All language subtitles for Manson.Family.2003.DVD.Anchor

You better wise up,

the time is gonna come

when all men will judge
themselves before God.

It�ll be the worst hell.

The worst Hell on Earth.

It�ll make Nazi Germany
look like a picnic.

And you gotta be ready
for that, right now,

right here right now,

just like that!

And that�s where
we�re at all the time.

Whatever is
necessary, you do it.

When somebody needs to be
killed, there�s no wrong.

You do it and move you on.

There�s a revolution
coming very soon.

You�ve lit the fuse yourself.

We�re gonna cut and
chop all you fuckers up.

L.A. will burn to the ground.

Los Angeles will
burn to the ground.

Once again, you�ve judged
a reflection of yourselves.

We are what you made us.

And when your so betrayed.

[Unintelligible]

I don�t know who
fired the shot.

I don�t know who
killed the congressman

as far as I�m
concerned I killed him,

you understand
what I�m saying,

I killed him.

He had no business coming.

I told him not to come.

Die with a degree of dignity

Lay down your
life with dignity

Don�t lay down
with tears and agony.

There�s nothing to death

It�s like Mac said,

it�s just stepping
over to another plain.

Don�t be this way,

stop these hysterics.

This is not the way for
people who are socialistic
communist to die.

No way for us to die,

we must die
with some dignity.

we must die
with some dignity

We will have no choice,

now we have some choice.

You think their gonna
allow this to be done.

Allow us to get by with this

[Unintelligible]

It has never been
done before you think.

Its been done by
every tribe in history.

Every tribe facing annihilation.

In the Amazon their
doing it right now

they refuse to bring any
babies into the world.

they save every child
that comes into this world.

Because they don�t want to
live in this kind of world.

So be patient, be patient.

I tell you, I don�t care
how many screams you hear,

I don�t care how
many anguished cries,

Death is a million
times preferable

to ten more
days of this life.

If you knew what
was ahead of you,

if you knew what
was ahead of you,

you�d be glad to be
stepping over tonight.

Death, death, death is common.

One week from tonight,

join me, Jack Wilson,

for a special edition
of Crime Scene.

We�re gonna journey back to
August 9th and 10th 1969.

We�re waiting for our
father to be set free.

Two nights of Murder

that sent terror
through Los Angeles

and ultimately, the world.

Judgment Day
is coming people!

Next week on Crime Scene,

we�re going to bring you face
to face with the evil few,

that forever poisoned
the Love Generation.

As I talk with the members
of Charlie�s Family.

Hear the jailhouse
confessions of Leslie,

the homecoming queen,

twisted by Charlie

into a knife wielding maniac.

Bobby, the unknown
lynchpin of the family

who committed
the first murder.

Sadie, now a born
again Christian,

once Charlie�s most
outrageous disciple.

Patty, a former
Sunday School teacher.

She found Jesus
Christ in Charlie.

And Tex, the former High
School football Captain,

who became Charlie�s
bloodiest butcher.

In Charlie they found a Daddy,

a lover, and a Savior.

And it only took his words
to ignite within them

a rampage of hate and Murder.

The actual killers.

Bringing into focus
for the first time,

their years as members
of Charlie�s Family.

Father cares, you can
tell in his voice he cares.

Oh, we did so many
drugs, and it made sense,

I mean we were sure
that it would work.

How�s your day Jack?

Well, she�s up
for parole you know,

at the end of the year.

My parole hearings
are taped and broadcast.

There�s no return
address on this one, hmm.

Let me see.

What the hell is that?

Take a look at this,

To the Pig Producer
of the Charlie movie.

How much more,

am I supposed to suffer,

for something that I did
when I was 20 years old.

Hook up the
half inch machine,

I wanna see what
the hell it is.

You got it.

The powers of the serpent,

that live inside all...

Charlie.

...that is true on
the line of infinity,

infinity speaks in all life

in the voice of
the lost Child...

Kill it.

Hey, you know,
maybe whoever sent it

thinks you�ll use it.

There�s no way in hell
I�m gonna use that thing.

Every time they even make
a mention of the murders,

the Family Murders,

it is Charlie,
Charlie, Charlie,

The, the Prince
of Evil, right?

Very seldom have
I ever seen them mention

the kids that
put in the knives

and the bullets
in the victims

That�s what gets me.

Bobby and Gypsy and I

were sort of this...

traveling family of our own.

I already had that shit
down, when I met him.

I had my girls, he had his.

This is really getting...

Relax.

Heavy Bobby I�m...

I�m getting really bad vibes.

On acid.

They�re eating my skin!

Help me!

Volcanoes are beautiful!

Fire is beautiful!

No, No, No!

[Screaming]

Let it die!

I�m gonna die!

Let it die.

Let it die.

Let it die.

Let it go.

Let it go.

Let it go where it wants...

let it go.

Let it go.

Let it go.

Let it die, Let it die.

Bobby met Charlie.

If anybody was
influenced, it was him.

By me.

And so I met Charlie.

Making music is
how I met Charlie,

when I joined a band
called the Milky Way,

Charlie was in it.

He was a fine Musician,

very intense,

very vivid from being
locked up all that time.

And he was a great lyricist.

I was, like a
lot of kids my age,

looking for God.

On a quest for God.

Stumbling around,

taking drugs.

Kind of like a blind
girl in a Forest,

Let me hit that now.

Linda, I want you to come to
the Ranch with me this time.

Just for a few days.

Charlie acts from his soul.

Charlie is the man that
we�ve all been waiting for.

I was living in this
apartment, with my Dog,

and my life was
really routine.

I�d just go to work,
go home, go shopping.

Go to work, go
home, go shopping.

And, it was really a drag.

And then Charlie blows in

and he just
changed everything.

And I dropped it all.

And I just took off.

He brought out all
these things in me

that I was just
sticking in slots.

When Charlie got out,

he was 33,

he�d been locked
up since he was 13.

And he was lonely.

And this was the first time

he had a group of women
that cared about him,

that loved him.

And Charlie loved those girls.

He treated them
with plenty of respect.

Well, I was trying to get
close to Charlie�s girls.

It�s astounding that
Charlie even knew Dennis,

and that we were
all living in this

rock stars mansion
in the first place.

But then Dennis wised up

and kicked us all out.

There�s a lot of
acid at the ranch.

Well of course I went
where the girls went.

I followed them
out to the ranch,

and tried to integrate
myself with Charlie.

I came to you with all
the love in my heart.

And you slaughtered me man.

You slaughtered me.

And now I gotta hide,

I gotta hide my soul

so you won�t kill me.

And that�s why the
kids have to hide,

They come out and
their parents say

shut up get back
inside of yourself.

You don�t need
to be so bright,

cause then we�ve got
to judge ourselves.

They hate to
look at themselves.

They hate to look at the
truth in themselves man.

They persecute themselves.

Charlie,

this is Tex.

You can have anything I got.

Charlie wasn�t
the leader at all.

He followed us around
and took care of us.

Are you ready to die?

Yes I am.

Then live forever!

Being accepted by
the Family and Charlie

was like an answer

an answer to an
unspoken prayer.

Before his
Helter Skelter trip,

everything was beautiful.

All we did was smoke grass,

and drop acid,

and make love,

as much as possible.

We were forced to
examine our souls,

not privately, or secretly,

but before Charlie

and the entire family.

I mean, really, everything
that everything was for,

was for fucking.

That�s what everything
was for, Man.

To unify ourselves with LSD.

I mean, if we
weren�t fucking,

we were leading up to it.

It was heavy.

And if we weren�t leading
up to it, we were fucking.

I didn�t have any
experience with group sex,

but I warmed up to it.

The girls kept telling me,

that it was my
parents� hang ups,

that I had to
deprogram myself

from their inhibitions.

That�s what Charlie said the
whole universe was about, man

it was all one big fuck.

Everything was in and out,

smoking, and
eating, and drinking.

It was all just one big fuck.

We�re not hippies,

we�re slippies.

Well, the ranch
was fairly isolated.

You had to take a back road

from the Santa Susanna Pass
to get there,

and it was owned by this

eighty year old,
blind guy named George.

Well, Charlie never
really believed

that George was
completely blind.

He would have
one of the girls

strip down in front
of him from time to time,

just to see if there
was some sort of reaction.

Charlie was always
trying to cultivate George

with the girls, you know,

to help cook and clean,

and make love to him.

And of course we helped
out around the ranch.

Whatever, shoveling manure,

grooming the horses,

whatever it took
to keep up a good front,

and make us look
good with George.

And for the most part,

we got along with
the other ranch hands.

Goddamn it move you
hippie bastards!

Except for Shorty.

Freaks!

Excuse me.

Charlie tried,

but Shorty was just
that one ranch hand

that he couldn�t
work his magic on.

Charlie wasn�t
looking for attention.

Which is why he
got so much of it.

You people sure
have strange concepts

of boyfriend, girlfriend.

Hi Tex.

Hey Tex.

Sadie.

I didn�t know what to make
of Bobby when I met him.

He seemed like a spoiled,
super hippy, you know?

Arrogant, always trying to use

a power that he
didn�t really have,

to influence the
rest of the group.

What�s the problem?

Last night, you said

we were going
swimming this morning.

I didn�t know you were
going to be in the
barn, fucking Bobby.

Look, I don�t belong
to you Tex, you got that.

I don�t belong to anybody.

I can do anything I want,

and so can you.

Then why in hell did you bring
me here in the first place?

I brought you here
to meet everyone.

I brought you here
to meet Charlie.

Charlie, Charlie,
Charlie, Charlie

Sometimes our
group lovemaking could
be pretty comical,

other times it
was devastating.

But that�s how
we were growing.

We were forming
a bond as a family.

And Charlie was directing
all these energies,

but no one could direct them.

Charlie wasn�t our leader.

He didn�t want
us hanging on him,

like our parents wanted
us to hang onto them.

We didn�t need them.

Charlie let us be beautiful.

I�m willing to
die for Charlie,

because he�s me.

Well, we believed

that we were cleansing
ourselves, spiritually.

The goal was to achieve
an inner harmony,

as a group,

as an example to
the rest of the world.

Which we saw as
phony and desperate.

We talk this way
about Charlie,

and people say,

people like you,

say that we�re brainwashed.

But we�ve seen
Charlie do things

that no human being
has done before.

We saw him pick up
a bird in the desert

and breath on it

and bring it back to life.

And he said,

See I told you
you were perfect.

You must always think
of yourself as perfection.

And I bought it,

and him and the
whole brainwash.

Man, I�ve been trying to
get a buzz off everybody.

Nobody has nothing.

Awwhhh.

Clem!

I need to get high.

Pack me a bowl.

Please.

That was the last one.

Oh, you�ve got to be kidding,

there isn�t any more.

No!

Goddamn it!

Goddamn it!

Goddamn it,
Charlie, that sucks.

Hmmmm... yeah.

I know some knuckleheads,

we can burn
for at least a lid.

C�mon, let�s go.

Whoa, whoa now,

whoa there,

whoa there Sadie!

Hey, hey, hey,

Charlie, Charlie,
let go of my leg.

Whoa whoa hey hey.

Hey, whoa Sadie.

Whoa.

Hold on now.

Oh my,

you�ve got some
dirty feet here, Sadie.

Let�s clean them.

There was a love there.

A very strong, a
very true love there.

And if I hadn�t felt it,

I wouldn�t have
followed Charlie.

A Joint!

You�ve got, you�ve got pot!

Oh thank God,

Charlie has a joint.

Would you light this.

But until I see all of
you knowing who you are

I�m going to be
very much what I am.

God Almighty God.

Who do you think
sent that tape?

Maybe it was a practical
joke by some kids.

You know, Charlie has been

sort of an underground hero
for a lot of these kids.

Wait a minute,
I want to show you something.

I meant to show you
this the other day.

I picked it up at the Dark
Fantasy Comic Book store,

but look at this,

Row after row of
Charlie faces, look at that.

And then I realized,

that it�s been all been
leading to right now.

You know,
it�s like the family,

this is the last time.

Because now, I�ve
got the perfect body,

the one I�ve wanted all along.

The strongest one.

The one that�s gonna make it
through for the last time.

Charlie told us

that Children were the
real leaders of the Family.

They were the ones
who lead the way.

Since we waited on
them they set the pace.

Jesus Christ and his
children were just kids.

They were living
free, without guilt,

and without shame.

They were able to
take off their clothes

and lie in the sun
and be one, together.

We took hundreds of
acid trips together,

smoked a lot
of pot together,

because we wanted
to be like Charlie,

because to us,

he was living perfection.

We wanted to mirror him.

We had so much sex.

We had every kind of
sex you can imagine.

We did things you�d
never even think of.

It�s a miracle I�m not
dead from diseases by now.

I had no standards,

I would sleep with anybody.

Anybody I wanted to,

or anybody
Charlie wanted me to.

He would always give
me to the meanest biker

or the craziest whoever,

because he said I could
out freak anyone with sex.

Alright, go ahead
and print that.

You know when the trial
started for the Family,

it was really
the milestone

in the death of
the Hippie Movement,

everyone really
thinks Patty Hearst...

Martin Luther King
died with love!

Kennedy died,
talking about something

he couldn�t even understand,

some kind of generalized love

and he never
even backed it up!

He sucked out!

Bullshit!

Love is the only weapon

with which I�ve got to fight?

I�ve got a hell of a
lot of weapons to fight!

I�ve got my clothes,

I�ve got compasses,

I got guns,

I got dynamite,

I�ve got a hell
of a lot to fight!

I�ll fight, I�ll fight!

[Unintelligible]

I call on you
to stop this now,

if you have any
respect at all.

Are we Black, proud,
socialists, or what are we?

Hey now, that reminds
me of something.

Remember the bookstore
where I got the poster?

OK they had both of Charlies
Albums there, both of them.

On either vinyl or CDs.

Well, he finally
made the record bins.

I think it�s ridiculous.

Yeah, but did you buy them?

So Terry, what was it
like to talk to Charlie?

You could take him
in very small doses.

I mean, he�d throw
ten things at you,

you�d be on three,

he�d be on seven and getting
real physical about it.

He�d, he�d bend over,

he�d pick up a
handful of rocks

and he�d toss them
into the air and say

See, you can throw it all away
and it�ll come back to you.

We�re flashing with
divine harmony this morning.

I just wrote two songs
while the sun was rising.

Very, very, Groovy.

Charlie was not
willing to sell out

to the Record producers,

which is the first and
most important requirement

before the industry is
willing to handle an artist.

Do you want
professional sound!

Maybe something you can use?

I suggest you get
in the booth and ...

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

What�s the problem here, huh?

Many musicians say they
don�t care about the money,

yet they commit themselves

to be at given places,

at certain times,

and to produce what sells.

Whether they
believe it or not.

Charlie didn�t
want that success.

Charlie wanted success
on his own terms,

he didn�t want
to be imprisoned.

I know what�s best
for us man, I know!

Do you know anything about
the acoustics in this studio?

Do you know anything about EQ?

Do you know
anything about mixing?

I know about the Energy
Rays of a free love society,

and I know your cold
heartless technology

hasn�t defined that yet?

Amen, Charlie.

But it�s there,

it�s here,

It�s here, dig?

Like a thought,

it�s a thought,

it�s in a thought,

it�s in a thought
from me to you?

I don�t have to
take this shit!

Jerry, Jerry, Jerry,
Jerry, Jerry c�mon man!

Charlie, what
are you doing,

you don�t go slapping people!

Well fuck you and
your bullshit Studio!

Hey, is that
what you think Man?

Charlie does things his way.

He don�t conform to the pig
rules of the establishment.

So Terry, you worked in
the studio with Charlie.

Now you�re his Producer.

What, what did you think
of him, as a musician,

as an artist?

Charlie was at the edge.

Just the whole sixties scene,

L.A.

Things kind of built
to a critical mass

and at one point,
I actually thought,

Well, maybe there is something

we could do with this, but,

But the music was
really crap, wasn�t it?

Yes, the music was crap.

We�re so formal
over here, on the BBC.

[Charlie singing]
Just come and
say you love me,

give up your world,

c�mon, you can be...

I mean things looked
good for Charlie

and everybody was just goofing

with their
head in the clouds.

Well, we gave
up our own birthdays

and renounced our families.

Charlie didn�t allow
any clocks, calendars,

or anything like
that on the ranch.

Dennis and Bobby
were donating food,

cars, women whatever.

It was always submit,

give something to Charlie.

Submit everything you had,

submit your ego.

If you do not give me
the deed to the ranch,

I will throw you on
the rail road track!

Ahaaaahhhhaaaaahhhhhh!

Help!

Save me, save me!

We�d just drop acid

and share out of this big
pile of clothes and costumes,

and role play the day away.

Changing situations
and characters.

Well, you�re
all going to be clearing
out of here pretty soon,

because George is
getting real tired

of you giving his
ranch a bad name.

I don�t understand
all you little creeps.

Charlie�s not Jesus Christ,

he�s not the Devil.

He�s just a little con man,

he�s spent half his
life in jail goddamn it!

Well once the bikers and
ex-cons moved onto the ranch,

it became a chop shop

for stolen cars,
and dune buggies.

And Shorty began taking
down license plate numbers.

Now Shorty was married
to this black go-go dancer,

and that just
burned Charlie up

because it went
totally against his
racial philosophies.

Hey you nigger lover!

I heard your wife
takes it up the ass.

Is that true?

Well loose lips sink ships.

He never said,
in so many words

that he was Christ,

but he would imply.

Like, when he�d look at me

and smile and he�d say

�Don�t you know who I am?�

I made love to
Charlie last night.

Yeah?

How was it?

Well, it was...

C�mon...

Like what was it like?

It was,

it was great.

It was kind of scary.

He said all these
really nice things to me.

Then when he
started to come...

he got real tense.

And then he climaxed
and I came but...

I got all...

tense.

It was like,
I couldn�t move my arms

for about a minute at all.

I was paralyzed.

It was real scary.

That�s because
your ego was dying.

Until you give of
yourself completely,

and your ego�s dead,

you can�t be at the now.

See what I�m saying?

But it happens, you know.

Stop this nonsense.

Don�t carry this on any more.

You�re exciting the children.

No, no sorrow that it�s over.

I�m glad it�s over.

Hurry, hurry my
children, hurry.

Hold it down, we�ve got time.

It�s an act of suicide,

commit an act of
revolutionary suicide.

We are now at
the end of reason.

We are motion itself.

We are eternal revolution.

If you get behind the
wheel you�ll kill us both!

Now give me the keys.

Give me the keys,
I�ll be back in the morning.

No.

Give them to me.

No, I�ll take us home.

C�mon have a drink.

I gotta go home.

Thanks for nothing!

I�m sorry.

Hey Simi,

what�s the matter?

Nothing.

Do you want some of this?

Hunh-uh.

Tex was trying
to please Charlie.

What are you doing?

Come here.

Charlie loved it

when they brought young
girls into the Family.

�Young Love�
is what he called it.

Go get me some young love.

Hey, I�ll take you home,

I�ll take you home.

Don�t worry about it.

I�ll get the keys to the
bread truck from Charlie.

Okay enough.

Go get the
keys from Charlie.

Only if you promise

to come to a party with me.

What party?

We throw parties
here all the time.

Everybody wants to meet you.

Just come to this one,

okay?

OK.

OK?

Terry was supposed to come in

and record us in our
natural environment.

Charlie thought a record
deal was coming too.

When I showed up,

the ranch was in full swing.

Yeah, we had
high expectations.

Charlie had us clean the
place from top to bottom.

We had zuzus,

hundreds of
joints were rolled.

And the girls,

well they prepared this

outstanding vegetarian feast.

The food that those
stores threw away

was perfectly good,

and we only took the very
best of what was there.

[Charlie singing]
Oh garbage dump,

oh garbage dump,

Why are you called
a garbage dump,

The first day
I came to the ranch,

Charlie sent me
on a garbage run.

He said take
some clean clothes

�cause you�ll get all dirty.

And so I went
down to the market

and I hopped in the can,

and we went through
everything and got all dirty

and we just took the
best of everything.

And we took it and cleaned it

and took the skins off

and cut all the spots out.

Nobody goes hungry here.

You could feed the world
with my garbage dump,

You could feed the world
with my garbage dump,

Charlie I�m sorry man.

I�m sorry I couldn�t make it.

I was uh,

I was tied up in
a meeting, okay.

Hey, hey whoa, Charlie,

Charlie, ease up man,

I never promised
you I�d be there.

I said I�d come
if I could, okay.

Yeah.

It�s like I tried to
explain to you before, OK.

The record execs

don�t think your stuff
is marketable right now.

What I suggest that we do

is we�ll sit on
it until spring

and who knows you,

by then you could be
the biggest name since,

since Jim Morrison.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,

what do you mean
make up my mind.

This one little
space in time,

where Charlie was there.

But he wasn�t there.

Little freak.

Ahhh, ahhh!

Nobody cares about my music.

Nobody cares.

Charlie felt betrayed.

His album was
going to make us rich

and it was going to spread
his message to the world.

I mean it didn�t
slow us down,

we all the makings
for a great party.

When Simi came
with the family,

she was a virgin
and she was scared.

She was scared stiff.

Charlie�s about the
hippest guy I ever met.

He�s going to open doors in
this little brain of yours.

So will this.

What�s that?

This is LSD.

Here take two.

We�ve already dropped.

The whole Family�s
tripping tonight.

I haven�t done any
hard drugs before.

It�s not a hard drug.

Oh, we don�t do
any hard drugs.

It�s just, it�s just acid.

It�s not like it�s heroin
or cocaine or anything.

It�s a groove.

I don�t know how.

What do you mean
you don�t know how.

It�s just like going
to the doctor�s office.

Stick out your
tongue and say Ahhh.

Say, Ahhh.

Well, I guess,

I�ve always wondered,

what it�s like,

you know, to trip.

It�s a groove.

Say Ahhh.

Ahhh...

Say Ahhh.

Ahhhh

On her first big
experience with the family

we all tripped on acid.

And she plum
tripped out on that.

She flipped completely out.

We were all
tripping right along

and we balled her brains out.

It wasn�t rape,

she loved it.

Ahhhh!

It it�s like...

she would start fighting

and she�s fighting and
scared and fighting.

And then she�d calm
down and go �uhhhh�.

And then she�d realize
what was happening to her,

and she�d get all
scared and frightened.

And and Charlie was
sitting in the corner

just directing the operation.

Yes I knew who
Simi Sherry was.

And I know she was raped.

But that was
Bobby and Charlie,

I had nothing to do with that.

No, she just vanished.

Never heard from her again.

I pray for her now
in my nightly prayers.

I just thank God she
got out when she did

or else she might have
ended up in prison too.

You�ve got the nerve
to pray for me.

I�m just as...

you�re just as...

disgusting as I am!

It�s your fault.

I�ve always hated you!

You ruined me!

You ruined my whole life!

All my life!

We struggle.

I mean we struggle
with ourselves you know.

Charlie, I am not going to
give up all my possessions

and come live with you, man.

Suddenly there
was a lot more talk

about fear and its usefulness.

Be like an animal,

be like a coyote.

Use fear to help you exist

and to live in the now.

Well, I think I tried to make
myself believe I was a witch.

I was, Yanna, the good witch.

Charlie just shifted gears.

We ignored the establishment

and we ignored reality
even more than we before.

We just continued on with
the �Magical Mystery Tour�.

Charlie got that
from the Beatles.

He called life,

or the flow of life,

�The Magical Mystery Tour�.

We were all part if it,

one mind, one soul,

one body
within it, and with it.

It�s a total
state of paranoia,

it�s,

it�s man when
you�re that aware,

you,

you can feel everything,

you can see
everything that moves,

you can hear everything
that makes a sound,

you could smell every smell.

And when you�re that aware,

you�re at the now.

This is when we
started going out

on �Creepy Crawl� missions.

Well, not breaking
and entering.

Creepy Crawling.

You what?

We Creepy Crawled them.

A few of us would drive

into some wealthy
neighborhood,

and we�d pick a house

and we�d steal right from
under these people�s noses

while they slept.

You had to be super aware.

You had to be aware
of every move you made.

Well sometimes we�d drop acid

to heighten our
awareness level.

We Creepy Crawled probably
fifty houses or more,

and we never got caught.

Not once.

You stay positive.

You confront your fears.

You say yes to your fears,

submit to them
and overcome them.

No sense makes sense.

You can�t get caught

if you don�t got
thought in your head.

Sometimes we would steal

from the people�s houses
that we broke into,

other times we�d just
move the furniture around

to freak them out when
they woke up in the morning.

I was a master criminal.

I can�t believe
you�ve ever been alive.

You don�t deserve to live.

I hate you.

You gotta go too!

Take me Elizabeth!

My name is Cassandra!

You killed me first!

Charlie developed this game.

We�d take really strong LSD

and sit in a circle
around an empty chair.

Charlie called
it the fear chair.

We�d stare at this chair
while Charlie spoke.

He told us to imagine
a rich establishment pig

sitting in the chair.

Now it�s the pig�s
trial he�d say,

and we�d stare at
this imaginary person

and project his fear
right back at him,

keeping him immobilized

with his own projected fear.

Keep judging
yourselves in Charlie,

but don�t look in the mirror!

I don�t remember exactly when

my mind crossed over from
reality to imagination,

but there was no escaping it.

Things seemed so
doom-laden that summer.

Everything that Charlie
preached seemed like

absolute, divine driven truth.

And, Charlie wasn�t
preaching about death
of the ego anymore.

Now he meant violent death.

Physical death.

And when he said death is
beautiful, he meant it.

Death is beautiful,

because it it�s what
people feared the most.

Death is merely
an illusion anyway,

because the infinite
soul can never die.

If you�re not dead,

you will be soon.

Tex was in bad shape.

Charlie had told us all
we had to �cease to exist�,

but Tex never could.

Free the mind,

and your ass is
bound to follow.

It�s like he wanted it
both ways you know.

One minute he�d be
bad mouthing Charlie,

and the next minute
he�d be saying shit like

�I am Charlie
and Charlie is me�.

You dig man?

Well, here we are.

Give me the money.

You bring it out,
I�ll pay the dude.

No man, no fronts.

The man doesn�t
front for anybody.

He�d be running it
fifty yards from the house

and taking the
money right back.

That�s not a fucking front.

Hey look he�s not gonna
change his rules for me.

Now do you want this or not,

because I don�t care.

We can go right now.

C�mon Lotsapoppa.

Give me the money.

I�ll be back in a flash.

I don�t like this.

Lotsapoppa called the
ranch madder than hell,

and Charlie took the call.

Who is it.

It�s Charlie, man.

And Charlie, talked to him,

soothed him out, cooled him.

And said don�t come down here,

I�ll come over there

and we�ll settle this thing.

Where you going?

Hey baby, what�s your name?

Get the fuck off of me!

You poor child,
you must be Rosina.

Hey man!

I�m talking to you!

Get over here!

Marnie, would you untie
this poor girls hands?

Where you going?

Look motherfucker,
you keep her tied up!

Aw, come on man,

this little woman
couldn�t out muscle you.

Alright motherfucker, get up!

Get up!

And put that fucking
gun on the table!

Easy!

Easy it�s going.

I said easy!

It�s going easy.

Oh the race war was something
we believed in totally.

It wasn�t the
reason for the murders,

but the belief that there was
going the be a great race war

was something that
hung in the atmosphere

and drove us crazy.

Charlie thought Lotsapoppa
was a Black Panther.

Nothing has changed since
we talked on the phone man.

And if Tex ain�t got every
last cent of that money,

he�s wasted.

I�m gonna kill him.

He�s gonna be wiped
out, you dig it?

That�s not necessary.

Take it as a gift from me.

Gift?

Please.

OK.

And here you are.

Kill me.

My life in exchange
for my brother.

Shoot me.

Amen Charlie.

He�s whatever a person
wants to make of him.

He�s a mirror, actually,

a reflection of yourself.

Get up.

They�ll both be right
here when you get back.

If we don�t fuck�em to death.

I�ll get Tex for you.

Marnie, I�ll be back soon.

Now you making
sense little man.

What are you gonna do?

Shoot me?

How could I shoot you
with an empty gun?

There are no
bullets in it man.

Alright you little fuck.

[Gunshot]

[Scream]

Drop it.

In everything that�s
ever been written,

people always overlook how
important that shooting was,

and the impact that
it had on the future.

Charlie was terrified

that the Black Panthers
would come down on us

for shooting Lotsapoppa.

That�s a really nice shirt
you�re wearing there.

I like it, I really do.

Could I have it?

I sure would like to have it.

I remember hearing
about the cop who shot the
sixteen year old black kid.

We had the race
riots in Watts,

the Black Panthers
in San Francisco,

Martin Luther King had
just been assassinated.

So Charlie�s rap didn�t
seem too far out at all.

It didn�t seem
like it was going to
happen a month from now,

it was happening right now.

Right now.

I love you.

I do.

I think that�s really the
crux of the entire story here.

That, that was the springboard
for these killings.

That was the first
domino to tip over,

and it, it lead to the rest.

It�s gone man.

Here, pack him
some more in there.

You fucking guys geeking.

I ain�t geeking
on nothing, man.

I mean, I guess not,
this shit fucking sucks.

I can hardly geek
off of it myself.

Give me some more.

Hey man you
want one of these?

It feels good and everything,

but I don�t need
it or anything.

Well, who does?

You guys take too big of hits.

Jesus Christ!

You fucking whine so much man.

Why don�t you take your turn?

Thank you, finally.

I thought I said
it was fucking empty

last time you handed it to me.

He is god!

Why do you think
they�re sending him
to the gas chamber?

[Gunshot]

Now you try.

Squeeze the trigger.

You�re pulling.

Don�t put it in your mouth.

Squeeze.

Stop it.

I want to talk to you
and your people Charlie.

Never point a gun at anyone.

You tell me what
happened to Simi!

Simi who?

We opened up her mind.

She split.

Her parents called.

She hasn�t been
home for five days.

Goddamn hippies better
be straight with me.

You better watch what
you�re saying Shorty.

Or I�m gonna have
your head in a box.

Snitches?

Snitches will
be taken care of.

Chief it�s, it�s 6:00.

Already?

It sure is.

You know, not
everybody in the world�s

a workaholic like
you happen to be.

And Annette�s
had the day off,

and I�ll bet ya,

when I get home,

I just might have a couple
of steaks on the grill,

and maybe a cheap
bottle of wine waiting.

Well, I think I�m
going to hang around

for about another
hour or so, anyway.

A lot to do.

Well, I�ll see you about
nine in the morning, OK?

Alright, sounds good.

Say hi to Annette for me.

Sure will.

See you tomorrow.

Goodnight.

People, [unintelligible]

[Indian noises and voices.]

[Unintelligible]

Lets be dignified.

If you don�t tell
them their dying

we might be able to stop
some of this nonsense.

Charlie�s the only
complete man I�ve ever met.

He won�t let any woman
talk him into anything.

He won�t take any
back talk or whining.

Ahhhh!

Tex!

Oh, we�ve missed you,
Charlie�s missed you

Where the hell have you been?

Are you staying?

Yeah.

Yeah.

What�s that?

You�ve got a lot
of catching up to do.

He never really gave orders.

He was so evil

he would just scare us to
death with his preachings.

Every night he�d tell us

that there was going
to be a race war,

and that whitey and the blacks

were going to go to war,

and it was going
to he the worst war

the world had ever seen.

And he said that
we had to be ready

to save the children

and rescue the
homeless babies,

and carry them off into
the desert to safety.

And he said we had to start
collecting dune buggies,

and guns and supplies

and all these other
things to help us survive.

And then he would just calmly
pull out this buck knife

and he said I don�t know
about the rest of you,

but I�m going to
start carrying a knife.

There�s no good or no
evil, there just is.

Did you have any idea

you were going to be
one of the apostles?

Hmm?

An Apostle?

What the hell is that
supposed to mean?

C�mon Tex, why else would
you and I be here right now?

Why would any of us be here?

Oh.

Charlie.

That�s right.

C�mon Patty.

Tex...

Well, you know
who he is don�t you?

It�s all true Tex!

I know about these things,

I know it�s all true!

I used to teach Sunday School.

I was studying to be a
nun before I met Charlie.

The Gospel
according to Charlie

is all you girls know.

You�re absolutely
fucking right Tex,

because Charlie is Christ

and Christ is love,

and Charlie is love.

That makes Charlie
and Christ one.

The Beatles laid it all
out on the White Album.

The four angels
with the faces of men

and the hair of women,

that�s the Beatles.

And the Breastplates of Fire.

That�s their
electric guitars, see?

You know who the fifth
angel is, don�t you?

Don�t you?

I�m just so sick of this
mind-fucking bullshit.

You better be ready.

Two weeks everybody�s
carrying a knife,

and Charlie�s teaching us

the best way to slit
a person�s throat.

Just like there�s no
past and no future.

Just now,

that�s all
that�s important.

The time is gonna come

when all men will judge
themselves before God.

It�ll be the worst hell,

the worst hell on earth.

It�ll make Nazi Germany
look like a picnic.

And you gotta be ready
for that right now,

right here right
now just like that.

And that�s where
we�re at all the time.

Charlie set up
Helter Skelter patrols.

We kept 24 hour a day lookouts

posted with shotguns
around the ranch.

It was perfect
timing for Charlie,

because the Family was
starting to drift apart.

But now we were being pushed

to the last safe corner
of the earth, the desert.

Now, the District
Attorney made up the lie

that Charlie was trying to
start this black, white war

to bring on Armageddon.

Charlie didn�t start the war.

As far as we
were all concerned

it was already coming down.

Helter Skelter is
the name of a song

performed by
The Beatles, period.

Helter Skelter
was very real to us.

For all we knew
it was happening.

All the events
were taking place.

And we thought we really
had to get to the desert.

That the desert was the only
way that we could be saved.

We�d still make
music and orgy,

but now it had this
dark underbelly to it.

Everything was Biblical
and Apocalyptic.

We will kill anyone who
gets in our way, period!

What are we gonna do Charlie?

Creepy Crawl
some pig�s house?

Of course I loved Charlie.

I felt like he was
the Messiah come again.

You know the Second
Coming of Christ.

King of the Jews.

Drink from this.

For this is my blood,

the blood of the new covenant,

which is shed for many.

And the flames blew up
like the devil�s breath!

Shed for many.

I�m the Devil!

I�m the Devil!

The Devil!

Charlie, I�m the Devil!

Rise!

Rise!

Rise!

Rise!

Rise!

Rise!

Rise!

Rise!

Neither repented
they of their murders,

nor of their sorceries,

nor of their fornications,

nor of their thefts.

And they had a King over them,

which is the Angel of
the Bottomless Pit.

Whose name in the
Hebrew tongue is Abaddon,

but in the Latin tongue,

hath his name is Exterminans.

And I started to
space it real bad.

And I fucking looked over

and Charlie looked
like the Devil, man.

I said, �Man, I
think we�re in hell�.

And he said,
�Yeah, ain�t it groovy�

I was getting some
real weird pictures.

So I get out while
the getting was good.

What do you mean
leaving, you can�t?

Will you go with me?

Why?

You can�t leave.

I overheard Tex and Sadie,

and they�re watching you.

I gotta get out of here.

Why?

What is going on?

I�m sacred.

What�s wrong?

Charlie asked me

if I would kill somebody.

What�s in the bag Sunshine?

Hi Sadie.

You can�t kill.

Kill.

Bunch of people with their
backs up against the wall,

willing almost to...

Kill someone?

Oh, yeah.

In a split second.

Kill crazy and
throw your life away.

Any traces of my own
will or personality

had totally
dissolved by this time.

I was just as
extension of Charlie,

and I took my role of
enforcer very seriously.

Where were you going?

What�s the big deal?

I just wanted to be
by myself for a while.

She was wearing these.

I like to see in focus.

You were running away.

I wasn�t running away!

Look what�s the big
deal all of a sudden?

You guys are
acting like the ranch

has become a military camp.

Take them off.

Charlie told you
not to wear them.

Stop it!

I want to wear them!

Don�t you ever leave the
ranch without telling anyone!

Going out to Death
Valley, you know,

it made a lot of sense.

Somewhere that we could
raise our children,

and let them teach us

some of the things
that we need to learn.

In a place that�s
closer to the land,

and the stars,

and the spirit of life.

Do it again and
I�ll kill you!

We�ll hang you in a tree,

and we�ll cut
your tongue out!

You got no idea how desperate
things were out there.

I�m not talking frustration,

I�m talking lunacy.

[Chanting]

Charlie thought that Gary had
inherited a lot of money.

So Charlie asked
Gary to join the Family

and come with
us to the desert.

Gary said no,

so Charlie told Bobby and
I to try to convince him.

I�ve given you, given you
all help in times of need.

But I�m not following
Charlie into the desert.

I have my life, and it�s here.

We�re not asking
you to change Gary.

You can bring your, your...

Gohanza.

Your Gohanza out there.

You can have everything
there that you have here.

We love you Gary.

We need you, man.

I need you.

No, alright?

You�re still my brother,

and my sister,

but I must be true to myself.

Last chance.

It�s gonna take a lot of
money for a move of this kind.

I�ll give you
forty dollars, okay.

How about twenty grand?

How about it?

We need that money Gary.

The whole thing with Gary

was that he had burned me

on a thousand
tabs of mescaline.

I went there simply
to get my money back.

I think you should
leave right now.

Bullshit.

We ain�t kidding Gary.

Bobby, what are you doing?

Look, I don�t know
what Charlie told you,

but I don�t have
twenty thousand dollars,

and I�m not paying.

You�re bullshitting me!

Stop it Bobby.

Get out of my house!

Watch him.

I�m gonna find it.

He�s not gonna find anything.

Shut up!

We trashed this place,
we turned it upside down,

I don�t know what else...

I don�t know if he has it.

Alright, fine.

OK.

Alright, fine.

We�ll be here.

You�re making terrible causes.

Causes you�ll answer
for in later life.

Charlie�s pissed at you man.

You can�t change the
causes you�ve made,

but you can counter
them with positive ones.

What the hell.

You too Sadie.

Just go.

Tell that to Charlie.

[Music playing]

I can�t think
with that shit on.

[Music playing]

Trippy chick.

Yeah, yeah, go ahead.

Gary had no stomach
for what was going on.

He just kept saying
over and over again

that he didn�t
have any money, and,

and he was tired,

and he wanted to go to sleep.

Me and Bobby looked everywhere
in that house for money.

[Knock on door]

That�s Charlie.

Let him in.

Finally Bobby didn�t
know what to do.

Get up.

Get up.

Hey Charlie.

Where�s Bruce?

Charlie, I don�t
think you know what
you�re doing by this.

I want to talk
about that money Jack!

Right now, where is it?

Take your people and get out.

[Scream]

Don�t man.

Don�t come back
without the money, man.

During my trial

the prosecution wanted to
involve Charlie in my case.

Which is difficult because he
was never there at any time.

I cut Gary, when
we were fighting.

And it wasn�t his ear,

it was more like this
little slash on his cheek.

Take this.

It�s a little safer.

Clean up woman!

I think at that point Charlie
knew what was going on,

but we didn�t.

I know Bobby was not at all
ready for what was happening.

Shut up!

I�m gonna go get
someone to fix his ear.

You�re not going anywhere.

Look, we don�t
have bandages...

And he will keep bleeding

until you tell us where
that fucking money is, Gary!

He�s not gonna tell
us a fucking thing

unless we help him!

That�s right!

I�m gonna rip
this place apart,

and you�re gonna watch him.

I am going to get some
medical supplies right now!

You do what I say Sadie!

Fuck you!

You�re so fucking stupid.

Here Gary, drink this.

We gotta do something,

we can�t stay
here much longer.

I�ve turned this
place upside down,

what do you want to do?

Well call the
ranch, ask Charlie.

Ask Charlie?

Ask Charlie, sure.

Charlie always has
an answer, right?

It�s not always
the right answer,

but he always has an answer.

What the hell else
have we ever done?

That�s right, what the hell
else have we ever done?

You bastards
will fry for this.

You�re descending into
the lower worlds Gary.

Where�s your faith?

[Chanting]

Call the ranch Bobby.

Maybe Charlie will let us
take him back there?

Hey Charlie.

No, nothing, zero.

[Chanting]

What�s going on?

[Chanting]

No, Bobby, Bobby No!

No!

Help!

Help me!

Help!

Help!

Stab him again Bobby.

[Chanting]

Bobby, would you help me!

To die is a beautiful thing,

it�s, it�s everything,

it�s every color in
the spectrum of light,

every sound,

every note in all music.

I returned and tried
to cover up my tracks.

But I left some prints.

Why �Political Piggy�?

To put it off on the blacks.

Well, that�s why
Bobby made the paw print,

you know, the Black Panthers?

I had a lot of anxiety
over getting busted.

I split the ranch on the
pretence of ditching the car.

Some cops woke me up
one morning on the
side of the road.

Called in the car,

found the knife in the car,

hauled my ass in,

effectively negating all of
my creative efforts forever.

This is all your
fault Charlie!

Shut up!

You shut up!

As long as any
of us are in jail,

we�re all in jail, you know.

I�m walking around out here,

but I�m in jail with
every single young person

that should be free, you know.

I�m in the Hall of
Justice with Charlie,

and I�m on death
row with Bobby.

Wow, they got Bobby.

It was for the
love of brother.

This had nothing to do
with the race war, no,

no blacks against
whites, no Armageddon,

it no White Album,

no Helter Skelter,

that wasn�t what it was about.

Then he went on about
how we were a family

and we weren�t going
to let one of our
brothers rot in jail.

Girls loved Bobby
enough to do this,

as they took these
people�s lives,

they were willing to
give their own lives.

And that�s what they�re doing
right now on death row.

It�s for the love of brother.

We knew that Charlie was
willing to give his life.

He brought up the
subject of Lotsapoppa,

and how that
had been my mess,

and how he had to
clean that one up.

That he had taken a life,

and now it was my turn
to repay that debt.

Well the girls, decided
if they found, the police,

if they found more bodies,

with, with writing
on the wall in blood,

that, that they�d assume
the killer was on the loose,

and they�d let Bobby go.

He told me that
the girls had a plan,

and that they needed me
to help them carry it out.

He said, go to
Terry�s old place,

take all the money you find,

and kill anyone there.

I was getting into
my Creepy Crawl clothes

and me and Tex were
sneaking some speed,

and getting ready to go.

Linda, get up.

Wake up!

Now, you�re gonna need
your drivers license,

a change of clothes.

Put on dark clothes
like I�m wearing.

And bring your knife.

Linda.

I want you to go
wherever Tex tells you.

Everybody, do
whatever Tex says.

He knows what to do,

listen to him.

And leave a sign.

You girls know what I mean.

Something witchy.

So I led them there.

I had been there
three times before.

I would step
out of this casket

like some freaky
vampire or something,

and I would
point at my victim

Shut up!

And I would dance
in front of him.

I wish you�d shut up!

Shut up, shut the fuck up!

We�re driving!

Go!

I had the girls
wait in the car

while I climbed
the telephone pole

and cut the wire.

I went down an embankment,

climbed a fence and
over some barbed wire.

We were headed
toward the house

when we saw a car
coming up the driveway.

Down!

Get Down!

Hey!

Please I won�t say anything!

It�s starting, come on.

I turned the engine off,

rolled the car
back a few yards,

and I told
Linda to keep watch.

Then I went up to the house,

I slit a screen,

climbed in,

went to the front door
and I let Sadie in.

Go check for other people.

What time is it?

Who are you?

What do you want?

I�m the Devil,

and I�m here to do
the Devil�s business.

Linda, Linda,
I need your knife.

What�s wrong with you?

Listen for sounds.

Now Sadie came back in

with a woman dressed
in a nightgown,

and told me that
there was another couple

in one of the bedrooms.

Watch her!

What?

Watch her!

No!

Move!

I�m scared.

Be careful with
her goddamn you!

Silence!

One more word
and you will die.

He means it!

Get over there.

Stand there!

The methamphetamine crystal
that I had snorted earlier

was blurring
everything together.

Time was telescoping.

As soon as I had a thought

I was already
physically acting on it.

To me these people
were not human,

they were less than human,

they were artificial.

Let her go,

can�t you see she�s pregnant.

[Gunshot]

Please,

oh God please!

Shut up!

Shut up!

Please, we�ll give
you anything you want.

I want all the
money you have here.

I have money in my bedroom.

Please, let me get it for you.

Sadie, go with her.

How much did you get?

Seventy two dollars.

Seventy two dollars,
is that all you have?

How much, do you want?

I want thousands!

We have more,

we can get more, much more,

if you just give us time.

Please, please?

You know I�m not kidding.

I know, I know.

[Screaming]

Please stop!

I�m the Devil.

What are you going
to do with us?

You are all going to die!

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.

Kill him!

No.

[Screaming]

Help!

Help!

Help me!

Help me!

I�m so sorry!

My god, I�m so sorry!

I�m so sorry!

I�m so sorry!

Tex!

Tex help me!

Help me!

God, I�m so sorry!

Ahhhh, stop!

I give up, take me.

Please, make it stop!

It�s too late.

Just take me with you.

Take me with you,
and I�ll have my baby.

Just let me have my baby.

I just want to have my baby.

Please let me have my baby!

Look bitch, I don�t
give a shit about you,

I don�t care if you�re
gonna have a baby.

You�d better be ready,
�cause you�re gonna die,

and I don�t feel
a thing about it.

Kill her.

Kill her!

[Screaming]

You have to have a
real love in your heart

to do this for people.

Well, what�s the big deal?

A million babies are
born and die each day.

Tex told me to dip
a towel in her blood

and write something that
would shock the world.

So I did.

Charlie was waiting for us

when we got
back to the ranch,

sitting naked
in the moonlight.

He asked us if we had any
remorse for what we�d done,

and of course the
right answer was �no�.

I remember Patty
telling me about it

and then I went through a
change and, and I thought,

right on, I guess we did it.

Well, the next night,

Charlie gathered up Clem,
Sadie, Leslie, Patty and me,

and, told us to come with him.

Well, um.

Charlie made sure that he,

he sort of made
me feel really guilty

and said that
I should want to do it,

because it was
going to help Bobby.

Linda drove of course,

because she had the
only valid drivers license.

And we went to this house that
Charlie had once partied at

and he said we�re gonna do

the one on the
right of that house.

He said that the night
before had been too messy,

and that this time we were
gonna do it differently.

So he went inside

and he tied up the
couple who lived there

with some leather laces,

and he came back out

and he told uh,
Patty and Leslie and me

to go in and kill them.

Charlie, can�t, can�t we
just, can we just go now?

Can we just go now Charlie?

But don�t tell them
what you�re gonna do.

Don�t scare them,
that way they won�t fight.

Where are you taking her?

Shut him up!

We�ve got money.

You don�t have to do this!

You�re gonna kill
us, aren�t you!

Please don�t,
please don�t, stop!

You don�t have to do this.

I�ve got money.

I�ve got money, you
don�t have to do this.

No, leave me alone!

You don�t have to do this!

Oh!

No.

Where is she?

Where is she?

Rosemary!

Rosemary!

Shut up pig!

Shut up pig!

Because I was...

I was in love with Bobby.

[Screaming]

No, No, No!

Leno, Leno!

Help Leno!

Leno!

Leno!

Leno!

Leno!

[Screaming]

Die pig, die!

Die, pig die!

Did you kill her?

No Patty did.

Oh, you gotta stab.

Stab.

If you are willing
to be killed,

you must be willing to kill.

You gotta stab.

I know now...

that...

that what I did,

was to Rosemary and Leno,

and not to things,

and not pigs.

God, I�m so sorry.

I just want to
get out of here,

so I can make something
good with my life.

Oh, I had Patty
write on the walls,

and the refrigerator
with their blood.

The girls got something to
eat from the refrigerator,

I took a shower.

And then we just hitch
hiked back to the ranch.

They�re willing to be in jail.

They know that they�re
in jail for everybody.

And maybe we�ll all
have to go to jail

before we can get them out.

Maybe we�ll have to go
up to the jail and say,

Hi, take me.

But they know they�re
facing the gas chamber,

and they don�t care.

That�s what people
don�t understand,

they don�t care,

and they�re willing to die

for all young
people to be free.

Snitches will
be taken care of.

Charlie said,

Charlie said
they had to kill Shorty.

He had to have Clem
chop his head off.

I heard that
Shorty wouldn�t die

unless they
chopped his head off.

Charlie said he knew too much.

He actually punched her out.

Shorty?

Charlie.

So we cut him into ribbons.

Shorty?

Right.

First we dosed him.

Then we hogtied him
while he was tripping.

We stuck needles
under his fingernails.

And in his eyes.

Through his nipples.

And cock!

It�s not nice
to snitch Shorty.

He pissed himself.

Piss and blood.

Then we drug him
through the mud

And he was
screaming for his life

And Charlie gave the word

And we stabbed him like Caesar

Everybody, the whole family.

He just wouldn�t die,

we just kept stabbing
and stabbing and stabbing

and stabbing, and
stabbing, and stabbing

So Clem cut his head off.

We cut him into nine pieces.

And buried him in nine places.

His legs are buried
right under you.

It�s not nice to snitch.

The girls made up that story

about us chopping him
up into nine pieces.

Even the prosecutor
put that in his book.

But when Clem led the
Police out to the ranch,

they found the skeleton
intact of course.

No, no!

Pull over!

Get out!

God help me!

It�s ready.

The revolution is ready,

and as soon as Charlie
gets out it�s on.

The revolution is on!

And if you try
to hurt Charlie,

you�ll all die!

He is God,

Perfect.

As perfection is.

Because it�s exactly
the same thing.

I had a brother once,

who was shot
and killed like that,

for nothing in the war.

I mean, it�s exactly
the same thing.

Every single day
love is being killed.

We�re all in this together.

You gotta stab.

As long as Charlie
is locked away

in his asylum,
prison, grave,

you can say anything
you want about him.

You can make more bogus books
and movies about his life.

You can joke about him,

you can pretend to be him,

you can say and do
anything you want.

But the truth is,

you don�t have the
soul to face him.

You�re a lot of vultures.

You are.

You live off the sacrifice
of the young people.

You�re bloodsuckers,

you are,

with your little
phallic symbols you know?

We�re waiting for our
father to be set free.

He�s a genius,
you don�t realize.

It�s the second
crucifixion of Christ!

Judgment Day
is coming, people!

Leslie�s lawyer,

Ronald.

The press called him
�Leslie�s Hippy Lawyer�

And we all thought
he was pretty cool.

But, he was just
like the others.

He was the first of
the retaliation murders.

We are all facing
the gas chamber!

Hey, hey man,

what do you
think would happen

if one night seventy
five heads were cut off?

Excuse me.

You have just
judged yourselves!

You better lock your doors
and watch your own kids!

Your whole system�s a game,

you blind, stupid people,

your children will
turn against you!

Death!

That�s what
you�re all gonna get!

I will fight!

I will fight!

I will fight!

I will fight!

Your children will rise up,

and kill you.

Let the night roar

because they can hear us!

[Alarm going off]

[Laughing]

Wait a minute!

Wait a minute!

[Phone ringing]

[Unintelligible]

What the fuck.

You taught him,
You taught him!

[Answering machine]
You�ve reached the
offices of crime scene.

I�m Jack Wilson.

Leave a message.

I didn�t teach him,
you taught him!

[Person leaving message]
Hello Mr. Wilson,
this is [unintelligible]

we�ve have just
received a break-in alert

on our security system.

We�ve dispatched a
Police unit to your address

and they will be arriving
immediately, thank you.

You taught him!

Ahhhhh!

Ahhhhh!

Father cares, Father cares.

You can tell in
his voice he cares.

Why you wearing
that shirt Todd?

Um.

This is Charlie.

Show Dennis the back.

Yeah.

Man Dennis has seen
this shirt before.

No, man I forget,
what does that shirt say?

What?

What the fuck is
that supposed to mean?

Charlie doesn�t surf?

C�mon man, let�s
get out of here.

Let�s go man.

I thought you guys
knew about this shit?

No.

Yeah, yeah.

I mean, you know,

before Charlie wasted all
them people and everything,

you know,

before they sent him out
to the clink, you know,

he used to surf.

You know, Charlie don�t
surf no more, he�s in jail.

Right, right, right.