Ah, look at you, Cleveland!
Put your hands together for this one.
What say?
From the top!
Yeah!
Thank you.
We love you, Cleveland! Whoo!
- Dudes! Yeah! - Yeah!
Do you have any idea how rare that is? That kind of energy...
...coming off the crowd and feeding us?
And us feeding it right back to them? That is what it's all about, my brothers.
We are gonna be huge!
- More importantly, how were my moves? - Those moves.
I got the best seat in the house between the guitar and bass...
...and you rocked. Yeah! - Yeah!
- Oh, now, that was classic Vesuvius. - Billy.
Nice show. Whoo!
- Hey, what did the label say? - Let's start with some beers first.
Those are on me, and those are imported.
- Imported. Sounds like good news, right? Or bad.
Be right back. - More like awesome news.
Matchbook Records just offered us an awesome contract...
...and it is awesome.
- We're gonna be rich! - I'm gonna get a Fiero.
I'm so happy. I'm so happy.
There's just one hitch.
They want you to replace Fish.
President of the label wants his nephew in the band.
Fish is the heart and soul of this band. We've been together since high school.
- He came up with the name Vesuvius. - Yeah, he's great.
Guys, they're gonna put money behind you. That means videos, touring...
No. Forget it, Billy.
We're not gonna sell him out because some rich kid...
...wants to play rock star. Forget it. - All right.
I'm calling the head of the label now. Tell him where he can stick his nephew.
Oh, there was talk of you guys opening for Whitesnake...
...but sometimes opportunity knocks twice, right?
- Whitesnake, man. - Dude, I love that band.
I mean, think about it. Fish will land on his feet, right?
Like I said, he's a great drummer.
Right. He's gonna be fine.
Billy, hang up that phone.
You traitors!
Start the van, man. He's coming!
We lost him.
- I don't think that went too well. - What a baby.
- We did it, guys. All right. - We totally did it.
- That was kind of awesome! - It's gonna be all right.
I think we lost him.
That's definitely gonna be in a book about us.
He didn't fit.
After all we've been through? And you sell me out just like that?
Oh, my God. He was like a jet plane.
- So fast. - Fast runner.
- Definitely a fast runner. - I didn't know how fast he was!
I was going 60.
- He ran like a gazelle, right? - I was gonna say that.
- Like, his stride was really big. - Yeah, really big.
Like he'd lived with animals or something, in the woods.
And he, like, mimicked their... Aah!
Jesus, man, keep going!
Oh, my...
We gotta shake him loose, man!
I will drag you down to hell with me. I will eat your souls.
Hit the brakes, man!
Oh, my God, Kerr. You killed him.
You killed him.
He deserved it, man.
He's dead.
He can't be killed.
Dude, he can't be killed. He can't be killed.
Back it up, back it up.
He's a zombie!
I don't need you!
I'm gonna be 10 times bigger than you! No!
A billion times bigger than you! No!
Eleventy billion, trillion...
... vermillion times bigger than you!
Jeez, this would be a great album if I could ever listen to it.
New Vesuvius, fellas.
Waited in line two hours last night to get it. Supposed to be amazing.
Everybody thought they peaked when their sixth album went platinum...
...but then they came back...
...and blew the doors off with Devil's Nursery.
- Devil's Nursery rocks. Look at those faces.
It's the etchings of time, man. These guys have really lived, you know?
Yeah, I know.
Oh, you a fan? I mean, how could you not be, right?
I don't really listen to heavy-metal music.
- Oh, dude, you gotta hear this. - No, I don't.
- No, seriously, if you've never heard... - Seriously, I'm not interested.
Trust me. One track, you're gonna be hooked for life.
- Zammit's Metal Racking. - Hello, Zammit's Metal Racking. What?
You wanna hear the new Vesuvius?
Yeah. It's sweet, huh?
I'll burn you a copy.
Can you hold, please?
Do not tell me that this was about them.
Well, as it happens, by coincidence, it was the new album...
...by Vesuvius.
- Damn it, Rob. - Which is terrible, by the way.
- Totally overproduced. - Really? Okay, look. Rob.
I know that we've been through this a whole bunch...
...and I know you think you're getting past it...
...but this is not getting past it. It has been 20 years. Let it go.
I have let it go...
...and the universe keeps shoving Vesuvius back in my face.
Look, guppy, I don't think I can do this anymore.
This just isn't working for me. I'm sorry. I think it's time...
- I break up with you. - What?
- I break up with you. l... - No.
- No! - Yes.
- What? - What were you gonna say?
- I interrupted you. - You just said what I was gonna say.
I am breaking up with you, so quiet.
I am fantastic. You don't break up with me.
I'm gonna have to ask you to pack your things and leave.
This is my apartment.
This is gonna be great.
A fresh start, you know, get my life back on track.
That's the attitude, Robert. - Thanks, sis.
So you'll be on your feet...
...and out of this house in what, about a week?
- Lisa, come on. Give the guy a break. - Thank you, Stan.
Talk about your missed opportunity. Imagine if he was still in Vesuvius.
My brother-in-law in Vesuvius.
Know what our lives would be like?
I'd be wearing silk underwear right now.
It's like winning the lottery...
...and having the lottery ticket ripped up in front of your face.
Thank you, Stan.
Thought we weren't supposed to use the V-word in front of Uncle Rob.
He can take it.
So have you heard? Matt got into MIT.
- Oh. That's my boy.
That makes sense. Last time I saw you, you were building a robot.
How'd that ever work out?
That was eight years ago, when I was 10.
- Do you have a girlfriend? - Ha!
Maybe you want to take a can of shut up.
Matt is also in a band, playing the prom.
- The only way he'd ever get to go. Hey.
I swear if you don't stop annoying me, I'm gonna shave your head in your sleep.
I'd still be the pretty child.
Matt. - Violet, Matt, stop it.
A band, huh? So, what do you call yourselves?
A.D.D.
Add? Huh.
- Well, it's short. - What?
Easy to remember.
No. It's A.D.D., as in attention deficit disorder.
Oh, good, you changed it, because "Add" really blew.
Robby, you know I love you...
...but letting you stay here isn't gonna solve your problems.
Of course. Just ditch me, like everyone else has.
It's called tough love, kid.
But what about the sweet love, where you say, " Hey...
...stay as long as you want, and here's some cash so you can fix your car."
- In your dreams, pal. - Sis, come on.
I'm feeling really good about the future, you know?
Like all of this is... Ah!
Robert?
Where is Jeremy? I swear, I am gonna kill him when he shows up.
Here he comes, with his mom.
Hi, Jeremy. Hi, Jeremy's Mom.
Hey, guys. So I kind of got suspended from school today...
...and I can't play prom.
- Wait. What? - Tell them what you did, Jeremy.
I kind of brought hash brownies to the Spanish Club luncheon.
- Not bueno. And?
And Seņorita Horowitz kind of got really stoned...
...and passed out in the locker room.
And?
And somebody kind of drew a, uh...
A penis.
A penis on a grown woman's face.
And now he can't walk during graduation.
Every mother's dream. Let's go, Jeremy.
See you guys. Rock hard.
A penis.
- Prom is in two days. - Not for us, it's not.
You know what?
Blessing in disguise.
Who wants to play some crappy school dance anyway?
I do. And so do you.
- Whatever. - I could ask my uncle.
- I don't think we're that desperate. - He was an original member of Vesuvius.
- I bet he can still play. - Yeah, but he's ancient.
Let's start looking for a new drummer.
Yeah, so am I in?
- Hey, wh... - Sorry, Uncle Rob. Were we too loud?
"Too loud" is not in my vocabulary. How dare you?
- Excuse me? - How dare you call yourself a musician?
Loads of bands use drum loops.
Loads of elevators play Celine Dion. That don't make it right.
Now get your devil box out of here.
Move it, Moby Dick.
Go.
My work here is done.
- That's your uncle. - That's my uncle.
We've kind of exhausted all our other options, so...
- I don't have any better ideas. - Okay, fine. Go talk to him.
Hey, Uncle Rob, can I talk to you?
I will not buy beer for you and your friends...
...nor rent you my password to porn sites.
Rent...? No, no. I was...
I was actually just wondering if you'd play with us at our prom gig.
What did you just say?
I was wondering if you'd play the drums with us, just for one night.
Absolutely not.
I haven't played the drums in 20 years. Drumming is pain...
...and I've had more than enough pain for one lifetime.
Look.
Come... Just meet me up here.
We need a drummer, okay? And you play the drums.
You've been a pretty terrible uncle over the years.
Yeah, you only come by when you need something from my mom.
You never remember my birthday. You called me Max until I was 11.
Okay, what's your point, Matt?
This is...
This is really, really important to me.
I'm not what you would call a social butterfly.
You know?
Playing this gig...
...is probably the closest I'm ever gonna get to...
...breaking the ice with, you know, the ladies.
You're looking to score. I can respect that.
Anyway, if you really are my uncle...
...my family...
...you will do this one thing for me.
- Matt, where is he? - He said he would be here.
He doesn't know the songs, and I thought he'd be here early.
He said he didn't need to, he could play with us in his sleep.
He said he feeds on God juice and miracles spring forth.
Never fear, niņos. Got our laminates. All access. Drives the chicks wild.
Hey, are you ready? We're on in five minutes.
Five minutes? What? We're headlining. We shouldn't go on till 11.
It's the prom. It's over at 11.
Wait. So we're on in five minutes? Seriously, five minutes?
Okay.
Wow. That's... Five minutes. Eye of the tiger.
Bang a gong, get it on. Bang a gong.
Get it on, all night long, bang a gong, get it on. Rock me, Amadeus.
Oh!
- I'm gonna be so sick. - A little pre-show ritual.
- Did you just...? - Lucky charm.
Some people carry a rabbit's foot, I rock a pocket of puke.
Now, ladies and gentlemen, A.D.D.
Follow my lead.
One, two, three.
A.D. D, ladies and gentlemen. A.D.D.
Now it's time for your prom king and queen's first dance.
Stop. Stop.
Woo-hoo! Rock and roll. Thank you, Cleveland!
Yeah! What a show! Come on. Mattie, chest bump.
Here we go. How awesomely sweet was that?
Oh, yeah, if by awesomely sweet, you mean a horrific train wreck...
...we will never live down, then, yeah, it was super awesomely sweet.
It was like that scene in Titanic. You know, the one where they all die.
What? We rocked the balls off that place!
- You are delusional. - You got that right, sourpuss.
You know what else? A.D.D. just landed itself a new bricklaying drummer...
...and his name is Fish.
Dude. Wake up.
You just ruined that show and you're never playing with this band again.
Thanks.
Hello. Hello.
Is Curtis at home? - Who is asking?
Robert. Fishman.
- My friends call me Fish. - Fish.
I'm the drummer in the band from the...
From the prom.
Oh.
Oh, you're serious. Oh, wow. Okay, I'm sorry.
Curtis said that the drummer was older. I just... I figured college.
- So and you're his older sister? - That's very flattering. No, I'm his mom.
No, you're not. Seriously, you're not.
What is your name?
Well, usually, Curtis's little friends call me Ms. Powell.
- Ms. Powell? - Mm-hm.
There's the cutest little jazz club...
You know, I'm sorry. I just don't date my son's friends.
You know? It's just icky.
- Right. Yeah. - Kids are in the back.
Uh, Curtis? Honey? Your play date's here.
So sweetie, what time is your mom picking you up?
You're hysterical.
You have no idea. I'll see you guys.
If it isn't the one-man band.
Okay.
Look.
I haven't played in front of an audience in 20 years...
...and so maybe, possibly...
...I got a little carried away and out of control, and I'm sorry.
But I can make it up to you. What if I told you...
...I could get us a gig? - I'd say you're full of shit.
Oh, whoa. Curtis, 1991 called. They want their teenage angst back.
Oh, my God, they just called again. They want that joke back.
Hang on. A gig? Like when U2 plays and everybody's like:
"Yeah, U2! I love you."
Yes. These songs need to be heard, man. Seriously!
Who writes these songs, anyway?
- I do. - Abandonment issues.
Daddy bailed when he was 4, so...
Well, there's a crazy mojo working with Mr. Dark and Broody there...
...and me likey.
So what do you say we lay down tracks...
...with Uncle Fish at the kit, and let me run with it?
- All right, band meeting. - Okay. Huddle up.
No, just us three. The band.
Yeah. I'll be in my office.
Okay, perhaps last night he was a bit ostentatious...
...with his performance style, but you can't deny the fact that he's got chops.
- No way, man. I told him he's out. You can't deny it.
All right, you guys. Let's just think about it like this.
It might be kind of cool...
...you know, if he were in the band. We'd have it all:
The magnetic but tormented lead singer...
...the awkward, neurotic, super-nerd... - That's me. That's me.
...the kind of ironic, postmodern you know, punk girl...
...and the ancient crazy-faces-making rocker.
You can't tell me you've seen anything like that.
- For good reason. This isn't a joke to me. - You think it is to us?
What have we got to lose?
All right. If he delivers a gig, I'll give him a chance.
Woo-hoo! Yes.
Hello, Concrete Jungle?
Galardy's Bar & Grill.
Oh, hi. Is this the Hi-Fi Club? I played there in 1985 with Vesuvius.
I am with the band A.D.D. I have a demo.
I have a new band. It's called A... Hello?
We have not yet rocked Akron.
Yes, do you have auditions? Thank you.
Thank you. You're closed?
Okay. I'll try back.
Oh, what are you doing here?
I'm working on a song.
Oh, uh-oh. Look out, everybody. Genius at work.
Lennon and McCartney rolled into one.
- I'd like to get back to work. - How many songs in that book?
Probably 211.
Wow.
That's like 500 albums.
I was never so much of a songwriter. More of a name-the-band kind of guy.
Different skill set. Still important. Can I look at what you are writing?
Dude, we are a band, okay? Bands share everything.
- Deodorant. Buses. Chicks. - I'd just rather not.
- We're like a family. - No.
I'll be gentle.
Okay.
- These are some great lyrics. - Thank you.
"Tomorrow never comes."
So true. I don't understand it, but that's heavy, man.
- Thanks. - That's good stuff.
Thank you.
So your dad took off when you were just a little kid?
Mm. That must have been tough.
You miss what you never knew.
- What are you doing? - That's good.
- "You miss what you never knew." - It is? You like it?
- Yeah. - And you can have it, gratis.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
Are you gonna finish that?
- Yeah. - Thank you.
- So any luck getting us a gig? - Yeah.
It's just about finding the right showcase.
It's just focusing on the perfect showcase.
No one likes the demo.
I mean, it's stupid to think anybody but me would be into it.
What? This music is great, and I can prove it.
- How? - Let's ride.
This, my friend, is called the drive test.
If we can drive around with no place to go...
...blast the music, and feel like we're on top of the world...
...then we know we're onto something.
Sing it.
Like you mean it!
Come on.
Right?
How do you come up with those rhymes? "Busted, trusted."
I don't know how you come up with it. I like this part.
Isn't it something, Cleveland? A.D. D!
- This guy! - And this guy!
- Mosh pit! - Mosh?
Slam dance!
It does make you feel invincible, huh? Like everything is possible now!
And you know what?
If we can bring that to an audience, even for four and a half minutes...
...then we've got something.
Give me your phone.
Make it turn into a camera.
- That? Okay. - Yeah.
Give me a rebel yell on three. Three, two, one!
That is the moment we knew we were gonna be huge.
Whoo!
Hello?
Yeah, hold on a sec. Robert!
Ow! - Robert!
I'm busy.
- Phone! Jeez.
Now.
I think it's about a job.
How could it not be about a job?
One of those ones I've been looking so hard for.
Hello, this is Fish. What?
What? Yeah! No, hold on. Hold on.
Yeah.
- Gone... That's what I did. - Yeah, but you sing the harmony.
Oh, jeez.
That needs to be fixed.
God. I have news...
...but you know what? Before I reveal said news...
...we need to work on some things, including stage presence.
Why? Because A.D.D. has a gig.
- What? - A gig?
A gig! Yes!
- Whoo! - Yes!
We are playing the Tiger Room in Fort Wayne, Indiana...
...Saturday night. We are hitting the "muh-huh-fuh-ing" road.
Oh, Indiana.
My mom's not gonna let me go to Indiana.
- No, my mom's not gonna let me go. Listen up, kiddies.
You don't ask your parents for permission to rock.
You think The Beatles went to their mums and dads:
"Hello, Mum. Hello, Dad.
May I have permission to go with my mates...
...to a little pub called Shea Stadium...
...and rock the world for the rest of eternity?" No!
They were adults! You're an ad... They were adults.
- What about the church-retreat excuse? - What's that?
It's like, " Mom, Dad, I really wanna go on this church retreat...
...that I heard about so that I can learn about the Bible...
...you know, and meet other teenagers who share my interest in the Bible."
- Ha. This works? Yeah.
You just print up a fake flyer on Photoshop...
...show it to your parents, and you're at a show.
Give it up right now, daughter of Beelzebub.
Hit me.
Nothing. Nothing. You're a tough cookie...
...but I'm gonna get a smile out of you yet.
Smiling is for the weak.
I can't believe we're stealing my mom's car.
It's not stealing when you're family.
But still, don't tell your mom.
Hop in.
I'm so nervous.
- Did you just sneeze on my face? - No, that wasn't me.
What you working on?
You going to ask to hear something every time you see me writing?
Pretty much, yep.
- It's called "Bitter." - Butter?
"Bitter."
It's a song?
- Yeah, it's a song. - Let's hear some.
It goes:
And it goes on like that.
Well, the cyanide and razor blades are in the glove box. Help yourself.
- Come on. Hey. Hey. Hey. - What?
It's really good stuff. It's like poetry.
I just wanna say, I am so excited we're on the road.
We are doing it. We're living our dream.
This is it. This is what it's about, living our dream.
You know, we don't stop. We don't stop for anything. We just...
I'd better stop.
Come on, Robert. Let's go.
I can't believe you called the cops on me.
- You stole my car, Robert. - I topped off your fluids.
Oh, get a job!
I had a job, an awesome gig that was gonna pay $ 100...
...until you reported your car missing. - Oh, take responsibility!
You!
- So long, Mattie. - So long...
Don't talk! You are not allowed to speak!
You are not allowed to drive...
In fact, to do anything for the rest of the summer.
You can take away the wheels and his right to free speech...
...but you cannot take away the dream.
Damn right.
Shut up, Stan. Get out of my house, Robert.
Hey, Fish, Fish, Fish. Listen.
I'm really sorry she made me drop a dime on you.
It's okay, buddy.
Hey, give me the heavy-metal devil horns.
Now lock them with me.
My brother.
Oh, man, thanks for letting me stay here, Mr. Lee.
I really appreciate it. Yeah, those rice bags look comfortable.
Fish, no one has eaten more takeout than you.
You put my kids through college.
You stay until you get back on your feet, huh?
Thanks, Mr. Lee.
Wow. That heat is tremendous.
Take this.
- What's this for? - For the rats.
Rats?
Uncle Rob?
Hey. Hey, I thought you were grounded.
Technically, I'm at the library for the next 10 minutes.
But I'm not, really. I'm here.
Phew.
It's uncomfortably hot down here.
So, what brings you to the House of Lee?
I have a way...
...we can still practice.
So I've taken four webcams...
... then interfaced our computers to create a non-delayed...
... real-time virtual network.
Hello? Is this thing on?
- Can you hear us? - Is this working?
Testing, testing.
Mike check. Check. Can you hear me?
This thing on?
- It's a camera, it's not a mike. - I can hear you.
- We can hear you. - Okay, let's do this.
- Oh! - Oh, wow.
- Oh! It's not a mike, Uncle Rob.
What? - Is anybody else seeing this?
Okay. All right.
Am I the only one seeing this? Why is no one else reacting?
- Try "Tomorrow Never Comes." - Curtis, are you watching this?
- Okay, "Tomorrow Never Comes." - This is sick. Fish.
- Oh, God. Okay. Okay, here we go.
One, two, one, two, three, four...
No. Yeah. I know, I keep trying to download the homework...
...but my annoying brother is hogging all the bandwidth.
Some stupid practice in our garage.
Hang on. I'll call you back.
Hello, YouTube.
Oh, dude, this is that thing they were talking about on Stern.
Holy shit. I think that's Robert.
What next, guys? Oh, that's a lot of Robert.
What do you wanna do next?
Leon, come here, come here.
That's... This guy's hilarious.
That's my brother-in-law.
- The song's pretty g... - Taking a little noodle break.
Just had dinner with him. Get out of here.
Ahem. You want to share this with the rest of the class, huh?
Oh. What is that?
What's next? Let's keep going.
- Let's keep up this energy. - Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Oh, God. Okay.
I'm telling you, that's the naked drummer.
Are you sure, man? It's kind of hard to tell with his clothes on.
It is the naked drummer.
Hey, fam. I got here as fast as I could.
There he is. I don't recognize you with clothes on.
David Marshall, head of A and R for Matchbook Records.
Matchbook Records?
By the way, I'm Stan. I'm kind of with the band.
Great, great.
He's come all the way from Los Angeles to meet you, Robert.
We're on the Internet. On the Internet.
Over a million hits and counting.
- You know what that sound is? Anybody? - No.
What about you, Norm from Cheers?
That's the sound of the money truck backing up to your door.
But my team at Matchbook, we see more than money.
We see beyond the gimmick of the naked drummer.
It's a fun video. We're laughing at it, laughing...
...but then we're humming the songs. It's the rope-a-dope.
Know what I mean? The rope-a-dope. We're laughing, laughing, then boom!
Out of nowhere, we're singing and humming the tunes. Why?
Why would we do that? I'll tell you why. Because the songs kick F-ing ass.
Wow! All these years, wearing a suit to the office.
- I should have been a naked drummer! - Absolutely. Here's the dealio.
If A.D.D. has more tunes like that, then Matchbook is very interested.
I'm sure you guys got a lot of heat. Lot of people coming after you.
Yeah, I didn't pay taxes in the '90s.
The phone's been ringing off the hook with offers.
Good. Good to know. Okay. We're in the pressure cooker.
We are through the looking glass, amigos.
I'm gonna call my people, I'm gonna come back and holler at you.
Excuse me a sec.
We're gonna be signed. We're gonna be signed.
- Well... - I'm gonna go call Amelia and Curtis.
I love your new tat. I just got it done.
I'll validate you on your way out.
All right, thanks.
Hello. I'm here for A.D.D.
Name?
Robert Fishman.
Studio 3.
Wait. My name is on the list?
- Yeah. - So my name is on that list.
Yeah.
Can I have it?
- No. - Okay. Sure.
This does not suck. You're the man.
They have free food.
Whoa.
The mixing board...
...with its thousands of mysterious buttons.
The big chair...
...that swooshes me around the studio.
That allows me to slide wherever I care to go.
The soundproof glass window. The giant headphones.
It's not very good. It's very, very depressing.
It makes me wanna kill myself.
Seriously, we need to stop this right now.
Why don't we turn this frown upside down?
Let's just push the tempo. Say, "I'm not bitter."
- Okay. - Okay? Follow my lead.
- What's he doing? From the bridge. Let's do it.
One, two, three, four!
Oh, yeah. Yeah, yeah.
Sing!
- You recording? - Yep.
- Yeah! - Ow!
- Yes. That's what I'm talking about! That rocks.
Instead of a canoe paddling in a pond, we were a tank flying down a mountain.
- I like that. It feels really good. - What do you guys think?
Lennon's rolling over in his grave to hide the boner you just gave him.
We're gonna bounce that down.
- Yeah! Bouncing it down! - Whoo! What does that mean?
I have no idea. Let's take five.
Someday one of these bad boys will have your name on it, C-note.
I guarantee.
There's a lot of biz buzz on you back in Hollyweird, my man.
- Really? - Yeah.
You got an opportunity to capitalize on this YouTube thing.
We're talking an album, a tour...
You're gonna have more ladies than Jay-Z got Mercedes.
You're gonna need two dicks.
- Thanks. - Yeah, yeah. No problem.
- What are you guys doing? - Just telling Big C here the game plan.
We're gonna hang out in the studio a couple weeks, do more recording...
...then strap in, young'uns.
We're hitting the road.
- What? - You heard me, Curly Sue.
Midwest tour.
Huh? That's right!
- Yeah! - Yeah!
All right. Easy. - Yeah.
And in conclusion, ladies and gentlemen...
...I promise you that on the road, these kids will have an experience...
...unlike any they have ever experienced!
Um...
I think, well, what he's trying to say in a...
Just a really incomprehensible way...
...is that this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for them.
And they have worked so hard, and want this so badly.
And I'm not thrilled with letting Curtis go without me being there...
...but I don't want him to spend the rest of his life thinking, "What if...?"
You know? So you got my vote.
I'm sorry.
I lived my life saying, "What if...?"
Twenty years of "What if...?"
You feel me, Jack?
You'll be safe, right?
Of course.
- Okay. - Okay.
- Okay? - Okay.
- Lisa?
Okay. All right.
Just please be careful. Okay.
Hey. Thank you.
You're welcome.
But if one hair on his head is harmed, I will kill you.
- Cool. - All right.
- Mattie? I trust you. Yeah?
But I don't trust your uncle.
So I don't want you to listen to a word he says, okay?
- Okay. - Okay.
Whoa.
First tour bus.
Nice ride.
I'll call you guys. - Please do.
- Will you be okay? - Yes. I'm gonna be fine.
- I love you. I'm so proud of you. - Love you too.
Mr. Gator here. All you bear bait headed north...
...on big slab l-5 round yardstick 40... - Citizens band, huh?
Pretty cool.
- Ever heard of cell phones? - Ever heard of brain cancer?
There's two things in this world I do not trust when they're wireless...
...and that is phones and marionettes.
Woo-hoo! Beaded curtains.
Fridge with beer. Beer I didn't pay for.
Yes. Time to party hearty. Hello.
I thought you were gonna be the responsible adult.
Oh, I'm gonna be responsible, all right...
...for partying till my nuts catch fire.
What is wrong with you?
What is wrong with me? All my life, people kept saying, " Grow up.
Give up your dreams. Get a haircut, Fish. You'll never rock anymore."
Well, you know what? Look at me now, day job!
Woo-hoo!
On your left, the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.
Whoo!
Save some room for my drums, baby...
...because Fish's Age of Rage has begu...
I got a bug.
- Woo-hoo! First venue. All right.
First marquee.
Check, check, check. Check, one, two. Check, one, two. Check. Check.
- First sound check. - Yeah.
Check, check. Test hit.
Testes, one, two, testes, check, check.
Let's give a warm Dayton welcome to A.D.
Yeah.
Hi.
Hello.
Hey, hey. Let's rock.
One, two, three.
First technical difficulty.