Boychoir
Mine eyes have seen the glory
Of the coming of the Lord
He is trampling out the vintage
Where the grapes of wrath are stored
He has loosed the fateful lightening
Okay! Okay! Enough! Enough!
Now, who wants to tell me what
the time signature is for this song?
Four-four.
Anybody?
It's a four-four.
Come on! You learned
time signatures last week!
than an unmusical mob!
You want a four-four?
I'll give you a four-four.
Glory glory hallelujah
Stop it. You stop!
Teacher hit me with a ruler
And the teacher don't teach no more
- Hey, Stet.
- Hey, Curly.
Someone saw your mom out
with a skinhead in Midland.
Shut up, okay?
I thought she only dated Mexicans.
La cucaracha la cucaracha
Hey!
Talk about my mom like that
one more time, Jimmy!
One more time!
Keep your head up when you walk, boy.
Go to hell!
That's what I thought.
- Wake up.
- Hmm...
- Mom, wake up.
- What?
You promised you wouldn't
do this anymore.
How'd it get so late?
Here.
- What happened?
- Hmm...
You're not gonna work?
I don't even know where you work.
It's a restaurant, okay?
I told you already.
- Oh, so you're a waitress.
- No, I'm a zoo keeper.
The... What's her name called? Um...
The principal, Ms. Steel,
she wants to see me again tomorrow.
What is it this time, Stet? Huh?
More fights? You cutting class again?
Stet!
We're one minute late.
Three minutes late. Your watch is slow.
- Why are we singing here?
- Oh, the usual.
Testing new music, tryouts, auditions.
Use it as a rehearsal.
Alright, gather round. Stay focused,
no matter what the battlefield.
Paul, have you seen Stet?
He was supposed to find me.
- What did he do now?
- You really want to know?
Uh, no. He's coming to the concert.
I don't think this is
the time to reward Stet
- for his bad behaviour.
- Yeah, but this is different.
about these kids, right?
How they train to sing
and tour the world?
Yeah.
Alright, so pay attention, Stet.
- Quickly and quietly.
- Mr. Carvelle?
I'm Patricia Steel.
We spoke on the phone.
Thank you so much
for coming to our school.
I've been looking forward
to this for a long time.
- You're very persistent.
- Well, I suppose I am.
- Yes.
We have with us today
one of the world's finest youth choirs,
under the direction of the great
master Mr. Anton Carvelle.
Please welcome The National Boychoir!
Stet?
- Stet!
- It was on the floor.
I was gonna give it right back.
I didn't know
- that it was yours...
- Just come with me.
No attitude. Do you understand?
Just look him in the eyes
and give him a firm handshake.
You only get one chance
at a first impression.
- What are you talking about?
- It's a tryout, Stet.
They're going to audition you.
I brought him here for you.
- Stay here, Stet.
- Let's get it over with.
Mr. Carvelle...
this is the boy that I told you about.
He has an amazing voice.
First of all, I'd like to know
what type of training he's had...
Drake, let's just hear him.
I don't have time for this.
Yes. Stet, if you could start...
Hey, this is Debbie.
If you want to leave a message
for me or for Stet,
you know what to do.
It's your mom. She had an accident.
I'm sorry, Stet.
Are you okay?
Everyone that Father gives
to me will come to me
and I will never turn away
those who believe in me...
You sure you don't wanna go over there?
Okay.
You must be Mr. Owens.
Stet?
PRIEST@ We commit her body
to the ground.
Earth to earth, and dust to dust.
The Lord bless her and keep her.
The Lord make His face
to shine upon her...
Actually, we had your name on the file,
- or rather your lawyer's name.
- I did help support them, yes.
But in 12 years, you haven't seen him.
This was a long time ago. I...
I hardly knew her.
But I always did what was right,
because of the boy.
So, in terms of legal custody...
I have a family already.
I was married when I met her.
You understand that.
Now, I'm not disputing paternity.
What's... what's best here
is that the boy
Oh, I don't think so, Mr. Owens.
Stet, he has talent, musical talent.
I don't know what you're talking about.
I know you have no wish
to be involved with his life,
but the fact is there are
other places for him
other than foster care.
There's a private school.
It's on the East coast.
I don't know how he gets in,
or if he gets in,
but he has a chance at a better life.
It will save you a lot
of time... and exposure.
I'm just saying.
Expectations are,
at least from the market,
that you will see
about 160,000 jobs created...
6.9%...
Hey, hon, it's, uh... it's me.
Uh, listen, my...
my flight was cancelled.
Yeah, yeah, I know.
I guess there's a storm in the Midwest.
No, no, no, it's fine,
I got another flight tomorrow.
I'm coming into Newark
sometime in the afternoon.
Tell the girls I love them. Bye.
I'll call you later.
Bye.
Is that the family you already have?
Yeah.
You can sing, right?
- E flat.
- What?
The squeak in the shoe.
I'm sure you understand
this was an unplanned meeting
and Mr. Carvelle is a very busy man.
So am I, actually.
Okay. Go ahead, Stet.
Hm... Odessa. I remember.
You walked out on me.
That was a first.
Am I right?
Sing. Sing anything.
Mine eyes have seen the glory
Of the coming of the Lord
He's trampling out the vintage
Where the grapes of wrath are stored
He hath loosed the fateful lightening
His truth
Is marching
On
Um... Wow, thank you, Stet.
Um... would you step out
and give us a minute?
Well?
- No.
- I agree.
For Christ sakes,
than half of this school.
the discipline for this school.
And he doesn't know
when or where to breathe.
Well, his technique needs work,
but that's to be expected.
There are other considerations as well,
starting with the calendar.
We're well into the fall term
and we only accept new students
at certain periods of the year.
He's too old. Most of the boys here
have already had years
and they play other instruments
along with voice.
Well then, teach him something.
Mr. Owens,
this is the premier
boychoir school in the nation.
Students here sing
with celebrated orchestras,
they record albums, and
they tour throughout the world.
How much?
just bribe your way in here?
The way of the world, sir.
Uh... that's not exactly how this works.
This is for the entire
first year's tuition,
plus a little something extra.
Consider it a donation.
You're in. It's all taken care of.
You got a roof, meals, spending money.
And... I am going home now.
I thought you weren't going
home till tomorrow.
You are a smart boy. You'll be okay.
You'll start in the beginners' course.
We have academics in the morning,
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