So once we get outside i get this guy
in a rear naked choke and he passes out.
- Oh, fuck, really? - Yeah.
- That's terrible. - No, it was awesome.
I'm Robbie barkley and you're watching "Hollywood extreme."
Another young man comes forward with allegations
that he was sexually molested by Michael Jackson
while visiting the neverland ranch.
Parents claimed to keep the secret under wraps
because they loved his music.
Why don't they just leave him alone?
All Michael ever wanted to do was make people happy.
That's all he wanted to do. People don't know what happened
between him and those kids. They weren't there.
They're just a bunch of jealo haters.
I hate people who say bad things about Michael Jackson.
I fucking hate haters.
I hate my neighbors.
The constant cacophony of stupidity
that pours from their apartment is absolutely soul-crushing.
I looked him right in the eye.
I go, "you're retarded" and I punched him right in the face.
It doesn't matter how polite I ask them
to pctice some common courtesy.
They're incapable of comprehending that their actions affect other people.
They have a complete lack of consideration for anyone else
and an overly developed sense of entitlement.
They have no decency, no concern, no shame.
They do not care that I suffer
from debilitating migraines and insomnia.
They do not care that i have to go to work
or that I want to kill them.
I know it's not normal to want to kill them.
But I also know that i am no longer normal.
I hate that baby.
I hate that baby's fat, stupid face.
Hey, buddy. What's wrong?
A lot.
I'm Robbie barkley and this has been "Hollywood"--
- Take it easy, bro. - I'm not your bro.
Oh, God.
Please don't shoot. I have a baby.
Look at this. Look at this. This is tragic.
Oh, God.
What is wrong with Lindsay Lohan?
She used to have a lot of potential. I don't know what happened.
It's the most hilarious ringtone ever.
Just text "p-I-g-f-a-r"--
...controversial reverend artemus Goran
and his supporters are back in the news,
this time protesting at a cancer victim's funeral.
God hates fags! God hates fags!
Velocity. Velocity. It's in your face.
Coming up on "tuff gurlz"...
Lucy, you -- skank. Don't you -- disrespect me.
Bring it on!
Did you mother-- poop in my food?
What? What?
You bitch!
I think she's a traitor and should be tried for treason.
Look, just because she lost her son in the war
does not give her the right to disrespect
all of our brave sons and daughters who are serving our country right now.
Frankly, I think her son's better off dead
because now he doesn't have to see the jerk
that his mother has turned into.
Now, I know, I know, before you all start flying off the handle
with, "oh, Mike, how can you be so heartless?"
Let me remind you there's three things I love--
my mother, my country,
and the men and women who fight the fight over there
so we don't have to fight it here.
That's it for "Fuller talk." You've heard the end of the statement.
Remember to order all your "Fuller talk" products
at the 800 number at the bottom of the screen.
We still got plenty of t-shirts available.
The boys were caught after setting the homeless man on fire
and then posting video footage of the attack online.
- "Dumb nutz!" - "Dumb nutz!"
"Dumb nutz!"
Oh, --.
- Dude, are you all right? - Oh, --.
"Dumb nutz!"
We have a press that just gives him a free pass
because he's black so he doesn't have to work hard like the rest of us
who play by the rules.
That is the world we live in, ladies and gentlemen.
- What's your name? - Steven Clark.
What are you singing for us, Steven Clark?
Do you know where you're going to?
Do you like the things
that life is showing you?
Where are you going to?
Do you know?
Did you get what you're hoping for?
When you look behind you, there's no--
God, stop it. I'm stopping you.
What are you hoping for?
Okay, okay, stop.
I'm hoping that you'll stop. Stop, please.
You are kidding me, right?
You're wasting our time, Steven.
What are you doing? Stop bowing.
Just stop everything and listen to me.
Do you--
do you have a mental problem?
No.
Go get some psychiatric help.
I'll see you in Hollywood.
- No, you won't. - I can't answer that question.
He also killed his wife and mother,
bringing the total to 16 dead and 33 wounded
all in one tragic afternoon.
A former altar boy and eagle scout,
he climbed the university of Texas clock tower in 1966
and, using his high-powered rifles and marine training,
he became America's first spree killer.
Meet Steven Clark,
the newest star from last night's "American superstarz."
Now, if you missed the show, you might want to plug your ears for this one.
Do you know where you're going to?
What are you hoping for?
Okay, okay, stop. I'm hoping that you'll stop.
That's my favorite part of the show when they have the crazies on.
I know, I feel so guilty for laughing, but it is so funny.
Makeup! This is ridiculous.
- Morning. - Yeah?
- Who is it? - You blocked me in again.
You blocked yourself in, bro.
Okay.
Can you move your car? I'm running kind of late.
- Now? - Yeah.
Tell him to park his car away from us.
Fine.
Do you know where the remote is?
Dude, you need to leave yourself more room.
Right.
In fact, 40% of adult Americans
cannot read above a fourth grade level.
When high schoolers were asked what living American they would want to be,
the majority of girls answered Kim kardashian
and the majority of boys answered any male cast member on "the Jersey shore."
We are listener- supported radio.
We can only stay on the air with--
I'm really late, ed.
How about you remember how to park your fucking car?
Hey, if he plays this well with one testicle,
maybe the whole team should get cancer.
Oh, send all angry letters and cards to the e-man here.
What? Ok, well, i'm the bad guy, right?
I'm just saying what you're all thinking.
This ain't your daddy's sports show.
The mucho macho Grande burrito mascheesmo experience!
It's extreme.
This is my most favorite part of "American superstarz"--
when they have the retards on.
- I know what you mean. - This thing is crazy.
We're giving you backstage passes,
and all you have to do is touch her on the tit
and maybe box a little bit.
Jesus, how long have you worked on this show
and you don't know how to screen the dirty girls?
We want to see blood, we want to see tears,
we want to see one of you whores get knocked out.
Hit her in her defective tit.
- Hi. - What's up? You called.
I was just trying to figure out what time to pick up Ava tomorrow.
Ava says she doesn't want to visit you.
- Yeah, well, she'going to. - Frank, I can't make her.
Yes, you can, you're the adult.
Put her on the phone.
All right.
Hey, Ava, honey.
It's your dad.
I'm doing something important.
Well, maybe you could press pause?
But I'm almost to the next level!
Hit pause.
Hi, daddy.
Hey, kid. You excited to come see me tomorrow?
- I want to stay with mommy. - Why?
Because there's nothing to do at your house.
What do you mean there's nothing to do? We do lots of stuff.
We play in the park. We go to the zoo.
- We make art. - Your house is boring.
Well, you're coming to see me.
- Do you have a present for me? - No.
- Hey. - Where'd she go?
She just handed the phone back.
You know, I should never have let you move her out of town.
Frank, she didn't like to come visit you even when we lived in Syracuse.
All right, well, Alison,
see what you can do about changing her mind, okay?
Bye.
So we're done talking?
No, Brad-- oh, hey, listen.
Um, I'm not sure I remembered to tell you,
but...
Brad and I are getting married.
We, tell Brad
when he's down there to smell my balls, all right?
Frank says hi.
Tell him hi back.
Bye, Ava.
Alison, get her to come, okay?
It means everything to me.
God, Frank, i'll try, all right?
You are such a drama queen.
Drama queen, drama queen, daddy is a drama queen.
Yeah, thanks.
- Hi, Karen. - Hi.
Oh, here's that book I was telling you about.
Thanks.
True, true.
But you know what i was thinking?
If he plays that good with only one testicle,
maybe the whole team should get cancer.
- Oh, killed it, boss. - I can't believe you said that.
Oh, come on. I'm just saying what you're all thinking.
Oh, my God. I feel so sad for him.
- Is he for real? - Yes, he's for real.
He was on phat boy this morning.
Yeah, that's real, all right. Real bad.
Oh, you're real bad.
I think he's good.
Not.
Oh, you got me.
I think I hurt my back on that one.
You probably like it secretly.
See, right there.
Oh!
What about you, Frank?
Did you see that freak on "American superstarz" last night?
What?
Last night, the freak on "American superstarz."
No.
I mean, yes. I saw that guy accidentally.
I don't watch "American superstarz."
You don't watch it, but you saw him?
Yeah, right. What, are you too go for the show?
Yeah.
I'm too good for a karaoke contest
that makes stars out of people with no talent.
You can't say that, dude.
Some of those kids have real talent.
No, they don't. They have good pitch.
They're relatively clean.
They're nonthreatening to little girls and old ladies.
They have the ability to stand in line
with a stadium full of other desperate and confused people.
But I assure you, they are talent-free.
Yeah, well, I bet 32 million people would disagree with you, bro.
'Cause that's how many people called in
to vote last year on the finale.
I wish I was a super genius inventor
and could come up with a way to make a telephone
into an explosive device that was triggered
by the "American superstarz" voting number.
Battery could explode and leave a mark on the face
so I could know who to avoid talking to before they even talked.
Yeah, I could look and say,
"no, you're not gonna be saying anything
that's gonna add any value to my life."
Yeah, but it's funny. I mean, you've got to admit that.
Steven Clark, that's funny shit, Frank.
It's not nice to laugh at someone who's not all there.
It's the same type of freak show distraction
that comes along every time a mighty empire starts collapsing.
"American superstarz" is the new coliseum.
And I won't participate in watching a show
where the weak are torn apart every week for our entertainment.
I'm done, really.
Everything is so cruel now.
I just want it all to stop.
- I feel sorry for Jennifer aniston. - I know, it's tragic.
And I don't care how many foreigners she adopts,
- I do not like Angelina jolie. - Me either.
I mean, nobody talks about anything anymore.
They just regurgitate everything they see on TV
or hear on the radio or watch on the web.
When was the last time you had a real conversation with someone
without somebody texting
or looking at a screen or a monitor over your head?
You know, a conversation about something that wasn't
celebrities, gossip, sports or pop politics?
You know, something--
something important or something personal.
You know what?
Taint and Jeff were talking about that this morning.
They were saying how their freedom of speech is in jeopardy.
What, you don't listen to them either?
No, I don't.
What, are you more of a k.T. And the snake pit type of guy?
'Cause those guys are pussies, Frank.
All right? And they stole everything they got from taint and Jeff.
I really don't like any of them.
How can you say that, bro?
So maybe they're not politically correct, but it's funny, Frank.
Well, seeing as how I'm not afraid of foreigners
or people with vaginas, I guess I'm just not their target audience.
You don't get it. If you got it, you wouldn't be so offended.
Oh, I get it and I am offended.
Not because I got a problem with bitter,
predictable, whiny, millionaire disk jockeys
complaining about celebrities or how tough their life is
while I live in an apartment with paper-thin walls
next to a couple of neanderthals
who instead of a baby decided to give birth
to some kind of nocturnal civil defense air raid siren
that goes off every fucking night like it's pearl harbor.
I'm not offended that they act li it's my responsibility
to protect their rights to pick on the weak like pack animals
or that we're supposed to support their freedom of speech
when they don't give a fuck about yours or mine.
So you're against freedom of speech now?
That's in the bill of rights, man.
I would defend their freedom of speech
if I thought it was in jeopardy.
I would defend their freedom of speech to tell uninspired,
bigoted, blow-job, gay-bashing, racist and rape jokes
all under the guise of being edgy.
But that's not the edge. That's what sells.
They couldn't possibly pander any harder
or be more commercially mainstream
because this is the "oh, no, you didn't say that" generation
where a shocking comment has more weight then the truth.
No one has any shame anymore.
And we're supposed to celebrate it.
I saw a woman throw a used tampon
at another woman last night on network television.
A network that bills itself as today's woman's channel.
Kids beat each oth blind and post it on YouTube.
I mean, do you remember when eating rats
and maggots on "survivor" was shocking?
It all seems so quaint now.
I'm sure the girls from "2 girls 1 cup"
are gonna have their own dating show on vh1 any day now.
I mean, why have a civilization anymore
if we no longer are interested in being civilized?
Frank.
Can I see you iny office?
Uh, yeah, sure.
Come on in. Have a seat.
You know Ronald from h.R.
- Yeah, yeah. Hello. - Hi.
Frank, there's no easy way to bring this up,
so let's just cut to the chase.
What is your relationship to Karen in reception?
Frank, what is your relationship to Karen in reception?
Oh, well, I just started talking to her recently.
She was very nice. We sit together at lunch.
Is something wrong?
What is she accused of?
I find it hard to believe that she would ever do anything to hurt the company.
I see.
Did you send Karen flowers to her home?
Yeah, I did.
Why?
Well, she said she was having a bad day
and I thought it would make her feel better.
How did you get her address?
I looked it up.
I went in her records.
You understand that's a huge violation of company policy, right?
Well, yeah, but I didn't want to have them delivered to the office.
I didn't want to embarrass her.
Frank, I'm going to have to let you go.
You're kidding, right?
No, Frank, I'm not kidding.
This company has a strict no-tolerance policy
about harassment in the workplace
and, well, Karen doesn't feel safe with you employed here.
She's never said anything like that to me.
Why don't I go talk to her and then we'll--
Frank, listen to me for a second.
Now...
I want you to leave quietly.
Don't harass Karen or anyone else on the staff as you leave.
Your severance checks will be mailed to you.
This is ridiculous. I've been here 11 years.
I know, Frank. I know it's ridiculous.
But it's not me. It's the higher-ups.
Let me know if you need a recommendation.
Would you ask her for my book back?
He wants his book back.
Thank you, Danny.
A tumor this size is very dangerous.
Unfortunately surgery to remove it
can be just as dangerous as leaving it.
I advise you to discuss this...
With your family.
I'm sorry. Oh, got to take this.
Yeah?
What?
I wanted the one with the moon roof.
The-- the-- no, like the one we test drove.
I'm going to fuck you.
I'm going to come down to that dealership
and I'm gonna fuck you in the ass, you understand?
I'm going to come down there, i'm gonna rip your cock off,
i'm gonna shove it right up--
no, you know what? I'm gonna tear the cock off
that giant purple gorilla and shove that up your ass.
Yes, maybe then you should look into a moon roof.
Yeah, that'd be great.
Thank you.
Do you have any family?
No, not really.
Sir.
You can't be here.
This Tuesday, forget everything you know about bowling.
This is bowling on steroids.
"Bowling beatdown raw."
You think you know bowling?
Suck it.
All right, people, make me happy.
What do you got? Give me something.
We got this dude Steven Clark from "American superstarz."
He is a freak, right? Ridiculous. Very funny.
Do you like the things
that life is showing you?
I hear he lives with his mom.
Oh, shock, whoa.
You're wasting our time, Steven.
What are you doing? Stop bowing. Just stop everything.
That guy's a freak. Find out as much about that weirdo as you can.
- Okay? - Did you get what you're hoping for?
Hi, my name is Chloe. I live in Virginia beach
and I rule holy cross.
I love Chloe. She's my bestest friend ever.
I feel really blessed to have her in my life.
Like, I don't know what i would do without her.
She's like mbest friend. She's so pretty,
she's so beautiful, and she's so rich.
I love her. This party is gonna be amazing.
Yeah! Mm!
We love you, Chloe! We love you, Chloe!
Wow! We love you, Chloe!
I only wear labels and since i live in Virginia,
of course I couldn't find a dress good enough for my party.
So I told daddy we had to go to Paris.
I'm all about couture.
- We could be twinsies! - Mother, you look like a whore.
This is about me.
God, I hate you. You ruin everything.
This is fun. Use it in good health.
- Happy Birthday, sweetheart. - Remember, no boys in the back.
Baby? Say something, honey, come on.
- The camera's on. - I wanted an escalade.
You said--
- I wanted an escalade! - Daddy can take it back.
Get away from me!
It's my job as a parent to make her happy.
So I screwed up this time because she's not happy.
That's the evidence of it. If she's not happy, i screwed up.
So tell us all about Chloe.
Chloe is not just my daughter.
- She is my best friend. - Mother!
They're asking me. I'm very popular.
Everyone loves me because my family's rich and because I'm so pretty.
This is the biggest day of my life and you're -- it up!
Are you serious? You're so stupid!
You're not even doing anything! I'm doing all the work!
What the -- is that, dad? What the -- is that?
You know what? Let's do this without them around.
- No, you can stay. - I don't care about you.
- Hey. - I hate mommy! I hate mommy!
What are you talking about?
They got me a BlackBerry and I wanted an iPhone.
Okay, okay, honey.
Let me talk to your mommy.
- Hello? - You got her a BlackBerry?
Look, Frank, I don't want to hear it. I feel bad enough as it is.
I thought it's what she really wanted.
No, I mean, why would you get her a BlackBerry or an iPhone?
I don't need this right now.
Did you talk to her about me picking her up?
Ava, princess, you want to go see your dad?
I want an iPhone! I don't want my dad!
I hate going there! I never want to see him again!
I want an iPhone! I want an iPhone! I want an iPhone!
Frank, I've got to go.
- No, you can stay. - I don't care about you.
- All I care about is my party. Turn it off.
Dad, listen to me. This is the biggest day of my life
and you're -- it up. Are you serious?
You're so stupid! You're not even doing anything.
I'm doing all the work. What the -- is that, dad?
What the -- is that?
Dad, listen to me. You're not listening to me.
You're just talking to the -- cameras.
You'll get all your gift bags.
I don't care about gift bags.
You have forsaken all the love you've taken
sleeping on a razor, there's nowhere left to fall
your body's aching
every bone is breaking
nothing seems to shake it
it just keeps lding on
Your soul is able
death is all you cradle
sleeping on the nails
there's nowhere left to fall
you have admired
every man desires
everyone is king
when there's no one left to pawn
I thread the needle through
you beat the devil's tattoo
I thread the needle through
you beat the devil's tattoo
I thread the needle through
you beat the devil's tattoo
I thread the needle through
you beat the devil's tattoo
I thread the needle through
you beat the devil's tattoo
I thread the needle through
you beat the devil's tattoo
I thread the needle through.
Hey, creepy.
Isn't this schoolgirl thing a little played out?
God damn it!
No, I don't want that.
Mom, it's against the law to talk on the phone when I'm driving.
I'm going, okay? Bye.
Don't move and don't make a sound.
If you want the car, just take it. My parents got me the wrong one anyways.
- Yeah, that's a fucking tragedy. - What are you doing?
Help!
School's out for summer
school's out forever--
Oh!
Shit! Shit! Fuck.
Fuck! Fuck!
- God damn it! - Help!
- Chloe? - Help!
Help!
School's out forever...
Did you just kill Chloe?
Awesome.
No more pencils
no more books
no more teachers...
Hello?
Weird drifter guy.
Look, I know you're in there.
Hi. What are you doing?
Nothing.
Great, me, too.
I'm roxy. What's your name?
- Frank. - Great.
It's really excellent to meet you, Frank.
Telle all about it.
About what?
Did the bitch cry?
Yeah.
Oh, that is fantastic.
Oh, God, I wish I could have seen it up close.
Whoo!
Hey, hey, hey. Somebody just made that.
Jumping Jesus Christ, Frank.
Live it up. This is the best day ever.
Who are you killing next? Do you take requests?
'Cause I was thinking maybe some kardashians,
my gym coach, people who give high fives,
really any jock,
twi-hards,
people who talk about punk rock.
- Who else really rips my cock off? - Get off the bed.
Oh, mormons and other religious assholes
who won't let gay people be married
and adult women who call their tits "the girls."
- Ew, like I don't even-- - stop it!
Just please, be quiet.
Get off the bed, huh?
I'm gonna have to ask you to leave.
I'm kind of busy right now.
Awesome.
You have to be careful with that.
- Wait. - No, don't do--
that's kind of personal.
"Dear Ava, your life will be better without me.
I'm sorry. Love, dad."
A suicide note?
Are you fucking kidding me?
God, the greatest thing to ever happen around here
and you're just some sad-sack pussy? God damn it.
Well, do it, then. I want to watch.
Let's go.
How do you know I won't kill you?
I don't.
And, frankly, Frank, I don't fucking care.
Frank.
What?
I got an idea.
Okay, go ahead.
You're sure you're ready now?
Yup, all systems go.
Wait, again.
Sorry. Can I say something first?
Go ahead.
You know, it's just that
you really had the chance to do something awesome here.
But you're blowing it, Frank.
Now you're just gonna be remembered as some creepy old stalker dude
who was in love with some young twat on a television show.
Just a pervy old dude that killed that girl
and then himself when he couldn't have her.
Wah.
I didn't kill her because I couldn't have her.
I killed her because she wasn't nice.
And that was a fantastic start, Frank.
Your instincts were right on.
She was a class-a cunt.
But with so many horrible people in the world
who should be taking the big dirt nap,
why quit now?
You kill yourself, Frank,
and you're killing the wrong person,
which would be a shame when there are so many other
Chloes out there who need to die.
Like who?
Nascar fans, country fans,
people who dress their babies in band t-shirts.
No, no, no, people who deserve to die.
All those people do deserve to die.
No.
Chloe's parents.
If anybody comes, you honk the horn.
But no matter what, you don't get out of the car, you got it?
Aye, aye, Captain.
I'm not kidding around.
- Frank. - What?
This is more fun than killing yourself, right?
I don't know.
Yeah, I guess.
Frank.
Yeah.
- Yeah? - Get in the house and shut the fuck up.
- Jesus. - Get over here. Get over here.
- Go. Go. - Honey?
- Get over there by the couch. - Do what he says.
- What do you want?
- We could give you money. - Listen, I'm a very rich man.
Don't you know who we are? We're Chloe's parents.
- We were all on TV. - Yeah, I know exactly who you are.
I'm the man that killed your daughter.
- God damn it! - Oh, God!
- Yes, we did it! - Oh, hey, hey, hey. Get off me.
I told you to stay in the car.
Frank, she was getting away.
You mean thanks?
Yeah, let's go.
That was fucking crazy, right?
Yeah.
I feel...
- I feel... - Good?
Yeah.
I feel good. It's weird.
Thanks.
Perfect.
You guys need some extra napkins?
Look, I'm sorry. I really thought this would work.
All right, my turn.
Trme again.
We're definitely gonna need some new clothes.
So where are we going next?
What do you mean we?
There's no we.
Frank, you have to take me with you.
No way.
Come on, please?
No. What about your family?
My family?
Well, my mother is what you would call a crack whore.
I live in a trailer with her and her boyfriend,
and every night after she passes out,
he comes into my room and rapes me.
I don't know what to say.
- Well, let's kill them. - Yes!
Wait, no.
No, no, we can't keep killing people we know.
That's how people get caught.
We have to keep it random.
That's a good idea.
See, I'm already helping.
So, please, Frank.
Can I please come with you?
What about your friends? I mean, don't you got any friends you could stay with?
Frank, I have no friends.
- All right. - Really?
- Oh, thank you. - Hey, listen.
When I say something, it goes. No more of this shit.
- Okay. - No more acting on your own.
All right. Thank you.
Washing machine's broken. What?
What are you doing?
Seeing if there's anything in the news about us or the murders.
- Is there? - Yeah.
On the murders, nothing about us.
"Murdered family of reality star found"--
let me see that.
- See ya. - Oh, my God.
I had this shirt. It's still ugly.
What do you think?
I think that might be a little small on the belly.
So do you have a girlfriend?
I'm not gonna answer that question.
- Why not? - 'Cause you're a kid.
I don't want to have an inappropriately mature conversation with you.
All right?
I was only asking because I thought you were gay.
- Well, I'm not gay. - You seem gay.
- Really? - Yes.
Wow.
So do you have a girlfriend?
- No. - A wife?
I did. Not anymore.
Oh.
Are you attracted to me?
Don't be weird.
You don't like me because you think I'm ugly?
I'm not attracted to you because you're a child.
And you think I'm ugly.
I'm not gonna answer that question.
Well, what if we were the same age?
I'm not gonna answer that question either.
So you can kill a teenager, just not fuck one?
Yeah.
But you do think I'm mature for my age?
Not particularly.
You're seriously not interested in me at all as a girlfriend?
What the hell are you talking about?
I'm not a pedophile.
So we're platonic spree killers?
Yeah. And that's all.
Because you think I'm ugly.
It's unethical for me to answer that question
because I refuse to objectify a child.
I mean, that's part of what's wrong with everything.
I'm not American apparel.
I'm not the creep that came up with those bratz dolls.
All men like young girls.
That's what society's trying to sell you.
But, you know, maybe it's time for adult males
to aim a little bit higher than raping kids.
I mean, fuck r. Kelly.
Fuck Vladimir nabokov.
And fuck Mary kay letourneau while we're at it.
Fuck Woody Allen and his whole
"the heart wants what it wants" bullshit.
Apparently that erudite genius' heart
wants the same thing that every run-of-the-mill pedophile wants--
a young, hairless Asian.
Nobody cares that they damage other people.
I was just wondering if you thought I was pretty.
I won't be responsible for the self-esteem of a teenager.
If you don't like it, you can cram it.
Fuck you, Frank.
- Frank? - Hey.
Oh, I thought you left.
I thought about it.
I got you something.
Oh, yeah, yeah. I get it.
Bonnie and Clyde, huh?
Fine, you don't have to wear it.
I just don't usually wear hats.
My head looks kind of weird in them.
Although that one looks pretty good, huh?
Thanks. Thanks a lot.
Yours looks good. Patty hearst, right?
Thank you for choosing our theater.
As a courtesy to your fellow patrons,
please refrain from talking
and please turn off your cell phones.
And now enjoy our feature presentation.
War is an atrocity.
I mean, it takes young kids,
good kids for the most part...
Shit.
Hey, bitch.
Oh, not doing nothing. I'm in a movie.
Shh. I'm in a movie.
Oh, okay, look.
- Shh. - Okay, mom.
Oh, shh.
Hello? We're in the middle.
Hey, did this really happen?
Munchies.
Thank you.
...several guys stuck,
raping their mothers.
I'm rry.
Sit down.
Because the villagers were supporting these bastards.
Hey, hey.
No, I can't get-- I'm at work.
I can't. You're gonna have to pick her up today.
I can't get there. I'm working.
Yeah.
What can I tell you? I'm swamped.
What are you looking at, old man?
Frank, don't.
Take your hat off.
Let me.
Oh!
God damn it. Give me that.
You fall in love...
Bing boom
the sky up above, zing boom
is caving in...
( Grunts I'm recording this.
Shh, shh
it's oh, so quiet
shh, shh...
Thanks for not talking during the feature.
Thanks for turning off your cell phone.
You're welcome.
Shh
shh.
Here, you can use this thing as a pillow.
Oh, thanks.
Good night, Frank.
Good night.
You folks shouldn't be sleeping out here.
Can I see your license and registration?
Of course, officer.
My dad keeps everything in here.
I'm her Uncle.
This is my brother-in-law's car.
I'm taking her down to see some colleges.
Go, big blue!
Do you have any I.D.?
Yes, I do, sir.
All right, I'll be right there.
No more sleeping on the side of the road.
Do you still need to see my I.D.?
No, that's fine, hon. You just stay safe.
Lot of crazy people out there.
Tell me about it.
Thank you, officer.
What the hell is that about?
At least I don't steal cars.
What makes you think it's stolen?
All right, I stole it.
But from a jerk.
What is this?
Don't get too attached.
Now you go.
All right, I'm a little bit bigger than you.
You don't got to dirty Harry it.
Wrap your other hand around here.
Feel a little stability there?
All right, now do it.
Pretty good.
Just concentrate on that far site.
You're aiming at the bear, right?
Don't anticipate the recoil.
Just squeeze it and let it go.
That's all bear there.
I think Elvis would be proud.
- Pretty good. - Thanks.
3:00.
6:00.
12:00.
9:00.
6:00.
Nice.
6:00.
- Yay! - Yay.
- Good. - Yeah.
Ooh.
- Migraine? - Yeah.
Well, we could stop shooting.
Yeah, thanks.
You did a good job.
I have a good coach.
That and I was pretending the targets were the cast of "glee."
What's wrong with "glee"?
It stereotypes and homogenizes homosexuals.
Plus it ruined "rocky horror" forever.
That's true.
You want my money? I'll pay for all your health care.
Tea party members continued to taunt
the Parkinson's sufferer after he was shoved to the ground.
Parkinson's is what God gives socialists.
I am so depressed.
I mean, I can't believe there's nothing on about us.
That's one of the problems of your generation.
You can't enjoy anything unless it was recorded.
You were there. You lived it.
Isn't that enough of an experience?
I mean, next time you want to remember something,
instead of taking out your cell phone,
why don't you take a picture of it with your brain camera?
I mean, when I was your age,
nobody tweeted, yet we managed to have experiences.
You know, a phone was attached to a wall back at the house.
It didn't have a camera.
What are you, Jeff foxworthy?
And a cell phone was the phone you called
your pappy on to get you out of jail.
A-do-do-do-do-do.
Some people are blaming the movie itself for the murders.
Is this violent documentary too violent?
- Do you believe that? - I know, we made the news.
No, what they're saying.
Nobody can take personal responsibility for anything anymore.
But that's not what the lone survivor believes.
- What's the point? - Everybody was talking,
goofing around,
making noise.
I believe they did this because we were all being so rude.
How about that?
Unbelievable. The truth, and on this channel.
The suspects are a Caucasian male in his mid to late 50s...
- Late 50s? T- and a young woman in hern ma early to mid 20s.Te 50s...
Also Caucasian.
They are considered armed and very dangerous.
See? They think I'mature for my age.
- Mm-hmm. - We're famous!
Hey, high five.
Come on, don't leave me hanging, rocko.
No, I don't high five.
Mental high five?
Yeah.
Mental high five.
Steven Clark, he wasn't the winner on "American superstarz,"
but I think he's a winner. He's back th a new hit single.
We want to hear what you think. Give us a tweet.
Do you know where you're going to?
Do you like the things...
There they go, making fun of the guy who rides the short bus.
Yay, America.
Do you know?
- Ready? - Your turn.
Okay.
Just think about blowing your head off.
Come on.
Okay. Ready?
Completely random.
It could happen at any time.
- Ready? Am I going? - Yeah.
- Okay. - You're going.
All right, that's good.
- Okay. - You know what I hate?
What?
I hate guys that say actually all the time.
Like, "you actually got a gun to your head."
Oh, that's a good one.
You're actually-- oh! You're actually still alive.
You know what else I hate?
People who misuse the term literally.
Literal people, I gues
- okay. - Ooh.
- We're getting close. - Uh-huh.
I hate guys that buy $100,000 cars
and then drive around 10 Miles slower than the speed limit.
Mau!
I hate guys who wear lady pants.
- Lady pants? - Oh.
- Whoa. - Okay.
I'm no mathematician, but my odds are not good.
Well, Pythagoras, maybe it's time to die.
How'd that feel?
It felt good. It's a good night to die.
Velocity energy drink, it's in your face.
Frank, let me sleep in the chair.
No, I'm all right.
Come on, sleep in the bed. You're the one with the fucked-up headaches.
No, no, this is good.
Behold, the walls of Jericho.
No, I'm fine.
Jesus, Frank, get in bed or I'm sleeping on the floor.
I'm sleeping on the floor. Here I go.
Do you see this? I'm going down.
Ah, Frank, it smells.
I wouldn't trust that floor.
Come on, Frank.
What are we gonna do now?
Well,
what's our prime directive?
I didn't have you pegged as a "star trek" fan.
What's that supposed to mean?
I don't know. I figured you more for
the new "Battlestar Galactica."
Maybe some graphic novels.
Bands like fall out boy and the green days.
Oh, fuck you, Frank.
I happen to like classic and next gen "star trek"
and I'm actually able to read a book without pictures, thank you.
And I prefer the classics.
I'm not ashamed to admit to the occasional Anne rice or "Harry Potter."
Fall out boy and green day
suck shit through 10 bricks.
Musically I'm all about Alice Cooper.
I like Alice Cooper.
You don't like Alice Cooper, Frank.
That's like a Muslim saying that he likes Mohammed.
You accept Alice Cooper.
You accept that Alice
came down and gave us rock
that upset authority figures
and made the outcasts not feel so all alone.
You accept that
there would be no goth movement without Alice.
No Trent reznor, noarilyn manson,
not even shitty soft cock rockers
like poison or bon jovi
because not only did he introduce macabre theatrics
into rock, he also invented the power ballad
with a little song called "only women bleed."
Okay, I get it.
I promise I won't kill Alice Cooper.
Hey, don't even joke about it, Frank.
Do you realize that he was the first rock star to wear makeup?
And he was wearing dresses
long before bowie stole his first pair of culottes
from his mother's clothesline.
And he was screaming about death and frustration
way before punks.
So I guess you have to accept
that Alice Cooper invented that, too.
Are you a.D.D., juno?
Yes, I have a.D.D.
And don't you ever call me fucking juno again.
Sorry.
That's who we should kill next.
A fictitious character?
No, diablo Cody.
Fuck her for writing that movie.
She's the only stripper who suffers from too much self-esteem.
I don't want to kill people just because you don't like their movies.
Why not?
She's encouraging teen pregnancy.
Her storylines and characters are for shit.
And she's just so excited to throw
any funny line she's heard into the scene
that she makes girls my age
look like cutesy assholes from a dirty Dr. Seuss book.
"Horton hears a star-bellied queef, blah."
I only want to kill people
who deserve to die.
You know who we should kill?
Who?
People who use rock star as an adjective.
As in rock-star parking.
Or people that pound energy drinks all day.
People who use the term edgy,
in your face, or extreme.
Oh, no, no, wait. That would rule out a lot of the chalupas thai love.
Anyone who wears crystals
or calls themselves spiritual.
Or people who say namaste.
What's that?
It's an Indian greeting the hippies stole.
Oh, hippies.
Anyone who buys an anarchy t-shirt.
Or people who use e term the man
in a positive or negative light.
As in, "the man is always sticking it to us" or "you're the man."
- Anyone who's ever been pumped. - Or stoked.
Anyone who gives and receives physical high fives.
Agreed.
No, no, no, I'm not going to let you play the freedom of speech
here on my show, okay? Okay?
Leme explain something to you.
I would much rather lose my rights to freedom of speech
than ever have the aclu defend my right to freedom of speech.
And another thing, you pinhead.
The aclu-- take heed, America--
I think is more dangerous to the United States than Al-qaeda.
I'll give you a chance to respond
if you have anything articulate to say right after this.
Anyone who makes a living
spreading fear to the masses.
Or is just plain mean.
Mmm.
So our prime directive is to interfere
with the cultural evolution of a pre-warp civilization.
I've got to go to sleep. My head is killing me.
Stop it.
What? I was trying to help your headache.
It's a pressure point. I wasn't being sensual.
Yeah, and people who use the term sensual.
- Gross. - You said it.
- Hey, Frank. - Mm-hmm.
Thanks for letting me come along with you.
Good night, juno.
Fuck you, Frank.
Oh
hurray
let the show begin
i've been ready
come on
hurray
let the lights grow dim
i've been ready
ready as this audience
that's come in here to dream
loving every second
every moment, every scream
have been waiting so long
to sing my song
and I
have been waiting so long
for this thing to come
and I
have been thinking so long
i was the only one
God, that feels
so strong
i've been so strong
i'm so strong
feel so strong
I feel so strong
so--
We gonna do this or what?
- What do you think? - It's good.
- Jesus, Frank.
You look like fuck pie.
There he is.
Ladies.
I got to get back to working out.
I got to get back to working
- Did we get him? - No, I think we just winged him.
Is he breathing?
I don't know.
You stop moving or I shoot her.
You don't have the balls.
Really? I don't?
Fuck you, you condescending prick.
Why do you got to be so rude all the time?
Is that what this is all about?
Huh? My show?
You must really hate my politics, huh?
Look, you kill me, you jus turn me into a martyr.
I don't hate your politics.
In fact, I agree with you on some things.
- You do? - Yeah.
Then what is this about?
Why do you got to be s?
Are you really willing to die
just because you don't think I'm nice?
Do you have it in you, Fuller?
How long has it been since you actually had to shoot someone?
Oh, wait. You never have.
I forgot. You never served in the military.
You had your parents help you dodge the draft.
Just like every other rich blowhard
who makes a living off of American xenophobes.
Seems like you guys just exploited
some tragedies to further your agenda.
In fact, it seems like it's always been
about protecting big oil companies' right
to keep boiling the whole world alive
just bause some court-appointed hillbilly president
started taking orders from Jesus or the Easter bunny
orome other make-'em-up play friend of his.
Please, that is just
your typical uneducated,
left wing feminazi point of view.
Feminazi?
Again, why do you got to be so mean?
He just wishes everyone would act nice.
I, on the other hand, think yo politics are shit.
Whoa, whoa, wait!
You bitch.
Yup.
Exactly what part of his politics do you agree with?
Less gun control, of course.
But, Frank, then every nut will have a gun.
Wow, look at all these people.
Yeah, I wish I had an ak-47.
Bam.
Supporters of Michael Fuller are calling him a hero,
believing that his homicide is tied to the outspoken support of the war
and possibly the work of a terrorist sleeper cell
Fuller was right. He's a fucking martyr.
Fucking morons.
I don't care.
I'm just glad he's dead.
Is that your ex-wife?
Yeah.
She's pretty.
Yup.
I don't care if we're late. I hate school.
I thought that was you, Frank.
Hi, Brad.
- New wheels? - Yeah.
You want to come say hi?
School sucks!
Nah. They look kinda busy.
Oh.
Who's ur friend?
A friend.
Oh.
Well, uh, give us a call if you decide to stay in town.
I'm sure the girls would love to see you.
Yeah, thanks.
Hey, don't tell them we were here, all right?
Oh, Roger that.
Would you get Ava's backpack from the house?
Sure thing.
- I want my backpack. - Honey, you're killing me.
So are we gonna kill him?
Not that one. I hate that one. I want my other one!
Just get the blue one. Get the blue one.
No.
I want him to suffer.
Isn't it early for beer?
This doesn't seem like the type of place to order the cognac.
Have you been to a doctor?
Yeah.
I'm fine.
Give me your hand.
It's not gonna work.
This some kind of new age bull-- ah!
Shh.
I can't believe that's actually working.
Shut up and give me your other hand.
Gentle. Ah!
You know what you need, Frank?
A straw?
You need a vacation.
Let's take a boat to Bermuda
let's take a plane to St. Paul
let's take a kayak
to Quincy or nyack, let's get away...
You guys are all commies. Pinko commies.
Here, take all my money. What, are we in Russia?
Are we in Russia? Is that what's going on here?
O need to come back at all
let's take a powder...
- Run, man! - To Boston for chowder
- let's get away from it all...
We'll travel around
from town to town
we'll visit everytate
and I'll repeat, i love you, sweet
in all the 48
let's go again to niagara...
You really got to take both those spots?
Yeah. Fuck you.
No, fuck you.
Let's get out of our hut, dear
get out of our rut, dear
let's get away from it all...
Let's motor down to Miami
let's climb the grand canyon wall
let's catch a tuna
way out in laguna
let's get away from it all...
Let's travel South of the border
buy me a real Spanish shawl
let's eat tamales in downtown Nogales
let's get away from it all
we'll charter boats and airplanes, too
to far-off spots unknown...
- Get back in. Get back in. - Then hurry there...
To find somewhere
where we can be alone
let's spend the weekend in Dixie...
It's beautiful.
Yeah, it's God's country.
Then off to Reno, but just to play keno
- let's get away from it all...
- Let's breeze to - Buckingham Palace
we'll tell 'em we dropped by to call
and be socially busy with Philip and lizzy
let's get away from it all...
Come on, Frank. Let's dance.
- Oh, I don't dance. - Come on, I'll lead.
I don't doubt that.
All of Europe is waiting to greet us
lots of good friends said to call
then after our roaming, good old home, sweet home
and let's get away
won't you please take me away?
Come on, everybody
let's get away
from it all...
Want to get away? So do I.
Let's get away.
Thank you.
I know. Everybody onboard.
We're getting away, aren't we?
Thank you. Oh, stop it.
Thank you so much.
No, it's always my pleasure. I love doing that song.
Next I'm gonna do a little rap song
you're gonna like. "Fuck the police."
No, I'm kidding. I'm not gonna do that one. Thank you all.
Where'd you hide them after you killed them?
I told you the truth, sheriff.
I didn't kill them.
I've been thinking.
Let's go legit.
What do you mean? Turn ourselves in?
No. Like, let's move to France
or some other country that hates Americans.
If we got caught later, France wouldn't extradite us.
And we could have a cute little French farm
and raise cute little French goats
and make cute little French cheeses
and have a bunch of other adorable little French animals.
It sounds nice.
Here, give me your hand.
I still can't believe that works.
Do you know where you're going to?
Llwe know where Steven Clark is going to.
The "American superstarz" performer
has been asked to perform on the live finale of the show
after last week's failed attempt to take his own life.
Good news.
Should kill all those people.
They make fun of that guy till he's ready to kill himself.
Then they exploit him
so everybody can feel better about laughing at him
and pushing him over the edge in the first place.
I really hate this country.
That's why we're moving to France.
Hello?
Hey, doc. It's Frank murdock.
You left a message?
Yes, I did, Frank.
Uh, I have some bad news.
Um, you don't have a brain tumor.
What?
You're not gonna die.
I don't understand.
I mean, I saw the tumor. You showed it to me.
Yes, there was a tumor in an m.R.I.,
but that was Frank burdock with a "b."
Not Frank murdock with an "m."
Wait. What is the bad news, then?
Because this cocksucker burdock is probably gonna sue me.
He's a real ballbuster. You know what I mean?
But how come my head hurts all the time, then?
I don't fucking know, Frank.
I mean, maybe you sit too close to the computer.
Maybe you've got high blood pressure.
Maybe you don't exercise enough.
Maybe it's too much Viagra, too much caffeine.
What the fuck do I know? Hey, you're not gonna sue me, are you?
Uh, no, no. I wouldn't do that, doc.
Well, that's a relief, Frank.
Well, hey, thanks for the good news, doc.
I've got to go call that cocksucker burdock now
and tell him the bad news. You take care, Frank.
Let's sell the car and move to France.
Really?
I think it would be tres magnifique.
I know a lot of French. I know a lot of wines.
I know how to ask where the library is.
I know how to bum a cigarette.
I know ooh-LA-LA. But that's about it.
I know oui. What else could we need?
Speaking of which, I have to wee.
Oh, snap.
Hey, buddy. What's up with the girl?
- Pardon? - I know she's not your daughter.
I can tell by the way she makes you smile.
She's my niece.
Yeah, I got a lot of nieces.
How much for a day?
I think you got the wrong idea, sir.
Yeah, you stick to that story.
I don't think I do.
You have a good one.
I know you're gonna have a good day. God bless.
Hey, don't use up all the hot r is time.
I won't.
God, you'd better not be this uptight in France.
You don't have to shower in France.
We'd like to take this chance
to thank everybody in our community
and the media for helping us
in our search for Roxanne.
We pray that she's still alive
and that she makes it home to us.
Roxanne, we miss you.
And we love you.
Anyone with any information--
God fucking damn it!
You fuck.
Frank, is that you?
What happened?
- Your parents. - What?
Yeah, I just saw them on the TV.
You lied to me.
Well, would you have taken me along
if I told you that I lived in a normal house
with a set of normal parents
who didn't abuse me,
but also didn't even try and understand me?
That every day in my normal life
felt like a million years?
And that I spent all day every day
being told what to do and what to think
by people who I'm a million times smarter than,
but since it's not polite to acknowledge that,
I just had to pretend to listen to?
That every single morning I just woke up
and wished that anything
not normal would happen?
Here are the keys to that car.
Well, where am I supposed to go?
I don't care. Go back to your parents.
Just stay out of my life.
I don't got time for you.
You're just like everybody else.
I don't got time for liars.
Fuck you, Frank. You're just a pathetic, broken man!
Cocksucker!
I was running
with the wolves
and I knew I was
caught
but I didn't know
what I caught
and I knew I was fast
but I wasn't fast enough...
And thankfully it has.
It's so exciting.
We are concerned
that the perpetrator is still out tre,
but we couldn't be happier at this moment.
Everything that we've been through,
now we're reunited as a family.
We're planning a family vacation.
We're going to Disneyland.
I knew I was fast
i wasn't fast enough.
You Frank?
Frank, you didn't really tell me exactly what you were looking for
when you called, so I brought you kind of a gun pu-pu platter.
We got your .357 Magnum.
Nickel finish. Six-shot.
Eight-inch barrel.
.357 so you know it's got some punch to it.
You put this to the back of some nigger's head,
all you're gonna see is pink mist.
No. Maybe not. Maybe not for you.
Old school.
Walther p38.
German, 9mm.
Made during the second world war.
I mean, who knows how to kill people better than the Germans, right?
You know it's got to be good. You're not a Jew, Frank, are you?
I'm just asking 'cause, you know, I brought up a German gun.
Um, okay. Hey, maybe--
maybe you're looking for something that's a little bigger.
A little more firepower. Let's see what we got
that may strike your fancy here.
Huh?
Is that a honey or what?
Ak-47.
When you absolutely, positively
have to waste every single motherfucker in the room.
Accept no substitution.
I can see you like this. Definitely.
7.62 by 39.
It's an assault rifle, but it's still light.
And talk about reliable, Frank, I could throw this off the roof.
I could run this over with my car.
I could bury it in the dirt and dig it up and it will still fire.
That's how reliable that is.
Best mass-produced combat weapon ever made.
Look at this. That fits you. Look at this. You're friggin' Rambo, man.
Look at that. Look. I love it.
You know what? You don't even have to aim this thing.
It's a spray-and-pray kind of weapon.
What's better than that, right?
Now, the one thing is, this is not a cheap weapon.
This is an assault rifle. So we're looking around two grand for this.
So I don't know if that's in your budget.
But what I will do, I got three fully loaded 30-round mags
in here that I will throw in for that $2,000.
That's a steal for a weapon of that quality.
Now, this something you can afford?
Yeah. I want the case, too.
Hey, great. You know what?
Is there anything else I can get you while we're talking about the gun?
Blow? Meth?
I will take all that they hand me down
and make out a smile, though I wear a frown
and I'm not gonna take it all lying down
'cause once I get started, i go to town
'cause I'm not like everybody else
no, no
I'm not like everybody else
and I don't want to live my life
like everybody else
and I don't want to be destroyed by everybody else
and I don't want to get a job like everybody else
'cause I'm not like everybody else
sing it, what are you?
I'm not like everybody else...
God, if you know that I love you true
and I'll do anything that you want me to
i'll even confess all my sins
like you want me to
but there onehing that I can't do for you
'cause I'm not like everybody else
what did I say?
I'm not like everybody else
how did I say it?
I'm not like everybody else
one more time
I'm not like everybody else
like everybody else
and I don't want to live my life like everybody else
and I don't want to be destroyed
like everybody else
and I don't want to get a job
like everybody else
'cause I'm not like everybody else
what did I say?
Like everybody else
everybody else
everybody else.
Live, "American superstarz" finale.
Ladies and gentlemen, the moment we've all been waiting for.
Welcome to the stage, my man, Steven Clark.
Do you know where you're going to?
Do you like the things
do you know where you're going to?
Do you like the things
that life is showing you?
Yeah. Yeah, please.
Just go around.
Look at me.
I've killed many people.
I'll kill you, too.
The question is, do you want to die for this shitty television show?
Hey, man, I'm just trying to make a living here.
I don't even watch the show.
That's the right answer.
I'll give you five.
One, two,
three, four.
Do you know?
Yeah, do you know?
Do you know?
Know, do you know? Do you know?
Yeah
dyou know? Do you know?
All my ladies, do you know?
In other news, Lindsay Lohan
maintains that she is still sober and happy.
Yeah, right.
But she does look great in that new jewelry, right?
Oh, and speaking of the Hollywood wildlife,
is that sasquatch by the marquee pool?
Oh, no, it's Robin Williams.
Oh, God, run! Everybody run!
Yeah, all my people
put your hands in the air.
Now wave it like you care.
Yeah!
Do you know?
Yeah! Do you know?
Yeah!
When I say do, you say know.
- Do! Do! - Know! Know!
Do you know?
Hey, man, you can't be there.
Do you know?
Hey, are you deaf?
Do you like? Do you know
where you're going to?
Do you like the things that life is showing you?
Where are you going to?
Do you know?
Oh, yeah, yeah!
Dancing time. Yeah!
- Boo! - Get off the stage.
- You ck! - You suck!
You suck! Boo!
Do you know where you're going to?
Nobody move!
Sit down!
Next time anybody moves,
I'm bringing the roof down.
Can I go?
No, stay here, Steven.
Get up.
- I said get up. - You're kidding me, right?
You two, get up here.
Oh, sir, please. Please.
You don't want to do this.
How do you know what I want to do?
Just take it easy.
Yeah, come on. Both of you get up here.
Freeze, officer.
I'll put a bullet right in her head.
So you think Steven's funny, huh?
I saw you laughing, so I'm gonna ask you again,
you think he's funny?
Yes.
Why don't you dance?
Come on, play the song.
Come on, dance.
I said dance, come on.
And sing.
Sing it.
Do you know...
You, too. You used to sing.
Showing you
where are you going to?
And you all boo and laugh like you were.
Come on, louder than that.
Frank! 9:00!
What the hell was that?
Try anything stupid again
and I swear I will bring the roof in.
What are you doing here?
I'm sorry I lied to you, Frank.
What do you want?
I want you to put your guns down.
You know we can't do that.
I'm gonna keep shooting judges until you do.
That wasn't a policeman that came up behind you.
That was a security guard acting on his own.
So just calm down. Would you tell me who you are?
Who I am?
Sure.
Is that thing on?
My name is Frank.
But that's not important.
The importt question is,
who are you?
America...
Has become a cruel and vicious place.
We reward the shallowest,
the dumbest, the meanest,
and the loudest.
We no longer have any common sense of decency.
No sense of shame.
There's no right and wrong.
The worst qualities in people
are looked up to and celebrated.
Lying and spreading fear are fine
as long as you make money doing it.
We've become a nation
of slogan-saying, bile-spewing
hate mongers.
We've lost our kindness.
We've lost our soul.
What have we become
when we take the weakest in our society
and we hold them up to be ridiculed
and laughed at for our sport and entertainment?
Laughed at to the point
where they would literally rather kill themselves
then live with us anymore?
- Frank? - Yes, Steven?
I didn't try to kill myself
because people were making fun of me.
I tried to kill myself because
they weren't gonna put me on TV anymore.
You are a pretty girl.
Thank you, Frank.
If there's a tear on my face
it makes me shiver to the bone
it shakes me, babe
it's just a heartache
got caugh in my eye
and you know
i never cry
sometimes I drink more than I need
until the TV's dead and gone
i may be lonely
but I'm never alone
and the night
may pass me by
but I'll never cry
take away
take away my eyes
setimes I'd rather be blind
break a heart
break a heart of stone
open it up
but don't you leave it alone
'cause that's all i got to give you
believe me, babe
it ain't been used
my heart's a virgin
it ain't never been tried
nd you know
i'll never cry
and you know
i'll never cry
well, you know, you know, you know
you know that i'll never cry
break a heart
break a heart of stone
open it up
but don't you leave it alone
'cause that's all I got
to give to you
believe me, babe
it ain't been used
my heart's a virgin
it ain't never been tried
and you know
i'll never cry
i'll never cry.
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