Mrs. Fleck:"It's you again isn't. You little trouble maker!"
Jimmy:"I'm really sorry Mrs. Fleck!"
Boy 2:"Look at my drum Mrs. Fleck. He broke my drum!"
Boy 1:"He kicked me!"
Jimmy:"I didn't kick him, he tripped me, honestly he did!"
Boy 2:"Iroli didn't do anything, Mrs. Fleck. Jimmy's the one."
Mrs. Fleck:"You little bully, you. I'm expeling you from the band."
Jimmy:"No, please don't drop me from the band Mrs. Fleck. My parents will really be upset!"
Boy 1:"It's no wonder you were kicked out of jolly old england!"
Jimmy:"I wasn't kicked out, my dad was transfored here by his buisness frim."
Mrs. Fleck:"Enough with this twiddle twadle! Your holding us up! Go! Scat, Scat!
(after walking in the woods, Jimmy sits down by a tree talking to his flute)"
Jimmy:"You sure are a lucky fellow. No teachers to yell at you, no kids to make fun of the way you talk, and luckest of all you can't feel lonlieness. Well, I won't be needing you anymore now that I'm kicked out of the band."