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Lang: Mr. Holland? Holland: You are late. And you left you clarinet here the other day. Lang: Yeah, umm, and if you know anyone who wants it, I am giving up the clarinet, I am just goofing everybody else up anyway. I just want to say thanks. Thanks for trying. Holland: Is it any fun? Lang: I wanted it to be. Holland: You know, we have been doing wrong, Miss Lang? We’ve been playing the notes on the page. Lang: What else is there to play? Holland: Well, there’s a lot more to music than notes on a page. These guys, for example, now, they can’t sing, and they have absolutely no harmonic sense. And they are the same three chords over and over again. And I love it. Do you? Lang: yeah Holland: yeah, why? Lang: I don’t know. Holland: yeah, you do. Lang: Because it’s fun? Holland: That’s right. Because playing music is supposed to be fun. It’s about heart, it’s about feelings moving people and something beautiful in being alive. And it’s not about notes on a page. I could teach you notes on the page, I can’t teach you the other stuff. Do me a favor. Pick up your clarinet and play with me . Lang: Okay Holland: And this time no music. Lang: Oh Holland: Because you already know it. It’s already in your head and your fingers and your heart. And you just don’t trust yourself to know that. Okay, here we go, ready? 1,2,3,4.Lang: Ah! Holland: Okay, let’s do it again. And this time no so much lip on the mouthpiece. Lang: okay Holland:1,2,3,4, Lang: Ah! Holland: Alright, no, no, don’t do that. Let me ask you a question. Lang: What? Holland: When you look at the mirror, what do you like best about yourself? Lang: My hair. Holland: Why? Lang: well, my father always says it reminds him of a sunset. Holland: Play the sunset. Close your eyes.1,2,3,4. Don’t stop playing. Lyndon Johnson: I do not find it easy to send the flower of our youth, our finest young men into battle. But as long as there are men who hate and destroy, we must have the courage to resist. We will stand in Vietnam. Holland: Just relax, try to use one foot. Try to use one foot! Try to get two feet off! That’s it! Right! Right! One foot! One foot! That’s it! A little too fast! A little erratically! A little erratically! Just little to the right Oh! Okay, what have we learned from this? : That was a That was a stop sign you went through back there, Mr. Holland. You’re definitely speeding, Mr. Holland. I don’t think you are just allowed to just pass on the right like that either. This is a one way street, Mr. Holland. Holland: Mr. Hosta, shut up! Maternity, thank you. 205. Iris. Iris: come meet your son, Coltrane Holland. Holland: How are you doing? Iris: Okay. Look. Holland: Can I? Iris: Sure. Holland: Oh, he’s beautiful. [Yawning] [Laughing] [Sputtering] [Coughing] Holland: I know an old lady who swallowed a fly. But I don’t know why she swallowed that fly. Perhaps she will die. I know an old lady who swallowed a spider, it wiggled, giggled and tickled inside her. She swallowed the s