Whiplash2014

Uncle Frank:
You got any friends, Andy?

Andrew:
No.

Uncle Frank:
Oh, why's that?

Andrew:
I don't know, I just never really saw the use.

Uncle Frank:
Well, who are you going to play with otherwise? Lennon and McCartney, they were school buddies, am I right?

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

Uncle Frank:
So that's your idea of success, huh?

Andrew:
I think being the greatest musician of the 20th century is anybody's idea of success.

Jim:
Dying broke and drunk and full of heroin at the age of 34 is not exactly my idea of success.

Andrew:
I'd rather die drunk, broke at 34 and have people at a dinner table talk about me than live to be rich and sober at 90 and nobody remembered who I was.

Uncle Frank:
Ah, but your friends will remember you, that's the point.

Andrew:
None of us were friends with Charlie Parker. *That's* the point.

Uncle Frank:
Travis and Dustin? They have plenty of friends and plenty of purpose.

Andrew:
I'm sure they'll make great school board presidents someday.

Dustin:
Oh, that's what this is all about? You think you're better than us?

Andrew:
You catch on quick. Are you in Model UN?

Travis:
I got a reply for you, Andrew. You think Carleton football's a joke? Come play with us.

Andrew:
Four words you will never hear from the NFL.

Aunt Emma:
Who wants dessert?