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Just a minute.

You're meant to be onstage.

Thanks, Jennifer.

♪ so good ♪

♪ when it's bad ♪

♪ so let me be your sugar dad ♪

♪ wanna get ♪

♪ deeper inside ♪

♪ so right ♪

♪ when it's tight ♪

♪ it's got to be tonight ♪

♪ we could get deeper inside ♪

♪ deeper ♪

♪ deeper ♪

♪ want to be your sexual grim reaper ♪

♪ touch you inside ♪

♪ deeper ♪

♪ deeper ♪

♪ want to be your sexual grim reaper ♪

♪ touch you inside ♪

♪ aah-ohh! ♪

♪ yah-hah! ♪

♪ whaaaaa ♪

♪ deeper ♪

♪ deeper ♪

♪ want to be your sexual grim reaper ♪

♪ touch you inside ♪

Which one of you cunts threw this?

Come on, man, it was only a plastic pot.

Only fucking plastic? It was empty, for fuck's sake!

I don't care. I'm sick of this shit.

It's rock 'n' roll, man.

I do not have to put up with this. I'm an artist.

It comes with the territory. go back and finish the set.

Fuck the territory, fuck the set,

and fuck you, Jennifer.

Jimmy, what are you doing?

Babe, you're gonna fuck up your career.

It's not my career, it's that band's career.

Stop this shit. I'm going to go and see Mia tomorrow.

Blow-job Mia? You've got to be kidding.

She believes in my talent.

She believes in what's in your pants.

She reckons I'll have no problems going solo.

She's a star-fucker, Jimmy.

She's a lot more supportive than you are,

and you're supposed to be my fucking girlfriend!

Jimmy, wait up.

Hello?

Mystery caller's at it again.

Uh-huh?

Hey, how you doing? What's up?

No, I can't come out tonight.

I've got to go and see Candy's gig.

Yeah.

Yeah, okay. All right. I'll see you then.

'Bye.

Look, babe, I'm not going to be able to make it to the show tonight.

I have to go and have a meeting with Jennifer

and try and sort all this shit out.

Hey, you know how it is.

You have to work all sorts of crazy hours in this business.

Well, can't you just tell her to come to the gig?

You can talk about it there.

Well, no. we can't talk it out there.

You know, over the noise.

go on.

Hey, rock on tonight.

I'll be thinking of you.

♪ you've got a fever ♪

♪ I want to believe ♪

♪ the fever made you do things ♪

♪ you didn't mean ♪

♪ you're a little insect ♪

♪ you mean nothing to me ♪

♪ you're gonna panic ♪

♪ you're gonna dry up ♪

♪ you fuck, you've written your last song ♪

♪ you fuck, you've written your last song ♪

♪ you weak shell of a man ♪

♪ you weak shell of a man ♪

♪ you weak shell of a man ♪

♪ you weak shell ♪

♪ I've got a fever ♪

♪ you believe what you want ♪

♪ I'll do the bad things ♪

♪ I'll have my mouth turned up ♪

♪ you fuck, you've written your last song ♪

♪ too many times have you done me wrong ♪

♪ you fuck, you've written your last song ♪

♪ you weak shell of a man ♪

♪ you weak shell of a man ♪

♪ you weak shell of a man ♪

♪ you weak shell of a man ♪

♪ you weak shell of a man ♪

♪ you weak shell of a man ♪

♪ you weak shell of a man ♪

♪ you weak shell ♪

Thanks, guys. We're the pussies.

Up next is the rampant fish-swappers.

thanks, guys, for having us on the bill.

So, yeah, stick around and have a drink. cheers, guys.

That was a great gig.

How much did we make this time?

Here you go, ladies. Here's your payment.

Great. a six-pack.

I can't do this anymore.

Next gig will be better.

Look, Candy, I'm really sorry,

but I'm not even making enough money

to cover the petrol to get here.

I'm sorry.

Hi.

Hey.

Great gig.

Jen! It's great to see you.

really?

Did the meeting finish early?

what meeting? is Jimmy with you?

No. I haven't seen him since the other week.

He was just with you, wasn't he? Not with me.

I just thought I'd come and see you play.

I've been saying for ages I was going to,

and I've never really had the time,

but now I've got the time,

So here I am.

Lying bastard.

Cheers...

to me...

and my solo career.

cheers...

to you being bigger than Gutter Filth ever was

or ever will be.

Where's your lovely girlfriend?

she's-

she's got a gig.

Who gives a fuck?

I'm a rock god.

What the fuck are you doing?

Leaving you a going-away present.

Get out of my house, both of you.

and you, give me my fucking keys.

Keys!

in the crazy world of rock 'n' roll,

sadly, nothing is permanent.

Jimmy Taranto, lead singer of Gutter Filth,

has left the band to pursue a solo career.

Industry spies have been hinting

that emotions between the band members haven't been right

since Jimmy recently walked offstage

after a punter allegedly spat beer on him.

on a more personal front,

Taranto has ended his longtime relationship

with girlfriend Candy "Rock" Morgan.

Rumor has it that he's been seen around town

snuggling up to brunette Mia Mikisla,

who's now managing his solo career.

looks like it's out with the old

and in with the new

yeah, that was cosmic, man.

Yeah. thanks. Next!

I think I am.

Candy.

Come on in.

Hey, guys. I'm sure you all remember Candy.

That's G.B. and Dee.

Hey, guys.

Oh, come on, Jennifer. You can't be serious.

Jimmy always said she was crap,

and if this gets out, we're going to be

the laughingstock of the whole industry.

No, I saw her play the other night,

and she's actually pretty good.

Besides, think of the publicity it would generate.

And after what Jimmy's done, you can't trust his judgment.

No, but- come on, give her a go.

you've got nothing to lose.

She can't be any worse than anyone else that's played tonight.

Okay. we're gonna do

"feed me, fuck me, shut up and drive."

That's four bars of "e"...

yeah. I think I know it.

So, when can you start?

Today.

Although I think that's the only song of yours I know.

Hey, in the latest news from the rock scene,

Gutter Filth-

who rose up the charts with "deeper and deeper"-

looked like they were falling further and further

down the success ladder

when front man Jimmy Taranto left the band

to pursue his solo career.

Well, after searching far and wide for his replacement,

they eventually found someone, right on their back doorstep.

they have made the extraordinary move

of replacing Jimmy Taranto

with his ex-girlfriend, Candy Morgan.

Yeah.

And the record company's not quite sure

how the fans are going to react to this,

so they're sending Gutter Filth

on a back-to-the-roots tour.

can't wait for that. Yeah.

Have I ever told you you have a fine ass?

Including that time, I think about a million times.

I can't convince you to try a little bit of cock?

Once you've had it, you'll never turn back.

Whatever, darling. When will you give up?

When I get the chance to sink my cock into that sweet little ass of yours.

Sorry, honey. You know I eat hamburgers...

Not hot dogs.

Hi, Jen? How you goin'?

Good, babe. How you?

Good, good.

mm. mm.

Aw, nice. Does that feel nice on?

Yes, it does, and no, you can't borrow it.

please! I swear, I won't stretch it,

and I'll wash it before I give it back.

No! I don't ever want to see you in my clothes again.

You know, what you do in your time

is your business, darling,

but what I saw in Sydney has haunted me.

I don't want to have to deal with the visual images

and the nightmares...

that was one time in Oxford street...

...high, and I looked tons better than you would.

Oh, fuck's sake! G.B.!

Hi.

These are for you.

They're to relieve the boredom.

What? By playing cards?

No, by keeping score.

They're come cards.

It's a Jimmy thing.

Say you pick up a girl

or you pick up a guy,

you take 'em back to the hotel room.

Well, every time you come, you leave a card.

Well, does fucking the band count? Oh, yeah.

Otherwise, Dee here wouldn't have a chance in hell of finishing off a pack!

That's it, buddy! come here, gorgeous!

Well, you'd better give me two packs, then.

With pleasure.

Candy.

psst.

Candy.

Candy.

Hey, what a beautiful place.

Yeah. this is the record company's idea of a root tour.

The only root I'm gonna get round here is from a sheep.

I don't know, babe. all this fresh air and clean living,

might breed 'em with big asses.

Let's go in.

You must be the band.

Yeah, we're Gutter Filth.

Candy, G.B., Dee, and I'm their manager, Jennifer.

I'm Mick. Through that door's the band room.

Where's Dee?

Dee got lucky.

You're kidding me.

He's up there getting laid, getting his rocks off,

and I can't even find a girl around here

to give me a pity fuck.

you're a girl.

Fuck off.

Pity me.

Pretty please.

Come on, can't you smell the pheromones?

Fuck.

Buy you a beer.

No.

Why not? I'm, like, your biggest fan,

and you're the hottest drummer in the world.

I'd do anything for you.

Anything? Yeah, anything.

Can I have your panties?

My panties? Yeah. Of course.

Ohh!

Fuck!

Are you okay in there?

♪ oh, yeah ♪

♪ I got a bike ♪

♪ a big, black, shiny bike ♪

♪ I've got a bike ♪

♪ oh ♪

♪ it's a big, black, shiny bike ♪

♪ I said ♪

♪ I got a big ♪

♪ big, black, shiny bike ♪

♪ I've got a bike ♪

♪ a big, black, shiny bike ♪

♪ I got a bike ♪

♪ big, black, shiny bike ♪

♪ I got a bike ♪

♪ big, black, shiny bike ♪

♪ yeah ♪

♪ yeah ♪

♪ big ♪

♪ black ♪

♪ shiny ♪

♪ big, black bike ♪

Hey! That was the new one from Jimmy taranto,

"I've got a bike,"

a big, black, shiny bike.

vroom!

check it out, it's roaring up the charts.

take that bike away.

now, some other music news-

kids out there,

just because you can't sing

doesn't mean you can't have a hit record.

that's the new catchphrase from the new series

Australian idiot,

the show where lack of talent

doesn't necessarily mean lack of success.

I wonder, is this a reflection

of our modern Australian music industry?

You're back.

But I never left.

Oh, hi. How's it going?

Ursula, from Rock Bitch magazine.

Yeah. Yeah, cool.

Okay, I guess we should do the interview.

I'll just get this rolling.

Test, test.

'kay.

So, new lineup. How do you feel about it?

Yeah, good.

And how's the touring been going?

Tour's been good.

And, uh, what are your hopes for the band?

Don't know.

Done a lot of interviews?

Yeah.

You don't seem to have a lot to say.

Oh, yeah, eh?

Don't really need to say much.

So, how do you feel about having sex with strangers?

Where did you say you're from again?

Rock 'n' roll today magazine.

So... sex with strangers?

Yeah. Don't have an issue with it.

Cool. Would you like to fuck, then?

Oh, shit, yeah!

♪ I walked in ♪

♪ to my room ♪

♪ and he was making my bed ♪

♪ he cleaned up ♪

♪ the glassware ♪

♪ we smashed the bottle of brand ♪

♪ and up till now ♪

♪ nobody's written ♪

♪ a song about me ♪

♪ and up till now ♪

♪ nobody's lived to tell the story ♪

♪ we found an alleyway ♪

♪ down in little Vietnam ♪

♪ I held onto the fence ♪

♪ you held me up with your hands ♪

♪ and afterwards we laughed ♪

♪ we'd always wanted to do that ♪

♪ and afterwards we said ♪

♪ we've got to have more sex in public ♪

♪ ahh ahh ♪

♪ ahh ahh ♪

♪ I'll have you know ♪

♪ I like your hands ♪

♪ you walked in, I walked out ♪

♪ we never saw him again ♪

♪ and I've got my ♪

♪ addiction ♪

♪ to cigarettes ♪

Hey, who is that chick from rock 'n' roll today magazine?

What mag? Rock 'n' roll today.

I've never heard of it. it's not on my list.

That chick that just walked off then.

You'd better lay off the booze for a while, darling.

So.

How long are you going to keep this shit up?

Ah, fuck.

I can't get him out of my head.

I can understand that,

But you've got to put yourself first.

Think about what's important right now.

He doesn't love me.

I can't believe I was such a fool.

But there are so many people who do love you,

and are here to support you.

Come on, babe.

Fine. Fuck you.

If you want to sit here and destroy yourself

over this fucking asshole,

I'm going to leave you to it.

I'm sorry.

Don't be. just pull yourself together.

Hey, don't go.

I miss him.

So do I, sometimes.

I remember when we first met,

and how sweet I thought he was.

It was before the band got big.

He used to steal me flowers he got from people's garden.

Men are fucked.

As my friend Maria says, they smell

and they squirt white stuff at you.

Sometimes I think it'd be easier to be with a woman.

Well, you're not wrong there,

but it's hard being in relationships, no matter who you're with.

Especially in this industry.

Late nights, away for long periods of time.

You're out working while everyone else is out having fun.

I haven't met a woman yet

who can deal with coming second best to my job.

But there must be someone that you're keen on.

Come on, tell me. No.

come on. I'll give you tickle torture.

No, don't.

I'll tell you, I promise.

Promise?

I promise. just get off me.

Well, there is this one girl I like,

But she's always been in a relationship,

and I'm not into cutting anyone else's lunch.

She's single now, though.

I just don't know if she likes me.

Well, have you asked her?

No.

Maybe you should.

Maybe.

But you've got a sound check in 30 minutes,

and you stink. go have a shower.

♪ I came offstage straight to the bar ♪

♪ I asked him where the toilets are ♪

♪ it wasn't any veiled excuse ♪

Excuse me, can I buy you a drink?

♪ hey, what's your name? ♪

♪ I wanna sleep with you ♪

Can I get you a beer?

no, I'm okay, thanks.

♪ he took my hand in his, made a fist ♪

♪ said, "you'll feel better ♪

♪ "if you'll take this ♪

♪ I'll meet you here when you come out" ♪

♪ that he understood ♪

♪ he's the man I was so tired of hanging around ♪

♪ don't talk ♪

♪ just because you can ♪

You know, I will have that drink.

♪ ...you'll be bad ♪

♪ take control ♪

♪ have a plan ♪

♪ take me home and use me bad ♪

♪ but don't talk ♪

♪ just because you can ♪

♪ I'm not using you for that ♪

♪ take control ♪

♪ have a plan ♪

♪ take me home and use me bad ♪

♪ I'm gonna use you for my own devices ♪

♪ and I don't care what the consequences are ♪

♪ this is simple ♪

♪ I can do it ♪

♪ just don't say a word ♪

♪ don't start it ♪

♪ I made a friend in the cubicle ♪

♪ he took my hand as I wrote the bill ♪

♪ we made a pact to talk again ♪

♪ but if I wanted to talk ♪

♪ would have found someone that I found interesting ♪

♪ can never get a cab when you need one most ♪

♪ he had his hands underneath my clothes ♪

♪ and as we rode on into the night ♪

♪ well, I couldn't say ♪

♪ I feel empty now but I'm hoping it'll go away ♪

♪ don't talk ♪

♪ just because you can ♪

♪ I'm not using you for that ♪

♪ take control ♪

♪ have a plan ♪

♪ take me home and use me bad ♪

♪ but don't talk ♪

♪ just because you can ♪

♪ I'm not using you for that ♪

♪ take control ♪

♪ have a plan ♪

♪ take me home and use me bad ♪

♪ I'm gonna use you for my own devices ♪

♪ and I don't care what the consequences are ♪

♪ this is simple ♪

♪ I can do it ♪

♪ just don't say a word- you'll spoil it ♪

♪ I'm gonna warn you to be gone in the morning ♪

You're due onstage in five.

Well, if you have time next week,

we can have some rehearsal?

Rehearsals? Yeah.

Oh, yeah, yeah. That'd be great.

Sometime next week? Yeah.

Cool. What do you reckon?

Sounds good. Anytime you're ready.

No, dude, I was just thinking that

a lot of people don't see the correlation between tin tin and kafia.

I mean, that sounds silly saying it.

I've got tin tin tapes.

Oh, really? where'd you get that?

It's ancient.

I don't even know where I picked it up.

Tin tin was great, but, I mean, you know...

in Australia, he hasn't really progressed anywhere.

Unlike you guys.

Great show tonight.

Since the last time I saw you, some new songs.

Love your bass-playing. thanks.

It's- it's like... um...

Cortez.

no, what's his name? Poncho Villa?

The bass player in Neil Young's band?

uhh...

Well, anyway, it's like stuff that...

It's like playing guitar more than bass.

It's more like- it comes down to the chords.

Yeah, yeah.

Hello!

We'll talk.

No worries, mate. All right.

You seem to be having a little trouble with your beer.

Yeah, just a little bit.

I happen to be an expert at opening beers.

Oh, well, thank you.

My name's, uh... G.B.

How you doing, man? Good.

Awesome show. It was really good.

Oh, good.

I'm Roxy. Yeah, yeah.

You know, I'm actually-

I'm actually the lead of Gutter Filth.

Oh, are you?

Oh, awesome.

I-I started the band.

Really? Yeah.

Hey, how you doing?

Ah, good, man.

Good show tonight. It was great. cheers.

You up for a line? Yeah, sure.

Yeah?

No, what's the name of your band?

Gutter Filth.

Gutter what? Gutter Filth.

Interesting.

What, you don't like it?

Eh, it's all right.

I heard someone saying

that we're going to tour with Mach Pelican.

yeah, right. They're good. Really good.

They are? Yeah, go for it. Cheers.

Cheers.

Like, Wednesday, I'm going to hot studio.

Wednesday? mm.

Sure. Sure.

I'll check my schedule and see what I can do.

Let's do it, then.

Cool.

Fuck, yeah!

Another one? I'm in the mood tonight. Let's fuckin' do it.

Sure.

Hey, fuck it. Whatever.

Aah. It stings.

You sticking around for a while?

Yeah, I'll hang out for a while.

What are you doing after this?

Whatever goes, really.

Cheers.

♪ if I knew then what I know today ♪

♪ I'd still have fucked up anyway ♪

♪ growing old's no education ♪

♪ the more it works, the more it needs ♪

♪ vacation ♪

♪ all right ♪

♪ I knew a man with a massive penis ♪

♪ he used to wash it every morning ♪

♪ with an oven cleaner ♪

I'll fuck you up the ass.

I'd love you to.

No.

What?

I'm going to get out of here.

Cool. see you later.

Can you take me home?

Yeah, sure, babe. I'll take you back to the hotel.

No. Home home.

Whatever you want. I'll look after you. Come on.

good night.

'night.

Ugh.

Well, it looks like Jimmy Taranto

is up shit creek without a paddle,

as photos have begun circulating the internet

of Taranto splayed and restrained

with a rather large,

unidentified brown mass on his chest.

Hmm. We'll have to sniff that one out.

Meanwhile, his manager, Mia Mikisla,

has dumped his sorry ass

and left him to sort out his mess on his own.

Bitch.

His record company is in damage control,

and they've invited the press down to take happy snaps

of Jimmy handing out food to the homeless.

However, it hasn't helped his record sales.

His new album has yet to enter the charts,

and his single has dropped

a massive 124 places on the charts.

What happened?

Jimmy's been caught with scat on his chest.

Ironically, his old band, Gutter Filth,

will have reason to celebrate tonight,

as their new single, "feed me, fuck me, shut up and drive"

has hit number one today!

Check it out here at rock tv. yeah.

I should probably get going.

The record company's chucking us this big bash tonight

to celebrate our success.

I was thinking I could pick you up about seven?

Sure.

Great. See you then.

Don't you know who I am?

Yeah. Mr. taranto.

but, look, the bosses have told me tonight,

If your name's not on the guest list, you can't come in.

Going by this here, your name is not here.

It's just bad luck.

Candy! Hey! It's great to see you!

You look fantastic.

Hey, Jennifer.

um... I really like your shoes.

See, I'm with these guys.

actually, maybe you can help me out...

...with a little problem I'm having. Perhaps.

There's been some kind of fuck-up. they've forgot to put my name on the list.

That's a shame. maybe we'll go in,

and I'll try and sort something out for you in there.

That'll be cool.

Yeah, I'll just be hanging out here for you guys.

Trashy.

You know what you are?

Tell me what I am.

A dirty, dirty girl.

What pretty lingerie.

And I can see your nipple through it.

But you know what you need to complete your outfit?

Open your mouth

and cover your teeth with your lips

like you do when you suck those cocks you love so much.

I don't like to suck cock.

All sluts suck cock.

Now rub your lips together.

There. Now you look like my little slut.

Like your little slut?

And you know what my little slut likes to do?

She likes to dance.

Show me how my slut dances.

Wiggle your hips.

Now, thrust.

Touch yourself.

Now, get on your back.

♪ whip me, please ♪

♪ I'm queer ♪

♪ harder, please ♪

♪ thank you, dear ♪

♪ whip me ♪

♪ I'm queer ♪

♪ harder, please ♪

♪ another beer ♪

♪ tie me up ♪

♪ and strip me down ♪

♪ would you fill my face in ♪

♪ bring me to the ground ♪

♪ watch my backhand ♪

♪ feel my ass ♪

♪ this keeps me in touch with the ♪

♪ upper class ♪

♪ I've got duality prevention ♪

♪ so hit me with suspension ♪

You filthy pig! Lick it up!

♪ whip me ♪

♪ I'm queer ♪

♪ harder, please ♪

♪ thank you, dear ♪

♪ whip me ♪

♪ I'm queer ♪

♪ harder, please ♪

♪ another beer ♪

Let me go slip into something a little more comfortable.

Suck it.

I'm a bit of a raunchy redhead.

I wrote a song called "35 to 40."

Want to know what it's about?

No, tell me.

It's about the time I spend between a woman's legs

before I fuck her brains out.

Really? That's nice.

Hey, Candy, Candy.

I'm so sorry.

I should have never left you,

and I realize now you're the only woman for me,

and I know you and me will make a really great team.

It's too late for that now. come on, Candy.

You know you couldn't do this without me.

Jimmy, let go. Come on, babe. It's me.

Jimmy, stop it.

Hey, no! I won't let you do this to me!

You'd be nothing without me! I made you...!

Jimmy, calm down. calm down.

It's all right.

I missed you.

And I love you.

Yeah, I missed you too.

Really?

I missed one thing about you.

Let's get out of here.

Hey, no. let's do it like old times.

I'll meet you in the men's.

Okay.

Make sure you're hard.

...Take a picture.

Hey, babe, are you okay?

What was all that about?

Nothing.

Do you want to get out of here?

Sure. You okay?