💬 Whiplash (2014)

A little trouble there. Just pick it up at 17.

A little under tempo, okay? Neiman, just do your best.

A medical condition? What, are you Sanjay Gupta?

A one, two, three...

A year later, he was first.

About jazz, my charts. Because of that, you're gonna start to resent me.

Accent, yeah...

Adjusting the seat? Really?

All I wanna do is give you both a crack at it, all right?

All right, everybody, from the top.

All right, gang, listen up. Now, for those of you who are new at this...

All right, gang, Whiplash.

All right, let's do reeds, yeah?

All right, let's get to work, ladies.

All right, man. Have fun.

All right, take 10. When we get back, the squeaker's on.

All right.

All right. All right.

All right. Let's have fun.

All right. Well, you better fucking hope your memory doesn't fail you.

All set?

Alternates, you wanna clean the blood off my drum set?

Although why anybody would have anything...

Am I to understand that you cannot read tempo?

And he practises and he practises with one goal in mind...

And he's laughed off stage.

And here comes Mr. Gay Pride of the Upper West Side himself.

And I loaded the pantry up with Gushers.

And I put him in Studio Band.

And I will never apologise for how I tried.

And I would stop you from doing that?

And I'm a core member...

And I've thought about it a lot, and this is what's gonna happen.

And in first place...

And Jim, teacher of the year.

And Jones nearly decapitates him for it.

And please, is this really Eva?

And so for those reasons...

And then Charlie thinks to himself, Well, shit, I did do a pretty good job.

And there it went.

And when he graduated...

And you're not?

And?

Andrew Neiman, sir.

Andrew?

Andrew.

Any fucking moron can wave his arms and keep people in tempo.

Are you okay? Are you okay?

Are you one of those single tear people?

Are you playing an instrument yet?

As fate would have it, I recently stumbled across another kid...

At 5:30, that's in exactly 11 minutes, my band is on stage.

At the end of the day, he wants a career, as dumb as he is.

Bar 17, the and of four.

Bar 93.

Bar 106, brass, do not forget we sharp that ninth.

Barker, that is not your boyfriend's dick. Do not come early.

Bass, five bars of Donna Lee.

Because I wanna be great.

Because I'm doing that, it's gonna take up my time.

Before I continue, would that player care to identify himself?

Behind.

Bitch had a foot fetish or something.

Bob Ellis on the drums.

Bones.

Buddy Rich, Jo Jones...

Bullshit! Fuck you!

But anyway, I got I actually have this show this weekend.

But he didn't know...

But I tried.

But is there a line?

But that's just what the world wants now.

But the truth was that he barely squeaked in to begin with...

But they didn't see what I saw.

But your friends will remember you, that's the point.

By the time you're done at Shaffer, you'll make Daddy look like a success story.

Bye.

Bye. I'll see you later. Bye.

Caravan.

Carl.

Charlie Parker didn't know anybody till Jo Jones threw a cymbal at his head.

Cheers.

Cherokee. From the top.

Come on in, Connolly.

Come on, let's go home.

Come on, man.

Connolly, get your ass back on the kit.

Connolly, get your fucking ass back on the kit.

Cool.

Cool. Okay, well...

Core players, let's go.

Cute.

Did he ever intentionally inflict emotional distress?

Did I ask you to start playing?

Did you quit?

Do I look like a double fucking rainbow to you? You must be upset.

Do not touch this kit.

Do you think that I would let him put my son through hell...

Do you think you're out of tune?

Don't forget to turn Neiman's pages. Here we go.

Don't slow down.

Don't stop.

Don't worry about Fletcher. He's more bark than bite.

Don't worry about the numbers.

Don't worry about what other guys are thinking.

Don't you know I would never let that happen?

Don't you know that?

Double time swing.

Down the line. Trumpets, bars seven and eight.

Downbeat on 18. Okay? Here we go.

Dragging just a hair.

Dragging. Five, six, and...

Drums, with me.

Drums. Let's hear a little double time swing.

Dude, what have you been practising?

Dying broke and drunk and full of heroin...

End of story.

Every time I saw you at the theatre, your eyes were glued to the floor.

Everybody remember, Lincoln Center use these competitions...

Excellent. Give me five, baby.

Excuse me. Could I get a B flat?

Faster!

Find the fucking folder! A fucking janitor?

Five Ready? Okay.

Five, six, and...

Five, six, seven...

Fletcher would never know it was you who spoke up.

Fletcher.

For the record, Metz wasn't out of tune. You were, Erickson.

Forgot my jacket.

Four words you will never hear from the NFL.

Fuck you, Fletcher! Fuck you!

Fuck you!

Fuck you.

Fuck! Fuck!

Fuck.

Fudd has a chance of getting put back in, so why would he jeopardise that?

Gentlemen, ladies, I apologise...

Get off!

Get off. Fuck. Piece of shit!

Get the fuck out of my sight before I demolish you.

Get your sticks and get your ass on stage. On stage!

Gets up to play at a cutting session, and he fucks it up.

Give a calculator to a retard, he's gonna turn on a TV with it.

Give yourselves at least two hours to get there this time, all right?

Go.

Good.

Got it?

Got it? Or we can let Johnny Utah play the part.

Great.

Growing up, my mom said I had a really big chin...

Guys, just put your instruments down for a minute.

He practises.

He was early second year and he'd started at Shaffer with a lot of hope.

He's dumb but he's not stupid.

He's here.

He's out of your life. Why would you let him get away?

Hey

Hey, are you gonna tell them about your game this week?

Hey, Dad, look at my paradiddle.

Hey, do you mind?

Hey, don't worry about Greg. Kid's a dick.

Hey, fuck off, Johnny Utah. Turn my pages, bitch.

Hey, look, you I can play these charts.

Hey. Come on. Please, come on. You're still open.

Hey. Don't fucking touch my folder, man.

Hey. Hey, hey

Hey. Hey. Sorry I'm late.

Hey. I can cut you any fucking time I want.

His mother claims this started during his time as Fletcher's student.

Hold on to this for the second set.

How do I get to Hargrove?

How do you know who wins in a music competition? Isn't it subjective?

How you feeling, man?

Hurry the fuck up. Get your music.

I actually fucking tried.

I apologise to the musicians.

I can still fucking see you, Mini Me!

I didn't know they allowed retards.

I didn't mean to hurt your feelings.

I do not intend to start losing.

I don't care too much. I think it just It changes.

I don't have a major yet.

I don't know if you heard.

I don't know yet.

I don't know.

I don't know. I guess it's just the people. I don't know if they like me very much.

I don't really think he likes jazz music.

I don't understand you.

I don't want perspective.

I don't want the Raisinets.

I don't want you to worry about hits now. Just tempo, okay?

I feel really homesick sometimes.

I found out I'm the youngest person in the band.

I found out this morning...

I gave Connolly the chart this morning.

I gave Neiman the folder and Neiman lost it.

I get off at 7 on Monday.

I go to Fordham.

I guess he got discouraged.

I guess he's more of a teacher, really.

I hope you play it a lot better than you did last month.

I just eat around them.

I just thought you should know.

I just...

I know I made enemies.

I know that's not, you know, enough, but I'm just really sorry.

I know, I know. I'm almost there. I'm right there.

I left them in the car. I'll be right back. Five minutes.

I like weddings, provided they're not mine.

I need somebody who really knows those charts.

I need the music. It's my memory, I need visual cues.

I play the new cymbals now.

I said not now! If you want the fucking part, earn it.

I saw a drive in him.

I see you in here a lot, and I think that you're really pretty and...

I still go to the movies with my dad.

I swear I had it here two seconds ago. It's gotta be around here.

I tell you, man, and every Starbucks jazz album...

I told you about how Charlie Parker became Charlie Parker, right?

I wanna be one of the greats.

I wanted you guys to know he was a beautiful player.

I was there to push people beyond what's expected of them.

I wasn't there to conduct.

I won't have you cost us a competition...

I'd give anything to be there again this fall.

I'd like to try Neiman on this.

I'd rather die drunk, broke at 34 and have people talk about me...

I'll cue you in.

I'll see you later.

I'm conducting a little, though.

I'm first year.

I'm from Arizona, and I think they can see it.

I'm gonna be on your time.

I'm gonna gouge out your motherfucking eyes.

I'm gonna keep pursuing what I'm pursuing.

I'm gonna start calling you Flannery.

I'm guessing most of you folks have heard

I'm here for a reason.

I'm just gonna lay it out there.

I'm not at Shaffer anymore.

I'm not gonna be able to do that. I'll start to resent you for even asking me to stop.

I'm not gonna be able to spend time with you.

I'm okay. Thanks.

I'm part of Shaffefls top jazz orchestra...

I'm really sorry about everything.

I'm so glad you figured it out. It's a nasty business, I am sure.

I'm sorry I'm late. I'm ready to go.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm Terence Fletcher, these are some of the best musicians in New York...

I'm upset.

I'm using the Studio Band playlist.

I'm warming up the band now.

I've been deeply indebted to her ever since.

I've carried your fat ass for too long.

If he put half the effort into playing the trombone...

If I ever find one of these lying around again...

If you deliberately sabotage my band...

If you need to fucking take a dump or get a coffee...

If your ass is not on that stool with your own sticks in hand...

In college, you know?

In four, damn it. Look at me.

Irene only. Set one. Rhythm section out first.

Is that really the fastest you can play, you worthless Hymie fuck?

It's a...

It's been a while since I talked to you.

It's been too long. Been too long.

It's Carlton football. It's not even Division Two, it's Division Three.

It's just life.

It's like Jay Leno. Look.

It's my part and I decide who to lend it to.

It's my part.

It's not an actual studio.

It's not quite right, Connolly.

It's okay. Play.

It's the best music school in the country.

It's the name of the ensemble, but it's a big step forward in my career.

Jackie Hill, July 17th, 1938.

Jackson, congratulations, you're fourth chair.

Jesus fucking Christ, where have you been?

Jimbo? Overcooked.

Just listen for a minute.

Just tell me what to say.

Keep playing!

Keep playing! Keep playing! Keep playing!

L I can't go on stage. I don't know the charts by heart.

Last month, he hanged himself in his apartment.

Last time I saw you, you were very tiny.

Left turn, 200 feet.

Let's do Billy Zane from the top, yes? Yes?

Let's get to work, huh? How about Caravan, bar 105?

Let's go. Hurry the fuck up. Let's go.

Let's hear some fills.

Like all you guys.

Like, a JVC thing. And I didn't know if maybe you'd wanna go...

Listen up, Cocksuckers.

Listen, the key is to just relax.

Listen, when you get to be my age, you get perspective.

Look up here. Look at me.

Look, I don't really know how

Look,L...

Looks like that might be all night. Neiman.

Marriages are very healthy.

Married men live much longer than bachelors.

May I?

Maybe I'm literally the only one, I don't know.

Maybe it's time...

Maybe not.

Maybe now's the time for Neiman to earn the part.

Metz, why are you still sitting there? Get the fuck out!

Milk the cunt!

Motherfucker!

My dad says that I have I have trouble making eye contact.

My man, Ry. Oh, shit.

My parents like to criticise me too.

Neiman, what the fuck?

Neiman, where are you, man? Call time was 5.

Neiman.

Neiman. Stick around a minute.

Neiman...

Nice to meet you too.

Nice.

Nineteen years old. Isn't he cute?

No Bird.

No musicians in the family?

No wonder Mommy ran out on you. Get off the fucking kit.

No, double time. Double it.

No, I applied to a bunch of schools, Fordham let me in.

No, I didn't. You can't do this.

No, it's JVC.

No, no, I know, I know.

No, no, no. Other drums.

No?

No? So you just don't give a shit?

No.

No. My ears are fine.

No. Stay.

Nope, I guess not. Tanner?

Not even fucking close.

Not exactly.

Not my fucking tempo!

Not quite my tempo.

Not quite my tempo. Connolly.

Not quite my tempo. It's all good. No worries. Here we go.

Now we're gonna slow it down a little bit.

Now, are you a rusher...

Now, either you are deliberately playing out of tune...

Now, the Caseys aren't wealthy, they don't wanna file suit.

Now, this one really upsets me. We have an out of tune player here.

Now, was I rushing or was I dragging?

Oh, I'm Andrew.

Oh, my dear God.

Oh, okay.

Okay, get out of here. Pick up the new chart by the door on your way out.

Okay, man, ready?

Okay, maybe a bug flew in my ear.

Okay, we can start now.

Okay, why don't you just tell Fletcher that I'm coming, you motherfucker?

Okay.

Okay. All right.

Okay. Seven o'clock?

On the other hand...

One and two and...

One fifteen.

One more thing. Give me that.

One, two, one, two.

One, two, three, four.

One, two, three, four. One, two, three, four.

One, two, three, four. Two, two, three, four.

One, two...

Only reason you're in Studio Band to begin with is because I told you...

Or don't. I don't give a shit.

Page.Page!

Parker's a young kid, pretty good on the sax.

People wonder why jazz is dying.

Perfect, Connolly. Oh, my God.

Pick it up.

Piece of shit. I'll fucking kill you.

Play the goddamn music.

Please go away.

QQpsy daisy.

Quarter note equals 330.

Ready?

Really?

Reeds.

Rehearsal 9 p.m. sharp tonight. That's how long you have to learn it.

Rhythm and soloists, bar 45.

Room B 16 tomorrow morning, 6:00 a.m. Don't be late.

Rushing. Five, six, and...

Same spot. Three, four.

Same thing.

Save your travel receipts.

Say it so the whole band can hear you.

Say it.

School record, school record.

See the tempo marking on there?

See what I'm saying?

See, this to me is the beauty of Studio Band.

Seriously, take 10, 20, a fucking hour.

She did wanna be an actress when she was my age.

She started piano last week.

Short .

Show me.

Sight read measure 101.

So for the final father fucking time...

So Fordham was just like a random school?

So how's it going with the Studio Band?

So I'm gonna give him a shot.

So now you have it, right?

So you know I'm looking for players.

So, what do they want?

Some parents got a kid from Sean Casey's year, I think...

Sorry, we have a new player. Ryan Connolly.

Sorry. Can you ? Just one more time?

Stage right, in order, now.

Start practising harder, Neiman.

Stop.

Stop. Now answer my question.

Sure.

Take the weekend. Think about it.

Tanned

Tanner, are you a fucking statue? Let's go. Get off the stool.

Tanner, what you doing? It's core only. I don't have time for alternates.

Tell me it's not you, Elmer Fudd.

Tenor, let's start the pickup to 11.

Thank you, Joe.

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.

Thank you.

Thanks, man. Here you go.

Thanks.

That shit?

That there is nothing in the world more important to me than you?

That was a little extra avant garde there from the rhythm section.

That was truly pathetic.

That, to me, is an absolute tragedy.

That's a great kit.

That's been your problem the whole time? The seat height?

That's enough of that. Just back to the core drums, please.

That's exactly my point.

That's great.

That's it.

That's who you're listening to now.

The faculty were all telling him, Maybe this isn't for you.

The folder was your responsibility.

The folks out there make a phone call, you could be a Blue Note signee...

The kit is a fucking tonal catastrophe. Get it in tune, all right?

The next Charlie Parker.

The only reason you're a fucking core is because you misplaced a folder.

The Shaffer Conservatory Studio Band.

The talent at this table, that is stunning.

The truth is, Andrew...

The young lady changed her mind at the last moment.

Then why did you stop playing?

Then why the fuck didn't you say so?

There are no two words in the English language more harmful...

There's no fucking Mars bar down there. What are you looking at?

They brought back the JVC Fest this year.

They got me opening in a couple of weeks with a pro band.

They'll make great school board presidents.

Things were hurting with Neiman on the kits.

This place is nice.

This scared, skinny kid...

This would not be a public hearing, you know.

Three, four.

Travis and Dustin, they have plenty of friends and plenty of purpose.

Trombone, bar 24. The and of two.

Tune the set to B flat, then turn my pages.

Two bars for free.

Two, two, three. Two, two, three.

Usually it's somebody that has fucking sticks.

Wait for my cue.

Wait.

Wanna grab the shakers?

Watch it.

We all set?

We definitely have an out of tune player.

We got a squeaker today, people. Neiman.

We got Buddy Rich here.

We will stay here for as long as it takes until one of you faggots can play in time.

We're gonna do some old standards, but we're gonna start with a new tune...

We're gonna pick up the tempo.

We're gonna stay until I find a drummer who can fucking play in time.

We're just gonna start to hate each other. It's gonna be ugly.

We're very excited to be here kicking off the JVC Festival this year.

Well, Fordham was Fordham.

Well, glad you could fit us into your busy schedule, darling.

Well, I don't know if I can come. I I'll have to check with my boyfriend.

Well, she said my dad cursed me with one.

Well, that's okay, Charlie. That was all right. Good job.

Well, you got plenty of options still.

Were you rushing or were you dragging?

What about Ryan Connolly?

What are you doing?

What are you looking for? There's no gold down there.

What did you do to your hand?

What do you do?

What do you study?

What is ? You said Jayvees?

What the fuck did you say to me?

What the fuck is wrong with you?

What the fuck you doing?

What the hell was that noise?

What year are you?

What, are you in a fucking a cappella group? Play the goddamn kit.

What's he written?

What's your name?

When I Wake.

When you're a big college kid, will you come play in my band?

Whiplash, bar 125.

Who are you gonna play with otherwise? Lennon and McCartney were buddies.

Who's now weeping and slobbering all over my drum set...

Whoever it is, this is your last chance.

Why didn't you say that?

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

Why would you do this to me?

Why would you give it to Neiman? Right?

Why'd you pick Shaffer?

Would you characterise his conduct as extreme, Andrew?

Would you wanna go out with me ever?

Yeah, and Dustin is heading up Model UN...

Yeah, hello?

Yeah, I did hear that.

Yeah, I guess maybe you don't have it.

Yeah, I mean, it's not for everybody.

Yeah, I think he likes me more now.

Yeah, I'll check, but I don't know.

Yeah, it's going really well. I'm the new core drummer, so

Yeah, it's going really, really well, actually.

Yeah, that's my boy.

Yeah, this one right here, right?

Yeah.

Yeah. I really like the music that they play.

Yeah. It's all right.

Yeah. Well, I don't know. He saw me play today.

Yep. That's why.

Yes, sir.

Yes, you are upset.

Yes.

Yo, looking good.

You are a worthless, friendless, faggot lipped piece of shit...

You are fucking kidding me.

You believe that, right?

You can barely chew this.

You can't?

You embarrass yourself like what's his face.

You have a path, you're going to be great, I'm gonna be forgotten...

You hear me, cocksuckers? Better start shitting me perfect 400s.

You just gotta listen to the greats, then.

You just tell that little fucking redhead I'll I'm gonna be there, okay? Fuck.

You know of his death?

You know that for a fact?

You know, maybe you go too far and you discourage the next Charlie Parker...

Whiplash (2014)
Whiplash is an electrifying drama film released in 2014 that captivates audiences with its gripping narrative and stellar performances. Directed by Damien Chazelle, this intense masterpiece revolves around the turbulent relationship between Andrew Neiman, a young aspiring jazz drummer, and Terence Fletcher, a ruthless music conservatory teacher. Miles Teller delivers a remarkable performance as Andrew Neiman, brilliantly encapsulating the character's ambition, determination, and frustration. J.K. Simmons, in an Oscar-winning performance, portrays the terrifyingly strict and volatile Terence Fletcher, leaving viewers both entranced and horrified. Their on-screen chemistry pulsates with tension, making each scene an exhilarating experience. The film's driving force is the mesmerizing jazz soundtrack, which provides an intense and charged ambiance. Created by Justin Hurwitz and featuring the spectrum of emotions felt by the protagonist, the score complements the film's exploration of passion, sacrifice, and obsession. To experience the captivating sounds of Whiplash, you can play and download the stunning soundtrack here. Immerse yourself in the exhilarating rhythms and intoxicating melodies that will transport you into the world of jazz and the daunting pursuit of greatness.
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