Kevin, I can write my songs on a computer. They have a computer lab. It opens up the possibilities of song composition . . .
What’s the possibility of getting some food in this house soon? I’m going grocery shopping tomorrow. Put what you want on the list.
I can’t believe how many forms I have to fill out. I can’t believe we’re out of cereal.
Put it on the list. We’re almost out of peanut butter.
I just bought that jar. Hey, look, a coupon, two for the price of one, I know, put it on the list. We should get more cookies. Gee, they want to know everything–my interests, hobbies, sports, awards, on and on . . . I’ll be here all night.
Do you think this college thing is a good idea? Yeah, for me it is. It’s the only way I’m going to get anywhere in the music world.
When are you going to give up junk food and eat something healthy? When healthy food tastes as good as cookies and peanut butter.
Oh, good night. I hope I can make it, Mom.
I am late for school. Don’t drink from the carton!
Milk tastes better this way. You drive me insane. Why are you wearing shorts and a tie? High school graduation pictures. What do you mean?
Graduation pictures . . . you know. They take the picture from here up. They don’t take a picture of your legs.
Are all your exams finished? I just have my math final.
Kevin. Beck, don’t worry. Math is a breeze, I’ve got to go.
Hi, Dad. Bye, Dad. Don’t slam the door! . . . Thanks.
Hi, Dad. Why are you up so early? Where’s my coffee? What, this? Is this yours? I’m sorry.
That’s ok. I’m late anyway, I’ll get coffee at work. What’s that?
It’s my application to the Boston School of Music, I have to mail it today. Oh, not another school application.
Yes, another school application. By the way, does Kevin ever tell you how his final exams are going?
No, he doesn’t tell me anything . . . I try to talk to him, but . . . He has a final today.
I don’t even know if he studied for it, he won’t graduate if he doesn’t pass his exams. I’ll talk to him.
I have to go! Your lunch is in the fridge. Do you have enough change for the bus?
Yes, I have some, thanks. Becky, don’t slam the door. Thanks.
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Sandy. Hey, girl. You just made it. Is everything ok?
Yeah, I was up late last night. With Matt?
No, with this. Look . . . What is it?
It’s a brochure from the Boston School of Music. I sent my application in this morning.
Good for you! This place looks expensive. It is, but it’ll be worth it. . . if I get accepted.
And if you don’t get in? I’ve got my backup schools . . . maybe I’ll get into one of them.
How many colleges are you applying to? Four.
Four? Why so many? That’s a lot of work. And a lot of money, just to apply, but I’ve been dreaming of this for a long time.
Your dreams are so big, exciting. I mean, my dreams are real simple get married, have a family, stuff like that.
I don’t know, I can’t explain it, I just want to know everything I can about music. I’ll get my degree and make something of myself.
Well, when you become a big star and you get your first hit song, don’t forget your friends here at the factory. Me? Forget? Never. I’ll even send you a free copy.
You’re all heart.
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Hello! Dad! You’re home early.
It was a half day, today. How come?
I just had one final and graduation pictures. What’s that?
My cap and gown. Let me show you. It smells funny! And, the cap. . . How about it Kevin Casey, high school graduate.
It’s too bad your mother can’t see you now. What’s for lunch?
Kevin, come sit here. Rebecca and I are both worried about your finals. How was your exam today?
A breeze. Math’s my best subject, it was an easy test. Well, good, what about the others science, history?
Dad, give me a break! I’ll pass them all with flying colors. Oh, thanks.
This won’t even cover my bills. Your whole paycheck?
Yeah, I lent some money to Jack. You can sure kiss that money goodbye.
Why are you so hard on Jack? You know, he’s really a good guy. I’m sorry, I just don’t think that. Let’s forget it.
I’d like to cash this check, please. Do you have an account at this bank?
Yes. Can I see some form of identification, please?
Why do I always have to show my I. D. ? He’s a new teller. Hey, they do it for your protection.
Right, so we have to show our I.D. every single time. Twenty, forty, sixty, eighty, a hundred, a hundred and twenty, hundred and forty hundred and sixty, hundred and eighty, two hundred.
Thanks. Hi, I’d like to deposit the whole check into my savings account, please.
How can you live without cash? I get money from the cash machine. . . forty dollars at a time.
I can’t stand you, Rebecca. Don’t they charge for these cash machines?
It depends on what kind of account you have, and whether you have enough money in it. And you have that much money saved?
How else am I going to pay for college? Save, save, save. Wow.
Do you know about this videotape? The Boston School of Music?
Yeah, this is the music school that Becky wants to go to. Why doesn’t she study something practical, like business?
She’ll never make any money with a degree in music. You never know.
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