Five hundred dollars for a band is kinda pricey for college marching band. Penn had conducted secret negotiations with the band director, and that's where the problems came:
Penn: What do you fellas get an hour?
Band Director: For playing, we $100 an hour.
Penn: I see. What do you get for not playing?
Band Director: $200 an hour.
Penn: Well, clip me off a piece of that.
Band Director: Now for rehearsing, we make special rate. That's $300 an hour...That's for rehearsing.
Penn: And what do you get for not rehearsing?
Band Director: You couldn't afford it. You see, if we don't rehearse, we don't play, and if we don't play (he snaps his finger) - that runs into money.
Penn: How much would you want to run into an open manhole?
Band Director: Just the cover charge! Ha, ha, ha. Well, let's see how we stand. Yesterday, we didn't come. You remember, yesterday we didn't come?
Penn: Oh, I remember.
Band Director: Yes, that's three hundred dollars.
Penn: Yesterday, you didn't come, that's three hundred dollars?
Band Director: Yes, three hundred dollars.
Penn: Well, that's reasonable. I can see that alright.
Band Director: Now today, we did come. That's (pause)..
Penn: That's a hundred you owe us.
Band Director: Hey, I bet I'm gonna lose on the deal. Tomorrow we leave. That's worth about (pause)..
Penn: Five hundred dollars.
Band Director: Yeah, that's alright for me, but I've got a partner.
Penn: What?!
Band Director: (winks) That would be you.
Penn: Ah. This is going get expensive.
(Attribution: Captain Spaulding and Ravelli,
Animal Crackers)