Green Room Page #2
-What?
-Was that real? Ew!
-Tiger:
Open your window.
-Sam:
Good.
-You tad's friends?
-Uh, he sent us.
Are you cousin Dan?
-Daniel:
Daniel.
You guys look hammered.
-Tiger:
One night at tad's
will do that to you.
And if your girl's
gonna be crashing--
-don't mention that.
-Okay, I was just--
-yeah, no worries whatsoever.
Just shut the f*** up
about it him and me and her.
-Yeah.
-Drummer? Drummer?
Using the house kit
or are you using yours?
-I'll use mine.
-Okay. Load in's here.
-Sam:
That's bullshit.
-"Aren't rights"? Yeah.
-Stage rest in here.
Don't block the hallway.
The owner doesn't f*** around
with the fire codes.
Sound check in 15.
You're on in 20.
-Got it.
-Pat:
Hey, tiger...
Are you okay?
-Yeah, I'm fine.
-Sam:
Are these guys not creeps?
--They run a tight ship.
-Except it's a u-boat.
-Hey, y'all...
I got a dumb idea.
-Stagehand:
Where'd you say
-It's like a mini-transformer...
-Testing, testing one, two.
Meow.
-Stagehand:
Got it!-Pat:
There's no guitar.
-Or not.
-This was your f***ing idea.
You back out now,
i tell them you're Jewish.
Go.
-Evening, ladies and gentlemen.
We are the ain't rights,
or the aren't rights.
Either one...
Two, three, four!
-Crowd:
F*** off! Come on!
-Thank you.
That was a cover.
What should we do next?
-Sam:
Coronary.
-Tiger:
This one's a treat.
-Sam:
What happenedto fire code?
-Yeah, sorry guys.
We have to make room
for the headliner.
-Cowcatcher, right?
-Big Justin:
Yes. You gotta clear out, okay?
Here you are.
-Thank you.
-Big Justin:
And it's all there.And you guys follow me, okay?
All right.
I'll get you one more
two liter for the road.
Okay, come on.
-You all right with that?
-I'll be careful. I understand.
-Aw, sh*t. My phone...
-Pat:
What?My phone. I--
I'll catch up with--
-i got you.
-Sam:
Thanks.-Excuse me, y'all.
-Oh sh*t.
-Can you call the cops?
-Guitarist:
F*** that.-Hey, stop!
What the f***?
-I told you to follow.
-No!
Go, go, go!
Uh, yeah. I-- i--
i guess I am. I don't know.
There's been a--
there's been a stabbing!
She-- whoa! Whoa!
Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa.
--Goddamn it!
-They didn't lock the door.
You didn't lock the door!
-No! Don't talk
and don't touch them!
Stay put!
It's fine.
-What the f*** happened?
-Just give me a minute!
Something terrible.
Stay with them.
-Okay.
-Sam:
Oh, sh*t!- It's okay. Don't worry,
don't worry. Get back inside.
-What the f*** is going on?
-Gabe:
Up. In the room.
Hey! Go! Go!
Up the stairs.
It's okay. Let's go.
Just go. Come on, guys.
-Tiger:
Sh*t.-Gabe:
It's okay.--Oh, what the f***, man?
-Gabe:
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