Trick or Treat

Go, bear these tiding to great Lucifer.

Say Faustus doth surrender up his soul.

So he will spare him four and twenty years.

To give me whatsoever I shall ask.

To tell me whatsoever I demand.

To slay my enemies and aid my friends.

And always be obediant to my will.

Me again. Ragman.

Well, the song remains the same.

Total conflict.

Them against us.

I can't believe they canceled the Halloween concert...

It's like you say,

rock's chosen warriors will rule the apocalypse.

Airheads and brain-deads are everywhere.

Who needs them?

What have they got that I need?

Okay. Just one thing:

Leslie.

Sometimes--actually alot lately--I think about some pretty radical things.

I mean, I have thoughts in my head that only you could understand.

Why not just end it, be done with it all?

Death.

Gone.

But you know something?

The only thing that holds me together is you.

You.

You get it, man. You went to this fucking school, and you rose above it.

And now you're on top.And you can look down at the anthill and smile.

I gotta go.

Your friend forever...

Ragman.

Good evening. i'm Maggie Wong Hernández, and these are tonight's top stories.

Our special tonight examines Sammi Curr, a controversial man.

Despite a large teenage following, Sammi Curr,

has recently been the target of much criticism...

for his suggestive lyrics and onstage theatrics.

Locally, he was the center of a raging controversy just last week

when the town council denied him permission...

to appear at Lakeridge High's Halloween Party Festival Saturday.

Curr graduated from that school and wished to return to his alma mater.

A move that was very popular among students.

The counsel blocked the attempt, citing obscenity

and violence in Curr's music.

Tonight with us is Ms. Sylvia Cavell,

head of the Lakeridge chapter...

...which blocked Curr's appearance.

- Mrs Cavell.. - Thank you, Maggie.

I've been a teacher for 37 years.

And there is an addiction that is reaching epidemic proportions in our school.

I am refering to rock music.

I have seen my share of sexual attitudes and young rebels.

And I know how to deal with them.

Eyewitness News has obtained footage of Sammy Curr...

before a Senate Committee inquiry of Rock Pornography.

If you were a parent

would you want your kid to grow up with rock music, rock musicians, that kind of values?

Would you want your kid growing up around politics, politicians, and those values?

Mr. Curr, this is not...

You can not legislate morality, or music, or people's minds.

- We'll bring you down, man. - I have a teenaged daughter...

We will bring you down!

Again, Sammi Curr, rockstar, victim of a fire in a hotel,

dead at the age of 38.

Wake up, sleepy head.

It's party time! Yeah! This is old Nukesterop coming at you right here!

On this fine Rocktober morning!

It's the sweeping sensation that's sweeping the nation, and I'm gonna do it to you right here, right now. Wow!

Hey, Ragman!

Hey, kid.

I can't believe it.

Well, live fast, die young, I guess.

He made up some great songs. He spoke to us.

Still does...

alive or dead,

doesn't matter.

Hey, hey, hey, Eddie.

Eddie, he wasn't a God.

- This "rock warrior" bullshit... - No one understands like me.

Eddie, you didn't know him.

He was angry. He was always angry, even in high school.

No.

It wasn't him.

He stood up for what he believed in, and they nailed him for it.

He wanted to play the high school, right?

But no, no, they stopped him. They--they banned him!

They tried to fuck him over everywhere he went.

And I know what that's like.

Eddie, he did this to himself, don't you get it?

He started to believe his own hype. He did it to himself, Eddie.

Goddamned equipment! Can you believe it? Nothing ever works!

I got something for you. You know what this is?

It's the last record

of the Curr legacy.

They tried to ban him, but they couldn't stop him.

He's in here.

- Are you going to play it? - At midnight on Halloween.

That was Sammi's ideai.

- Why's it so heavy? - It's an acetate. A studio demo.

Eddie, what you've got in your hands is the only copy in the world.

Yeah.

Alright, come on, let me have that back.

- Here. - No fuckin' way, man!

You said you gotta play it on Halloween.

I will, I have it on tape.

This is unbelievable!

I think he would've wanted you to have it.

You know?

This is very cool.

This is very cool. Very cool!

Hey, Eduardo.

You had me scared when you didn't show up for Trig. I figured the Sammi Curr thing had you bummed out.

Yeah...

- I'm okay. - For real? You're okay?

- I'm okay, okay? - Okay, I'm okay if you're okay.

Hi.

You're Eddie, right?

Okay.

Yes.

I have something for you.

Tim and the guys, sometimes their humor is a little...

I know.

- Hey, what are you gonna to do? - So, are you going to the pool party tonight?

The pool party?

Yeah! Oh, yeah, sure. It's the pool party... The party at the pool.

Why don't you come by? Around 8:30, right after they close.

Yeah.

It'll be fun.

I just might be there.

Good.

What are you doing here?

Nothing.

Then how about getting the fuck out of here?

I'm meeting someone.

Who?

Hey!

You got ears, dildo?

Wait, I just want to ask him something, okay?

- Blast off, dude. - Kim.

Look, doesn't it get tough being this continuous level of creepiness?

- Creepiness? - Get lost, metal head.

- Why can't you act normal? - I don't know what you're talking about.

Wait. If you weren't so creepy, you'd know what I'm talking about.

Get him the fuck out of here.

Are you interested in running for student council?

Hey! Hey!

Stop, you bastards. Leave me be.

Let go! Get off me!

Hey, metal head! You're in the shallow end.

Way to go, Leslie!

Eddie!

Eddie!

I don't want to talk to you.

My mom's on her way with the car. If I had known...

Well, that's just tought shit, isn't it! Let's just all fuck with Eddie, 'cause that's real fun, huh?

- Bunch of fucking assholes! - I'm sorry.

I'm gonna nail every one of those bastards! I don't know how, I don't know when...

but I'm gonna nail them.

Let the big fish hook himself. You're the bait. The bait is you.

- Can we talk about last night? - You set me up.

Hey, it's Aquaman.

- Hainey? - Yes, Edward?

Eat this.

You're dead!

Get him!

Grab him!

Get him!

This way!

Come on. Come on.

Grab him!

Move it!

There he is!

Die, sucker!

Let the big fish hook himself. You're the bait. The bait is you.

So?

What do you think?

It's loud, fast and thrashin'. Little bit short on the melody, but...

No, no, Roger. The message. Come on, man, what do you think?

I think it's just ordinary, run-of-the-mill backmask message.

Just like on "Fuck with Fire," "Burning Metal" and, uh...

"Torture's Too Kind."

Come on, this is not the same thing, man. Look at me.

You see...

this message is meant for me.

Look, why don't you zoom on down to Hunan Gardens, pick up some fortune cookies...

then plan out the rest of the week?

Okay. Okay, then explain this:

I do exacty what the message says. And I nail those assholes the first time ever!

- Just coincidence. - No, no, that is not a coincidence!

Friend, you have fallen for the biggest gimmick in the record industry.

Someone exec thought up the idea of hidden lyrics...

so that pinheads like Eduardo Weinbauer...

would fuck up their records playing them backwards and have to buy more.

Dude, wake up. Look, I gotta jam.

Bye.

Eddie, your cage is starting to shake loose. Now if you want to talk, I'm around.

Maybe I am nuts.

Na... Namgar.

Ragman.

Un-fucking real.