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(crowd cheering)
- [Announcer] That's right Billy
we've got a great show for you tonight.
But first, with a cut from their debut album
that is quickly climbing the charts.
It's Excelsis!
(crowd cheering) (guitar chord blaring)
- [Stage Manager] One minute away.
- You think she'll be watching this?
- Okay, let's focus, Romeo.
- You got this man.
(crowd cheering)
- Timmy, remember to keep that gain down on the hammertone.
- Yo, I got you son.
- Mat, you need to keep the velocity consistent
on that left hand.
- I'll do it how I always do it.
- I'm good, bud.
This beats playing in your cousin's basement.
- A little better, right?
- [Stage Manager] I've got Alan Albright, Alan Albright.
- Bass. Thank you.
Hey, Alan?
- [Alan] Hey, how are my two boys, huh?
Let's kick some ass! - Yeah, thanks, whatever, man.
My brother.
This is exactly what we dreamed of, right? (laughing)
- All right. Hands in, eyes up.
We got two and a half minutes to change our lives.
- [Cristin] That's what she said!
(crowd cheering)
(suspenseful music)
(dramatic ominous music)
(screams)
♪ When I was a movie star ♪
♪ An asteroid had hit the Earth ♪
♪ And prematurely ended my career ♪
♪ I thought out loud ♪
♪ But no one heard me saying ♪
♪ So sue me, it's up to me ♪
♪ if I decide to be what I think is right ♪
♪ Don't bother me when I'm watching ♪
♪ "Planet of the Apes" on TV ♪
♪ That's right, that's how it should be ♪
- Ryan.
Yo, Ryan, where are we going?
Dude, we're just passing a bunch of fucking grass.
Where are we going?
- [David] All right, all right, here's a classic.
- [Timmy] Dude, what is that? (rock music)
- What? - Turn it off.
- What, this is like one of your guys' best songs.
- [Cristin] Yeah, it was one of our best songs.
- [David] Is it true Miles wrote that song
in like 10 minutes?
- [Timmy] All right, somebody needs
to tell the new guy the rules.
- Listen. - What rules?
- Ryan's rules, number one.
Don't play the old album.
Number two.
- [All] Don't fucking talk about Miles.
- [David] Okay, I'm sorry.
He left like eight years ago.
- [Cristin] Yeah, but the last time that we were a band
was like eight years ago.
- [David] I have some pretty cool new ideas
that I think would take you guys
in a new direction. - All right. You know what?
We don't need your cool ideas, okay?
- [David] I know what's in right now
and that's why I'm here.
- [Timmy] You have no idea what's in right now!
- [David] It's called pop rock.
- [Timmy] You have no idea what's in right now!
- [Mat] Shut up!
- [David] So what's the deal with Ryan?
Is he just always like that?
- Yeah.
You know the old, we're getting
the band back together thing,
he just thinks that this is like his one shot
to make an album that's as good
as the one we made before Miles left.
- Right.
I'm just happy to be here 'cause I'm a big fan of you guys.
I'm just trying to learn as much as I can
and then hopefully a solo album.
- Yeah, see, just don't say shit like that out loud
and you'll be fine.
- This is the last time you gonna hear my voice.
No. Nah, I don't give a fuck.
- Another heartbreak in the books.
Yo, band card's not working.
- Hey!
Listen can you not be a dick to David?
The label said that he has a big following.
- I don't give a shit about a following.
- Maybe he can add something new to our sound.
- I'm not here to find a new sound.
I'm here to make a good rock album.
Rock.
- So am I.
- Yeah. It's the last time I'm doin' this shit for you.
(door clicks)
Oh. You gotta pay for these.
(foreboding music)
(foreboding music continues)
- Would you rather write a song that sucks
but goes platinum or write the greatest rock song
ever written, but no one will ever hear it?
- I dunno, that's impossible to answer.
But I will say, if my song goes platinum,
I will enjoy in my hot tub, drinking a margarita
and enjoying life.
- Okay. - I think platinum
would be sick. - I mean, what's the point
of making music if nobody's gonna listen?
- So, just to be clear, everyone here wants to sell out.
Why don't we just write a song for a Taco Bell commercial
and just call it a day?
- Now that's a good idea.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
- I love Taco Bell. - You'd fucking like that,
wouldn't you? - I love Taco Bell.
- [Mat] Yo quiero platinum. El platinum.
Le Platinum. - Le platinum.
- Okay. What about just to compromise,
you know, we could be like JS Bach,
die and then sell out, like long after death.
- Platinum after death. Yeah, that's a good band name.
- [Ryan] Usuals?
- Yeah, yeah. Double. Please
- Can I get a lemonade and Grenadine?
- Oh, David's got the straight edge. You know that?
- [David] No, I don't.
I'm just trying to focus on the music.
- [Mat] You and me both.
- [Cristin] You're just trying to focus on Liza.
- [Mat] I am not talking about Liza.
(gentle guitar music)
- [All] Cheers. (glasses clinking)
- She took the couch and I'm like,
"This is my couch bitch I paid off the credit cards. Okay?"
If I paid off the credit cards,
everything that was on the credit card is mine.
So who's the couch?
- Do you like the couch?
- Hell no.
- Then don't keep the couch.
- Um, hey, not to freak everyone out,
but the bartender said that the castle
we're going to is like really fucked up.
- What, no AC?
- Like everyone that goes there loses their mind.
(sinister music)
- Well, we're already broke musicians chasing a pipe dream.
I think we've lost our fucking minds.
- Wait, wait. I'm not broke.
I, I actually make money playing music unlike you guys.
- Yeah and you look really cool standing behind Nickelback.
(Cristin and Timmy chuckle)
- Ryan, do you believe him?
- He's probably just fucking with you, buddy.
(gentle guitar music)
- Okay, look, see now exhibit A. This guy right here.
This is Cristin's dream gig.
This is the venue. - This guy is killing it.
- This is it. This is what you're
talking about, right? - He showed up.
- He did show up. - I have so much respect
for that. - Yeah.
(singer singing in foreign language)
- I feel bad for him.
No one here. No one listening.
- It's a good song.
- Well, he is in his peak moment right now in life.
Okay. He's happy, look at him.
He's enjoying himself. That's what we need.
We Jealous. Y'all jealous?
Y'all jealous y'all don't get to see somebody
enjoying themselves.
- [Timmy] Alright. You need to take lessons.
(singer singing in Occitan)
(dramatic guitar music)
- Hey, Ryan?
Hey, Ryan. Ryan.
The band card's not working.
(phone ringing)
- [Les] Alan Albright's office.
- Hey Les. Uh, so the band's card isn't working.
Could you uh, could you put Alan on?
- [Les] Hi, Ryan. I'm glad you called.
Unfortunately the label is not going to move forward
with the album. (sinister music)
- What?
- We've been trying to reach you.
I'm not sure how to say this, but-
- What the fuck are you
talking about? - Yeah, we're having to focus
just on its priority artists.
- Priority artists. What the fuck does that even mean?
Les, put Alan on. Please get Alan.
Okay? Put Alan on the phone.
- [Les] He's not gonna give you the answer you want, Ryan.
- Les. Les, put Alan-
(Timmy spitting)
(phone beeps)
- He pick up?
- No.
- [Timmy] Ah, fuck Alan. Fuck Alan!
(car rumbling)
(soft, sinister music)
- [Timmy] Damn, so this is where they recorded
Joan of Arc and Pedro the Lion?
- I think the new Pedro the Lion stuff's pretty overrated,
but it's still blowing up on the P2P servers.
- What is a P2P server? Huh?
If it's not analog, it's not music.
- Damn.
Shit.
Okay. Yeah. I gotta get this on my video.
I'm starting a new thing.
It's called a video blog, journal thing.
- A what? - I'm gonna call it,
I'm just gonna say video journal.
Vajournal.
- Vajournal? (laughs) - vajournal.
- [Timmy] I love it. What?
- Okay.
Woo. Does this super producer have a phone number?
- Hey. So we're supposed to be here, right?
- Yeah, we're supposed to be here.
You still tweaking about what the bartender said?
- No, I'm not. Shut the fuck up.
- [Timmy] You shut the fuck up.
- [Mat] Yeah, I'm gonna get this on camera
in case we don't leave
this motherfucking- (Ryan hammering)
(group laughing)
(group chatting indistinctly)
- [Timmy] Ryan. What's up? Come on.
(group laughs)
(sinister music)
- [Ryan] Look, I know things haven't always gone our way.
- [Timmy] What?
You talking about this trip or your entire life?
- I know I can be in my head sometimes.
But if we just trust the process.
We have everything we need right here to make a great album.
- Yeah?
My therapist, she said, you don't need to plan sometime.
You can just wing it.
- What's your therapist's name? Dr. Oprah?
- No, her name is Denise. Oprah too expensive.
- (scoffs) Oh shit. You don't wanna forget about this.
Ryan's book of hits from the last forever. (chuckles)
- They're good.
- [Timmy] Yeah. I guess we'll find out.
(gates clanking and creaking)
- Okay. See?
(gentle guitar music)
- [Cristin] This is crazy. What the fuck?
- You ready for this shit?
If you gonna make a comeback album,
this is the perfect place to do it.
(gunshots banging) - Fuck!
- Get the fuck down!
(tense music)
- Fuck!
(gunshots banging)
Jesus fucking Christ.
Fuck. What the fuck? (panting)
- [Ryan] All right. Fuck this.
- [Charlie] Pigeons.
If you have your shot. You gotta take it.
(Ryan sighs)
(footsteps crunching)
- [Timmy] All right. Fuck this guy.
- [David] Look, he has an unconventional style,
but his work speaks for himself.
Okay? Have you read his book? It's awesome.
- No, I don't read books about music.
I play music. You fucking nerd.
- Okay, excuse me for giving a shit
and doing research on the guy that we're working with.
- [Timmy] All right dude, what's that in your nose?
Is that a little shit from being such a little kiss ass?
- Just shut up.
Shut up. - Hey guys, for two seconds,
look like a competent band, please.
- Nah, let him keep going. I'm filming all this shit.
- Welcome to Dordogne.
- Ryan.
- I know.
- Hi, I'm David and I read, I read your book.
- Shh.
(Charlie inhales deeply)
(Charlie exhales)
- Uh.
(Charlie exhales).
Are we? Oh, okay, we're doing this.
(Charlie inhales and exhales)
(Charlie inhales and exhales loudly)
- Once you walk through those doors,
you are no longer musicians.
You're explorers searching for the deepest,
most personal entity within yourselves.
And if that turns into a song, that's all just a bonus.
- Oh! Almost caught the Holy Ghost.
Liza, we supposed to get married in some shit like this.
- Yeah. Once we walk through those doors,
no more mentions of Liza.
- So (clears throat) do we get to stay in the little towers?
- You don't get to stay until I see what you got.
- What does that mean?
- What do I have to say?
What do you think it means?
You don't get to stay until I see what you got.
Studio's in here.
- [Timmy] Alright, Pimp Frodo's not a nice one. Hm.
Is there a chapter in his book about how he's a douche?
- [Cristin] This guy really understands hospitality.
- If it's good enough for Joan of Arc,
it's good enough for us.
(gunshot bangs) (birds flapping)
- Not gonna get used to that.
(guitar twanging) (drums banging)
(guitar twanging continues)
(guitar strumming)
- All right, so we're gonna start in a F sharp,
F sharp minor.
- You mean like uh...
(guitar strumming)
- Don't play that!
We're not allowed to play the old songs,
remember? - What? He said F sharp minor.
It's a good song.
- [David] What the fuck guys. Fuck!
- Oh shit. - Whoa.
- The next snapped. How did this happen?
- [Cristin] Oh my God.
- [Timmy] Oh, I brought a soft case and my guitar broke.
- [David] Will you shut the fuck up?
- [Mat] Yeah, bro, come on man. That's a rookie move, bro.
- [David] I mean, I have my old one,
but this is my recording bass.
- Hey, if you just give us like an hour.
It's been, it's been a minute since we've-
- It's been five years.
- Look, you either have it or you don't.
- All right.
(sighs) Um, this one's called "Disgrace."
Timmy, just ride on A and just Dave, follow along.
- Yeah.
- It's gonna be.
(upbeat rock music)
- What else?
- We didn't even get to the chorus, it's the best part.
- Then start there.
- All right. Hey, Mat, we're gonna start in G.
Cristin like dig in the high hat, right?
(guitar riff blaring)
Timmy, Timmy, Timmy. Not that.
- What? You know Miles would've loved it.
- He's not here.
(guitar twanging)
Oh, hey, can you just trust me on this?
- Dude, you just need to calm down.
I do trust you. Okay, baby?
(guitar twanging)
- All right. You know what? Timmy wants to play in A.
I guess we're playing in A.
And one, two, three.
(upbeat rock music)
(upbeat rock music continues)
- Anything else?
- He really is like the book.
- What do you want us to play?
Ryan just gave you two good songs.
- It's good. It's fine.
I, I got like, ♪ Wheels on the Bus starts playing ♪
I got, I got more stuff.
- Man, I love being in a band.
♪ Wheels on the Bus ♪
That sounds like a hit. Let's play that.
- Look, is there like anything in particular
you want to hear?
- I didn't invite you here. You asked.
And the last time I checked, I didn't see a lot of interest
in resurrecting the careers of a B-list band
that's a decade past their prime.
- [David] He's not wrong.
- Alright, I'm gonna go kick that guy in the face.
- It's good.
Hey, listen man, look, I think I speak for all of us
when I say I'm, I'm really appreciative
to be here with you and,
look man, we just wanna make like a really-
- [Tim] Good music. [David] Platinum.
- Good album here with you.
- Great. Let's do that.
Are you gonna play something
or do you want me to call the label
to book your flights? (sinister music)
- No, no, don't call the label.
Um, Timmy, gimme a, gimme A minor seventh
and then just back to A minor.
(guitar strumming)
Pick it. Pick it.
(guitar music)
- That's good. - I know.
- All right you guys, we're gonna do a walkup from D.
Start on the eighth.
Mat, just do a reverse walkup, but also eighth.
We all start at the same time, right?
Right? - Yeah.
- One, two, three.
(upbeat rock music)
(upbeat rock music continues)
♪ You're having the time ♪
♪ Of my life ♪
♪ And I loved you much too late ♪
♪ There are things I'd like to say ♪
♪ So many things I'd like to change ♪
(upbeat rock music)
(guitar riff twanging)
(upbeat rock music)
(upbeat rock music continues)
- Woo.
- Fuck! Yes.
Oh, that felt so fucking good. I love you guys.
Fuck, yes.
- [David] it could use some sweetener,
but I'm not gonna let perfection get in the way of good.
- It's not a hit.
- [David] I knew it.
- But you can stay.
Unpack. We'll do a tour in 30.
- [Timmy] Is it just me
or is Charlie out of his goddamn mind?
- Well, if you read his book, you'd know
that he likes to play the Guru.
- Well, I don't need to read his book
because you're regurgitating the whole damn thing.
- [Cristin] Well, "Pitchfork" called him
the second coming of Jesus,
but they also called him an asshole, so.
- [Timmy] You're not wrong.
- Hey, listen. Listen.
We all remember the first album that we heard
that changed our lives, right?
Well, we have an opportunity
to make our version of that for someone else.
If that means working with this guy here, I'm all in.
I mean, we either have it or we don't. Right?
- [Timmy] Do you really wanna find out the answer to that?
- I do.
- [Cristin] You got it buddy. Let's do this.
- [Mat] This place look like it got bedbugs.
- [Cristin] I need to take a nap. Jesus, let's go.
- [Mat] What if Jesus was an asshole?
(gate creaks)
- This castle was originally
a fort over a 1000 years ago.
And then the French and the British
fought over it for 300 years.
- A lot of people died
and then Cher wrote a song in that tower.
- She did actually. Several.
- I'll take Cher Tower.
- Aw, grandpa's trying to turn back time.
- [Timmy] Do you even know who Cher is?
- Yeah, I do. - How old are you?
She was the original punk, man.
She's way more rock and roll than you'll ever be.
- Murder room!
Cool, cool, cool, cool, cool.
- [Timmy] That's what I'm talking about.
- Whoa. How does this thing even work?
- Hey, that's for the next time Timmy gives you shit.
- Swords. Daggers. There's a flare.
It's all from a very long time ago.
- Yeah, I'm good on this.
My therapist says the only way to peace is peace.
- Yeah. Who needs therapy when you got one of these, Mat.
- [Mat] You need therapy.
- That ax was actually used in battle.
First you pierced their armor, knocking them down.
(vase shatters)
And then you smash their skull into oblivion.
- We got locks on our doors?
- Yeah, I'd rather get shot.
- What's this?
- Pigeonniere. But it's off limits.
- Don't go in the creepy pigeon dungeon. Got it.
- Off limits?
- [Charlie] You'll know if you need to go in there.
- Yeah, I would be a bird. (sinister music)
(sinister music continues)
- Hey Mr. DuPont. ls there like a modem somewhere?
'Cause me and my air mattress are just gonna crash there.
- Nah, we don't get internet out here.
- Not even like a 56K? - A what?
The rest of the bedrooms are up there.
Oh. And there's no maids or anything.
So you gotta do your own laundry.
- [Cristin] You hear that, Timmy?
You know how to do laundry?
(phone ringing)
- [voicemail] Hello, you've reached Alan Albright's office.
We are not available. Please leave a message.
(tone beeps)
(phone clicks)
(Ryan sighs)
(pen scratching) (Ryan mumbling)
(guitar twanging)
(guitar strumming)
(Ryan singing indistinctly)
(Ryan singing indistinctly continues)
(phone ringing)
(Ryan sighs)
- Back to.
And then some, sometimes.
Sometimes.
(inhales sharply) sometimes.
(soft, eerie music)
Sometimes.
(phone ringing)
(sinister music)
(phone ringing continues)
(flashlight clicks)
(phone ringing continues) (suspenseful music)
(phone ringing continues)
(suspenseful music continues)
(intense music)
(phone ringing continues)
(sinister music)
(phone ringing continues)
(sinister music continues)
(intense music)
(Ryan breathing heavily)
(intense music)
(Ryan breathing heavily)
(pensive music)
(David breathing deeply)
(pensive music continues)
(water splashing)
(footsteps crunching)
(birds cawing)
(bell ringing)
- God damn. This place is creepy as fuck.
Especially at night.
- [David] Yeah, I know it's not the Ritz Carlton
that you're used to, you think you'll manage?
- [Timmy] You would love to have my life.
(bell ringing)
- Sit, sit, sit, sit, sit.
Today we begin healing.
- You can't be serious with all this kumbaya shit.
- I brought this.
Spent way too long curating every genre, style, tempo.
What'd you bring?
- This is so dumb.
- You're here 'cause you wanna make a hit record.
Create a sound that is new,
that is the sum of more than just the parts.
You know what I'm saying?
But you can't, you're broken.
And the only way to truly heal and to find truth
is to take everything that has happened in the past and-
- Burn it.
- Let it go.
- I'm not burning Liza's photo.
- Ryan, let's start with you.
How do you feel?
- I mean, if this helps us make a hit. I'm all in.
(CD clatters) (flames crackle)
- (clears throat) Just to be clear,
I, I don't know how to write music,
but if you have a hit song within you,
I can help you unlock it.
- And if we don't?
- Well, I still get paid either way.
- Wow. I, I feel really inspired.
(plastic crackling)
(thunder rumbling)
I cannot believe I burned
a good pair of drumsticks for this shit
Man! I'm doing this for you, you know?
- Yeah, I know.
- We're all doing this for you.
I don't know.
I just, I don't want whatever happens this week,
I just don't want it to...
This sounds so cheesy.
I just don't want it to change us, you know?
I love the idea of just like throwing ourselves in
and, and trying to make some good fucking music.
But, I don't know, as soon as you involve Charlie
and, and fucking Alan, and all that shit,
I dunno, man, it just. (thunder rumbling)
That's just my opinion. That's just my opinion.
I'm not paying for this.
(rain pattering)
(door creaking)
(footsteps tapping)
(drums beating)
(guitars tuning)
- [Ryan] So, in the spirit of what Charlie
was saying last night, I reworked this.
- Homie, you still trying to make us play "Wishlist"?
- We never even gave it a shot.
- You've been writing this song for a decade.
- Isn't this Miles' shit? Wait, that's not Miles' shit.
- I mean, (sighs) I didn't hate this song,
but it never really felt like it fit in
with our, the rest of our music.
I, I don't know.
- Well, can we just try it?
- Why don't you vote on it?
Who here wants to revive "Wishlist"?
Okay, and who here wants to unlock a new hit song
by the genius mind of Charlie DuPont?
(floorboards creaking)
- Charlie. Charlie.
Look, I know I haven't recorded in a while,
but like, I want us, I want us to figure out a way
to work together.
- You ever forge metal?
- No.
- Walk with me.
(grindstone whirring)
Weapon making is a dying art.
Back in the day they would hand batter the steel here.
Now everything is just electric.
- You made all these?
- Made. Remade.
It's kind of like working on an album, except at the end
of the day, you got a solid steel killing device.
Why don't you uh, help me with this one?
Go ahead.
Just pull it down.
(saw whining)
Look, Ryan, if you wanna rehash your old songs,
you can do that.
They got computer programs
and you can have David play producer in your basement.
- I mean, we're here for your expertise.
- Whoa. Jesus! (tense music)
Oh, could have been the end of your career right there.
Look man, if you want my advice,
you need a killer hook,
a sound that no one has ever heard before.
And watch the bracelets.
(soft, sinister music)
(wind whooshing)
- You know, it's really pushed it
into perspective for me, man.
Like I've been just thinking how we only got
so much time here on Earth, right?
And I mean, we was on top in '96, man.
We was up there. We was on doing shows.
Shit was good, man.
But now I feel like we starting to come back
down to the ground, reality setting in.
- You still think we got more?
- I don't know, man.
I mean, of course we always gonna make music.
That's in our soul, that's in our heart, that's us.
I just don't know how long
we gonna be doing it on that level.
I don't know how long we gonna be
getting invited to castles and shit.
(tape clicking)
(rock music)
♪ Blooming black ♪
♪ lower wine ♪
♪ Slashed arms ♪
♪ And new cut smiles ♪
- [Timmy] Does it bother anyone else that our least talented but prettiest face
is the only one who made it.
- Listen, see this right here.
This is our prettiest face and don't you forget it. Okay?
- [Mat] Ugly as hell. You don't know what you talking about.
- You know uh, I'm joining Miles
on the second leg of his tour.
- [Mat] What?
- Are you serious? - The fuck, bro?
- He saw me filling in for The Pumpkins last year and...
you would've done the same.
- What? - Wow.
- What?
- [Mat] That's crazy, bro.
- Don't tell Ryan. - I'm not gonna tell Ryan.
I think that we should definitely not tell Ryan.
- [Timmy] Yeah, don't tell him.
- [Cristin] He'll fucking come after us
with one these battle axes.
- [Timmy] I thought you were gonna say
he was gonna come after us with one of these bad songs.
(group laughs)
(group chattering indistinctly)
(rock music)
(guitar reverberation echoes)
(phone ringing)
(phone ringing continues)
(eerie music)
(phone ringing continues)
(bed creaking)
(flashlight clicks)
(eerie music continues)
(Ryan breathes heavily)
(footsteps thudding)
(phone ringing continues)
(sinister music)
(Ryan breathes heavily)
(suspenseful music)
(dramatic music)
- [Ryan] Fuck!
You scared me.
- I used to think this place was haunted, but it's just us.
- Hey, uh, how much is the label
paying you for this session?
- You don't know?
- I was just asking.
- No, I mean, you don't know. I don't know.
I usually just ask for whatever I can get at the end.
- What is that like? 25,000, 20?
- Why are you so concerned with the label, man?
- No, just...
- Look, I'll tell you what I tell them.
You can't put a price on a great song.
If it's a hit. Everybody gets paid.
(pensive music)
All right. I'm gonna take a shit.
- So we've been, IMing each other for two years,
back and forth for the past two years.
Instead of picking up the phone,
we are sending each other instant messages.
It just doesn't make sense, bro.
- Well, if it's not right, it's not right. You know?
- No you right. if it's not right, it's right.
But I still was sending messages.
(Timmy inhales deeply)
- What does your therapist say about drugs.
- She says do them.
- How did you travel with that?
- A little tour trick I learned from the Dandies.
- I'm good. (Mat inhaling)
- Let's go. - Shut up.
- Oh shit. You know what we haven't done in a while?
- Oh, I know, I know. Dare or dare, motherfuckers.
- [Mat] Dare or motherfucking dare.
- We are getting weird tonight boys. Just like the old days.
- [David] Oh, what'd you guys used to do in the old days?
- Oh, trust me. You do not wanna know.
It was a different century. Okay. (laughs)
- Alright. Look, I dare one of you guys
to break into the pigeon-ray.
- Pigeonniere. - Pigeonniere. Pigeonniere.
- No, no. Charlie said we shouldn't go in there.
- Charlie's a rock and roll producer so he'll understand.
- Fuck, Cher went into the pigeonniere.
- Nose goes.
Oh! - Supposed to put your hand.
It's gonna be a great vajournal.
Ayye.
- [Timmy] Oh, he's scared.
Scared. - He's so scared.
- [Group] Pigeonniere! Pigeonniere!
Pigeonniere! Pigeonniere!
- Alright.
- [Cristin] In and out. 30 seconds.
There's no birds there. You'll be fine.
- [Ryan] All right guys, this is gonna be real fun.
(door rattling)
(footsteps echoing)
(door thuds)
(lock rattles)
(door creaks)
Shit is old as hell.
Who would actually want to live here?
(footsteps shuffle)
(footsteps crunching) (telephone rings distantly)
(object buzzing)
(footsteps crunching)
Real funny guys. I swear to God.
I swear to God if we don't record the best album ever
after this, I'm killing you all in your sleep.
(phone ringing)
(Ryan breathing heavily)
Oh my god. Okay.
Think I'm scared. I'm not scared.
(locks rattle)
(Ryan screams) (dramatic music)
- [Timmy] What do mean you saw Miles?
- [Ryan] Look at the tape.
- [Timmy] I am looking at the tape, homie.
- [Ryan] Look at the tape.
- [Timmy] I'm looking at the tape right now.
- [Cristin] All right. I am looking for more drugs.
- Why would Miles be here?
Isn't he on like a huge arena tour?
- He's not here man. You didn't even go inside.
- [Mat] Give me my camera, man.
I don't see shit, man.
- The ringing?
- The ringing is called tinnitus.
And I've been telling you about the gold plated earplugs.
- [Cristin] What the fuck you talking about?
- [Mat] What you talking about?
Look, you need a therapist.
- Well, I don't need a fucking therapist.
- Hey, Ryan, you need to calm down.
- [David] Look, if you guys would've just listened to me,
Ryan wouldn't be freaking out right now.
(people speak indistinctly) (ringing tone)
- [Timmy] Ryan, come on.
(eerie music)
(eerie music continues)
Charlie says if we want a hit.
- We gotta find a killer new sound
that no one's ever heard before.
- [Timmy] Yeah. So what the fuck do we do?
- I got eight years of new sounds.
- [Timmy] All right, hit me.
(guitar strumming)
That's, that's like too Radiohead, Killer Cars. Come on.
- Okay.
(guitar music)
- You trying to be The Edge? Come on.
(guitar twanging)
I mean that sounds like "Murder on the Orient Express."
- That's a film score.
- Yeah, that's what I'm saying.
If we're trying to be anti-everything, then how
are we supposed to do that. - There's only 12 notes
on the scale, nothing we're gonna do
is gonna be anti-everything.
- I got something.
- [Ryan] I thought you didn't write.
- I don't.
These notes are the same ones that Bach used
in the first cello suite, the prelude.
- Oh, that's classical.
- Yeah, but no one's ever heard them like this before.
For the sound it's more of a mellotron
and less in clavier, you know what I'm saying?
(upbeat keyboard music)
- Hey, stop. Stop!
This is just. I mean, this is shit.
- [Tim] Look, I just think we should
just try Charlie's song.
- [David] Yeah, I think people would fucking love this.
- Mat, what do you think?
(upbeat keyboard music)
- I mean, it could be the new us.
- I know it'll be a hit. Just trust the process.
(energetic rock music)
- Fuck You can already hear the crowd into this!
(energetic rock music continues)
♪ I remember when ♪
♪ it was some da da da ♪
♪ Laughing on a one way train ♪
♪ Mind's trippin' ♪
♪ And I remember when ♪
♪ Ba ba dad ♪
♪ Laughter on the ba da da ♪
♪ The world's flippin. ♪
♪ Heading to the moon ♪
♪ We'll meet you soon ♪
♪ Enjoy the ride ♪
♪ Our world's collide ♪
♪ A tie dye dream or so it seems ♪
♪ Under candy skies ♪
♪ We'll take it slow ♪
♪ Oh oh oh ♪
♪ Whoa oh oh oh ♪
♪ Oh oh oh ♪
♪ It's how it goes ♪
♪ Whoa oh oh ♪
♪ We'll take it slow ♪
♪ Whoa oh oh oh ♪
♪ It's how it goes ♪
- It's got the edge of of Jawbreaker
with a little bit of Air "Moon Safari".
The kids are gonna love it!
- Yeah, but it's just bubblegum stuff. It's not us!
- Jesus. You gotta let that shit go.
And get in the water, baby, it's warm!
I mean, the only thing I'm worried about
if it's gonna go platinum or diamond.
(saw whining)
- Jawbreaker and Air?
It's more like U2 and Crazy Town.
- [Timmy] it does not sound like Crazy Town.
Hey, but if we make Crazy Town money, I'm not complaining.
(saw whining)
- I just feel like our 18-year-old selves
would kick our ass.
(saw whining)
- Do you think I like playing guitar
for Christina Aguilera? Why do you think I'm here.
- Timmy, I'm stuck. Timmy!
Timmy turn it off! - I think we need to-
- Timmy turn it off.
Timmy, please! - Trust the process.
- Please, help me! Timmy!
(Ryan screaming)
(tense music)
- Trust the process, Ryan.
(Ryan screaming)
(cleaver thuds)
Trust the process, Ryan.
I'm just messing with you.
Unlike you losers, I actually know
what I'm doing in the kitchen.
- [Charlie] Emincé de magret de canard,
it's tradition to celebrate a song
that's on its way to becoming big.
- [Timmy] Thank you.
- [Cristin] A big song. That's what I like.
- [David] Hey, what's acid like?
- [Timmy] Ooh, acid is like walking on a rainbow
wrapped in a blanket of sunshine
while learning about the meaning of the universe.
- Well, we just recorded a hit song, so I want that.
- David, don't do it. - Baby boy's growing on me.
- What? I wanna do it. - Don't do it.
- Hey, hey. Like Charlie said- - Don't do it, David.
- Charlie said we either have it or we don't. And we do.
- Just do one. Just do. - Oh.
- Okay. So what now?
- This is not gonna go well. - Yo soy tu papa,
my friend, you about to go to acid land.
- Bye bye. - Mm.
This is so good.
- You can thank to DuPont for the recipe.
Everyone say "Thank you, Charlie."
Thank you, Charlie.
- [Group] Thank you, Charlie.
(soft pensive music)
- I think mine's talking to me.
- What is it saying, David?
- Hi little fella.
- The slow descent of a virgin into madness.
(Cristin laughs)
- As an artist...
What scares you?
- Kids.
Love.
- [Timmy] No, you, you need to move on, Mat.
Come on. - Love, man, love.
I always have problems with love.
- Or I can go-
- Not being able to get hard.
- Just don't go there.
The only love you need is my love to you
and I love you, so you need to move on.
- You know what I'm afraid of?
Losing our friends
to the hollow pursuit of success.
- Damn. That's a good one.
- Alright, I can go.
Um, I'm afraid that uh, I'm just too good
and no one's ever gonna appreciate my talent.
- Oh my God.
Get your foot out your ass. Damn.
- It's the truth.
- [Mat] You always compliment yourself, every time.
- Charlie, how about you?
- Ryan hasn't gone.
- Being irrelevant, having everyone
look up to you as the one who made it
and nothing to show for it a decade later.
- Okay.
Uh, I am not afraid of anything except dying.
David, what are you on and can I have some?
(distorted, creepy music)
(distorted, creepy music continues)
(group screaming)
- [Cristin] I'm so awesome.
(upbeat electronic music)
(distorted voices screaming)
(everyone yelling indistinctly)
- One trillion dollars.
- I think I'm realizing that,
that, that Charlie is the trip.
I mean, he just comes in here and he does
like the boom scooby-doo-pop,
you know, and he just makes us a hit. You know?
It's just-
- Thank you, thank you.
I'm able to take complex energies that surround all of us
and, and channel them into smart and aesthetically pleasing
and, and, and, and beautiful mantras
back to the artist.
- [Mat] It's great, man.
- [David] That makes so much sense.
- Anybody ever told you you have Napoleon syndrome?
(Cristin laughing echoes)
(upbeat electronic music continues)
(distorted music)
(ominous music)
(footsteps crunching)
(footsteps crunching continues)
(lock squeaking)
(suspenseful music)
(door creaking)
(crickets chirping)
(footsteps shuffle)
(door creaking)
(footsteps shuffle)
(eerie distorted music)
(eerie distorted music continues)
(low, ominous music)
(dramatic music)
- Told you not to be in here.
- [Ryan] What's in there?
- [Charlie] Most people can't stay in there
for more than a few minutes.
- [Ryan] What do you mean?
- Fine. Open it.
(lid thuds)
It's an anechoic chamber.
I built it to block out all the noise.
There's no noise, but there is sound.
You hear the sound of your blood vessels.
Of your body working.
The sounds of your life.
- Sounds like it'd make you go crazy.
- It can.
Or it can help you make a track
that your band actually likes.
(lid thuds)
- What the fuck do you have against my music?
- I don't have anything against your music.
- No, you've been shitting on everything I do
since I got here.
- Ryan, I'm here to make something
that people wanna listen to.
Now, if that's a song that you wrote, great.
If it's a song that I wrote
and you just happen to sing on it, that's great too.
- It's gonna be a song I wrote.
(low, ominous tone)
(David breathing heavily)
- [David] Can you hear that?
(David breathing heavily)
- David? - David!
- I wanna dip my toe in, like Charlie said.
- David! - David, no!
(tense music)
- [Timmy] Get the fuck down! You fucking idiot, man!
- [Cristin] What are you doing, buddy. Come on.
- What the fuck happened? - Moved around.
Remember we celebrating a record.
- Look, I told you!
- The water's not fucking warm, it's putrid.
They're trying to take our gift
and put it in a meat grinder.
You're trying to kill me.
- [Ryan] You're okay, buddy.
- They're trying to fucking kill me.
- You're okay. (David wails)
You're okay.
- See, that's why you never take more than two tabs.
- [Cristin] Jesus.
- [David] I want to go home, please! (sobs)
- You are home, buddy. You're okay.
- What kind of shit was that?
- You're home.
You're home, okay. (David sobs)
Hey, you're home, buddy.
(low, ominous music)
(door creaking)
(birds twittering)
- Come on, get him up.
Hey, welfare check. Get up!
You all right, man?
Bro, you lost your shit last night, man.
You turned it to a straight exorcist. (grunts)
Bro, first of all, don't ever take your glasses off again.
- Wait, did I say something bad about Charlie?
- [Mat] Did you say something bad about Charlie?
I mean, it's is what you didn't say, honestly.
You said a whole lot of shit last night.
But most important thing is you good? You all right?
Come on, get on up, man. - Yeah. Okay.
I want a beer. We got songs to do.
I have a bassline to write.
- Guess we're back to work.
I don't know about Charlie,
but I think he might have unlocked something.
All right, let's go.
- Hey man.
The key to having a great band is teamwork, okay?
I need you to get your shit together.
(upbeat music)
- Got a little bit of a deck vibe.
I dig it.
Ryan, come join us.
David's had some really good ideas.
- Hey, just some hooks, building off the sound
that Charlie's been pitching.
Hey Timmy, let's work on that song we were doing earlier.
- Got some fun lyrics you could work with.
- [David] I'll just put my beer down.
- They're about second chances.
And when people least expect it
becoming something important again.
(eerie, discordant tone)
(phone ringing)
(eerie, discordant tone continues)
(phone ringing continues)
(ominous music)
(Ryan gasping)
(upbeat rock music)
(upbeat rock music continues)
(tinnitus buzzing tone)
(gentle guitar music)
(birds twittering)
(gentle guitar music continues)
(cock crowing)
- I'm fine.
- Oh yeah, that's generally how people
who are doing fine start a conversation.
You look like shit.
- I'm not sleeping.
- Well, it's a creepy ass castle. I know.
It must be tough playing second fiddle
to a fake guru with no musical ability.
What the fuck does he even play?
- I don't know.
I guess like success is just copying whatever bullshit
trends on the radio in any even given moment.
- Success?
Success, success is just fucking random.
It's just, it's, it's not even real.
It's like based on a million factors
that none of us understand or can control.
And it doesn't fucking matter.
Man, it doesn't fucking matter if we all, you know,
if we die famous or, or, or no one knows who we are,
because we all end up in a pile of dirt in the ground.
So all we can do while we're here on this fucking rock,
just hurtling through space,
is our, our thing, our own thing.
And it's just art, man.
It's, it's not that big of a deal anyway.
(guitar twanging) (drums beating)
- I'm loving these new songs.
- Yes, so cool.
Good stuff, man.
- Anyone seen David?
- Present.
- [Cristin] Oh, good morning, sunshine.
- [David] Bonjour.
- Charlie, I really wanna thank you
for giving this one another shot.
- I think the changes you made give it a new life.
- [Timmy] Hey, if Charlie's happy. I'm happy.
- All right, everyone.
And one, two, three, four.
(energetic rock music)
(energetic rock music continues)
- It's got a Pixies vibe, but I'm not mad at it.
- This is great, Ryan. I love it.
- All right.
The chorus goes like this.
♪ I know ♪
♪ I can write my way out of this ♪
♪ Back hole ♪
♪ Back to all the things that I miss ♪
♪ Sometimes I wonder if I even exist ♪
♪ Add another line to my wishlist ♪
- [Charlie] I mean that definitely has potential.
- [Ryan] Thanks man.
- [Mat] We're back baby.
- It's just too bad though.
- What?
- [Charlie] That you didn't tell me.
- Tell you what?
(tense music)
- When were you going to tell me?
- What?
- When were you gonna tell me the label dropped you?
(sinister music)
- What?
- [Charlie] Listen man, I'm out.
No wonder you were asking about them every two minutes.
- But just now in the room, you just,
you were telling me that-
- [Charlie] What are you talking about?
You've been sitting here for four hours.
- What about your song? We -
You said that-
- My song?
I'm gonna take my song
and I'm gonna give it to somebody else.
I don't do this shit for free.
I'm gonna go to Bordeaux for a few days.
When I come back, y'all better be gone.
- [Ryan] The others then. Did you tell 'em?
- [Charlie] I'll let you take care of that.
- [Ryan] You really don't think any of our songs?
- [Charlie] What do you think?
(low, ominous tone)
(footsteps tapping)
- Fuck!
Agh! (objects clatter)
Fuck!
Fuck. (objects clatter)
(Ryan screams)
(Ryan breathing heavily)
(intense tone)
- So that's it. He just left.
- [Mat] It's over.
- [David] Is it bad my first thought's
at least we got that track down.
- [Timmy] No, it just doesn't make any sense.
I mean we were just starting to lay down some good stuff.
Did you say something to him?
- [Mat] He was just telling me
my key line was like Ryan Wright.
Ain't nobody ever said no nice shit like that to me.
- Did he say anything else, Ryan?
- [David] I dunno, I just don't get it.
Are you sure he is not like in his office?
You know, I'm gonna check.
(ominous music)
- He just said he was going to Bordeaux
and we should just stay here
and continue to work for the week.
- [Cristin] Oh, well that was nice of him.
- [Timmy] Well, it's quits for us.
- [Ryan] We have a lot of good songs.
- Yeah, but we don't have a producer.
What are we supposed to do without a producer?
Charlie's gone. We don't have the songs.
What? You don't have the songs?
- Come on. - You don't have the songs.
- [Ryan] Is that what this is about? I don't get it, man.
Like since we got here,
you've just been like a knife in my side the whole time.
- No, it's just that ever since we broke up,
only one of us hasn't stopped working.
- [David] Ryan, can we talk?
How long?
And you weren't gonna tell us anything.
Who's gonna pay for this?
(David sighs)
- The stuff. We finished the album.
- [David] You better pray that song we made
is good enough to get us out of this.
- That song is...
- [David] What?
- It's not ours.
- [David] Bullshit. I put work into that.
(David sighs)
Then you better lawyer up.
- It's not like there'd be anything to split.
(footsteps tapping)
- What did the book say about him leaving.
(zip zipping)
- Hey, don't forget to take your broken bass.
(David exhales sharply)
- Charlie was right.
You guys are all washed up and you know it.
- Just leave. - Fuck you!
- [Mat] Right. That's the sign.
Maybe we shouldn't be here.
- [Timmy] I never fucking wanted to be here.
- [Cristin] Ryan. Ryan!
It's okay if you wanna just call it quits.
- I just need to think.
(tinnitus buzzing tone)
(phone ringing)
(Ryan breathing heavily)
(tinnitus buzzing tone continues)
(phone ringing continues)
(heart beating)
(phone ringing continues)
(phone clicks)
(Mat screaming) (tense music)
(eerie music)
- No, no, please. (panting)
No.
(Cristin gasping)
No.
(Cristin screaming)
- [Mat] All right, see you man. Come here.
(Mat and Timmy speaking indistinctly)
- [Timmy] We've never been good.
Our band has never been the same.
(ominous music)
- [Ryan] Fuck Charlie.
- [Timmy] Look Ryan, I don't know what you're going through.
- No. We have everything we need right here to record.
All we have to do is go up.
Just gimme a little time here.
We can go up there, we can record right now.
- We, we can't record new songs with a new producer,
but you're having us record the same old shit.
So what are you gonna tell the label?
- There's no label.
- Fucking known.
You know I dropped a 20 day tour to follow your ass here.
- All we need is us, right?
If you just go up there, you start-
- [Timmy] You fucking lied to us. I'm out.
- No, Timmy, look, we don't need,
we don't need Charlie. - You were gonna find out
if we had it or we didn't.
- Timmy.
- Looks like you have your answer, buddy.
- No, please. Timmy, come on.
- Don't fucking touch me, man.
(tense music)
- Timmy, please. Come on, please.
- Stop touching my fucking guitar.
(Timmy grunts) (punches thudding)
Fuck you!
- [Mat] Alright, alright. Come on man.
- You're a one hit wonder who's gonna live in the shadow
of the one guy who made this band successful.
Miles. - All right, all right.
- Get me my guitar.
(Ryan groans)
Okay.
- You know, we don't give a shit about the label.
- I'm already broke, so.
(Cristin sighs)
Man, do you even remember why we started this band?
- Because we had no other friends and our parents hated us.
- Yeah.
But mostly because we didn't give a fuck.
And now all you do is give a fuck.
- You think he's happy?
- Who? Miles.
I don't know. He's rich.
Does that make him happy?
If you spend your whole life looking
for validation from someone else or, or some other shit,
I don't know, it's gonna get to you
and it's gonna break you.
It's gonna break your soul.
- You ever wonder why Miles didn't take you guys
with him when he left?
Maybe you're just not good enough.
- What the fuck, man.
- You ever think about that.
Sometimes I think about that.
- Why would you say some shit like that?
Man, when there was no tours, we never left.
When years went by without any offers,
with no fans, we never left.
And now with no label, we are still here.
- I guess I should be happy.
Then again, where else would you go?
- Yeah.
Fuck you, man.
I've been there. I've been there for you.
We're like family.
What the fuck?
- What? It's just art, right?
It's not that big a deal.
- [Cristin] Fuck this, man.
(Ryan coughing)
(wind whistling)
(paper rustling)
(Ryan sighs)
(bed creaks)
(wind whistles)
(Ryan grunts)
(footsteps thud)
- Mat.
So, Mat?
Cristin?
(Ryan knocks)
(footsteps shuffle)
What?
(low, ominous music)
Cristin!
Mat!
Cristin!
(footsteps thudding)
Mat!
You know what? You're doing me a favor!
(footsteps crunching)
(birds twittering)
(low, ominous music continues)
I'm fine.
(low, ominous music continues)
(door creaks and clangs)
(paper rustling)
(flames crackling)
(crickets chirping)
(flames crackling continues)
(pensive music)
- [Alan On voicemail] Hey Ryan. Alan Albright here.
I can't seem to reach you,
but Charlie told me what happened.
Look, you're really just fucking yourself here.
The label is not backing any of this.
And now with Charlie upset, there's liability issues.
And look, you're gonna get a formal release of claims,
legal stuff, and you need to sign it, or else it just.
You wanna sign it.
Get yourself together, Ryan.
(pensive guitar music)
(buttons creaking)
(buttons creaking continues)
- Fuck!
(objects thud)
(Ryan screaming)
Fuck! Fuck!
(guitar crashes)
Fuck you!
Fuck you guys.
(no audio)
♪ Liquid smiles ♪
♪ Tell her for and falling down ♪
♪ Stronger now without you ♪
(upbeat rock music)
♪ Without ♪
(crowd cheering)
(upbeat rock music)
- Thank you.
We have Cristin on drums.
Mat on keys.
Timmy on guitar and Miles on bass and vocals.
(crowd cheering)
I know, we all love him.
We are Excelsis.
♪ Love crushed from a clock ♪
♪ I hate you so we don't talk ♪
♪ And your teeth make me weak ♪
♪ And you're keeping them from ♪
♪ Me ♪
(Miles roars) (Ryan yells)
(Ryan thuds)
(tense guitar music)
(ax clinks)
(Ryan thuds) (objects clatter)
(tense guitar music continues)
(Miles roars)
(Ryan yells)
(tense guitar music continues)
(tense guitar music reverberates)
(suspenseful music)
(Miles roars) (Ryan thuds)
(ominous music)
(kick thuds) (Ryan grunts)
(blows thudding)
(Ryan groans)
(guitar twangs) (ax thuds)
(guitar clatters)
(Ryan breathing heavily)
Where are you?
(Ryan panting)
(guitar thudding)
Where are you?
(Ryan screams)
(footsteps thudding)
(ominous music)
Where?
(Miles roars)
(tense guitar music)
(Miles roars)
(ax scraping)
(tense guitar music reverberates)
(Ryan gasping)
(lock clattering)
(suspenseful guitar music)
(door thuds)
(Miles hammering)
(door thuds) (Miles roars)
(lid thuds)
(Ryan breathing heavily) (heartbeat thudding)
(Ryan breathing heavily continues)
(heartbeat thudding continues)
(Ryan breathing heavily continues)
(heartbeat thudding continues)
(Ryan breathing heavily continues)
(heartbeat thudding continues)
(no audio)
- [Miles] Hey, I actually gotta talk to you about some shit.
- Not this again.
I know you don't love the new songs.
There's some actually good ones like "Wishlist."
- The label offered me a solo album.
(Ryan laughs)
- I'm serious. It's like a full budget.
Music videos. Everything, tour support.
So awesome.
- You told them, "No", though, right?
We just played the VMAs. We're getting radio play.
We're exactly getting everything we've ever wanted.
We're supposed to open up for Jawbreaker this summer.
- I know. But what the fuck would you do in my shoes, man?
- I've written every song you've ever sang.
- Yeah, I know.
- Told the band?
- Cristin, she's a studio drummer at best.
She can't keep up with us live.
And Tim's already doing his own thing
and I don't even know what Mat does anymore.
- That's fucking bullshit, man. You know it.
This is your family.
- I got something new for me.
I mean, the sampling we've been talking about,
they're doing that.
They're doing it with Bach. It's...
Remember we always said,
when you get your shot, you take your shot.
(lid thuds) Oh!
Fuck. It would've been the end of your career.
Look man, I, I, I can't promise it to everyone,
but, why, why don't you come out on the road with me?
Huh? Just see how it vibes.
See how it fits man.
And this could be something huge for us.
All right.
Fuck, Ryan.
You know what? I'll call you in a week, hmm?
Give you till then and...
well the tour bus will be waiting.
(ominous music)
(phone ringing)
(phone ringing continues)
(ominous music)
(lid creaking)
(Ryan grunts)
(Ryan breathes heavily)
(footsteps crunching)
(lid creaks and thuds)
(footsteps crunching)
(jacket thuds)
(door creaks)
(footsteps crunching)
(footsteps crunching continues)
(low, somber music)
(car rumbling)
(wistful music)
(wistful music continues)
(key clicks)
(traffic humming)
(door thuds)
(bell rings)
(door creaking)
(door thudding)
- Disappear.
(guitar thuds)
(latches click)
(tape recorder clicks)
(gentle guitar music)
(gentle guitar music continues)
♪ Mom and dad can't remember if I told you ♪
♪ I'm glad I am, I finally got to know you ♪
♪ Years from when we met ♪
♪ Back when I left home ♪
♪ And let me sing you sweet and distant fictions ♪
♪ On lonely nights you would lay and listen ♪
♪ if you don't like it, wait till I fix it ♪
♪ Because I know I can ride my way outta this ♪
♪ Black hole, back to all the things that I miss ♪
♪ Sometimes I wonder if I even exist ♪
♪ Just add another line to my wishlist ♪
♪ if I could fly ♪
♪ Over and under ♪
♪ I think I just might ♪
♪ Stay till I get it right ♪
(tape recorder clicks)
(pensive guitar music)
(pensive guitar music continues)
- [Customer] Excuse me.
Hi, sorry. Do you mind?
Can I get your help for a second over here?
I just wanna see something behind the case.
- Of course. - Thank you.
My son's just picking up electric guitar
and he just keeps leaving cables who knows where.
So I just need to pick up a few.
I, but I have no idea what I need.
- Oh, this is the cheapest.
But I actually recommend this one.
(guitar clicks)
- Hey Ryan, coming out to Peace tonight?
- I'm closing. (colleague sighs)
- Alright.
(curtain rail scrapes)
(door clanking and squeaking)
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- Add another line to your wish list
with Taco Bell's new hot- ♪ I know I can ride my way ♪
- And spicy chicken burrito. ♪ Out of this ♪
♪ Back to all of this ♪ - It's simmered in Mexican
spices and smothered in cheese.
Ready to make your taste buds sing.
♪ Just add another line to my wishlist ♪
- [TV Announcer] Listen to your stomach and check hungry off
your wish list, with our rocking menu
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(guitar music continues)