Raise Your Voice
2004
(from trailer) Terri Fletcher: Hey, I'm Terri. Robin Childers: ... Uh-huh?
(from trailer) Terri Fletcher: This place is the scariest, hardest, best thing that has ever happened to me.
(from trailer) Terri Fletcher: (crying) There are much better singers here, Mr Torvald. Mr Torvald: I'll be the judge of that.
Mr Torvald: Yes, I still count on my fingers.
Terri Fletcher: We get along okay. Paul Fletcher: It's more than just getting along, Ter. You please them. You're like a Stepford Daughter out of a mail-order catalogue. Terri Fletcher: Is that... a form of flattery? Paul Fletcher: After Dad slammed you on Bristol Hillman? You're not going to tell me that hurt? Terri Fletcher: Yeah, it totally hurt. Paul Fletcher: Then make a scene! Break something! Scream! Just... something! Terri Fletcher: Tantrums were never my thing. Paul Fletcher: Look, Terri, you have the most amazing voice I've ever heard, but if you hang with the-world-according-to-Simon-Fletcher any longer, you're going to end up doing "Cats"at the Y, at 40. And that would suck. Terri Fletcher: (laughs) Yeah, that would suck. Paul Fletcher: Totally suck.
Terri Fletcher: Hi! I'm sorry I came in, but I heard you playing and you're really good! I'm Terri. (pause, no response from Sloane) Your name? Sloane: Sloane. Terri Fletcher: Oh... kay... (pauses) Okay so there's this guy named Kiwi who's a little weird but he kind of has a crush on you and he's really really sweet and he just wants to get to know you. Sloane: Kiwi is a weird name.
(repeated line) Engelbert 'Kiwi' Wilson: She doesn't even know!
(to a Very Drunk and Determined Jay Corgan) Terri Fletcher: Why would you do that? Why would you drink? Jay Corgan: (on the verge of crying in self pity) Because... Because I'm... I'm worthless Terri Fletcher: (crossly) You know what? Don't even try and give me that self-pity thing!
Sloane: (Upon meeting Jay, Kiwi, and Terri in the lobby for a double date obviously overdressed) Damnit!
Aunt Nina: We did it! (pause) I need a drink...
Jay Corgan: My parents put an ocean between them after the nastiest divorce in history. No joke. They study it.
Francis Fletcher: (Terri has just woken up from a brief coma) Oh, thank God! Terri Fletcher: Paul? Francis Fletcher: No... (begins to sob)
Simon Fletcher: Well, who's going to help me with the restaurant? Aunt Nina: Oh, Simon, is that really what you wanna say? "Who's gonna help me with the restaurant?"
Aunt Nina: I'm going to tell you something about your dad I don't think you know. He and his friend David, they both got football scholarships to UCLA. And when graduation came around, the family restaurant was doing well, but our parents weren't. And neither of us wanted to stay behind and take care of them, but Simon felt he had to. So David went to UCLA on the scholarship and your dad took over the restaurant. Well, David got caught up in the LA "scene," and... he's been messed up ever since. But I know that if your dad would have taken that scholarship, he would have made it right. Terri Fletcher: What does this have to do with me? Aunt Nina: I dunno... everything?
Terri Fletcher: It's late and I'm tired and all I want to do is get up to my dorm, ok? Jay Corgan: What's the password? Terri Fletcher: Ok. I think we started off on the wrong foot. I'm Terri. Jay Corgan: Jay. (Jay opens the door) Jay Corgan: It's "monkeys" by the way? the password. Terri Fletcher: Mm-hmm.
(Jay and a lot of people are playing) Robin Childers: Hey, Jay, nice hook. Jay Corgan: Jump in and pick it up.
(after he tripped Terri) Engelbert 'Kiwi' Wilson: I should really learn to stand.
Jay Corgan: You're a serious weirdo, you know that? Terri Fletcher: It isn't lucky unless it's face up. Jay Corgan: But, now it's a penny that thinks it's lucky but it isn't. Terri Fletcher: Well, now it can be lucky for someone else. Besides haven't you heard of making your own luck? (Jay looks at the penny and picks it up) Jay Corgan: Well, what do you know? A lucky penny!
Jay Corgan: My music became like a religion. It kept me sane.
(Jay, while he is drunk, and Denise and Terri take him to the roof) Jay Corgan: I love this roof... it's so cool.
Jay Corgan: People change Robin, I'm not the same person I was last summer and neither are you.
(after Terri catches Jay and Robin kissing, and Jay tries to talk to Terri) Jay Corgan: Terri, come on please! Denise Gilmore: She *doesn't* want to talk to *you*!
Jay Corgan: I really am sorry. Terri Fletcher: Save it. You're not forgiven yet. Come on, let's go.
Mr Gantry: Mr Engelbert Wilson! (Jay turns to Kiwi) Jay Corgan: Engelbert?
Terri Fletcher: Have you ever lost anyone? Mr Torvald: Yeah. Terri Fletcher: I just can't let this go. Mr Torvald: Well, you're an artis and artists feel things differently than regular people. Look at patsy Cline or Billie Hodliday. You can hear it in their voice. Or, Vincent van Gogh. Cut off his ear, but hey, he could paint. Terri Fletcher: Vincent van Gogh killed himself. Mr Torvald: That's right. That's a bad example. Hey, I'm a music teacher not a shrink. What do you want? I guess... what I'm trying to say is, artists convey emotion. They make an audience feel what they're feeling. You know, that's what it's all about, right? You just have to find a way to take what's in here (Points to his head) and put it in here (points to his heart) .