:55:00
I am a golden god!
:55:05
Yes, you are!
:55:07
- I am a golden god!
- Hey, Russell!
:55:11
Don't jump.
:55:14
And you can tell
Rolling Stone magazine...
:55:17
that my last words...
:55:20
were...
:55:26
I'm on drugs.
:55:37
I think we should work
on those last words!
:55:40
Okay. Oh, I got it, I got it.
I got it.
:55:42
I got it. I got it.
This is better.
:55:45
Last words.
:55:48
I dig music.
:55:54
I'm on drugs!
:56:00
Look, just come on down...
:56:01
and we'll go back to the hotel.
:56:04
Okay.
:56:06
-j ump.
-j ump!
:56:15
Save Russell!
:56:23
They've been crying for you
like a bunch of whimpering pussies.
:56:28
Oh, this band's over.
:56:29
- This is my family now.
- That's right.
:56:32
- Right, man.
- Definitely.
:56:34
- He's staying with us.
- Let's just ride on down to Greenville.
:56:37
We'll listen to some great music.
We'll finish the tour...
:56:40
and then we'll leave
those ungrateful fools behind.
:56:44
Then we'll come back here,
where you'll live.
:56:46
- That sounds good.
- Yeah, and he can stay in our basement.
:56:49
-I see what you're doing, and I like it.
-Okay, good.
:56:53
Come on.
:56:55
- I got it, man, I got it.
- Yeah.
:56:58
That felt kind a good, though.