01x04 - The Man of the Hour

[bunniefuu]

-MAN:

Let me get this straight.

The singer is also

the promoter of the show.

♪

-How does that work?

-Apparently, it works real good.

-There's nothing that

you have to worry about

with me and Johnny.

-What kind of piece of sh*t

are you?

-The kind that can ruin

a little b*tch like you.

-How about that? [laughing]

-Come with me, ma'am.

-Is that your girlfriend?

-That's my sweet pumpkin pie.

-JOHNNY:

Can you swab her cheek

when you get a chance?

-You don't want to

come meet her?

-Until I know for sure

she's mine, I--

I got enough goin' on.

-The baby's grandmother

is sitting across from me

at the Rainbow,

and she wants

quite a bit of money,

-otherwise, everyone finds out.

-Damn straight.

-We all have f*cked up

personal lives, Johnny.

That doesn't give us a pass

to just put the band last.

Well, nothin' lasts forever

That includes me and you

-ELIAS: We're just

going to Maui, it's not

an international flight.

-WOMAN: I understand, but unless

you have the documentation

to verify your relationship

with the child--

-Can I just give my ID?

-Code Bravo. Code Bravo!

-The officer's taking the baby.

-The ba-- What?

-Sir, I need--

I need you to calm down.

-What did you do?

♪

-MAN:

You know, I'm just trying

to figure this all out.

I don't understand how you

ended up with this baby

in my airport.

-Okay. I've been taking care of

babies for years.

They're all big babies.

So now, I got a real baby

because one of my big babies

knocked up a chick,

and she doesn't want the baby.

-He doesn't want the baby--

-This doesn't make any sense

to me.

-Well--

-Just-- Just hold on.

I need you to be

a lot more specific than

what you're saying.

I don't-- Big baby,

little baby, knock--

-Have you ever tried to stop

a baby from crying?

You don't have kids.

I can tell you don't have kids.

Formula makes a baby

just sh*t like mud.

You're changing

the diaper and

it's just all over your hands

and everything.

-[door buzzes]

-Yeah, I don't really care

about that,

I just need to know why--

-Hey, hey.

Aloha.

-Well, not quite.

-Elias, this is Lizzie Thomas,

Faith Faust's grandmother.

-Oh, wow.

-Hey, it's a real honor

to meet you, sir.

-Hi.

-My daughter's been

buying your records

since eighth grade.

-See? She must have

a great set of ears on her.

-[chuckles]

-And some pretty fine genes.

-[laughs] Thank you.

-Ma'am, are you the legal

guardian of this child?

-Well, I'm its grandmother.

-I understand, that's great,

but do you have documentation

of guardianship?

-Like, on me right now? No.

-Where's the baby's mother?

-Meet my new friend.

[chuckles]

He-- He's charming,

isn't he?

-I tell you what,

I'm gonna go use the phone,

I'll be right back.

-And how do you fit in

with all this?

-Who, me?

I'm with the band.

-[laughs]

-Are you dating

the grandmother?

-Am I dating the grand-- No,

I-- Why, are you interested?

She's gonna cut my head off

But I don't care,

I don't care ♪

She's gonna cut my head off

But I don't care

-[women laughing]

[indistinct dialog]

[laughing]

-Welcome to The Hill Grill.

-[laughing] Yo. Let me get

a foot long Italian.

[laughing]

-Okay, uh,

what would you like on it?

-Uh, everything.

I takes it all

and I get it all.

We're working, girl.

-[laughing]

-Oh, oh, oh, dollars flyin'.

-I got too much of it.

-We got a lot of 'em.

-Okay, that's two but

some olives and some, uh,

you know, extra--

-Get that good one there,

get that good one.

-The good stuff.

The crunchy stuff,

you know what I mean?

-Okay. Uh, do you want

these subs as meals?

-Uh, yeah,

we gonna eat 'em, girl.

-As in chips and a drink.

-Yes, a meal.

Can I get the good tomatoes,

and I want the brown mustard,

I don't want that yellow sh*t.

-Oh, and she also said that

she didn't want avocado,

but I did.

She started to put

avocado in there.

-I'm sorry,

I know you started,

but can you please

toast it for me?

-Yeah.

[cell phone buzzing]

-I'm working. What?

-LIZZIE: Sweetie,

I'm here with Faith,

Johnny's manager and

the record label boss.

-What the hell

are you talking about?

-LIZZIE: I'm in L.A.

I need you to come here

right away.

-I swear to God,

if you are really there

right now starting sh*t--

-LIZZIE: The police

have Faith, Vivian.

We can't get her back

unless you're here.

I ain't foolin'. I'm having

these two industry fellas

book you a first class flight

right now.

-Oh, my God.

-Misty, she's on the phone.

-Yo! b*tch!

Where the f*ck is my sub?

Get off the phone! I'm hungry!

-I'm sorry, I'm just dealing

with something with my daughter.

-b*tch, I don't care about

no baby mama drama.

-Thank you.

-Okay? You up in here

makin' my sandwich--

-LIZZIE: Hello?

-And I'm hungry!

Get the f*ck back to work!

-There you go. Meat, cheese,

avocado, lettuce.

BOTH: Meat, cheese,

avocado, lettuce.

Meat, cheese,

avocado, lettuce.

-Make your own

g*dd*mn sandwich!

But I don't care

They say you clean up nice

Just like a dead man

-[bell dings]

-MAN [on PA]:

Hello, everyone, this is

your captain speaking.

-Sir.

-MAN: Please take your seats,

we are ready for departure.

Our estimated time of arrival

in Los Angeles is 7 a.m.

-Hi.

-Hi.

Let's see.

Right here.

-Thanks. Of course.

Thank you.

-Hey, did-- didn't I meet you

at the bus station?

-You sure did.

-Uh, where's that beautiful

little angel of yours?

-I'm actually on my way

to see her right now.

-Nice.

Looks like we both got a little

upgrade to our travel game.

[chuckles]

When people choose to

help us or be generous,

it can be a blessing,

as long as we don't

take advantage

or be malicious, you know?

Easier said than done

these days, it seems.

-Wow. It's synchronistic that

you'd say that to me right now.

I'm Vivian.

-Gabriel.

-What brought you

out to Vegas?

-[sighs] They call it Sin City

for a reason.

I'm needed here all the time.

-What do you do?

-I do my best.

[jet engines roaring]

-MAN: Good morning,

headbangers.

Today marks the three-year

anniversary

of the passing of beloved

manager of The Relentless,

Ricky Rollins.

And how does the band

mark the occasion?

By getting into

more effing trouble.

-WOMAN: What you got?

-You want some? All right.

-Yeah, f*cking bring it.

-How about that?

-MAN: Girlfriend and bassist

Lily Mayflower

was arrested yesterday,

driving a wedge between

front man Johnny Faust

and his ex-lover and band mate.

Some speculate the band's

comeback is even legit.

No new album date

has been announced,

and the band

hasn't been seen publicly

since their Roxy performance.

Is this

the band's renaissance,

or a complete rupture?

♪

-Hey, lady! How much for

a golden shower?

-Ha, ha. Very funny.

I can't believe they made me

stay 24 hours for disorderly,

but that lady's

not pressing charges.

Hey, beautiful.

Really?

-Yes, really.

-I had to piss, and somehow

that lady made me lose my sh*t.

-So you decide to piss on her

in the middle of

a coffee shop?

In mid day!

-Are you f*cking kidding me?

I just spent the night

in jail.

You know what?

Whatever.

-It's not "whatever," Jade.

It's my f*cking life.

This band is f*cking

important to me. Okay?

The Relentless,

we're finally back.

And now,

it's all gone to sh*t again.

And you couldn't have waited

two minutes

when you knew Gretchen

was about to get there.

-I'm so sorry that Gretchen

is not on the top of my list.

-Well, she should be.

The Relentless is how

I pay for this f*cking car!

And our f*cking rent!

-I wasn't thinking of it

in that moment.

I mean, are you kidding me?

It's not like I woke up

today thinking,

"Hmm, how could I f*ck

Lily's day up today?"

-Well, you did, and now

Johnny hates me all over again.

-So, what band

you singin' for again?

-f*ck off, Dylan.

-Not right now with

the jokes, please.

With the sh*t that

you just pulled,

I'm back to square one!

-Yeah. Well, all that history

started way before me.

-You're selfish.

-Can you just drive?

I would love to take

a shower right now.

-Golden shower?

-Go back to London, Dylan.

[car starts]

-WOMAN [on PA]:

Welcome to Los Angeles.

Please remain in your seat

with your seatbelt fastened.

♪

[door buzzes]

-Hello there, sunshine.

-Mom, what did you do?

-I made some progress

is what I did.

By the way, this is

my beautiful daughter,

Vivian Thomas.

-Vivian, it's a pleasure.

-Hey. Oh

-I apologize for anything

my mom has done

to make this more difficult.

How did this end up

at the airport?

Oh, God. Does Johnny

know what's going on?

-That's a good question.

-Yeah, um, I-- I guess.

[stammers] Are they bringing

Faith back in here?

What did they say? Did they--

-Yeah, I mean, I just--

I just signed for her.

-They've had her, like,

so long.

I-- I--

They just took her from me.

When Faith comes back in here,

why don't we all just

go back to my house

and-- and talk about this?

-We can all go in my car.

Yeah, I think maybe Vivian and

I should travel separately.

[door buzzes]

-Oh, girl.

-Oh, my God.

-LIZZIE: Hey, squirt.

-Yeah.

-[door buzzes]

-Yeah, let's get the f*ck

out of here.

Thanks for ruining

my only vacation.

First one in 25 years.

[traffic noise]

[baby crying]

-Look, it ain't my fault that

the record label man

didn't know that he

couldn't fly with the kid.

-Mom, I'm not mad that

I had to come out here.

I'm mad that you're trying

to hold them up for money.

It's blackmail.

-Blackmail? Really?

-ADAM:

Let me get this straight.

Let's see if the numbers

are right.

The mother of this child

is demanding $1 million

to keep quiet,

plus $250,000 a year to renew

promise of silence contract

until the child is

18 years old.

-That's over

five million bucks.

-That's a lot of bucks.

-Okay, so why don't you

tell me how,

in your magical

fantasy world,

you plan on paying for

veterinary school?

You know, your father

didn't have a life insurance.

Nothin'.

We have $1300 in the bank,

so why don't you go ahead

and educate me.

-It's either that or

Johnny faces the music.

-AKA loses Gretchen.

Right. Then what,

loses his sobriety,

loses his focus on the band,

loses God knows what else.

-DRIVER: You want to go to

veterinary school, huh?

That's admirable,

I love animals.

You know, the, uh, two-legged

animals in this town

are a lot worse than

the four-legged ones.

[laughs]

Right or wrong?

-Wait. You were my Uber driver

last time I was here.

-[gasps] Oh, yeah,

yeah, yeah, that, uh--

You know,

I think I talk too much,

'cause my ratings went down

and they gave me the boot,

so, yeah,

I'm kickin' it old school.

Drivin' a taxi.

So, gonna tell me why

you're really here?

Hm? Who's the baby daddy?

-ELIAS: It's the kid

we gotta worry about.

She needs a home 'cause

that chick, she don't--

she don't wanna raise her,

the way she

walked into the office,

just handed her over-- Boop!

-Yeah, yeah,

the kid needs a home,

but I think we should

negotiate with these people,

I mean, that's

a f*ck' lot of money.

-DRIVER: We goin' back to

the record label?

Come on, ladies,

talk to me!

-Miss, you have

the directions, right?

You have GPS. Why don't you

just look at the road

and stop talking now.

Thank you.

-[clears throat]

Sorry. I'm sorry.

You are absolutely right,

ma'am.

You know,

I've heard the road to Hell is

paved with good intentions.

Whoo, Hollywood Hills,

here we come!

-[baby fussing]

-ELIAS: It's the grandma.

-Yeah, exactly,

it's the grandma.

She's calling the shots.

She's got an itchy

trigger finger,

she's ready to go

right to the tabloids.

I don't trust her.

She's got

a crazy look in her eye.

Don't know,

you look into her eyes,

you don't know what

she's gonna do.

It's like a--

kind of witch eyes.

-[cell phone buzzes]

-You know what I mean?

Who's that?

Why are they calling you?

-We'll find out.

Hey, hello.

-Well, you are quite

the puppet master these days

with that big band of yours.

Lot of headlines this week.

-Yeah, that's me, mad genius.

Pullin' strings.

What's the special occasion?

-Why's it gotta be a special

occasion for me to call you?

-Because every time

you f*cking call,

there's some agenda you got.

Now, why don't you just

own it and speak.

-Well, I would like to buy

your company.

So, why don't you say--

-[phone beeps]

-Puke nose dipshit.

-Did you just hang up on him?

-f*ck' ant head.

-Wow, just like that, huh?

Hang up on Oliver Ostergaard.

-Yeah, you have no idea.

I'll never forgive that

puke nose

for what he did to me.

-I have never seen you get

hung up on like that before.

I mean, there's gotta be

a different approach

we can take with Elias.

Maybe we have legal send him

a big formal offer.

-It's never been about money

with him.

Never.

When we started Pantheon,

he had this vision in his head

that it was gonna be all about

the music and the artists,

and the business would just

fall into place.

But when I decided that

it was time to grow up,

to build a company,

he decided he didn't want

to be friends anymore.

-[scoffs] Okay.

What if we offer him

a major stock option

so he feels like

he's a part of us?

On top of the offer.

-He despises the fact that

I'm publicly traded.

It's just who he is.

Doesn't matter how many

great records we made together.

[chuckles]

Just couldn't take the punk rock

out of the old b*stard.

[phone chimes]

♪

[phone buzzes]

-Hey, babe.

-GRETCHEN: Hey.

How's the studio?

-Um, yeah, it's-- it's fine.

I-- I gotta meet up

with Elias later.

Hey, do you wanna go get sushi

and see a movie tonight?

-GRETCHEN: Sure, yeah.

That-- That sounds fun.

-I love you.

-GRETCHEN: I love you, too.

[phone beeps]

-[sighs]

[piano]

-[baby cooing]

-Why don't we just

try to come to a--

a fair compromise on

the finances.

-Well, I think what

we're asking is fair.

-Um, Vivian,

if Johnny agrees to

the numbers,

why don't you just

raise Faith yourself?

-Same reason Johnny

isn't raising her.

I have my own dreams.

-Uh-huh. Uh-huh.

-Johnny and I both have to sign

off on adoption papers, right?

-Yes, you do.

-Well, you seem to

get along with her.

You like her.

Yeah. You have kids,

are you married?

-I don't have any kids.

[door closes]

-Well, there he is,

the man of the hour.

-JOHNNY: Can I?

-Of course.

♪

I can hear my train coming

It's a lonesome

and distant cry ♪

-ADAM: Look, we all want

what's best for Faith.

I think we just need to be

a little reasonable

about the money.

-JOHNNY: No, it's fine.

I just-- I want to find

the right home for Faith,

I want-- I want her to have

amazing parents.

-[baby fussing]

-JOHNNY: I want Vivian

to be taken care of.

And if that means

it's expensive, then so be it.

-Well, I don't see why

y'all can't just take turns

and raise her together,

I mean

why do you have to

give her away to strangers?

-Well, if Johnny wasn't

gettin' married,

and, uh, in a full time

touring band,

we might be having

a different conversation.

-I don't know that

we would be.

I don't even want to

think about the scarring

that would happen to her from

learning how she was conceived.

I did that interview before

I even knew she existed.

I don't have my sh*t together

enough to be a parent.

Especially when

there's responsible,

happily married people

out there

wishing they could bring

a child into the world.

I-- I mean, Adam, aren't you

and Janice the perfect example?

-Okay, um, it's been

a long 24 hours.

None of us have really slept,

so, um,

maybe we ought to get

these ladies some rest.

-Yes.

-We'll talk about this later.

Doesn't have to be

decided right now,

so do you guys have

any place to stay?

-Not yet.

-Well, you can stay here

if you want.

I got room.

-Much obliged.

starting to freeze

What makes a man

Want to break

a heart with ease? ♪

[giggling]

-Okay.

♪

What makes a man

I think I might know

What makes a man

I think I might know

What makes a man

[giggling]

-Is she always

this well behaved?

-I think she likes you.

I can hear my train coming

Looks like time

is on my side ♪

[giggling]

I can hear my train coming

I'm still

runnin' for my life ♪

What makes a man pray

When he's about to die?

-Thank you.

-[coughs]

[phone buzzes]

sh*t. It's their agent.

-Just answer it,

and be yourself.

-Hello, this is Simon.

-MAYA: Hey, Simon,

it's Maya.

So Pauly told me you did

a great job for them last night

and the show was sold out.

-Um, yeah. Yeah, no, it was--

it was packed in there.

-MAYA: Well,

me and Jay are done,

and he is not a fan of yours.

[chuckles]

-Yeah, um, he seems to think

he owns the whole area

when it comes to rock shows,

like, no one's allowed to

but him.

-MAYA: Well, I'm surprised

he didn't try to

sabotage your show last night.

Anyway, I have to move

all of my club shows

on the calendar with him.

How do you feel about

taking them on?

-Oh, my God. Really? Wow.

I-- I would love to.

Is that actually an option?

-MAYA: Oh, it's an option,

if you could send us

50 percent deposit

for all of them

with signed contracts.

It's five shows over

the next six weeks.

-How much is the deposit?

-MAYA: 12,000.

-[mouthing]

-[phone beeps]

-Are you out of your mind?

-Hey, it's a long way to the top

if you wanna rock and roll.

-MAYA: Hello? Simon?

You still there?

-Yeah, I'm-- I'm here.

Um yeah, we can--

we can do it, I can do it.

-MAYA: Great.

My assistant will email you

the details on each show

and the wire info

and then we'll lock it up.

-All right. Perfect.

Thank you so much.

-MAYA: Talk soon.

-Holy sh*t.

[laughs]

-Look at you, big time.

[laughs]

-Okay, but now I have to

find a new venue.

I don't even have a place

to put these shows.

-Well, I mean,

just take my car

and go hit up every bar

and billiard hall in town.

You're gonna find something.

-That doesn't solve

the deposit issue.

We don't have 12 grand.

-Uh, since when did not having

enough money ever stop us?

-Guess it doesn't.

-Don't Bogart that joint,

my friend,

pass it over to me!

-I'm sorry.

-You are so selfish.

-What? I'm selfish?

-MAYA: Hey, boys.

Come on in.

Come on, give me a hug.

-How you doin'?

-Hey. So, are you guys ready

to headline your own Ozzfest?

-Yeah.

-Well, you've always been

our Sharon.

-Aww

-[chuckling]

-All right, have you guys

thought of any names yet?

-No. None that really stuck.

We did discuss it, though,

and we--

we want to dedicate

the festival to Ricky.

Today's the three anniversary

of his death,

and if it weren't for him,

we wouldn't even be a thing.

-Yeah.

-God rest his soul.

I'll never forget

the first time he came in here

to pitch me on you guys.

[British accent] They're really

f*ck' brilliant, Miss Maya.

No EDM folk hipster

indie bullshit.

-Oh, my God.

-They're a real

f*ck' rock band.

-It's like he's in the room.

-Yes, I know,

I sound just like him.

-And the rest is history.

[sighs] Okay, guys.

Here's the deal.

Hit Parader's getting into

the music festival business.

-Damn. Really?

-Wow.

-And if you're open to it,

they'd like to partner with us.

-Um, yeah.

But can we do it in D.C.?

You know, we want to bring back

the spirit of rock

when there was

a cultural consequence.

You know,

show people that this music

is about unity and change,

and, you know, I'm just--

Thank you.

I'm just so tired of watching

political opinions

divide our fans

and everyone around us.

-Well, I like the vision, Vic.

So, what are you guys thinking?

Stadium? Open field?

-Uh, no, needs to be outside.

-Outdoors.

-Yeah, in the grass and dirt.

Stadiums just don't have

the same magic as open fields.

-Well, it's gonna have to be

outside of the D.C. borders

in Virginia

because they have this

massive fairground there

that has a liquor license,

and they just got permitted

for concerts.

-Wow.

-Well, I mean,

if Hit Parader are puttin' their

entire machine behind this,

you know, front cover of

the magazine,

push the festival on

their network,

could be pretty perfect.

And they're a huge brand,

legendary at this point.

-Right.

-Only thing I would want to

watch out for

is f*ck with the money.

-No, because we'll oversee

everything,

from the parking to

the concessions

to the merch, ticket sales,

even sponsorship.

The days are over taking

a flat fee from a corporation

while they force feed

Bud Lights to your fans.

Okay? We are the corporation.

-Nice.

-This is gonna be about

you and your fans. Okay?

-So, how real is this?

-Oh, this is about

as real as it gets, baby.

-All right.

-Michelle, can you get

Ash on the phone?

-MICHELLE: You got it.

-All right, the new owner

of Hit Parader

is totally erratic

and impulsive and crazy,

and he's got

crazy mood swings,

but he will throw down

real coin.

-Awesome.

-Okay.

-Yeah.

-MICHELLE: Ash from Hit Parader

is on line one.

-Let's do it.

-Okay.

-Hey, Ash, this is Maya.

-ASH: Mayushka.

How are you, baby?

-Are you ready to have

The Relentless

headline the very first

Hit Parader festival?

-I'm listening. Where?

-Outside of D.C.

-ASH: D.C.?

The Relentless invades

the nation's capital.

Okay, I'm in.

But that-- that's gonna be

heavy security;

drug dogs, metal detectors.

I mean, it's never been

a worse time

in the history

of live music for deaths.

Overdosing, shot's fired--

-Okay. Okay, Ash.

Um, so come by your office

this week

to get some ink to paper?

-ASH: Okay, I like that,

Miss Maya.

One more thing.

Maybe you tell the band

no pissing on the customers.

Save that fetish stuff

for the backstage.

Sick b*stards.

And have that well-spoken

guitarist go on Pinfield tonight

and give a little hint of

what's to come.

-Dude, whatever,

you take this one.

-Are-- Are you sure?

-Yeah. No, I've got

stuff to do tonight anyway.

-Okay.

-ASH: Miss Maya,

what are you doing tonight?

Maybe we can have

a nice bottle of red wine,

maybe go have a movie.

You know,

I love rock and roll,

you are the queen of

rock and roll.

Maybe together, we'll have

a little rock and roll.

-Okay, boys. Bye.

-Maya.

-[phone line clicks]

-Okay.

-Well, cheers.

-Cheers. Yes!

-[glasses clink]

-Hit Parader.

-MATT PINFIELD: So We've got

a big announcement

pertaining to The Relentless

finally returning to

the east coast,

and I know your fans are

really excited about it.

-Oh, we're very excited, too.

-Hanging out with

guitarist Vic Lakota

here on the show today,

and, Vic,

I've gotta ask you,

what do you think about

Kanye West's recent rant

about mind control,

and Beyoncé's drummer

accusing her of

practicing witchcraft

and filing

a restraining order?

-Well, I mean, I--

I don't practice Santería,

but I-- I guess sometimes truth

can be stranger than fiction.

But, no, I can't comment

one way or the other

on any of that stuff,

it's not my place.

-Crazy stuff goin' on in

the music business right now.

Now, our number one request

from our viewers

is to talk about the occult and

the Illuminati in Hollywood.

Now, knowing

your band's history,

how do you feel about this,

and, uh,

do you guys still engage in

ceremonies or rituals?

-Uh, no. No, no, no.

No, um,

actually, ever since our

original manager died,

we, um--

we all swore against it,

none of us go anywhere near

any of that stuff anymore.

-Is that right?

-Dear Ricky,

beloved spirit,

I ask permission

to communicate.

Please speak to us

and move among us.

-His ashes are all that's

left on this earth.

His memories are all that's

left in your mind.

Now let Ricky's essence

fill your lungs.

♪

Now let Ricky's essence

fill your brain.

-[snorting]

-WOMAN: Now,

let Ricky join us tonight.

♪

-[screaming]

-You just want to pay 'em off.

You're sure that's how

you want to handle this?

-I'm sure.

-Now, where's the money

gonna come from?

-If my manager can find it,

I'm ready to work.

-Look, I think we should

offer the family

half what they're asking,

first of all.

-Her dad is dead

because of me.

-You can't blame yourself

for somebody's suicide.

-It's too late, Adam.

Dylan and I f*cked her

and her mom on a bus

high out of our minds

just to be debaucherous.

If that gets out,

people will know

it was Vivian

and her mother.

I-- I can't-- I can't be

responsible for that,

I've done too much damage

already.

-Okay, all right, all right.

I'll take care of it, okay?

It'll all be fine.

-There she is.

One more thing.

Lily's out.

-What?

-She's gone.

-That's the stupidest

f*ck' idea I've ever heard.

We'll talk about it later.

-Hi.

-Hi. I can't stay.

You look fantastic.

Enjoy dinner.

-Bring Janice to a game.

-Oh, yeah, that'd be great.

-GRETCHEN: Yeah.

-We'll talk later, Johnny.

-Bye. Good to see you.

♪

[thunder rumbling]

-Dom.

Dom, wake up,

it's your turn to drive.

Yo, yo!

-I ain't drivin'.

Make Kevin drive.

-Dude,

just stick to the order.

-My wife paid for this new RV.

Kevin's gonna drive.

Jesus Christ.

Wake up, man.

Wake up, Kevin.

Wake up, Kevin!

-[grunting]

-Jesus.

-Ahh!

What, man! f*ck you!

Untie me, piece of sh*t!

-You've gotta drive,

you sloppy f*ck.

-I ain't drivin',

it's your turn!

I'm still hammered!

-Yo, let me get some water.

-KEVIN: f*ck' piss bottles

all over me!

-Why are we driving so far?

Maya should have booked us

in Carolina.

Dom, she tried everywhere in

the Carolinas, North and South.

-Maybe Elias should work the new

record a little bit harder.

Whatever.

-It's not whatever!

No one in Charlotte, Raleigh,

Winston-Salem, Wilmington,

Charleston, Myrtle Beach,

no one within 400 miles,

not one single promoter,

is willing to pay your a*s

to get on stage.

We're goin' to

Chattanooga, bro.

Think about it

for a second. f*ck!

-Maybe you shouldn't write

Chattanooga riffs.

-m*therf*cker!

I'm the only as*h*le that's ever

gave a sh*t about this band.

All you care about is

booze and broads.

None of you's

ever had my vision.

Yo, I'm-- I'm over it!

-Are you over it all?

-Yo, did Maya try Spartanburg

in South Carolina?

-Go get f*ck' gas.

-Uh, I'll go get gas,

all right?

-Go pump the f*ck' gas.

-Untie me already, dude!

-Get the f*ck up and

pump the f*ck' gas.

♪

-I'll take it all off.

-What?

-Did you guys win today?

-We won!

How was practice?

-It was good.

That sh*t at the coffee shop

inspired me to write.

-Mm. Well, I'm glad

one good thing

came out of that.

I'm gonna take a shower.

-Did you get your period yet?

-No. Didn't, actually.

-Leo still doesn't even know

about the kid.

Any A level producer we want

is gonna be another half a mil

to a mil.

I mean, after paying for

the kid, your commission,

our attorney percentage,

the current band debt,

a month of everyone's bills

and a producer,

that whole three million,

it's gone.

This is insane, Adam.

-Well, if you want to

talk insane

there is one producer who

refuses to take money up front.

Leo's always wanted to

work with him.

-[scoffs]

-Get us a lot of headlines.

-No. Levi Svengali?

Yeah, right, man.

There's no way.

Johnny would never

work with him. No.

-You gonna give him

the option?

-MAN: All right,

this is the Mavens,

"I Don't Believe In Love,"

rollin' on take 17.

[rock]

Yow!

You know I'm

feelin' it tonight ♪

I wanna do it good

I wanna get it right

Tonight I don't--

-Stop, stop.

-[vocalizing]

-MAN: Yeah,

cut the f*ck' song.

Darlin',

what you singin' about?

-Having a good time

with my friends.

-Well, happiness don't sell.

Especially when it's fake.

Oh, did I hurt your feelings?

-Yeah.

-Oh, I did?

-Yeah, actually, you did.

-Good. Let's dive in.

Why you so happy you want to

sing it from the mountain top?

-These are the lyrics

I like for this song.

-Stop laying into her.

Let's just work on

something else,

preferably something with

a keyboard.

-Alyx, this song does not have

any keyboards in it,

and this is the one we're

workin' on right now.

-Yeah, and it's workin' out

real good for us, isn't it?

-Why don't you go ahead

and take a walk?

Yep. Just you.

[clattering]

Sheva, you like your day job?

You proud of what you do?

-I'm a dancer.

I take care of myself,

and I'm proud

I don't need a man.

-You don't need a man,

but what you do need is a hit.

You're trying to tell me you're

happy getting down on all fours

scrapin' dollar bills

off a stage?

Is that the stage you imagine

you'd be on right now?

I didn't try

if I'm honest ♪

Probably gave

a little too much ♪

Been on the edge for a while

'Cause I promised

that I would be, yeah ♪

-I make the real money

doing private dances.

Why are we talking about

this sh*t?

Let's just get back to the song,

that's why we're here.

-Oh, we're still in the song.

See, you call it

private dances.

I call it grinding on

the crotches of strangers.

You ever wonder how dirty

their denim is

when it's rubbin' all on

your flesh down there?

That filth ever cross

your mind?

-They're my clients.

-Your clients.

Excuse me. Well

how many of your clients

got wives at home?

What if that was your man

posted up in the back

with some bad b*tch

naked in his lap

while you at home with

the kids, tuckin' them in?

How's that gonna

make you feel, huh?

-My man did worse than

that sh*t.

I had a normal day job,

and he was f*cking my friends

behind my back!

-All right.

See, that's why you ended up

doing what you do.

And now we got some truth

and that's okay.

So let's sing about that.

-What? Sing about what?

-When you see one of

your clients

wearin' a big a*s wedding ring

when he's grabbin' your t*ts

all bare knuckled,

what crosses your mind?

When you leave the club,

cracked out, 5 a.m.,

smellin' like God knows what,

God knows who,

and the first thing

you see is a new photo

that your ex posted with

his new girl,

little younger,

little tighter,

I bet you she's got a f*ck'

happy song to sing.

Why don't I bring in her

and start trackin' her?

-Play the f*cking song.

♪

No more nightmares,

I've seen them all ♪

From the day I was born

They haunted my every move

Heavy open hands

there to push and shove ♪

No time for love,

it doesn't matter ♪

He made a difference

I guess he had a way

Of makin' every night

seem bright as day ♪

Now I walk in shadows

Never see the light

He must have lied,

he never said goodbye ♪

I don't believe in love

I never have,

I never will ♪

I don't believe in love

I'll just pretend

he never was real. ♪

I don't believe in love

I need to forget his face,

I see it still ♪

I don't believe in love

It's never worth

the pain that you feel ♪

♪

Yow!

♪

-VIC: Adam,

you usually make sense,

but now you're scaring me,

all right?

Johnny's favorite singer

committed suicide

after working with--

-After making one of

the most influential albums

in a long time.

Nobody knows for sure if

he k*lled himself.

It's-- It's rumors.

You got a better idea?

There's no end to trauma

The only hope is

one day I'll forget ♪

The pain of knowing

what could never be ♪

With or without love,

it's all the same to me ♪

I don't believe in love

I never have,

I never will ♪

I don't believe in love

I'll just pretend

he never was real ♪

I don't believe in love

I never have,

I never will ♪

I don't believe in love

It's never worth the pain

That you feel

The pain

That you feel

♪

Not now

If only I could turn

this water to wine ♪

I need it one last time

Maybe I could turn

this darkness to light ♪

I need it one last time

I need it

one last time ♪

I wanna feel alive

I need it one last time

Your body has made

impressions on me ♪

I'm cravin' the high,

I'm down on my knees ♪

I love the way it tastes,

don't take it all away ♪

Not now

Not now

If only it was real again

If only I could be again

If only I could turn

this water to wine ♪

I need it one last time

I need it

one last time ♪

Maybe I could turn

this darkness to light ♪

I need it one last time

I need it

one last time ♪

I wanna feel alive

I need it one last time