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-♪ Hang on to yourself

-Well, there he is, the man of the hour.

-The kid needs a home. But I think we should negotiate with these people.

It's a fucking lot of money.

-I think that what we're asking is fair.

-She's got an itchy trigger finger.

She's ready to go right to the tabloids.

I don't trust her.

-I want Vivian to be taken care of,

and if that means it's expensive, then so be it.

-Any A-level producer we want

is gonna be another half a mil to a mil.

-I'm the only asshole that's ever gave a shit about this band.

All you care about is booze and broads.

-What is up with Elias making a complete fool out of Fritz?

You're gonna have to bring every label and every manager you know.

-There is one producer who refuses to take money up front.

-Levi Svengali? -Oh, did I hurt your feelings?

-Yeah. -When you leave the club,

cracked out at five AM, and the first thing you see

is a new photo that your ex posted with his new girl,

a little younger, a little tighter.

I bet you she's got a fucking happy song to sing.

-Why don't I bring in her, start tracking her?

-Play the fucking song.

-Johnny's favorite singer committed suicide after--

-After making one of the most influential albums in a long time.

-This band is fucking important to me,

and now Johnny hates me all over again.

-One more thing? Lily's out.

♪

-Morning. -Morning.

Got coffee, oatmeal. Want some?

-Yeah, sure, thanks. -All right.

-Hey, Tiger. Hi. -[dog barks]

-Wanna go for a walk? Can I take him for a walk?

-He pulls hard.

-Faith asleep? -Yep.

-I just can't stand how beautiful she is.

I just wanna eat her up. She's like a little piece of heaven.

-I think Tiger's got a little irritation on his tummy.

-Really? I thought that was going away.

-Looks like a skin infection.

There's a really good medication that I can use

to treat it if you want.

-I'll pick it up.

You can just write it down.

-No. Don't worry about it. I got it.

-That's great. Thank you.

-You've been such a great host.

-Morning. -Sunshine!

-Oh. We change our mind

about giving up our little angel?

-What? -Coffee?

Black?

Like your heart?

-Now, now, it's too early to start.

♪ To close my eyes

-♪ Play

♪ In between the memories

♪ choking me and

♪ I don't know which way to go

♪ But I'm okay to never know

♪ And she

♪ Will see

♪ Will see

♪ but I'm ok to never know.

-Cool, right? [chuckles] -Man.

-That was good. Nice. -Nice one.

-Awesome.

-Ready for another one?

Yeah? Go again? Run it back? Yeah?

-Hey. Um...

Sorry, guys. I gotta figure out this menu situation.

-Well, we still gotta practice for, like, so couple more hours at least.

-No, I know, but if I don't figure this out, Maya's never gonna talk to me again.

I just don't wanna risk it, you know?

-All right, man. -Sorry, guys. I'll be back soon, all right?

-Okay, man.

-Hey. So, um-- -Hey.

...literally every single club either won't call me back,

um, has all their dates booked,

or is 21 plus.

-Yeah. We don't stand a chance in hell

unless these shows are all ages.

-Yeah. It's, like, our whole fan base.

-You know, I'm not vouching for this place,

but Spotlight is all ages.

-Oh, yeah, that's the country place on Jefferson Davis Highway?

-Yeah. My mom goes there all the time

with her piece-of-shit boyfriend and day drinks.

-Oh, really? Nice. -Yeah. Super fun.

-I can relate. -Really?

-Yeah, the drinking, not the boyfriend. -Boyfriend.

-Yeah. -Got you.

-Yeah. She's single. -I'm sure. Yeah.

Do they-- Hmm.

-Anyway. -Yeah.

-I also had another idea.

-I was just researching some stuff online. -Yeah.

-And you know that little blues bar down closer to the city?

-Yeah. -They just lost their liquor license,

so they won't be able to survive being 21 and up anymore.

-Yeah, I mean, it's not really in our wheelhouse,

but there are plenty of teenagers willing to pay 10 bucks...

-so it could work. -Yeah.

-All right. Can we scout it now?

-Yeah. Yeah, totally.

-Let's do it.

-Hey, Johnny, you don't wanna be selfish

and stupid about this.

I mean, Lily is a huge part of the culture of this band.

Really huge.

And firing the only woman in the band

with the Me Too movement?

You know you're gonna catch it up the ass.

God, if you're gonna go there, she-- she seduced me.

-Oh-- -Look, let me--

Can I just add that, you know, like he said,

it's not only about you.

Those three guys on the other side of the glass there,

it's just as much about them.

You gotta put this stuff behind you.

Look, these things happen.

-Look at Lindsey Buckingham and Stevie Nicks. -Oh, yeah.

I mean, they fucked every which way,

and they still managed to get out on stage.

You gotta stop living in the past is what I'm saying.

I gotta stop living in a fucking dreamland.

Sound familiar? Look, you guys want me sober

and healthy and making records

and fulfilling my destiny, whatever the fuck you wanna call it--

-Of course. -There's only one way that that happens,

and that's if things with me and Gretchen stay the way that they are.

And the only way that happens

is if she doesn't fuckin' second guess her decision

to be with me, because of Lily and Faith.

I know that this is selfish,

and I know that Gretchen could have any guy she wants,

but I also know that I'm a fucking disaster.

-Come on. If she's gonna second guess you over that,

it's not destined to be.

-Yikes.

We gotta be very careful with him .

He'll walk right off the ledge.

♪ [blues playing]

-Nice place. -You guys got ID?

-Doesn't matter no more, boss. -Oh, shit.

All right, come on in.

♪ [rock]

-Look, I know it's probably a little edgier than you might be used to,

but you guys know this as well as anybody,

the blues gave birth to rock and roll.

Listen, let us help you keep this place open.

You guys serve really good food here.

-Yeah. -Is that--

-Yeah, and these kids love to eat.

-They'll eat anything. -Like, literally anything.

-Hmm.

Who was the Rolling Stones' biggest influence when they got started?

-Um, uh, Muddy Waters.

They covered him actually, right?

And, um, they liked Howlin' Wolf too.

-And, uh, Chuck Berry. -Chuck Berry.

-Let's see what he can do.

-All right, kid. You got yourself a deal.

-Thank you so much. -Thank you so much.

-Appreciate it, you guys. -You will not regret it.

-Hey, um, just putting this out there.

Are you guys cool with the kids moshing?

-Moshing? What's moshing?

-Moshing, it's kind of like-- -It's like a dance.

-Yeah, it's a dance. -Yeah.

-People get kind of, you know, physical.

-Bump into each other. -Like in a circle.

-Kind of like hanging out. -Yeah.

-You mean mosh pit? -Yeah, yeah.

-In the Macambo Lounge?

Shit.

-[chuckles] I tell you what,

they tear any shit up, comes outta your cut.

-Oh, absolutely. -Of course.

-All right. -No doubt.

-[slaps table] -All right.

-Let's do it. -All right.

-What gives you the fucking right?

-Hey, it's just a bad move, all right?

-We finally come back, and now it's like

we're asking for our fans just to turn on us.

-It's literally the dumbest thing we could do right now.

I mean, how do you think this could be good for us, really?

-Tell him, Johnny. -What?

Have you two already rehearsed this entire thing?

-No. -Of course they fucking rehearsed it.

This is the Johnny show.

It's always fucking scripted, isn't it?

-Dylan, how many other bands do you have?

Why don't you calm down and listen?

Or do you wanna sit on your ass for another year?

-You guys do this, and it's the last thing I'm gonna ask.

From here on out, you call all the shots.

-[chuckles] Give me a fucking break, Johnny.

-You call that a response?

I mean, really, take a breath.

What would it look like with you guys running point?

-This is a fucking joke. -What?

Yeah. Never did like responsibility.

-All right. -Okay.

To start, we announce the Hit-Parader Fest

as Lily's farewell,

her final performance with The Relentless.

-No. She's gone now. -No. No, she's not, Johnny.

It'll make the fest bigger,

and it's-- God, it's-- it's the righteous way to do this.

And between now and then, full time, studio focus on the album.

No exceptions, man.

-Okay.

Fine. What else?

-The new bass player has to be another girl.

-That is a great idea.

-And, um...

we do the new album with Svengali.

-Svengali? What the fuck is wrong with you, Vic?

-What the fuck's wrong with me?

Dude, how long have you been sitting in here?

What do we have to show for it? Nothing?

Don't turn your back on me, man.

Now, we're going to Louisiana. All right? You're sober now.

We'll be there with you. You'll be fine, man.

-Okay, fine.

-Oh, no, we're not done.

We're gonna continue to offer Lily more money

until she agrees to announce that she's left the band,

not that we've booted her out.

And you're gonna tell her, face-to-face,

this was your decision.

And for the grand finale, gentlemen,

you're gonna tell me right fucking now.

Are there any other secrets I don't know about?

Hmm?

♪ [piano]

-You know, this Mr. Elias, he really seems to like you and Faith.

-Yeah, he seems like it. Very sweet man.

-No, I mean I think he might just be falling in love

with you and little Faith Sara Faust.

I bet you he would just love to be the original grandpa.

Gets to watch her grow up,

puts you through school.

-Come on, Mom. -Come on, Mom, what?

You are in Hollywood, girl.

This is where this kind of thing happens.

Remember what your grandma said.

You gotta shoot for the stars, not the losers and bars.

Did he say you can smoke up here?

Girl, please.

♪ Say I don't stalk you

♪ Say how I tried to

♪ Where you front

♪ From creations round

-Hey. -Hey.

-So congrats on the engagement.

-Yeah, thanks. Um, how are you and Jade?

-Good. Good. Yeah, just, uh, enjoying the sober life.

[chuckles] You know?

-Yeah, I hear you.

-What are you doing to replace it?

I can't seem to find my vice.

-Lots of sex and cigarettes and sugar.

-How are you two? Can I start you off with something to drink?

-Shirley Temple, please. -Okay.

-Yeah, uh, me too. -Okay.

Um...

So I wanted to say thank you

for you brining me in for this talk face-to-face.

-What do you mean?

-[chuckles] Come on, Johnny, I know why I'm here.

And I get it, I do.

I'm so grateful

that we even have all these great memories together

and you even letting me in this band in the first place.

And I...

...don't resent you

for wanting me gone at all.

I don't.

-Really? -Yes.

Yes, of course, and--

Besides, you know, I'm in my twenties.

I have my health. I'm young.

I'll just pick up a new project

and maybe even pick up on my own guitar.

-Yeah.

Um, I-- I want you to know

that I'm-- I'm really grateful for you too,

and for everything you've done for The Relentless.

And I'm not oblivious to how much you've done for our career

and our music and, I mean, everything.

-You don't have to say that.

-Here you go.

-Do you guys wanna order some food? -I'm good.

-Uh, no, no, I'm good.

There's no easy way to ask you this,

but we want you

to say that you quit

rather than being kicked out.

-[chuckles]

[stammering]

Well, that's a big fucking change to the narrative.

-Yeah, we know.

-And is this what you want?

-What I want is to make music

and to start a family with Gretchen.

-I get it but just, please, can you just

hold back all the goody-goody shit.

Why?

-I am very aware...

of what it does for the perception of The Relentless

by saying you quit rather than getting kicked out.

-So am I.

-Okay, so what do we do?

-Send an offer to my attorney and my manager.

-You have a manager and an attorney now?

-I will after this Shirley Temple.

-Hey. Hey.

I heard The Relentless are in the house tonight.

You guys seen them?

-No? -No.

-What the hell are we waiting for? You guys!

Come on! I hear they take pics with their fans.

Yeah, no shit. I mean, can you imagine how many likes you get

from a great group selfie?

Like, instantaneous improvement of self-worth

from just, boop, a little tap on the screen, right?

[laughing] Are you fucking kidding me?

What are we waiting for? Come on, you troglodytes!

-I used to think this day would never come.

Do you ever miss it?

-What, the dope?

-No.

-Well, I guess that's my cue to leave.

Be good, Johnny.

Always have love for you.

I like this jacket.

[crowd clamoring]

-[camera shutter snaps] -WOMAN: I love you!

♪

-Are you guys adopting some kitties? -Not exactly.

But I am placing them in some nice homes.

-Oh, that's sweet. How so?

-You know, some people only want to buy their pets.

[computer beeps, cat mews]

-[chuckles] Are you selling cats?

-Okay, let's say some wealthy family wants to pay 250 bucks

-for a exotic longhair. -Right.

-I am just helping to fulfill their wishes.

-So you get free kittens and sell them to bougie families.

-[chuckles] -That's fuckin' amazing.

-Well, I mean, the deposits on these shows you booked

aren't exactly gonna pay for themselves, am I right?

[computer beeps, cat mews]

What are you guys hustling?

-All right, baby. [laughs]

-Hey, baby. -[chuckles]

Fuckin' Mediterranean restaurant.

So sick.

How you feel about this one, buddy?

-I feel great. I'm gonna play a concert tonight.

Go find a shitter real quick.

-Yeah. How you doin'?

-Maya, we still have to talk about the ad budget.

For your show tonight.

-Come on, man. The show sold out in 90 seconds from one post.

Don't act like you spent money on ads.

-Do we really need all this extra security

and stagehands?

-Yeah, and you do too.

-Maya, I wanna keep it real, okay?

But keeping it real sometimes goes very wrong,

you know what I'm talking about?

-Dude, I'm going into a garage, man.

Hold on. Can you hear me?

-Can you hear me? -[phone beeps]

-Yes, look at this. Some of this...

some of this.

This is on point, man.

This is the way we need to be treated all the time.

-The only reason why we're getting this hospitality

is because this place is trying to impress Maya.

-Guys, doors are opening.

Let's load the gear onstage.

-Have at it. -Thanks, Dom. Always a pleasure.

-I'm gonna talk a walk before I kick your teeth down your throat,

you delusional piece of shit.

-Sounds like someone's having a bad day.

-Cut the fog!

Jesus! Cut the God-fuckin' fog!

♪

-Listen, Oliver, I got Maya fully committed

to Fritz, okay?

So are you still in on this thing?

-OLIVER: Bones UK will open for him,

and if the show goes okay, we'll sign 'em.

Okay. Okay, that's huge. That is--

Holy huge!

[crowd clamoring]

-So there's this thing that happens in society these days

that little kids get taught, and big kids get taught it too,

is that if we're not perfect, we're not beautiful.

And if we got lumps and bumps, we gotta suck 'em in,

if we got scars, we gotta cover them up,

because if we're not perfect, we're not beautiful, man.

But you know what? We think fuck that, man.

[crowd cheering]

We kind of like the fucking thing.

That is, people's imperfections that makes them beautiful.

And if you got scars, man, you got stories to tell.

And that is what's beautiful, man,

not being flawless and perfect.

[cheering]

So we wanna dedicate this next song

to every single one of you who's imperfect, man.

-MAN: Yeah! -Because beautiful is boring.

[cheering]

♪

-With Pantheon Music?

That is--

That is a game-changer, okay?

That is a game-changer.

-OLIVER: Yeah, it'll be great, Ross.

-Uh, it's late. I'm gonna go. -Yeah, it is.

-♪ Too far

♪ They said they did not want my face ♪

♪ In their magazine

♪ 'Cause I'm not beautiful

♪ And not the most fucking fantastic thing you've ever seen. ♪

♪ Did I make you scream?

-The two of you and I back together,

Oliver, we're gonna do some big things, you are.

-OLIVER: Yeah, I'm excited to work with Maya.

♪

- ♪ Do we make you sick?

♪ Do our imperfections make your blue breath run thick? ♪

♪ Give me scars and stripes

-I mean, we got some big stuff happening here, right?

Oliver. Oliver?

[squeals]

Ross is back!

-♪ Beautiful

♪ Beautiful is boring

♪ Beautiful

♪ Beautiful is boring

♪ Beautiful

♪ Beautiful is boring

♪ Beautiful

♪ Beautiful is boring

-Fritz, are you good? Can I get you anything?

-Yeah, where the hell is Maya? -Maya's not here yet.

-I need my agent now! -I can--

Whatever you need, I got you.

-I need some hot lemon tea. -Okay.

-With honey. -Okay. I got you.

-Manuka honey. -Okay.

-And a fresh banana.

♪

I hope this is their last song.

My stomach's bugging.

-Where is she? -There you go. Here's your hot tea, Fritz.

-♪ Beautiful is boring

-And your banana.

-Peel that shit. Open it up.

-And just so you know, Maya's about to pull up.

Here you go.

You all good?

-Mmm. [muttering] -All right.

♪ Beautiful is boring

-♪ [ends] -[cheering]

We're Bones UK! Stick around for Fritz coming up next!

Thank you so much!

[cheering]

-I really appreciate you giving Vic and Leo

the reins for awhile. It says a lot.

-My main focus is on you and me, Gretchen.

I wanna make the best music I can with the band.

But my life away from that? This is what matters.

Now and forever.

-I know but I just-- I feel bad about Lily.

I just hope it doesn't hurt you guys.

I know that the fans are really bummed,

and I can't help but feel guilty.

-Don't.

Hey, are you gonna be good when I'm outta town?

-Me? Uh, yeah.

My track record is clean.

-I always behave.

-No, I-- I know. I mean here.

The Relentless' fan base isn't exactly the nicest kids in town,

and I just worry about you.

-I'll be fine.

Now, go out there, make some number-one hits.

If my soccer team is finishing first in state,

then you guys at least have to at try to keep up.

And if you're not finishing first, Johnny Faust,

you are last.

[chuckles]

[gasps]

I just washed my hair, you asshole!

-Fuck! Hey, you know what? We got plenty of towels, babe.

-Oh, fuck! -Oh-ho!

That's what I'd like to call karma, Johnny Faust.

-Motherfucker. -How does it feel?

-Damn it.

♪

-Fritz, we gotta go. Every A&R in town is here.

They're getting restless, man.

-I need more time.

I still feel it in my throat, you know what I mean?

-MAN: Maya, what's this guy doing?

-He's waiting for the air to clear.

-What the fuck is that, rhetoric?

It's been like two hours since Bones UK's set ended.

I took the AC off for him.

It's, like, a hundred degrees in here.

-I see you, Mr. Promoter.

It's the mucus going up through my trachea.

You get that cold-ass AC up in here.

It dries everything out.

I mean, if you can't fix the humidity in the air,

I don't know if I can go on.

-[cheering] -Thank you. Thank you.

Thank you so much for coming out Chattanooga.

It's gonna be our last song. It's called "Rescue Me."

Kevin, hit the fog.

Hit the fuckin' fog!

♪

♪ I fade to black

♪ As I search for the lack

♪ Can you bring me back?

♪ And the sun catches my eye

♪ Can you show me the way?

-Maya, this is a serious liability issue.

First heat stroke we have, show's canceled.

-♪ Can you unbreak my heart

♪ So I can breathe

♪ Before I suffocate

♪ Before it's all too late

♪ Before I die this way

♪ I need to breathe

♪ Before I slip away

-You're going on now.

-Not yet. Not yet.

-What's going on, man? Are you nervous?

Is it because of Bones UK?

You don't want to follow 'em up? What's up?

-Shit. Don't you work for me?

I'll let you know when I'm ready.

-♪ Breathe

♪ Can you hear me?

-You're gonna walk your ass down those stairs

right now and get on stage,

or I am going down there, and I'm gonna cancel the show.

-FRITZ: Yeah? -MAYA: Yeah.

-♪ I need you

♪ I fade to black

♪ As I search for the light

♪ Can you bring me back?

-I'm not putting a bunch of fans in jeopardy down there

because you wanna be a prima donna.

So you get your fuckin' ass on that stage now.

-Okay, okay.

-♪ Breathe

♪ Before I slip away

♪ While there's something to say ♪

♪ Can you help me?

♪ I need to breathe

♪ Can you rescue me?

♪ I need to breathe

[cheering and applause]

-All right, all right, all right.

Who wants to get lit with Fritz?

♪ We're under, you and me ♪

♪ For it, come hit, me and you ♪

♪ Know what I mean, what I'm sayin' ♪

♪ That I'm mean, huh

-Fifty-seven paid here Chattanooga.

Poor guy lost his ass tonight.

-Yeah, Maya needs to pay attention

to what she's doing with us a lot more.

I'm gonna give her a call right now.

-Do not call her.

-This motherfuckin' garage we use for the industry

is cash-only. I can't use my card.

-ROSS: Look, get those cars out of that garage now!

-I have 10 dollars on me, Ross.

By the time I get to an ATM and back,

these people will be fucking flipping out.

-ROSS: Figure out a different solution!

[horns honking]

-Hey, man, I gotta get these cars outta here right now.

Tell me how much I owe you.

I'll leave you my license and my car,

and I will just go get the cash and bring it back to you.

-It's not a flat rate per car. We charge every 15 minutes.

I would have to check everyone's ticket

individually and calculate.

-Oh, man, I'll pay the max on every car.

I gotta get them outta here now.

-I'm sorry. That's against company policy.

Can't let them exit until cash is in your hand.

[horn blares]

-Maya! You're the best agent in the business,

but what the fuck is this?

My dog's gonna piss all over my fuckin' house!

-Fuck you, Gil.

-And I better get fuckin' Fritz.

-It doesn't say Maya on the marquee or on the ticket.

It says Over It All. Don't bother her.

-Thank you for your opinion, Pauly.

Now, if you don't mind, I'm going to call my agent.

-If you call her to complain,

I'm gonna quit this shit show right now.

-Yeah, like you got anything better to do.

-I'd rather be a fucking stagehand

and load gear for someone else

than have to carry you on my back for another day.

-Well, maybe you can go work for that band

with your little buddy Simon.

-My little buddy? My little buddy?

Why, because a bunch of fuckin' teenagers

blew your miserable ass offstage?

My fuckin' little buddy? Hold the fuck on!

-That's why he's my little buddy?

-Whatever. Whatever. -You fuckin' hater!

Don't call her, man!

[line ringing]

-[horn blaring] -Oh, Jesus Christ.

Dom, I can't talk right now, okay?

-Maya, tonight was terrible.

Why in the fuck did you book us in this place?

It's a dump. What is this all about?

-Because the guy that books shows there was the only sucker in town

willing to pay you what you think you're worth, all right?

-Oh, so it's my fault he lost money now?

Maybe if you spent a little bit more time on the strategy--

-Maybe you should think about the strategy

of hiring that kid in Virginia

to be your new booking agent,

because he seems to be the only asshole

across America who could pull a crowd for you, okay?

-We are done here. -No, Maya

-I think things need-- -[phone beeps]

Maya? Maya.

-Is this all worth it?

The guy you brought these people here to see tonight?

The guy you're on the phone with?

Honestly, is this how you imagined your life?

-You know what?

-MAN: It's not that difficult, dude!

Press the button and the arm guess up!

Let's go!

-Yes! Yes! Yes!

-ATTENDANT: It's all about you most days, huh?

Just do what you want 'cause you work in Hollywood.

-Something like that.

-[phone buzzing] -[raps car]

-Yeah. -Maya, don't be late in the morning.

We have a big day. I'm bringing a new strategic partner

that you have to meet tomorrow.

-Okay.

-The entertainment business is not above the law in my book.

I'm off-duty, but you are under arrest

for vandalism and destruction of property.

-Give me a break, pal. You are a parking attendant.

-Yeah, something like that.

Come here.

-[laughs] -[cuffs ratcheting]

♪

-Thanks. -Mm-hmm.

Hey, I wanna go with you to Louisiana.

-You know we can't do that.

None of the other guys are bringing their girlfriends,

and the whole point of us going all the way out there

is to so we completely isolate with Svengali.

-Well, what about the festival?

-I still don't know yet.

-Leo?

You expect me just to sit in this fucking purple house,

rotting away, while you're out gallivanting all over the world?

-No, Jackie, I don't. Come on.

-Well, that's what it seems like.

Look, I don't want to feel guilty

for having to ask to be included.

-You shouldn't ever feel guilty.

-I just don't want to feel like the bitchy girlfriend.

-[sighs] You're right.

I'm sorry.

I don't want to make you feel like that.

You know how much I love you.

-Well, good luck on the record.

-Maybe I'll write a song about you.

[jet engine powering up]

♪

[knocking on door]

-Leo Donovan. -How's it going, mate?

-Vic Lakota. -Nice to meet you.

-Absolutely. Pleasure, gentleman.

Thanks for coming down here.

Before you all get too comfortable,

let's just take a moment, please.

-Sure. -Yeah.

-As you boys know, most producers demand

a big chunk of cash just to walk into the building.

I think that's fuckin' bullshit.

I don't take a penny to make a record upfront.

Only points, though it is a lot of points.

But that's the only way I'll do it.

If I don't deliver you hits, I don't deserve shit.

I will only conduct business eye-to-eye.

So you can tell your agents, managers, labels,

all them types that think they may need to interfere,

that if they're gonna wanna do that,

they're gonna have to come down here.

As for your own interference,

once we begin our sessions together,

there will not be any cell phones allowed inside.

Now, here's the most important part.

Feelings aren't facts...

and facts are not feelings.

I will hold nothing back when we make music together.

I will not compromise my approach within these walls.

You boys understand that?

-Yeah. -Yeah.

-That's why we're here.

-Well, that's great then.

If you could please sign this paper.

-Is this a contract?

-No, it's a waiver.

Says that I have no liability whatsoever

for anything that happens to you during,

or after, our sessions together--

psychological damage, things of that nature.

I know it's a little weird, but you all know my history.

This is the only way I work with artists.

[pen scribbling]

♪ Close the curtains, cash me in ♪

♪ Gather photographs of the devil you let in ♪

-Very good. Thank you.

-I hope Johnny's good with that.

-Oh, he real good with it.

He already signed. He didn't tell you all that?

-Uh, no, actually.

-Well, now it's your turn.

This is the part where you tell me everything

I'm not supposed to know about Johnny Faust.

And then watch what magic we create with that information.

Welcome to Louisiana.

-♪ Do I run

♪ Or lay down and die?

♪ Is it time

♪ To close my eyes?

♪ My eyes

♪ Keep me numb, I'll follow direction ♪

♪ A pawn to pass around

♪ And be bled until I'm dry

♪ It's hard to see what's underneath ♪

♪ Is it me?

♪ Is it me?

♪ Where do I turn?

♪ Everywhere I look

♪ These vultures burn

♪ The life right out of me

♪ Do I run

♪ Or lay down and die?

♪ Is it time

♪ To close my eyes?

♪ Where do I turn ?

♪ Everywhere I look

♪ These vultures burn

♪ The life right out of me

♪ Do I run

♪ Or lay down and die?

♪ Is it time

♪ To close my eyes?