Drumline Page #4

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- You ain't on a date with your sister.

- This ain't a date.

Snares, listen up.

This last drum part

before my solo's very complicated.

Pay attention.

Now I'm gonna

go through it slow.

Pay attention.

(Sean)

Now the first game's a week away...

so you're gonna have to step up

to the learning curve quick.

- So take out your sheet music...

- # (Drums) #

- Yeah, that'll work.

- (All Laugh)

All right. Choreography and formation

plots will be worked out on Wednesday.

And we will have our

first run-through on Saturday.

This is one of the new songs

for our first game.

- It's by E.W.F. "Earth, Wind & Fire".

- (Man) Old school.

Come on, now.

What y'all complaining about, huh?

- Oh, oh, oh, I see. Y'all think y'all a band?

- (All) Yes.

Let me tell ya,

"Earth, Wind & Fire" was a band.

- (Woman) Back in your time.

- Hold it. Hold it.

- So, what y'all want to play? A little Angie Stone?

- (All) Yeah!

- L.L. Cool "J"?

- (All) Yeah!

- Snoop Doggy Dogg?

- (Laughing)

All these artists sample

from this group, okay?

That's what we gonna play.

Let's focus.

One, two, ready, and...

- (Man Shouting)

- # (Rock) #

(Man)

# I found a love provides the key #

# Unlocks the heart

and souls of you and me #

# Love will learn

to sing your song #

# Yeah #

# Oh, yeah

Love is written in the stone #

Before we take a break,

we have a challenge...

for the Wilmington game.

P3 Donnell Jones...

is challenging P2 Jayson Flore...

- on the basis of musicianship...

- What?

and choreography.

- Front and center.

- Man, that's my roommate!

Sh*t, this is messed up.

(Man)

Keep your horns up. Keep your horns up.

Keep it together.

Don't flip up. Keep it together.

(Dr. Lee)

Let's back him up, please.

Take it from the bridge.

- Hey, yo, do your thing, kid.

- (Drumsticks Clicking)

(Whispering)

- (Whistle Blows)

- (Man) All right, take five.

Mini-Me. I need a volunteer

to polish the drums for tomorrow.

- Man, that's a P4's job.

- Now I'm making it your job.

You don't like it, quit.

Need some help?

# (Imitating Beat Box) #

Uh!

# (Imitating Beat Box) #

Uh!

# You got me polishing

drums till the break of dawn #

- # 'Cause some hating upperclassman named Sean #

- (Laughs)

# On and on

I'm on this drum #

# And I'm tight like spandex

What I do with my hands next #

# Like, check making

all the crabs cream #

# This young Harlem

child put it down like bling #

(Crowd Cheering)

Dang, the crowd is louder than when

the football team was on the field.

'Cause down here,

it's about the marching bands, dog.

Halftime is game time.

Percussion! Last words of advice

for our young ones on-line.

You drop your sticks, don't reach down

and pick them up. Just keep moving your hands.

I don't never drop my sticks.

(Chuckles)

Kid, you about to step in

front of thousands of people.

The crowd. The lights.

It's scary...

even for a hothead like you.

Yeah, I bet you it's even scarier

for somebody with a wack solo.

- What?

- I ain't mumbling.

You want my solo?

Take it.

What?

- Yo, son, you don't even want to tell me that.

- It's all yours, son.

Come with it.

(Band Chattering)

Dude, what are you doing?

He'll freeze up like any other freshman.

His ass needs to be broken.

All right, Panthers,

let's start this season off right.

One band, one sound.

(Band)

A&T!

Whoo!

(Laughs)

(Man Over P.A.)

This is the moment you've all been waiting for.

Get on your feet and be prepared

for the baddest band in the land...

the A&T Marching Panthers...

putting it down

dirty South style!

The A.T.L. is in the house!

# (Stops) #

# (Begins) #

# ("In the Stone") #

# (Stops) #

(Man Over P.A.) Hold up!

Wait a minute! Let us put some drums in it!

Y'all ain't ready

for what we about to put down.

The baddest drumline

in the land!

What we are, you can't smoke,

you can't sniff it, 'cause we were born with it!

Get ready to see

how we put it down, A.T.L. style!

Drumline, get your thing on!

(Man Over P.A.)

Unbuckle your seat belts! That's it!

The baddest band

in the land... A&T!

- You think you know, but you have no idea.

- (Crowd Chanting) A&T! A&T!

(All Chattering)

Hey, yo, man, that was tight, bro.

That was tight.

What was that?

What did we rehearse?

Why do we rehearse?

You were out there showboating

for five minutes. If I wasn't able to signal...

the drum major to wrap you up, you'd still

be out there beating your damn drum!

Dr. Lee, sir, um, there's an explanation.

See, Devon here thought...

Do I look like I need you

to explain anything to me right now?

No, sir.

I don't know what the beef is between you,

but you'd better grill it up and eat it...

- because it is my ass that is on the line.

- (Wagner Laughs)

Now, that is a new beginning!

That's exactly

what I'm talking about.

Great job, son.

Really something.

- You were something special.

- Thank you, sir.

Great job, all of you.

Now, let's see Morris Brown top that!

(All Cheering)

- Some alumni want to speak with you.

- Just need one moment, sir.

There they are.

(Chuckles)

- Don't keep them waiting. New beginning!

- Mm-hmm.

(Wagner Laughing)

New beginning!

Sean, I want you to polish

the drums tonight.

And I'd better be able

to see myself in the silver.

Yes, sir.

I left the polish on the bottom shelf, "B".

(Laughs)

(Ernest Chewing, Sighing)

(Mumbles)

This is good.

Devon, man,

I need to tell you, baby...

you killed them out there.

You did your thing today.

You're gonna be all right, dog.

For real. You nice.

So, what's up with me

and y'all tonight?

- What we gonna do?

- Sorry, dog. I already got plans.

Oh, okay, okay, all right.

Uh, you in a hurry, brother?

No. Well, yeah.

Yeah, I gotta go to this

little... meeting...

a little party

or whatever, you know.

Dog tired, though.

Would you like to go out with me?

I can keep you awake.

- Word?

- Yeah.

No! No, no, I gotta...

I gotta handle my business.

I gotta do my thing on my own.

One love... and all that.

Be easy!

- He spit right in my French fries.

- (Chuckles)

Let me get the large fries

and diet Coke, please.

- 2.27, please.

- I got this. Keep the change.

Whoa. Oh, big spender.

Let me see. $2.27.

Thank you.

Dang, ease up.

We just started dating.

All-you-can-eat joints

come a little later.

So, it is a date?

Yeah, I'm trying to set up

a little casual dating situation.

Really? Hmm.

But Southern sisters,

we don't casually date.

We have boyfriends.

(Chuckles)

Ooh. You killing me

with the "B" word.

Um, okay.

- Let's just say for pretend...

- Okay.

What would a boyfriend

do in this situation?

He'd take me

to the Sigma party tonight.

- # (Hip-hop) #

- (People Chattering)

# (Rapping Indistinctly) #

Laila, girl, let's do the step.

Okay.

Excuse me.

- I'll be right back.

- All right.

# (Stops) #

- You ladies feel a step coming on?

- (Women) Oh, yeah!

- (People Hooting)

- (Man) Better beat it, girl.

- (Woman) Ooh, work it!

- (Cheering)

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