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turning to page one
turning to page one
Studio Band goes on-stage. Carl hurries to the DRUMS, tunes them.
CARL
Stick bag.
Andrew hands Carl the stick bag. Raises the music stand, props the MUSIC FOLDER onto it--
Pink (9/10/2013)
CARL (CONT’D)
Hurry up.
ANNOUNCEMENT (V.O.)
The Shaffer Conservatory Studio Band...
CARL
Hurry up.
--and opens it to OVERBROOK COMPETITION CHART.
Fletcher appears. Raises his hand.
Everyone raises their instruments. Sits still. Waiting...
A cough is heard. Fletcher looks to his right. The players stay still. No sign of whom it came from...
And then -- the slightest move of Fletcher’s index finger. So subtle you need absolute focus to even notice it. That’s the count-off. Miss it and you’ve blown it for everyone.
The BAND LAUNCHES. Quiet at first, then a big brassy sound. Andrew watches Carl’s playing. Taps along on his knees.
CARL (CONT’D)
Page.
(Andrew snaps to it, turns the page)
Damnit...
Still conducting, Fletcher approaches, whispers--
FLETCHER
Get it together, Tanner, I swear to God.
Heads back to his position, glaring at Carl. Pissed at Andrew, Carl plays. The music BUILDS and we’re--