David: I think that the problem may have been that there was a Stonehenge monument on the stage that
was in danger of being crushed by a dwarf. Alright? That tended to understate the hugeness of the object.
Ian: I really think you're just making much too big a thing out of it.
Derek: Making a big thing out of it would have been a good idea.
Derek: Can I raise a practical question at this point?
David: Yeah.
Derek: We gonna do Stonehenge tomorrow?
David: No we're not gonna fucking do Stonehenge!!!
Nigel: You can't really dust for vomit.
David: They were still booing him when we came on stage.
Nigel: We don't literally say it.
David: No, we don't say it.
Nigel: We don't really, actually mean it.
David: No, we don't believe it either, but
Nigel: But we're not racists.
David: But that message should be clear.
David: Dozens of people spontaneously combust each year. It's just not really widely reported.
Nigel: ...These go to eleven.
Marty: I don't hear anything.
Nigel: Well you would though, if it were playing.
Nigel : Well, this piece is called Lick My Love Pump.
David: Well, I'm sure I'd feel much worse if I weren't under such heavy sedation.
Derek: We're lucky.
David: Yeah.
Derek: I mean, people should be envying us, you know.
David: I envy us.
Derek: Yeah.
David: I do.
Derek: Me too.
David: It's such a fine line between stupid, and clever.
Ian: The Boston gig has been cancelled...
David: What?
Ian: Yeah. I wouldn't worry about it though, it's not a big college town
David: He died in a tragic gardening accident... Authorities said... it's best to leave it... unsolved.
Jeanine: I've told them a hundred times: put Spinal Tap; first and Puppet Show last