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I swear to God, I almost left last night.

Oh yeah?

I heard that one before.

No, I was ready to go.

To go where?

I don't know exactly.

Somewhere I could play my horn.

Hey, you can do that here, you know.

If you want to play so bad, you can play with us.

Yeah, I just don't think I fit in.

Hey, it's a good way to get laid, you know.

Be in a band.

Yeah, I know.

I just don't think any trumpet player would fit in with a BTO tribute band.

Hey, it's not just BTO.

We also do Metallica and Gun and Rose.

Actually, we are remarkably diverse.

You're gonna drop by after work?

Yeah, but I got no booze, huh?

I drank it all last night.

Oh, I'm sure we can dig up something.

I hope so, man.

I want to get slammed tonight.

See you, Claude.

Okay.

And think about it, huh?

It's better to play with us than to play with yourself.

You may be right.

Fucking right I am.

Hey, what's wrong with BTO anyway?

Iggy!

Breakfast!

Iggy?

Where are you, pup?

Come on, Iggy. Yummy breakfast.

What you got there?

Hello, are you all right?

Hello?

Can you hear me?

Freezing.

You're freezing cold.

Okay, let's see what we can do here.

Can you feel that?

Can you...

You're freezing.

You're doing it, they shouldn't have been out there.

You're freezing.

You're lucky you're not...

Oh, shit!

Where am I anyway?

Pickerel Falls.

Where?

Pickerel Falls, end of the line.

Pickerel Falls.

You've worked here for seven years, is that right?

That's right.

And your father was a barber before you?

This was his shop.

How will today's incident change your life?

How will it affect Pokey Jones the barber?

I don't know.

It'll probably mean increased business for a day or two.

Do you think of yourself as a hero?

No, not really.

I didn't save him, you know.

I basically just did what anyone would do in circumstances.

I'm not so sure, Pokey.

If this happened in the big city,

most people that saw a frozen body would just walk by as if nothing had happened.

I don't know. I've never been to a big city.

You not only stopped to help, you actually tried to thaw him out.

Can I get a shot of your back? We found him.

Yeah, sure.

Oh, should I bring the kibble?

I had the kibble with me.

Sure, bring the kibble.

Bring the kibble!

Great.

Now, where exactly was the body?

Just over this way.

When exactly is this article going to come out anyhow?

Well, we're going to try and get a special edition out.

You're kidding.

By this afternoon if we can.

People want to know the facts.

It was right here in the tub.

What was your expression when you first saw the body?

Um, kind of shocked, I guess.

Can you show us?

Great.

That's front page material.

Would you like to speculate as to the identity of the young man you found?

No one seems to know him, and he didn't have any ID.

Who do you think he might be?

I really don't know.

But going from his hair, maybe he was a rock star or something.

I don't know.

But Pokey, he froze to death

because he was no longer insulated from the hard reality of the world.

Huh?

It's possible.

Wait.

Or maybe, maybe it was foul play, huh?

Let me do this.

Okay, okay, but, Poke, hurry up, huh?

It's getting late and we gotta find some beer.

Yeah, I'm almost ready.

Hey, there's somebody here.

Tell him I'm closed.

It's a her.

Tell her it's a men's barber shop.

Okay, if you say so.

I'm looking for Pokey Jones, the barber.

I'm afraid he's closed.

You can see here by the sun, madame.

Could I just speak to him?

He'll have to come back tomorrow.

You want a haircut?

Yeah.

Well, I think I can maybe squeeze one in.

No doubt.

Great.

Is that okay with you, Claude?

Yeah, go for it, Poke.

And I'll get the booze and I'll leave you two to take care of business.

I'm not really a hair stylist, you know.

I'm a barber.

I don't usually do women.

I want you to make me look totally different.

A new person.

Okay, something layered, maybe?

A little shorter?

I don't want to be recognized.

Curls, maybe?

How about a dye job?

Anything you say.

Make me a redhead.

So, you're from the big city, I guess.

What big city's that?

Thunder Bay.

Thunder Bay? No.

I'm from all over.

I've been on tour most of my life.

I knew it. With hair like yours, you're a musician, right?

No, I'm a roadie.

I was a roadie.

I'm a fugitive from a heavy metal road crew.

I'm kind of a musician myself.

- Oh, yeah? - Yeah, I play the trumpet.

Oh, well, that's okay, too.

The trouble with the trumpet is,

no matter how good you are, it always comes out sounding like jazz.

You know what I mean?

Yeah, yeah.

So, uh, tell me about the dead guy you found this morning.

You look fantastic.

Not bad.

This is the chair he was lying in.

All stiff.

That's why they call them stiffs, you know.

Have you ever seen a dead body before?

No.

Well, that's what he was like.

Of course, he was frozen, too. That probably added to it.

Lying flat with his legs sticking out like a giant Popsicle.

Where is he now?

We took him to the funeral parlor.

How would I get there?

Well, you'd follow the highway, but they're not gonna let you see him.

They're not letting anyone see him, otherwise there'd be a big crowd.

He's my brother.

Your brother?

How much for the hair?

Oh, nothing. It's on me.

Thanks.

I'd drive you, but I don't have a car.

Well, actually, I do have a car, but I never drive it.

I've never taken it out of the garage.

I'm waiting.

You see, it was left to me by my father.

He's also...

dead.

I'll go get the keys.

Yes, it's him.

What was your brother's name?

Hmm?

Your brother's name?

I really don't want to discuss that right now.

I understand, but it's for the certificate.

Oh, right.

Um...

Jeff...

Jeffrey.

Jeffrey?

That's right.

Jeffrey what?

Um.

His last name...

is the same as mine.

He's my brother, right?

Right.

Bangs. Jeffrey Bangs.

I'll need your signature.

I'll need the certificate by the morning.

Plus the coroner's report and the embalmer's certificate.

And something to put him in, a coffin, something simple.

I'm taking him home tomorrow.

Could you give me a lift?

Um. Tomorrow morning?

I'm supposed to work at the shop.

I'd love to help, but I...

Well, we'll see what we can do.

I need a phone. I have to make some arrangements.

And right now, I'd like some time alone with...

with my brother.

Of course.

These are your brother's personal effects.

You'll have to sign for them.

Sure.

Are you okay?

Is there anything I can do to help?

I'm okay.

Are you hungry?

Maybe a sandwich?

Anything at all, just ask.

You can leave us alone.

I'll just be outside.

Hello, brother.

You're gonna do a little favor for me.

Do you play that thing, or do you just pose with it?

I play it.

I could help you with that.

I could make you the best in the world.

What do you want?

That body you found.

I was concerned it might be a friend of mine.

Skinny.

Long hair.

Face like a rat.

Rock and roll type.

It was a close personal friend.

That's Jeffrey.

Jeffrey.

That's the name.

Is he dead?

Yes.

I don't believe it.

Well, I'm afraid it's true.

He died last night.

Yes! Yes!

I don't believe it.

Who-eeee!

He's mine.

He's mine!

Boy, oh boy.

I can't remember the last time.

I'd like to see him right away.

You can't.

He's with his sister.

His sister?

He has a sister?

She's with him right now.

I see.

Jeffrey.

I'll come back tomorrow during visiting hours.

First thing in the morning. How's that?

You and I can talk about that horn of yours.

I can get you to blow like Gabriel.

Hmm?

Yes!

Who-whooo!

I don't believe it.

Everybody has a dream.

Want to be rich?

Want your own TV series?

All it's gonna cost you is your soul.

Hey, what are you saving it for?

I mean, you wanna get out of this dinky town.

Move to the States.

Live on a yacht the size of a football field.

You name it, you got it.

Now, what do you want?

Are you serious?

Dead serious.

Beer.

You got any beer?

Beer.

Beer I don't have.

But, uh, let's see.

Well, I do have a Mickey of bourbon.

Great.

I'll take it.

Keep still.

Hey, can't we use a red magic marker or something?

It won't hurt a bit.

Just a little mosquito bite.

I found it.

Now, just sign the thing.

Here's a bandage.

Now, say cheese.

Cheese.

That's it, my friend.

Nice doing business with you.

See you when you're dead.

Yeah, sure.

All right.

Who's next?

Next?

Who'll be the next lucky winner?

Come on down.

All your dreams come true.

I'm sorry to disturb you, but I think there's something you should see.

I brought you some coffee, if you'd like some coffee.

Uh, I hope, uh...

I hope, um... Y-you're not...

It, uh...

It looks like you're... What do you think you're doing?

I know what I'm doing.

Naturally, you're a little upset about this.

And maybe you should just relax for a little bit

till you're a little less, uh, bereaved.

I thought you had to go to work.

I do.

Why don't you stay here today, and I'll drive you home tonight.

There's no hurry.

I met a friend at Jeffrey's last night.

A friend?

Yeah, kind of a weird guy.

He's gonna come by this morning.

There is a hurry. I'm going now.

Um, have you contacted your parents?

Maybe they could pick you up.

I made arrangements.

- The funeral's on Tuesday. - Tuesday where?

New Orleans.

New Orleans?

That's 1,500 miles south.

You can't hitchhike all that way with a dead body.

You're right.

You know what the problem is?

This coffin is scaring everybody away.

Here, give me a hand.

You don't understand. You can't do this.

Why not?

Well, for one thing, I think it's illegal, transporting a dead body.

So?

So it's an interstate trafficking violation.

That should do it.

And besides, it's a question of dignity.

Is this really what your brother would have wanted?

Going south?

Great. Hold on a second.

Okay.

Are you free?

Energy.

Ah.

Well.

I'm just meant to know you.

See ya.

Well, I can see you're determined to do this.

So...

So there's not a lot I can do.

Hey, you've done enough already.

I have responsibilities, you know, to my customers.

Sure, you can't just get up and leave.

No, I mean, imagine all the hair.

It'd be like...

Unmanageable.

Yeah.

Good luck.

Don't worry.

I'm sure I'll get a ride eventually.

Anyway, I could always take the bus.

Wait here.

I'll go get the car.

See this suitcase?

I've had it packed and ready just in case.

Are you sure this is okay?

Are you kidding? New Orleans, the birthplace of jazz.

Louis Armstrong, Kid Orey, Buddy Bolden.

A chance to walk down those legendary streets.

A chance to drive down the highway.

Hear the music.

Meet the people.

See America.

It's a dream come true.

You've never been to America, have you?

Nope.

I didn't think so.

But I've dreamed about it all my life.

Okay.

We don't even need a map, you know.

We can just follow the highway all the way.

61 from the Lakehead to the Big Easy.

Oh, and I know that...

Ahem.

May I help you?

I've come to pay my respects to Jeffrey.

I'm afraid Mr. Bangs is no longer with us.

I know that.

That's why I've come to pay my respects.

He's not resting here anymore.

Let me speak to his sister.

She's not here.

What about the barber?

You're lying.

Aha.

What do we have here?

Wrong stiff.

I want that body.

I have to have that body.

That body is mine.

Do you hear me?

He's mine.

He's not here.

He better not be.

Or you'll be digging your own grave, Mr. Undertaker.

Where did they go?

Out on Highway 61.

Lonely steppers on the road, entangled.

You turn and see the simple man arise.

You see his words all creamy from confusion.

You know where he is covered with his eyes.

Sally on.

Wherever you go, you know you belong.

When I was nine years old, my parents died due to an electrical wiring problem.

Which caused a fire in our house.

And all that was left to me of my parents was this car.

So it's been like family to me, the only real family I ever had.

So when I was growing up.

And I needed some advice.

Or I needed someone to show my report card to, this is where I came.

It was important to me.

It was so important that I didn't want to use it just to cruise around.

Pick up girls and, you know, I...

I didn't want to drive it unless it was for something really important.

Something my parents could be proud of.

Driving your dead brother down to New Orleans to be buried,

that's something a parent could be proud of, don't you think?

You don't have to talk about it if you feel uncomfortable.

I'm kind of tense.

I'll feel better when we cross the border.

Well, you have quite a record here, Miss Bangs.

Possession of marijuana.

Creating a public nuisance.

Riding a motorcycle without proper headgear.

Where exactly will you be traveling, sir?

New Orleans.

New Orleans, Louisiana?

That's the one.

Purpose of your trip?

Funeral.

Your little friend over here said it's for vacation.

She did?

Uh, well, it's a funeral, but...

we hope to take in a few sights along the way.

Don't get smart with me.

Assault on a police officer,

shoplifting, indecent exposure, twice.

I can explain that.

Have you ever lived in Braddock, Iowa?

No.

What's this?

That's my camera.

Are you married, Mr. Jones?

No.

Do you have any children?

No.

Why not?

I don't know.

You're a nice-looking young man.

Thank you.

You like girls, don't you, Mr. Jones?

Oh, yes, I do.

The United States of America is my home.

It's where I live.

Now, why should I invite you into my home?

Would you invite someone into your house if you

knew they had been arrested for indecent exposure?

Depends on the guy.

Well, what do we have here?

Do you promise never to do any of these things

while you are a guest in the United States of America?

Sure.

Do I have your word?

Yeah, sure.

I'll be a good girl.

I don't care what you do in Canada.

You can do anything you like in the privacy of your own home.

But not in my house.

That's fair, isn't it?

What's this?

It's the mouthpiece.

Would you have a bill of sale for this?

Okay.

Step back behind the yellow line, please.

Please be careful with that.

You're not carrying any illegal substances, are you?

No.

Like narcotics, maybe?

No.

I hope not.

I hope you're being straight with me, because if I find out you're lying,

I'm going to make it my personal business

to go down to Louisiana and haul your butt back up here.

Am I making myself clear?

Yes.

Get out of here.

Hold on a second here.

Do you by any chance have a coffin on the roof of your car?

Yes.

And what or who is inside that coffin?

My brother.

I'm talking to Mr. Jones.

Her brother. We have the forms.

Is he dead?

Yes.

He better be.

Welcome to America.

Do it!

Rock 'n' roll radio.

Let's go. Rock 'n' roll radio.

Let's go. Rock 'n' roll radio.

Let's go. Rock 'n' roll radio.

Let's go!

Dear Clark.

You will never guess where I'm writing from.

Minnesota.

Minnesota, USA.

That's right. I did it.

I'm finally taking the trip I've been planning for all my life.

Everything is going great.

Unfortunately, I forgot to bring any money.

But that turned out to be less of a problem than you'd think.

Here are some coffees.

Some chips.

Burritos.

How did you get all that with $1.75?

Don't ask. Just enjoy.

Oh, and here are some Butterscotch I forgot.

Hm?

There's a different way of doing things down here.

You notice a big change as soon as you cross the border.

Hard to believe, but everything you hear about America is true.

I've already seen some incredible landmarks that would blow you away.

Look.

- Why the hell are we off the highway? - Just look.

Yeah?

This is the childhood home of Bob Dylan, where he lived from ages one to six.

This is where he spent those formative years.

Hard to believe, eh?

This is the driveway where he probably played as a child,

where he first learned to ride his bicycle.

Six is pretty young to ride a bicycle.

Come on, the guy was a genius.

I mean, looking at this place just fills me with...

I don't know, it fills me with awe or something.

You're full of something, all right.

You don't feel anything.

Pokey, I've got to be in New Orleans by Tuesday at four.

I can't be late.

Oh, okay.

Seven toes. You're live wire.

Highway 61 is a song line.

When you travel south on 61 from Thunder Bay to New Orleans,

what you're really doing is

tracing the history of popular music back to its roots.

I lived all my life on the northern tip of the highway.

And I studied and I read.

I never left home, but I know every inch of this highway.

I know it inside out.

Ask me a question if you like.

Ask me anything.

Do you want to have sex with me?

What?

Do you want to have sex?

Uh...

No, I'm fine, thank you.

It's okay with me if you did.

We'll be together for a long time.

It's a long trip, right?

It's bound to come up sooner or later.

- I just thought that maybe... - Yeah, sure, I understand.

The tragedy of her brother's death has hit Jackie pretty hard.

But she's holding up well.

I think that we're developing a kind of trust.

But I'm not going to push anything.

Are you sure you don't want to pull over for the night?

You must be tired of driving.

No, I can keep going.

I'm fine.

Actually, I'm surprisingly awake.

The plan is to drive straight to St. Louis without stopping.

I can't wait to get to Memphis.

Anyway, I hope you're doing okay.

Say hi to everyone.

Your pal, Pokey.

Say, mister, can you spare me a dime, a nickel, a penny, a dollar, a quarter?

I'm prepared to give you a $20 bill.

But you have to do something for me in return.

Like what?

I want you to sign a contract saying that

when you die, your soul shall be mine for all eternity.

And you give me $20?

That's right.

What's the catch?

The ground.

Rocking and rocking.

Morning!

What happened to that nonstop power drive to St. Louis?

Looked like a nice place to have a nap.

Go ahead, play something.

Uh, no.

Come on.

I don't really like to play in front of other people.

There's no one around for miles.

Except for you.

Well, I don't know what the point of music is if nobody hears it.

What was Jeffrey's music like?

Well, it's hard to say.

Like nothing you've ever heard before.

What was the name of his band?

His band was called... Tongue.

Tongue?

Were they played on the radio ever?

Oh, yeah.

They were pretty well known.

Actually, I'm surprised you never heard of them.

They're pretty big.

Jeffrey was an original.

A musical genius.

God, I stink.

Yeah, I kind of stink in myself.

Well, grab yourself some clothes.

I don't think that's a very good idea.

These belong to somebody.

Well, what do you think?

I think you look good.

I think you're looking pretty hot in those pajamas.

As a matter of fact, you look great.

I could have blown your head right off your neck.

You wouldn't have liked that too damn much now, would you?

- No. - Huh?

No.

That's what I was aiming to do.

Don't know how I missed.

That would be a shame, though, wouldn't it?

Now that I get to take a closer look at you.

Them's my clothes, you know.

That dress you're wearing, that used to belong to my wife.

She's no longer with us, but I wash it anyway.

Sometimes twice a week.

Sorry, I'll take it off.

No need to do that.

Looks just fine.

Looks a hell of a lot better than it ever did on her.

Well, maybe we'd better be going then.

We were just stopping and we've got a long way to go.

You a musician?

Yes, I play the trumpet.

I'll bet you're the singer.

No, I'm a roadie.

A roadie?

Well, so am I.

Matter of fact, we're on tour right now.

Well, why didn't you tell me you were in the business?

I'll tell you what.

Why don't we get down to the buggy and I'll introduce you to my girls.

Think I can get you a bite to eat?

Come on, we were just setting down to lunch.

All right? Come on.

Now, ain't they something?

That one in the pink there, she's the oldest.

Her name's Missy.

Her real name's Mississippi, what we call her Missy for short.

And the one in the middle there, that's Minnie.

Her real name is Minnesota.

Minnie for short.

And the little one.

Isn't she a tiger?

And I'll bet you can't tell me what we named her.

Can't guess.

Louise.

Louisiana.

Because she came into our life like a little ray of sunshine.

So we named her after Louisiana.

The Sunshine State.

Isn't Florida the Sunshine State?

You can't call a child Florida.

What kind of parent would do a thing like that, huh?

I guess you're right.

And together, we are the Watson family.

We've been touring up and down this highway,

spreading our own unique blend of feel -good pop.

America is just dying for good family music.

All right, girls, that's enough.

Come over here, I want to introduce you to someone.

You can be sad.

You can be frightened.

Don't be afraid.

Like in bad attitude.

Fortitude.

- Because after my eyes. - Whoa, whoa.

- When I realize. - Whoa, whoa.

Dare I reassure that you can be.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

That would be kind of nice.

Dinner time and brunch.

I invite you on my knees.

Oh yes indeed.

Your love is guaranteed.

So I say thank you for the meal.

For being strong, for being real.

For all the happiness I feel that you brought.

Well, what did you think?

They're great.

Jackie, I'd like your professional opinion.

What did you think?

Well, I think they're very talented.

And I think you are being very kind.

And I also think that Missy was a little bit flat.

Huh?

All right, let's dig in.

Pokey, a little coleslaw?

No, thanks.

It's really very good. I made it myself.

I don't care how good it is.

I don't want any coleslaw.

I just don't like coleslaw.

Was he really famous?

Yes, he was a famous rock and roll singer.

Like Michael Jackson?

Yeah, even more famous.

And he froze to death?

That's right.

He stayed out in the cold too long.

So now we've got to bury him in the ground forever.

- Gross. - Yeah.

Can we look at him?

No, I don't think that's very good.

Oh, please, open it for us.

Oh, please, open it for us, please.

Please! Please! Please! Please! Please!

Mama, don't you cry for me.

Moma.

Saw that tree keeps growing tall.

Moma.

How are you and daddy getting on?

Moma.

Does he still sit in that old chair?

Moma!

Aren't these the cutest outfits you ever saw?

I sewed them from the drapes that used to hang from that window there.

Wow.

Oh, I'm not ashamed of my sewing.

I'd do anything in the world for those girls, anything.

Except there's only one thing I cannot do for them, and you know what that is.

No.

Be a mother to them.

I cannot be a mother to them.

I understand how you feel about your wife passing away.

My brother just died.

I said my wife was no longer with us.

She is not dead, unfortunately.

I just left her.

I took the girls, and I just left.

Because she was selfish and fit.

She didn't want those girls to be famous.

She was jealous.

And I want the world for those girls.

Anything in the world those girls will have.

This country has an awful lot to offer, and I want them to have a crack at that.

Does that make me a bad father?

Listen, I've got to take this trumpet out to Pokey.

He's very possessive, and he'd get all upset if he knew it was out of its case.

Jackie.

That boy is no good for you.

I'll be right back.

That was Jane Hawley with "Moma's Waiting."

K.O.R.N., Davenport, Iowa.

Where we play both kinds of music.

Country and western.

Dead is alive.

Dead is alive. Dead is alive.

Dead is alive. Dead is alive. Dead is alive.

Dead is alive. Dead is alive. Dead is alive.

Oh, yeah.

Oh yeah, I've heard that knock before.

- It's you again outside my door. - Let's go, Poke.

I see laundry hanging on the line.

No one else is hanging there but mine.

I kinda like the way it is.

Just myself with your visits.

My way or highway. My way or highway.

It's the way to win my love.

It's my way or the highway.

It's my place and it belongs to me.

I'm the only one who has a key.

I come and go when I want. It's all I got.

Hundred and fifty. Hundred and seventy-five.

I can't believe you stole the life savings

of a single father with three children.

How could you?

It's my way or the highway.

It's my way or the highway.

I'm going on tour this year until I get a record contract.

Then I'm going to make a video.

Then they're going to make a video of us, and we're going to be famous.

Then mommy's going to come back and live with us.

And when I grow up, I'm going to do solo projects.

And get married to someone very famous, but I'm not sure who exactly.

Who told you all this?

My daddy.

Your daddy's lying.

None of this is going to happen.

You know why?

Because you're ugly.

I'm sorry to say it, but you're an ugly little girl.

Just ask anyone.

My daddy says I'm pretty.

And when I grow up, I'm going to be a beautiful lady.

No.

You're going to be an ugly lady.

You'll probably be fat and work as a cashier.

And no one is going to want to marry you.

You see, parents aren't allowed to tell the truth about certain things.

Don't cry. Don't be upset.

I don't want to see you crying.

You really want to be famous?

Yes.

Maybe I can help.

Would you like that?

I can make you pretty.

And all you have to do is sign your little name.

Can you do that?

Dear Claude, we're getting down south now,

and we are beginning to feel the heat.

Take a 10-shot clip.

Stay off the thing.

You're probably wondering how it's going between Jackie and me.

Well, to tell the truth, so am I.

Wish me luck.

Your pal, Hokey.

A pack of cigarettes.

$14.50.

Elvis Presley memorabilia, $67.33.

A fifth of bourbon, $6.49.

$20 cash money.

Promise of beauty and fame.

Priceless.

Gotta get me some more spending money.

Baby, the different love.

Sure you don't want to try? It'll make you feel better.

I can't believe you spent all our money on a gun.

What is this, our money?

It's my money.

I stole it, I'll spend it the way I like.

Great, you're gonna end up dying in slow motion.

I know what I'm doing.

Yeah, sure, what, planning a bank job?

No, I had something else in mind.

Hey, come on, put that down.

Shut up and do exactly as I say.

N-37, 3-7.

Number five.

Can I help you, mister?

I'd like to play a game of bingo.

50 cents a game, 50 cents a card.

12 cards, thank you very much.

O-62.

6-2.

Plus it's a dollar extra if you want me to sell you a bingo dollar.

That won't be necessary.

I've got my own.

N-40-4-0.

G-47-4-7.

Look, if there's something you want to talk about.

No, get out.

I 29-29.

Nice and cool.

We're going for a walk.

It's starting to rain.

- What about your brother, do you... - don't worry about him.

He'll be all right. No one's gonna touch him.

Look, Jackie, maybe you should...

B-8, B-12, B-3, B-6, B-5.

That's good.

You win again, mister.

Now time flies when you're having fun.

But I do have business to attend to.

That's right.

You go on home now and let some of the folks who belong here have a chance.

Well, I really should be going.

But if you insist.

One more game.

And a special thanks to Mrs. Habermasch and the ladies of the Smilers Club

for donating the gift for our next game, this unique macrame planter.

I guess you think this is pretty funny, but...

Freeze.

This is good enough.

Soft ground.

Nice and private.

Drop your pants.

What?

Do it.

Stick them up.

And they're off.

Okey-doke.

Let's get busy.

There's nobody, just like the Lord said. Nobody.

That Lord said nobody.

- Can't do me like the Lord. - O-74.

- God said nobody. - 74.

God said nobody.

- And that Lord said nobody. - B-12.

1-2.

Jesus, he's my friend.

The Lord said nobody. The Lord said nobody.

N-46.

The Lord is my friend.

He healed my body.

I-23.

- Told me to run on. - 23.

The Lord heals my body.

He's my friend.

Ain't nobody do me like Jesus.

Ain't nobody do me like Jesus.

Ain't nobody do me like Jesus.

Ain't nobody do me like Jesus.

Ain't nobody do me like Jesus.

Ain't nobody do me like Jesus.

Ain't nobody do me like Jesus.

Ain't nobody do me like Jesus.

Ain't nobody do me like Jesus.

Ain't nobody do me like Jesus.

- He's my friend. - O-51.

He's my friend.

He's my friend.

Bingo!

Everyone here was a winner tonight because.

In every cent we take in is going to a good cause.

The new satellite dish for the clubhouse.

And every one of us will enjoy it come Super Bowl time.

We're gonna take a five minute break now.

Gotta go, folks.

So while I'm resetting the board,

help yourselves to the coffee and donuts over on the side table.

Brought to you by the ladies of the Smilers Club.

He must be cheating, that's how.

Lady, you can't cheat at bingo.

If you could, I would.

But you can't.

I won because I was lucky.

Lucky to wind up in a town full of losers.

Shit!

Now I know why they call you Pokey.

Now I know why they call you Bangs.

Big wind is a-coming.

Blowing all through the land.

Big wind's coming on strong.

Tell me where you're gonna stand.

Blowing across the country.

Gonna make the blind man see.

Blowing out the candles of illusion.

Burning in you and me.

Big wind is a-rising.

There's no place to hide.

Big winds gonna keep me clean.

And it won't be in children's eyes.

And if somebody told you that God is on your side.

I was told the very same thing.

So you know somebody lies.

Big wind is a-coming.

Blowing all through the land.

Big wind is a-coming on strong.

Tell me where you gonna stand.

Dear Claude, we're on the road.

After St. Louis, hometown of Miles Davis and Chuck Berry,

Highway 61 merges with Route 55 from Chicago,

and from there, it's an express to Memphis.

Stacks, Volk, Sun Records, the land of kings.

Jackie has got some friends outside Memphis.

We're gonna drop in for dinner.

But you'll never believe who they are.

I'm still finding it kind of hard to believe myself.

Ever your pal, Pokey.

Everybody's guilty.

I'm talking about you and me.

Big man's gonna ride up.

And the truth is going to set him free.

Big wind is a-coming.

Blowing all through the land.

Big wind's coming on strong.

Tell me where you're gonna stand.

Big wind is a-coming.

Blowing all through the land.

You okay in there?

We won't be long.

Are you sure it's okay just to drop in on them like this?

Yeah, yeah. I've known these guys for years.

I was a roadie for Margo on the original Thin Tour in 83.

And Otto, he's just an old friend.

Hey, are Otto and Margo home?

Where else would they be?

Just tell them Jackie's here.

Oh, and Pokey, don't mention about my brother dying or anything.

I don't want a big scene, you know?

Yeah, sure, I understand.

Just say that a friend died and that we...

Ayyyh!

Jackie, I can't believe it.

I knew you'd come back to me, girl.

Oh!

Mmm.

Margo's gonna be so thrilled to see you.

Who are you touring with?

- Nobody. - Nobody?

This must be nobody.

Hi, I'm Pokey.

If you say so.

I hope we're not interrupting anything.

Well, actually, you are.

We're watching TV.

Margo's got a new video.

Come on, I'll show you.

We've been watching it all day.

You're beautiful.

This is my friend Pokey.

I've been a fan of yours for a long time.

Yes.

I'm kind of a musician myself.

I was just watching TV.

That's good CGI.

Yeah, it's good.

It is.

It kind of grows on you, huh?

Yeah, it seems to get better and better each time.

I could use another beer.

Nathan!

More beer!

Hey, you know what?

We're building an addition out back.

You guys can move in.

We've got a swimming pool, sauna, weight room, recording studio.

We've got a frozen yogurt machine.

Everything you need for a living.

You hardly ever have to step outside.

We never do, do we, Margo?

Fuck, that would be great.

It would be like an artistic community.

What do you say?

Well, um, I don't know.

You see this?

You know what this is?

Well, I can't quite make it out.

It's Picasso.

Picasso the painter.

That's the best kind of shit you can buy in painting.

Margo wanted a Picasso, so we got one.

Otto, I've got to go to a funeral in New Orleans.

Well, who's the dead guy?

Just a friend.

A musician.

A rock musician.

Forget about it.

Bring him inside.

We can bury him here in the basement.

We'll build a chapel and have the best fucking funeral in the world.

A rock and roll funeral, but respectful.

Like, with you two or someone playing.

Yeah, and Al Green saying last rites.

What do you say?

Anything you want.

How about dinner?

I'm starving.

All right.

Nathan!

We're going hunting for dinner.

You guys know how to use these things?

I guess so.

You'll get used to it pretty soon.

- Jackie? - Got my own.

Nathan!

Gentlemen, load your guns.

The rules are, no one eats till all the chickens you caught.

And don't go near the pool because we don't want anyone drowning.

Chickens?

Cuckoo.

Get some more riled up and ready to go.

Looks like we got some frightful little peckers here.

On your marks!

Get set.

It's not unusual to be loved by anyone.

It's not unusual to have fun with anyone.

But when I see you hanging about with anyone.

It's not unusual to see me cry.

I want to die.

It's not unusual to go out with anyone.

But when I see you out and about it's such a crime.

It's not unusual. It happens every day.

No matter what you say.

You find it happens all the time.

Love will never do. What you want it to.

Why can't this crazy love be mine?

It's not unusual to be loved by anyone.

It's not unusual, to be sad with anyone.

But if I ever find that you've changed at anytime.

It's not unusual to find out I'm in love with you.

Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh.

You know what we should do?

Have sex.

We haven't done it in ages.

How about it, Jackie?

Um.

No.

Come on, it'll be like old times.

She said no.

You too, Pokey.

No problem. I'm bisexual.

I think we should be going.

We've got to hurry.

Sleep overnight. We'll have a stay over.

Well, we really should take her brother down.

What brother? You never had any brother, Jackie.

Well, I did.

Bullshit.

You never had any family.

I have a brother, Otto.

And his name is Jeffrey.

He's my baby brother. My only brother.

The reason why I didn't talk about him much was because I felt guilty.

I didn't spend much time with him when he was alive.

And that's why I want to give him a nice funeral.

It's the least I could do.

I didn't know that.

There's lots you don't know about me, Otto.

True love, true love.

The whole lot of me.

Thanks for dinner.

Say goodbye to everybody.

Slept in the pines where the sun never shines.

And I shivered with the cold, deadly cold.

True love...

True love.

Well, your friends seem like nice people.

Old friends.

Old old friends.

I think we do better in a motel.

Pokey.. Do you want to know the truth?

It's Jeffrey.

He's not my brother.

Did you hear me, Pokey?

He's not my brother.

I don't even know his real name.

I was using him...

Shit.

I feel sick to my stomach.

Get your things, Pokey. We gotta go.

Why?

Somebody stole Jeffrey.

Why would anybody do that?

I don't know but we've got to find him.

Nobody stole him. There was a fire.

Your brother was cremated.

No. There's nothing left.

It was a wooden coffin.

But the handles are dark. And the hinges – – no!

Somebody stole Jeffrey.

And stole the car. But we can follow them.

Look, man.

Get your things.

Let's go. He can't be far.

The car's still smoking. Let's go!

I'm not going anywhere. It's over.

Pokey!

I'm sorry about the car.

I know it meant a lot to you.

It's a terrible thing that happened.

But we can't let this stop us.

Some sick bastard has my brother.

I should have seen this coming.

Something like this was bound to happen.

It's all fun and games, isn't it?

Until somebody gets hurt.

Nobody was hurt, Pokey.

It's not a human being.

It's a car.

What are you going to do? Bury it?

This car meant everything to me.

You took me a thousand miles from my home and destroyed my car.

It's not my fault.

No, it's your carefree criminal lifestyle.

Racing across the country,

stealing from children, shooting guns, fucking in the graveyard.

I know you think it's nifty and cool, but...

I don't think it's cool.

I do it because I have to.

Well, I don't have to.

I'm not a criminal underneath this…

Enough fucking objection.

You're a barber. A god damned barber.

A Canadian!

Yeah, maybe I am. And maybe that's where I belong.

So you go ahead.

Go back to your little cross-country rampage.

You're going to end up exactly like your brother.

Me, I'm going home.

All right, Pokey.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

What kind of person would do a thing like this.

I've got to get back on the highway and go south.

It's very important.

- You could take the bus. - The bus?

What time does it leave for New Orleans?

Four o'clock.

But I have no money.

That could be a problem.

How much does it cost?

18.50 one way.

Look, you've got to help me.

It's very important.

Something was stolen last night.

Something of yours?

Well, the woman I was with.

Your wife?

Yes. Something of hers.

It was her brother.

Your wife's brother stole something of yours?

No, it was the devil.

The devil did it.

I know that, and she doesn't. Because I met him.

That's why it's so important.

I don't know if I can help you with that.

Dear Claude.

This will probably be the last postcard you'll get from me.

No money left for stamps.

I'm in the middle of the Mississippi Delta.

The birthplace of the blues.

It's easy to see why.

Everything has fallen apart.

Satan screwed us up.

Jackie doesn't know.

I have to keep going, but I don't know how.

Remember to feed the dog.

Your pal.

Pokey.

Oh, shit!

Well.

What do we have here?

Oh.

All right, you girls, keep your eyes peeled for that coffin.

Oh, that boy that was traveling with you, that trumpet player?

That boy was doing nothing but running you down, Jackie.

Do you have any idea what he did when he was with us?

No.

Well, he stole all the money that was to

go for the new outfits for my little girls.

How any human being could do such a thing, I don't know.

God.

I, uh, I don't know what to say.

Hey, citizens of Cruddock.

Today only, get your hair cut here by Pokey Jones, the barber.

That's me.

Direct from Canada.

One day, only two dollars.

Only two dollars.

Act now.

Can I help you?

I want a shave.

Sure.

And I don't want to be cut.

I won't cut you.

Let's put it this way.

If I lose one drop of blood, you lose the contents to your skull.

Sound fair?

I won't cut you.

I hope not.

This old man, he played one, He played knick-knack on my thumb.

With a knick-knack paddywhack, give a dog a bone.

This old man came rolling home.

Uh, girls, I think you better start over.

That wasn't very good.

This old man, he played one.

He played knick-knack on my thumb; With a knick-knack paddywhack...

This song doesn't work as a round.

It's not a round.

Jackie, it's just an exercise.

This old man, he played one.

He played knick-knack on my thumb.

With a knick-knack paddywhack, give a dog a bone.

Where'd you get this?

I'm not telling.

You must have a hell of a lot of nerve.

Why don't you agree to that?

Well, I'm pretty used to guns by now.

And, uh, anyway, I knew that I could always

slit your throat before you could shoot me.

Line up, boys.

We're gonna change our image.

What are you doing down here in the Mississippi?

I don't figure you for a local.

I'm looking for someone.

Uh, actually, maybe you could help me.

Here it is.

Jackie, I have a surprise for you.

Do you have any idea where I'm taking you?

668 Lafayette Crescent, Baton Rouge, Louisiana.

I am taking you to meet my wife.

Boy, is she gonna be surprised.

- Yeah, mom. - No you're not.

She's gonna turn green.

Pull over!

What's that?

Now.

Yes, ma'am.

All I know is.

Fuck!

She looks kinda butch.

Testing, testing.

How's that sound?

Testing, testing.

Sounded fine.

I am looking for this guy who stole a coffin.

He's about this tall, with dark hair and squinty eyes.

He thinks he's the devil?

Oh, Satan.

Straight down here, two blocks, turn on Lafayette and go up half a block.

Can't miss it.

Sons of Adam, daughters of Eve, prepare to tremble...

Behold the awesome power of Satan.

Prince of darkness.

Lucifer, the son of light.

Tonight, I have a special treat for you.

As you know, it is my policy to extract

the souls of my clients upon their demise.

After years of waiting, I have a body.

And, in full view of my attendant public, I will remove his soul.

And send it hurtling down to hell.

So many of you over the years have asked,

Satan, when did you first know you were the evil one?

How can you be so sure?

You may laugh, but you know what?

I didn't always know.

No, I did not.

When I look back on my boyhood, I can see a child bathed in love.

Full of hope and promise.

Well, this was paradise before the fall.

Things were soon to change.

I looked around me and saw such horrible things in my world.

Everyone I came in contact with suffered such terrible tragedies.

I began to wonder if maybe I was responsible.

I began to notice a correlation between events in

my personal life and events in the outside world.

When I was 12 years old, I had my first erection.

Almost at that very moment, President Kennedy was shot.

It could have been a coincidence, but look what followed.

Some years later, the night of August 15th,

I took Eileen Frazier home from a dancing singles club.

I took her home to my house.

I was wearing my powder blue tux.

My father was out.

My mother was dead.

Eileen got all hot and we had sexual relations.

She hit me and left crying.

The next day, Elvis died.

And I knew who I was.

Excuse me.

I'll be right back.

What are you doing here?

I'm afraid I'm gonna have to ask you to leave.

Where's the body?

Let me have it.

What is it with you and your little friend, huh?

What would you do with a dead body?

His family's waiting for him down in New Orleans.

You don't know what you're talking about.

He's got no family and he's not from New Orleans.

That boy worked in a hockey stick factory in Nipigon.

I picked him up on the highway.

He was hitchhiking into Thunder Bay to see some rock concert.

He sold his soul for a bus ticket.

He's nobody.

He's trash.

What is he to you?

You're lying.

Look, I don't have time for this.

You want him that much?

Take him.

I'd love to stay and chat, but I got business to attend to.

Important business.

Without further ado, I'd like to move on to the main event of the evening.

All right!

Let's get this soul!

Watson!

This boy sold his soul to me.

He did so willingly and in full knowledge

that one day I would come to collect.

Well, that day has come.

All right, my friend, come when I call.

This is your master speaking, your lord.

Come and join my army, one of Satan's little soldiers.

In the name of all that is unholy, I command you.

Come out!

Now!

Together we shall rule this nation for a thousand years.

In the name of darkness, again I command thee.

Come out!

- Pokey, what the hell is... - Satan!

- What? - Where's Satan?

Don't try to resist.

You are mine.

Come out!

- My God! - Don't touch him.

That soul is mine. Legally mine.

Come to me!

How can I be expected to work with these distractions?

Come out!

You wrecked my car!

Don't mess with me, boy.

I'm warning you.

I'm a personal enemy of God.

I'm Satan himself.

Oh, yeah?

Then you can go to hell.

I'll go get the coffin.

I thought you'd gone back home.

Yeah, I was... going to, but...

when I found out the devil was involved in this thing,

I thought you might need some help.

Yes I did.

I thought what you...

were doing was so...

important, driving down the highway to bury your brother.

Pokey, there's something that I've been meaning to tell you about that.

Jeffrey... that body... he's not my brother.

He's just some...

Some dumb kid you were using as a suitcase to smuggle drugs.

You knew about that?

His real name is Ronald Quarry.

I mean he's dead, right?

I didn't hurt him.

He was already dead.

Just... drop me off in New Orleans.

That's all I ever really wanted.

To see New Orleans.

Everybody has a dream.

Everybody has a dream.

Everybody has a dream.

Your father, blah blah blah.

Your father.

Jackie, we made it.

Oh. There you are.

Jealousy.

Yeah!

Thank you.

That was beautiful.

Big wind is a-coming.

Going all through the land.

Big wind coming on strong.

Tell me where you gonna stand.

Blowing across the country.

Gonna make the blind man see.

Blowing out the candles of illusion.

Burning in you and me.

Big wind is a-rising.

There's no place to hide.

Big wins gonna keep me clean.

And it won't be in children's eyes.

And if somebody told you God is on your side.

I was told the very same thing.

So you know somebody lies.

Big wind is a-coming.

Blowing all through the land.

Big wind's coming on strong.

Tell me where you're gonna stand.

Three billion voices, giving out with a sound.

Can create a mighty big wind.

That nobody can deny.

Everybody's guilty.

I'm talking about you and me.

Big man's gonna ride up.

And the truth is going to set him free.

A big wind is a-coming.

Blowing all through the land.

Big wind coming on strong.

Tell me where you gonna stand.

A big wind is a-coming.

Blowing all through the land.

A big wind is a-coming.

Blowing all through the land.

A big wind is a-coming on strong.

Tell me where you gonna stand.

Three billion voices, giving out with a sound.

Can create a mighty big wind,

that nobody can deny.

Everybody's guilty.

I'm talking about you and me.

Big man's gonna ride up.

And the truth is going to set him free.

Big wind is a-coming.

Blowing all through the land.

Big wind is a-coming on strong.

Tell me where you gonna stand.

Big wind is a-coming.

Blowing all through the land.

Big wind is a-coming on strong.

Big wind is a-coming.

Blowing all through the land.

Everybody has a dream.

All it's gonna cost you is your soul.

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