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- 'Hello?' - Mornin', Dugan. What's happening?

- It's that time, baby. - Yeah, yeah, yeah. Whaddya got?

Next tune is all you got, and it'll be over at 6:01 and I'm gonna be gone.

- Come on, man, be reasonable. - 'Reasonable?'

If I was reasonable, do you think I'd be working

from midnight to 6:00 a.m. six days a week?

'I may be crazy, baby, but I ain't reasonable.

- 'You oughta know that, you hired me!' - OK.

Give me a minute to get to my car.

Diggin' the sounds?

Cos coming up next, if he makes it,

our esteemed leader Jeff Dugan to be dug in for another day on QSKY-LA.

So till tomorrow, this is the Prince of Darkness.

What it is.

Good morning, Los Angeles.

It's great to be a winner, and aren't we all?

At 6:01 this Monday morning, it's 72 degrees going to 88.

This is Jeff Dugan dug in for another week of music

that's gonna keep you high

on the uncommercial sound of Q-S-K-Y.

QSKY, where we never come down to earth.

More sounds.

Phew!

- QSKY! - 'Hi. Dugan?'

Yeah?

'Alright. Would you play Lynyrd Skynyrd's "Free Bird"?'

- You got it, honey. - 'When?'

Well, I'm in a winning mood. How about right now?

'Hey, Dugan, I really like you guys.'

- What's your name? - 'Isabelle.'

Hey, Isabelle, we like you, too.

Hey, Prince, did you finally get laid last night?

Four times? Bullshit. One time.

Macho, macho, macho. Is that all you guys got to rap about?

- Hey, little Mama, what it is! - What it is, Mama, is rock 'n' roll.

- Alright, music meeting time! - Morning.

Leave the pot, Alice, I think we may need it.

OK.

- Did I say good morning? - Mmm-hmm.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

Good.

OK, I got some good news and I got some bad. What do you want?

Drugs!

- That's the bad news, we don't have any. - Oh...

- What's the good news? - Some's on the way.

Hey, alright!

That's it? That's the meeting? Shit, I'm going home...

Sit down.

Son of a...

- Bobby, go give this to Doc. - OK.

It's a new release. I was gonna play it myself. I'll give it to Doc, what the hell?

- That's a nice move, man. Thank you. - That's very nice.

Let's get this major piece of heaviness out of the way.

Albert Driscoll, vice president of Billings Corporation...

The name sounds familiar because you've seen it on your check every week...

He's sending us a Regis Lamar.

What's a Regis Lamar?

A Regis Lamar is a brand-new flunky sales manager.

Driscoll's sending him here to turn our ratings into dollars.

Oh, man, not again? Give the dude a ride through Bel Air.

Buy him a nice dinner.

And get him so stoned he thinks he got laid.

And send him home first class.

Alright, look... I don't think we take it so lightly this time.

The guy's got heavy credentials.

He's also got big corporations, government, and I hear the army.

- The what? - You heard it, the army.

Driscoll's sending the dude here

to get these big accounts to put spots on our station.

Hell, Dugan.

We've spent years trying to beat them. Now they wanna join us?

If we let them get away with one, they'll start shoving them at us.

They'll start overselling, over-commercializing,

till they drive our goddamn station into the ground.

What do they care about our audience? What do they care about music?

All they care about is money. We gonna let them do this to us?

- No way! - OK! Case closed!

- Let's get onto some good news! - The dope is here.

- Are you kidding me? - The dope ain't here.

But what is here is a Linda Ronstadt concert that's happening.

No way! Carlyle and KLAX have got that locked up.

- Oh, they do, huh? - They do. They are sponsoring it.

Well, I got a little idea

about how we can steal that concert right from under Carlyle

and broadcast it live.

KLAX is gonna sponsor it and we're gonna broadcast it?

- That is pisser. That is pisser. - That's a pisser.

Not only that, we're gonna do it without them ever knowing about it.

Shit!

Listen, Dugan, if you do pull off that Ronstadt thing, I got dibs on MC!

- I asked you first! - You got it, man!

Doc, what the hell is the matter with you today?

We all get a little nuts before the ratings come out, but this is crazy.

Hi, everybody, it's old Doc coming at you at SKY Radio. I'll be back in a minute.

Hey, Jeff?

How about you and I having a couple of drinks after work?

- We ain't done that in a long time. - You got a date, cowboy.

'...lab technicians with a few hours to spare each...'

Jesus!

Uh-huh, not me, baby. It is both carts gone.

Well, get on the horn, tell everybody that the next hour is commercial-free.

Just music.

A present from the friendly folks at QSKY.

That's just like you, Dugan, making chicken salad out of chicken shit.

Just keep 'em happy.

Bobby...

- I assume you heard that noise. - Yeah. But they're all the same.

German, Japanese... they're all kaka!

If you'd just let me rebuild what we already have,

they'll be better than anything you can buy.

You're the boss, OK, do it your way.

Jeff... do you have a minute to listen to something?

Yeah, sure.

'Hey, there, this is Bobby Douglas on QSKY-FM, the ultimate in LA radio.

'We're gonna get down. That's right, get down.

'We're gonna blow your mind, jangle your nerves,

'and re-arrange your entire, ever-loving...'

Bobby... you gotta talk to your audience

like you're talking to a friend, like you're talking to me.

Cut out the smooth polished crap. I mean, give them good, honest feelings.

If they wanted smooth and polished, they'd listen to muzak,

or 99% of the other stations.

- You know what I mean? - Yeah. Sure.

Don't stop trying.

Clippers...

Hello, my little darlings, this is Mother talking to you.

Mother with whom it all began.

I held you close, I tucked you in, I took you all the way back home.

Now I am saying, rock-a-bye-babies,

the Prince is due up next with another...

fabulous payday champagne celebration

from SKY Radio, 711 FM, Los Angeles.

- QSKY. - 'Hello, is this Mother?'

That's right. What can I do for you?

'I can tell from your voice that you understand pain.

- 'I love you because...' - Yeah, I'll give you pain.

Son of a bitch, I'll give you so much pain. Come out in the open!

I'll give you so much pain till your eyeballs fall out.

That what you want, huh?

- That what you want? - 'Listen...'

- Hey... - What?

- Good evening, Mama! - Evening, Prince.

Hey, how you doin'?

Well, just 68 degrees, mild and cloudy and bored to shit!

Other than that, I'm just pissed to hell.

Well, now that's what I like to hear.

Nothing like people with problems, you know?

- Helps to make the world go round. - Oh, yeah...

Is that Mother?

Those friends of yours?

A couple of stereo assistants

who so charitably agreed to give the Prince a hand with the show tonight.

- Just a hand, huh? - Hmm...

You're slipping, Prince.

Prince, is that Mother?

Oh!

Ah!

- Hi. - Oh...

Can I help you?

- Mr. Lamar from Chicago. - Oh.

Oh, Mr. Lamar!

Mr. Driscoll said you'd be arriving later in the week.

- I got away earlier. - Oh... Mr. Dugan isn't here.

He was on the air this morning. He's out having breakfast.

It appears that everyone's out.

- I beg your pardon. - Nothing.

I'll just look around by myself till he gets back, OK?

Oh, of course.

Hello?

Hello! Is Dugan there?

Hot! This is...

Hot! This is Bobby Douglas on QSKY-FM where we...

This is Bobby Douglas on QSKY-FM where we never come down to earth.

This is Bobby Douglas on QSKY-FM, the sound of the south where we...

I was just practicing.

They say the echo is very similar to earphones.

When you're on live.

This is Bobby Douglas... Oh, God!

This is Bobby Douglas on QSKY-FM where we never come down to earth.

This is Bobby Douglas on QSKY-FM where we never come down to earth.

This is Bobby Douglas on QSKY-FM,

the sound of the south, where we never come down to earth.

Isn't it time we returned to real feelings, to love?

Think about that.

Think about the idea of love.

Get the hell outta here!

Jesus.