Mr. Phelps
Fortissimo.
Excuse me. Hi, I'd like to join the orchestra.
Mr. Phelps
I'm sorry, I don't allow late adds to the orchestra. You'll get no v.i.p treatment here, young man. Unless.
Mr. Phelps
Well, there is one particular percussion instrument for which I've trying to find a sucker (chuckles) candidate.
Lay it on me. They don't call me danger for nothing.
(whispers) What are you doing here?
I just came over to say hi. Hi
Did you join the orchestra, just so you could flirt with me.
It's one thing to ask me out in the hallway and not take no for an answer but I'm serious about my music and you're interrupting the whole orchestra. I don't want to go out with you!
Man, I wish that song was three seconds longer.
This is not working. I joined orchestra and Angelina hates me even more for it.
I guess we're gonna have to talk you up in front of her, (loudly) tell her how awesome of a guy you are! I didn't do that right, did I?
Mr. Phelps
Excuse me, the only annoying noise, I allow in here is by the orchestra.
Cool, in that case sign us up. (Joe and Kevin look at him) Trust me.
Mr. Phelps
Really? All three professional musicians want to to join my orchestra on the same day. Is this a joke or? Oh, I get it. I get it. I'm being punk'd right? Oh, I'll play along. What do you guys want to play?
Anything by Mozart would be nice.
Oh, if we could stay away from "Peter and the Wolf. Wolves scare me and I'm not so sure about that Peter either.
Mr. Phelps
I meant which instruments?
Here try this one. Remember, it's a side with the strings on it.
Mr. Phelps
Yeah, hey, um... you're in.
Mr. Phelps
Everybody make room for Kevin. Come on everybody, slide down. Move.
Well, cello there. See what I did? I put "hello" and "cello" together. Joe's a really great guy.
Mr. Phelps
How about you? What can you play?
Mr. Phelps
Piano.
This one goes out to Angelina in the strings section. My bro, he’s the kindest guy that I know, he likes to take things slow, he’s just a regular Joe.
Mr. Phelps
Welcome to the orchestra.
Huh. Thank you. I'll be here all period.
Mr. Phelps
All right. All right. Settle down, people. Settle down. As you know the school recital is coming up and our version of "The Blue Danube" sounds like cats in wet cement. Yes, I'm looking at you, violins. So if we could please just get through it once with no one hurting themselves. And... four years of dentistry school down the tubes.
Mr. Phelps
Tonight's the big recital and I'm only in a semi-sweat. With any luck, we'll be able to fill a whole row in the auditorium.
Mr. Phelps, we've made a couple of adjustments to "The Blue Danube"
Mr. Phelps
Whoa! A few adjustments to "The Blue Danube" on the night of the concert.
We were wondering if the orchestra could give it a try.
Mr. Phelps
Oh, what the heck, they can't fire me. The principal's my mommy. Go ahead. Hand them out. Let's try it. It can't be worse than what we've got. Instruments, up here. Here we go. And...