Whiplash - Not Quite my Tempo

Alright gang, Whiplash. Little under tempo, okay? Neiman, do your best.

Here we go. 5, 6, and

Lets hear some fills!

We got Buddy Rich here.

Little trouble there, let's pick it up at 17.

Ready? 5, 6 and..

Not, not quite my tempo.

Here we go.. 5, 6 and..

Downbeat on 18.. okay, here we go. 5, 6, and..

Bar 17 the end of 4.

Got it? 5, 6, 7..

Not quite my tempo, it's all good, no worries. Here we go.. 5, 6, 7..

You're rushing. Here we go.

Uh.. ready? Okay, 5, 6, and..

Dragging, just a hair.

Wait for my cue.. 5, 6 ,7..

Rushing.. 5, 6, and..

Dragging.

*inhales* Why do you suppose I just hurled a chair at your head, Neiman?

I- I don't know..

Sure you do.

The tempo?

Were you rushing or were you dragging?

Uh- I don't know?

Start counting.

Five, six, sev-

IN FOUR DAMN IT, LOOK AT ME!

One, two, three, fo- One, two, three, f- One, two, three, f-

Now, was I rushing, or was I dragging?

I don't know?

Count again.

One, two, three, fo- One, two, three, f- One, two, three-

Rushing or dragging?!

Rushing.

SO YOU DO KNOW THE DIFFERENCE!

If you deliberately sabotage my band, I will fuck you like a pig.

Now are you a rusher, or a dragger, or are you gonna be ON MY FUCKING TIME?!

I'm gonna be on your time.

What does that say?

Quarter note equals 215.

Count me a 215.

1, 2, 3, 4, 1, 2, 3-

Jesus fucking christ! I didn't know they allowed retards into Shaffer!

Am I to understand that you cannot read tempo? Can you even fucking read music?

What is that?

Eight note?

Yes, what is that?

Down did sixteenth note?

Sight read measure 101.

Ababababababum ba-

What, are you in a fucking acapella group? PLAY THE GODDAMN KIT!

STOP! Now answer my question. Were you rushing, or were you dragging?

ANSWER!

Rushing?

Oh my dear God... are you one of those single tear people? Do I look like a double fucking rainbow to you?

You must be upset, are you upset?

No..

No? So you don't give a shit about any of this?

I do give a shit about thi-

Are you upset? Yes or fucking no? Yes, you are upset.

Yeah..

Say it.

I'm upset..

Say it so the whole band can hear you.

I'm upset.

Louder!

I'm upset!

LOUDER!

I'M UPSET!

You are a worthless, friendless, faggot-lipped little piece of shit whose mommy left daddy when she figured out he wasn't Eugene O'neill and it was now weeping and slobbering all …

So for the FINAL FATHER FUCKING TIME, SAY IT LOUDER!

I'M UPSET!

Carl.

Start practicing harder, Neiman.

Whiplash, bar 125.

Big boy tempo, 5, 6, and..