Out of the Blue, Into the Black

Flament, you alright mate?

Beer?

'Explosions In The Sky' is starting!

Explosions here as well...

Up to my neck in shit!

Damn! Shit happens.

Flament, Flament, Flament!

Here we are now!

Entertain us!

We've made it!

Can't remember anything. You?

Nope. Checking yesterday's clips now...

Want a Louis Vuitton?

A handbag?

Handbag?

Really? Are you serious?

Is this your first time here?

That dude!

Want a Louis Vuitton?

Handbags are for fags.

All my videos are gone... Creepy!

Weird... What the fuck happened?

I think I know!

It's for on the beach. It's a windscreen.

Maybe we can make a tent out of it.

No. I'm not sleeping outdoors for 4 days.

We'll work something out. - Work something out? Really?

Wankers...

Noise pollution... You got to pay attention.

And what is this?

I brought the wrong tent.

I can see that. It's a windscreen.

There's still room in my shroom.

Yes. Great! - No.

Why not? You can crash over there...

That's a good idea, no? What else are we gonna do?

Lucky bastard. Really.

Super!

Let's go.

Wow! Check out this tent!

It's a real mushroom!

Polly wants a cracker?

I'm not gonna eat that artisanal shit!

But that's where my name comes from.

From that missing girl?

After a concert, some psycho tortured her.

Guess how?

With a hammer?

No, not with a hammer. Idiot.

A razor blade.

A whip.

A welding torch.

Sick.

Fuck.

So?

Polly...

Three... two... one!

Feeding frenzy!