Breaking Bad: Original Minisodes (2009) s01e03 Episode Script
TwaüghtHammër
We're rolling, dude.
Dude?
Yo, it's Jesse Pinkman in his house
and I'm the lead-singer,
drummer, producer, chief songwriter,
and this is the story of my band.
TwaughtHammer.
Black is the color
And beauty is the game
The beast is coming to get me
But I don't feel the pain
Isn't it really our band?
Just shut up. Let me just do this.
- If you're a fan
- You weren't even in the video.
Seriously, dude. Seriously.
I would have been if you would
have just let me heal from my accident.
You be in that accident,
we were all worried about you.
We were afraid
you wouldn't pull through.
Your hotel sign is flickering
And blackens from above
The master of my own domain
I sow my seeds of love
If you are a fan of the Albuquerque
alt emo thrash metal scene,
then you probably grooved
to our songs:
"Axe in Infinity",
"Fallacies",
- "Clawing towards agony".
- It's not your band!
I started this band.
I conceived this band.
We conceived this band together!
We were at Auntie's, doing repeats,
and I was, like,
"Let's start a band!"
Fallacies, fallacies
This was my destiny.
I was pratically born
with drumsticks in my hand.
A lot of people said
that I couldn't be
a drummer and a lead-singer
at the same time, but
There's, like,
a President, for this.
Karen Carpenter.
No, the dude
No, that's a girl's name.
At the Crystal Palace
where I try and make my stand
My bros all call you Yoko,
say you're gonna kill the band
You know how the world just keeps
pushing and pushing and pushing and
People just don't undestand you.
Or your pain.
I try and grab all that to get
What are you doing?
I'm adding flare.
Look, there doesn't need flare.
It's all about the words.
The words are boring,
this is boring!
They want you
to just play some shit.
How am I supposed to play some shit
when my entire band douched out
on me last minute.
Fuck!
So now you made me say the word "fuck".
- What, you can say "fuck"
- I can't say "fuck."
How are we gonna get this on VH1?
1998. They showed
Fiona Apple's couter.
- They did not.
- Yes, they did!
but it was historic.
Fallacies, fallacies
It's time for you, dead to me
All your lies will set you free
Fallacies, fallacies
Play some shit! Just do it.
Screw the band. Let's get 'em
a little taste of the hammer.
A little taste of the hammer.
TwaughtHammer, unplugged.
- That's the best you've ever played.
- Thank you. Thank you.
Dude?
Yo, it's Jesse Pinkman in his house
and I'm the lead-singer,
drummer, producer, chief songwriter,
and this is the story of my band.
TwaughtHammer.
Black is the color
And beauty is the game
The beast is coming to get me
But I don't feel the pain
Isn't it really our band?
Just shut up. Let me just do this.
- If you're a fan
- You weren't even in the video.
Seriously, dude. Seriously.
I would have been if you would
have just let me heal from my accident.
You be in that accident,
we were all worried about you.
We were afraid
you wouldn't pull through.
Your hotel sign is flickering
And blackens from above
The master of my own domain
I sow my seeds of love
If you are a fan of the Albuquerque
alt emo thrash metal scene,
then you probably grooved
to our songs:
"Axe in Infinity",
"Fallacies",
- "Clawing towards agony".
- It's not your band!
I started this band.
I conceived this band.
We conceived this band together!
We were at Auntie's, doing repeats,
and I was, like,
"Let's start a band!"
Fallacies, fallacies
This was my destiny.
I was pratically born
with drumsticks in my hand.
A lot of people said
that I couldn't be
a drummer and a lead-singer
at the same time, but
There's, like,
a President, for this.
Karen Carpenter.
No, the dude
No, that's a girl's name.
At the Crystal Palace
where I try and make my stand
My bros all call you Yoko,
say you're gonna kill the band
You know how the world just keeps
pushing and pushing and pushing and
People just don't undestand you.
Or your pain.
I try and grab all that to get
What are you doing?
I'm adding flare.
Look, there doesn't need flare.
It's all about the words.
The words are boring,
this is boring!
They want you
to just play some shit.
How am I supposed to play some shit
when my entire band douched out
on me last minute.
Fuck!
So now you made me say the word "fuck".
- What, you can say "fuck"
- I can't say "fuck."
How are we gonna get this on VH1?
1998. They showed
Fiona Apple's couter.
- They did not.
- Yes, they did!
but it was historic.
Fallacies, fallacies
It's time for you, dead to me
All your lies will set you free
Fallacies, fallacies
Play some shit! Just do it.
Screw the band. Let's get 'em
a little taste of the hammer.
A little taste of the hammer.
TwaughtHammer, unplugged.
- That's the best you've ever played.
- Thank you. Thank you.