Editing Tino's Adventures of Alvin and the Chipmunks/Transcript (section)

== Meet Ian Hawke/Demo Disaster ==
'''David "Dave" Seville''': I'm awake! I'm up. And I'm late! Demo. Dave Seville. Keys. Bag. Pants. I need pants. Pants are essential. Claire!

'''Claire''': Dave.

'''Dave''': Hey. How's it goin'? I haven't seen you since, uh… Well, since you said you never wanted to see me again.

'''Claire''': So I guess it worked. What a fun day that was. Let me guess. You're late for something again. Same old Dave.

'''Dave''': Not following you.

'''Claire''': You know, the guy who's always fooling around who can't handle a serious relationship.

'''Dave''': That was the old Dave. How about we get together, talk about the new Dave?

'''Claire''': I…

'''Dave''': Tomorrow night, my place.

'''Claire''': I…

'''Dave''': Great!

'''Claire''': No.

'''Dave''': You look good, Claire! 

'''Theodore''': Where are we?

'''Alvin''': Well, I think they remodeled our forest. I like it. Stylish, yet functional—

'''Theodore''': Uh, but where did the mountains go?

'''Simon''': Give me a break. We're in a building, Theodore.

'''Ian Hawke''': Dave!

'''Dave''': Ian.

'''Ian''': Hey, big guy. Hey, you ever seen the view from the 80th floor?

'''Dave''': No. They never let me past the lobby.

'''Ian''': What? I can't… Hey, back off, man. This is Dave Seville.

Mr. Seville, can I offer you some muffins, scones, pastries?

'''Dave''': No. I'd hate to be a bother. 

It's no problem. We have an omelet station. 

'''Dave''': Omelet station. 

Can I get you some water or a soy latte?

How about a shot of wheatgrass juice?

'''Dave''': Maybe later. Thanks. 

Ian: Let's talk about your song Dave.

Dave: Well it was 

Ian: Your song sucks, Dave. 

Dave: What?

Ian: It's awful, I hate it. Not that good. It needs to be  You know, I mean, who's gonna sing it? Justin, Fergie? Not a chance. I need something new, I need something fresh.

'''Dave''': That is new.

'''Ian''': The next big thing. Dave, we go way back, all right? And we've both come a long way since college. You? Not so much. I wanted to like that song, but you heard it. Not that good. If I wasn't your friend, I'd say: ''Dave, you go right back'' out of this office… …and you keep writing music. You'll get there someday. But I am your friend, so I'm going to tell you… …that there is no sense in writing songs… …that no one is ever, ''ever'' going to sing.

Dave: Ever?