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Cooper: Best you’ve ever sounded. I am tough on you. This week, maybe, a little tougher than I should’ve been, and I need to apologize for that. But it’s only because I see—I’ve always seen—how insanely talented you are. I want you to be as successful as you can be, Blaine, and you will be. You’re gonna do it all—movies, concerts…Broadway.
Blaine: Even though it’s dead?
Cooper: You’ll resurrect it. And when I’m in the audience, watching you, I want to be able to say, “That’s my kid brother up there. I helped him get there.”
Blaine: Thanks for saying that, Coop. And I know you really mean it, too, because you weren’t pointing your finger at me or…speaking really loudly to be intense.
Cooper: Okay, okay.
Blaine: I’m really glad we could sing together one last time before you left to be Mr. Hollywood.
Cooper: Actually, my audition got canceled.
Blaine: What?
Cooper: I don’t know. Apparently, Michael Bay just decided to go in a different direction, which is industry-speak for “Thanks, but we found omebody who’s better and/or hotter.”
Blaine: Okay, first of all, y-you don’t know that. And second of all, screw Optimus Prime.
Cooper: Even though we don’t live in the same town, and we don’t see each other all the time, we’re not just brothers, right? We’re friends, too?
Blaine: That’s…exactly what I’ve always wanted us to be, Coop.
Cooper: Hold on a second. I just, uh, I want to remember this emotion so I can use it in a scene someday.
Blaine: You are ridiculous.
Cooper: You never know, right?
Blaine: Hey, I want to, I want to help you. I don’t want you to give up on this audition. Come on, I got an idea.
Cooper: Where are we going?
Blaine: We are going to put you on tape so Michael Bay can see what real acting is.
Cooper: Pointing. Nice touch. See, I believe that. That’s why it’s lesson number one.

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