Mistaken for Strangers Page #3

more handsome shots

of you in the hood.

Whose chairs are those?

Umm? Not sure.

I just want to move them

over there for now.

Just like over here?

Aaaannnd good.

Don't sit on that.

Just 'cause...

Where do you see The National

in 50 years?

Fifty years?

I think, forty years.

I think, I don't know...

in 40 years,

I think we will be done.

Really?

In 40 years from right now?

That would be, like,

being a band

for 50 years, I think.

I don't know if any band

has been a band for 50 years.

The Rolling Stones.

Well, okay, but, like seriously.

I always kinda wondered,

do you have wallets?

Do you carry wallets

on stage with you?

Your ID when you're playing?

Do you have your ID on you?

Actually I do, yes.

That's just weird to me.

Warm up.

I am.

Why don't you button up?

I'm trying to.

Here, I'll take

your jackets, everybody.

Tom said he'll take the jackets.

On my arm.

Thank you.

I stock the buses every night.

But there's always something

one band member doesn't have.

Like a stick of

"Toberone" chocolate.

You know?

It's like, what?

You didn't ask

for Toberone last week.

You know. And it's not even on the rider.

But I was supposed to pick--

Even though that venue had

Toberone on the counter,

I didn't know you really

wanted it in the bus.

And I'm not going to take

every single piece of food

that's in your dressing room

and also put Reynold's Wrap

over it,

and stick it on the bus.

I like how he always says--

He acts all impatient,

and acts like he doesn't like

going to these photo shoots,

but I know he actually does.

Look at him.

I swear.

I like a good tuck.

It's nice in here, isn't it?

Good show, Matt.

It's been amazing.

But it's just

that I'm feeling...

It's just weird.

It's not what I thought

it would be.

And sometimes,

Matt walks off stage,

and doesn't even recognize me.

He's got this glazed over

look in his eyes.

I think he has to go to

this weird zone sometimes,

to deliver the show.

You should never

take it personally.

It's the job.

Yeah, I know, it's a job.

Ohhh! Nice one!

That's how you do it.

I don't know.

I think we should all

be hanging out more.

We might want to make this

a hard alcohol night.

No, no, no!

That's verboten.

We got some Jager in there.

No, no.

You've got the allergy.

No, I don't.

You've got the f***ing allergy.

Have I had the allergy--

Yes!

Have I been on this tour

and had the allergy?

Have you fallen down

in a bodega,

and knocked over the chips rack.

Guilty. Guilty.

That's why you have

to stay away from the whiskey.

Tip your head over

the top of the thing.

Yes.

It doesn't leave a lot

to the imagination,

but we can always blur it out.

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