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fans: Craven! Craven!
Craven! Craven!
Craven! Craven! Craven!
Craven! Craven! Craven!
Stop the horror! Stop!
Craven! Craven! Craven!
This is good. Oh, yeah.
Right over here. Mike.
Thank you.
After months of negotiations with the faa,
Internet broadcaster z web TV
has finally been given the go-ahead
for a live broadcast
of megastar slade craven's farewell concert
from a 747 traveling from L.A. to Toronto.
The death rocker's last concert
has been the source of much controversy.
In the wake of the columbine,
Springfield, and jonesboro tragedies,
the message of violence and death in craven's music
does not sit well with the conservative right
or religious groups.
Good for me.
Why don't you grab some b-reel,
and then I'll get right back to you.
Craven! Craven! Craven! Craven!
3:16!
Craven! Craven!
All right, boys. Let's do the hustle.
Man, I hate this part.
Aw, come on, damen. You'll miss it when it's gone.
Thanks for the panties! I love you!
Fans: Craven! Craven! Craven!
Hello?
Benny: You know what?
I should be up there.
Tom, I gotta go.
No, seriously.
What is Ethan doin' up there?
He doesn't even like slade.
I'm the biggest craven fan there is,
and... but no, no, no.
Ben, you can't fly, remember?
What do you mean, I can't fly?
You can't fly.
Look, I got a few nosebleeds. Big deal.
That's got nothin' to do...
I'm countin' 'em in.
That's me, you know?
I've been his fan since,
like, puke hard, back in the eighties.
8, 7, 6...
put some kleenex up my nose.
5, 4...
Did you just do the count?
Voice: 3, 2, 1, go.
Right now I'm boarding
z web TV's specially designed,
absolutely radical 747 flying music station.
We've reconfigured the plane
just so we can bring you slade craven's final concert.
Behind this curtain is the stage,
and believe me,
it's like no airplane you've ever seen.
40 lucky winners of the craven's last shot contest
will join craven and his band for this smokin' party.
The first live, completely interactive,
real-time Internet broadcast in history.
Follow me.
This plane is wired.
We've mounted tiny spy cams all over the plane
so we can give you the action on the stage,
in the fans' seating area,
or wherever it's happening,
and you don't want to miss a minute.
So stay online, call your friends or e-mail 'em.
We're lookin' for 10 million craven fans tonight.
That was good.
I have director stopnow
from the federal aviation authority headquarters
in San Diego standing by
to answer some questions
about craven's airborne concert.
Mr. stopnow, the public wants to know
why the faa approved such a controversial flight.
We've been assured that all faa safety regulations
will be followed,
so there was no reason to deny the request.
And can you comment on the rumors
that threats have been made against the faa
if the concert doesn't happen?
Stopnow: Absolutely not.
There haven't been any threats,
and I would appreciate it if people didn't exaggerate
the controversy over this flight.
I'm sorry, but that's all the time I have.
Idiots.
So, as you can see,
the faa officially denies the threats,
even though reliable sources
have given us a very different story.
Now let's go back to the newsroom.
We've got some expected turbulence
at flight level 3-1-0.
We'll stay below it if we can.
You log many hours on 747s?
The last couple of years,
I got 1200 hours under my belt.
Before that, I flew choppers
in the military.
Well, we'll be in good hands
should we start spinnin' around.
So what do you think of this guy's music?
I listened for about 10 seconds
and got a headache.
I kind of like it.
It makes me think of 'nam.
It never stops.
Barrett: Kate finally
has somethin'
on that hacker.
She's not lettin' this one go.
Bad case of
obsessive compulsive disorder.
Heh heh!
Garner: What's up?
Fat lady's singing.
Specter.
This new program picked him up
as soon as he was hot.
Same pattern.
He's covering his tracks
by routing through these dormant websites.
Garner: Well, who's the target?
Kate: I don't know yet.
Barrett, why don't you log onto the site
while he's up, see if we can't get a trace?
Yeah.
We got a bite.
Barrett: He lives in those brand new condos.
Pretty fancy digs.
740 east 9th street.
Let's take this mother hacker down.
No. We'll have field ops handle it tomorrow.
It's not our job.
You're kidding.
Your shift's over, Kate.
Good work.
Good night.
All right.
Craven's on.
Hacking's off.
¶ As I glare at ¶
¶ my shiny blade ¶
¶ does it love me? ¶
¶ will it share my pain? ¶
¶ I am the razor ¶
¶ tear your skin ¶
¶ I am trick metal ¶
¶ scream in pain ¶
¶ now you're staring ¶
¶ right back at me ¶
¶ and it's Scarlet ¶
¶ all that it seems ¶
¶ no, I can't stop ¶
¶ looking for my Paris, the one with ¶
¶ the silver scare ¶
¶ I am the razor ¶
¶ tear your skin ¶
¶ I am trick metal ¶
¶ scream in pain ¶
¶ I am the razor ¶
¶ tear your skin ¶
Yeah, man. You're on.
Yeah.
And then I, like, totally ran down the fire escape.
I'm surprised they don't bring out the rubber gloves.
Come on, man. What's wrong with these, huh?
I saw him at the staples center.
He's twisted, man.
Oh, I cannot believe
we are actually going to see him live.
Oh, I know. This is so wild.
Have you seen him live before?
No. I'm freakin' out.
Have you seen that video with the dog?
The dog. Oh, my God.
2 years.
2 years I have been sitting on my ass,
chasing this guy...
And here he is,
and he's giving him to the field jocks.
Barrett: We track 'em,
they bring 'em in.
Screw you.
Kate, if you move now, you're gonna screw yourself up.
You know that.
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