Hotel, Night


Joanna:
Ian?

Ian:
Where are the lads?

Ian puts the guitar down and starts cleaning up.



Joanna:
Picking up the band.
You don't have to clean up.

Ian:
I don't mind.




Joanna:
Where are your things?

He doesn't answer.

I knew you wouldn't go.




Ian:
I didn't say that.





Joanna:
Didn't have to.







Ian:
I love you Joanna.



Ian:
I'm sorry.




They embrace





Will: (entering)
Any sign of him?
Oh sorry. Good you're here.
Well let's get started then.





Ian:
I'm not going Will.
I've got a big chemisty test tomorrow.



Can't miss that can I?

(to Will)
Going to wish me luck?

Shorofsky's Classroom

Ian:
Mr. Shorofsky may I have a word?
You probably heard that I was
leaving the school.

Shorofsky:
I did.
And I admit I was very disappointed.



Ian:
Well anyway ..I didn't

Shorofsky:
If Sikovia had anything to do with
your decision to leave then I'm
doubly sorry. I was wrong.




Ian:
I don't hate classical music.
I like it actually.
It's..my music - it's how I speak.
It's what I want to say..

Shorofsky:
But you must continue with the other as well.



Ian:
That's why I'm here.
But you have to understand...
Mr. Shorofsky I want your respect.
I am a good musician.

Shorofsky:
I never doubted it for a moment.

Ian:
Thank you Sir.

School Hallway

Ian:
What's for lunch?

Reggie:
Peanut butter and pickle.

Ian:
It's early, so I have off.

Reggie:
You wish!

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