Metalocalypse2006

[the Dethcopter approaches the concert area. A giant metal cube with spikes on its sides deploys out the back cargo hatch, four parachutes at the top corners slowing its descent over the target concert area. The crowd "oohs" and smiles, anticipating its arrival as its shadow passes over them. Halfway down, the parachutes detach and the cube with its skull motifs plummets. It strikes the gorund off target, crushing a portion of the crowd. Those in its immediate vicinity lay on the ground, dismembered. Music begins and the surviving crowd cheers enthusiastically. Three walls of the cube fall away, revealing Dethklok playing in the stage inside while simultaneously crushing even more audience members. Panels slide out behind the stage and three giant screens rise up showing identical close-ups of Nathan Explosion as he begins to sing their death-metal coffee jingle]

Nathan Explosion:
[spoken] Do you folks like coffee? *Real* coffee? From the hills of Columbia?

Nathan Explosion:
[sung] Duncan Hills will wake you / From a thousand deaths / A cup of blackened blood

Toki Wartooth:
[close-up] Die!

William Murderface:
[close-up] Die!

Nathan Explosion:
You're dying for a cup / Guatemalan blend / Ethiopian / French vanilla roast

Skwisgaar Skwigelf:
[close-up] Die!

William Murderface:
[close-up] Die!

Nathan Explosion:
You're dying for a cup / Prepare for ultimate flavor / You're gonna get some *now*! / And scream for your cream!

[Skwisgaar Skwigelf plays guitar prominently as giant pots of coffee are poured onto the crowd, scalding off their flesh, followed by giant cup of creamer, then more coffee and more cream. Pyrotechnics are launched... ]

Nathan Explosion:
Duncan Hills / Duncan Hills

[... a small explosion occurs in the pyrotechnics' control panel and two ricochet off each other in mid-air... ]

Nathan Explosion:
Duncan Hills

[... with one heading towards the Dethcopter... ]

Nathan Explosion:
Coffee!

[... where Jean-Pierre gasps as he sees it through a window heading for him. It smashes through the window, exploding where he stands, sending him straight up through the top of the Dethcopter... ]

Jean-Pierre:
Nooo...

[... into its massive blades where he is chopped into twenty pieces, his cry cut short. Dethklok looks up, sees the explosion from the blast, then are startled as they get splattered with his blood. Additional explosions rock the Dethcopter as it slowly lists and falls, narrowly missing their stage]