To Hell with a Bullet Page #6

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Oh, sh*t!

Time to go for a ride, baby.

F***! Oh, sh*t!

Gotta get you to the desert...

Put you in...

A nice...

Big hole.

A**hole!

What am I supposed to do, huh?

You okay, brother?

Yeah!

Been a long day.

Let me tell ya,

last night's rehearsal was killer!

You're a Rock Star, man.

And thanks for saying what you said.

It really does mean a lot to me.

No problem, Roc.

Hey, as I recall, wasn't it last week

about this time that you, uh...

Auditioning some guy

named Butch?

C'mon, man, the whole band was

having problems... not just you!

Hey dude,

I'm just f***ing with you.

F***er.

Dude...

There's a sh*t load of people out there.

It's the best crowd we've had in years!

This is it guys!

Hey guys, I just met the dude!

Who?

The dude. You know, the guy.

Etternity Records?

What? Leeson?

Yeah! Leeson, man. The A&R guy, man he's like super

hyped to hear you sing, man it's going to be great!

Yeah, yeah, that's cool, man.

Um...

Look, guys, before the show,

I gotta let you on a little secret.

What's that? You wear women's

underwear? You're gay?

I gave Chuck Leeson

the Thieves Holiday demo.

You did what?!

I gave him their demo.

Why exactly did you do that?

Man, I was desperate, okay?!

You know, Dallas told me that I was never

gonna amount to anything. And I...

Oh, Dallas, huh?

Look, man, I know you guys are getting

sick of all my vocal problems.

Why would you do that? I mean...

It's gotta be the stupidest f***ing

thing I have ever heard, Billy!

Look, man!

I thought it might get us

some interest, okay?!

I never thought they'd actually

like it and wanna hear us play!

Y'know, It's sh*t like this that's gonna

bite us all in the f***ing ass, man. Really!

Kenny, who cares, man?!

I care!

Look, we're gonna get through this sh*t.

He's singin' like a madman, we gotta

a killer crowd out there...

Top record exec out there. What

more do you want, man?! Come on?

Dude...

He sent in a demo of a song

that we didn't even write!

And we're supposed to go out there and

play this song that some other band wrote?!

Huh?

I mean what if Whiskey's out there

tonight, watching the show?

Seriously...

Answer that, Rocco?!

Yeah, that's right, bro... you can't answer

that? Because he f***ed sh*t up again!

Look, man. I know you're pissed off,

but he's right. We can do this.

How, Billy?

How exactly?

Look, if Whiskey and

the guys aren't there...

Then we'll just play the song.

But if they are here then

we'll just tell Chuck Leeson...

That we don't want to play the song

and we'll do something else.

Yeah, right.

He's gonna love that!

Dude, who cares, man?

'Cause at the end of the day if I hadn't

done what I did, he wouldn't even be here...

And we wouldn't be

having this conversation.

He's right, man.

Yeah, well we better make

sure they're not out there.

Look, bro, we can do this.

Alright?

Once we get our record deal...

Then we'll show 'em all

our other songs, okay?

Show 'em that we're way

better than Thieves Holiday!

Yeah, well, I guess we got

no choice now. Huh?

Look, man...

With a couple of your songs and a few of mine,

dude, there's no way we're not going to be...

You know at the top of the charts...

number one with a bullet, you know?!

Well... I'll give it a shot. But,

I'm not happy about this, Billy.

I know, man... I know.

Look, I'm going to check to see if

Whiskey and the guys are here. Alright?

Hey, Billy...

It's close to show time, mate.

Yeah... yeah, I know.

You want a beer or somethin', man?

I, ah, no, no thanks, man.

Hey, look is Whiskey, or any of

the Thieves Holiday guys here?

No, no, they're, they're playing

at The Mint over on Pico tonight.

Cool, man, thank you!

Butch, right?

Go f*** yourself!

Hey, good news guys. Thieves Holiday's

playing at The Mint tonight.

Alright...

See, I told you it'd work out, bro!

Gentlemen!

Time to get your asses on stage.

Hey, let's get up there.

Motherf***er!

Did you see that, motherf***er?

Who?

What are you talkin' about?

The guy that made out with Dallas!

What, are you high?

No! I'm not f***ing high!

C'mon you gotta get backstage and talk to

Leeson, man! The guys are back there already.

Don't f*** this up!

Tigg, man, come on, I, I...

Do that other stuff later!

F***!

Yes, that was in Miami...

At Ronnie Wood's club.

Woody's!

Keith jammed that night.

Yeah, yeah. Yeah, man...

sounds like it was awesome.

Billy, this is Chuck Leeson.

No, Bullshit it is, man! What the f***

were you doing with my girlfriend?

Dude, chill?!

No! This guy is not

Chuck Leeson, Kenny!

Are you going f***ing crazy, man?

No, bro!

This is my Doctor, man!

Devyril. Dr. Devyril, alright?

He's the one who's been treating me!

Dude, please...?!

You gota f***ing nerve

coming back here, fuckhead!

Y'know. That was my f***ing girlfriend!

What the f***! Why don't you

tell them who you are, huh?!

F***ing tell 'em?!

Like I told you, Billy!

The deal was for everything.

Not my f***ing girlfriend, man!

Where's that written in the contract? Huh?

Oh, it's in there.

You'd know that if you'd read the contract.

I'm sorry, what contract

are we talking about here?

Yeah, dude, what contract?

What do you get out of this, exactly?

Everything.

Everything?

Everything you own, Billy...

Will belong to me.

The whole kit and caboodle.

What's going on here, man?!

Who are you?

I think you already know

the answer to that, kid.

I'll be seeing you, Billy.

Real soon.

Is that a record contract?

No...

It's not a record contract.

What happened to us going to

number one with a bullet? A**hole?!

The only place he'll

be going with a bullet...

Is straight to hell.

Good night, gentlemen.

So, does this rejuvenation thing...

Hurt?

You might feel a small twinge.

But, that's normal.

It's just your soul...

Leaving your body.

Sometimes you forget

that in the end...

Everything has a price, Billy.

Thanks so much to SadPANDA

Pull the trigger, Billy.

Wait!

Pull it.

Get it over with.

Hell's not what you think it is.

Wait, wait...

Let me ask you something.

What does a drug dealer do

when he gets busted?

He rolls over on a bigger fish.

That's right.

And he'll do anything.

And I mean anything...

To not go to jail. Right?

A plea deal?

I've never even considered that before.

Well, just because you're

the prince of the Dark Realm...

Doesn't mean you can get a scholarship

to Oxford, now, does it, pal?!

So we're talking about

your brother here?

What do you think?

You'd sell out your own brother?

This is show biz!

Survival of the most ruthless.

I might have underestimated you, Billy.

And I wanna keep my voice.

They way it is right now.

And I wanna live along,

long, long time.

Time means nothing to me.

And I want a record deal.

None of that indie bullshit

either like Etternity.

I want Sony or Warner Brothers.

Wait a minute, I can't...

And Dallas.

I want Dallas back.

But she's one of my concubines.

I've become attached to her...

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