Moonwalkers Page #5

But I ain't got none

Somebody take it from me

You got to go

and fetch one

Funky gansta

Hold on

Right.

Strip this place down.

Search for any clues

as to where they

might have gone.

Pisshole.

Good job.

Oh. Hi.

Hi, Glen.

What are you

doing here?

Hi, Glen?

What about F*** off, Glen?

Hairy Mike told me

to come down.

He said there was a scene.

And it looks like he's right.

What the f***

is happening?

Nothing.

It's not nothing, is it?

It looks like

a bloody carnival.

What the--

Honestly, I've got

as much as an idea

as you do.

Jonny, should I take

the costumes to the set?

Yeah. Yeah.

Thanks, Ella.

I thought you were supposed

to be sorting sh*t out for us.

I am sorting

sh*t out.

What's all this, then?

What the hell happened

to my bloody rock opera?

Well, you know, it's...

Eh?

Wait. Is this it?

What?

Is this the rock opera?

Yes.

And you didn't want

to tell me 'cause you wanted

to keep it a surprise.

That's right.

Aw.

Oh my God!

I actually can't believe

you pulled it off!

That's amazing!

Hey, Jonny.

I know you want this film

to look like rubbish

like it says

in the documents.

But could we at least

have the jellyfish?

Huh?

Yeah, in the sky, dancing.

There's no dancing jellyfish

on the moon, is there?

Oh, really?

Have you been there?

No.

Is this

the director?

Oh, yeah.

Glen, meet Renatus,

the director.

Renatus, this is Glen.

I'm the lead singer.

Who?

The lead singer

of the band.

For the rock opera.

I don't know what the f***

you're talking about.

Look, Glen, why don't you

go over there,

chill out for a bit,

and then I'll explain

the whole concept to you.

All right.

Great, man.

Uh...

Excuse me!

Who the f*** are they?

Who?

Those idiots.

Oh, yeah.

That's the band.

The band?

Yeah. We decided to make

the film into a rock opera.

You want me

to kill you?

Is that it?

Kill me?

You should be

thanking me.

People are starting

to ask questions.

This is a perfect cover story.

It's totally putting

everyone off the scent.

Anything else

you want to tell me?

No.

What the f*** is that now?

Watch out.

Watch out!

What the f*** is this?

It's the auditions.

Very talented.

Audition?

Yeah.

Renatus and the band

want to complete the show

with some special guests.

Special guests?

Special f***ing guests!

Jesus Christ.

Get the f***

out of my way!

I don't like it.

That's a scheisse. Next!

You all right, man?

You look a bit

stressed out.

Just leave me alone.

You know,

I feel like that sometimes.

A bit stressed.

Maybe you should

have a go on this.

It might

chill you out a bit.

That sh*t

doesn't work on me.

What do you mean?

I mean it doesn't

do anything, man.

I'm CIA trained.

My mind is too strong

for that sh*t.

Nah.

What, you don't

believe me?

No.

Hand it over.

All right.

See? Nothing.

The mission is fraught

with technical problems.

Our chances of success

are dwindling by the hour.

We need to know

that we can rely

on the footage from London.

We're going

to get that footage.

You'd better

be sure about that.

The only reason

we launched this mission

is because you said

you could guarantee

a plan B.

Relax. Don't worry.

Have a cigarette.

Kidman's a rock.

You're feeling better now?

More relaxed?

What's going on?

Oh, I just gave him

a bit of weed.

Thought it might, like,

chill him out a bit.

And it has. Look.

He's like that

after a bit of weed?

Yeah, can you believe it?

CIA.

Yeah, it was just like

a tiny bit of weed

with a bit

of opium in it.

Oh, for f***'s sake, Leon.

Why are you getting him

f***ed on opium?

What?

Don't you understand?

If we don't deliver

this film, we're dead.

Oh, right.

No more opium.

Look after him.

We need him

fully compos mentis

and on set

as soon as possible, okay?

You can count

on me, man.

I'm more CIA trained than you.

What?

What do you mean

you can't find them?

It's been five days.

They're nowhere.

We haven't taken

our eyes off the at.

Well, what about

the people they know?

Who's that group

they f*** around with?

Where are they?

We'll get on it.

Come on.

Yeah.

You get on it.

Are you feeling okay?

Not really.

My head is killing me.

Here.

Take one of these.

Thank you.

Acid is the best thing

for headaches.

What?

Yeah, trust me.

Are you f***ing kidding me?

It works, you'll see.

You all right?

Ready to go for rehearsal?

She just gave me acid.

Oh.

Have you got any more?

Yeah.

Yeah? Sweet.

Yeah. Nice one, dude.

Look, how high

should I bounce?

I think you should fly,

not bounce.

Really? It says "bounce."

Hey, Jonny!

Yeah. Hi.

What's this I hear about

the astronauts having wires?

Yeah, what about my wire?

You don't need a wire.

You're an extra-terrestrial.

You can exist

in zero gravity.

Okay, yeah, fine.

But I'm

the most important thing

about this project.

Yeah?

So I want a wire. Okay?

There's no way someone else

having a wire and not me.

So, sort it out.

And get rid of that machine.

Ugly.

F***ing moon.

Right, rehearsal's over.

I'm done.

But that was sh*t.

We're supposed to be

filming this tomorrow.

It'll work itself out.

Don't you understand?

If this doesn't work,

we're all dead.

Calm down, man,

it's just a movie.

You know, this is...

like, the first time

I can remember...

where I haven't felt like...

like I want to kill somebody,

you know what I mean?

Oh.

I'm sitting here now,

and I'm looking at you.

Yeah?

And...

Like, I'm fully aware

that I could just snap

your neck like a twig.

But...

for some reason

I don't want to.

Oh.

Look at this.

Oh yeah.

Right?

I see it.

Wow.

Yeah.

He looked at me!

Go on, little fella.

Go on, son.

He just looked me

in the eye.

What the f***

is going on?

Shh, shh, shh.

Are you high?

No, man.

We just had a bit of...

low-grade acid.

Do you mean while

I've been out there

working my arse off

trying to get this film ready,

you've been in here

dropping acid?

Renatus is out of control.

Today was f***ing awful.

Of course it was, man.

I mean, the whole f***ing thing

is a f***ing mess.

That's why

we're dead already.

Stop talking like that!

Just stop it!

I'm sorry, I just...

Bad vibes.

We can't give up.

We need to do this.

It's over, man.

I mean, let it go.

Yeah, drop it.

So, that's it?

We're all going to die.

Yeah. We're all

going to die.

Yeah.

I've never had

anything but bad luck.

When I was born,

a short circuit

in the incubator

set fire

in the maternity ward.

Burnt down the entire wing

of the hospital.

My father's still convinced

they mixed the babies up

during the evacuation.

He always said

I was a loser.

Everybody thinks

I'm a loser.

I don't want

to die a loser.

If there's one thing,

like, I learnt in 'Nam,

it's, like, Americans...

we never

f***ing lose, man.

We never f***ing lose.

And we're not going

to f***ing lose this time.

Not on my watch.

My watch.

What time is it?

Midnight.

I was supposed

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