Mr. Holland's Opus - "The bus stops at King's Drugstore, tomorrow night."
How was I? The truth.
- You were great.
I owe it all to you.
- [Chuckling] No. Nope. I just accompanied you.
Mr. Holland, I'm doing what you said.
I'm going to New York. I'm gonna be a singer.
- You know, someday, we're all gonna say that we knew you when.
No, you don't understand. I'm going tomorrow.
There's a party at Miss Olmstead's after we close the play. I'll be there to sort of say good-bye to my friends. They don't know... but the bus leaves from downtown at midnight; I'll be on it.
- Rowena. [Sighs] Oh, Rowena.
- You know, when I said that you should go to New York, I didn't mean right away. You have so much time.
If I wait, I'll never do it. I'll end up waiting tables or working in some store. It has to be now.
You could come with me.
I know you think I'm just a kid.
I know you're married and you have a son.
I know. Don't you see? You could be writing great music.
The bus stops at King's Drugstore, tomorrow night.
- Listen, uh, some of the kids are having a party, and I really should make an appearance.
- Do you wanna come?
Um, I should get Cole home.
- Okay, okay. Well, I'm not gonna be late. All right?
You pack light.
- You got a place to stay?
Y. W. C. A.
- That's the name of a guy that I used to play in a band with. I've already called him.
- He and his wife are expecting you.
This isn't the way I imagined it.
- But it's the best way.
- Good-bye, Rowena.
- I love you.
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