All language subtitles for +Music.Of.The.Heart.1999.720p.BluRay.x264.AAC-[YTS.MX]

- Whoa, whoa, whoa! - Hey, watch it, you idiots!

Be careful with those! They're violins, not bowling balls!

- Why so many?

- Boing, boing, boing, boing, boing, boing... - Mom?

- What? - Which box has our toys?

What the hell is Lexi doing? I can't hear the phone!

Yes, I'm still holding.

Okay, well, um...

Listen, you don't have to lie to me...

because I know that he's there.

Well, just check under Lana Holden, Mrs. Lana Holden.

Well... okay, okay, fine.

Just tell Lieutenant Demetras that his wife called again, will you? Please?

- And tell him that... Ma! Jeez! - No!

- I want you to listen to me now.

You can't keep doing this to yourself or to the boys.

They need their mother now.

- You're a beautiful, talented woman.

- You have your whole life ahead of you. - Ma, if I'm so beautiful...

and talented, tell me why did Charles leave me?

Because Charles is a big jerk.

Now get dressed.

What am I gonna do?

Well...

first you eat breakfast.

A little black coffee.

And then you get a job.

Any job.

The boys, God bless them...

They're big eaters. I can't afford it.

Well, he's gonna get sick of her, Ma.

We'll see.

Well...

in the meantime...

get a job.

Just wrap, you're not Picasso.

Picasso would have put the bows on the back of the box.

Brian Turner.

Roberta Guaspari.

Oh, my gosh. I thought you moved away.

I did. I'm just here for my mom's birthday.

Oh, that's nice. That's really...

- Uh, that's for my mom. - Oh, man... Yeah, Turner.

Very pretty though. Oh, go ahead. Go ahead.

- Yes, I knew... I heard you wrote a book, right? - Mm-hmm.

- I didn't read it, though. - That's okay.

Neither did my mom. Looks good on her coffee table, though.

Thank you very much, and please come again.

So what are you doing here?

I thought you'd be in Carnegie Hall by now.

It's a long story.

So my college professor said it was too late.

You know? I hadn't had enough training to be a concert violinist.

So I took a degree in teaching.

I bet you're a great teacher.

Well, I think I am. Or I could...

But every time I would get started on something,

Charles would be transferred.

And then I had my kids, and I took time out to raise them.

Then by the time I wanted to start teaching again,

nobody would hire me because...

You know, Navy wife. You can't count on her to stick around.

So l-l-I decided what I would do is start my own program.

And Charles gave me the money... to do that.

- We were in Greece. I bought 50 violins at this little Greek shop. - "Fifty"?

And I started the program at this little private school and, uh...

- And then... - And then your husband ran off with your best friend.

That's right. No, she was not my best friend. She was a friend.

So what are you gonna do? Just wrap presents and wait till he comes back?

You sound like my mother.

Oh, God. Heaven forbid.

- I've met your mother.

- You don't look like her, though.

You know something? I've been thinking.

I know this cool lady. I wrote a piece about her.

She runs this elementary school.

- It's public, but it's alternative. - Mm-hmm. Hmm.

I don't know. I think... I think you should meet her.

I would love to, if you don't mind.

If it works out, you'd have to be willing to relocate, though.

Hmm. Where is it?

-

- -

- - Come here!

- - Damn, man!

- Hey! Do what you're doing, man!

- You trying to kill me? - Watch it, fool!

Welcome to East Harlem.

Aside from half a term in a private school...

in Greece...

and a year teaching chorus in Hawaii ten years ago...

That's... the Navy. They move you around.

Um... it doesn't look as if you've had any other teaching experience.

Well, not traditional teaching experience, but I have, um...

- Uh, I've given private lessons. - Oh.

That's not on there. I...

I taught my sons.

I'd like to help you, Mrs. Demetras.

Brian spoke highly of you, and I told him I would consider starting a violin class.

But without the proper qualifications...

and without any experience in inner-city schools...

I'm very sorry.

Okay.

Thank you for seeing me.

You're quite welcome.

What I did is change the 8... 45 to 9... 45...

- to 8:45 to 9:30... -

- Come in. - Excuse me.

- Oh, I didn't mean to interrupt. I wanted you to meet my boys. - I'm sorry, Janet.

- This is Nick. - Hi. - Hi.

- And Lexi. - Hi.

I'm sorry. Hi. Oh, I'm Roberta Guaspari-Demetras.

Dennis Rouche, our music teacher and program coordinator.

Mrs. Demetras, did I not make myself clear yesterday?

Oh, yes, yes, of course. I just wanted to show you something.

Just take a second. Ready, boys?

Are we having a talent show? I should have brought my tap shoes.

Five, six, ready, and...

Beautiful. Beautiful.

Oh...

- Will you hire her now? - Oh!

Uh... how long have you boys been playing?

- Since I was three. - And you?

Maybe since I was three and a half.

Your mom must be a pretty good teacher, huh?

- She's okay. -

Nick... That's right. You guys wait out there.

- Okay, so... - Mrs. Demetras, if you could...

teach our students to play as well as they do, l-I'd be thrilled, but...

I could. Any child can learn to play the violin.

Assuming they have the discipline.

I would teach them to have discipline.

Mrs. Demetras, a lot of our parents are struggling...

to feed their kids, to pay the rent.

They don't have time to help them learn violin.

Well, they wouldn't have to. They wouldn't have to.

It would be great if they wanted to help, but these kids are going to be committed.

They would practice on their own, and they'd help each other in the classroom.

I think I know these students, Miss Demetras.

- Mrs. - Mrs. Demetras.

And I can tell you right now,

their attention span doesn't go past do, re, mi.

Maybe on a good day, I can get them to fa.

I think you're underestimating them.

They can learn to play as well as any other kids.

- That I'd like to see. - Well, you will.

Or you would... if...

I'll tell you what...

I'll put you down as a sub.

- For now.

- Thank you very much. - But even if it works out,

the board may not let me create a permanent position for you.

That's okay. Anything is okay. That's great.

- I have already planned out the whole term. - Oh, thank you very much.

- Yes! - There is no room for this.

Besides, where are you gonna find money for violins?

Oh, you need violins?

- I have violins. I have 50 violins.

Thank you very much. Nice to meet you, Mr...

- Rouche. - Rouche. Th-Thank you.

- Okay. Lucy? -

Hey, let's go get one! Come on! Come on!

I want one! Give it to me, now!

- Come on, I want one! Come on! - Please, don't open...

Don't open the cases, okay, everybody? Don't open the cases.

- No guns.

Okay, now... listen to me, please!

- I don't like this one. - No, no! Please, keep them closed!

Stop it, you two. You two, what did I just say?

Stop! No, no, please, don't. Don't. No, no, no. No, no, no, please.

just put them back in the case, all right?

Who's plucking? Who's plucking my violin? Hey!

Please, will you put it back in the case right now?

Good. Okay. So today I'm going to be dividing you all up...

- into five different classes.

Hello. Come with me.

You're gonna be the first student who is not in my violin class, okay?

I want you to go to the office right now.

Right now. Out, out, out.

Go on, go on, go on. Out, out.

- - Who wants to be next?

Who wants to be kicked out of my class?

Are you raising your hand...

- because you want to be kicked out? - Yeah.

- Wh-Why? - I don't want to learn about no stupid violins.

- Man, violin's for wimps.

- Who told you that? - Nobody.

- I just know. - What's your name?

- DeSean. - Well, DeSean...

you didn't give me a good enough reason, so you're staying.

Anybody else?

Very nice. Everybody be quiet.

I'm gonna hand out the violins.

Hey, I play pretty good.

Yeah, see how easy it is?

That's great. You know what?

In the spring, maybe, we can have a big concert...

- and invite all your families and the whole school.

Huh? That would be great.

- What's your name, honey? - Naeem.

Naeem. Okay, you can sit down, Naeem.

You're gonna be a quarter size.

Yeah, and if you guys do exactly what I tell you, if you listen to me,

you're gonna sound beautiful in the concert,

and you're gonna feel so proud of yourselves, you know?

But if you don' listen to me,

you're gonna sound so bad your own parents will get sick when they hear you.

- They might even throw up.

I'm serious.

- You decent? - Yeah.

- What's this? - A toast.

- A toast? - To Roberta...

- for making it through the first week. - Ah.

I'm proud of you.

I really appreciate everything you've done for us. I really do.

I swear to you... I promise, this weekend,

I will start looking for a place.

There's no rush, really. No rush. It's...

No, you've done enough.

You should be writing and not baby-sitting us.

I've been reading your book.

- I think it's really great. Yeah. - Oh?

It's really good. It's such powerful stuff.

Wow. Yeah?

- Yeah. - Well, thank you.

Um, so the next one is on migrant workers?

Yeah.

How do you know how you... What...

What you're gonna write about next?

- I mean, how do you... - I just follow my gut.

Pay attention to...

what I'm being drawn to.

What...

What are you doing?

I've been wanting to do that since Mr. Duvane's orchestra class.

You never noticed me in that class.

Oh, you... You completely ignored me. You used to drive me wild.

You had like five different girlfriends.

I never had the one I wanted.

That Roberta isn't around anymore.

I don't believe you.

- No, I can't... l-I shouldn't. - Why?

- Because the boys are... - They're sleeping.

Yeah. Oh, man, I'm still married.

And what's your husband doing right now?

Oh, my God. The boys.

It's okay.

They're still sleeping.

Where are you going?

Uh... Texas.

What?

What's in Texas?

Farm workers.

My research grant? I just got the call. It came through.

- Wow.

I've got some families lined up there, and then I go on to California.

How long are you gonna be gone?

I don't know. Two, three months.

I thought you would be around.

I... Um... And last night...

Roberta...

last night was great, but what did you think?

We were gonna get married in the morning?

No, I didn't think that.

I just... We just got here, and I barely even...

I don't even know where to buy groceries.

You're gonna be fine.

You have a job, a place to stay,

your kids have a school to go to,

and there's a D'Agastino's right around the corner.

What am I doing right now?

- Rosining the bow. - Rosining the bow. That's right.

And what am I doing when I tighten this little screw,

when I turn it like this?

- Tightening the horsehair.

Everybody, be quiet. Naeem?

- Tightening the horsehair. - The horsehair. That's right. Okay, what do we call this?

- What is this called?

Bird was shooting them threes, man. Bird was...

- DeSean? DeSean? - Yeah.

- What is this called? - I don't know.

- Yes, you do. Why not? - I wasn't here.

You were here, but you weren't paying attention. You want people to think you're stupid?

Okay, you can tell him, Naeem.

- It's called the frog. - It's called the frog. That's right.

Okay, anybody remember what this is?

Lucy, do you like it when people snap their fingers when you talk?

- Yeah.

"C," "C," "C," "C,"

- I'm sorry. - No talking!

- I was supposed to collect kids from Miss Cooper's classroom...

for my 10:00 class, and there's nobody there.

Miss Cooper's students have Phys Ed on Tuesdays.

- But you scheduled them for violin.

You must have read the schedule wrong.

I don't think so.

Well, I can't solve this problem for you right now.

I'm trying to teach.

So am I.

May we continue, please?

- But I thought all the teachers agreed to this. - In theory.

Adam, I want to see you in my office after lunch.

- What did I do? - Think about it.

Look, whenever you pull the students out, it's a disruption.

Plus, it's extra work on the teachers...

because they have to fill the kids in on what they missed.

- Some of the teachers resent it. - But can't you talk to them?

Look, I pulled this off a second-grader this morning.

I'll help you, Roberta, but I cannot hold your hand.

I want everybody to put your right foot on a tile,

and then you put your left foot on a line.

See? Because we're trying to make a box with our feet.

- Lucy, do you want to leave the class right now?

Yeah, because I'm trying to make you stand strong. See?

So strong and balanced that if I tried to push you over, I couldn't do it.

- See? - Michael Jordan's pretty good, though.

If you were standing strong, I couldn't push you...

Hey, DeSean. Hey, James. Now, cut it out.

Anybody seen Naeem?

- I saw him this morning, but he's not here. - I know he's not here.

That's why I asked you. See?

Okay, good.

You're not standing strong.

See? See how I could push you? That's because your feet are not...

centered.

Somebody bring me a chair, okay?

Guadalupe, I think it would be a good idea for you to sit, okay?

Thank you, DeSean.

Now, who can I yell at?

Hey, Naeem!

Where were you today?

I can't be involved in class anymore.

- Why not? - My mother won't let me.

Why?

My son's got more important things to do than learn dead white men's music.

They're gonna learn "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star."

How many black classical composers can you name?

How many black classical violinists do you know?

That doesn't mean that's the way it should be.

I mean, Naeem's learning how to play music.

Maybe it makes him feel good about himself.

- What does it matter who wrote it? - Please, Ma.

Can I be in the class?

Look, I've seen this before.

You white women come up here and think you can rescue our poor inner-city children...

who never asked to be rescued in the first place.

No thank you.

Come on.

Don't look back at her. Turn your head around.

Shit.

Hello?

Where are you?

Are you still with her?

Oh, God.

We've all missed you so much.

The boys and me... We're gonna be so happy when you come back.

I promise it will be better. i... I...

What?

Well... What? I thought you said that you and Lana...

You were... That was all over.

- - Charles? Charles?

Mm-hmm.

Yeah, that was it, you know?

No explanation. No discussion.

No... anything. He just...

He basically didn't even want to talk about it.

- Just "I want a divorce. Good-bye." - I know it's hard.

You're gonna get through this.

You will. You'll survive this. You will.

I'm gonna take the boys and move back to my mom's.

What?

You're gonna quit teaching in the middle of the term?

Well, I just... I don't fit in there.

I'm not making any progress with those kids.

What are you gonna tell Janet?

Huh? Your husband left you, nothing else matters?

I don't know.

My mother gave it to me.

- Why would she give you $50? - To buy breakfast.

Do you know how hard your mother works?

- Yeah. - Do you think it's right to steal from her?

- I didn't. - Why don't we go to my office and call her and ask her?

- Come on. - I need to talk to you.

It will have to wait.

- It's important. - Take a number.

Guadalupe, what are you doing here?

I can't keep my bow straight.

Well, honey, your teacher must be looking for you.

Here. I can't come anymore.

It's too hard.

The violin is hard for everybody.

But everyone is better than me.

I'll always be... weaker.

Did you ever hear of Itzhak Perlman?

- No. - He's one of the greatest violinists in the whole world.

He has problems with his legs too.

He has to use two canes to walk,

but he still makes the most beautiful music.

- And he sits down when he plays? - Yeah, he has to.

He was your student?

No, but if he were, I would tell him the same thing I'm telling you.

You shouldn't quit something just 'cause it's hard.

But I can't stand strong.

Standing strong doesn't mean just using your legs.

You can stand strong on the inside.

You know what I mean?

- Hi. Want to sit? - Mm-mm.

- That's the sub I was talking about. - Mm-hmm.

What's the matter, you got cooties or something?

Oh, apparently.

Well, I'll take my chances. Isabel Vasquez, second grade.

- Hi, I'm Roberta Guaspari. - The violin teacher. I know.

Is it my imagination or does everybody here hate me?

Look, it's hard to fit in when you're doing a special program.

People figure you're not gonna be here long, so they don't make the effort.

It may take a while for folks to warm up, but they don't hate you.

What about Alice Cooper?

- Okay, okay, okay, okay. - A... She thinks the violin is a waste of time.

- She's a bitch.

So why are you being so nice to me?

Ulterior motives.

I want my daughter in your class next year.

If I'm here next year.

You will be.

Is just for you and your boys?

Yes.

No husband? No boyfriends?

No. No.

- I'll-I'll take it. -

Slow bows. Slow bows. Don't squeeze.

Oh, man. Stop. Everybody, stop, stop, stop.

DeSean, how much have you practiced this week?

My asthma... It was very bad. I had to go to the hospital.

Again? You told me you had to go to the hospital last week.

Oh, yeah. Maybe it was last week.

- Uh-huh.

What about you, Lucy? You sounded the worst of all. Have you practiced?

- No. - Why not?

You can't be in this class if you do not practice.

My grandma got mugged.

Oh, I'm sorry. Is she okay?

She died.

Oh... Lucy, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.

Just do the best you can, okay?

- Good night, Roberta. - Hey... good night.

- See you tomorrow. - You ready? All right, we'll see you.

Let's go.

- Hey, Naeem. - Hi, Roberta.

Hey, can I talk to your mama for a second?

I just wanted to tell you that I didn't come up here to rescue anybody.

I'm a single mother, and I needed the job.

And I know you think you're protecting your son, but you're not.

I mean, what if Arthur Ashe's mother said he couldn't play tennis...

because it's a white man's game?

You know, the important thing is Naeem.

When he plays music,

his whole face lights up.

You should see that.

- What's up?

You are.

- I was thirsty.

Remember in Greece we could see the ocean?

Mm-hmm. Yeah.

- And the fishing boats and... - And the octopuses.

Yeah.

Um, is Daddy coming here soon?

Well... that's something...

I was wanting to talk to you about.

Daddy isn't gonna live with us anymore.

Um... you and Lexi are gonna see him;

special times like Christmas and, you know, summers.

Um... can you tell a birthday story?

Don't you want to talk about what I just said?

I want to hear the birthday story.

Okay.

Um...

You know, it was your grandpa's birthday,

and I was a little bit sad because...

because he had died a couple months back.

- But you knew I'd be born that day. - Yeah.

So I packed, and I got ready.

- Then Daddy left. - Daddy left, yeah.

He didn't believe me because I said, "This is my dad's birthday.

This baby is gonna be born today."

But he didn't believe you, but I was born...

- You sure were. - on the same day as Grandpa.

That's right.

It was a happy day.

Was Daddy happy too?

Of course he was.

Then why is he leaving me?

Well, he's not leaving you, Nick.

I mean, he loves you, and he loves Lexi very, very much.

Then why can't he live with us?

It's just sometimes things h-happen between...

- grown-ups: : :

that are very hard to understand.

They can't... They just can't be together.

- I need to buy some... - Mommy, come look!

What?

What are you... Oh, my God, you're killing me.

- What's this? - A dog.

- What is this? - Mom, look, look at her. She's so cute.

- Right? Can we get her? - No. We're not getting a dog, no.

- She could stay with us. No, you don't have to... - No, but... Yeah, but...

Okay.

Now we're all gonna take turns cleaning up after this puppy, right?

- Uh, absolutely.

Yeah, right.

You're on the wrong string, Becky.

I've only told you this 14 times.

Look at your nails.

You're supposed to cut them for violin... I've told you th...

Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop! That sounds so bad.

That sounds terrible!

You're gonna make your parents sick.

Is this an important question, Tanisha?

- What? - Do you have two of those skirts?

- Huh? - You wore one just like that on Monday.

- All right, I don't think that's such an important question.

- - Let's try it again.

Okay, just practice on the fingerboards silently.

Naeem and I were wondering if he could still be in the class?

Well, I would love that.

You've got a lot of catching up to do.

- You think you can work that hard? - Yeah, I can.

Okay. But I can also arrange for some private lessons at my apartment.

I wouldn't be able to afford that.

That's okay.

Why don't you go get a spare violin and see if you can remember...

how to set it up.

Okay, let's try it again, shall we?

- Yes. - Come on out, Naeem.

See if you can remember how to do that. All right.

- You're shouting at them all the time! - I'm not shouting all the time!

Just when they don't listen.

- They have to listen to me. - Didn't you tell them they were making their parents sick?

I did say... But I didn't say it exactly that way.

I'm raising Becky in a supportive atmosphere.

- I don't send her to school to be abused. - I'm trying to teach discipline.

That's all. If you want to take a very difficult instrument,

you have to take it seriously, you have to focus, you have to pay attention...

I think what Mrs. Lamb is trying to say, Roberta,

is that you are a little too harsh,

but I'm sure you might be able to soften your comments to the children.

I don't believe we have an impossible situation here, now do you?

Mm-mm. No, that's... I can do that.

Good.

Okay, that's enough. Thank you.

Well, that was... pretty good.

That was... not so bad.

It wasn't? I thought we stunk.

Well...

I wouldn' put it that way.

I would just say that some people...

could maybe practice a little bit more.

James, did you practice at all this week?

Okay, well, perhaps you could try a little harder for next week, okay?

Good. Because all you got to do is your best.

Roberta, why are you acting like that?

- Like what? - Like nice.

- Well, don't you want a nice teacher? - I already got nice teachers.

- You added some variety. - Yeah, we like you better the way you used to be.

I agree. This is even worse. You're acting weird now.

Okay, I take it all back.

You stunk! You all stunk!

- - Don't tell your parents that I said that, okay?

- Okay. - Let's do it again.

Right this time. Stand up straight.

Make the box with your feet. Come on, tabletops up.

Stop sign. Beautiful. Let's go.

Five, six, seven, and...

Tempo, tempo, tempo!

Don't open the presents, all right, on the airplane.

It's time to board. Time to go.

Okay, gotta go. Hugs, hugs, hugs.

I'll take good care of them.

- Can't you come with us, please? - Oh, baby, I told you.

This is Daddy's special time with you.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye, Nick!

Oh, Tom Sawyer is drying out too.

You should read the new book Mark Twain's writing now.

How did you happen to fall in?

- I didn't fall in. I jumped in to save George. -

What? To save me?

- Who is it? - You didn't go through with it, did you?

- Through with what? - Suicide.

- - It's against the law to commit suicide around here.

Ho, ho, ho! Merry Christmas!

- Oh! - Merry Christmas!

- I'm back. - You're back. Oh, God.

- Hut, hut, hike! - I gotcha, I gotcha! - I'm open!

Touchdown!

- First down and ten now! - Okay.

That's it. Enough goofing off.

- Back to work, everybody. - Hey, no fair.

- Everybody. - What are you trying to do, kill me?

You're wearing me out.

- I'll wear you out. - You already did that last night.

The only one in the entire coffee shop not speaking Spanish. Boys, lunch.

- - Oh, my... Gunshots. You hear that?

How you gonna live here by yourself?

That's a truck backfire, Ma.

I work in this neighborhood, and I want to live here too.

Say hello to the next-door neighbor, Assunta.

He won't bite.

- What's your name? - Lawrence.

- Are you hungry, Lawrence? - Yes.

Do you want half of mine, and I'll have half of yours?

- Okay? - Lawrence?

- Come sit with us. - Hey, get in here.

- Why did you let her buy this house? - "Let her"?

Your daughter does what she wants, in case you haven't noticed.

I noticed.

- I just don't understand the rush. - I want my own home.

I've been living on Navy bases since the day I got married.

The boys don't have a dad. They can have a home.

But if you invested your divorce settlement,

you could buy a nice house someday.

Bad enough you're living in this neighborhood.

- You lock yourself into a mortgage... - Ma!

Please stop, okay?

I'm sorry. I am. I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Forgive me. I love you.

Don't worry. It's gonna be okay.

Things keep going as well as they have been,

- eventually, I'm sure, Brian will move in with me.

And how much do you know about that man?

He's a good person, you know?

He's... He's been a big help to me.

He's great with the boys.

Just don't want you to make the same mistake twice, Roberta.

You barely knew Charles, and you married him.

I don't believe this! I don't believe it!

You're ragging on me for buying the house in this neighborhood.

I would think you would want Brian to move in with me!

Not if he's the wrong person!

-

Okay, everybody look alive. We're coming up to the fermata.

Here it comes. Nobody move.

Hold, hold, hold, hold, hold.

Now at the spring concert,

the audience is going to be dying for this next note,

but we're gonna make 'em wait.

And wait and wait and wait and wait.

You wait here. I'm gonna go get a cup of coffee.

- Roberta! - Good-bye.

- Roberta!

All right, all right, all right, all right, all right!

But you gotta remember, you gotta all come in together. Promise me.

- Man, we'll never get that right. - That's not a very nice thing to say about your classmates.

How many people think we can get it right by the concert?

See? I think we can. Have faith, DeSean.

- It'll be all right.

All right. Practice makes perfect.

Can I go upstairs?

Yeah, go see if you can find your room.

- Careful, there's no railing... yet. - All right.

- Hey, Ernie. - Hey.

- How's it going? - If I could just remember what I did here yesterday,

- I could be moving a whole lot faster.

- You look real pretty today, honey. - Thanks.

Roberta, honey...

have you lost your mind?

- - Wait, what is that?

- That's Sheetrock. - Why does it have wallpaper all over it?

- That's how it comes. - Wait a minute. What do they call that?

Sheetrock.

- And why... - That's the way it comes now.

Roberta, you've got to be kidding me.

These ex-cons you've hired ripped this off,

just like they're ripping you off.

I have spent every single penny of my settlement on this house.

I don't have the bucks, okay,

to hire fancy union workers.

Okay, fine. Do it your way.

As usual.

- Fight, fight! - Oh, my God!

- Okay, boys... - Come on, kids. Break it up.

- Calm down. What's wrong with you? - Nick, come on!

- Hey.

I'm putting him on two-day suspension,

- but next time he will be expelled. - There will not be a "next time."

I promise you that.

Have you noticed your son lately?

He's tied up in knots, and he's asking for help.

Kids fight. You're making too much of this.

He was choking the kid, Roberta.

Nick is in trouble,

and you need to deal with it.

Hey, Lexi, catch!

Oh, no, no!

- Oh, no! - I'm sorry.

- Come here. - I didn't mean it. The wind took it.

- Come here. - No, I don't have enough power!

- No! Help me! - You're gonna get it.

- Are you a duck or a chicken? - I'm a chicken!

- You're a chicken?

- Careful! - You got yourself a chicken.

- I'm a chicken!

You're the only one that can make Nick laugh nowadays.

He just misses his dad. I'm just a fill-in.

No, I don't think so. I think he really, really likes you.

- Huh. - We're all hopin'...

you'll move into the new house with us, you know.

Whoa. Slow down here a minute.

- That's a little too much like getting married.

- He's sweating.

What's so bad about that?

How do you know that in five years we'll even like each other?

- Oh, well, you know, maybe we won't. - Yeah.

But if two people care about each other,

you know, they take a chance.

Yeah, like you and Charles took a chance.

I'm not talking about Charles, I'm talking about us.

Roberta, look, marriage...

It's based on a belief that one person can completely meet another's needs.

Now, I just... I don't buy that.

- Whoa, wait, wait a minute. - I never have.

What are you saying?

Are you saying that...

if you have some needs that I don't meet,

you would go and have them met by somebody else?

I'm saying it's a fantasy to think about marriage lasting these days.

One out of two marriages ends in misery and divorce.

No, no, no, you're not answering my question.

What is your question?

If I don't meet all of your needs,

you know, and we're in a committed relationship...

I'm not talking about marriage. I'm just talking about a relationship.

You would go to somebody else?

In theory... yes.

"In theory"?

Wait a second. Wait, wait.

Wh-What happened here?

Weren't we having a nice time?

Yeah, okay. Have we been having a great time together?

- Mm-hmm. - Okay.

So let's just keep it that way, all right?

Or not.

Let's go! Come on!

Let's go home! We're all going home.

- Why can't he? - Because he just can't.

Brian is at his house tonight.

We are at ours.

- Then I want to go to his house. - That's enough, Nick.

Come on.

Will you please just set up your violin and start practicing while I make supper.

Why don't you see if the puppy left us a little present in the bathroom?

I don't feel like practicing!

I don't care. Just go do it, now. Go. Go.

I want to go to Brian's!

Stop whining...

and go practice the violin.

Get your violin.

Man.

- What the hell do you think you're doing?

The problem with you is you're mean to everybody,

and then they don't want to be with you!

I've had just about enough of you, young man.

You just set up that violin properly and start practicing right...

I hate the violin!

Pick up that bow right now.

Don't you ever, ever throw down your bo...

It's all your fault! You made Daddy leave us!

Now you're gonna make Brian leave us!

You're gonna be all alone, and I'll have to take care of you!

You don't have to... take care of me.

- Then who's going to? - I can take care of myself.

And I can take care of you and Lexi. I promise.

You didn't try hard enough.

You made Daddy leave us.

That isn't true.

And that is not fair.

I begged him not to leave us, but he wouldn't listen to me.

- Why not? - Because he found somebody else...

that he likes more... than me.

Who?

Lana.

Remember Lana and Tom, our friends in Greece?

That's her.

Is he gonna marry her now?

No, honey.

But he's not...

He's not ever coming back... to me.

Come here, Lex. Come here, baby.

I'm... I'm gonna take care of you, Nick.

And I'm gonna take care of your brother.

And we're still a family. Come here, baby.

I'm never gonna go anywhere.

Okay? You don't have to worry.

Hey. Hey!

- Hey. - What?

- What color is that? - White.

- No, I told you eggshell. - Eggshells are white.

Women.

- - Roberta...

how many times I tell you...

you can't be your own contractor?

You're an idiot.

Yeah. Yeah, you're right. I am an idiot.

- Hey! Ernie!

Ernie, wake up. Come on, come on.

I'm sorry, but you are fired.

You're fired. Yeah. Go.

You two... You're fired.

- Out. Get out. - Is she kidding?

- You're kidding, right? - I want you out of my house! Go!

- You're fired too.

Take it! Go!

Yeah.

- Yeah, that's more like it. - You're fired too.

What?

I mean it. I mean... I mean it.

I need to be with a man, you know,

who can make a commitment to me.

I need that, and my boys need that.

Can you do that?

Roberta...

Get out!

All right.

All right.

- Whew! That was great.

- All right!

Bravo!

- All right! -

- Yeah! -

Children, today is a very special day...

because we're starting the tenth year of the East Harlem Violin Program.

Now, some of you might know that I used to teach just 50 kids at this school.

But now I teach 150 kids...

at three different East Harlem schools.

So many children want to take this violin class that we have to have a lottery.

Now this is a wonderful opportunity,

so I want you to talk to your parents about whether or not you would like to try this.

My daughter took violin with Roberta when she was your age.

Now she's in high school, and she still talks about how much she loved it.

Janet and I started this program...

because we knew how much you kids could benefit from it.

You should know, however, the violin...

is a difficult instrument.

So I... What is it, Justin?

- Who's that lady in the back? - Oh, excuse me.

Yes, this is Dorothea Von Hauften, and she...

- What kind of name is that? - Justin, shh.

She's taking pictures of Roberta's classes...

for a magazine article on music education.

- I want to be in a magazine. - First things first, Justin.

Roberta's going to explain to us about the lottery.

What we're gonna do is, you're going to bring in your permission slips.

Have your parents sign them. You bring them in.

I'm gonna take a hat. I'm gonna close my eyes...

and I'm gonna pick just 50 names from each school...

'cause there isn't enough room for everybody else.

So, on Friday, bring in the slips,

and we will tell you who gets to be...

- in the violin class. - Yeah, but everybody gets a chance.

- Yes? - I really, really hope that I get in the class.

- - I really hope you do too.

Wait, Lex, what time is it? - 2:20.

- I got to go. - Nick, Lexi, how come you guys don't play the violin?

We used to, but you know how my mom is as a teacher?

Picture her being your teacher and your mother.

- Oh, I'm sorry I'm so late. - Hi, Mom.

- Hi, Rachel. - Hi. - Hey, Allegra, come here.

Nick, are you finished practicing?

- Yeah, I'm done. - Already?

- You hardly even practiced. - What, are you timing me with a stopwatch?

- Why don't you pick on Lexi for a change? - 'Cause I'm perfect.

- 'Cause he's perfect. - Yeah, but your head hurts, right?

- Have a good lesson, Rachel. - Thanks.

- Where are you going? - I'm going to meet Lawrence, play some basketball.

- I'll be back in a couple of hours. - Okay.

Don't forget the vibrato.

Dang, I just can't get that right.

Well, that's almost it. You almost got it.

Almost isn't good enough.

Ooh, did I turn you into such a perfectionist?

No, I came that way.

That's what I thought.

Well, just as long as you get it... for your Juilliard audition.

- What?

I've recommended you for a gifted kids scholarship.

Really?

I think you can do it.

And the next is...

Shandra Wilson.

- Yes! - Congratulations.

- All right, Shandra! Good for you. - Congratulations, sweetie.

- All right. Next is Justin Brady. - Yes!

- Yeah.

- Yes! - Here you go.

- Next one is... Could be you. - Look at this, Ramon.

Ladies and gentlemen, Vanessa Klein.

Vanessa, good for you, honey. Wow, such a good class.

And the very last one, okay?

- And that is Ramon Olivas.

All right, Ramon. Good for you. Oh, my gosh.

- Thank you! - Yea!

I got it!

I got it!

Does that really work, the ticket thing?

- Oh. Oh, hello. - Hello.

No, that doesn't work, but I keep trying.

You know, maybe one day, the school will give me a parking space.

- Oh. - That would be nice.

- Here. Photographs. - Oh!

Oh, no! They're fantastic!

- Those copies are for you. - Oh, thank you so much!

Oh, they're great! Oh, can I pay you for them?

Oh, don't be silly. You'll need your money for parking tickets.

Oh, thank you so much! That's fantastic!

I think what you're doing for these children... It's wonderful.

My husband's a violinist. He was very impressed when I told him about you.

- Oh, really? What's his name? - Arnold Steinhardt.

- Of the Guarneri String Quartet? - Yeah. Oh, here.

Stay in touch. Let us know when the kids have a concert.

I will, I will. Oh, thank you.

Thank you so much. That's really...

- Here. - That's... Oh, gosh.

- Keys. Bye. - Bye-bye.

Very good! Okay, now when you take your violins home,

I'm gonna ask you to put your music... Tape it up on the wall directly in front of your nose.

'Cause you don't want to be bending over like this, trying to read your music.

- Your parents are gonna be so excited to see you... play. - Stop!

Yeah, okay. Let's try it again.

Ready? And...

Ramon, how many cats you killing back there?

Ready and...

Myesha, your stop sign should be touching, honey.

Don't let it wiggle around like that.

- Justin, you're on the wrong string. -

Look at your feet. All right, hold it, hold it, hold it.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute. What time...

- Vanessa, where is your violin? - I forgot it.

Again?

This is... Good-bye.

Go on. Good-bye.

I'm sorry, but, you know, you may be dropped.

Go!

Hey, Ramon, that's very much better. I have to tell you, I'm very impressed.

- - That practicing is paying off. Let me see your nails, Rosario.

See? You gotta keep these clipped. And I'm looking at you too, Myesha.

- Everybody, I've told you... - Drop dead, Justin!

- It was an accident. - It was not!

Hey, Ramon, I don't like that kind of talk in here! You pick that stand up now.

You get the music. Come on.

Listen to me, buddy. We have a big concert coming up. You're not gonna be in it maybe.

- Is that what you want? - No.

- Ooh. - Nothing funny here.

- Here you go, sweetheart. Come on, I got it.

- Good night. - Bye-bye. Work hard. - Get inside.

That a girl. We just got... We're in a hurry, that's all.

- Mr. Klein? - Yeah?

You know, I'm gonna have to drop Vanessa from class if she keeps forgetting her violin.

Hey, look...

she's going back and forth between houses.

My wife and I split up.

Oh. I'm sorry.

Vanessa, why don't you write down for your mom and dad...

which days are violin days, okay?

Relax your two, Simon. Good.

Kenny, your stop sign should be up. Up, up, up, up. That's better.

Stephanie, you look like you never had a violin lesson with me in your entire life!

Oh, Carlos. Where's your violin?

- Um... it's coming. - What's it, walking here by itself?

- I'm coming! - Thank you.

- Your buddies giving you a hard time? - Look, it's just not cool.

- You wouldn't understand. - You want your sister to carry your violin, that's fine.

But is she practicing for you too? Because that's the way it sounds to me lately.

- I've been busy. - I don't want to hear it.

Get here on time and commit to this class or I don't want you in here.

You understand me? Go.

Go.

You're a good violinist, Carlos,

but it is definitely not cool to waste your talent.

- Okay? - Yeah.

So, let's do it again. Perfect this time.

Hi.

Hey...

What happened?

- I guess you've all heard the bad news about Justin. - I didn't hear.

There was a drive-by shooting by his house,

and he got shot by accident and he died.

Would anybody like to talk about this now?

Ramon?

I think we should just play violin.

- Roberta, come in. - I just wanted to stop by and check on Ramon.

- Why? - Didn't he tell you what happened at school today?

- Hey, Roberta wants to talk to you, okay? - Okay.

- Did that sound okay? - That sounded very good.

Very good.

I've been thinking about Justin.

Remember how mad I was at him the last time I saw him?

Yeah. You got really strict with him.

Yeah, but, you know, it wasn't always easy to be nice to him.

You think Justin's in heaven or hell?

Heaven.

I told him to drop dead.

Well, Justin didn't die because you said that.

- I promise. - How would you know?

Well, I don't think you're that powerful. You know?

If you had such powers,

just imagine what kind of a violinist you'd be by now.

- Yeah, I'd be better than you.

It's okay to cry.

Not for a man.

My boys still cry,

and they're big, strong young men now:

And I'll bet Justin's daddy cried.

It's okay.

What's this?

Oh. What is all this?

What is this?

Nick! Lexi! You come down here right now!

Mom, we were just trying to help.

This is so humiliating.

No one even knows it's you.

I mean, you don't even have to read them, if you don't want to.

- Although, look, obviously,

a lot of guys are interested in dating you.

No, a lot of guys are interested in dating you and Lexi.

What did you say about me anyway?

Beautiful musician,

late thirties, tired of playing solo...

Seeks a healthy, stable, attractive man who's not afraid of a duet...

- with a strong, independent woman.

My violin playing will feed your soul.

And my lasagna will be music to your palette.

Oh, my God!

Did you catch all the music metaphors?

Oh, no. Listen, don't you think it's a little weird...

that you're trying to get your mother a date?

And don't hit him again or I'll smack you.

Don't you think it's a little weird that you're not even interested in dating?

Look, even if I were interested in dating,

which... which I'm not,

I don't have time to do that, and, besides, you know,

I have my teaching... which I love.

I have you... and you.

That's all I need.

- - I really thought she'd like the music metaphors.

She said don't hit me.

God.

"Dan Paxton."

That's good. That's good.

- I'm not flat, Mom. - Sounds flat to me.

Play the violin. I'll take care of the cello, okay?

So, you nervous, Mom?

No.

-

I'm... I'm just... I'll be right back. I just...

Let him in.

Hi. I'm Dan Paxton.

- Is this the right place? - Yeah.

- Roberta, right? - Yeah. I'm her son, Lexi.

- Oh, hi, Lexi. Nice to meet you. - You can go in the living room.

- Hi. - Nick.

- Uh, Dan. - Dan, nice to meet you.

- This is Allegra and... - Hi. Oh, hey.

She should be... She should be out in a minute.

Hi.

- Dan? - Yeah.

- Hi, I'm Roberta. - Wow. An honest woman.

- "Honest"? - Your ad.

You said you were a beautiful woman, and you were telling the truth.

Oh.

- We should probably take off... soon. - Okay, all right.

I'll get my bag.

Make sure you're home by midnight, young lady.

- He's like six four. - I know.

To the right. To the right.

- - That's the car. They're here.

- All right. - Oh, Mommy's late.

- What time is it anyway? - 12:30.

- That's promising. - Ten bucks says he tries to kiss her.

That's a no-brainer. Of course, he'll try. The real question is whether she lets him.

- Okay, ten bucks she lets him. - You're on.

Well, I had a good time tonight.

Yeah, I did too. I, uh...

I have a confession to make though.

Uh...

Uh, I've...

I've never answered an ad before.

Uh, I lost a poker bet.

- No.

But I'm glad I did. But I...

I have a little confession myself.

My boys placed the ad behind my back.

- You're kidding. - No.

- I had a great time. - No. Really?

Yeah, they did this. They're so worried I have no...

social life.

- Ten dollars. - No way, man. She ain't gonna kiss him.

- Just watch. - Shut up.

Dan, I just... I want to tell...

I went along with this because it's been a while for me.

It's been quite a while.

But, um, I'm not sure...

I really want to get involved with anybody just yet.

Does this mean I don't get any lasagna?

- Oh, yeah.

Bye.

Oh, my God!

- Jesus, what are you guys doing up? - Sorry.

- Why, is it late?

- How was it, Mom? - It was nice, you know.

- "Nice"? - Yeah.

What, as in like "Let's just be friends" nice?

Well, you know, I don't know.

But we'll see.

- You know, there's a lot more letters. - Good night, Nick.

- Good night, Mom. - Good night, baby.

Good night, Mom.

That's right. Pay up.

Mom, could you loan me ten dollars?

Hi. Kids, I'm sorry I'm late.

I got stuck over at C.P.E. 2.

Where are your violins?

- What's the matter? - We heard you got fired.

You what?

They don't want music anymore.

Is it true?

- Come into the office, Roberta. - It's true? You're firing me?

It wasn't me, Roberta. The Board of Ed cut the budget.

The district had to comply.

As of the end of this term, the violin program has been excessed.

"Excessed"?

They specifically said that my violin program has to go?

They slashed the budget! Music and art programs got hit the worst.

- Yeah, what about Dennis's classes? - Uh, I'm tenured, Roberta.

Yeah. When was this decided anyway?

Things happened very quickly. I wanted to tell you myself.

- I can't believe this is happening! - Why not? You are a sub.

- Your position has never been permanent. - Hey, Dennis, just smile!

- This is the happiest day of your life, isn't it? - Come into the office.

You are not helping.

- Come on.

- There must be some way that we can fight this. - Fight it with what?

I don't have any other extra programs I can give them instead.

I see. I see.

After ten years, after 1,400 kids have learned the violin,

this is just an "extra program."

You know I don't feel that way,

and you know damn well I've been standing by you all these years!

You think I haven't noticed what you've done for these kids?

- Then do something! - I have been on this phone for the past three days...

trying to do something!

They're sick of hearing my voice! Believe me...

there are other people around here I would much rather get rid of,

but as far as the board is concerned, violin classes are not a priority!

I don't have the power here, Roberta.

I am so sorry.

- Please sit.

This beautiful concert that you just heard...

could be the very last concert...

- of the East Harlem Violin Program.

The Board of Ed and the district superintendent think that music...

isn't important for our kids.

- But they are wrong,

- and they're gonna get a big fight. -

Why do the parents have to meet here?

- You should be using the vacuum cleaner, by the way. I got it. -

- - Oh, God, somebody's early.

- Hello, Assunta. How are you? - Well, I'd be a lot better...

- if my daughter had a job next year. - Well, so would I.

- Ma. Sorry I'm early, but, um...

I figured we'd need a little extra time to set up.

Beware of Greeks bearing you-know-what.

Mommy, will you mind taking Allegra for a walk right now please?

- You are having a meeting here tonight, right? Parents and teachers? - Yes.

- Get down, get down. - Come on, Allegra. Let's go.

- Take it from me, - Good-bye.

if you want to get parents to help you with something, you got to feed them.

- Do you have a cutting board for these? -

And if you think parents are bad, teachers are worse.

Believe me, I know. I was a teacher.

That's why I brought snacks.

- Wow. - Gets them every time.

Uh, you didn't expect me to bring homemade, did you?

- No, I didn't... - Good, because my husband begs me to stay out of the kitchen.

- I didn't expect you to be here at all. - Why not?

We got to figure out a way to fight this.

And after ten years, I don't know,

I just can't imagine walking down those hallways and not hearing that...

off-key, nails-on-blackboard violin music.

Thank you.

- Ma. Ma, get some... - I'll tell you this.

If this was a downtown problem,

- they would take care of it tomorrow.

Absolutely right.

They don't realize how much this program helps our kids.

Simon is our third child to study with Roberta.

james is premed. April is valedictorian.

- Now that says something. - Nobody knows that.

We should inundate the board and the district with letters. I mean, flood them.

It doesn't matter how many letters you send them. It's just not in the budget.

- What if we raise the money ourselves? - Oh, they wouldn't object.

What if you did a benefit concert?

We could raise a batch of money from the ticket sales,

and the concert itself could be great publicity for the program.

It can't just be me and the kids, I don't think, not if you're gonna charge money.

Perhaps I could persuade Arnold to play with you and the kids.

- - And, well, maybe he can get another violinist too.

Itzhak Perlman, perhaps.

Itzhak Perlman? Arnold and... Arnold would do this?

Itzhak Perlman?

And Arnold... Would they do this, though?

Yes, Arnold and Itzhak are very good friends.

- Seriously, you think they would? - Yes, yes.

And we could rent a place like the 92nd Street "Y." It's perfect for this.

- It seats about 900 people. - Nine hundred would be more than enough.

And if we charge between $50 and $100 a ticket, then...

That could raise you enough to reinstate your program for a year.

- - That's a very... That's a great idea.

- That's a lot of money, Roberta. - It'll be fun.

- - If you can get us the fellows.

Beg him. Do whatever you need to do.

- Hi. - Well, I have some good news and some great news.

- We're in five different papers.

Oh, my... Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

Itzhak, it's Arnold.

You know, the other fiddler.

I have something to propose to you.

- Thank you. - Okay, good luck.

Hey!

Everybody, listen to me. Pay attention. Fall in.

You people are my very best...

beginning and advanced violin students,

and that's why you have been chosen to be in the Fiddlefest.

Because I trust that you can handle this pressure.

This is gonna be a lot of work, a lot, a lot of work!

People have already bought tickets to this thing,

and we are not gonna be here in the fall if, you know,

they all run screaming to the box office...

and want their money back, okay?

So you gotta be good!

- "Bach's Minuet 1"? - Yes, that's right.

Because people are gonna be paying good money for this concert.

They don't want to hear "Twinkle."

Okay. Now, on the second page of your music, you will see a contract.

I need you and I need your parents to sign that...

because that promises me you are gonna be there at each and every rehearsal.

- Every Saturday and Sunday? - Every Saturday and Sunday...

- and nighttime rehearsals during the week.

Oh, yes! We have six weeks, people!

Six weeks to this concert. All right?

That's not enough time. We can't do it all in school.

I'm thinking, maybe, we're gonna come in early before school in the mornings.

- Come in early...

No, that's what it's gonna take. Have you ever heard of Navy SEAL training?

- No. - Well, this is gonna be Roberta's String Training.

- It's gonna be tough. It's gonna be rough. - Hi, Roberta.

Oh, Naeem! Oh!

Great! I'm so glad you came.

- Roberta! - Guadalupe, is that you? Oh.

Oh, I'm good, I'm good.

Now, I'm grea... That's not Lucy.

- Oh! Oh, guys, this is so great.

- And DeSean? You're a monster. You're huge! - How you doing?

You grew a little.

You guys, you grew a little bit.

Okay, these are four of my... not my best students, but my first students.

- They've agreed to come and play in the concert with you guys.

I'm trying to tell them how hard they're gonna have to work. All right?

Take it from me, you gotta work your butts off.

Six weeks to this concert.

Hey, Carlos, where you going? We got a game, remember?

- Yeah, but I can't make it. - What are you talking about?

Look, I just can't make it.

What? Do you have a date with the violin teacher?

Yeah, I do. Give me that.

More bow!

Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop!

My God, you sound... Is anybody practicing at all?

How can we practice? We're rehearsing all the time.

- Oh, that's funny. You think that's funny, Stephanie?

You think the 400 people that have bought tickets so far are gonna think...

You think Itzhak Perlman is gonna think it's funny?

I'm not trying to beat you kids up.

I'm really not.

But I know two things.

One: If this program disappears next year,

you're gonna look around, and you're gonna really, really miss it.

Two: If you have a hand in saving it,

each one of you,

you're gonna feel real good.

Real good.

Boy, that will be better than any lesson I can teach you in class.

It's gonna be worth it, so please hang in there with me.

Oh, you know, I cannot believe I ever agreed to do this!

These kids are never gonna be ready.

You should hear the Bach double. It's a complete disaster.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

The good news is the tickets are selling like hotcakes.

The bad news is the kids sound like sh...

- There's more bad news. - What?

- We've lost the "Y." - What?

They had a flood. A water heater burst.

The concert hall was damaged, and they've canceled all events.

Until when?

- Until further notice. - Oh, no, no, no.

This can't happen. We've sold tickets. We've done publicity.

We have a concert in three weeks.

I've been on the phone all morning calling other theaters.

Nothing's available.

- Come on. - The teacher's late.

You know, I think she should be dropped, don't you?

- Yeah, I don't know if we should let her play in Fiddlefest. - Yeah.

Check it out. Here you go, youngster.

- Yeah. - Hey, somebody gave us money!

Stop. No, hold it. Are you guys kidding me?

You have to have more bow.

And you gotta go to the frog.

You guys sound terrible. I can't believe how terrible you sound.

- You're gonna make everybody sick to their stomachs.

They're gonna pay $ 1,000 a ticket, and you're gonna make them throw up.

Carlos... you imitating me?

If you're imitating me, you should do it right. Stand up straight.

Put that violin up. Higher, higher.

Look at your feet. All crooked.

Come on, continue.

That's okay. You can take it from here.

Yeah. He's right, you know? You do sound terrible,

and you are gonna make everybody sick to their stomachs.

Rachel! I can't believe you're late. Hurry up.

- I need to talk to you. - All right, go on in, everybody.

Start on the Minuet 1, okay?

I'll be there in a minute. Hurry up, hurry up. Go, go, go, go, go.

What's up?

We're moving away.

You're moving? Where?

It's a secret.

My father...

has been hurting my mom.

So we have to get away.

Has he been hurting you too?

I'm sorry about Juilliard...

and about the concert.

What? No. I'm not gonna take your violin. That's yours. You keep that.

- No, I don't want it. - You can't give this up.

It's a very important part of you.

Do the kids know we lost the "Y"?

- No. - We gotta find a place.

- What about the Bronx? - What about... What about Cleveland?

We can have it in Cleveland.

Mom, no one's gonna go to the Bronx.

You gotta have it at one of the schools. It'll be smaller...

I can't have it at a school because...

- there will not be enough money raised. - "Enough money."

No, because it's too small.

- Then just postpone it. - I can't postpone it.

- Why not? - Because Steinhardt is booked.

Perlman's booked all summer long.

- - It's not gonna work.

Roberta! It's me! Are you there?

What is she doing here?

Hello, hello. I have good news! Really good news!

Arnold got a call from his friend Wally Schurer...

who heard about us losing the "Y,"

and he wanted to see how he could help.

Then Wally had this brilliant idea and called his friend Isaac Stern,

and it's all arranged.

We have a new place for Fiddlefest.

- Where? - Carnegie Hall.

Oh, my God!

- Are you kidding me? - No.

Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh! Oh, my...

Isn't this terrific?

- It's fantastic! - It's huge!

- You're a genius. - Thank you.

Whoa! That's fantastic!

- Oh, jeez. - What?

- We can't play at Carnegie Hall. - Mom!

- No, I mean, you know... - Yeah, you can.

- Mom. - It's fantastic.

Amazing sound, isn't it?

You must be Roberta.

- Mr. Stern. - I was working upstairs...

and I thought I'd come down and just welcome you.

- It's so nice to have you here in this house.

Thank you very much for your help bringing us here.

Let me show you something.

If you're very, very quiet...

listen and you can hear Tchaikovsky...

conducting the opening concert in 1891.

And if you listen over there, you'll hear Jascha Heifetz.

If you listen over there, you'll hear Sergey Rachmaninoff.

And right over here is where Vladimir Horowitz played on his piano.

And they're all here in the walls...

to welcome all who come here.

- This is what Carnegie is for, - Yeah.

and we are so happy that you and the children are coming.

I'm very, very grateful that you're giving us a chance.

- I want to ask you a favor. - Mm-hmm.

Could I, with a couple of friends, come and join with you and the kids?

- We'd love to help. - Really?

That would be... That would be fantastic.

Well, we'd love to be part of it.

Oh, my God, yes. I mean, yeah, that would be...

You do such special work. It's just a way of saying thank you.

And don't worry. It will work out. I promise you.

From your mouth to God's ear.

Which earrings?

- Here. - I'm not gonna wear earrings, Ma. I'm gonna play the violin.

- At Carnegie Hall. - Get me two more violins.

- You can't go to Carnegie Hall... Ma, you got two already.

- How many emergencies can there be? - Get... three.

And make sure that, um, two of them are half size.

Five, six, seven, eight, nine...

Lexi, will you call the car company?

Mom, they're not gonna forget to send the car. It will be here.

- Make sure that, that they're gonna... - Mom.

- Yeah? - What are you doing? Mom...

- I'm trying to straighten up. - Mom, you're insane, you know that?

- It's okay, though. Come on, just get dressed. - Hang up your nightgown.

Okay. I'll put this last one in.

- I think I'm gonna forget it. - No, you are not.

You're gonna be just fine. Look here.

Beautiful. Beautiful.

Ah, Maria.

- - I'll be down in a minute!

Yes!

Mommy! Ma!

My God, I caught the hem on my heel,

and I can't thread the needle because my hand is shaking.

- Here. -

- It's not time. It can't be time. - It's time.

I'll sew it in the car.

Oh, my gosh!

I told you they'd send a car.

- Hi, Roberta! - Hi!

Hi, Mrs. Johnson.

Thank you.

Give me that skirt.

- There it is. - Oh, that's not so bad.

- Thank you, Ma.

Don't worry about it. You rip, I sew.

Not just for that. For getting me out of bed.

Oh, don't thank me. Thank Charles.

What? Why Charles?

If he hadn't left you, none of this would have happened.

Well, thank you, Charles.

- - Okay, okay, okay, okay!

- Vanessa's missing in action. - Oh, my God. Did you call her mother and her father?

- You know, it's two separate places... - No answer at either!

- They stole the car. - What?

- And the violin was in the car. - Oh, no. You okay? Nick! Lexi!

- I need an extra violin! - Done. It's done.

- Oh, congratulations.

- It is so beautiful. - Carnegie Hall.

- I know. - Hi.

- Thanks for coming on time, buddy.

It is you. Oh, my gosh.

Congratulations.

- I knew you'd get here, sooner or later.

- Well, thanks.

I'm just glad I'm here to see it.

I'm really glad you are too.

- Break a leg. - Thanks.

Can I have your attention, please?

This is the five-minute call. We now have five minutes.

- - Oh.

Galahad. Thank you so much.

- You all right? - Yeah.

- You're glowing. - Oh... well, it's terror.

Thank you.

If I get through this night...

Okay, everybody! Everybody, hey! Come here!

I just need your attention for a second.

Can't see you all. Okay?

All right, I just want you all to take a second... and just breathe, okay?

- Deep breath.

- That's good.

Ten years ago, Roberta Guaspari-Demetras...

walked into my office because she needed a job.

And, because she had a vision...

that any child...

could learn to play the violin,

together we created the East Harlem Violin Program,

through which more than a thousand students...

have expanded their vision...

of what is possible in their lives.

When a program like this is cut, our children's future is compromised.

I want to thank each of you for your generous support,

and I sincerely hope that you enjoy the concert.

Thank you.

Listen to me.

I would like you all to play...

from your heart.

Do you understand me?

Play like I know you can play.

Don't look at the audience.

Watch me. You do not have to be afraid.

You are going to be really, really wonderful tonight.

Just play from here.

I'm so proud of you.

Ladies and gentlemen,

the children of the East Harlem Violin Program,

led by their teacher Roberta Guaspari.

Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome a man who has long been considered...

the most sought-after and accomplished fiddler in Nashville, Mark O'Connor.

Yeah!

Ladies and gentlemen,

as a conclusion to this evening's wonderful concert,

we present to you a group of international artists...

who have united in support of the East Harlem Violin Program.

It is our great pleasure to introduce to you... Michael Tree,

Charles Veal, Jr.,

Arnold Steinhardt,

Karen Briggs, Itzhak Perlman,

Isaac Stern, Sandra Park,

Diane Monroe, joshua Bell,

and Mark O'Connor.

At the piano, jonathan Feldman.

Performing their unique ensemble version...

of Bach's Concerto in D Minor for Two Violins.

Bravo!

Come, come, come, come, come!

That's my daughter. That's my daughter.

And bow.

When we play the violin, we play right across those holes because...

that's where it resonates, that's where the sound is nice.

Okay, we're gonna talk about the bow again.

- Who remembers what this is? - Ooh, I know!

- Yes? - Frog hair.

It's... "Frog hair"? Did you ever see a frog with hair?

- No.

- No. So what is it? - Horsehair?

H-Horse's hair. That's right, that's right.

But he's right. There is a frog here somewhere.

- Let him answer.

That's right. That's a frog.

See him? His little eye?

Okay, now why do they use horsehair? Does anybody know?

- Yes? - It's strong and soft.

Because it's strong. A horse's tail...

The hair is very strong, and it's very soft.

That's nice because when we put the bow on the string,

it makes a lovely sound.