Dialogue: Gig: Psychofan

Padre

I can truly count on you, V. The guitar is in the right hands – securely now.

Closing this contract and transferring your compensation.

Padre

A client wishes to free another man of his earthly possessions. More specifically, need you to swipe Kerry Eurodyne's guitar.

The job is simple, the reward high. More intel attached. I'll be waiting.

Ma Rec

Hey, what's all that racket upstairs? I passed by a second ago – eardrums almost burst... What, some kinda party?

Ma Rec

He wishes. That's Slayton's unit. Guy's obsessed with just one shitty band. Like, plays it non-stop, full-blast… I-I mean, even when he isn't here.

You know what's the worst, though? When he comes down and starts babbling on about them. Silverhand this, Eurodyne that. For hours on end. Literally.

I'm tellin' ya, this guy's got a problem. He knows the lyrics to every song, every release date of every album, every concert. Unbelievable. I can't wait for the day he drops dead.

Security

Toss your weapon! Hands in the air! Now, damn it!

Johnny

Look here, the safe room – numeric keypad... Shit, V, it's the date on that still with the guitar!

V

You think our buddy Slayton'd be that gonk?

Johnny

Well, since he was Kerry's fan, then yeah, damn sure of it.

Hey, look here. Dude made a shrine to the band. Well... half-shrine, half-vault, more like.

Has a numeric keypad... So code's a string of digits... Man, I dunno. Maybe... sixty-nine, sixty-nine, sixty-nine?

V

Hm. Or maybe not.

Johnny

There it is.

Johnny

1ASave ya some time. It's none of these.

V

1AHow do you know?

Johnny

1A'Cause say what you will about Kerry, but he knew guitars. And these're all hot trash.

Johnny

2AWell, well. Have to appreciate the man's taste in both music and liquor.

2ABut what I don't get... I mean, why the fixation on Kerry?

Johnny

3APiss-poor acoustics, that place. Lighting came a close second. Grub was the worst.

3A'Course, the chicks made up for that. Best pussy I ever ate.

Johnny

4AWeird... Don't remember this one.

V

4AMust be all that vodka you sponged up over the years.

Johnny

4ALet's get one thing straight, I never touched vodka. Bourbon, whiskey, and tequila – that was my crowd.

Johnny

5AHah, I'll never forget this. Line was longer than from here to Plymouth Rock – afterparty lasted two nights straight...

V

5AAnd ended in the drunk tank?

Johnny

6AHa, now that was a fuckin' party. Kerry got so wasted he vommed in Nancy's guitar case.

V

6AWish I was there to see that.

Johnny

6AHa, now that was a fuckin' party. Kerry got so wasted he vommed in Nancy's guitar case.

V

6AWish I was there to see that.

Johnny

7AFuck, Kerry's an old geezer now. When was this still taken?

V

7ANot long ago. Look, the date...

Johnny

7AThe date, the date... That's it! The fuckin' code to the safe room! Ooh-wee, see that? Still got it.

7AFuck, Kerry's an old geezer now. When was this still taken?

V

7ANot long ago. Look, the date... and the guitar we came for.

Johnny

7AFuck, Kerry's an old geezer now. When was this still taken?

V

7ANot long ago. Look, the date...

Johnny

7AThe date, the date... That's it! The fuckin' code to the safe room! Ooh-wee, see that? Still got it.

7AFuck, Kerry's an old geezer now. When was this still taken?

V

7ANot long ago. Look, the date... and the guitar we came for.