come down with a case
of the tutu flu she won't even believe.

[Chattering]

Know that I'm okay
before you turn around.

Pop, what happened? I have a small bump,
slight burn, tiny sprain. No big deal.

You were in an accident. Not behind
the wheel. I'm too good a driver for that.

Now, what are you
gonna do after school?

I was gonna help Danny and
Doris with a midterm number.

Rehearse, like? Yeah.

Where? At the house. Look, will
you tell me what happened to you?

Maybe you shouldn't
rehearse at the house. Why not?

You had to be there.

[Danny] Could someone
tell me why I'm here?

[Doris] We're here to help
Bruno buy a new synthesizer.

[Bruno] I don't need help, and
I don't need a new synthesizer.

[Mr. Martelli] Bruno, I wrecked
the old one. [Bruno] Pop...

[Doris] Bruno, guilt is to a
parent as fertilizer is to flowers.

[Bruno] Fertilizer. Right. [Danny]
I still don't know why I'm here.

Okay, kid. Have
yourself a field day.

[Danny] All right!
[Doris] Yeah, this is nice.

Yo! Can I get a
salesman out here?

Yeah, yeah. Hi. What
can I do for you today?

Uh, what have you got in the
way of synthesizers? Everything.

What price range we talking
about? Money's no object.

Yes, it is. No, it's not.
Show us your best.

Okay. I got a really great item for you.
It's very, very hot. Everyone's buying it.

This one. Top of the
line. ♪♪ [Electric Guitar]

This one features a built-in chorus and a
digital sequencer. [Danny] A cordless mike!

- Hey, I don't need
a digital sequencer.
- Yes, he does.

- Will you listen to the man?
- Here. Why don't you
sit down...

and give it a try, okay?

Come on.

♪♪ [Guitar Continues]

♪♪ [Playing]

Hey, uh, could you quiet the
place down for a few minutes?

Sorry, man. There's
nothing I can do.

- Hey. Hey! Give the kid a break.
- ♪♪ [Stops]

♪♪ [Disco]

♪♪ [Woman Vocalizing]

- This thing's amazing!
- It's not the machine.

♪♪ [Vocalizing Continues]

♪ All the boys may turn me on ♪

♪ But I let temptation slide ♪

♪ Used to be so plain to see ♪

♪ The hunger in my eyes ♪

♪ But now I'm buying ♪

♪ Trying ♪

[Together] ♪
High fidelity, high ♪

♪ High fidelity, high ♪

♪ Keepin' it light
Keepin' us tight ♪

♪ All right ♪

♪ High fidelity ♪

♪ Quadraphonic
sound Stereo desire ♪

♪ Comin' to you loud and clear ♪

♪ With a brand-new
fine-tuned radio ♪

♪ And I'm so glad you're here ♪

♪ Someone to lie with lie with ♪

- ♪ High fidelity, high ♪
- ♪ High fidelity ♪

♪ High fidelity, high ♪

♪ High fidelity, high ♪
♪ High fidelity ♪

♪ Keepin' it light
Keepin' us tight ♪

♪ All right ♪

♪ High fidelity ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

- ♪ High fidelity, high ♪
- ♪ High fidelity ♪

♪ High fidelity, high ♪

- ♪ High fidelity, high ♪
- ♪ High fidelity ♪

♪ Keepin' it light
Keepin' us tight All right ♪

♪ High fidelity, high ♪
♪ High fidelity ♪

♪ High fidelity, high ♪

- ♪ High fidelity, high ♪
- ♪ High fidelity ♪

♪ Bigger than life
Makin' my night All right ♪

♪ High fidelity ♪

♪ High fidelity ♪

♪ High fidelity ♪

♪ High fidelity ♪♪

[Bruno] Pop, this
is too expensive.

I don't want to hear
another word about it.

Granted, it was a little
more than I expected.

But it was worth every penny.
You saw the terms they gave me.

I could have the whole
thing paid off in three months.

I just have to put a
little extra work in.

I'm gonna get a part-time job.

That's not funny! I wasn't joking.
I gotta help you pay for this thing.

What're you tryin'
to do to me? Look.

You're working too hard. I'm not gonna sit by
and watch you work yourself to an early grave.

I appreciate what you're trying
to do, but it's out of the question.

I will not let you take time from
your music to earn a couple of bucks.

What's the rush? Nobody's out
there waiting for it. Yes, there is!

- Who?
- Me! And your Aunt Beatrice's
baby, whenever it gets here.

Aw. Look, conversation is over.

There'll be no part-time job. In my house,
I make the money, you make the music.

Help me get this place cleaned up so I can drop
you at school so I can start paying for it.

♪♪ [Disco]

♪♪ [Continues]

♪♪ [Phonograph Skipping]

- ♪♪ [Stops]
- Girl, what you
doin' in here?

You stealin'
steps? No, I'm just...

I know. I know. You want to kick
me out so you can rehearse, right?

I'm going. I'm leaving.
I'm leaving. Well, no.

I-I wanted to ask
you a question.

Okay. I'm listening.

You said I was in charge of
this dance number, right? Right.

Well, I want to get rid of one
of the musicians assigned to us.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.
Calm down. Come back.

What I said was you're
in charge of the dancers.

The musicians... That's
Mr. Shorofsky's department.

Darling, he's very
protective of his people.

Very protective?

When it comes to his students,
he's a teddy bear with teeth.

[Scoffs]

Well, why do you want
to replace somebody?

You get somebody off the B-list?

No, that's not it.
Well, what is it then?

And who do you want to replace?

What's the point of telling
you if I can't replace her?

Hmm.

Well, of the musicians assigned to
this project, only one of them is a girl,

so you don't have to bother
telling me who anymore.

But I'd be real
interested to know why.

Uh...

You'd laugh. I...

Well, child, if I laugh at your reason,
how good a reason could it be?

All right. Just forget it then.

Just forget it. [Scoffs]

Mozart was a world-renowned
celebrity by the time he was six years old.

He had gifts and praise heaped
upon him wherever he went.

But unfortunately, the notoriety and
riches that Mozart knew as a child...

completely escaped
him as an adult.

In the end, Mozart died penniless
and was buried in a pauper's grave.

Mr. Shorofsky, are you
saying that Mozart wasn't paid...

for all those symphonies
and operas he wrote?

At that time in Austria,

composers were hired and fired
by one man... the archbishop.

If he didn't like you...
And he hated Mozart...

He made life very miserable.

What a jerk. [Laughing]

Hey, too bad they didn't
have commercials back then.

Mozart could've
cleaned up writing jingles.

[Laughing] Now, I hope you all
appreciate the times you live in.

You can finance your great
American symphonies...

by dreaming up some
music for Cookie Snaps.

- What is he talking about?
- Mr. Martelli, did I say
something to offend you?

I just can't believe you're telling
us we should be writing jingles.

- Oh, you think you're
too good for Cookie Snaps.
- That's right.

Mr. Martelli, let me
get two things straight.

Number one, I didn't
tell you to go write jingles.

I was only pointing out that
they happen to be available...

as a means for earning a living.

And number two, you're not
too good for Cookie Snaps.

I've taught many gifted students who
have moonlighted in commercial jingles.

I'm not putting this musical
genre up on an artistic pedestal,

but I'm not putting
it down either.

In fact, I'm somewhat
relieved to know...

that a person with talent
can live a decent life...

and not experience the humiliation
and degradation that Mozart suffered.

There is no glory in begging.

[Students Applauding]

♪♪ [Classical]

That's beautiful.

♪♪ [Off-key] ♪♪ [Stops]

[Coco] Can't you
do anything right?

Hey, hey. Come
on. Just start again.

Start again.

All right. Let's take
it from the top again.

Same place. Same
place. Come on. Okay.

♪♪ [Resumes]

- [Coco] Ow!
- ♪♪ [Stops]

- Hey, I didn't do anything.
- That was you this time,
Miss Coco. Don't try it.

Listen, it's not my fault.
Can we get it right this time?

[Door Opens, Closes]

[Sighs] What kind of a
dance are they doing?

[Lydia] At the moment, none.

Coco, Mr. Shorofsky would like to see
the dance from the top, if you don't mind.

- What for? It's not
gonna work.
- Why not?

[Bell Rings]

I guess that's why not.

[Students Chattering]

Danny, rehearsal
after school today?

Maybe. If you're lucky.

[Julie] I thought you were allowed
to make mistakes during rehearsals.

I mean, what are rehearsals
for? Look, don't snap at me.

It's not me. Miss Coco "Perfection"
Hernandez is in charge here.

But she doesn't seem to be
coming down on anyone but me.

Hey, do you think I'm
just being paranoid?

Even paranoids have enemies.

How do normal
folks say that word?

- Paranoid?
- Yeah.

When you think people are
against you when they're really not.

When you think you have
enemies for no reason.

Oh, then relax, girl. Don't be
paranoid. Coco's on your case for a fact.

- But I don't know why.
- That's easy.

There's nothing I like more than the person
who wasn't there coming up with the answers...

The easy answers. Listen.

We all get bent
about different things.

We all have a button
that can be pushed.

With you, it's dancing.
With you, it's the cello.

When people put those things
down, you get ticked off about it.

Okay, okay. So what's that button with
Coco? What does it have to do with me?

With Coco, it's astrology,

and I'll lay you 10-to-1
that you're the wrong sign.

She's right. I mean, that sounds
about dippy enough to be correct.

I mean, face it. It takes
a flake to spot a flake.

Congratulations,
Doris. Thank you.

Oh, you're welcome, darlin'.
Wait. So what am I supposed to do?

I can't change when I was born.

I just point out the
problems. I don't do solutions.

You'll live, baby.

They don't want any
comics. I already checked.

Any ads for electronic
synthesizer players?

If there were, it'd probably be
for a Cookie Snap commercial.

You had to be there.

[Scoffs]

- Hey, uh, if you really want a job...
- Doing what?

Playing the accordion. You know
how to play the accordion, right?

First instrument I ever learned.

Then look at this.

"Accordion player wanted for world-renowned
Morrie Goldman and the Goldman Dance Band.

Forty years in the
business. Tryouts required."

Let me see that.

Hey, uh, you're
welcome. Anytime.

[Mouths Words]

[Woman] Hello. You've reached
the Morrie Goldman Band Agency.

We're not in right now,

but if you leave your name and
number and the time you called,

we'll see that Mr. Goldman
gets right back to you.

Here comes that
nasty tone. [Beeps]

Hello. My name
is Bruno Martelli.

I'm calling about the position
at accordion in your band.

My number is...

I can't really give you my number.
It's, uh... It's none of your business.

Look, my name is Martelli, and I'm coming down
tomorrow about a job with your band, period.

Have a nice... [Beeps]

day.

Where'd it go? Bloody accordion.

Let me see. Over here.

Ah-ha.

[Mr. Martelli] Yo!

Down here!

Not to worry. Just a precaution.

Pop!

Uh, just a little whiplash.
No big deal. What happened?

I was coming to the line at Kennedy,
and my foot slipped off the brake.

I guess I might've, uh, nodded
off there a second or two.

You fell asleep at the wheel?

I nodded off for a
second there. No big deal.

How long you supposed
to wear that thing?

Three, four days. No big...
No big deal. I know. Look, Pop,

you're working too hard.

A person works hard
when they get nothing back.

I get back. Got no complaints.

Well, I've got a
complaint. What?

I'm worried about
you... About your health.

Look.

I'd rather compose with wax paper
and a comb and have you around...

than have this whole setup
and not have you here to share it.

I'd also like to know
why you... Why what?

Look. Other kids at school... They
have parents who want them to succeed,

and they work hard
to help their kids.

But you... you're hyper.

How come?

Bruno, the one thing
about driving a cab is...

you can get just so good at it.

There's good cab
drivers, bad cab drivers...

No great cab drivers.

I'm a so-so piano player.

I can carry a tune singing.

The only thing I can be
great at is being your father.

That's what I'm shooting for.

But maybe I'm
overdoing it a bit.

[Sighs] A bit.

Morrie Goldman Band Agency.

Be with you in a second.
Yes, can I help you? [Scoffs]

Oh, yes, of course we
do children's parties.

Uh, how old will she be?

Five. Well, then
I'd recommend...

what we call the
Spaniel Special.

All the band members wear cute
little hats with long, floppy ears.

The children love it.

Well, you call us back after you've talked
to little Patty Lynn and let us know.

Right.

You're Martelli. Yeah.
How'd you know?

I had two messages on
the machine yesterday.

You don't look like a stripping
xylophonist named Tempest,

so you must be an accordion
player named Martelli.

Yep. That's me.

What's your suit size?

You about a 36 regular?

Yeah, something like that.
Why? Well, that's what Benny was.

Be senseless to throw out the suit just because
he choked to death on a chicken croquette.

Benny is the reason why
there's an opening in the band.

I'm Minnie Goldman.

You play that thing in
there, you got yourself a job.

Look, I gotta warn you. I'm not one
for wearing hats with long, floppy ears.

Oh, we never have accordion
players at children's parties.

I mean, the kids always think there's
something trapped in there trying to get out.

[Laughs] Trapped. Okay.

Um, after I audition for you,

will I have to audition
for Mr. Goldman?

If you want to audition for
Mr. Goldman, you have to hold a séance.

He's been gone eight years now.

That's Morrie there... The
picture above the penguins.

Taken at Leone's, 1948.

The Donato wedding.

He had a mustache back then.

What a devil with
the ladies he was.

Next to him there, that's
Fast Eddie Needleman.

He sat in with Louis
Armstrong once.

Never let ya forget it.

And next to him there,
that's little Benny Davis,

prince of the polka.

We all had a good
time for a lot of years.

Uh, wh-what would
you like me to play?

Anything but "Lady of Spain."

[Laughs]

[Lydia] Mr. Shorofsky, we are not supposed
to butt in. This is the kids' dance project.

What kind of a dance
without a choreographer?

Mr. Johnson, where
is Miss Hernandez?

I don't know. I'm
not her keeper.

This is your midterm.
Don't you care about it?

Sure, but there's other dancers in
the school who could put this together.

That's pretty cold-blooded, Leroy. I
thought you and Coco were friends.

Yeah, well, me and the
old Coco was friends.

I don't even know this new
one, and I'm not sure I wanna.

What's he talking about?
I don't know. [Sighs]

But just give me some time,
Mr. Shorofsky. I'll find out.

The time is not mine to
give. Midterms are midterms.

If this group is ready, whoopee.
If they're not ready, that's too bad.

The amount of time
is not gonna change.

Good luck.

All right. I'm gonna ask about three
questions, and I want some answers.

Now, Julie, I know there's something
going on between you and Coco.

What is it? Is it some kind of
personal thing, some kind of argument?

No. Not the way you mean.

Well, what is it then?

Is it some kind
of prejudice thing?

Not exactly.

All right, Julie. Do you think you have the
skill and talent to be a part of this project?

Yes! Well, so
does Mr. Shorofsky.

And in this school,
skill and talent...

are the only things any student
is ever gonna be judged on.

I don't know what kind of
trash is getting in the way here,

but you all better clean
it up and clean it up fast.

Exit.

[Groans] [Coco Clears Throat]

It is Coco, isn't it?

Yeah.

I wasn't sure.

The Coco I know
usually barges right in.

Well, maybe this isn't
the Coco you know.

Well,

come on in anyway.

Come on.

Do you believe in astrology?

No. But I know that you do.

Yeah, I do.

Bad horoscope?

[Scoffs] Hey!

I'm not making fun of you.

Okay.

Can I talk to you about
some stuff I believe?

♪♪ [Classical]

I think it's absolutely
ridiculous. Not to Coco.

I'm sure there are musicians and dancers
who disagree, as well as some teachers.

None of that is important. What's important
is that we help Coco resolve this thing.

Before midterms, I hope.

Elizabeth, if you're gonna
cater to this kind of nonsense...

This isn't catering. This is
acknowledging her feelings.

[Mouthing Words]

♪♪ [Waltz]

Oh, no.

Thank you. [Door Closes]

Where's your monkey
and the tin cup?

What are you dressed for?

Um,

I don't suppose you'd
believe a school concert.

Not at 5:00 Saturday
afternoon. [Sighs]

Come on, Bruno. What?

- What's that?
- It's Grandpa's accordion.

I can see that, but what
are you doing with it?

I was just... I was just
going out for a while.

Bruno, what's going on?

I'm going to work. Work?

What kind of a job is it?

A dance band.

You playing for who?
Moose lodges, Elks?

- Yeah, among other places.
- I don't believe it.

Whether you believe it or
not, I've got to get going.

Bruno, you haven't exactly
been leveling with me, have you?

[Sighs] I'm only trying to help.

Bruno, you dressing like
this... That's not helping.

You staying away from your
music... That's not helping.

I don't want you to take this job,
Bruno. I gotta go. I gave her my word.

You give your word to strangers,
and you lie to your old man.

Kids.

Basically, a dramatist has
two major responsibilities.

Number one, to write a
line that makes sense,

and number two,

to write a next line that
makes sense. [Laughing]

Now, this is a little bit difficult
when you stop to consider...

all the different things
that next line can say.

I'm going to try an experiment.

I'm going to read you
a few lines from a play,

and then I want you to think
about what the next line should be.

Don't try to guess
what the author wrote.

Just think about
what you would write.

[Laughs] Remember,
I'm not an acting teacher.

"Ben, angrily...

"'This family's
home is a proud one.

"We're special people.'

"Joseph... 'Not true.

"Not for me. I'm as
average as they come.'

Ben... 'You're my son.
That makes you special.'"

[Students Applauding]

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. All right.
Now, who wants to write the next line?

Doris? Well, when the
father says, "We're special,"

I'd say, "Dad, you're
adopted." [Students Laughing]

No, I don't think the character would
say that. Doris Schwartz would say that.

Hey, I'm a comedy
writer. Mm-hmm.

Do we have any dramatists here?

No hands?

All right. I'll pick
someone. Uh,

Bruno?

Hey, since I don't plan
on ever writing a play,

you should really
pick on someone else.

I will. Soon as you are done.

And you take the
toothpick out of your mouth.

Well, I guess I'd have the
son tell his father to... [Sighs]

take his goldfish
out for a walk.

[Laughs] Why would
you have him say that?

Well, he sounds
like a typical father,

you know, treating his son like he
doesn't have the right to his own feelings.

Okay. Good.

Julie?

I'd have Joseph turn
to his father and say,

"You know, I'm sorry,
Dad. You're right.

"We're not a dime a dozen.

"But we're not just
father and son either.

"We're friends,

"and friends are so
important to each other,

even when they're a royal pain."

Go on, Julie.

You know, Joseph is lucky.

He has his father
right there with him,

and some people don't,

and they really
depend on their friends.

If there's a hassle, these kind of
friends... they ought to work it out.

They have to talk about it.

They can't just
ignore each other.

- [Bell Rings]
- People, there'll be
a quiz tomorrow.

Bring workbooks
and plenty of pencils.

It's an essay question.

Coco. Yeah?

Here. The new astrology book.

I've heard about this.
Where did you get it?

A little place in the
village on Jane Street.

I underlined a passage on page
125 I think you ought to read.

"Above all, allow nothing,
not even your stars,

to rule your better judgment."

Why did you buy this for me?

Well, I'm not a big
football fan either,

but if I could get a friend into
the Super Bowl, I think I would.

But you still think astrology's
a lot of mumbo jumbo... magic.

Coco,

I don't know about what
you call mumbo jumbo,

but there is a kind
of magic I believe in.

I believe in it very deeply,

and I've seen it happen
around here more than once.

It's the magic of
you kids onstage.

I've seen someone
plain become beautiful.

I've seen grace
bestowed on a klutz.

I've seen you, barely
a hundred pounds,

grow and fill an auditorium
seating hundreds.

I can believe in that
kind of magic forever.

[Door Closes]

[Lydia] All right, Miss
Hernandez. We're ready.

Our dance is the Mozartean,

with music by Mozart, of course.

The Sonata Number
15 in "C" major...

was arranged for us
by Mr. Bruno Martelli.

[Bruno] And one, two...

♪♪ [Dance]

You could do it. I can't do it.

Yes, you could
do it. I can't do it.

Will you try it
again? Yes, I'll try.

That hurts my finger. I'm sorry.

Okay, this time, you
be the man. Okay.

Where's my kid?

I said, where's my kid?

Uh, upstairs in the
dance room. Thanks.

You can't go up there.
They're having midterms.

You can't go up there!

♪♪ [Classical, Featuring Cello]

♪♪ [Dance]

♪♪ [Ends]

Bruno! Bruno, I knew you
wouldn't be home for a while,

and I didn't want you to
find out by a note, so...

Hi there.

What is it you didn't want Bruno
to find out from a note, Mr. Martelli?

You sure it's
okay if I interrupt?

[Shorofsky] It's fine.

Your Aunt Beatrice
had the baby... little girl.

Named it Angela. She
had a rough time of it.

She's okay, but she'll be in the
hospital till the end of the week.

You'll have more time on
doing the lullaby. It's done.

- It's done,
even with the band job?
- Even with the band job.

Well, let me hear it.

Well, come on. Yeah.
Why don't we all hear it?

[Girl] I'd like to hear it.
[Boy] Yeah. Come on.

Mr. Martelli, the
baby was born today?

Hey, Coco, what sign
does that make her?

Capricorn.

They're real strong too.

♪♪ [Lullaby]

♪ Welcome ♪

♪ What's it like to be so new ♪

♪ We thirst for your company ♪

♪ A fresh point of view ♪

♪ If only ♪

♪ You could say
what's on your mind ♪

♪ What would you talk about ♪

♪ What would we find ♪

♪ In your eyes ♪

[Harmonizing] ♪ Could
you teach us how to laugh ♪

♪ When the blocks fall down ♪

♪ Could you show us how to cry ♪

♪ With a lonely clown ♪

♪ Could we ever wonder why ♪

♪ Snow falls from the sky ♪

♪ Could we be magic like you ♪

♪ Warm blankets ♪

♪ A sudden hush ♪

♪ The shock of a flashbulb ♪

♪ A woman's touch ♪

♪ What do you feel ♪

[Harmonizing] ♪ Could
you teach us how to laugh ♪

♪ When the blocks fall down ♪

♪ Could you show us how to cry ♪

♪ With a lonely clown ♪

♪ Could we ever wonder why ♪
♪ Wonder ♪

♪ Why ♪
♪ Snow falls from the sky ♪

♪ Could we be magic like you ♪

♪ Could you teach
us how to laugh ♪

♪ When the blocks fall down ♪

♪ Could you show us how to cry ♪

♪ With a lonely clown ♪

♪ Could we ever wonder why ♪

♪ Snow falls from the sky ♪

♪ Could we be magic like you ♪

♪ Could we be magic ♪

♪ Like you ♪♪

Kids. [All Laughing]

♪♪ [Disco]

♪ Fame ♪

♪ Fame ♪

♪ Fame ♪

♪ Remember, remember
Remember, remember ♪

♪ Remember, remember
Remember, remember ♪

♪ Fame ♪♪

[Roars]

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