7:21)

CB1: Reproduction or what?
CB2: What did you say?
CB1: What kind of production?
CB2: "There are all sorts of
possibilities...you could do, you
know, a little spoof on something...
V1: This is also nothing new.
CB1: Yeah, get some stuff together,
no problem, y'know, depends on what
you do...
A1 (Jack Armstrong): C'mon, let's look...
V2: Journey?
W (The Weatherman):
Ha ha ha, ho...Oh, well...
V3: No, no, no, Uh-uh.
C (Casey Kasem): This
is American Top Forty.
W: I have climbed the highest mountains,
CB2: Uh, I believe that's
the Weatherman there...
W: And guess what?
CB1: Where ya at?
W: I have run...through the fields...
only to be with you...yup, with you...
no one else, just you.
C: Here's the first Top 40 hit...
W: And guess what?
C: ...for the Irish band from Dublin
who call themselves U2...
W: I have run, I have crawled,
I have scaled these city walls...
Yeah, that's really great, I can't
believe I did it, but nevertheless,
I have done that for you.
C: That's the letter U
and the numeral 2.
W: Only to be with you,
I've done all these things.
C: The f-
W: Yeah, with you. The fat one,
that's it...
C: The f-
W: You're the fat one,
and I wanna be with you...
A1: What's the matter?)
C: Can I say, why was
it changed here?
W: But on the other hand,
I still haven't found
what I'm looking for.
C: That's the letter U
and the numeral 2.
V3: Maybe they'll make it
as a junior U2.
W: But on the other hand,
I still haven't found
what I'm looking for.
C: That's the letter U
and the numeral...
V3: They say...
W: Nope, definitely not.
C: ...two.
W: I haven't found it.
V3: They say they're
kinda like U2.
W: I just can't seem
to find it.
C: That's the letter U
and the numeral 2.
W: Nope, definitely not,
I haven't found it.
C: That's the letter U
and the numeral 2.
A1: C'mon.
W: And here's what else I've done...
A1: C'mon, let's see
what we can find.
W: I have kissed honey lips,
felt the healing in her fingertips.
I've even done that.
C: That's the letter U
and the numeral 2.
W: While I was doing that--
y'know, all the kissing on
the honey lips?--
it burned like fire, and it
reminded me of cheap, melting
plastic--the kind that makes little
clouds of white vapo-gas and then
when it catches on fire, it makes those
little...little strings of black smoke with
little ashes attached to them.
That's how it was kissing honey lips.
C: Why are we doing it?
Why have we changed something?)
W: And I still haven't found it.
B (Bono): Uh...
W: What I'm looking for, that is.
I just don't know where the Hell
it is...I just can't seem to find it...
B: The last thing we wanted
to do was sound like anybody
else. So with U2...
C: That's the letter U
and the numeral 2.
B: you've gotta challenge it, you
know, musically speaking, you know,
you've gotta find new sounds in a
guitar, you've gotta find a new way
of approaching a 4/4 beat. You know,
rock and roll still needs innovation
...and there's a lot, there's a...
there's a lot out there.
V4: Someone has said, "Get a great
idea, a great purpose, marry it, and
raise a family.
C: What the Hell's going on here?
V5: Bono.
A2: Why, Billy, look!
C: I should be saying,
"American Top 40 is heard
in the fifty states, and around the..."
V4: Are you two married
to a great idea?
C: It was...it was every week,
"American Top 40 is heard in the..."
A2: Everything is topsy-turvy!
A1: I'll say it is!
C: Is it to just screw up things?
V4: Marriage is not you two
living for each other.
C: 'Cause I can't say this...y'know...
A1: Let's see what we can find.
A2: Everything is such a mess!
C: Jeez, I thought we were
almost finished...
V4: It is you two uniting to live
as a team for this great purpose.
A1: What's the matter?
Find something?
A2: No.
CBJ (CB jammer): [unintelligible]...
fuck his ass...go jerk his bone!
A2: No, I can't find anything here.
WCB: That damn sewer-mouth is back again.
A2: There's no one in here now...
CBJ: ...[unintelligible]...
A2: There's nothing but Uncle Jim's
shortwave radio set.)
C: Ponderous! Is Don on the phone?
D (Don): Hi, Casey. Uh, had 'em
Beautiful One Lyrics
Strange to be on Marvel Hill I've walked some years to find I know there is a piece to fill The gap I have in mind No, nothing's here, I close my eyes It's on the other side And what I've worked so hard to gain I'd gladly give away 'Cause I don't need this I don't need it I need more A postcard from where life's a thrill On top of Marvel Hill But I don't need this I don't need it I need more No, I don't need this To good to be true To good to ignore I don't need this I need so much more It's too much to ask for