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Put your right hand over your heart.

Ready? Begin.

I pledge allegiance to the flag

of the United States of America.

The cries of pain.

The shattered lives

the devastation.

Maybe we as a people have gotten too used to the wars

that we have seen in the movies.

Because in this footage, it becomes terribly apparent

that there is no triumphant music

there is no victorious hero.

There is only the horrible reality of human suffering.

This war isn't glamorous or romantic.

It is rather a brutal reminder of the violence

that man is capable of.

And it leaves little doubt in this reporter's mind

that this war, and perhaps all war

is undeniably evil.

Take this down. That's a girl.

I split it in half, so there's one for tomorrow.

That's a girl.

When California Governor Ronald Reagan was asked today

about his opposition to the proposed expansion of Redwood National Park

his response was- and I quote.

"A tree is a tree. How many more do you need to look at?'"

In other news, censorship.

Hello. Yeah, okay.

Look, look, I'm on the way. I'm on the bloody way!

Come on, son. We gotta go. Come on.

No more logging!

Go home, murderers! You're all murderers!

Get out of here! This land isn't yours!

No more logging! No more!

You're murderers, all of you! Don't deny it! You're killin' trees!

What do we got here, Burt?

They just keep coming back. How are we supposed to do our job?

We're gonna have to go through 'em.

All right, you heard him.

Let's do it.

You're all murderers!

Do you know why we fall these trees? To build houses.

Houses for families.

I don't give a damn about you or your families.

Look, my wife is sick. She needs medication.

And if she doesn't get it, she's gonna die.

And you're making it impossible for a man to do an honest day's work.

If your wife has to die to save these trees,

so be it.

You.

Who's gonna save you?

You son of a bitch!

You okay? You okay?

Yeah. I.

He's got a gun!

Hold on! Hold it right there!

Everybody just calm down. Let me take that.

- Come on. Come on. - He hit me first.

- He started it! - You're gonna go with me.

- Goddamn it! Can't a man work anymore? - I gotta run you in.

- Daddy! - It's all right, lad. It'll be all right.

We're gonna stay here until we get the petition to save these trees!

Yeah? And what is that petition made out of? Paper, you moron!

- Paper from trees! - Not from trees

that were around before the birth of Christ!

No!

No! No!

No! No!

No! Let him go! I'll kill every one of ya!

I swear to God, I'll kill every last one of ya!

Dad!

And the home of the free.

Brave

Mmm. Creamy goodness.

Should he be driving?

No. I'll drive.

It's the drugs that hold Joey together.

- Right, burly man? - Oh, yeah.

- Here. - No, thanks.

Sam, see the nest up there at the top of that tree?

Oh, yeah.

That's the nest of an American bald eagle.

Hey, Captain. Hard to starboard. I need to take a bio break.

- Me too. - Aye, aye, mates.

- Here you go. One-stop shopping. - Ew. Come on, dude.

It's dripping!

Ivan, you man the cannon. Samantha steadies the aim.

Joey, look out!

Whoa.

- What the fuck was that? - I think it was a dog.

- Really? I hate dogs. - How could you hate dogs?

It's probably gone now.

Ladies' room to the right, big boy.

- Jack, come with me. - Sorry, babe. I'm afraid of dogs too.

Oh, you're such a chicken shit!

- Someone's giving you a hummer. - What?

Your phone. Who's calling?

Uh, nobody.

Are you hanging in there?

Yeah, I guess. As long as Jimmy's not around, I'm fine.

Hey, this is gonna be great for you.

Yo, guys. Watch out for booby traps.

- Watch out for what? - Booby traps.

What? Where?

What fuckin' booby.

I've been hit!

Dude, you all right?

Ow, fuck!

Let me see. I gotta make sure there's no glass in it.

Who the fuck were those guys?

I don't know, but we gotta be careful out here, man.

The pot farmers catch us in their shit, they'll chop our balls off,

and use 'em as fertilizer for their crops.

Sounds like the perfect spot for an outdoor music festival.

Ow! Jesus Christ, Samantha!

I didn't mean to.

- I didn't mean to. - It hurts.

I could sew that shit up for you, if you want.

What?

I have some needle and thread in here.

Just run a lighter over it. It's all clean.

- No, thanks, man. - Do it, pussy!

- That shit will be sick. - That shit's nasty.

- That shit will be sick. - That shit's nasty.

- Do it. - I'll do it.

Rambo style.

You're bleeding and it's really deep.

We need to get some disinfectant.

Go get me some of that whiskey.

Yes. Rambo.

Rambo! Rambo! Rambo!

Who's Rambo?

Okay. Do it.

Whoa!

I'm Rambo. I am Rambo.

Ah, fuck!

I can't watch, man. I feel light-headed.

Yes!

My fellow Americans

major combat operations in Iraq have ended.

And the battle of Iraq.

You know, he's not just the greatest American president

he's just.

Wow.

- Asshole tried to piss on my head. - It's sterile.

Yeah, thanks. I'll get some medicine.

- Pee-pee party. - You want to get high?

Yo.

What's wrong with her? She seems kind of damaged.

- Who, Sam? - Yeah.

- She's going through some shit right now. - Like what?

- Ivan didn't tell you guys? - No.

She wasn't always so tweaky.

She just got out of a really fucked-up relationship.

Oh, my God. This ecstasy is really strong.

You're candy flipping. We took "X" and acid.

Acid too?

You know that liquid stuff that we put on our tongues?

That wasn't mouthwash.

Jimmy was her old boyfriend.

A rich, spoiled brat who couldn't handle being dumped.

And apparently he wasn't used to not getting his own way.

Samantha!

Jimmy? What are you doing here?

- Jimmy, please. - Excuse us.

Jimmy.

- Are you fucked up? Are you fucked up? - No. No!

- Did you give her shit? - Fuck off, Jimmy!

You don't tell me to fuck off, pig.

What did I tell you, Samantha? What did I tell you?

This cunt is bad news!

- Fuck you, asshole! - Why are you so angry?

Why am I so angry? Why am I so angry?

Sam had never tripped before. So when Jimmy flipped out, she lost it.

I ask you to stay. You fuckin' leave.

I don't get it. I fuckin' love you!

- I love you, Samantha. - No.

You're making a fool of yourself.

You don't love me.

- Help! - Drugs are killing this fucking nation!

- Somebody help! - Destroying your brain.

Frying out!

I fucking love you!

Shit.

You break it, you buy it.

Jodie Foster was great in that.

Jodie Foster wasn't in that one. Linda Blair was in The Exorcist.

Yeah, The Exorcist. The priest. And the possessed demon was Regan.

Yeah, but it wasn't President Reagan.

I could see how you could get it confused.

Hey, beer.

- It has to last. - Hey, where's Sam?

- She's inside. - Go get her. Chop, chop.

- Chop, chop. - All right.

- You heard him, man. It has to last. - All right.

Sam?

Easy, tiger.

Whoa, dude.

Yo, man, that's the truck! That's the truck from.

Come on. Let's go.

- You sure are cranky. - You keep talkin' shit.

The rednecks just pulled up in the truck.

- What? - The dude who threw the bottle at ya.

What's the matter with you, dude? You got something stuck in your vagina?

Yeah, your mama's dick.

- What the hell is that supposed to mean? - I don't fucking know.

Good morning, Spike. Coffee

I wanna fucking kill these guys, man.

You might not wanna do that, bro.

There's three of us, there's three of them.

I'm a lover, not a fighter.

Plus, it's a well-known fact that rednecks love their guns.

That's the motherfucker I hit with the bottle.

- Don't be a pussy. - I enjoy being a pussy.

- We should just leave. - Yes.

Hey, you toothless, redneck pig fuckers, you want some trouble?

'Cause my buddy here was just wonderin'.

Who?

This- This John Lennon-lookin' fella here?

He wants to fight?

- Thanks a lot, Joey. - No problem. Bust a Jihad on his ass!

- Shh. - Ivan.

- Whoa. - What's going on?

Tell these guys we don't want any trouble.

But your boyfriend here is looking for trouble.

What do you expect?

- You threw a bottle. - Hey, I thought that you deadheads

believed in flower power and shit.

Yeah, make love, not war.

Come on now. Just turn your scrawny ass around and snuggle up to Yoko there

- before you collect yourself a U.S.D.A. - choice ass whoopin'.

- Stupid motherfuckers. Bring it on. - You asked for it.

Oh! Not the knife, Muff.

Let's make us some veggie burgers.

Whoa!

- Kick his ass! - I'll kick your ass, bitch!

Come on, baby. Let's kiss and make up.

Get off me!

Jesus, Muff. Settle down. Shit.

Holy shit.

What a pussy!

Thank you.

Thank you, sir.

Hello? Hello?

Samantha?

Samantha!

I know you're there. I know you're there! Talk to me. Samantha.

I can't believe you'd fucking do this to me. You're such a bitch.

- You are such a fucking bitch! - Gus?

Goddamn it, Gus. Get your ass out back,

and finish cleaning those grease traps before those mangy dogs get at 'em.

- I fucking love violence! - Shit, girl. Now I need another hit.

Goddamn! Ivan, your girlfriend is badass! You know what I'm saying?

See that shit? She got Clubber Lang on his ass.

- Who? - Mr. T. Clubber Lang?

- Rocky? - I pity the fool who don't know me.

- I didn't know you had that in you. - You don't know shit.

I don't know why I stick it to you, 'cause you don't know shit.

Because I'm fine! That's why.

Gentlemen, there's a saying:

"Rome wasn't built in a day."

I got a little saying of my own:

Fuck Rome. This is America!

We can do whatever we please.

Some of you look a little worried. Don't be.

We'll be out of here first thing Monday,

and your precious little forest won't be any the worse for wear.

Well, Mr. Baker, yours is certainly an impressive enterprise.

Please call me Frank.

Well, it's just that... there's a couple of concerns regarding, uh.

What, gate receipts, profit sharing?

Fatalities.

Didn't some people die at your festival last year?

I don't believe we've had the pleasure.

Well, Mr. Baker, I'd like to introduce you to...

Officer Buzz Hall, the town of Carlyle's de facto peacekeeper.

De facto?

Our current fiscal crisis doesn't allow for much of a staff.

Well, then you are specifically Carlyle's finest.

Well, yes, he and Deputy Cooper.

Plus, there's a very strong park ranger's force to help out with traffic.

Fan-fucking-tastic.

There are still some concerns however. Buzz?

As I recall

someone, uh, on drugs was trampled at your festival last year

when they couldn't get to an exit.

A tragedy. But I beefed up security this year.

I heard they're the ones that did the trampling.

Well, then I can consider us lucky to have you and yours to keep us safe this year.

De factoly speaking, of course.

What about the girl?

- What girl? - The one who disappeared.

Buzz, you know how many kids go runnin' off

to follow the Grateful Dead and whatnot.

- Jerry's dead. - What?

Jerry Garcia is dead. The Grateful Dead's no more.

She could have run off with some other jam band.

Yeah. She could be, uh, following the Phish.

Yeah, Phish broke up too.

Well, it concerned the folks in Humboldt enough to shut you down.

That's why you're here in Carlyle, isn't it, Frank?

- Buzz, can I have a word? - Sure.

- How ya doing, son? - Been better, been worse.

Uh-huh. Well, I know it. I do.

And I also know that this festival's got your judgment a little clouded.

My judgment?

Now look-see.

What do you see? I'll tell you what I see.

I see jobs, son.

And that's just the shot in the arm this little lumber town needs.

Not all shots are good for you, Mayor.

Buzz, I need to know something. Can I count on you to help pull this off?

You can count on me to do my job.

Just like I did yesterday and just like I'll do tomorrow.

Is that a regulation length mustache, Buzz?

Welcome to Free Love Festival

where America's best and brightest come to celebrate.

Freedom?

Yes, freedom to do drugs-lots of fuckin' drugs!

- Yes! - Speaking of which

we have coke, we got speed

we got a decent amount of the purple hydro, buddy.

And we got some of these pills Jade took from her mom's pocketbook.

Beer in the back. And what do we got up there?

Looks like about a half a sheet of acid left.

- That's it? - You don't think that's enough?

Well, you see, Samantha, we are professional drug takers.

Yeah, don't try this at home.

Sam, don't worry. It's not just about drugs.

The Free Love Festival is a really great concert

where peace-conscious people gather and talk about

all the shit this government's trying to pull, you know.

What the fuck are you talkin' about?

She's talkin' about George W. Going into Iraq,

and sucking the cocks of all the corporate interests.

Thank you.

Shut the fuck up. George Bush is the greatest.

The man's got balls.

Big Texas-size balls.

Probably the first man in history to ever tell the whole world, "Fuck you."

I could do what I want, and there ain't shit you can do about it."

George Bush is like the worst president this country's ever had.

Yeah.

You're just saying that 'cause George Bush hates black people.

You're absolutely right.

Whoa! What's that noise?

Ah, shit.

- What the hell! - You okay?

Jesus Christ!

Dude, there's a fuckin' tree in the road.

Get outta here!

You're not wanted here! This is the last time

I'm gonna warn you commie, pinko bastards.

Joey, don't go near him.

I'm not. It's the paper towel lumberjack guy.

Hold it, hold it. Hold it right there, Dylan Riggs. Jesus.

- Holding on. Roger that. - Step back, please, please.

This maniac just tried to kill us.

Dylan, what is your problem? You could have crushed these kids.

They're my problem- you and these rainbows.

This ain't their goddamn forest. Goddamn it!

It's not your forest either. You know, I could haul your ass in,

for felling this tree, you crazy S.O.B.

This tree was tagged by the power company on account of it's infested with beetles.

And I am subcontracted to take it out.

Funny. You picked today to do it, huh?

Get this tree outta here. Clear it before I remove you.

All right, first of all, is anybody hurt?

We're fine. But you're just gonna let him go?

What kind of backwards fuckin' town is this?

This is my town, son, okay?

And I'd appreciate it if it were treated with a little more respect

from those that live here and from those that are just passing through.

Sir, will you spank me? My father never spanked me.

I'm in desperate need of discipline.

You think it's a joke? Every year, four or five of you kids get killed up here

driving yourselves into redwoods or get paralyzed sucking on nitrous,

or blow yourselves up cooking meth.

You think you're invincible.

You're not.

Sir, I'm sorry to make your job more difficult.

I was wondering if Methuselah could direct us to the nearest paddy wagon.

We'll see what kind of a goddamn jig you can do without your fuckin' legs!

All right, why don't you guys get outta here now.

Or do I gotta search that van and see what kind of trail mix you got hiding in there?

Or do I gotta search that van and see what kind of trail mix you got hiding in there?

Would you like that?

Local problems?

Nothing we can't handle.

You just take care of your end of things, Mr. Baker.

Oh, I will.

- Mr. Mayor. - Call me Hal.

Hal, that's a beautiful pin you got there. How do I get one?

You earn it, Frank.

It's gonna be an interesting weekend.

That water felt so good.

Mmm, water's good.

I think I'm gonna go pick some mushrooms. You wanna come?

No, I think I'm gonna go lay down for a little bit.

Okay.

- I won't be long. Okay. - Okay.

Hey, Mr. Rabbit. Come here, little guy.

Mr. Rabbit, come here. Come here, buddy.

What is this place?

It used to be an old logging tunnel

before these radical environmental hippies blew it up.

When they were building this place

apparently 200 Chinese workers died when they hit a gas pocket.

And they buried 'em in a mass grave right over there.

Mr. Rabbit?

Don't worry, Mr. Rabbit. Nobody's gonna hurt you.

Who's that? Is that you, Mr. Rabbit?

Ooh, chantrelles.

Ivan, look.

Whoa.

It's old Deuteronomy.

He's got a pimpin' fur coat, though.

- Pretty sweet. - Where's your hooptie ride?

We didn't mean to disturb you.

I'm not disturbed. This is not my forest.

You like some old-school hippie, like, nature's for everybody and nobody owns it?

Yeah, you could say that.

But you better be careful if you go out in these woods.

You never know what you're gonna find.

- You mean, like, Bigfoot? - No, he's not dangerous.

It's the traps the weed growers set is what you better watch out for.

I told you motherfuckers.

- Knowledge. - It's true.

People disappear all the time out here.

- What do you mean? Why? - Because of the weed.

Locals don't like anyone fucking with their stash.

Hey, check it out!

Hello!

Come on down. We're having an orgy.

- Bring beers. - Dude, it's those redneck fuck holes!

Ow!

- Whoa! Whoa! Duck and cover! - Assholes!

- Go, go, go! - Shit!

Tuck and roll if necessary!

Hey, dog. Come back here, man.

Worthless mutt!

I thought I told you hippies to stay out of the forest.

Go, go, go, go, go, go!

Hey, don't bogart all the coke, my friends.

- I was kind of talking. - You're always talkin'.

I was saying how happy I was that everyone came out here.

I know things started off a little weird, but

I think this trip's gonna be a lot of fun.

- Amen to that. - Yeah.

Know what I think would be fun? If someone finds

that pot field that guy was talking about.

Oh, yeah.

It's the lucid moments that cut through the haze

that make bringing Joey along worthwhile.

I'm just glad that cop didn't find my coke.

I don't know what I would have done without it.

Probably speed. Anything to keep you from eating.

- She's on the coke head diet. - Go fuck yourself!

- Baby. - I would if I could.

- I'd fuck myself every day silly. - I bet you would.

You're nuts, Joey.

Before you were talking about booby traps, and now you wanna go into the weed fields?

I can get through 'em, sir.

I mean, bobbing and weaving like stealth bomber style.

Bobbing, weaving, tucking, rolling.

Necessary. Necessary tuck and roll.

- Samantha? - No, thanks.

- Just being polite. "I" man? - No, I'm good.

Okay, more for me.

- You've had enough! - There's never enough! Back up.

Come on.

Honey.

With that last toot, I'm gonna go draw up some plans to find that wild ganja.

Jah, "Rastafaria."

You tired? You wanna go to sleep?

You could have had some if you wanted.

I want some of you.

Give me some of that.

I hope it doesn't get too overwhelming.

All those people wasted. It sounds like it could be a nightmare.

You gotta stop worrying, Sam.

You're just scared 'cause of that bad trip you had with Jimmy.

Don't be scared. Don't be a scaredy cat.

Anyway, you'll be straight, and I won't do anything too mind-altering.

I'll, like, smoke a little weed

have a couple beers, and that's it.

- All right? - Really?

I promise.

I got a surprise for you. Be right back.

Sam.

Was her name.

And for only one brief moment.

She fell into my lap.

Seems she had everything I wanted.

In a girl.

She paints her nails like my guitar.

She played it and that was the start.

She danced like a wicked angel.

She danced to the beat of my heart.

Whoa, oh-oh.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

She told me you have pretty eyes.

And I told her your eyes were what I first noticed.

Then she said that's so cheesy

I told her it can't be all that cheesy.

If it's true.

She didn't like my music.

Ivan! Ivan.

Get away from me!

Damn. I'm just getting some crunchies.

Did you see anybody strange around?

Yeah, there's weirdos all over the place.

- He said he'd come right back. - How long's he been gone?

- Since yesterday around 3:00. - Excuse me.

Hold on. Well, if he's still missing by the time the show's over...

I'll send someone out to look for him.

My boyfriend's lost in the woods and he won't even do anything!

Calm down. He's probably just.

Passed out somewhere.

Maybe if you told me what kind of drugs he was on.

- Fascist pig! - What did she call me?

Why won't you help her? She thinks that he's lost out there.

I don't care if she thinks Mickey Mouse is a goddamn kitty-cat.

I'm not going out in the woods hunting for some hippie who got lost picking flowers.

He's probably in one of these tents somewhere

banging some other big-bushed granola-eatin' broad.

How can I help you?

I think somebody's following me.

Buzz, you there?

I'll be right back. I promise.

- Buzz? Buzz? - Yeah, go for. What's up?

We need you at the north end of the river.

It's a bad scene, man.

All right, let him down.

Looks like the critters got to him.

Mighty big critters.

I guess I'll write up a report.

- Bring it down. Easy, easy. - I got it.

Looks like an accident. You think?

Well, I don't think he did this on purpose, Cooper.

Fuckin'-A.

I don't see any drugs. Watch your feet. Watch your feet.

Where's Joey?

Come on. Come this way. Come this way. It's a real fuckin' smash.

Beer! Beer!

Anyone know where I can get some fuckin' beer?

- Nitrous. - Nitrous.

- Nitrous. - Nitrous.

Nitrous. Nitrous.

- Damn, girl. Watch where you're going! - Sorry.

What's up? Where you heading?

Weed, shrooms, acid, "X"?

Shrooms, acid, "X"?

What the hell are you doing?

Howdy, Mayor. How's it hangin'?

Oh, do not give me nice, Buzz.

You just shut down half the forest. And for what?

Because some fuzzy nudist got himself strung up on a snare?

No, the body was attacked. It could have been a mountain lion, a bear.

Or, uh, hmm, maybe it was Bigfoot.

There is a line of vehicles stretching two miles back,

and they're aimed at that campsite.

And here are your instructions. You are going to let them in.

You are gonna see to it that they are safe and you're gonna keep it that way!

You, uh, want me to open the road up?

Come on. And listen to an elected official?

Aren't you an elected official?

Just shut down the roads, Cooper.

And, uh, make sure the park rangers know to not let anybody else in.

Hey, Buzz, you think, uh, it could be...

Bigfoot, like he said?

Not unless Bigfoot likes black jelly beans.

- You look funny this close. - Don't I look funny from back there?

You always look funny. Strange.

Oh, shit.

Oh, shit, I'm starting to feel it.

Samantha's gonna freak if she finds out.

It's no big deal. You only took a half a hit of ecstasy.

- It's not like you're shooting "H. '" - I know.

It's a big deal to her, though.

She's gonna fuckin' know.

Don't worry, sweetie. You know she loves you.

Really?

Does she?

Joey?

- Whoa! - Sorry.

Uh, have you guys seen Linda and Joey around?

Uh, Linda isn't in here, honey, and, uh, we're gonna be a while.

Don't you know the golden rule?

I f the van is a-rockin', don't come a-cock blockin'.

Do I look fucked up?

- Yes. - How do you feel?

Well, I feel great.

That's all that matters.

- Linda? - Samantha.

I didn't know where you

Linda, can I talk to you for a second?

Sure, sweetie.

Fuckin' amateur.

Look at you.

That's beautiful.

- I saw his car and I saw a cigarette butt- - Jimmy's not here.

- Yes, he is here. - No, no, baby, baby, he's not here.

Believe me, he's gone. He won't get you.

Okay?

Linda!

Linda! Linda!

Come here. I've got something to show you.

Oh, I wonder what that could be.

- Wait for me. - But they said not to go into the woods.

Quiet down, Jesus!

Afternoon, Officer. What can I do for you?

I was, uh, hoping we might have a word.

There's been some trouble I need to talk to you about.

You're not shittin'?

No, sir, I am not. Festival grounds, north side of the river.

A flower child stepped in a snare and got strung up in a tree.

Now, you wouldn't have any idea who set that trap, would you?

You got a search warrant, Buzz?

No, sir, I do not. But I can go get one.

I've been meaning to see what kind of crops you got growing back there anyway.

I don't think you understand, Buzz.

I don't hate 'em because they came here for some goddamn concert.

No, I hate 'em because they ruined my life.

They made it so people think that

a goddamn tree is more important than a human being.

And they took my wife.

And they took my boy.

I understand that.

It's just I got a... dead body on my hands.

And I don't need another one.

Well, I didn't kill anybody.

I'm not saying you did, but... I'm thinking, Dylan

that I'm gonna have to lock you up for a little while, just till the concert's over.

Now, it's for your own good.

Uh, or I.

You could show me where the rest of those traps are.

Well, I guess I could do that.

But I still think you authority types

are protectin' the wrong people.

The government's got laws that help corporations,

and activists.

Yeah, but who's out there looking out for the little man?

Well, some people say that the government's looking out for the greater good.

Yeah? Well, that depends who's in charge of the government.

You know...

Ronnie Reagan, God rest his soul

he had a theory about jelly beans.

Yes, sir. He would keep a big bowl of them on his table.

And he'd watch people when they took some.

What would he watch for?

Well, he said there were two types.

Those who reached in and grabbed a handful willy-nilly and didn't care what they got,

and those who went in with an agenda.

Those who were-how do you say

more... tactical.

You, uh

show Cooper the rest of them traps, all right?

Stick around this weekend. It'll be over before you know it.

Much obliged, Sheriff.

Cooper, Cooper.

Coop, you there, buddy?

Coop?

Go for Cooper.

I need you to come up here to Ruby Ridge,

and collect some of Dylan's hippie traps, and keep an eye out too.

I don't think he's gonna show you where all of 'em are.

I'm gonna get you.

You're gonna get it.

That's what I'm talkin' about.

Shit, if there was a trap, I'd go, "Hell, yeah."

Oh, bud, you're scared of titties if they're too big.

Yeah. Your mama's titties.

My mom has good tits. You gotta admit that.

She does.

What do you say we play a little hippie-hippie-bang-bang?

Linda!

Linda! Come here, girl.

Kitty, kitty. Here, kitty.

Here, kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty- Pussy! Pussy, pussy.

Come on, Linda! Come on! Pussy! Good pussy!

Joey?

Joey, I'm here.

Joey!

Joey, I'm here!

Joey.

Joey? Quit screwin' around.

Joey?

Joey?

I think we just found the Garden of Eden!

You have just found a weapon of mass destruction.

- Shut up. - Okay, I can do that.

Oh, just like that.

- Ow! Fuck, I'm shot! - What?

- Fuck! - Oh, fuck!

Oh! I'm fuckin' bleeding!

What the fuck!

- Come on! - Motherfucker!

It's paint!

They're shooting paint balls at us!

Baby white boy was gettin' his penis sucked on.

- Let's go get a closer look. - Shh!

Damn it! Hank!

I dropped my paint balls.

Where in the fuck are they?

They're not fucking here.

No shit, Sherlock.

Somebody's wantin' to play games.

Playin' a little hide-and-seek with the big bad wolf.

Got you, bitch!

- Fuckin'- - Get this freak off me!

I said come on, motherfucker!

Oh, fuck!

Hurts, don't it?

What the fuck's your problem, man?

Come back, girl!

I'm not gonna hurt ya. I just wanna talk.

Shit!

Holy fuckin' shit! Help me!

My leg! Oh, fuck!

Please help!

Bears! Oh, bear trap! Fuckin' help!

Oh, fuck! Please help!

Well, Nancy

you know young people today.

No respect for anything.

Nancy!

What are you doin'?

Get out of here!

Come on. Bag huffer. Come on.

Come on, ass sucker.

Busted! Here you go. Put your hands out. Put your hands out.

Fuck! I am startin' to come down, though.

Maybe I didn't take enough.

Dude, quit bein' such a bitch. Take some more. This is good shit.

It's not speedy at all. Nice and clean. Make you feel very cozy.

I don't know.

Do we have anything to drink?

No. Come on, dude. Just have some fun.

Finally. Just swallow.

Ivan.

- Sam. - Hey.

Hi. I'm happy to see you.

Where's Linda and Joey?

I don't know. Maybe they're- They're probably in there already.

- Look, it's Abe Lincoln. - Aye, aye, sir!

Whoo-hoo! Funky town!

What's wrong? Come on.

Is it... starting to rain?

Make some room! Step back, step back.

Step-Step out. Oh, my God.

All right, I need everybody on this end to please exit the premises.

All right? I need that gate opened, and I need you guys to move that way!

Please! Come on! Fellas, let's go.

Jesus Christ!

Uh, Cooper, I need you to get over here to the campground immediately.

And I need a body bag. Guys, what are you doin' waitin' around here?

That's the door! Let's go! Party is over!

Let's go, guys. Come on. Move it out. Please.

Come on. Move out. Watch out for the cars.

- Guys, please, let's move out. - Major bummer, man.

The party's that way. The party's that way.

I know I said shut it down, but I need that highway back open.

Please, sir, that's a fire hazard.

Please, put out the, um, the fire on your head there.

I know. I know, guys. I'm sorry for the inconvenience. There's always Burning Man.

- There's no makin' love in the woods! - Sheriff!

Get your clothes on! No!

Sheriff, what in the goddamn name of Judas do you think you're doin'?

- Shuttin' you down, Frank Baker. - Fuck you.

Frank, I got two dead bodies out there and a killer on the loose.

Okay? Thanks for the wonderful party, pal.

But I got a job to do, all right? So please, pack your shit and get out of here!

Fuck you! Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you!

- Yeah, fuck me. - Buzz kill.

- Real nice language, by the way. - Fuck you!

Let's go, guys. Bird! Bird! Bird, please!

Bird man! Hey! Hey! Come on! Show's over, guys.

Get out of the costume. Go! Move it!

- Jesus Christ. - Fuck you!

No refunds! Get out of my fuckin' way, you fuckin' dumb ass!

Party!

Get naked!

Take clothes off!

Rock it, George, man! Party!

- Party! - Party!

- Party! - Party!

Party!

Shut it down!

I mean it!

Maybe you've heard and maybe you haven't,

but there's been an incident here tonight.

And I have lawfully ordered everyone to vacate these premises a long time ago!

Right now, I am authorized.

If you won't leave, I am authorized

to call in any law enforcement agency I deem necessary

to have you forcibly removed.

That includes the National Guard, people.

You will be arrested! Go home!

The show is over!

Leave, people!

And you, put your shirt on!

- Put your shirt on! Put your shirt on! - No!

You think this is a joke? It's not!

If you don't leave, you will die!

Your sheriff thinks we have a security problem, fine.

Let him send in the National Guard.

Let him send in the motherfuckin' marines for all I care.

Let me remind you of one thing, Mr. Mayor.

We have a contract

the cornerstone of the American capitalist foundation!

You see, that's just the thing, uh, Mr. Baker.

We do have a contract...

- Uh-huh. Fuck you. - And, uh...

Let's just see what it says here.

- Uh, you are to provide a concert. - Uh-huh.

Fuck you, Hal.

- And revenues owed this town... - Uh-huh.

- By, uh, receipts from said concert... - Uh-huh.

- Fuck you. Uh-huh. Fuck you. - Or out of your own pocket.

Uh-huh. Fuck you!

Excuse me?

No, I was talking to somebody in the other room.

Well.

Well, you seem really busy. Let me let you run, okay?

Where the fuck do you think you're going?

Pig said that the show was over.

- So it's over. The show is over. - No!

No! The show is not over!

So unpack your gear and get the fuck back out there!

Say what?

There's a lot of people out there who came expecting to see a show,

and I'll be goddamned if some hick cop's gonna shut me down!

Well, what do you want us to sing, Frank? "Taps"?

Yeah. I don't give a fuck if you sing motherfuckin' "Kumbaya."

Just get the fuck out there. We have a contract

by the grace of George fucking Washington

you motherfuckin' fucking fucks!

Capisce?

Hey!

You wanna keep it alive?

Meet us in the forest, man!

- I n our forest! - Fuck yeah!

God's forest!

Yeah!

Where's my fucking phone?

Hey, it's mellow, you guys. I talked to 'em. Everything's cool.

What did they say?

They said it's gonna take hours to even get to the highway

not to mention Joey's got the keys, and who knows where the fuck he is.

You didn't see him at the concert?

- No. Linda either. - We have to go find them.

Fuck that. I'm not goin' out there with Chuck Manson on the loose.

- Dude, we can't just sit here. - It's cool, honey. They'll come back.

No, it's not cool. We have to do something.

If you wanna do something, you should try the ecstasy. I highly recommend it.

Sam, just come over here and sit down next to me.

I don't wanna sit down, and I don't wanna run away from reality.

I just want to get out of here!

I'll run from reality screaming gladly.

Plus, this dude said the party's not over, not officially.

What are you talkin' about?

Some guys are thinkin' about goin' in the woods, startin' a drum circle.

Here, babe.

You're stuck in bumblefuck, you might as well party in bumblefuck.

Are you insane?

We're all insane, honey.

- Dude, what is your girlfriend's problem? - My problem?

In case you haven't noticed, people are dying around here.

Well, where are we gonna go, honey?

Anywhere. Fuck!

Look. Without Joey and without Linda?

Come on. Just come here.

Let's just be together. Everything's gonna be all right.

And we'll go find...

Joey and Linda... at the party.

What?

What?

You're fucked up too.

I'm not fucked up.

I'm just- I'm just a little... fucked up.

Come on, babe. Where are you going?

Sam.

Come on, Sam. Don't.

Fuck!

W-W-W-Whoa!

You leave me alone!

Fuck!

Ivan!

The goddamn problem is

people just don't seem to respect authority anymore.

Well, I respect you, Buzz.

That's not exactly what I meant.

Old Man Riggs. My pops always said he was crazy.

I never thought he'd end up killin' people though.

Yeah, he's a regular goddamn Greek tragedy.

Wait, wait.

Clear.

Some people just like jelly beans, pal.

- Get him off! - I'm tryin'! I'm tryin'!

- Get him off me! - Get out of the way, Buzz!

- Get him off! - I can't!

I can't shoot a dog!

- Shoot him! - No, Buzz! Shake him!

Get off of me!

- You're nice. - I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Shh!

Dylan Riggs!

Turn off the saw and put your hands in the air!

You ain't gonna take my boy again!

You're under arrest!

- You okay? - Yeah, I'm okay.

Go get him!

Hang in there!

Ivan!

Jack? Jade?

No!

- Samantha? - Ivan!

Jack and Jade, they're.

What's wrong with your friend, Samantha?

He seems pretty fucked up to me. What do you think?

You fuckin' asshole!

I thought hippies were supposed to be nice little kooks.

He didn't seem that happy to see me, not at all.

How could you?

- I love you, Sam! - I hate you! You're sick!

- I fuckin' hate you! - How could you say that?

Let him go!

Should I let you go, you little bitch?

- I'm not gonna do- - You're not gonna nothin'!

How could you pick this piece of shit over me?

How could you leave me for this piece of shit?

You're fucking crazy, Jimmy!

How could you kill my friends? You're a monster!

What?

What are you talking about? I didn't touch your friends!

He killed Jack and Jade.

What?

I didn't- I didn't fuckin' kill anybody!

What makes you think I could kill somebody?

Because you have a gun!

All right. What can I say?

I'm a big fan of Charlton Heston.

But I'm a Republican!

Sam, get out of here!

Get the hell out of here! Get out of here!

Ivan!

Sam, go!

Well, there you go again.

Hank? Linda? Joey?

Somebody, please!

Help! Help! Somebody help me!

What-What was that?

Acid.

No! No! No!

No! No!

Truly improving.

Ronnie?

One, two, three, four!

Jesus.

California Department of Health Services

prepared for the release of thousands of mental patients

many of them violent extremists

as new cuts to the state budget are due to take effect.

Critics of the plan blame Governor Ronald Reagan,

for slashing the funds to mental health board rates

the latest in a line of sweeping budgetary changes.

The actor turned conservative Republican took office last January.

Shh!

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh!

Oh, my God.

Jesus. Take it easy. It's okay. It's okay.

Hey, hey, hey! It's okay. No one's gonna hurt you anymore.

- Give me your hands. - You can't stop him.

You can't stop him. It's R.

It's Reagan.

Calm down. No one's gonna hurt you anymore.

It's all under control.

It'll be all right.

- You're okay. - It's Reagan. It's Reagan.

No one's gonna hurt you no more.

Shh!

How about we start collecting some money from these bozos?

This ain't supposed to be free.

Nothin' in this world is free!

Ronald Reagan!

- Coop, you okay? - Yeah, I'm fine. Did you get him?

Dylan's dead. But he's just the cleanup man.

Look, I need an ambulance.

And get me the park rangers. Have 'em meet me by the campsite.

This is a manhunt now,

and Gus Riggs is our man.

Dylan's kid?

I thought they locked him up years ago.

Yeah, well, it looks like Reagan released him and about a thousand other maniacs.

So lucky for us, he's back.

Who do you think he's after?

Hippies.

Nice puppies! Nice! Nice puppies! Nice!

Nice puppies!

Yeah. You okay? Buzz?

Cooper, I'm heading to Dylan's farm!

And, no, I am not okay!

Linda?

Linda?

- It's gonna be okay, sweetie. - I'm so happy to see you.

I've missed you.

Can we go home now?

Now, Patti

you see what happens

when you hang out with the wrong crowd?

No daughter of mine is gonna be hooked on drugs.

You're gonna break your mother's heart.

You're gonna break your mother's heart.

Nancy?

Poindexter? Meese?

It's morning in America

all over again!

Gus Riggs, don't move a goddamn muscle!

Is this what you call compassion and conservatism, boy?

Miss, you okay?

You hurt?

Cooper, you still standin', buddy?

I'm here, Buzzo.

What was that?

- Good! Got him! - No!

- No! Don't shoot! - Hold your fire!

These are God's creatures! They're our friends!

- Oh, God! - Okay, go ahead. Fire.

I got an injured girl here. Looks like she's on drugs.

And, uh, a man down.

- No, don't leave me! Don't go! Please! - Let go of my leg.

- Miss. - Please!

You gotta let go of my leg. Hey, whoa!

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Easy, easy! Whoa! No, no, no, no!

Hey, hey, hey! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Give me the gun. Give me the gun. What are you doin'?

Come on! What are you, crazy?

What are you doin'?

Sam was her name.

And for only one brief moment.

She fell into my lap.

Seems she had everything I wanted.

In a girl.

She paints her nails like my guitar.

She played it and that was the start.

She danced like a wicked angel.

She danced to the beat of my heart.

Jesus!

She told me you have pretty eyes.

Look at this mess! Somebody's gonna have hell to pay, that's for sure.

Jesus! This place stinks!

I'm goddamn fucked!

Hey, laughin' boy, come on. Give me the... balloon.

Get out of here!

You okay?

You ever heard of the trickle-down effect, Cooper?

I don't know.

It's when one big asshole goes crazy, and the whole world goes to shit.

Hang on.

- You okay? - I'm fine.

Good.

What?

We went up to the field.

We didn't find Gus's body.

Shit.

Fuck you!

Yeah!

Thank you.

Thank you so much.

It's not about protecting so much

the fish and the Earth for their own sake, or nature for its own sake,

but recognizing that nature is the infrastructure of our communities.

And that if we wanna meet our obligation

as a generation, as a nation, a civilization

as a generation, as a nation, a civilization

which is to create communities for our children

that provide them with the same opportunities for dignity and enrichment

as the communities that our parents gave us

we've gotta start by protecting our environmental infrastructure

the air we breathe, the water we drink

the shared resources, the fisheries and the wildlife,

and the public lands that enrich us

that connect us to our history and to our past

that provide context to our communities,

and that are the source ultimately of our values,

and virtues and our character as a people.

And I wanna talk about some of those issues about the environment tonight,

but more importantly about the impact

of excessive corporate power on America

not just on the environment, but on American democracy.

And I don't think

there's any such thing as Republican children or Democratic children.

I think the worst thing that could happen to the environment

is if it becomes a province

of a single political party, as it seems to have done.

But you can't talk honestly about the environment in any context today

without speaking critically of this president.

This is the worst environmental president

that we've ever had in American history bar none.

And if you go to N. R. D. C. 'S Web site

the Natural Resource Defense Council

which is one of the groups for which we work

you'll see over 400 major environmental rollbacks listed there

that have been promoted or implemented by this administration

over the past four years

as part of a deliberate concerted effort

to eviscerate 30years of environmental law.

It's a stealth attack. The White House has used

all these kind of ingenuous machinations

to conceal its radical agenda from the American people

including Orwellian rhetoric.

When they want to destroy the forests, they call it the Healthy Forest Act.

When they want to destroy the air, they call it the Clear Skies Bill.

But most insidiously, they have put polluters in charge

of virtually all the agencies that are supposed to protect Americans from pollution.

The head of the Forest Service is a timber industry lobbyist

probably the most rapacious in history.

The head of public lands is a mining industry lobbyist

who believes that public lands are unconstitutional.

The head of the air division, E.P.A., is a utility lobbyist

who's represented nothing but the worst air polluters in our country.

The head of Superfund is a woman whose last job

was teaching corporate polluters how to evade Superfund.

The second in command of E.P.A. is a Monsanto lobbyist, and on and on.

If you go through all of the departments of government

that are relevant to the environment

the Department of Energy and Agriculture and Interior and the E.P.A,

and even the relevant divisions of the justice department-you'll find the same thing.

It's the polluters who are running the agencies

that are supposed to protect us from pollution.

And a couple of weeks ago, it was revealed in the New York Times

that this character, who's the second in command of the C.E.Q

which is the Council on Environmental Quality

was in the White House advising the president

on the environmental implications of all of his policies.

And as it turns out, he's an American Petroleum Institute lobbyist

whose primary job over the past four years

has been combing through every federal scientific document,

and removing any inculpatory information

about the oil and coal industry.

And he has suppressed 12 major studies on global warming,

and altered hundreds and hundreds of studies-Ronald Reagan

of anything that is critical of the oil or coal

that says something connects, you know, oil or coal to some bad

Ronald Reagan- scientific circumstance.

So his job is to lie- Ronald Reagan-in public.

And, you know, there's nothing wrong with having businesspeople in government.

It's a good thing if your objective is to recruit confidence and expertise.

But in all of the-Ronald Reagan- situations, as I show in my book

these individuals- Ronald Reagan

have not entered government service for the public interest,

but rather to subvert the very laws that they're now charged-Ronald Reagan

in order to enrich the president's corporate paymasters.

And they've imposed dramatic and catastrophic impacts on the American public.

Most of us don't know it in this country

because we have an indolent and negligent press-Ronald Reagan

that has simply let down American democracy.

Ronald Reagan. That's- And I.

You know, I'll just tell you something about that.

The decline of American journalism began in 1988

when Ronald Reagan abolished the Fairness Doctrine.

We had a law in this country that required the press to behave responsibly.

And the Fairness Doctrine was passed in 1928,

and said that the airwaves belong to the public

that the broadcasters can be licensed to use them

Ronald Reagan-Ronald Reagan- Ronald Reagan

Ronald Reagan-Ronald Reagan.

Feel the vibration in the jubilation, fool!

I can feel it! I feel.

God's kingdom government and the son of Yahweh will return!

- Yahweh! - Return from the-to overthrow the ruler!

Yes!

- Yes! - Go on, Willis!

All right!

Whoo-hoo! Destroy the wicked one!

- Go on, Willis! - Destroy him!

For he who sayeth is a soothsayer!

Satan, get behind me and pursueth the heathen!

Whoa to the soothsayer who was the inducer of soot!

And yea to the one who prevail over the temptation of evil!

Get your hand out of my pocket!

- Beelzebub and his herd of dark angels... - That's some bullshit!

- Come and block off sleep in the night! - That's some bullshit, Reverend!

- Behold, you heathen! - Heathens!

Behold, my heathen, because devil behind me!

- The blood of Abraham! - Ecclesiastes!

Holy shit! Whoa!

Brother Eli!

Don't stop!

- Jacob! - The man has spoken!

- Proverbs! - Mary had children!

- Jehoshaphat! - What's the word, Thunderbird?