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[WOMAN SINGING INDISTINCTLY

OVER SPEAKERS]

Take your hands

Let it out

[ALARM RINGING]

[ALARM RINGING]

[]

[GROANS]

[SIGHS]

[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING

OVER SPEAKERS]

[SIGHS]

Top of our game, boys,

top of our game.

[KNOCKS ON DOOR]

Hm.

[SIGHS]

Hmm.

Holy sh*t.

And Jackie Simms

was just standing over you?

Yes, sir.

And then what?

And then the police

showed up.

You called the police?

I mean, we didn't call them.

They showed up.

Why do you suppose that is?

I have no idea.

Huh.

Is this your handwriting?

Yeah.

Where did you get this?

Why don't you tell me what you

and your friends did yesterday.

First of all,

they're not really my friends.

I've only known them

like a year.

We don't hang out

outside the band.

They're more like coworkers

than anything.

Then tell me what you and your

coworkers did yesterday, Kirk.

Start with the van.

Phew.

We took off, like, 7 a.m.

The 10 was full of people

trying to get to the festival,

so we took Highway 74.

[VIVALDI'S "FOUR SEASONS"

PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

JACKIE:
Oh, come on. What

the f*** is this sh*t?

It's Vivaldi.

I thought

Imagine Dragons was bad.

I like Imagine Dragons.

Who doesn't like

Imagine Dragons?

Well,

it's better than this sh*t.

- This sh*t's putting me to sleep.

- It's calming.

I figured we could use some calm

before the storm.

F***ing party storm.

- [CHUCKLES]

- [CHUCKLING]

Speaking of which,

I did bring a little surprise

for the hearty party

tonight.

- Oh, sweet.

- Presenting...

Oh, nice!

KIRK:

It's a 2009.

- I figured we deserve it.

- TRAVIS:
Absolutely.

How much did that

set you back?

- Don't worry about it.

- Dude, pop it open.

- Yes! Pop it now.

- No. Hey, no.

No one's popping anything.

We are in a moving vehicle.

We don't want to get

arrested.

Good point.

- Hey, let me check that out.

- Sure.

JACKIE:
So I decided we're

gonna go straight to the house

and skip the festival today.

I'm kidding.

F***.

Jesus Christ, lighten up.

Oh, my God,

you had me, though.

Oh, my God, I freaked out.

[]

Yeah. Yeah, this place

definitely looks

like my grandma's house.

I need to hang out

with your grandma.

KIRK:

Cool, a Pachinko machine.

TRAVIS:

Oh, f***, yeah.

Yeah.

So how are we picking rooms?

First come, first serve,

Big Brother style?

Sure, whatever,

but I get the master.

Why do you get the master?

Because I said so.

[WATER SPLASHING]

TRAVIS:
It's heated!

The pool is heated!

Oh, hey,

I just threw my bag up there.

Did you want the top bunk?

I don't know.

Byron, are you okay?

Yeah, it's just nerves.

The concert tomorrow

and everything.

Dude, don't worry about it.

We're gonna kill it. All right?

Yeah. Yeah, we'll kill it.

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