>> Announcer: WELCOME BACK TO
"CASH-TASTROPHE," THE GAME WHERE
YOU WIN MONEY OR GET KILLED WITH
CASH.
>> IF YOUR CELEBRITY-HELPER PAL,
PICKLES, CAN ANSWER THIS FINAL
QUESTION CORRECTLY, YOU WILL SEE
$1 MILLION DROPPED FROM OUR
RAFTERS, AND IT WILL ALL BE
YOURS. HOWEVER, IF YOU ANSWER WRONG,
YOU KNOW -- KILLED WITH CASH.
>> Pickles: I'M REALLY A LITTLE
NERVOUS.
BUT, YOU KNOW, MY P.R. LADY SAYS
I SHOULD BE DOING THIS KIND OF
STUFF.
BUT, YOU KNOW, WHATEVER.
>> SO, FOR $1 MILLION --
>> Pickles: WHAT IS THIS SHOW?
>> S-SO, FOR $1 MILLION OR
DEATH, HERE'S YOUR QUESTION.
>> Pickles: OOH, THAT'S A TOUGH
QUESTION. >> Skwisgaar: AH, I THINKS IT'S
THE SUNS! >> Murderface: IT'S A STUPID
QUESTION! IT COULD BE ANYTHING!
>> Toki: PICKLE DON'T LOOK GOOD.
PICKLE LOOKS SCARED. >> HE'S FINE.
THIS IS OUTSTANDING EXPOSURE.
>> Nathan: WHO THE HELL IS THIS
LADY? >> Toki: OH, THAT'S PICKLE NEW
P.R. LADY. >> Nathan: SHE'S NOT A GROUPIE?
>> Toki: NO.
>> Nathan: NEVER MIND, THEN.
>> OKAY, PICKLES, TIME'S UP.
WHAT'S YOUR ANSWER?
>> Pickles: MAN, I GOT TO SAY
THAT'S A HARD QUESTION, BUT
HERE'S THE ANSWER -- THE EARTH.
THE EARTH IS NO LONGER
CONSIDERED A PLANET.
AM I -- AM I RIGHT? >> NO, I'M SORRY.
YOUR CELEBRITY-HELPER PAL DIDN'T
HELP YOU. THE CORRECT ANSWER IS PLUTO.
>> Pickles: PLUTO? REALLY?
>> PREPARED TO BE KILLED WITH
CASH.
[ CHEERS AND APPLAUSE ]
>> NO, NO!
AAAAAH!
[ WHIRRING ]
>> THIS IS GREAT EXPOSURE.
>> ♪ TICK-TOCK TICK-TOCK ♪
♪ TICK-TOCK TICK-TOCK ♪
♪ DETHKLOK! DETHKLOK! DETHKLOK!
DETHKLOK! ♪
>> Stampingston: THIS IS
LIZ BANE...
>> Crozier: ALIAS LIZ BLACKFIN.
>> Orlaag: ALIAS LIZ DEATHEYES.
>> Stampingston: ...RELIGIOUS
RADICAL FROM THE '70s.
SHE'S CREDITED WITH STARTING
DOZENS OF CULTS.
>> Crozier: HER BIGGEST CULT WAS
THE ORDER OF THE DYBBUKS.
THEY BELIEVED THEY WOULD ACHIEVE
IMMORTALITY BY TAKING OVER THE
BODIES OF FRENCH PEOPLE.
IN 1973, 28 DYBBUKS WALK INTO A
CROWDED PARISIAN CAFé ON THE
CHAMPS-ELYSéES.
THEY PULL OUT CEREMONIAL DAGGERS
AND MASSACRED A HUNDRED FRENCH
CITIZENS. IT WAS A BLOODBATH.
>> Orlaag: YES, AND SOMEHOW
MISS BANE WAS CLEARED OF ALL
CHARGES.
THEN A FEW YEARS AGO, SHE
STARTED A PUBLIC-RELATIONS FIRM
CALLED THE EXODUS P.R. FIRM.
>> Crozier: BANE IS CONCOCTING
SOMETHING BEYOND PUBLIC
RELATIONS.
>> Nathan: WE WANT OUR OLD P.R.
PERSON LIKE PICKLES HAS.
>> BUT I AM A P.R. PERSON.
>> Murderface: BUT WE WANT A
REAL P.R. PERSON.
>> I AM A REAL P.R. PERSON.
>> Skwisgaar: NO, WE WANTS A
REAL P.R. PERSON.
>> I AM A REAL P.R. PERSON.
>> Toki: BUT WE WANTS A LADY!
>> I -- FINE.
>> AND LOOK WHO'S HERE.
IT'S THE GUY WHO'S EVERYWHERE
NOW -- DETHKLOK'S DRUMMER,
PICKLES, ALONG WITH HIS
PUBLICIST, LIZ BANE.
YOUR FACE IS EVERYWHERE THESE
DAYS.
PEOPLE ARE CALLING YOU THE MOST
POPULAR MEMBER OF DETHKLOK.
HOW DOES THAT MAKE YOU FEEL?
>> Pickles: TWO WORDS -- DRUNK
AND HORNY. >> Murderface: PICKLES IS OUT
THERE HAVING THE TIME OF HIS LIFE.
HE'S EVERYWHERE. >> I KNOW, I KNOW.
THEY SAY THERE'S NO SUCH THING AS BAD PUBLICITY, BUT I HAPPEN
TO THINK YOU CAN DO YOURSELF A
DISSERVICE.
>> Pickles: AND THE WINNER GOES
TO "CINNAMON BUNS," STARRING
PICKLES, THE DRUMMER -- DIRECTED
BY VODKA AND BEER...AND...
[ SCREAMING ]
[ AUDIENCE GASPS ]
[ GUNFIRE ]
[ EXPLOSIONS ]
>> Murderface: WHY DON'T WE JUST
START OUR OWN P.R.?
>> Skwisgaar: JA, ALL'S IT IS IS
TELLING SOMEBODY SOMETHING, AND
THAT'S WHAT I DOES RIGHT NOW.
>> Nathan: YEAH, THEN WE SHOULD
DO IT -- THE THREE OF US, RIGHT?
>> Murderface: YEAH, LET'S DO
IT. >> Skwisgaar: YEAH, LET'S DO IT.
>> Toki: HEY, HOW COMES YOU DON'T ASK ME?
THE THREE? IT'S LIKE THE FOUR OF US.
>> Nathan: YOU'RE ALL THE WAY OVER THERE.
YOU -- WE COULDN'T EVEN SEE YOU.
>> Toki: I JUST HEARDS
EVERYTHING, AND I JUST WANTS TO
BE A PARTS OF IT, TOO!
>> Skwisgaar: TOKI, YOU'RES TOO
LATES. THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR TRYING
TO PLAY VIDEO GAMES.
>> Toki: I STANDS RIGHT HERE,
AND YOU JUST EXCLUDES ME ON
PURPOSE. YOU KNOW IT.
>> Nathan: THAT'S BAD P.R. RIGHT
THERE.
>> NOW, WE ALL KNOW DETHKLOK'S
MUSIC, BUT WE USUALLY DON'T SEE
YOU GUYS UNLESS YOU'RE RELEASING
A CD OR YOU'RE ON TOUR.
WHY THE SUDDEN CHANGE?
>> Pickles: WELL, I THINK, YOU
KNOW, THAT SOME PEOPLE THINK
THAT YOU CAN'T BE DOING THINGS
LIKE THAT BECAUSE, IT'S LIKE,
"OHH, YOU'RE GONNA SAY SOMETHING
THAT -- YOU DOUCHE BAG!"
>> LET ME ASK YOU, WHAT DOES THE
MOST SUCCESSFUL DRUMMER IN
HISTORY DO TO RELAX?
>> Pickles: [ MUMBLING ]
THAT'S A GOOD QUESTION.
WELL, YOU KNOW, SOMETIMES I GO
S-SIT DOWN.
SOMETIMES I-I SIT -- I LAY DOWN.
SOMETIMES I CLOSE MY EYES.
SOMETIMES I GET A BOOK, YOU
KNOW?
A-AND SOMETIMES I LOOK AT A TV
SCREEN.
SO, THAT WAS OKAY -- I MEAN --
RIGHT?
>> OKAY? [ LAUGHS ]
IT WAS GREAT.
>> Pickles: I THOUGHT YOU MIGHT
BE MAD BECAUSE, YOU KNOW, I-I
COULD TELL A COUPLE OF TIMES I
MIGHT HAVE BEEN SLURRING JUST A
LITTLE BIT 'CAUSE I HAD A DRINK
BEFOREHAND.
>> YOU'VE BEEN BEHIND THAT DRUM
KIT FOR WAY TOO LONG, PICKLES.
THIS IS YOUR TIME.
IT'S TIME FOR PICKLES.
>> Murderface: NOW, PUBLICITY IS
ALL ABOUT BEING SEEN.
>> Nathan: OKAY, OKAY, THAT'S A
GOOD POINT BECAUSE WHAT I WAS
GONNA SAY IS PUBLICITY IS ALL
ABOUT BEING SEEN.
>> Murderface: I THOUGHT I WAS
RUNNING THIS MEETING!
YOU JUST REPEATED!
>> Nathan: OH, I'M SORRY.
YOU'RE RIGHT -- PLEASE.
>> Murderface: WE NEED TO GET
OUR FACES TO WHERE EVERYBODY CAN
SEE US.
>> Skwisgaar: LIKES PICKLE ON
TV.
>> Murderface: EXACTLY, BUT
EVERYBODY GOES ON TV.
>> Nathan: YEAH, EVERYONE GOES
ON TV. EVERYONE DOES.
>> Murderface: YEAH, THAT'S MY
POINT. EVERYBODY GOES ON TV!
>> Nathan: EVERYONE'S ALREADY ON THERE.
WHY WOULD YOU WANT TO DO THAT?
>> Murderface: YES, OKAY.
>> Nathan: GO THE OTHER WAY.
>> Murderface: [ GROANS ]
YES, WE NEED TO GO WHERE --
>> Nathan: WHERE NOBODY'S GONE
YET. >> Toki: THE RADIOS!
>> Nathan: TOKI, GET OUT OF HERE!
YOU'RE NOT IN THE P.R. CLUB. >> Toki: IT'S THE STUPIDEST P.R.
CLUB! IT DOESN'T WORK!
>> Murderface: CAN YOU JUST --
I'M RUNNING THIS MEETING!
WE NEED TO GET SEEN SOMEWHERE
THAT'S NOT ON TV.
[BLEEP]
>> PICKLES THE DRUMMER'S NOW THE
MOST IN-DEMAND CELEBRITY ALIVE,
AND THAT'S AN AMAZING FEAT FOR
PICKLES, BUT ALMOST A BIGGER
FEAT FOR THE EXODUS P.R. FIRM --
NOW THE WORLD'S LARGEST.
THE REMAINING MEMBERS OF
DETHKLOK ARE GETTING IN ON THIS
ACTION, STARTING THEIR OWN
BRUTAL P.R. FIRM.
HEY, GOOD LUCK, BOYS.
THAT'S THE DETHKLOK MINUTE.
>> Murderface: NOW, STORE
OPENINGS ARE ALWAYS GOOD
EXPOSURE -- LOTS OF PRESS.
>> Toki: OH, I'M GONNA GETS ME A
JUICE WITH CARROTS AND GRAPES.
>> Murderface: OHH, TOKI.
>> Nathan: ARE WE SUPPOSED TO
SEND THIS PRESS RELEASES TO
THE PRESS? I MEAN, I THINK THAT'S WHY THEY
CALL IT A PRESS RELEASE.
AM I RIGHT?
>> Murderface: [ LAUGHS ]
YOU MEAN YOU DON'T KNOW?
>> Nathan: NO, I DON'T.
>> Murderface: YOU REALLY DON'T
KNOW? >> HOLY [BLEEP]
YOU'RE NATHAN EXPLOSION!
>> Murderface: BEAT IT, KID.
HE'S NOT WHO YOU THINK I'M
SAYING HE ISN'T. IT'S NOT HIM, OKAY?
>> Nathan: BUT I THOUGHT WE WERE
SUPPOSED TO HAVE EXPOSURE.
>> Murderface: IF WORD GETS OUT
THAT WE'RE HERE, THE PRESS
WILL BE ALL OVER US, AND THAT'LL
JUST DEFEAT OUR PURPOSE.
>> Skwisgaar: GUYS, I GOTS AN
IDEAS. WE SHOULD PROMOTE SOMEWHERE'S
ELSE WHERE LIKES WHERE NO ONE
ELSE PROMOTEDS BEFORE!
[ SNAP! ]
>> AAH!
[ WIND HOWLING ]
>> I'VE, UH, BEEN LOOKING OVER
YOUR PURCHASES SINCE YOU STARTED
DOING YOUR OWN PUBLICITY.
YOU'VE SPENT $17 MILLION.
>> Murderface: SO?
>> I'M JUST SAYING I DON'T THINK
IT'S THE BEST USE OF YOUR MONEY.
IT HASN'T INCREASED SALES WHATSOEVER.
NICE WORK, GUYS. >> Nathan: WHAT ARE WE DOING
WRONG? I MEAN, LOOK, PICKLES IS
EVERYWHERE. >> Skwisgaar: WHAT'S HE GOT THAT
WE AIN'TS GOT? >> Toki: LOOKS AT THIS.
>> Murderface: PICKLES CAN'T
BAKE. HAVE YOU EVER HAD HIS
CHOCOLATE-COCONUT MACAROONS?
>> Pickles: HEY, GUYS.
>> Skwisgaar: HEY, LOOK, THAT'S
PICKLES, JUST LIKES ON THE
MAGAZINE! >> Nathan: HEY, PICKLES.
>> Toki: YEAH, YOU'S THE DRUMMER, RIGHT?
>> Murderface: LOOK, MY HAIR'S STANDING UP ON END.
>> Nathan: YEAH, HE'S SHORTER THAN I THOUGHT -- WAIT A MINUTE!
I ALREADY KNOW YOU. >> Pickles: I GOT US A GIG.
IT'S, UH, YOU KNOW, A FAVOR FOR
MY PUBLICIST. WHAT DO YOU THINK?
>> Nathan: OH, YEAH, WE'LL DO
IT. >> Toki: YOU BET!
>> Pickles: OH, THANKS, GUYS.
UH, I'LL SEE YA -- COOL.
>> IT'S BEEN SO BUSY LATELY,
PICKLES.
WE HAVEN'T HAD A CHANCE TO
REALLY TALK.
>> Pickles: OH, HEY, I GOT YOU A
GIFT. IT'S A CALENDAR.
YOU KNOW, IT'S THAT GUY WHO GETS
THOSE GRAY DOGS AND DRESSES THEM
UP IN CLOTHES, YOU KNOW,
HUMILIATES THEM.
>> THAT'S VERY SWEET, PICKLES,
HOWEVER, I NO LONGER HAVE ANY
USE FOR EARTH CALENDARS.
BUT NEVER MIND THAT.
>> Pickles: EARTH CALENDARS?
>> I HAVE A LITTLE SOMETHING FOR
YOU, TOO.
YOU WERE A GREAT FIND.
BECAUSE OF YOUR POPULARITY,
WE'VE RECRUITED A LOT OF
MEMBERS -- I MEAN CLIENTS.
>> Pickles: OKAY, THEN.
I'M GONNA GET GOING.
I'LL SEE YOU TONIGHT AT THE
SHOW. >> YES, TONIGHT.
DON'T BE LATE.
PICKLES.
>> Pickles: YEAH?
>> I'LL SEE YOU TONIGHT.
>> Pickles: OKA-A-Y.
GOODBYE.
>> Skwisgaar: WHAT DO THEY GOTS THERE, GRAPES DRINK?
>> Nathan: YEAH, THEY'RE DRINKING SOME [BLEEP] GRAPE
DRINK. IT'S AWESOME.
>> Murderface: THAT'S SOME PRETTY FANCY GRAPE DRINK.
>> Skwisgaar: HOW COME THEY GETS TO HAVE GRAPES DRINK?
>> Nathan: HOW COME WE CAN'T HAVE ANY [BLEEP] GRAPE DRINK?
THAT'S [BLEEP] NOT [BLEEP] FAIR.
>> PICKLES, YOU'RE LATE.
WE HAVE TO HURRY. >> Pickles: OKAY.
>> TIME IS RUNNING OUT! >> Pickles: OKAY.
>> THIS IS OUR DESTINY!
>> Pickles: HEY, LET'S JUST PLAY
THIS SHOW AND GET OUT OF HERE.
WE GOT ANY SONGS WITH "DESTINY"
IN THE TITLE?
>> Nathan: UM, NO, BUT I COULD
STICK IT IN. IT'S DOESN'T MATTER.
NO ONE CAN UNDERSTAND WHAT I'M
SAYING, ANYWAY.
[ METAL MUSIC PLAYS ]
♪ RACING THROUGH TIME ♪
♪ SOULS PRAY, LEAD BLIND
INTERSTELLAR MUTILATION ♪
♪ COMETS SPEED FORTH ♪
♪ BRING DEATH FOR EARTH TIME ♪
♪ FOR YOUR NEXT DESTINATION ♪
♪ GALACTIC DEATH HUNTS ♪
♪ FLIES ♪
♪ PUSHES THROUGH TIME/SPACE
DIMENSIONS ♪
♪ IT'S SEEKING BLOOD ♪
♪ FLESH, SOULS, AS SLAVES ♪
♪ TO TAKE INTO HELL ♪
♪ IN OUTER SPACE ♪
♪ YOUR TIME IS COMING TONIGHT ♪
♪ YOU'LL BE KILLED AT THE SPEED
OF LIGHT ♪
♪ DESTINY YOU CAN'T FIGHT ♪
♪ CRUSHED BY COMETS
TRANSMOGRIFIED ♪
♪ DEATH WILL BRING YOU NEW
LIFE ♪
♪ A SLAVE FOREVER ON A PLANET OF
DEATH ♪
♪ A THOUSAND YEARS SINCE THE
COMET TOOK FLIGHT ♪
♪ YOUR DESTINY IS PAIN FOREVER ♪
>> [ GURGLING ]
>> HOLY [BLEEP]
>> OH, BOY.
WHAT A GREAT DETHKLOK MINUTE.
HEY -- AAAH!