Scott Pilgrim vs. the World Page #8

Not only do I

want to take part

I want to take them apart.

Okay, I'm getting tingles.

Whoa!

Okay, we're doomed.

Oh!

That poster needs

more exclamation marks.

Oh, man,

we're gonna get killed.

Come on, we're going

on in five minutes.

Wait, aren't the Katayanagis

going on first?

I think

you're both on first.

Wait, "Amp versus amp"?

We're going on stage

at the same time?

That's impossible.

Okay, my bad.

Your bad is

saying, "My bad.' '

We shouldn't even be

here. We shouldn't even be here!

Come on, man! I put my

problems aside for the music.

If I can do that,

we can do anything.

Did you speak

to Ramona, then?

What? No. I haven't seen

her since the other night.

Oh.

She's totally here.

Scott?

Not that I care,

but you should go talk to her

before she's gone.

Thanks, Kim.

And I really don't care.

I didn't mean to

put you through all that.

I only did it because I

love you. You know that.

Okay, gang,

can we do this?

I mean,

we can do this, right?

Right.

Scott?

Scott!

They tore the roof off!

We are Sex Bob-Omb

and we're here to make you think

about death and get sad and stuff!

This is the beginning

of the song.

I'm hearing voices, animal noises

The creme de la creme

The feminine abyss

And reaching my threshold Staring

at the truth 'til I'm blind

My body's stupid

Stereo putrid

Spilling out music

Into raw sewage

Reaching my threshold Staring

at the truth 'til I'm blind

My threshold

Reaching

My threshold

Let's just break

up now and get it over with.

We screwed the pooch in front

of Gideon Graves. We're done!

Gideon's here? Where?

That geeky guy

next to your girlfriend.

That's Gideon?

Gideon is G-Man?

All right, let's do this.

Reaching my threshold

My threshold

We're out.

What are you doing?

Getting a life.

I just came to

see your show.

I have to...

Ramona.

Ramona, I need to

tell you something.

Yeah, I have something

I have to tell you, too.

Great. Listen, I know you

play mysterious and aloof

just to avoid getting hurt.

I know you have reasons for not

wanting to talk about your past.

I want you to know I don't

care about any of that stuff

because

I'm in lesbians with you.

What?

I really, really mean it.

Oh! Okay.

It's your turn. What

did you want to tell me?

That we have to break up.

What?

It's Gideon.

I just can't...

I can't help myself

around him.

That's the bad news.

Hey.

The good news is that I'm

officially loving the Sex-Bombs.

Bob-Omb.

Three-piece rock outfit

with a smoking hot

red-head on drums.

Music to my ear-holes.

You know what?

I'm not even going to wait

to see how you guys

do in the final.

I'm signing you right now

for a three-album contract.

See? I'm not such

a bad guy after all.

You think we're going to sell our

souls to you? Well, guess again.

No, I can't be a part of the

band with this douche in charge.

Ow! Scott.

You got to try and keep

your emotions in check, man.

Don't let what's past

ruin your future.

The people need

to hear us, Scott.

Then you're gonna have to

find someone else to play bass.

Whoops.

Sign, sign, sign,

and we are all set.

Sweetie, shall we?

Oh! Scott.

You know, we really should

be thanking each other.

I mean, if it wasn't for me, Ramona

would never have been with you

but if it wasn't for you she

wouldn't have gotten back with me,

so I guess

it all shakes out.

Scotty, buddy,

between you and I, the whole

League of Evil Exes thing?

I was in a really dark place

when I put that together, so...

Forgiven?

All right, let's go.

Yes!

This is it, guys.

We are on our way.

I said "lesbians.' '

Scott.

Was she really the one?

The what?

I mean, did you really see

a future with this girl?

Like, with jetpacks.

Time heals all wounds,

little brother.

Maybe next time we don't date the

girl with 11 evil ex-boyfriends.

Seven.

That's not that bad.

Hey. Yeah, I know.

It's so pathetic!

Turn off the light!

Presumably, you just saw some guy's junk

and I apologize for that.

Okay.

And he apologizes, too.

Sorry.

Scott,

you know I love you.

But I'm gonna need

my own bed tonight.

It's for sex.

Right.

I may need it for

the rest of the week, too.

Right.

And the year.

I get it.

Maybe you can

move in with Ramona.

She's with Gideon.

Oh, man.

That's probably just because

he's better than you.

Mmm.

Either way,

this fight is over.

Mmm-hmm.

It's for Scott.

It's for you, big guy.

Hello.

Hey, pal.

I just want to say I feel

terrible about earlier.

I don't want

any hard feelings.

So I figured, why not be the

bigger man and just give you a call.

Is Ramona with you?

I don't know.

Are you with me?

Yeah.

Geez, buddy,

it's gonna be all right.

No, I just spilled

hot cocoa on my crotch.

Mmm-hmm.

Listen,

as you know,

I'm opening a new

Chaos Theatre in Toronto.

And the Sex-Bobs are playing

our grand opening tonight.

It would feel really weird for

all of us if you weren't there.

They just did a sound check and

the acoustics in here are amazing!

Yeah?

Maybe I'll see you there.

I hope so, amigo.

I don't want any more

bad blood between exes.

What do you say?

Mmm.

Okay, laters.

What a perfect a**hole.

Forget what I said earlier.

Finish him.

Password?

Whatever.

Cool.

Second password?

Cool.

We're not having

no fun We're not having no fun

No. The first album is much

better than the first album.

Fun

No fun

Scott! Let it go.

Don't give him

the satisfaction.

What if I want

the satisfaction?

Scott Pilgrim!

Buddy, welcome to

the Chaos Theatre.

Somebody get this man a

drink. A Coke Zero, right?

I'm not here to drink.

Whoa, I've got

no beef with you.

What if I have

a beef with you?

Are you still mad about the

whole thing with The Guild?

You mean The League?

The Guild, League, whatever.

It's ancient history.

I'll show you how ancient of history it is!

Wait, wait, wait!

There's no use crying

over spilt Coke, buddy.

The lady made her choice and we're

all just gonna have to move on.

Well, I ain't moving, buddy.

You wanna fight me for her?

Was that not clear?

Was that not clear?

I don't know.

Now, why on earth

would you want to do that?

Because I'm in love with her.

Aw! I think this

deserves a song.

Kimberly!

We are Sex Bob-Omb.

We are here to make money

and sell out and stuff.

One, two, three, four!

Your club sucks,

by the way.

Well, if my cathedral of

cutting-edge taste holds no interest

for your tragically

Canadian sensibilities,

then I shall be forced to grant

you a swift exit from the premises.

And a fast entrance

into hell!

Scott!

Knives?

That's priceless.

You'll pay for

what you did to him.

Listen, Kung Pao Chicken,

your old, old boyfriend

brought this all on himself.

He was warned plenty of

times, but did he listen? No.

I'm not talking to you.

I'm talking to her!

What?

You broke the heart

that broke mine.

Get ready to Chau down!

You're kidding, right?

Wow!

I mean, you can't say I don't

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