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to the metal. What the hell you waiting
for? No one knows your name and no one.
You act like you're jug watching your TV
all the time. You want to be so do it.
Do it. Get it off now.
All those losers
make as much as they make you right now.
the The swamp is my world. It is who I
am. It is what I am.
I was once a man. I know the evil men
do.
Do not bring your evil here. I warn you.
Beware the wrath of
Swamp Thing.
Man, welcome to Redneck City.
What seems to be the problem, officer?
May I see your driver's license, please?
Could you hurry up? I'm in a hurry.
Well, no kidding. I clock you doing 75
miles an hour of Mr. Stone.
The name's Nathan. You probably heard of
me. Nathan Stone, the singer. You know,
rock and roll.
You ever hear a rock and roll way out
here, Barney?
Oh, I believe I have. I also believe
that I've heard of barber shops. Have
you?
No, but when I need some grooming tips,
I'll be sure to look you up. Can I have
my ticket now? Oh,
it's going to be my pleasure.
You see, um, I prefer country music.
What a surprise.
There's a real possibility that I might
not have to sign this here citation.
How possible?
Well,
that all depends on you.
It sure is a fancy car you got here, Mr.
Rockstar.
Perhaps uh 50 bucks would help you get a
little closer to owning one yourself.
150 has a much better ring to it.
Thank you. You all have a good night.
Hey, Nathan. Didn't have any trouble
finding the place, I see.
You kidding me? My butt's so sore I'll
have to sleep standing up.
Could you find the place a little closer
to civilization?
Well, you told me you wanted total
isolation, didn't you?
I guess I got it.
Place ain't too bad. How come the
owner's renting it out?
Well, I guess I needed the money. Boat
rental business must be a little slow.
They're not going to be in my face the
whole time I'm here, right?
No, no. Mrs. Kip is out of the country.
Her stepson is staying with some friends
in town. Anything you need, numbers in
the kitchen.
What I need is for him to keep the hell
away from me.
Listen, Nathan, I really hate to start
your vacation with this, but there's no
avoiding it. You're going to be served.
It seems that two teenage kids in
Michigan went and committed suicide, and
the parents are blaming you.
Blame me for what?
Well, they claim that your lyrics
encourage them to go and and hang
themselves.
What a croc.
Yeah, well, nevertheless, you're still
going to have to make an appearance in
court.
No way, man. Hello. Can I help it if a
couple losers took the easy way out?
They were listening to one of your tapes
when they did it, Nathan.
So, they had good taste in music.
No, no, it was more than that, Nathan.
Obviously, those boys, they worshiped
you. They were even wearing the same
skull and dagger earrings just like
yours when they die.
You got to get me out of this, but
there's nothing I can do. I'm sorry.
Hey, I want to hear that crap from you.
Got it.
That hurts.
For 15% of every single dime I bring
down, you damn well better do something.
You're hurting me?
It's going to hurt a hell of a lot more
if you don't come through for me, pal.
But I You got hearing loss, Booby? I
just gave you an order. Now, you know,
most of my fans are a wasted bunch of
idiots. Most of them can't even hold
down a job at McDonald's, let alone
understand art. So, if I ever even hear
about this again, I'm not just going to
fire your ass. I'm going to kick it
halfway across the country.
Look, I'll uh I'll get in touch with the
label. Maybe they can do something. Now
you're talking. So, what are you
standing around for? Why don't you go
out and earn your commission for a
change?
Heat. Heat.
Who's there?
There is no running away.
Whoa.
You're not real, man.
Can't be. You're really gross.
The same can be said of you.
Yeah. Well, maybe you better check
yourself in the mirror sometime, Jack.
Slime machine. You know what I mean? Oh,
yeah.
Awesome. Green slime.
What do you want? You know what I want?
Trust me, I had no idea.
You must take responsibility for your
music and for your part in the deaths of
those teenagers.
I didn't do anything to them.
You were their hero. And even when the
problems of their lives seem too much,
your lyrics encouraged their suicides.
Their blood is on your hands.
I never thought anybody would kill
themselves. Besides, I can't bring them
back, right?
What am I supposed to do?
For one thing, you could care.
I care.
You care about nothing but yourself.
Even the pain of those two families
fails to move you. And that is
unforgivable.
I need a drink.
Good evening. In the news, another
Henceless tragedy from the world of
heavy metal rock music. Notorious heavy
metal icon Nathan Stone has been accused
of inciting two youths to take their own
lives. Stone, whose controversial
performances are renowned for violent
beheadings and graphic electrocutions,
is in seclusion.
What seclusion, man? I'm on vacation.
Besides,
my shows aren't real. It's just pure
theater. They don't mean squat.
They obviously meant something to those
two troubled boys. They looked up to
you, Nathan. They had low self-esteem
and they dreamed of being just like you
and they lived their sad young lives
through everything you did and said,
"It isn't the marijuana. This is
reality."
What do you know about reality, man? You
just read the news. I make it.
You are a puppet of Satan. For years,
you have done the devil's work. And now,
he has finally taken over your soul.
How'd you do that? Where's the news guy?
I am not here to answer questions,
Nathan. I am asking them, do you repent?
One outrageous trick.
Indeed, death is the master of trickery,
is he not? death. That's hilarious, man.
I'm so glad you feel that way, Nathan.
Eternal damnation will be right up your
alley.
Okay, enough already. I don't want to
play this tune anymore, man.
But you don't really have a choice.
Sure I do. You see, I know you're not
real, man, cuz I'm loaded. Okay, I've
had some experience in that area.
Besides, that whole rap of yours is bull
anyway. Good, evil, it's all the same
crap. Rock and roll is the only thing
that counts. Dig. Hard ass blistering
awesome heavy metal. Rock and roll.
We'll see.
It's all smoke and mirrors anyway.
None of it's real, man.
Hey, what is this?
Turn it off. I already told you I don't
believe any of this.
No.
Got to lay off the weed.
We're here, Nathan.
some vacation. This turned out to be
Thank you.
You care about nothing but yourself.
You care about nothing but yourself. You
care about nothing but yourself.
Stop it. You care about nothing but
yourself.
Stop it.
Nathan.
We've come to you.
No. Go away.
Nathan.
We did what you told us to.
We came to be with you, Nathan.
I don't want you here. I never told you
to do this. Never. But we died for you,
Nathan.
We're here because of you.
Yeah.
Calm down.
Calm the hell down.
Chill now. What's going on here? This
place is haunted.
Got to get out of here. Pronto.
Damn the keys.
Here goes nothing.
Great.
Yeah.
Heat.
Do it. Do it. Get it on now.
You
Heat.
Heat.
Heat.
Heat.
Hey, Nathan.
Why?
I didn't know it was you, man. I thought
you were an intruder.
I didn't see it was you.
Help. I need a doctor.
There's been a shooting.
I don't know whether I killed him or
not.
Your friend will be all right. Question
is, will you
Hillary,
you're not here to finish me off, are
you?
I can't tell you how sorry I am, man.
I was really blotto.
What the hell were you doing in the
house?
I came back to talk to you.
Nathan,
I'm too old for this craziness. It's got
to stop.
I can't babysit you anymore.
You won't have to.
I've had 24 hours to think about it.
You know, I got into music at first.
Wasn't the chicks or the bread.
It was the only way I could get my dad
to pay any attention to me.
It all came back to me sitting here
wondering if you were going to pull
through or not.
Someone gave him this old guitar once.
He tried to learn to play the thing for
years.
And after I learned how to play it, and
he couldn't.
I was the biggest thing that hit his
life since the invention of the
six-pack.
He never told me that before.
I never told anybody.
Anyway, we fell out after I got into
heavy metal.
He said I let him down. Fact is, he was
right. Caused him a lot of pain.
I'm getting out of the pain business,
Larry.
I'm canceling the tour.
When are you going to do that then?
For starters, I'm going to Michigan. See
the parents of those two kids.
They give up the only thing they can't
ever get back. They thought they were
doing it for me, man.
What was the name of that town?
Cold water. Then that's where I'm going.
It's the least I can do.
Thank you. Heat. Heat.
Heat. Heat.
Heat. Heat.
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