Drumline

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# (Drumroll) #

DRUMLINE:

(Man Over P.A.)

Deshawn Martin.

- Delphine Matthews.

- (Woman) Yeah, girl!

- Calvin Mays.

- # (Band:
"Pomp And Circumstance") #

Jose Mendoza.

Bonita Mercado.

Curtis Meredith.

Renee Meyan.

Tyrone Middleton.

Sally Millburn.

Devon Miles.

(Woman)

Yea, Devon!

Whoo!

(Laughs)

- # (Ends) #

- As our national championship band...

led by director Jim Anderson...

plays a final song

with our senior musicians...

I'd like to remind you all that no matter

what obstacles life may bring...

- always remember:

- (Mouthing Words)

you can fly.

# (Slow Tempo) #

# (Drummers Increase Tempo) #

(Mouthing Words)

(Mouthing Words)

# (Band Increases Tempo) #

(Audience Cheering)

(Shouting)

- (Camera Shutter Clicks)

- Okay.

Boy, can you ever

just take a picture?

- All right, all right.

- Come on now. All right.

You ready?

(Laughing)

- Hey, yo, that was tight, son.

- Good luck, then. All right?

Which one of those

little fast girls gave you those?

None of them.

They're for you.

Oh, Devon.

Saying I wouldn't be here

if it wasn't for you.

Wouldn't have made it without you.

You're gonna be cool, right?

I mean, I feel kinda weird

leaving you by yourself.

Boy, please. Now that you gone,

I'm getting ready to party.

(Chuckles)

Uh, well, look.

I gotta run real quick.

- Wait, now. We got people coming by the house.

- It'll be real fast.

- I promise.

- Devon.

I promise. Real quick.

Next.

Next.

- What the hell is this?

- I'm Devon.

What?

I'm Devon.

I been coming down here

every day for the last two weeks...

thinking if I should give you

that ticket to my graduation.

Now I changed my mind.

Look, man. I just want to let you know

that I got my diploma.

I ain't never been arrested. I don't have

a whole bunch of kids running around.

Unlike yourself, I'm doing something

with my music.

I got a full scholarship

to Atlanta A&T...

playing the drums.

I want to say

I hope you're proud...

'cause I made it without you.

(Deejay On Radio)

And it's a beautiful sunny day here in Atlanta.

Looking for a high of around 83.

Traffic's moving slow on Peachtree,

Buckhead all the way to midtown...

but 285 is flowing well.

Right now, Atlanta's

number one radio station...

- kicking off this nonstop hour of music.

- Uh, how y'all doing?

Um, my name's Charles,

and I play the tuba.

# (Hip-hop On Radio) #

Hey, yo, what's up, man?

I'm Devon.

- What's up, man?

- Nice on the snare.

All right. I thought I was talking

to myself for a minute in here.

What's up, Charles?

I'm Jayson. All about the bass, baby.

Okay. All right.

What's up?

Uh, I'm Ernest.

Uh, snare drum, bass drum.

Any drum, really.

I'm... just trying

to make the line.

- # (Marching Band) #

- Hey, yo, who's that?

That's Morris Brown.

(Bus Driver)

Keep it real.

That's that unstoppable,

undefeatable Morris Brown.

- Hey, Bertram, are you driving for us or them?

- I'm freelance, folk!

Now, I was with y'all boys...

back in the day when your music

had a brother bouncing.

But ever since y'all got that

new band director of yours, Mr. Lee...

- (Man) Dr. Lee.

- Yeah. Whatever. (Scoffs)

Somebody need to give

that brother a shot of cognac or Jack...

- (All Laugh)

- or something...

'cause for the last four years

at the B.E.T. Classic...

Morris Brown been spanking that ass,

spanking that ass.

(All Laughing)

Hey, yo, "B", you need to pull this

joint over 'cause I'm on the wrong bus.

# (Hip-hop) #

# (Man Rapping Indistinctly) #

Whoo-wee!

Shorties to the left.

- Shorties to the doggone right.

- Yo, "B", look at that freshman right over there.

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