All language subtitles for The Greatest American Hero s03e11 Its Only Rock and Roll

Look at what's happened to me

I can't believe it myself

Suddenly I'm up on top of the world

It should have been somebody else

Believe it or not I'm walking on air

I never thought I could feel so free

Flying away on a wing and a prayer

Who could it be

Believe it or not it's just me

Just like the light of a new day

It hit me from out of the blue

Breaking me out of the spell I was in

Making all of my wishes come true

Believe it or not I'm walking on air

I never thought I could feel so free

Flying away on a wing and a prayer

Who could it be

Believe it or not it's just me

Who could it be

Believe it or not it's just me

L.A. Tower, this is November 10-11...

requesting permission for final
vector clearance at approach to L.A.X.

Roger, November 10-11.
Please maintain course and altitude.

I've just received word that a
bomb might be on your flight...

with an altitude detonation
device set for 1,000 feet.

Roger on that bomb threat,
L.A. Tower.

Don't leave us out here too long. We've
got about 90 minutes worth of fuel left.

Roger, November 10-11,
just stay out over the ocean...

and remember not to go
anywhere near a thousand feet.

The most important thing to remember
about your digital system...

is not to be
afraid of your phone.

Remember, it's your friend.

Okay, now let's pretend that we want to
add someone else on to our phone call.

It's simple. The party
to whom the call was made...

should depress the button
and wait for the coded beep.

Then push pound one and the number of the
party you wish added to the conversation.

Okay.
Now is everyone ready?

All right.

- Yeah, Maxwell.
- Hello, Agent Maxwell.

Why don't you try connecting us
with, uh, Agent Carlisle?

Uh, um, yeah, sure.
Uh, here we go.

Um...

Mr. Maxwell,
wait for the coded beep.

Coded... Coded beep, right.
Coded beep, okay. And...

Okay, Mr. Maxwell, why don't we just
try a reverse relay instead, okay?

- Reverse what?
- Uh, maybe we should try somebody else.

No, no. No problem here.
Um, hold on.

Wait for the coded beep.

Uh, uh, gentlemen,
don't press any more buttons.

Just hang up your phones, please.
Just hang up the telephones, okay?

I repeat,
hang up the telephones.

Okay. Let's try it again.

Maxwell.

Is this the F.B.I.? Yeah, who's this?

My name is Chris Bunch. I'm manager for
Elvira and I wanna report a bomb threat.

- A what? Where?
- I got an anonymous tip...

it's on board Elvira's plane, which is
scheduled to land at L.A.X. in about an hour.

Uh, what airline
is this, uh, Elvira on?

It's a private jet. Look.
You've got to do something.

Well, just take it easy,
uh, Mr. Bunch,

most of these calls
are a hoax,

uh, but I'll, uh,
I'll get a squad together.

I'll meet you over there at L.A.X.
Just hold yourself together, okay? Right.

- Maxwell, what was that all about?
- It's a bomb threat, boss.

Uh, one of you guys
get me a bomb squad,

Gentlemen, don't... don't
press any more buttons please.

Think of it as a neighborhood
beautification program,

where each member
of the neighborhood...

contributes to making the street
look as beautiful as possible.

Uh, well, Ralph and I have always
kept our lawn nice and mowed and...

Yes you have, Pam.
But I have to fault you on one note.

- You are out of sync with the trash schedule.
- I beg your pardon?

The trash is picked up
on Fridays.

And without fail, you put your
trash bags out on Monday mornings.

That means unsightly trash
bags sit out for four days.

- Ralph?
- Well, uh, I can explain.

See, we... we... we... we collect
a lot of trash over the weekend,

and I don't know
what to do with it.

I mean, I can't leave it in the backyard.

Trash is just one
of our concerns, Ralph.

We're also concerned with noise
pollution, drag racing in the street,

and a general disregard
for fellow neighbors.

Well, I... I... I don't think that
really applies to my wife and I.

I mean, I think we're just
ordinary, run-of-the-mill neighbors.

Maybe once in a while we have the
stereo up a little bit too loud.

Okay, Ralph!
Got an emergency at L.A.X.!

Get it on. We need the suit... you
know, the you know what!

Come on, kid! This is Force 10
from Burbank. You got to shake it!

Uh, uh, well,

there does seem to be some sort
of emergency situation here.

And, yes, those types of
things can get a little noisy,

but it's only due
to the critical nature...

Come on, kid!

Hubba-hubba, kid! Hustle,
hustle, hustle! Let's go!

But thank you for stopping by,
and we will try and be a lot more careful.

Don't worry about that stuff!
I'll get it later! I can't believe this.

I always appreciate
the help, counselor,

but you really didn't need
to come along on this one.

Oh, sure. You want me to hang around with
the neighborhood beautification committee.

No scenario you might have, Bill,
could be more difficult than that.

Well, what have we got here,
Bill, a hijacking or something?

Nah, it's a bomb threat
on a private plane.

I got a call about a half an hour
ago from somebody named Chris Bunch.

He said that he got an anonymous tip there
was a bomb planted on this lady's plane...

Elvira he said her name was.

Chris Bunch? If it's the same
Chris Bunch I'm thinking about,

it's not a lady, Bill,
it's the name of a rock group.

What are you talking about?
A rock group?

This guy sounded like
he was talking about his wife.

No, Elvira. Bill, it's one of the most
popular rock groups in America today.

I mean, uh, Joey and the kids in my class,
they can't even get a ticket to the concert.

- It's all sold out.
- You mean to tell me...

I'm running around here like a
chicken with its head cut off...

for a bunch of long-haired
geekos with guitars?

Bill, lives
are at stake here.

Just because they're a member of rock group
doesn't mean you can't be a little concerned.

Well, yeah. At least I can understand
why somebody might wanna bomb the plane.

It's probably a disgruntled parent,
some kid who owns all their albums.

I know a guy with a daughter like
that... plays that junk all night long.

- Oh, Bill.
- Well, she does.

Geez louise. Will you look at this traffic?
What a mess!

It's probably because of the
arrival of Elvira at the airport.

Elvira.

Sinatra I could understand,
but Elvira? Give me a break.

Do the guys know yet? Have they been told?

Now we've alerted the cockpit,
Mr. Bunch, but in cases like this...

we usually try to keep the passengers
unaware as long as possible.

Till they go blowing out of the sky?
I think I'm looking for you.

My name is Maxwell, F.B.I.
Which one of you is Bunch?

Uh, I'm Bunch.
Thanks for coming, Mr. Maxwell. Yeah.

Uh, are these
your backup agents? Uh, yes.

Pam and Ralph Hinkley,
uh, they're, um... Uh, attorneys.

In... In case you need any
on-the-spot legal advice.

Yeah, and Ralph here
is a freelance bomb expert.

Now, tell me,
what have we got on this thing so far?

Apparently, the bomb is
designed to go off on descent.

How do you know? From the tip.

Who's ever doing this is some psycho
who thinks it'll be real funny...

if the bomb explodes on approach in
front of all the Dak Hampton's fans.

Dak who? Dak Hampton.
He's the leader of the band.

Oh, well, you guys
think that this prank...

is, uh, directed toward the whole
group or just this Dak fella?

Dak is always getting the threatening
phone calls and stuff like that.

All the rock superstars do, but this is the
first time anything like this has happened.

Look. I want to know
what you guys are gonna do.

That plane has been circling
around up there for 30 minutes.

All right. Now we sent it out over the ocean
so the flight engineer could search the plane.

They're running out of fuel. Okay, I need a
few minutes to talk my bomb specialist here.

If you, uh, gentlemen
will excuse us, please.

Ralph, what do you think?
Can you zip up there and find this thing?

- Well, Bill, all I can do is try.
- Okay, go to it.

Honey... I know. Be careful.

Go on, kid. I think you
better foam the runways...

and institute whatever
emergency procedures are normal.

What are you going to do?
What happened to the bomb specialist?

Huh?
Oh, he had to take off.

L.A. Tower,
this is November 10-11.

We can't find anything
on our onboard search.

That bomb must be
down in the baggage hold.

We've got about 15 minutes' worth
of fuel left. We gotta work it in.

Roger, November 10-11.

Has your onboard search
alarmed any of the passengers?

No, our passengers suspect nothing.
Everything's calm back there.

Hey!

Okay. Then it
goes to F-sharp.

Uh, no, man. That doesn't...
Doesn't feel right. What do you mean?

Man, I'm so tired,
I... I just give up.

Ah. When are they gonna
land this big bird anyway, huh?

You know, we've been circling
around up here for at least an hour.

It's what they call
a "natural high."

That's what the doc keeps telling
me, anyway.

You haven't been doing
anything, have you, Lenny?

I'm clean.

If I weren't, I'd be dead,
so it'd be easy to tell.

Huh? Wha...
Did you see that?

What was what?

Um, nothing.

Something's happened.
It's the baggage compartment.

L.A. Tower, this is November 10-11. We
just experienced some kind of interference.

Any damage?
It bounced us around a little bit.

We got a warning light on the starboard
baggage door, but that's about it.

If it was a bomb,
it was an awfully small one.

But even if it wasn't,
we have to come in now or we'll flame out.

Roger. Then proceed
to final approach.

Bill?
Come in, Bill.

Uh, um, h-hold on one sec.
He wants to talk to you.

- Yeah, kid. What do you got?
- I found the bomb.

It's set to go off
at a thousand feet.

Well, you better get it out of there,
because they're coming down right now.

Just what I was thinking.

Coming up
on 2,000 feet.

We're at a thousand feet
and all's clear.

Roger, November 10-11.
You're looking good from here.

Okay, thanks.
They're down.

Looks like
everybody's safe.

I knew it!
I knew it! Talk to you later.

What did I tell you? F.B.I. bomb squad, best
in the world. Let's go find our specialist.

Aaah!

I got to admit, this is kind of
exciting, being around a rock group.

It makes me feel
like I'm a teenager again.

Good going. That guy
had earrings on!

Where is everybody?

Who the hell
is that?

That is Dak Hampton!

Oh, well, he's real
pretty, all right.

I'm starting to
get a headache, Ralph.

Well, look, Dak. I'll have to
tell you when we get downstairs.

Aw, shoot.
Come on, Christopher.

You tell me I'm gonna see
a big fire in the sky,

and all I see
is that wimp, Hampton.

They must have found it and taken it apart.
That bomb was guaranteed for a thousand feet.

- Yeah, and maybe you just messed up!
- I promise you, Brick, it was!

Well, promise me this,
will you?

Promise me the next time Mr. Superstar
sings, it's in another life.

You got it.

What's going on here, Christopher?
Where are my fans?

Dak, we... we had
a real close call here.

This is Bill Maxwell
with the F.B.I.

He's here because about an hour
before your plane landed...

I got a tip that
there was a bomb on board.

Oh, no. And it went off and we've all
been killed and we're in heaven now.

- Oh my God, Christopher.
- Dak, this is serious.

Stay with me for a moment, please?

Someone
is threatening your life.

This is Ralph Hinkley.
He's a bomb specialist.

How are you doing?
I... I can't believe...

that I'm actually standing
here with Dak Hampton.

I mean, if my students knew I was standing
here with you, they would go bananas.

I mean, it's bad enough, we can't
even buy a ticket for your concert.

Students? You teach
a course on bombs?

Oh, no, no. I'm a...
I'm a high-school teacher.

Yeah, he just does this
stuff as a sideline.

Uh, Mr. Hinkley, uh, what does your
expertise tell you on this case?

I mean,
what happened here, Ralph?

Oh. Well, uh,
my best-guess scenario...

is that the...
The bomb malfunctioned,

and uh, it just, uh, did a little
damage to the rear cargo door.

If you'll check it,
you'll find that it's just a little ajar.

Ajar? Is something missing?
What about the tapes?

Settle down, Christopher.
It's right there. It's just a door.

Well, the point is, Mr. Hampton's life
is clearly in some kind of danger.

Bummer, man.

You're... You're the expert here.

Can we put Dak under F.B.I. protection or
something until after the concert tomorrow?

Uh, maybe secure the hotel?

Well, uh, that's very,
very difficult with the superstar types.

I mean,
it's almost impossible.

Well, uh, what about one of
those safe houses, Bill...

You know, where the agent
stays with the endangered party.

Hey, Bill,
he can stay with you.

Thanks, counselor,
I hadn't thought of that.

Okay, you're going to go with Mr. Maxwell and
stay in one of those safe houses tonight.

And I'll take the guys
back to the hotel.

Look, Christopher. I really don't have
any time to spend the evening with a fed.

I'm so sorry. No problem.

Lenny and I have to work out that song tonight,
so it'll be on the Christmas release.

Look, Dak. I'm the manager.
I'll give you the instructions.

And there won't be a Christmas
release if there ain't no Dak Hampton.

You've got a point.
Hasn't he, Max?

Huh?

I'm too tired to argue.
Let's just go.

If anybody needs me,
I'll be with my main man, Max.

Uh, car's over here.

Oh, yeah. Now that's
what you call music, see?

Oh, yeah. Nice,
simple... something you can tap your toe.

Not like this yelling and screaming and
dancing up and down that you guys do.

Honest, it sounds like
you're chopping up birds.

Might be a problem in the mix. Nah.

The problem today with music
is notes. Too many notes.

Too many notes? Yeah.

Instead of picking something nice, straight
and simple, uh, like this number right here,

you guys clutter up your songs
with so much garbage... no offense.

But I mean, you got to get back to basics.
That's what makes music work.

Max, you must have
studied music, huh?

In the army, I played
a pretty mean accordion.

I don't get a chance
to rehearse anymore, you know,

but I had a version of "Lady of Spain"
would have brought tears to your eyes.

I'm sure it would.

So, this is what they
call a safe house, huh?

Is it really foolproof?

Yeah, ordinarily, as long as the
people inside of it cooperate.

Uh, mostly that means not
telling anybody where you are.

And, uh, staying away
from the windows.

Let's try to adhere to
some form of reality, Max.

What if I have to talk to
somebody, like my manager or Lenny?

I've got a concert tomorrow
night, remember?

Well, if you have to talk to somebody, you,
uh, tell me and I'll get a message to them.

We gotta stick to the rules or
I can't guarantee your safety,

which is
what I'm here to do.

It's like
being in prison. Yeah, a little bit.

Max, do you think it'd be
okay if I practice my music?

You know
I gotta practice.

Uh, yeah, I guess so,
if you keep it real quiet.

Party! Whoo-hoo-hoo! Yeah!

Yeah?

- Lenny, it's me.
- Hey, man. Where are you holed up?

Oh, they got me stuck in a government
hideaway, somewhere on Gower.

I'm here with an F.B.I. dude
right out of Dragnet.

I am not supposed to use the
phone, so how are you guys doing?

Me and Gus are still trying
to work some things out.

It's not easy in this hotel.
Lots of distraction.

Do you guys wanna knock it off?
I'm trying to talk here!

Can you play a little of it
over the phone?

No way. Can't be done. Max hid my amplifier.
But I think we should try tonight.

Okay. Wanna go for it?

At the midnight hour.
Yeah, midnight. Got it.

Gus! Gus!

The entire hotel staff just about
beat me up over all the noise in here!

And the people downstairs said
their bathroom just flooded.

What, are you guys nuts? What'd
you pull the toilet out for?

Hey, they didn't
have a hat.

Hampton! Dak Hampton!

Get out here!

Dak, stay in your room.

- Ralph, come in.
- Fifty-nine.

- Did you call me, honey?
- Ralph. Come in, Ralph.

I got trouble here.

Ralph,
would you come in please?

What is it?

I'm surrounded by
a bunch of road hogs here,

- that's what it is.
- Road hogs? Are you sure?

Yeah, I'm sure.

Dak, stay on
the floor in there! Right there.

You know,
I think for Christmas...

I'm gonna get you a fireman's pole
for these kind of emergencies.

Dak Hampton!

Got him!

All right, cowboy,
where is he?

Let's get out of here.

They said
they wanted Dak. Where is Dak?

Um...

I'm telling you, Ralph.
I just don't get it.

I mean, uh, no way those guys could have
got to his room without getting past me,

and they didn't get past me.

Well, Bill,

when these goons come to,
you can ask them.

Yeah, weirdos...
Real, card-carrying weirdos.

Call the office and have
somebody come pick 'em up.

Wait a minute, Bill.
I'm getting a holograph.

What do you got?

Dak is at
the Station House.

- Oh, uh, what precinct?
- No, Bill, the Station House.

It's not a police station,
it's a nightclub.

I heard the kids talking about it.
It's where Elvira first started playing.

Oh, boy. More weeping and wailing and
yammering and jumping up and down.

Okay, let me finish this call
and then we'll go.

Okay, okay.
That group calls itself Acid Rain.

That was their own composition, "Miranda."

Acid Rain, yeah.

Yeah. All right, all right.

How many of you folks
are Elvira fans, huh?

And how many of you got tickets
to their concert tomorrow night?

Lucky dogs, huh?

Well, listen. For all you poor souls that
couldn't quite get to the box office in time,

got a special surprise.

Yeah.

You know, the Station House is the place
where Elvira first started to happen.

And tonight, as a special
treat, ladies and gentlemen,

Dak Hampton!
Yeah!

Dak! Dak Hampton!

Dak Hampton!

How you all doing tonight?

All right!
How you doing?

This is a song that, uh, sort of inspired
Elvira to get together in the beginning,

and to become a group,

and it goes
something like this!

Well, Mama doesn't call

Up against a stone wall

'Cause you know,
know I'm up against a stone wall

Well, Mama why don't you call

I'm up against a stone wall

Yeah, yeah, girl

Up against a stone wall

You know this is
the kind of stuff...

they used to play for kamikaze
pilots just before a mission.

Got no taste, Bill. That must be it.

What are you gonna do? You can't just
go up on stage there and drag him down.

You're gonna have
a riot on your hands. Right about that.

Uh, come on.
I got an idea.

Soon as you can,
go up onstage...

and tell him, uh,
it's a phone call.

Lenny is
in deep trouble. Lenny?

Lenny. All right.

Hey, listen, man. You got a telephone call.
Lenny's in deep trouble.

Listen. I'll be right back.
I got a phone call. Thank you.

It's probably
from Lenny Craig.

Should I tell him to come on down here?
All right!

- Listen.
- Where's the phone? No phone, kid.

Well, Max, how nice of you to come all
the way down here just to see me play.

- How'd you find me, Max?
- Doesn't matter, hot pants.

We have to get out of here.

Look. Come on. We always do
gigs at little places like this.

You know they all think that
this is where Elvira started.

- It's a real kick, huh?
- It's a scream.

We gotta get out of here.
Now, come on.

Make it a big exit.
Come on. Come on.

All right, it's okay.
I'll be right back.

Just gotta
make a phone call.

Right back, no problem.
Stay there.

It's Mr. H. With Maxwell,
talking with Dak.

Yeah, and he's leaving with them.
Joey, maybe they're taking him home.

Hey, listen. It's worth
checking out. Come on. Yeah!

I guess you think you're real
cute, Dak, slipping out on me.

But, uh, while you're
down here yodeling,

I got attacked by
a whole bunch of road hogs.

Road hogs? Yeah,
a bunch of bikers.

About 128,000 of 'em
come up on the front lawn,

blew up the front door,
looking for you.

I wanna know why they were looking
for you and how did they get there.

Damn it! I wish those freaks
would get out of my life.

What are they doing in your life
in the first place? That's a long story.

Yeah, well it'll go straight
down with the long night,

let's run the tape, kid.

Well, back in
the mid-'60s,

I was part of a group
called the Harmony Brothers.

And when the music
started changing,

uh, the group didn't,
so I got out.

And I was also
out of money, so...

Uh, well, the Hogs backed my first album
and the group which is now known as Elvira.

And I only found out
about a month ago...

that they had a cut in the
whole thing... they own me.

And I hate it!
I hate them and I want out.

Aw. You're breaking my heart, kiddo.
It's the truth, Max. Listen.

I am a musician.
I'm not a biker.

All I want to do is make my music and
give it to the people, that's all.

And now that you want out,
the Road Hogs don't like it. Of course not.

They can, uh, re-chrome, a whole lot of
oil pans from the money they make off me.

We know why
they were after you,

now how in the world did they
find you in the first place?

- You must have blabbed to somebody.
- Nobody.

I didn't talk to anybody and I did no
blabbing. I talked to Lenny on the phone.

Get out! I told you if you wanted to
use the phone to check with me first!

Listen. I finished working
on that riff for the tune.

And I always call Lenny.
We go down to the Station House.

It's standard procedure, Max.

This O.P., in this case, got you nailed.
Your pal nailed you.

That's ridiculous.
Lenny wouldn't do that.

Uh-huh. Did he show up
at the Station House?

No.No!

Because there's no reason
for him to show up...

to meet somebody whose head is
gonna get kicked in and he knows it.

Come on, kid, grow up.
Your partner sold you out.

- Ralph?
- Hi, honey.

Oh. Uh, Ralph,
what's going on?

Well, counselor, here's
the, uh... here's the rundown.

Try not to drop over
on your whatever,

but you got Dak Hampton, star of stage,
screen and Halloween for the night.

Now stash him someplace on the sofa, take
the phone off the hook, whatever it takes.

Keep your eye on him, 'cause nobody is
gonna think of looking for him here.

Ralph and I got somebody
we gotta find.

Ralph! I know it wasn't Lenny.
It couldn't have been him.

Yeah, we'll see about that.
You stay out of the counselor's hair,

because she's a very busy woman,
working in her br...

On her briefs
and all that stuff.

Ralph?

- Bye.
- Oh, uh, Ralph! What...

So, uh,

here I am with
famous Dak Hampton.

Yeah. Uh, can I get you
something to drink, a soda?

Nothing. Thanks.
Mm-mmm. Coffee, tea?

Oh, look. I have no idea
who that is,

uh, but Maxwell said
they shouldn't see you.

Where is he?
Where's the great man? Hey, Mrs. H.!

Hey, Mrs. H. Where is he?
There he is. Where's he at?

We didn't get tickets to your show.
You can play for us, can't you?

Sure. Okay. Sit down. It'll be a surprise.

The neighbors are never
gonna understand this.

Hello? Lenny?

It's your old pal,
"Music Lover" Maxwell.

Where are you, kid?

Oh, you're gonna have to rise and shine
and make some beautiful music, kid,

to get yourself
out of this mess.

He's already been making some
sweet music of his own, Bill.

Operator, this is an emergency.
Let me have the paramedics.

Hello?
Hi, honey.

Sorry if I woke you up, but I need
to talk to Dak. Is he awake yet?

Yes, he's awake, but you'll have
to wait for him to finish his set.

Dak! Dak, it's for you. Aw, Mrs. H.!

Hello? Dak, this is Ralph Hinkley.

Listen. I thought you'd wanna
know we're at the hotel,

and we're getting ready to
take Lenny to the hospital.

He O.D.'d on heroin. Bill and I
found him in his room unconscious.

Ralph, there's got to be some mistake.
I mean, uh, Lenny's completely clean.

I know for sure. Well, uh, Dak,

all I can say is maybe you didn't know
Lenny as well as you thought you did.

I'm coming down there right now.
I've gotta see him.

No, no. You stay there. He's on his way to
County General. Bill and I will pick you up.

All right,
but hurry up.

All right,
party's over. One more song, one more song.

Let's go, folks. Come on.
Party's over. Say good night.

Say good night. Good night.

Come on. But it was great.
You were great. Thank you.

Thanks a lot, Dak. You were great.
Okay.

Was he great? Yeah.

He was great, wasn't he?

- Christopher.
- Dak, where have you been? We've been looking for you.

Did everybody get tired?

No, I'm at that bomb expert's
house... Hinkley. Listen, Christopher.

Some of those bikers got a hold of Lenny,
shot him full of smack. He's unconscious.

- Now, just take it easy, Dak.
- I'm sick of this garbage, man.

First it's just a couple of
tattooed slobs cluttering things up.

Now they're planting bombs on my
plane, they're hitting on my friends.

Christopher, I want you to straighten
things out right now. I mean it.

Or find yourself another gig. Okay, okay.
I'll see what I can do.

You're not gonna
"see" anything.

You're gonna take care of it,
or that's a rap for you, man.

Damn! Can't you guys
do anything right?

You almost screw everything up by trying to
blow up a plane with Dak's master tapes on it.

It's real tough to release albums with both
the star and his tapes gone, Mr. Brick.

How was we supposed to know
the tapes were on the plane?

What about Lenny, huh? I tell you
to snuff him out with an overdose.

What happens?
You don't give him enough smack.

You're a bunch of bums.

You watch your mouth, Bunch,
or you'll be...

No, you shut up!

Don't forget I brought
you guys in on this deal!

I run things here!

Okay now. You're gonna
get a second chance.

If you blow it this time,
you might as well turn in your bikes...

before you
run yourselves over.

Uh, there's some more coffee in
the kitchen if you'd like a cup.

Oh, no, thanks.
I really don't want any.

Listen. You've been,
uh, very nice...

to tolerate
all this nonsense.

If anything's
broken or destroyed,

just make a list
and have it all replaced, okay?

Thank you. It was just a couple of
dirty glasses and cans, that's all.

Actually, considering what went on
here, they were pretty nice.

Is something the matter?

Is something the matter
Is something wrong

Hey, I know that song.
The Harmony Brothers.

Yeah. That was our
first hit single. 1965.

Were you one of
the Harmony Brothers?

Oh, my God. I didn't
even make the connection.

- You were known as Dak Harmony, weren't you?
- Uh-huh.

Oh, my God. I don't believe it.
I don't believe it.

You know,
I have one of your albums.

When I was a kid, I use to be a big fan
of yours. You were one of my favorites.

Here it is, look. Let me see.

The Harmony Brothers. Oh, my God.

Look at that face.

He was ready to take on the
world, wasn't he?

Yeah. And he sure did,
didn't he?

Yep. But I think the world
is winning right now.

God. I would give
all my money, everything,

just to be right here
on this album cover again.

Everything was so much simpler.

And music wasn't so mean.

There weren't so many notes.

Hey, this, uh,
may sound a little dumb,

but would you
autograph that for me?

Sure.

Uh, to Pam.

The girls in the sorority
won't believe this.

Uh, good morning.

Uh, did you notice there was no
trash bags out here this morning?

Ha! Isn't that great?
No trash.

Mrs. Hinkley, do you know why I
didn't get any sleep last night?

No, Mr. Norton, but if you hum a few
bars, I'll try it for you.

Uh, no, Mr. Norton,

I have no idea how much
sleep you got last night.

- None.
- None?

- Zero.
- Zero.

- Zip.
- Zip. - Neither did we.

And do you know why none of
us got any sleep last night?

Uh, full moon?

Because you were having
a wild rock-and-roll party...

until 6:00 in the morning!

Well, things did get a little
out of hand here last night.

A little out of hand?

That music shook my house until
I thought I would go crazy!

I have never had... All right! All right!
Okay. Calm down.

I am sorry. I am very sorry about
what happened here last night.

It just was one of those freak
things that we had no control over,

but I promise you,
as a new member of this neighborhood,

nothing like this
will ever happen again.

I promise.

Hey, pretty boy.
We're going for a ride.

Move.

And you ride with me,
pretty lady.

Dak and Pam.
Dak? Pam?

I've got 'em here, Bill.

Road Hogs have 'em
up at Delaware Park.

- Yeah. Okay, let's go.
- Chris Bunch is involved with these guys.

What? You're kidding!

Why that dirty... So he was
the linchpin all along.

Okay, you get dressed.
I'll see you there.

Looks like you've come to the
end of the set, doesn't it, Dak?

What's the matter with you,
Christopher, huh? What happened to you?

Nothing. I just don't like little creeps like
you trying to tell me how to run the show.

What's he talking about, Dak? Run the show?

Just because I got tired of these
freaks taking 75% of the profits,

you call that
me running the show?

Yeah, I do, because without these
guys, there wouldn't be any profits,

'cause there would have
never been Elvira.

You were in on it from the
beginning, weren't you?

Huh? And now you're gonna
kill me and an innocent lady.

Look. If it's
just the money you want,

wait till after the concert
and go out with a big bonus.

One lousy concert doesn't do anything
for me now that I got the tapes.

I don't like you, Dak,
and I don't need you.

And the world can remember
Dak Hampton's memory...

when I release
his new albums...

posthumously.

Okay, just leave Pam alone.

Please. Don't hurt her.

- Aaah!
- Get down!

Aaah!

Aaah!

Drop it!

That was...
That was amazing!

Yeah, I think there's
a song in there somewhere.

Afternoon!
Ready for inspection!

What do you say there,
Captain? Afternoon, folks.

Pam will be out in a minute.
Well, uh, don't tell her to hurry.

We don't wanna get
there early, you know,

to a stadium full of a 100,000
uh, screaming, stomping kids.

Bill, come on.
It's just Dak's way of saying thank you.

Besides, do you know
how many people...

would give their eyetooth to sit front
row, center at an Elvira concert?

Do you have any idea the statistics
of kids that go deaf at these things?

We're all gonna wind up watching T.V.
shows with closed captions here!

Bill, you're wearing guns
to a concert? Come on.

Well, you can't be too
careful in a place like that.

Sorry I kept you waiting.
Hi, there.

Boy, if looks could kill...

Well,
they should be happy...

that we're not taking
the trash out on a Monday,

but we waited until today
to take out the trash.

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