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♪ I let you down

♪ That's my crime

♪ Now everything

♪ Is gonna be fine

Wake up.

We're on.

I'm stuck.

Stuck to the fucking car.

You're leaving?

Well, I think it's pretty obvious.

We're finished.

I knew you didn't have the stomach for this.

I'm not signing this.

Then you better lawyer up.

Can't we all just walk away with some dignity?

Dignity ain't an option after what Brian did.

I've always wanted to do that.

Oh, you are fucking kidding me.

Where the fuck have you--

Hello, sorry, sorry.

Sorry, what?

Is this a joke?

What is it?

It's Brian.

He's dead.

What?

His cleaner's just found him.

Shit a brick.

What happened? - Fuck.

It's sounds like that auto-erotic fixation thing.

Is his cat okay?

He doesn't drive though.

Oh, it doesn't involve cars.

You put a belt around your neck while you're having a, uh,

Yeah, we'll try to make it as soon as possible.

Okay.

Thank you. Cheers, thank you.

Okay. Goodbye.

Why would you do that?

It feels amaze-- I mean,

everyone's doing it now.

It's a thing.

Yeah, everyone's doing it.

David Carradine, Michael Hutchins.

Can't think of anyone else.

Are you looking for more on Google?

No, I was going to tweet the news.

Let's hold off for a few hours

and figure out what we're going to say first.

Never would've picked you as the sentimental type.

So, what happened?

I thought you were quitting anyway.

The thing is if we don't fight this,

really fight it, then that asshole gets the band name,

the royalties, everything.

Don't know if I can do this.

Courts, lawyers, judges, juries, bailiffs,

and that women just typing.

Stenographer.

And they're all wearing wigs.

Do I have to buy a wig?

I can't even afford to pay my rent.

Don't worry. I'll handle it.

Everything's going to be fine.

This does not look fine!

Oh, I'm going to be sick.

Oh, your hands.

They okay?

I can only move my thumb and forefinger.

Oh, the drum solo in "Sticks for Kicks"

is gonna suck even more now.

You know, the drummer from Def Leppard's only got one arm.

Yeah, but he's shit.

Fair one.

Where's Count Fuckula?

How'd he get under the wheel?

I put him there.

You put him under the car?

Oh.

Oh, I get it.

I see, you get rid of him first, then get rid of me.

Make it look like a accident.

What are you talking about?

It is an accident.

You crashed the car.

You were never worried about him.

You just want it all for yourself.

No, no, the car was rolling.

I had no choice.

You said you'd do something like this.

What?

Don't even think about it.

Get off me!

I'm sorry, sorry, sorry.

Oh, come on!

Oh come on you piece of shit!

Hey!

Not the face!

Stop, stop, no, no!

The book says we should get rid of negative influences.

Okay then.

Idiot.

Oh, give me a fucking break.

Are we gonna sit in silence the whole way?

Not sure there's much to say.

Look, if you three just sign this fucking thing,

I'll at least stop talking to you.

You know he's only doing this

to buy giant pool in his garden.

Oh sweet. I want a pool.

Look, if Brian was alive, he'd back me up on this.

The actual hierarchy of a band

goes guitar, bass, keys, and drums.

That's how you list 'em in the liner notes.

What about Genesis?

Oh yeah.

What are you talking about?

Phil Collins, lead singer and drummer of Genesis.

Well I don't listen to motherfucking Gensis.

You don't listen to common sense.

I don't remember that band.

Do you know what? Screw this.

I was one of the founders.

You had no success until we joined.

I kind of liked our previous stuff.

The only reason you're in this bad

is because your vagina sells more tickets.

Before this vagina joined,

it was just you and Brian fucking about in a garage.

Literally.

He told you about us?

Just that you're the one thing he fingered

more than his guitar.

Yeah, until you showed up.

Listen, don't think for second that the keys to the band

goes to whoever sucked Brian's dick last.

Oh, that'd be me then.

What?

Well, it was meant to be a hand job,

but I got carried away.

Bottom line, I was Brian's muse for all of his best work.

Who do you think "Too Hot to Handle" was all about?

That doesn't justify you getting all the damn money.

Brian told me that's the case.

Jesus Chris. This isn't worth it.

Just give me the fucking thing. I'll sign it now.

Watch the shitting road!

Is he dead?

No idea.

I don't think he'll be doing any stage diving anytime soon.

It looks like your headbanging days are over too.

You're not looking too clever yourself.

Nah.

I've got used to it.

Reminds me of that photo shoot we did for NME.

Oh yeah, that was pretty wild.

Head banging.

I just got that.

It's a good one.

What did he have to go and kill himself?

I don't think he meant to.

But he certainly fucked us all.

He did.

Yeah, he did.

We're still friends though, right?

We were never friends.

Oh, come on.

Hug it out.

For Brian, yeah?

Come on.

There we are.

There we go.

Yeah.

Just kidding.

I'm gonna kill you.

What the fuck?

What the fuck are you doing?

Fucking bitch!

Give me that!

Where you going?

Come here you fucking--

There's no point in trying to run.

No one's going to help you.

After I kill you, I'm going to go to your shitty flat

and piss on your shitty fucking keyboard.

Stop!

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

We got a gig tomorrow.

I'm going solo.

Hey, guys. It's me, Brian.

So look, I know things are going a bit shit at the moment.

It's been ages since we've had a hit.

And I think it's pretty obvious what the problem is.

The band has such potential to be out of this world,

but we're just not reaching that destination.

When the three of you play, it's beyond words.

The rhythm, the melodies, the feelings you generate

make me legs tingle, give me butterflies in my stomach,

have me headbanging so much, my neck hurts.

And then I had my piece,

and it just feels a bit, well, crap.

It's you guys that the heart and soul of the band.

You could stick anyone in front of the mic

and paint their face.

Hell, I bet people won't even notice it's not me.

In the meantime, I'm sure you'll get some extra sales

from me knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door.

Just to be clear, I'm going to kill myself.

And don't worry, it will be tastefully done.

I know it will be a bit painful at first, but trust me,

you'll come out of this so much stronger.

So yeah, that's it really.

It's been fun.

Especially all the sex.

Take care of each other.

Everything is going to be fine.

You know, like our song,

the only one the public liked.

Well, I hope it was a good wank, Brian.

♪ I'll let you know

♪ That's my crime

♪ Now everything

♪ Is gonna be fine

♪ I stole your rent

♪ Pretend it was mine

♪ Now everything

♪ Is gonna be fine

♪ I tied the knot

♪ I crossed the line

♪ Now everything

♪ Is gonna be fine

♪ I hit that high

♪ It feels just fine

♪ Now everything

♪ Is gonna be fine

♪ Imagine trapped online

♪ Trying to own it all

♪ Looking for them to stop

♪ Kneel down, stand tall

♪ Unless he lightens up

♪ Calling it on his own

♪ Susana all made up

♪ Tomorrow I'm coming home

♪ I let you down

♪ And that's my crime

♪ Now everything

♪ Is gonna be fine