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Here we are, face to face. Open the silver spoon.

Open to find.

We're two of a kind.

Make it a go.

Make it grow. Together, we're going to find our way.

Together, taking the time each day.

So learn all about those things you just can't buy.

Two silver spoons together.

You and I, we're gonna find our way.

Here we go.

lovely costume ball.

And Julie Eisenhower made a stunning walrus.

And I was so surprised to find out that that angry porcupine I was talking to

was William F. Buckley.

I'd rather not rehash the evening, Miss Summers.

Quite frankly, it hurt my feelings when all those people booed me.

Dexter, it was a fundraiser for endangered species.

It wasn't a good move to bring an alligator briefcase.

I don't know what's the matter with me tonight. I seem to be all thumbs.

Guys, wasn't the ball a big success?

Thanks to you.

Listen, Edwards, as your business manager, it seems to me you were a

wallet happy at that fundraising auction.

Dexter, Edward and I just want to help provide safe refuge for the Aleutian

Canadian goose.

You're keeping them here?

He could run a bassoonist.

He could mess up his entire face.

I'm sorry, son, but it's late and you've been whacking away at the bassoon here

for a long time.

I think you better get some sleep.

Hey, come on, give yourself a break. You haven't been playing that long. How

long's it been now?

Over a year.

Oh.

Whoa.

Hey.

Son, how about your... How about your orchestra teacher? Does he think you're

making progress?

Well, Mr. Zimmerman encourages everybody.

But whenever I play, he starts to twitch.

Maybe he's keeping time with the music.

No, Dad. It's the twitch someone makes when they're scared of a noise.

Well, maybe he's just nervous about the big concert next week.

He can't be half as nervous as I am.

Hey, tomorrow we've got audition solos, and if I don't pass, I don't get to play

in the concert.

I just gotta make that cut.

Ah, that's why you've been practicing so much.

Yeah, you said I could do anything if I set my mind to it.

Right.

Dad, I want to be as good a musician as you are.

Ha, son.

You make this old octopus proud.

I like it when you're proud of me, Dad.

Good night, son.

Night.

Rick, now don't you worry.

You're going to be in that concert. Kate and I will be there with bells on.

Dad?

Please don't wear bells.

Oh, bravo.

I just wanted to see if I still have my lip.

Let's find out.

Hi.

Hey, son, we've been on pins and needles all day. What happened at the audition?

Well, Mr. Zimmerman said he's never heard anything like it.

All right.

So you made the cut. You're in the concert.

terrific musicians.

Like father, like son.

What do you think, Kate? Let's go fix the best congratulations hot fudge

a certain talented kid I know and love has ever had.

Great idea.

Are you sure you like this necklace?

It's stunning.

You're not just saying that, are you?

It's stunning.

I could just take it off.

Fine.

If you didn't like it, why didn't you say so?

Later's Rick.

Bye, Rick!

Edward? Pete, I'm proud of him.

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. Our first selection is March from Athalia by

the renowned German composer Felix Mendelssohn.

Hey, how about this kid of mine, huh?

Have you ever heard the violin played that good?

Not lately.

I'm kind of impressed by this extremely handsome bassoonist here.

Any chance that kid's your son?

Could be.

Ricky, you sounded wonderful.

Thanks, Keith. Richard?

Based on your performance so far this evening, I believe the day will come

you will take your place among the world's greatest bassoonists.

Come on, Dexter.

Yeah. Men like Frudenheimer, Boosterberg, and the greatest of them

Son.

Excuse us, Max.

You all right? You need some chapstick?

I'm fine, Dad.

Look, I gotta go off.

Intermission's almost over. Son, I gotta tell you, I'm busting with pride.

You've worked harder than anybody I've ever seen in a show.

That whole orchestra was playing, but I'm only hearing you.

Dad?

Yeah?

I wasn't playing.

Son, I don't understand.

You look like you were playing.

I was just pretending.

You see, when I auditioned for Mr. Zimmerman, I was awful.

The truth is, I didn't make the cut.

And when he saw how much being here meant to me, he said I could sit in the

orchestra as long as I didn't play.

Well, thank you, everyone.

Places. I've got to go, Dad.

Intermission's almost over.

Done. Playing isn't everything.

Dad. Sir. Please.

Ladies and gentlemen, our next selection is Peter and the Wolf by the renowned

Russian composer Sergei Prokofiev.

Our narrator is Derek Taylor.

Isn't he great?

And how about that band?

Before I begin, well, let's talk frankly.

I'm sure we're all...

the current tensions between the Soviet Union and a little country I like to

call America.

But I believe in my heart of hearts that great music transcends ideological

differences.

So, let's all try to forget that this composition was written by a Ruski.

garden gate and went out into the big green meadow.

Peter's grandfather came out. He would cross with Peter for going out of the

gate. It's dangerous here.

Suppose the wolf came out of the wood, huh?

Sonny, you okay?

I want to be alone.

Son, let's examine what happened tonight.

Think about it.

Analyze it. Learn from it.

Okay?

On the other hand, why dwell on it?

I know your feelings are very intense emotions right now.

It might be better if we could talk about it.

So why don't you tell me exactly how you feel?

Well, you know how there's a small section of your brain whose whole job is

to feel humiliation?

Yeah, the humiliation lobe.

Well, I feel like my humiliation lobe swelled up so much that it busted.

It spurted humiliation all over the inside of my skull.

Ooh.

That's... Ooh.

phony during intermission.

And everybody was saying how great I sounded.

So then when the part came up where the bassoonist plays the grandfather's

theme, I just... I just had to try and play it.

Besides, there was a part of me that said, hey, kid, you could get lucky.

Well, look at it this way. You didn't.

Why can't I play that thing?

You know what's happening here?

This is the first time you've ever really, really poured yourself into

something, worked as hard as you could, and you weren't able to pull it off.

But why couldn't I?

You said I could accomplish anything I set my mind to.

Well, that's true, most of the time.

But the plain truth is, Rick, that sometimes you can give 150 % to

still not achieve your goal.

It happens.

I don't understand, Dad.

I mean, you're a good musician.

You play the guitar, the trombone.

How come I didn't inherit your music genes?

I was rooked.

Son, nobody's good at everything.

A lot of the things you do better than me.

Like what?

Like football.

You're the star halfback of the team, aren't you?

You've scored the second highest number of points ever in one season.

Well, after last week, I'm now the highest point scorer.

Well, why didn't you tell me?

I know why.

You didn't want to blow your own horn.

Well, you heard what it sounds like when I do.

Well, there's something I've never told you.

When I was your age, I was kicked off the football team.

You were?

Yeah.

I was fourth string quarterback.

I never even got to play until the final quarter of the homecoming game.

We were ahead 10 to 7 with only 30 seconds to go.

I only got in then because the three guys ahead of me were injured.

Coach Rumbel turned to me and said, Stratton, damn it, we're down to you.

I'm sending you in. God help us.

All you have to do is fall on the ball.

Just fall on it, boy.

But I took the snap from center, and I saw that Bobby Snablowski was wide open.

And I lofted up a beautiful pass right into the hands of their defensive back,

who ran the ball into our end zone.

and scored the winning touchdown.

Dad, that's awful.

The coach from Humble yell at you?

Yeah.

But even worse, the other team awarded me the game ball.

Ooh.

Why didn't I just fall on the ball?

Come on, Dad, don't be so rough on yourself.

Together, we're going to find our way.

Together, taking the time each day to

learn all about those things you just can't buy.

Two silver spoons together.