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- I don't give a fuck.

I'm 78 fuckin' years old.

Why should I put up with this shit?

You're gonna make no difference whatsoever.

'Cause the only thing that we'll ultimately come to is that,

"Well, this guy's been fuckin' crazy all his life."

You know?

- That's not true.

- Eh, of course it is. - That'll humanize it.

- No, it will not humanize it.

- Yes, that'll make people und-

- That's your opinion, Ben.

It ain't mine.

- Well, but I don't understand.

Movie's about me following you.

- Don't, don't, don't, don't.

Come on.

Don't, don't tell me this shit, please.

- You know what this is.

This is about who you are

and what your past experiences have been

and what you've learned.

- Oh, well, like, sure.

You want to talk about me?

- Yeah. - Oh, wonderful.

- I'm trying to talk about you,

and you're not letting me talk-

- Yeah, well, I don't.

- Why not?

That's what I'm asking you.

That's what I don't understand.

- Ben, if you don't like it, pack up.

Get the fuck out.

- My introduction to Jack Rebney came

in the form of a VHS tape,

a bootleg compilation of outtakes

from a Winnebago sales video made in 1989.

- All right, here we go.

That, like, what do you mean?

I gotta be able to move.

That's crazy.

Here we go.

The Winnebago concepts and engineering departments

have developed a multifunctional bathroom,

privacy, I don't even know what the fuck I'm reading.

I wonder what the fuck the real dialogue is?

What the fuck is this thing?

All of the windshield, for fuck's sake.

Oh, fuck.

That didn't sound for shit, did it?

Well, what we're doing is

we're building a fucking industrial film,

trying to give these guys everything they can get.

I mean, that's it.

Fuck it.

Handle is going to be very helpful

in keeping you from falling down,

you big, dumb son of a bitch!

Oh, fuck!

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck!

Oh, fuck.

Shit!

Tony, do me a favor, will you, please?

Will you?

Will you do me a kindness?

- Leave?

- Yeah.

- I didn't want to be walking in and out

if you're going to fuck up, and I got to-

- I don't, make any difference to me at this juncture.

Thank you very much.

I appreciate that, Tony.

Don't slam the fucking door.

No more!

- I was immediately mesmerized.

I played it over and over again.

Who was this guy,

and where did this come from?

I decided to find out.

- Meet innovation.

Money.

What the fuck was that?

Son of a bitch!

I got to read it again because my mind

is just a piece of shit this morning.

- Oh, I've seen this before.

Uh-huh.

- Oh, I've seen this, like, hundreds of times, man.

This guy's, I mean, like a legend, basically, I mean-

- Soon after I got the tape,

I found out that I wasn't the only one

fascinated with Jack Rebney.

- I don't think I can remember the first time I've seen it,

'cause I've seen it, you know, several hundreds times,

so it sort of all blurs together.

- I started, like, bringing it everywhere in my backpack

just to, like, put it on.

Like, I'd show it to someone

and then I wouldn't see them for a year,

and I'd see them, and they'd go, "No more!"

- You'd come upon someone that had seen it,

and you speak the same language, you just start quoting,

"My mind is a piece of shit this morning.

I'm blinded by this hot light."

- I'm blinded by that fucking hot light.

- Commercials are meant to be these picture-perfect,

pristine things-

- Why can't I remember?

I wrote this stuff!

Why can't I remember it?

- With everything being scripted

and every composition being carefully composed.

It's our chance to look behind the curtain.

- It's a real moment, you know.

Like, what you see on that tape

is probably the worst day of this guy's life.

- I don't want any more bullshit,

any time during the day,

from anyone,

that includes me.

- It was probably intended to be destroyed.

- Every friend I played it to instantly would take it,

copy it, give it back.

- If you loved the tape,

you would make as many dubs as you could

and give it out to everybody you can.

- It moves like a virus.

- For almost 20 years,

VHS tapes were passed hand-to-hand

all over the country.

The tapes were copied and copied and copied until the images

were so degraded that by the time I got a tape,

it looked like this.

- Just keep running.

Bullshit.

I'm going to slate this fucker.

All right, I haven't got time to mark this motherfucker.

Here we go again.

We can't hear anybody.

Nobody can talk to anybody.

- I couldn't stop watching it.

I started showing it whenever I got the chance.

I'd show it on first dates.

- Son of a bitch.

- I showed to my grandmother.

- What the fuck was that?

- I even played it for the film class I teach

at the university of Texas.

- I've got to read it again

because my mind is just a piece of shit this morning.

- I'd become obsessed.

I felt bad for the guy.

But that didn't take away from how much I loved the clip.

His unrestrained anger was somehow liberating,

and it reminded me of every bad shoot I'd ever worked on.

In moments of frustration, I'd find myself quoting Jack,

and at the end of a bad day,

I'd come home and pop in the tape.

Then in 2005, YouTube came along,

and Jack became a viral video phenomenon.

He became known as the Winnebago Man, the RV Guy,

or most outrageously, the Angriest Man in the World.

- Goddamn son of a bitch!

What do you mean?

What, am I going to fall off the fucking thing?

Fuck off!

- And the outtakes were ranked by VH1

as the third best viral video.

References to Jack started showing up everywhere.

- Tony, do me a favor, will you, please?

Will you?

Will you do me a kindness?

- Would you, uh, do me a kindness?

- Look, kids, do me a favor, will you, please?

Will you?

Will you do me a kindness?

- What does the goddamn line say, Tony?

- Line.

What's the first line?

- I don't give a what the line is.

- If I ask for the line again, don't tell me.

Line.

- I don't want any more bullshit any time during the day,

from anyone,

That includes me.

- Any bullcrap from anyone,

including me.

- Jesus Christ.

Fuck off!

God damn son of a bitch.

- Friends in Hollywood

told me how Jack had become a kind of hero on film sets,

with actors and crew members quoting him to each other.

There's even a painting of Jack as Shrek

that hangs in the Dreamworks animation headquarters.

But where was Jack?

And how was all this notoriety affecting him?

So one night, I began searching around on Google.

After sifting through countless pages

of blog entries and fan sites,

I came across an obscure posting on a sailing website,

simply signed, "Jack Rebney, Planet Earth."

- I'm looking for a boat.

I need a boat of approximately 50 feet in length

and some 6'6" of headroom,

as I am set upon a couple of years

living out this life-long dream.

It's true that I'm very old

but also still capable

of making any yacht sing her peculiar song.

I can fix just about anything except electronic devices,

which are clearly the work of the devil.

In short, I would love an oyster,

but I can only afford crackers.

But go ahead.

Walk out on that limb by listing four boats

from 40 to 50-plus feet

upon which you could set sail for Kiribati."

- That strange letter was the only trace of Jack

beyond the infamous Winnebago Man clip.

Was Jack out at sea?

Was he sailing to Kiribati to get away from fans like me?

Or was he just living a normal life somewhere,

unaware that he had become a new kind of celebrity?

- Jesus, stop!

It hurts!

It hurts!

It hurts.

- But this isn't exactly the kind of attention

that most people want.

One of the most-watched Internet videos

of all time is the "Star Wars" kid.

In 2002 Ghyslain Raza made a video of himself

at his high school, swinging a golf ball retriever

as if he was fighting with a light saber.

Another student discovered the video and posted it online

where it caught fire immediately.

The clip was seen by millions,

and people all over the world

began making conversions of it,

adding music, special effects,

and combining it with other well-known films.

But Ghyslain was humiliated.

The attention and teasing were so extreme

that he was put into a psychiatric hospital.

His family filed a lawsuit against four of his classmates

and settled out of court for $250,000.

The harassment of Raza created the term cyber-bullying.

But this isn't just kids being cruel.

In some cases,

it's as if there's a digital tarring

and feathering going on,

like the story of Aleksay Vayner.

- To be successful,

you must first know exactly what you want to achieve.

- Aleksay was a Yale student

applying for a job in finance

who added a link to this video on his resume.

- To achieve success,

you must first conceive it and believe in it.

- He'd made it as a tribute to his judo master.

- Remember, impossible

is nothing.

- It was leaked online,

and Aleksay became a laughingstock.

But he was easy to find through his blog.

- In the end of those first few weeks,

I received over 7,000 emails,

anywhere from just people making fun of the video

to, you know, to some people wanting to kill me,

to deport me.

Ignore the losers.

Bring your A game, your determination,

and your drive to the field,

and the success will follow you.

- You have to ignore the losers.

You have to bring your determination and your A game

and your drive to the field,

and success will follow.

Does this just go on?

- Yeah, yeah.

- And success will follow wherever you go,

wherever you need to go.

- You see the Michael cera parody?

- Yeah.

Yeah, of course I saw it.

- What'd you think of it?

- Takes some time to come to terms

with the fact that this is part of your life.

This is going to be part of your history.

Viral videos are a phenomenon.

It was, you know, in my case, it was very unfortunate.

- If Jack's experience has been anything like

the "Star Wars" kid or Aleksay Vayner,

it's no surprise that he's nowhere to be found.

- What these clips usually have in common

is the degree to which they humiliate the subject.

- This is Douglas Rushkoff,

a media expert who coined the term viral video.

- There's the joy of watching another human being

be humiliated, you know,

that, sort of that Roman spectacle,

torture of another person.

- Why can't I remember?

I wrote this stuff.

Why can't I remember it?

- You know, your original interest in this guy

was the classic,

"Oh, my god, what a buffoon!

Look what he's doing."

But as a filmmaker,

someone who thinks about these things,

you know, you start to think, who is this guy?

What happened to him?

What did this experience do to him?

- Fuck.

Not even funny any more.

- You're paying the price for our collective, you know,

cultural guilt at having humiliated this person.

You're going back and finding,

"Well, what happened?"

- If I'm going to find Jack, I need some leads.

So I visit Charlie Sotelo and Cinco Barnes,

who years before YouTube

hosted a TV show featuring underground videos.

- Oh!

- They were among the first to discover

the Winnebago Man tape.

- Now, the first time I got it, I had no idea what it was.

I just, you know, literally, just like everything else,

just kind of put the tape in, you watch it,

and the first time you see it

is the first you ever hear of anything.

'Cause a lot of these clips come with, like,

handwritten notes.

You know, people write, like, you know, "Winneba,"

it would be something like, "Winnebago Guy, Angry Guy

Making a Film About Winnebagos,"

and that's all you'd get.

- Charlie tells me he was sent an even longer version

of the Winnebago Man clip

with almost 10 more minutes of footage.

- Accoutrement that you will need.

Accoutrement?

What is that shit?

Get out of here, you fucking flies.

- I'm in heaven,

but whoever mailed Charlie this tape

didn't include a return address.

Have you guys ever tried to find Jack or anyone else

in your videos?

- Well, I guess the ultimate question would be why?

Why would we want to do that?

- You see, I never got obsessed enough

to do things like that.

- It destroys the whole illusion.

This is to be watched.

This is a cage.

It's something on the other side.

I have no interest at all in getting to the person,

and I don't want the reality of it.

I want to see the buffoon on stage performing for me.

You know, like the guy who falls

and breaks his back or whatever.

- Hey, hey, people, welcome back to the show.

Yoooo!

- It's funny when you don't know him.

The EMTs that show up there

and have to set all those bones,

have to tell the family or whatever,

I mean, that's tragic for them.

But for us, it's just those 30 seconds,

you know, of that awful, awful mistake

and makes us reflect on shit

that we hopefully will never do.

- That's really, that's kind of the allure of it.

You don't know anything except industrial film,

angry guy screaming.

Let's go.

Play it.

And that's all you need to know.

- Yeah, there's no reason to know the guy.

No, that really spoils it all.

- Jack Rebney would be the holy grail of stars to meet

from these videos that we have obsessed over for years.

- I head to New York to meet the co-founders

of the Found Footage Festival.

- I'm Joe.

- My name's Nick.

- Who are known for finding

the people on these videos.

- So here now are the outtakes of Jack Rebney,

the world's angriest RV salesman.

- Jack Rebney!

Here we go.

- I wrote this stuff!

Why can't I remember it?

- We've always wanted to have Jack on this thing,

but we always just assumed he was dead.

- I think the speculation was that he was long-dead

of an ulcer by now.

- Or a heart attack or something.

- Based on the amount of anger in the video alone,

we thought there's no way.

- I mean, we did, like, Google searches for him,

you know, but we never came up with anything.

We even did, like, this ancestry.com search for him.

And we could never find him.

So we just assumed he was gone.

- With no leads,

I decide to take a more direct approach.

- Good morning.

Winnebago industries.

- Hi, I calling about a man named Jack Rebney.

- Okay.

I just-

- When I ask about the clip,

they send me to the PR Department.

Winnebago knows the clip,

and they want nothing to do with it.

In their words,

they, quote, "want to distance themselves

from that material."

They've had no contact with Jack Rebney

since he finished the industrial videos in 1989.

- Millions spent by Winnebago industries

developing the motor home:

The Itasca Sunflyer,

the heart of our product line.

Let us get the fuck out of here.

- I remember the bizarre credits

on the tape Charlie gave me.

I managed to find Mike Welckle, the original cameraman,

and he leads me to the other crew members.

It turns out they're eager to talk about the shoot,

so I travel to Minneapolis to meet them.

- Oh, fuck.

You're disturbing my, what's left of my brain.

- We shot in August.

Every day was 12 and a half,

some were as long as 14-hour days.

My nerves were shot.

To try, you know, I just felt like,

oh, how did I get through this?

- During the shoot,

there was a lot of getting in really tiny little spaces

that were dark.

- We had the same thing for lunch every day.

- It was very taxing for a number of reasons.

Not, you know, how hot it was and how much

we had to get done.

- He was, like, a jerk all the time,

and he was swearing all the time,

and he was just, and, I mean, you know

when the camera,

I actually think when the camera was on,

he was a little bit better behaved.

- It was a major task just to complete the amount of shots.

- Six, seven, eight, 10, 12, 15.

Some of the take numbers were outrageous.

- The script, you were like, "What do you think you're,

what are you writing?"

Like, you think you're writing, like, you know, Shakespeare?

- Someone once said something

about the journey of 1000 miles

beginning with but a single step.

Of course, if you throw your back out on that first step,

you stay home.

Tony, give me a towel for just a minute, please.

That-

- Tony was an unpaid intern, just out of high school, right?

He had graduated that spring.

You know, he wasn't getting paid or wasn't,

he wasn't a professional,

all this kind of stuff

that we were trying to hold these lines on.

Tony was sort of a free bird,

and so he took that freedom,

and he backtalked, and he threw the towel back, and-

- Tony, Tony.

Tony, Tony.

Tony.

Tony, Tony.

Tony, Tony.

Tony, Tone.

Tony, get me a battery.

Tony, open the door.

Bring the slate in.

Tony, just bring it in here now.

Stand still, Tony.

Get me a battery, Tony.

Open the door, Tony.

Tony.

It's the wrong angle, babe.

Tony, please back up.

Tony, where's the slate?

- You know,

this kind of does make me look like an idiot though.

I was much thinner and trimmer then.

- God, I can't fucking-

- Make my mind work.

You know, Jack brings a smile

to my face every time I see it.

- Thank you very much.

I appreciate that, Tony.

Don't slam the fucking door!

No more!

- I didn't see him as being angry.

I saw him as being really frustrated,

over his head, overwhelmed,

all the swearing and all that stuff,

it's because he couldn't remember a line.

He couldn't do this,

and I think he probably thought that we were judging him

because we thought he was an idiot or something.

And he was beating himself up.

Bbbbbbrrrrrrr!

- It was done to get him fired.

So when the shoot was over,

the tapes were passed out to all the crew people,

and that was it.

- I mean, we made a copy for the Winnebago execs,

and somebody else made a copy, somebody else made a copy,

and then it finally came out that Jack was fired.

- So then we had to give some statements

to the vice presidents of Winnebago,

who were very concerned at that point

of why and what was going on.

And I don't think they shot any more.

I think that was it.

And I think within a month, he was gone from there.

- I felt bad.

I felt bad.

I thought Jack is getting a bad rap.

I thought he wasn't as bad as the video had indicated.

I just kind of thought okay, I'll let this slide,

because everyone was squawking about it and talking.

"Have you seen the Winnebago?

Have you seen the thing?"

And it was getting passed around,

and there was a part of me

that felt kind of bad for Jack Rebney.

I've got to say it!

- It was really, and I'm gonna be very honest.

There's not a week that goes by

that I don't think about that job.

- I never really saw him after that,

and I always kind of wondered.

- All of my searches are dead ends.

The industrial video was the last and only time

anyone has seen Jack.

Was he so humiliated that he went into hiding?

Out of ideas, I hire a private investigator.

- Okay, how do you spell it?

- It is R-E-B-N-E-Y.

- And first name?

- Jack.

- And we don't have any idea what state he's in?

He could be anywhere?

That's weird.

Multiple, multiple PO boxes.

He's had a PO box at every place he's lived at.

There's nothing of any substance.

There's no property.

There's no cars.

There's nothing employment-wise.

There is no hunting license.

There's no voter registration.

- What does that mean?

- Anything from trying to change his identity

to you don't want anybody to really know who you are

and what you're about.

There's multiple things

going on with this guy,

and I don't know what they are.

So it would be quite a challenge,

I think, to find him.

- Hello, you've reached Ben Steinbauer.

Please leave a message.

- Hello, Mr. Steinbauer, this is Jack Rebney.

I received your letter today.

It's inconceivable to me

that you would have any interest in this,

but if you want to talk, I'm interested.

Good day,

and I look forward to talking with you.

- I can't believe it.

I sent letters to the list of PO boxes

that the private investigator gave me.

Miraculously, one of them found its way to Jack.

Yes, hello.

I nervously call him back.

He's hesitant.

He doesn't want to stay on the phone long.

But after a little convincing,

he agrees to let me come visit.

- Clearly, we could make some arrangement here.

- That's when he tells me

that he lives on top of a mountain

in northern California.

What's Jack doing all the way out here?

- It's got a clip on it?

Yes, it does.

- Yeah, or you can just slide it in your pocket.

Whichever.

- However it works.

- When we arrive, Jack is waiting

for us in the driveway.

- How we gonna do this?

What do you want to do?

- Well, how 'bout you show us around?

Are you ready?

- All set.

- Okay.

Roll camera.

Great.

Action.

- Hello, I'm Jack Rebney.

I'm the caretaker here at Rock Creek Lake.

This is a fishing resort, as it were,

with some of the fine fishing

in the north part of California,

and, for that matter, probably,

some of the fine fishing in the entire United States.

We're at about 3,200 feet.

Beautiful clean air, wonderful clean water,

and big fish for consummate fishermen.

A lot of people have asked,

"How can you live up here alone?

What are you, a hermit?"

Yes, I guess I am a hermit.

I have everything that I'm interested in:

I have my books,

I have my computer,

I have a telephone

which allows me to reach my friends.

That to me is entirely sufficient.

I don't need the sound of the subway

or the elevators going up and down in the skyscrapers.

I've been there.

I don't need that any more.

I'm quite pleased here.

- Jack is so calm.

I almost can't believe it.

I thought there would at least be a little swearing.

But it as if he spent the last 20 years

meditating and drinking green tea.

- Come on.

I want to show you my luxurious 76-year-old cabin.

It has everything that I need.

It has books.

It has critical analysis of everything

from housemaid's need to polycyclic organic matter.

It has a fireplace, yes.

It has shotguns.

Rifles.

I had never heard anything about it.

I had no idea that anybody had taken those outtakes

and put them together.

Ultimately one of my dear friends called and he said,

"Have you pulled yourself up on the Internet?"

"No."

And now said,

"There's this thing about the Winnebago thing,"

and so forth and so on.

And he said, "it's hysterical.

It's just hysterical.

It's you.

It's you."

The Winnebago concepts and engineering departments

have developed a multi-functional bathroom,

privacy, I don't know what the fuck I'm reading.

I wonder what the fuck the real dialogue is.

You know what the scary part is?

That, of course, all of this comes back.

Remember the agony that I was going through.

Gonna be very helpful in keeping you from falling down,

you big dumb son of a,

well, it is amusing to me,

because it's, clearly what it is, is,

it's some of historicity of my youth, as it were.

There's a considerable amount of humor to it.

But for the life of me,

truly, I don't understand its popularity.

- Jack isn't even fazed by the video.

He barely knew it existed, and he doesn't seem to care.

Did I make too big a deal out of this?

Am I wasting his time

with what he sees as a trivial event in his life?

- When you, when you and I first originally spoke,

I just said, "You want to what?"

Who cares?

Who cares?

And you convinced me that clearly,

there are people that do.

- It's a little odd for a 76-year-old

to choose to live alone in the woods.

But Jack seems at peace up here in his seclusion.

Okay, action, Jack, give us the clap please.

Whatever the case, he seems to enjoy being on camera again.

- I know there's a further thought,

certainly I'm known as the angriest man on earth,

but I'm also known as the Winnebago Man.

And there is some considerable degree of pleasure in that.

Winnebago, I found the people there,

I found the corporate entity and everyone I worked with

to be just a splendid group of very kind,

very gracious people,

and if I represented them 20 years ago

in those marketing videos, that pleases me.

I'm happy about that.

The old hermit bids you all good things.

Bye.

- I return home with my tail between my legs.

What was the big deal?

The clip seems at best a minor anecdote in Jack's life.

A week goes by.

And then the phone begins to ring.

Hello?

- Ben!

- Jack starts calling regularly.

At first it's just to chat.

- Oh, my god,

Steinberner, Blunner,

Bryner-Bronner!

- How are you today?

- I'm so ebullient

that I don't even touch the ground when I walk.

- But then he tells me he has a confession.

- In that filming that we did, I was Mary Poppins.

- He tells me that I was set up,

that he was putting on an act.

- I was being calm, I was nice.

I didn't slam my fist down on anything.

- He explains that he had been humiliated and angry

when he first found out about the clip

and wanted to sue everyone involved.

- This is an illegality.

I didn't know this existed.

These outtakes were maliciously put together.

It really galls me when I think about the fact that my name

is plastered all over

that fucking abysmal piece-of-shit-tube.

- But he strategized

that by acting a like a calm, gentle old man,

he could avoid going down in history

as the angry Winnebago Man.

But now he's decided that he wants people to know

the real Jack Rebney

and share his thoughts about the world.

- I see this whole fucking country

going to shit in an ass-basket.

It's just, it's staggering to consider

how utterly, brainlessly, fucking stupid

the mass of people in this country are at this juncture.

I have a way with words.

I want to use that to effectuate some understanding

of what I see as a tragedy taking place

in the United States.

- This was the Jack Rebney I expected to find,

but I wasn't prepared for the rest.

He keeps reaching out to me, calling and sending me things.

He wants me to read newspaper columns he's written,

and sends me a book he's writing

about politics and religion.

- The title of the book is "Jousting With the Myth",

and it has a subtitle.

It's "An Heretical Analysis

of God, Religion, Sex, and Politics."

- Almost everything is a commentary

about the failings of modern society.

He wants to get his concerns out into the world

and thinks my film can help.

I find out that Jack was a broadcast journalist.

- I used to produce programming

for 50 million people.

My initial experience was at WBBM,

the CBS station in Chicago.

And then I went on, and I became a news director

at various stations around the country.

I was greatly taken with news and news production.

I loved the concept.

I loved the Ed Murrows and the Sevareids,

and the Bill Shadels,

and all the old people who reported news.

They didn't give you any opinion,

that was the concept behind news.

It was fair.

And that changed.

And I came to the point of where I concluded,

I don't want this any more.

I never wanted to see West 52nd Street again.

I never wanted to see Wiltshire Boulevard again.

I never wanted to see Wacker Drive again.

That give you an idea?

- I'm surprised to hear

about Jack's impressive career in television.

I ask if he still has any tapes

from his years as a news director,

but all he has is this.

- Hello, I'm Jack Rebney for the Western Slope Network.

I want to welcome you to a Christmas reading.

"A Boy Who laughed at Santa Claus"

by Ogden Nash.

"In Baltimore, there lived a boy.

He wasn't anybody's joy.

Although his name was Jabez Dawes,

his character was full of flaws."

- And as if to set the record straight,

he gives me the finished Winnebago sales video.

- The Itasca concepts and engineering departments

have developed a multifunctional

privacy bathroom configuration

that will solve a lot of problems

and that will make you a real sales point.

- These images take on a new meaning for me.

I no longer see Jack as a disgruntled RV salesman,

but as a serious journalist

who gave up his career on principle,

and ended up stuck in Iowa,

sweating through an industrial video shoot.

- A full steel frame, a full compartment.

- Jack is intent on clearing his name

and proving that he's not the irrational man

in the Winnebago clip.

This could be really interesting,

but what if putting him back on camera

ends up humiliating him all over again?

To get some perspective,

I head to Las Vegas to meet Jack's oldest friend,

a corporate jet pilot named Keith Gordon.

Keith and Jack talk on the phone every day.

- You have to understand,

one of the dichotomies about Jack

is that he's always wanted an audience,

he's always wanted to influence people's thought process,

at the same time,

has always wanted to be totally isolated.

His dream was to always have some land

where he could build a cabin,

and, as he would always say to me, "Lock the gate,"

and not have to deal with the outside world.

Well, it turns out he had done that.

In spite of that,

the outside world blazed a trail to his door.

35 years I've known him.

He never in his wildest dreams

thought that his notoriety would come from the Internet,

which he has nothing but disdain for,

let alone outtakes of an industrial film

he did for Winnebago industries.

This is not the context

that Jack Rebney wants to be known in.

Well, let's call Jack.

Oh, my god, you're still alive!

Well, listen, bubski,

I have had the best time

lambasting and libeling you

and telling all kinds of really,

really bad stories about you.

There was a period in my life where I had hit rock bottom,

and would have easily been living under a freeway overpass,

or sleeping in my car.

Actually I didn't even have a car at that point.

My car had been stolen.

And Jack took me in.

He gave me a floor to sleep on, some clothing to wear,

and, you know, literally kept me from being destitute.

You think this is all ending up on the cutting room floor?

Well, let me remind you, young man,

this whole thing started

with footage left on the cutting room floor.

You're not out of the woods yet!

- Keith assures me that Jack really does want to be

back on camera and reclaim his reputation,

and I'm starting to realize that the Winnebago Man clip

could be a blessing in disguise.

Maybe I can reach out to his Internet fans

and show them a different Jack Rebney.

- Okay, go ahead.

- But I return home to some disturbing news.

Jack has been diagnosed with acute glaucoma,

and his vision has deteriorated suddenly.

On a recent walk, he couldn't find his way home.

The local sheriff's report was posted online,

and discovered by Jack's fans.

I call him immediately.

- One thing led to another,

and then I became disoriented

and fell into a couple of deep holes and what have you.

So, instead of walking, I began crawling on my knees.

It began to lengthen into night,

and I still wasn't finding my way out.

And it was cold, and I was wet.

And ultimately, I saw this flashlight.

It came toward me, and he introduced himself,

and he said, "I'm deputy sheriff blah blah blah."

It's a compelling moment, a very visceral moment,

when you come to the conclusion that,

"I really can't do it anymore."

- I return to Manton, for a second visit.

Knock, knock.

Hello, we're looking for the caretaker.

- Well, he's taking a shit.

Come in and sit down, you goddamned mint.

'Cause I'm shitting

doesn't mean that you have to stay outside.

- Are you really shitting in there?

Jack, this girl is pretty wound up out here.

- Yeah, she got into a skunk last night.

Can you smell it?

- Uh, now that you mention it, I can.

- Just speak up, Ben,

for Christ's sake, I'm an old man,

will you?

- Does it mean that the skunk is on our hands?

- Of course.

What the hell?

What do you thi,

what earthly difference does it make?

You're in the god-damned wilds.

This is not fucking Austin.

- Hi, Jack.

- Nor is it the city limits.

How are you?

- I'm good, how are you?

- I'm okay.

- It's good to see you again.

- Buddha, get down!

Buddha, get down.

I'm very old.

I'm very crotchety.

I'm pissed off.

What else is new, Ben?

- You were pissed off last time we came around.

- No, I wasn't.

I was a gentle old man.

I was a nice, calm, old man.

Who just nodded and did everything

that you wanted me to do.

Said all of that absolute trash that I said,

which was totally untrue.

And, but, forewarned,

you're still here.

And I'm sure that you'll find this to be a bit different.

You stink.

God, you smell terrible.

- Okay, so, Jack,

I want you to tell us what's happened

since we last saw you.

- Oh, oh.

I've had the unfortunate circumstance

of having my vision leave me.

It's almost like a divorce.

I didn't understand what I'd done.

For practical purposes, I'm helpless.

I can't drive.

I can't ride my unicycle.

This dog isn't big enough to harness

and put behind, or in front of a sled.

So I'm trapped.

Come on, Buddha.

Come on, buddhy.

- Despite his sudden blindness,

Jack doesn't want to leave the cabin

and give up his seclusion.

So tell me about putting up this monorail.

- Well, the concept was that I would have the opportunity

to go walking, because, if you remember correctly,

I learned my lesson in the presumption

that I could follow the roadway without getting lost.

And that turned out not to be the case.

So I got lost, Ben,

and found myself out in the boonies,

and I didn't know where the hell I was.

- How does that make you feel,

that that was international news on the computer?

- Ben, you don't get it, do you?

You simply do not fathom it.

The fact that it was picked up by the local paper

or the wire services or whatever it was

was completely irrelevant to me.

Totally irrelevant.

Come on, buddhy.

Un-fucking-believable.

- You're not gonna go for a drive, are you?

- Just stand back and look out.

That's the essence of Detroit.

Now, Mrs. Pritchard is coming to pick up the garbage,

and she takes my truck when she does that.

- Oh, okay.

- Which means absolutely nothing to you.

- When is she coming?

- Uh, actually, you'd have to ask her.

Mrs. Pritchard, I don't think Mrs. Pritchard

has probably come in maybe 15 years, but go ahead.

Where are we going now?

- We're going this way.

Put your hand on my shoulder.

We're going towards the car here.

- You brought the limo?

- The limo.

- Huh?

- That's right, and I'm gonna be driving you around.

- Where we going?

- Right here.

- God, almighty, why am I falling down?

What the fuck?

You put me on some kind of an incline.

Honest to god.

There's no seat here.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Agh!

Ben!

The fuck have you done?

- Jesus.

When was the last time you went into town, Jack?

- I don't know.

'Bout a week, I guess,

something like that.

- Since Jack wants to get his ideas out to the world,

my plan is to go into town and get him a video camera.

- We'll have lunch today

at a place called the Sausage Factory.

They have great sandwiches.

- I'll set up the camera in his cabin

so he can record weekly commentaries for his fans

like a modern-day Ed Murrow.

Well, Jack, I want you to use your notoriety.

- You want me to do what?

- Use your notoriety.

I'm gonna buy a camera and set it up,

and have you do your social and political commentaries.

- Well, we haven't yet come to any agreement

as to whether or not we're going to do any of that.

I'm going to, what, I'm going to appear on YouTube?

Oh, that'll be great.

I can hardly wait.

I'll be programmed right between the guy

with the broken arm,

and somebody doing an exotic dance.

That'll be great.

- I just don't think you're taking advantage

of this group of people you could talk to, Jack.

- You don't think I'm taking advantage of who?

- Of this audience that you have.

- I don't want an audience.

I don't need an audience.

- If that was true, why would you call me?

Would you call Keith Gordon?

Why would you keep talking to all these people?

Why would you be trying to publish a book

and write a screenplay?

- Well, now, wait a minute.

Now, you see, you can't mix apples and oranges.

- Those are audiences.

Those are looking for audiences.

- They're audiences, yeah.

I don't believe that I have the capability

of being able to couch anything in a vernacular

that's going to be understood by the people

that you want me to talk to.

I don't, I can't, I have no relationship

with YouTube or whatever the hell it is.

I have no interest.

What I'll do,

we can go and stand in front of Wal-Mart,

and I'll give you a couple of diatribes,

and then you can put them on YouTube.

Take this, take them off the tape here,

put them on YouTube,

and you'll find out what kind of a reaction you get.

- All right, so that's what we're going to do.

- Mm-hmm.

- All right.

So you're gonna have your say here,

in Redding, in front of the Wal-Mart.

- That's what, you wanted to go to Redding.

I don't want to break my god-damned leg

getting out of this pile of shit.

Oh, Jesus.

Oh, that was atrocious.

- And action, Jack.

- Are you, how's your audio?

Is everything all right there?

One, two, three, four.

- Yep, we're good.

- Five, six, seven, eight.

- Good.

- Over the top of my shoulder,

you undoubtedly will be able to see

that we're standing in proximity

to a place called Wal-Mart.

You see their large carriers going down the highway.

And they always say,

"For less.

You can buy for less."

Well, there's a connection here.

- There's a Wal-Mart manager, right there.

- Well, good for you, Mr. Wal-Mart manager.

You're a little trepidatious.

Does Wal-Mart own this part of the place too?

- This is Wal-Mart, yes?

- Ah, you own it?

You own the street?

Do you own Redding?

- We thought we were on the sidewalk,

like, over by the road.

- This is my super-saver lot.

- This is your who?

- Eh, I'm just, I'm calling the police.

- Oh, yeah, you call the police.

By all means, call the police!

Get the gestapo!

Come on, let's get out of here.

The junk factory strikes again.

Fuck him and the horse he rode in on.

After having dealt with these people for 100 fuckin' years,

all I do is tell 'em to stick it up their ass.

But, of course, you don't want to do that, Ben,

because you're a nice kid from Texas,

and, you know, you don't want that reputation to follow you.

You might think you're an angry man.

I thought we'd cut another piece in front of Best Buy,

which would give us the opportunity to have the police

come and throw us off the Best Buy parking lot.

- We go to Best Buy,

and I bring up the video camera idea again.

- And I thought that would be,

and I thought that would be of value,

rather than this continually,

going back to the fact that I'm some type of an icon,

and that I'm,

and that people want me either to say motherfucker or shit

or whatever it might be.

I'm not going to do that.

- So what you're saying is,

you don't want to do the camera thing?

- Ben, what I'm saying is, what,

where it stands is exactly where it stood.

What you've got is you've got zilch

unless you've got me.

Let's stop this nonsense.

I mean, this is just fucking ridiculous.

- But I don't understand

what you're saying is nonsense.

Help me understand what you mean.

- You're taking the, the joy, you're taking

the fun out of it.

- Okay, well I-

- And I don't, and I don't need it.

I don't need to be here.

I can get on my fucking phone and call a cab

and get the fuck out of here.

Man, I mean, you know,

listen, if I can leave CBS three times,

I sure as fuck can leave you.

- We stop for lunch and call it a day.

Later that night, I'm exhausted.

I feel like I've stepped into the Winnebago Man outtakes.

The next morning,

we drive back to see Jack and try a different approach.

Do a mic check, Jack.

- 10, nine, eight, seven, six,

five, four, three, two, one,

and all the rest of it, including Hillary Clinton.

- Tell us about what your childhood was like.

- You have an ulterior motivation in this.

- I do?

- Ben, Ben,

Ben, your transparency is almost mind-boggling.

Ben, my childhood was magnificent.

The only problem with my childhood

was that I didn't have a choo-choo train.

- Well, tell us where you were born.

- I, I'm, we're not going to go into that.

- No?

- No.

I don't-

- What about being married?

You want to talk about that at all?

- We already talked about it, remember?

If you fuck with me with this, Ben, it ends it right now.

Leave it alone.

- Okay, I think you're misunderstanding me.

- I don't care what you think in terms of my ability

to be able to understand anything.

If you piss me off,

that reaction will be something you will not forget.

The fuck are we doing?

- Are you happy that we're making this documentary

about you?

Do you want us to be up here?

Do you want me to be asking you questions?

Do you want to be in this position?

- What I want to do for these last few

feet of film that I may ever make,

I want people to understand that there are critical elements

that they have to attend to,

or they're going to lose their country.

Dick Cheney has had eight years

to literally ruin this economy.

That's the issue.

- I don't understand.

Like you said, this is maybe gonna be

the last piece of film that you ever shoot,

the last time that you can be on camera.

- Yeah.

- And this is what you want to say?

- Abso-fucking-lutely.

- You've been up here for 15 years,

studying the great works,

you've been studying, you know, the Quran and the Torah-

- And there's only one thing

that is critically important.

- And this is what you want to impart, is Dick Cheney?

- That's the only thing that's critically important.

- Is how bad Dick Cheney is?

- That's what I would like to leave,

whatever it is, whomever it is

might possibly watch this documentary that you're making.

I'd like to have them say to themselves,

"Well, gee, I never thought about that."

Well, you bloody well better think about it

because if you don't, you're gonna lose it all.

- Hey, Jack.

- Yeah?

- Let me stop you.

- Sure.

- Let's go back up here and stand in the sunshine,

and get in the, get where it looks good.

I try to persuade Jack that if he wants to reach people,

he's got to tone down the politics

and open up to the camera.

But you're not going to get to anybody

by saying that Dick Cheney is fucked,

and the country is fucked, there you go.

- I'm not? - No.

- Oh, why?

- You're gonna get to somebody

by fucking relating who you are

and what your past experiences have been.

- No, no.

- And what you've learned.

- Oh, well, like, sure.

You want to talk about me?

- Yeah.

- Oh, wonderful.

- I'm trying to talk about you-

- Yeah, well, I don't!

- Why not?

That's what I'm asking you.

That's what I don't understand.

- Ben, if you don't like it, pack up.

Get the fuck out.

- I need to take a step back

and understand how I got to this point.

What do I want from Jack?

How did I fool myself into thinking

I could get him to open up to the people

he still feels humiliated by and doesn't understand?

I decide to step out of the way

and try letting Jack confront his fans face-to-face.

I get the idea to set up a special screening.

I call Jack,

and he reluctantly agrees to come.

- We're just outside Manton,

and we're on our way to pick up Jack

to take him to the Found Footage Film Festival

in San Francisco,

which seems really unlikely that we'd be doing this,

but we are.

When we speak on the phone,

he often hears these in the background,

and he adores the sound of the wind chimes.

So I thought we'd grace his chalet with these.

Also, I thought it would be kind of a homing beacon.

If he was out on the property and got a little off course,

the wind's blowing, he'd hear these,

and he'd be able find his home again.

So we're going to announce our arrival with these.

He may shoot at us.

Be careful.

- You're so fucking crazy, it's just amazing.

- I'm normal, I tell you.

- Normal.

Perfectly normal.

- This is your vicious, killer, attack dog.

- That's it.

That's Buddhy.

- Oh, my god.

Well, she hasn't killed me.

So far so good.

How are you?

- I'm all right.

I'm all right, kid.

Where are you?

- I'm good.

Where do you want these?

Other than up your ass?

- Well, there used to be hooks up here on the...

- So are you excited about San Francisco?

- Oh, yeah, terribly excited.

I can hardly wait.

Sit!

Buddha stays.

Good girl.

Buddha stays.

Buddha stays.

- See you, Buddha.

- You stay, Buddhy.

Buddha!

Stay!

- Oh, she's snuck off the porch.

- Buddha!

Get up there!

- See, he knows you're blind,

and she thinks she can get away with it.

- That's it.

She's tricking me.

Get up on the porch!

- Well done.

- Fuck you, Buddha!

- Here we go.

- Consider how marvelous it will be to be there

in San Francisco,

the home of the free and the land of the brave.

A conglomerate of all that

that makes America the grand place it is.

Yeah.

Yeah.

As I understand it, there's going to be questions

from the audience and what have you,

and of course, that begs the, begs the question,

the initiating question,

do you suppose these people actually can form questions,

and will we be able to communicate with one another?

- So Jack, what if someone wants an autograph?

Will you sign autographs?

- Fuck 'em!

- Giant leap for mankind.

Nicely done.

- Smell that sea air?

- I, no, the only thing I can smell is incense

and a little hash.

- Here we go, Mr. Rebney.

It is a very, very sweet little room.

There's a bed with a beautiful pink bedspread.

- Jesus, mother of Christ.

- And the wall paper is little pink flowers.

- Fuck.

- It's perfect for you.

- People just don't have any sensibility anymore.

Oh, shut up!

Shut up again!

- That's your fan base.

Be nice to them.

They're honking in approval.

- On the way to the theater,

we get distracted and lose Keith and Jack for a moment.

When we find them,

Jack is in deep discussion with one of the local residents.

- Logic dictates that you are, and that is that.

All of it is natural fact.

There is nothing that is hyperbole.

It is all just natural, period.

End report.

- Modern logic, Western logic is confined by the fact

that it says that something is either true or false.

- Absolutely.

- There is a causal plane which is beyond space and time

which destroys the concept of linearity.

- That's, that's, that,

that logic is tripping right along with a,

that's only got one track, and we're wobbling.

And I don't follow that.

- There is a causal plane.

- The what?

- There is a causal plane.

- We have an appointment,

and we're going to be late to it,

but I must tell you that it's been pleasurable,

and I thank you.

And I don't know why we're talking.

Oh, Jesus.

Does Orville Redenbacher live here?

- Well, thank you so much for coming down here.

It's an honor to have both of you here.

- It's no honor.

That's absolute bullshit.

- It is, it is!

- Steinbucker-schmucker, come here, for Christ's sake!

These people are out of their heads.

- I'm right here, Jack.

- Yeah, you're filming.

I know.

- We are your number one fans.

- Yes, of course, you're my number one fan.

- We have, you've brought so much enjoyment

and laughter to us that we're so indebted to you.

- This schmuck over here to my right

has been telling me this now for, what, two years, Ben?

Three years?

- Two years.

- Two years.

- It's so true.

And you'll see tonight.

- "Oh, you've brought me such enjoyment!"

- You're gonna see tonight.

- I can't begin to tell you how marvelous-

- When you're here tonight, you'll hear the laughs.

- Yeah?

- You'll hear people enjoy it.

It makes people happy.

- How many are you going to have, eight people?

- No, we have a full house.

It's going to be sold out.

- Uh, who are these crazies, these lunatics,

that are going to be here?

Explain them to me.

Seriously, now.

Seriously, now!

I mean, I'm not putting, this is because

if I'm gonna do some kind of a dumbfuck dog and pony show,

I'm gonna know who I'm talking to.

- I'm here to see the Winnebago guy.

I'm hoping that he's going to say the F-word a lot.

- We're huge Rebney fans.

- I'm here for Jack Rebney, all the way.

I'm glad he's alive and doing well,

and I hope he's still bitter.

I don't know.

He, uh,

he's got a special spot in my heart that's for sure.

- I love this clip.

I watch it.

Like every time I'm in a bad mood, I watch it

and it makes me laugh.

I really do.

It's kind of sad, it's kind of sad.

- Are you excited to see him in person?

- If I can get in.

If I can get in.

This is not looking so good.

- They're gonna go nuts for you tonight.

You'll be bathed in applause by your adoring fans.

- Really?

"Bathed in applause?"

- Mean to us, meeting you is like meeting a movie star

because we've watched your video more than we've seen,

you know, "Indiana Jones", so you're our Harrison Ford.

You know?

This is the holy grail for us.

- I'd like one, please.

- Thanks for coming.

- I'm kind of hoping that he'll be in, like,

a real ornery mood.

And, if they'll let some flies go,

that'll really piss him off.

- I think, like, people would kind of expect him

to just be really, really upset all the time,

and, like, I don't know if, like, many, any of these people

are, like, expecting him to go off

and start yelling at all of them?

If I was him, that's what I would do.

- 'Kay, here we go.

Three, two.

- Why don't you shoot the fucking film?

- Getting you to smile is a lost cause.

- I don't believe that.

- Can you give any reason at all why I should smile?

- I haven't stopped smiling since I saw you.

- It's kind of like, you know what it is?

The Internet's like the modern-day freak show.

Yeah, except you don't have to pay a nickel to get in.

It's like meeting the three-headed boy or something.

It's great.

- Like, that's Jack Rebney right there!

We're talking to him.

- Like, he swears that much in real life too.

- I was, I was,

yeah, I was not disappointed at all.

- Oh, I'm curious to see how Jack reacts to the whole thing,

to confront his fans.

- Sorry to announce it to you, folks,

but the15 is sold out.

- Here we go, here we go.

Buckle up.

- Thank you for coming out.

- Thanks for coming out.

- My name is Joe.

- My name's Nick.

- And we're back for another round of stupid videos

that we found at thrift stores and garage sales

and those kind of places.

And I don't know if you heard or not,

but there's a special guest tonight.

If you haven't heard, we're not going to tell you.

Special guest.

You don't want to go anywhere.

- No, sir.

- The medicine for the heart, body and mind.

It takes away all your stress.

Just laugh it out!

Ha!

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!

And gone.

- Well, who's, who's on now?

- Don't know.

- Okay, you know, many years ago,

some friends of ours give us some footage

from a promotional video for the Winnebago brand of RVs.

- Here's the back story.

On the first day of this grueling, hot, two-week shoot,

the crew realized that the host of this promotional video

had a bit of a temper.

So, of course, what do they do?

They continue to roll in between each take,

and subsequently capture this man's descent into madness.

- And so we got some of the raw footage,

and we decided to put together

a collection of our favorite moments of Jack Rebney,

the world's angriest RV salesman.

- Jack Rebney!

- The Winnebago concepts and engineering departments

have developed a multi-functional bathroom,

privacy, I don't even know what the fuck I'm reading.

I wonder what the fuck the real dialogue is.

What the fuck is this thing?

On the windshield, for fuck's sake!

Oh, fuck, what?

What the fuck did I say?

That didn't sound for shit.

We suppose we open,

got to do it again, right now.

Oh, fuck!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Oh, fuck!

Shit!

What does the goddamn line say, Tony?

What is the goddamn line?

I don't give a shit what the line is!

I fucked up the word rear.

I can't even read a fucking VO straight.

What the fuck was that?

And we've got flies all over the place.

Son of a bitch!

Get out of here, you goddamn jackass!

The accoutrement that you will need,

accoutrement?

What is that shit?

I don't know.

Shit!

It's just all gone.

I get so goddamn diarrhetic when I sit here.

My mouth just never stops.

Not this shit.

They ain't fucking with it.

The Mini Winnie, part of American tradition,

and today, on the cutting edge of design and function

in a class C motor home.

Do you believe any of that shit?

- God bless 'em.

Well, we've an update for you about Jack Rebney.

We didn't know if Jack was alive or dead.

We had no-

- Oh, we thought he was dead for sure

after this video shoot.

Heart attack or something.

- Yeah, the frustration alone, but,

no, he was alive.

He was living in northern California,

and through some fate of circumstance,

tonight, we have Jack Rebney in the audience.

- Ladies and gentleman, Jack Rebney!

This is a long time coming for us.

- This is history right here, folks.

- Jack, we're going to interview you here.

If we can ask a few questions?

We're heading here.

- Yes, it'll be wonderful, I'm sure.

- He seems to be in a somewhat good mood.

- Will you leave me alone?

Leave me alone!

I can do this!

- Are you ready to come over?

- Yeah, yeah.

Let's do it, baby.

- Okay, come on over.

Jack, here's your microphone.

- Jack?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah?

- Okay.

Jack's there.

- What the hell do you need?

I know what a microphone is.

Go ahead.

- Okay, there you go.

- So start at the beginning, Jack.

Tell us about that shoot.

- Start at the beginning?

In the beginning, there was darkness.

- A little bit later than that.

A little bit later.

- Oh, I'm sorry.

- Let's start at Winnebago.

- I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

- Let's start on this shoot.

- I lose it sometimes.

I get whatever it is.

I actually, um, it is rather surprising

that I am, in fact, still alive.

In answer to what seems to be the salient question,

"Are you truly the angriest man in the world,"

- Tell us!

- Yeah, I'm going to.

I'm going to lay that on you.

You have to have some historical perspective

in terms of how this shoot was done,

where it was done, et cetera.

The Winnebago corporation is located

in a little thing called Forest City, Iowa.

The average temperature during the summertime

is about 100 degrees.

The average humidity is about 98 degrees, or percent.

There's no wind, and you're pretty well aware

of the fact that there are about 150 million flies.

You don't think you can get pissed off

in that kind of a situation, huh?

But in terms of anger,

truly today,

in this cultural climate,

I really am angry.

Go ahead.

Questions.

What?

- Okay, I think the thing, the thing to keep in mind here

is we all get frustrated,

we all have moments where we want to say that,

but no one can do it as colorfully as you did.

- One of the greatest swearers of all time.

- I think so and-

- It's a learned, it's a learned thing.

- Uh, well, Jack, I mean,

we certainly appreciate you coming here.

We wanted to maybe give you a token of our appreciation.

- I just want to ask you one question before we do that.

Do you hate us?

- No, I, actually, the only person I can think of,

immediately comes to mind is Dick Cheney.

- Well, Jack-

- These are, shut up for a minute.

These are-

- He doesn't hate us.

We're cool.

- These are my people.

I mean, I can tell that right now.

I mean, you know,

we may be separated by about 127 years,

but they understand, they've got it.

They've got it nailed.

- Well, Jack, we did want to, the summer months are upon us.

It's gonna be hot and humid again,

and so as a token of our appreciation,

we wanted to present you with this honorary fly swatter

that we really thought, this is for you, Jack.

- Oh.

- We hope it'll help keep all the jackasses away

for the rest of the summer.

- Oh, thank you so much.

That is wonderful.

That's wonderful.

Thank you.

I'm touched.

- This one last question, Jack.

What did you mean by accoutrement?

- There's a question here

as to whether or not it's accoutre-ma

or whether it's accoutre-maa.

And there maybe somebody here who actually speaks French

rather than some dumbshit like myself.

- Accoutre-ma?

- Accoutre-mon.

- Accoutre-mon, okay.

- Accoutre-ma?

Is that it?

Listen, baby, when you're in Iowa,

it's fucking accoutre-ma.

- The man is a legend.

Legendary!

I'm shaking right now.

I'm shaking.

I can die and go to heaven.

- Contain yourself, now.

- Uh, god bless that man.

- How do you follow that up?

- Right again.

To your right.

There you go.

- Well, that was terrific.

- You killed.

- Look, you've got the fly swatter.

- Kid, I'm overwhelmed.

- What I've tried to convey to you this whole time

is that the audience really appreciates you,

the situation, the whole thing.

None of it was,

to steal a page from your book,

denigrative.

Those people actually admire what you did

and are incredibly entertained.

So two for the price of one.

- Can you hear that, Jack?

- No, what?

- When he said "Jack Rebney," everybody just,

thunderous applause.

- I have to come and meet the famous Jack Rebney.

Hi, Jack.

I'm Noelle.

It's nice to meet you.

- Hello.

Hi, how are you?

- I'm wonderful, thank you.

- I hope you enjoyed it.

- Oh, my god, you've no idea.

This clip, every time I'm in a bad mood,

I watch you swear and it makes me smile,

so thank you so much.

- You're most welcome.

- Hi, I'm Laura.

- Hello, how are you?

- It's so nice to meet you.

- I'm very happy to meet you.

- I'm so glad you came tonight.

- Pardon me?

- I'm so glad you came.

- Well, it was a pleasure.

- Very excited.

- It's kind of fun.

Something unusual for an old man.

- Yes.

- But, um, it was-

- Do you love your celebrity?

- Well, actually, at this juncture,

it doesn't seem to be anything that really turns me on, but-

- Hi, I'm Rachel.

- Hi, how are you?

- Great.

So nice to meet you.

- Well, I'm very happy to meet you.

- You mind taking a picture with me?

- Not at all, not at all.

- Thank you.

- One, two, three.

- Oh, he was awesome,

and he has a way with words, that man.

- I thought he was a kind soul.

- He was great.

He was quite a sport.

Tried to, went a little Bono on us

with the political messages,

but it was good.

- See, now I feel like a huge jerk,

'cause he actually seemed like a really sweet guy.

- Yeah, just like my grandpa.

- Just like, he's everybody's grandpa.

Everybody's angry grandpa.

- Well-spoken.

- So well-spoken, it was almost scary.

- Brilliant.

- Jack, we say accoutre-mon, right,

and it means, like, ridiculous little costume thing.

- I wanted to scream out,

we love you, Jack Rebney, seriously.

- I hope you enjoyed yourselves.

- I did.

- Good, good.

It's better to laugh than to cry.

- And we're turning to our right.

- Turning to the right.

- What do you say we- - Life continues.

- Let's get a glass of wine.

- I think we should get a glass of wine.

I think we deserve a glass of wine.

- Move to your right.

- Double doors and move to your right.

- Well, let me ask you something.

- Yeah, you can.

- On the way down,

you mentioned that you had a certain preconceived notion

about who this audience was, what they were about.

It wasn't necessarily complimentary.

What do you think now?

- I was concerned that they were

room-temperature IQ'D idiots

and, as it turns out,

they were clever, quick, observant people.

- Ah, okay.

Well, that answers my question.

- Good.

Now, why the hell they'd

watch a lousy fucking video like that

is something I'll never know.

Buddhy!

Ah, Buddhs.

Hello, Budds.

That's a Buddser.

Did you think you were deserted?

Did you have a good night's sleep?

Oh-ho-ho, da buddher.

- You made a lot of people happy this weekend.

- Well, it's interesting.

We keep going back to this,

but, in fact, what it is

is that there is apparently really a true camaraderie

with this people who see that

and who commiserate with this poor, belabored person

who says pretty much what comes to his mind

when he's met with adversity and what have you,

and that's good.

And I think that's probably,

isn't that interesting that when I say it,

and I listen to myself babbling,

that's really the human condition,

is it not?

Right there in simple terms.

What we're doing is,

we're facing an enormous amount of adversity,

and it seems disastrous that we don't let ourselves

say what we really feel, what we truly feel,

and I'm,

I'm happy to say that I take some small degree of pride

in the fact that when I'm faced with that,

and when I'm faced with it today,

I say exactly what I have on my mind.

Isn't there some way you guys can leave?

Can't you go now?

All right, kid.

- All right, pal.

- All righty.

- See you. - Thank you.

- Thanks.

- Come here, come here.

Jack Rebney may never be remembered

as a political firebrand or important thinker.

But there's a good chance he won't be forgotten.

His swearing, ranting, unrestrained self

somehow reminds us that we are not alone

in our frustrations and blunders,

and maybe that's enough.

- Do you believe any of that shit?

- You ever clean that lens?

- Right in the shot.

I feel like Tony.

- Stick it up what?

- What do you mean,

I'm gonna fall off the fucking thing?

- Fuck.

- Fuck it all.

That's it.

Shit, I can't remember it now.

- There's not gonna be anymore bullshit

or whatever it was

from anybody around here, and that includes me.

Buddhy.

Don't fuck around.

Ben, for fuck's sake.

Would you speak up?

It's absolutely impingent upon you to stop mumbling.

- Jack has, you know,

just this affinity for the Ford Fiesta.

He loves Ford Fiestas.

- Jesus Christ.

Fuckin' automobiles.

How do you get out of this piece of shit?

- We just passed a golf course, by the way.

- No, no, no.

I told you.

You got to keep me up to date on the fuckin' stop signs.

- Okay, we can turn around.

- What are you, what are you doing, Ben.

- I'm, no, I'm-

- Are you lost again?

- No, no, no, no.

- Ben, have you ever tried a hallucinogen?

- Jesus Christ.

You're making me the angriest man in the world.

- Yeah, right.

- You realize that?

- Good for you.

- It doesn't look right.

Doesn't look like we-

- Can you put your knee up?

Yeah.

It looks good.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- You guys are so fucked.

If George Bush and Karl Rove and Rumsfeld and Cheney

get hot pokers rammed up their asses,

I would be delighted.

Where's the top of this piece of shit?

Son of a bitch!

Blah, blah, blah!

Great fuckin' deal.

Buddhy, bite him.

Oftentimes I wonder, Ben,

if you're thinking about what you're saying.

It's vernacular.

Please, would you help me?

Do me a, would you help me?

Could you get me a beer?

Do me a kindness.

Get me a beer.

Arnold Schwarzen-Terminator.

Right here on his little finger, right there?

There is a small muscle that he's just developed.

When I do my routine about Arnold Schwarzen-Terminator

and the muscles,

you don't think that sounds entertaining to these people?

You bet your sweet ass it is.

- You are getting on in years.

- Fuck you and the horse you rode in on.

- Thank you.

- I wonder how you're gonna feel about this

when you're fuckin' 80 years old.