I really wanted to know what he said.
But I punched the red "CC" button, and got no text.
Quick and dirty transcript below:
Taverner: playing himself
C: camerman
B: black man Starting at :28
C: Smile for the camera. Hey, can I interview you?
Taverner: Uh, what is it about?
C: I just want to ask you why you're here?
Taverner: Uh, thuh... I'm here, I'm here to sleep... and for, the for the movement against, uh, facist pigs, that's right.
C: So you're here against-
Taverner: I'm here against the police, I'm against the cops, and I'm against the war on drugs, and the war on terror is a war on George W Bush- and all those mother ****ers and all those politicians and **** that shit- I say get high.
C: Ok, alright. So I <unintelligible off camera babble>
Taverner: That's the war on drugs- I'm fighting against that-
C: So what are you doing to protest against any of it?
Taverner: Man I uh,uh, I get high. That's the main thing, I get high everywhere, anywhere-
C: Just live your life how you want-
Taverner: I wrote- I wrote '**** pigs' in chalk up on the courthouse. You know, I uh, shit hits the fan-
C: Well, just chalk, I mean that's not vandalizing or anything-
Taverner: It ain't, you know-
C: I mean as long as you're not out-
Taverner: Look at her, dude.<pointing off camera>
C: So, uh, I mean, after all of this is done do you think anything is going to ac-accomplished from any of it, or?-
Taverner: It doesn't matter.
C: It doesn't matter?
Taverner: Nah, I'm uh, uh, having fun right now.
C: Yeah, I mean, uh-
Taverner: <laugh>
C: I guess going out to-
B: Give a shout out to all you n*ggers in prison. Yeah, yeah, the n*ggers in San Quentin, what up?
Taverner/B: <laugh>
C: Alright, well, cool, uh, thank you for your short interview, man.
Taverner: Yeah.
C: Thank you.
