I wonder where Katina is from. Maybe shed like to join Rebecca and me this weekend. Hmm
Sorry. After all this is said, Cory (clearly blotto) shouts, Well, were gonna kick the shit out of everybody else, so SOULCRACKER is not amused, but I am. Bwa ha ha! Ramsey makes this really sour face like he smells a ham-and-egg fart. Shut up, Ramsey. Well, you didnt actually say anything, but, well, just shut up. And lighten up. Damn. Have a drink or two, relax.
Cory: I think we have a chance at the battle, because this is really what its about; the music. How each of us performs musically. I guess. But this game is more about doing work and making money, so buck up, there, little camper! Sell something.
In the FLICK van, things are very drunk and confused. Nobody knows what theyre talking about, and things suddenly get all enraged for no reason. Cory starts talking about how he thinks FLICKY is, in fact, the best band on the tour. And its not like hes trash-talking, really, because he mentions that he thinks DODES is amazing. It seems more like hes trying to boost morale, which seems a little necessary when your band goes from first to last in the space of one town. But Fletcher misunderstands Corys intentions and starts bringing beef to him: Thats so cocky! I dont want to come off like that! Shut the fuck up, you talk too much, thats your problem! Cory: If you keep fucking yelling at me, some fucking shits about to go down, so shut the fuck up! Fletcher, with bird fully flipped: Fuck you! Brandin: Shut up, the both of you, shut the fuck up! Shut the fuck up! Shut! Up! Silence for exactly one second. Cory: But what youre saying is ridiculous, Fletcher. Brandin, while assaulting Cory: Shut up! Shut the fuck up! You, too, Fletcher! Shut it! I dont care what the fuck yall want to do, I want us to not be fighting! So shut up! Cory: Dude Shut the fuck up! Easy there, Bran-"Lowest Common"-din-"ominator. Okay, thats a stretch. My bad. But still. Brandin just totally lost it. Ive never heard shut up so many times in a single minute. Except maybe from Sars when we were younger. Looking back on it, she was right. I was a pest. ["Shut up! Shut it! Shut the fuck up, dude! And get out of my room!" -- Sars] Anyway, the FLICK falls silent as were whisked away to Commercialtown, USA.