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Andrew and Fletcher exit. They stand for a second. Look at one another. An awkward silence.
ANDREW
Nice seeing you...
Fletcher nods. Beat. Andrew turns, about to head off, when--
FLETCHER
Look. I don’t know how you’ll take this.
That band I’m leading for JVC -- our
drummer isn’t cutting it.
(Andrew looks at him blankly...)
Do you understand...?
ANDREW
No...
FLETCHER
I’m using the Studio Band playlist.
“Whiplash”, “Caravan”. I need a
replacement who already knows those
charts inside out.
Andrew looks at him. You can’t be serious...
ANDREW
(trying to gather his thoughts)
Wh-- what -- what about Ryan Connolly...?
FLETCHER
What about him? All he was was your
incentive.
ANDREW
...And...and Tanner??
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FLETCHER
He switched to pre-med.
(and with a hint of a smile)
I think he got discouraged.
Andrew is speechless now. Is this really happening?
FLETCHER (CONT’D)
We’re rehearsing next Tuesday. Why don’t
you take the weekend to think about it?
Andrew takes it all in. WE PUSH in on him, processing... And, slowly but surely, his shock and uncertainty harden before our eyes -- into resolution... This is something to seize on.
ANDREW
I don’t need to.