JJesse
You'd never catch me in a job like that.
[thinking] Because it falls under the category of employment.
Hey, man, we're artists. Who knows where we'll be in five years.
[thinking] Still living over your parent's garage?
[loud whisper] Say it, Daria. Whatever you're thinking, say it. If you don't, they'll go on like this for hours.
JJesse
We've got a vision.
Eyes on the prize, man. Eyes on the prize.
JJesse
Yeah, and this guy's not about selling out.
'Cause for that to happen, you'd need someone interested in buying. [looks at Daria] Well, someone had to pick up the slack!
Max, can't you look any more existential?
MMax
Existential? You said nihilistic.
JJesse
I feel like I should be doing something. [after a beat, waves]
[Daria and Jane appears with video camera]
Shouldn't he have a sign that says, "Hi, Mom."
Uh, Jesse? Why don't you, um, cue the fog machine.
[Jesse reaches over rail and turns on "Big Fog" fog machine. It begins to emit smoke, and knocks. Smoke envelopes the band, causing all to cough]
[Band runs away from gazebo moments before fog machine explodes, leaving a column of smoke where it was]
[pats camera] And I got every second of it.