:10:03
- Good evening. I.D., please.
- Hi. Uh, sure.
:10:05
Maybe
:10:08
Finda way to make it
back some day
:10:13
- What can I get you?
- Let me ask you something.
:10:16
I'm a songwriter. Is there someone
here I could talk to about my songs?
:10:19
I've been a struggling
sax player for 12 years.
:10:22
- What can I get you from the bar?
- Pepsi and some crackers.
:10:28
- Hey. How are you doing?
:10:31
Then I hope there's someone
out there
:10:34
Excuse me.
Who's that guy?
:10:39
That would be Mr. O'Donnell.
:10:43
Mr. O'Donnell.
He's the manager or something?
:10:48
Yeah. He's the music manager.
He's in charge of finding bands and...
:10:53
booking new talent.
:10:57
Run away with my heart
:11:02
Run away with my hope
:11:05
Hey, where the hell were you,
O'Donnell?
:11:07
I got 15 orders stacked up here
and nobody to run the grill.
:11:10
Fifteen orders, Walt.
Is that all?
:11:12
Gimme ten minutes,
I'll catch us up. Go on. Lie down.
:11:15
Relax. You look tired.
:11:18
We can talk about
my raise later.
:11:20
You think this is Australia?
There's no raise. I'm about to fire you.
:11:29
Um, excuse me.
Mr. O'Donnell?
:11:33
- Yes.
- Mr. O'Donnell. My name is Violet Sanford.
:11:35
I'm a songwriter.
I just wanted to give this to you.
:11:37
I know it's not the most professional
way to submit a tape.
:11:41
- But this is all pretty new to me.
- It's pretty new to me too.
:11:45
I just figured as the manager
of a club like this, you must know every band on the East Coast.
:11:49
The manager...
of this club.
:11:57
Um--
:11:59
- You guys go ahead. I'll catch up.
- Sure thing.