>> Nathan: [ SINGING
INDISTINCTLY ]
♪ YOU'LL TAKE THEM DOWN ♪
♪ ONE BY ONE ♪
[ CHEERS AND APPLAUSE ]
♪ WALK ♪
♪ I ♪
♪ WOULD KILL ♪
♪ TO HAVE YOUR FACE ♪
♪ I ♪
♪ WOULD KILL ♪
♪ TO HAVE YOUR BODY ♪
♪ I ♪
♪ WOULD KILL ♪
♪ TO HAVE YOUR SKULL ♪
♪ I ♪
♪ WOULD KILL ♪
♪ TO HAVE YOUR SKIN ♪
>> [ ROARS ]
[ GUITAR SOLO ]
>> THIS IS ONLY A PORTION OF THE
FOOTAGE THAT IS NOW KNOWN AS THE
DETHKLOK DETHFASHION BLOODBATH.
DETHKLOK HAS MADE IT CLEAR THAT
THEY NOW HAVE A GREAT INTEREST
IN THE FASHION AND CLOTHING
INDUSTRY.
>> Nathan: WE WANT TO MAKE THE
MOST BRUTAL CLOTHING IN RECORDED
HISTORY.
WE PLAN ON MAKING CLOTHES METAL,
LITERALLY AND FIGURATIVELY.
THAT'S ALL!
>> DETHKLOK HAS GONE ABOVE AND
BEYOND TO ACQUIRE THE DESIGNER
TO REALIZE THEIR CLOTHING LINE,
ERIC VON WIECHLINGHAMMER,
CONVICTED OF BRUTALLY STARVING
57 FASHION MODELS TO DEATH.
HE'S BEEN VILIFIED IN THE
MEDIA -- EVEN MOVIES HAVE BEEN
MADE.
>> THE APOCALYPSE IS COMING!
WE MUST STAY UNDERGROUND UNTIL
THEN, AND NO EATING!
WE WILL FIT INTO MY SKINNY
PANTS.
>> VON WIECHLINGHAMMER HAS BEEN
PAROLED ALARMING EARLY FROM
PRISON BY THE GERMAN GOVERNMENT
TO WORK WITH DETHKLOK ON THEIR
NEW CLOTHING LINE.
>> Murderface: EVEN THOUGH WE
ARE VENTURING INTO THE WORLD OF
FASHION, I ASSURE YOU ALL, I AM
NOT GAY.
>> ♪ TICK-TOCK TICK-TOCK ♪
♪ TICK-TOCK TICK-TOCK ♪
♪ DETHKLOK! DETHKLOK! DETHKLOK!
DETHKLOK! ♪
>> Stampingston: IT APPEARS AS
IF DETHKLOK IS ENTERING THE
WORLD OF...FASHION.
>> Crozier: THERE'S TALK THAT
THEY HELPED TO RELEASE
ERIC VON WIECHLINGHAMMER, THE
NOTORIOUS FASHION MURDERER, FROM
PRISON.
>> Orlaag: RESEARCH SHOWS THAT
MOST FASHION DESIGNERS HAVE
EITHER BEEN BRUTALLY BEATEN OR
MENTALLY ABUSED AS CHILDREN.
THEY DANCE ON THE BRINK OF
MADNESS.
>> Stampingston: IF DETHKLOK
CHOOSES WHAT PANTS, SHOES, AND
SHIRTS WE WEAR, THEN GOD HELP US
ALL.
>> Selatcia: LET THE BLACKNESS
THAT IS THE FASHION INDUSTRY
TAKE ITS INTENDED PATH.
>> Murderface: MY GOD, HOW COULD
YOU EAT THAT? >> Pickles: WHAT?
IT'S A HOT DOG.
>> Murderface: HOW COULD YOU
EVEN PUT THAT IN YOUR MOUTH?
>> Pickles: YOU TRYING TO TELL
ME YOU NEVER HAD A HOT DOG?
>> Murderface: I AIN'T PUTTING
ANYTHING SHAPED LIKE THAT IN MY
MOUTH.
>> Toki: WHAT ABOUT BANANA?
>> Murderface: NO!
>> Nathan: WHAT ABOUT SAUSAGE?
>> Murderface: NO, NOT SAUSAGE.
>> Skwisgaar: WHAT ABOUT A
SAUSAGE THAT WAS CUT UP IN
LITTLE PIECES?
>> Murderface: NO, 'CAUSE IT
LOOKS LIKE A CHOPPED-UP [BLEEP]
>> Nathan: WHAT ABOUT A
SANDWICH?
>> Murderface: A FLAT ONE?
>> Nathan: YEAH.
>> Murderface: YEAH, A FLAT
SANDWICH.
>> Nathan: OKAY, WHAT ABOUT A
SANDWICH SHAPED LIKE A DICK?
>> Murderface: NO! THAT'S THE POINT!
WHAT KIND OF SANDWICHES ARE
SHAPED LIKE DICKS?
>> Nathan: I DON'T KNOW.
>> Murderface: IT'S A HOT DOG.
NO.
>> Pickles: MAN, YOU THINK ABOUT
PENISES IN MOUTHS ALL THE TIME,
DON'T YOU?
>> Murderface: SHUT UP! GOD!
>> Pickles: WELL, YOU DO.
>> Murderface: GIVE ME MY WIPES.
>> Pickles: WELL, YOU DID.
YOU SAID "PENIS" AND "MOUTH"
ABOUT 100 TIMES TODAY.
>> Murderface: BECAUSE IT WAS
LIKE, "OH, YOU'VE NEVER HAD A
HOT DOG."
I JUST WANTED TO SAY, "NO," AND
IT WOULD BE FINE, AND THEN,
"WHAT ABOUT THIS?
THAT'S LIKE A DICK."
YOU GUYS DO IT ALL.
>> Nathan: WOW, YOU REALLY KEEP
THINKING ABOUT DICK ALL DAY
LONG.
>> Toki: YOU DO KEEP BRINGING UP
THE SUBJECT.
>> Murderface: YOU BRING IT UP!
I JUST SAID I DON'T.
NO, I WANTED IT OVER.
GOD.
>> Skwisgaar: I WOULD EAT THE
HOT DOGS.
JUST PUTTING THAT OUT THERE.
[ THUNDER RUMBLES ]
>> Pickles: HEY, AM I GOING
CRAZY, OR ARE THESE CLOTHES
REALLY TIGHT? LIKE, EXTRA-TIGHT?
>> Skwisgaar: YEAH, IT FEELS
LIKE I'M THE SAUSAGE.
>> Murderface: AW, JUST STOP
WITH THE INNUENDOS, PLEASE.
>> Skwisgaar: IT WASN'T -- I
JUST SAID -- YOU LEAPS TO A
CONCLUSIONS.
>> Murderface: THESE CLOTHES ARE
UN-[BLEEP]-COMFORTABLE.
>> Toki: MINES FIT.
>> Nathan: BRUTAL -- I CAN'T
EVEN ZIP UP THESE PANTS.
>> PERHAPS THE MEASUREMENTS YOU
SENT WERE INCORRECT.
>> THESE ARE VERY FAT
GENTLEMANS.
>> I WILL HAVE TO REMEASURE YOU.
>> OH, DEAR.
>> WAIST, 38.
>> Nathan: DEAR GOD, I'M
NORMALLY LIKE 30 -- 20.
I'M LIKE 17 -- UGH.
>> THEN IT WOULD APPEAR THAT
YOU'VE PUT ON A LITTLE WEIGHT.
[ THUNDER CRASHES ]
>> Nathan: THESE CLOTHES ARE
BRUTAL.
>> OH, THERE.
LOOK AT ALL OF YOU.
YOU'RE MUCH HEAVIER THAN I WAS
LED TO BELIEVE YOU WERE.
YOU DIDN'T LIE ON YOUR
MEASUREMENT CHARTS, DID YOU?
>> Murderface: HOW DARE YOU!
>> Nathan: I AM APPALLED THAT
YOU WOULD SAY SUCH A THING, BUT
YEAH, WE PROBABLY LIED.
>> I BASED THE CLOTHING ON THIS
PICTURE IN YOUR LAST ALBUM.
YOU LOOK COMPLETELY DIFFERENT IN
PERSON.
>> Murderface: WELL, I MAY HAVE
BEEN SLIGHTLY AIRBRUSHED.
>> Skwisgaar: YEAH, MY PECS
NEEDED A LITTLE GIRTHS.
WHATEVERS.
>> I AM DISAPPOINTED IN ALL OF
YOU.
YOU'RE ALL A BUNCH OF LIARS, A
BUNCH OF FAT LIARS.
YOU'LL HAVE TO LOSE WEIGHT.
I CANNOT LET THESE CLOTHES OUT.
IT IS A VERY...RARE LEATHER.
NOW BE GONE!
[ THUNDER RUMBLES ]
>> Charles: YOU ALL WANTED TO
SEE ME?
>> Nathan: I'M JUST GONNA SAY
IT.
WE ARE HAVING A WEIGHT PROBLEM.
>> Charles: YOU ALL LOOK EXACTLY
THE SAME AS USUAL.
>> Murderface: HE'S SAYING THAT
WE'VE ALWAYS BEEN THIS FAT.
>> Charles: I NEVER USED THE
WORD "FAT."
>> Toki: IT GETS INSIDE YOUR
HEADS, GUYS.
>> Charles: WHAT DO YOU WANT?
>> Nathan: WE NEED TO LOSE
WEIGHT, ALL RIGHT?
>> Charles: OKAY, WE'LL GET YOU
ON AN EXERCISE REGIMEN, CUT OUT
FATTY FOODS AND SUGAR --
>> Nathan: WHAT THE [BLEEP] ARE
YOU TALKING ABOUT?
>> Charles: IT'S THE ONLY WAY TO
LOSE WEIGHT.
>> Murderface: I'D RATHER DIE OF
FATNESS.
>> Nathan: I SECOND THAT.
I'D RATHER DIE THAN CUT OUT
SUGAR.
>> Charles: YOU ALL FEEL THIS
WAY?
>> Nathan: YEAH.
>> Charles: WELL, UH, HAVE FUN
BEING FAT.
IF YOU CHANGE YOUR MINDS, I'LL
HIRE A PERSONAL TRAINER.
I GOT STUFF TO DO.
>> Nathan: OKAY, WE NEED TO
FIGURE OUT THIS FOOD [BLEEP]
TOKI, SKWISGAAR, YOU DID SOME
ONLINE FOOD RESEARCH.
LET'S HEAR IT.
>> Skwisgaar: EVERYONE SAYS ON
THIS PAGE THAT WE GOTS TO CUTS
OUT THEMS "CARCOBADRATES."
>> Toki: YEAH, NO MORE OF THEMS
"CARBOKIGRATES."
>> Nathan: WHAT ARE
"CARCOMIMRATES"?
>> Skwisgaar: OH, YOU KNOW, LIKE
THE "PISGETTI." >> Toki: BREADS.
>> Skwisgaar: PAPER TOWELS.
>> Toki: KLEENEX AND THAT.
>> Pickles: OH, THAT'S EASY.
>> Murderface: CAN'T WE JUST
HAVE A LITTLE BREAD?
>> Nathan: WE DON'T HAVE TO BE
HUNGER NAZIS TO OUR STOMACHS.
>> Murderface: A SANDWICH HEAR
OR THERE.
>> Skwisgaar: ALL RIGHTS,
WHATEVER, YOU KNOW?
YEAH, OKAY.
ALSO, IT SAYS THAT WE -- THE
LESS WE EAT, THE MORES LESS FAT
WE GET AT OURSELVES.
>> Murderface: SO WE STARVE
OURSELVES A LITTLE.
THAT'S NO PROBLEM.
>> Pickles: THAT'S FINE.
>> Nathan: SURE, SURE.
>> Murderface: WHAT IF WE JUST
ATE ONE REALLY BIG MEAL AND THEN
EAT NOTHING THE REST OF THE DAY?
>> Nathan: HMM, WELL...
>> Toki: YEAH, THAT SOUNDS LIKE
IT'LL WORK.
>> Skwisgaar: YEAH, I GUESS.
>> Murderface: MAYBE WE SHOULD
EAT THAT MEAL RIGHT BEFORE WE GO
TO SLEEP SO THERE'S NOTHING LEFT
TO DO BUT DIGEST.
>> Nathan: THAT SOUNDS LIKE A
GOOD IDEA.
YOU JUST SLEEP IT OFF.
>> Toki: YEAH, YOUR BODY'S JUST
DIGESTING.
>> Nathan: WE'D BE LOSING WEIGHT
BY SLEEPING.
>> Toki: THAT'S GOOD IDEAS.
>> Murderface: HOW ABOUT
POPSICLES FOR SNACKS WHEN WE'RE
NOT HAVING OUR ONE BIG MEAL?
>> Pickles: AIN'T THAT THE SHAPE
OF A YOU-KNOW-WHAT?
>> Nathan: YEAH.
>> Skwisgaar: GUYS, I DON'T
KNOW.
THAT DOES NOT SOUND RIGHT.
>> Nathan: SKWISGAAR, SKWISGAAR.
POPSICLES ARE LIKE DRINKING A
GLASS OF WATER, OKAY?
ARE WE SUPPOSED TO CUT OUT
WATER, TOO?
>> Pickles: WHAT ARE WE SUPPOSED
TO DO ON A HOT DAY? NOT EAT POPSICLES?
>> Murderface: HOW COULD YOU NOT
EAT A POPSICLE?
>> Skwisgaar: ALL RIGHT.
"POPSCOCKLES" WE CAN HAVE.
>> Toki: ALL RIGHT! POPSICLES!
>> Nathan: LET ME GET THIS
STRAIGHT.
ONE REALLY BIG MEAL A DAY, THEN
WE GOT TO SLEEP.
NO PAPER TOWELS, BUT A LITTLE
BIT OF BREAD BECAUSE WE'RE NOT
NAZIS, AND AS MANY POPSICLES AS
WE WANT?
>> Skwisgaar: UH, YEAH.
>> Pickles: DUDES, WE'RE ON A
DIET. [ CHUCKLES ]
>> Nathan: I'M STARTING TO GET
REALLY HUNGRY.
LET'S GET A PEPPERONI PIZZA.
>> Murderface: EXTRA CHEESE!
>> YORICK, GUNTER, BRING ME MORE
OF MY SPECIAL LEATHER.
>> MY LORD, I AM AFRAID THAT WE
HAVE RUN OUT.
>> WE MUST GET MORE SPECIAL
LEATHER.
>> THIS IS WONDERFUL GERMAN
NEWS.
>> THE LINE IS LAUNCHING.
WE MUST BE PREPARED.
GO.
[ THUNDER RUMBLES ]
>> IT'S BEEN QUITE A STUNNING
MONTH FOR THE METAL BAND, NOW
FASHION GURUS DETHKLOK.
AFTER RELEASING THEIR BRUTAL
CLOTHING LINE TO THE PUBLIC,
STORES IMMEDIATELY SOLD OUT AND
ARE EAGERLY AWAITING MORE.
>> Nathan: WHO HAS THE REMOTE?
PUT IT ON THE FOOD NETWORK.
>> Skwisgaar: OH, WHAT ARE WE
DOING THIS FOR?
WE'RE JUST TEASING OURSELVES.
>> Murderface: WE'VE GOT TO LOSE
WEIGHT BY NOW.
LET'S JUST GO TO THE SCALE.
>> YOU'VE ALL PUT ON ABOUT
20 POUNDS.
>> Toki: EVENS ME?
>> Murderface: TOKI, SHUT UP.
>> YOUR ONE MEAL A DAY SLOWED
DOWN YOUR METABOLISM TO A
GRINDING HALT, SO YOUR BODY HELD
ON TO EVERYTHING YOU GAVE IT.
POPSICLES ARE JUST PURE SUGAR.
>> Skwisgaar: SO, THEY'S PURE
GREAT!
>> LOOK, THEY MADE YOU FAT.
WHATEVER.
THE ONLY ONE I'M CONCERNED ABOUT
IS YOU, MURDERFACE.
YOUR ENAMEL ON YOUR TEETH IS
DISINTEGRATING.
>> Murderface: THAT'S 'CAUSE I
WAS HONKING UP MY FOOD.
>> BUT THEN YOU WOULD HAVE LOST
WEIGHT.
>> Murderface: I WAS HUNGRY
AGAIN.
WHAT IS WITH YOU, THE SPANISH
INQUISITION?
>> Nathan: YEAH, RICE.
SPANISH RICE, YEAH.
THIS IS UPSETTING.
I THINK WE SHOULD GO HAVE
ANOTHER SECRET MEET-AND-EAT IN
THE CLOSET. COME ON, GUYS.
>> Skwisgaar: OH, I'M SO ASHAMED
OF MYSELF.
HAVINGS TO EAT IN THE CLOSET!
[ SCOFFS ]
I NEED A CUPCAKE TO CALMS ME
DOWN.
>> Toki: WHATS AM I SITTING ON?
>> Murderface: OH, THOSE ARE MY
PUKE BAGS.
I HONK IN THEM AND STORE THEM
HERE ON ACCOUNT OF I'M ASHAMED
AND STUFF.
>> Nathan: WE SHOULD PICK A
DIFFERENT CLOSET THAN MURDERFACE
NEXT TIME WE HAVE A MEET-AND-EAT.
PICKLES, WHAT ARE YOU DOING OVER
THERE?
>> Pickles: LOCKING THE DOOR.
IF SOMEONE FINDS US HERE, WE'RE
GONNA GET IN TROUBLE.
>> Nathan: THIS IS PATHETIC.
I MEAN... [INDISTINCT]
[ Muffled ] WE'RE EATING HERE
LIKE A BUNCH OF SCARED, FAT,
HUNGRY PIGS.
>> Skwisgaar: YEAH.
IT ALL STARTED WHEN
WIECHLINGHAMMER MADE THE
COMMENT ABOUT US BEING FAT.
IT'S HIS FAULT!
>> Toki: YOU'RE RIGHT, IT'S
VON WIECHLINGHAMMER'S FAULT.
>> Nathan: WE GOT TO LET
VON WIECHLINGHAMMER GO.
FEEL BAD DOING IT.
HE'S SUCH A GOOD PAL.
LET'S GO DO IT.
>> Murderface: WHAT?
NOTHING.
BIG DEAL.
>> WE WISH YOU HAD CALLED.
NOW IS BAD TIME.
NEXT TIME, PLEASE CALL.
>> YOU MUSTN'T DISTURB THE
MASTER.
>> Pickles: DON'T BE A DICK, BE
A DUDE. LET US IN HERE.
[ WOMAN SCREAMS ]
>> WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?
[ ALL SCREAMING ]
>> Nathan: OH, MY GOD!
WHAT A HORRIBLE -- YOU'RE FIRED,
BY THE WAY.
OH, GOD!