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♪♪

(bluegrass music playing on radio)

(distant dog barking)

(horn honking)

Woman: It's a red light!

(tires screech)

Man: Hang on to your seat!

(tires screech)

Woman: Come on, quit it! Quit it!

(woman screaming)

Charlie!

I can't believe you did that.

You scared me half to death!

I can't open my door!

How am I supposed to get out of this automobile, huh?

You said you wanted to go to this dance.

So here we are, come on, let's go.

I do, I do want to go to the dance, Charlie.

I just didn't think we would arrive...

Hi, Charlie, nice parking job.

Charlie, Charlie!

(laughing)

(shrieks)

(indistinct chatter)

This is gonna cost me $2.00.

Thank you. Thank you.

Hi, Miss B. Hello.

(slow bluegrass waltz playing)

Oh, hi, Charlie.

You're sure looking pretty.

Thank you. You look nice yourself.

Hey...

Look who's here!

(music ends, applause)

And now, your favorite from Rainbow Road, Miss Patsy Cline.

Howdy!

All: Howdy!

You all havin' a good time? Yeah!

This is a little Bob Wills' tune that I picked special

just to sing to you.

♪♪

♪ Deep within my heart lies a melody ♪

♪ A song of old San Antone ♪

♪ Where in dreams I live with a memory ♪

♪ Beneath the stars all alone ♪

♪ Well, it was there I found ♪

♪ Beside the Alamo ♪

♪ Enchantment strange as the blue up above ♪

♪ On that moonlit pass ♪

♪ That only he would know ♪

♪ Still hears my broken song of love ♪

Woodhouse!

That's Cline?

Uh-huh.

Patsy Cline. Right.

Well, why don't I know her? Damned if I know.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

She sings at old Rainbow Road? On weekends, yeah.

♪ Lips so sweet and tender like petals fallin' apart ♪

Thanks for bringing me, Charlie.

♪ Speak once again of my love, my own ♪

♪ Broken song, empty words I know ♪

♪ Shall live in my heart all alone ♪

♪ For that moonlit pass... ♪

She went to school with my brother.

They used to say,

"Don't dare Patsy if you don't want it done."

♪ And Rose, my Rose of San Antone ♪

She's got real nice tits.

♪ And Rose, my Rose... ♪

And she's married, Bozo, you lose.

♪ ...Antone ♪♪

(music ends, applause)

Thank you!

Patsy: ♪ And I'm nobody's sugar baby now 'cause I'm lonesome... ♪

Stop it! Oh, you're just such a geek!

(music ends, applause)

Patsy: Thank you!

(drum roll, rimshot)

Hi. Hi.

Hey, I want you to get your coat.

I wanna drive you someplace for a drink.

I want us to dance a while.

Then I want us to get to know each other a lot better.

You want a lot, don't you?

Yeah, I do, baby.

Well, people in hell want ice water.

That don't mean they get it.

Patsy, you never did. (laughing)

I did so.

I looked him right in the eye and I said,

"People in hell want ice water.

That don't mean they get it."

Well, who was he? Oh, I don't know.

Some clown with hot britches.

Oh, Lord, God, I do get tired of men sometimes,

always pawin' and snortin' around.

They after you all the time when you were my age?

Oh, I don't know.

Huh? Were they, Mama? Stop it!

(laughing) Tell me. Quit, Patsy.

(laughing)

Back when I was in high school and had a better shape,

there was this boy named Teddy Welloff.

Had gray eyes, he did, with coal black eyelashes.

This is way before I met your daddy.

May he rot in hell.

Don't speak like that about your daddy.

Anyway, at lunch we'd all go into the cloakroom

to get our dinner buckets.

And every day this Teddy Welloff

used to brush his front up against me

when I was bent over getting my... Ooh, Mama! Mama!

Now, that's the truth.

Now, wait a minute, there's more.

One day, I took my ink pen with me.

And that thing had a real sharp point on it.

(Patsy laughing)

Well, I never even looked at him the rest of the day.

But my hand to God, there was egg salad sandwich

all over that cloakroom.

And that boy walked funny for a week.

(laughing) Stop! I'm gonna pee my pants!

(laughing)

You gonna come on in for a while?

Well, is Gerald still up?

It looks like it.

No, honey, I better go on home.

You chicken!

I'll be over for Sunday dinner.

Bye. Bye-bye.

Nighty-night. Good night.

Good night, baby.

(audio from TV plays)

I'm home.

Gerald: How'd it go?

Well, I only made $25.

I did real good, I think.

That's nice.

I sang "San Antonio Rose."

Oh.

I've been gone all evening, Gerald.

Don't you want to talk to me?

And say "Kiss my ass" or something?

Sorry, honey.

How'd it go tonight?

You already asked me that.

Ask me something else?

Come on, let's have a conversation.

Notice anything different?

I finished the riggin'.

Patsy, why are you always pushing at me so hard?

I don't know.

Just hoping for a fight, or a laugh or something.

I don't want to fight with you.

I'm not mad.

Ugh! I can't stand it.

Makes me want to scream and claw my face!

What am I gonna do?

You didn't ask me how to get into this marriage.

I don't think you ought to ask me how to get out of it.

Is he mean to you? No.

Does he drink? Gamble?

Does he chase the women?

Well, then what?

Come on, girl.

Speak the truth and shame the devil.

God as my witness, Mama, I don't know!

I laid in bed last night and I thought,

"Shit, what if I was blind

or didn't have my legs or something?"

You watch that mouth.

Ugh!

Mom, I'm home! I'm starvin'.

Well, there's lunch meat in there

but don't spoil your dinner.

And say hello to your sister

before you worry about your belly.

Hi, Patsy.

Oh, I don't know Mama, I mean, uh...

My life ain't so bad.

I got a decent house, a man who loves me.

Hell, I've even sung on television four times.

So tell me, why do I have to force myself

to get out of bed every morning of my life?

Well, you always was hard to keep satisfied,

even when you was little.

Well, I'm not talking about when I was three.

I'm asking you what I should do now.

Oh, maybe you should scream and claw your face.

See if that'll help.

Hmm.

Patsy: ♪ Alamo and Rose ♪

(horn honks)

♪ My Rose of San Antone ♪

(music ends)

♪ I said blue moon of Kentucky keep on a-shinin' ♪

♪ Shine on the one that's gone and left me blue ♪

♪ Blue moon of Kentucky keep on a-shinin' ♪

♪ Shine on the one that's gone and left me blue ♪

♪ It was on one moonlit night ♪

♪ Stars shining bright ♪

♪ Whispered on high ♪

♪ Love said goodbye ♪

♪ I said blue moon of Kentucky keep on a-shinin' ♪

♪ Shine on the one that's gone and left me blue ♪

♪ Blue moon of Kentucky keep on a-shinin' ♪

♪ Shine on the one that's gone and left me blue ♪

♪ Blue moon of Kentucky keep on a-shinin' ♪

♪ Shine on the one that's gone and left me blue ♪

♪ Well it was on one moonlit night ♪

♪ Stars shining bright ♪

♪ Whispered on high ♪

♪ Your love said goodbye ♪

♪ I said blue moon of Kentucky keep on a-shinin' ♪

♪ Shine on the one that's gone and left me blue ♪

♪ Left me blue ♪

♪ Left me blue ♪

♪ Left me blue ♪♪

(music ends)

Thank you! Damn, woman, you're good!

I mean, that bitch can sing!

I don't know if you remember me. Talk a walk.

No, listen to me, I really like the way you sing...

Hey, I don't know what you think

you were doing while I was trying to sing.

What do you think, that's funny? Well, I was listening.

Yeah, I don't like the way you listen.

Take a walk.

(slow music playing)

(indistinct chatter)

Hi.

Oh, merciful God.

I want to explain.

It's the creature that wouldn't die.

Look, I came over here to explain.

He won't go away.

To apologize to you for messin' you up.

I was just enjoying your singin' so much.

Now that I get a good look at Patsy Cline,

she don't look so hot to me anyway.

And I don't care if you have

sung on some half-assed television program.

You don't sing that good.

You ever listen to a Kitty Wells record real close?

You'd go home and slit your goddamn throat.

(women laughing)

(kicks table)

♪ I've grown so used to that man somehow ♪

♪ And I'm nobody's sugar baby now ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm lonesome ♪

♪ I got the lovesick blues ♪♪

(music ends, applause)

We're gonna take a little break right now, thank you!

♪ Your smile... ♪

Seven and seven.

Last week at the high school

you said you wanted to buy me a drink.

I want a seven and seven.

Jes, seven and seven.

Well, you got the advantage on me.

You know my name, but I don't know yours.

Charlie.

Charlie Dick.

Dick?

(chuckling)

Charlie Dick?

That's right.

Well, so what do you want out of me, Charlie?

I mean, I figure you didn't follow me out to Rainbow Road

'cause you're a fool for music.

Hell, no. I want to get to know you better.

Okay.

And what does that mean?

It means I want to get to know you better.

(chuckling)

See, I figure when you say

you want to get to know me better...

what you really mean is you want

a ten-minute screw in the back seat of your car.

Son of a bitch.

You must think that thing you got between your legs is lined with gold.

I can get tail anytime I want.

I don't have to come crawling after some mean-mouthed woman

who's got a cob crossways.

Hell, if I just want to bump uglies with somebody,

I got plenty of places to go for that.

"Bump uglies"?

That's right. (chuckling)

My Lord, Charlie, what a charming expression.

(chuckling)

♪ Be-bop-a-lula, she's my baby doll ♪

♪ My baby doll, my baby doll, let's rock again, now! ♪

♪♪

♪ Well, be-bop-a-lula, she's my baby ♪

♪ Be-bop-a-lula, I don't mean maybe ♪

♪ Be-bop-a-lula, she's my baby... ♪

I just...

You know, I just grew up.

I just grew up.

(Frank Sinatra's "Young at Heart" playing on radio)

My daddy dumped us when I was about 16.

I haven't seen him since.

But Mom and I did okay.

She couldn't work too much,

so I've worked pretty steady since I was been about 15.

You made a livin' for the whole family?

No, I mean, Mama sewed for people.

But, yeah, basically I guess I did.

Huh...

Listen, I want to ask you something.

What?

You know all those things you said you want?

Yeah?

Answer me real quick. Which you want most?

All of it.

I want it all.

(laughing) And I want to make it right.

I do.

I mean, since I've been about 11 or 12 years old,

I've had my life mapped out.

I haven't pushed too hard these last four, five years,

but I'm gonna start next year.

I'm starting next year, too, by God.

(laughing)

That's the time to start for me.

I'm serious! I'm gonna be a singer.

I'm gonna make some money, have some kids.

And then I'm gonna stop singing and raise those kids right.

Have a big house with yellow roses all around it.

You think that's silly?

No.

You know, I figure...

I mean, somebody ought to be happy, hell...

It might as well be me right? Right.

(chuckling) Right.

I never met a woman like you.

I can talk to you.

You know what that means to a man?

Radio DJ: Real pretty song here on Nighttime...

Do you?

...For all you night owls. And right now...

I don't know.

We've got Mr. Sam Cooke, one of my favorites.

Hope it's one of yours.

♪ Darling, you send me ♪

♪ I know you send me ♪

♪ Darling, you send me ♪

Let's go dancin'.

♪ Honest you do... ♪

Where? Right out here.

Come on. (laughing)

In the parking lot?

Yep.

♪ You thrill me ♪

Are you kiddin'?

♪ I know you, you, you thrill me ♪

(laughing)

♪ Darling you, you, you thrill me ♪

♪ Honest you do ♪

♪ At first I thought it was infautation ♪

♪ But ooh it's lasted so long ♪

♪ Now I find myself wanting ♪

♪ To marry you and take you home ♪

♪ Whoa... ♪

♪ You, you, you send me ♪

♪ I know you send me ♪

♪ I know you send me ♪

♪ Honest you do ♪

♪ Whoa, whenever I'm with you ♪

♪ You... ♪

♪ I know, I know, I know when I'm near you ♪

♪ Mmm... ♪

I don't do this.

You don't? No!

But I'm doin' it.

♪ Whoa... and oh ♪

♪ You... ♪

♪ I know, I know, I know, when you hold me ♪

♪ Whoa, whenever you kiss me ♪

♪ Mm-hmm, mm-hmm ♪

♪ Honest you do ♪

♪ At first I thought it was infatuation ♪

♪ But ooh it's lasted so long ♪

♪ Now I find myself wanting ♪

♪ To marry you... ♪

(breathing heavily)

No, Charlie, don't leave me.

Ohh...

(sighs)

I was starving, and I didn't even know.

♪ ...With me and He talks with me ♪

Hey, Mama!

♪ And he tells... ♪

(music stops) Mama, come here!

What are you doing here on Sunday morning?

Oh, Mama, I feel so good!

Ooh-whoo!

Don't give me that dark look!

I feel so damn good!

What's them suitcases?

I left him!

Oh, Patsy.

I don't care! I don't care!

There's a man.

No, Mama, I'm doing this for me!

There's a man.

Oh, Mama! Honey baby!

Come on, honey.

Be happy for me.

Well, does Gerald know?

I stopped by on my way over here and told him.

You know what he said? What?

"Well, Patsy, if your considered opinion is that

you really want a divorce, I will not stand in your way."

There's a man.

You're too happy.

Yes, there is.

Well, I don't know, I mean, there might be.

I don't know, Mama,

but oh, sweet Jesus, I just feel so good.

(chuckling)

♪ Oh, my darling, you're crying ♪

♪ Boo-hoo-hoo-hoo ♪

♪ There's no use in denying ♪

♪ I've cried for you ♪

♪ It was your favorite pastime ♪

♪ Making me blue ♪

♪ Last week was the last time ♪

♪ I cried for you ♪

♪ Seven hankies blue ♪

♪ I filled with my tears ♪

♪ Seven letters, too ♪

♪ I filled with my fears ♪

♪ Guess it never pays ♪

♪ To make your lover blue ♪

♪ Seven lonely days ♪

♪ I cried and I cried for you ♪

♪ Oh, my darling, you're crying ♪

♪ Boo-hoo-hoo-hoo ♪♪

♪ Well, that'll be the day when you say goodbye ♪

♪ Yes, that'll be the day when you make me cry ♪

♪ You say you're gonna leave, you know it's a lie ♪

♪ 'Cause that'll be the day when I die ♪♪

♪ Your cheating heart ♪

♪ Will make you weep ♪

♪ You'll cry and cry ♪

♪ And try to sleep ♪

♪ But sleep won't come ♪

♪ The whole night through ♪

♪ Your cheating heart ♪

Come here, come on.

♪ Will tell on you ♪

♪ When tears come down ♪

Rurgh!

♪ Like falling rain ♪

♪ You'll toss around... ♪

Charlie: Nice day.

Patsy: Great day.

What do you wanna do, top me all the time?

Just say, "Yes, it's a nice day."

Yes, it's a nice day. (chuckling)

Charlie: This water is cold.

We used to come swimmin' in here clear up till November.

I'm telling you, this water's got ice cubes in it.

A guy in my class, Danny Byer, says he saw an eight-foot

water moccasin in here with his mouth all open, showing white.

Oh, I ain't afraid of snakes.

Take a swim, big talk, go ahead.

(Patsy chuckles) I'll pay you, go ahead!

How much will it take for you to jump in?

What? I'm serious, how much?

300. Damn, you'd really do it?

You got the cash? I love it!

Oh, man, I wish I had 300!

Oh, you don't have it? No.

Well, I ain't jumping in for nothin'.

I'll save you.

(both chuckling)

So, you wanna have other nice days like today?

Sure.

I mean lots of them.

Sure.

No, I mean lots of them.

Good times all the time, Sunday to Sunday.

What?

Charlie?

Wanna get married?

(laughing)

I dare you! Charlie?!

Oh! Yes!

(horn honking)

You telling me yes?

Yes! Oh!

(cheering, shouting)

Woman: Beautiful, doesn't she look beautiful?

Patsy: Okay, are you ready?

Woman: We're ready.

(shrieks)

There you go!

Bye-bye.

All right, if you find yourself wondering

what to do in the dark, you give me a call.

Yeah, I think I can manage.

I'll see you at work... on Monday morning.

(horn honking) Bye-bye, Mama.

I love you, sugar.

You take care of yourself.

You look so pretty today.

(horn honking) Bye!

(cheering, shouting)

♪ Ta-dah ♪

What the hell you been doing in there?

(Patsy chuckling) Come here.

It's kind of scary, isn't it?

What do you mean?

I don't know, you know, you go out and buy a new dress.

Stand in front of a preacher, say a few words.

Suddenly everything's changed.

I just want it to work out, Charlie.

I want everything to be right.

Well, come here.

Wait.

This is my wedding night.

I want the words.

Come on, say the words.

I love you.

(laughing)

Say it again! I love you, goddamn it!

That's so nice.

Look, I want this to work out, too.

I mean, I'm sure as hell gonna try.

Yeah? Yeah.

(singing "Wedding March")

Here, you look like you need this more than me.

Oh, God bless you, mister.

Big night, huh?

Real big.

Tell me.

How was the honeymoon? Nice?

Oh, hell, yeah, it was wonderful.

Two days at a cut-rate motel.

It was great.

Real uptown stuff.

Pasty didn't like it, huh?

Patsy didn't say a word. She wouldn't.

I didn't like it, I didn't like it.

Jesus, you're in a mood.

I've got $12 to my name.

$12 between me and payday.

The money ain't so bad here.

Or so good.

Well, what do you want?

Want to be like that old fart, Lawrence?

Wear a suit and run the place?

Hell, no.

I'd just like somethin' different maybe, you know...

Do something a little better.

I'd like to get my own place maybe.

I don't care, I ain't gonna do it.

The idea of you asking me to go on television and lie.

I am not asking you to lie.

All you've got to do is say,

"Mr. Godfrey, I'm Hilda Hensley.

"I brought my friend Patsy Cline.

I'm her talent scout."

Now that's not a lie. You are my friend.

I ain't gonna do it, so you might as well

quit flapping your jaws at me.

Oh!

That man from the show told you

that talent scouts can't be a relative.

Is that why you give me that housecoat of yours

with the little puff sleeves?

I give you that housecoat 'cause you said you liked it.

Well, I won't lie on television.

Oh, goddamn it, Mama! I'm not asking you to lie.

Just don't spill your guts is all I'm askin'.

Stop that dirty talk now.

Come on, Mama, think of what it could mean

to sing on national television.

Look it, all you gotta do is just say,

"Mr. Godfrey, I'm Hilda Hensley.

"I've brought my friend Patsy Cline.

I'm her talent scout."

Come on, Mama.

What do I have to do?

Get down on my knees and beg you?

Oh! I will, Mama, please?!

Come on, help me get to be a singer

and have my house with the yellow roses, please?!

That house with the yellow roses!

I'm sick of hearing about it.

What does Charlie say about all this?

He thinks it's a terrific idea.

Well, I ain't gonna do it.

The idea of me on television.

(chuckling)

♪♪

30 seconds.

They're from Winchester, Virginia.

Oh, Patsy, I can't do it.

Oh, you can, too, now don't be no chicken.

Come on, you look just beautiful.

A little color in your cheeks.

Mrs. Hensley? You're on. Come on, here we go.

Follow me. Now just say what we practiced.

Around the corner.

Say what we practiced and smile. You look real pretty.

You're better looking than her, Woodhouse.

(laughing)

Get her off of there, let's see Patsy.

(applause) Marla Kleinman.

Remember, folks.

Your applause is on the applause meter.

Boo!

(hissing)

Get lost! Stop it.

Hello there and welcome.

There's your mama! There's your mama!

Say, that is a pretty dress you're wearing.

What color is that exactly?

Mr. Godfrey, I'm Hilda Hensley.

And I brought my friend, Patsy Cline.

(laughter) And I'm her talent scout.

Well, good.

And like I said, welcome. Miss Cline, let's go.

Hurry please, around the back. Uh, where are you from?

Winchester, Virginia.

Oh, that's lovely country down there.

So, what's Patsy's talent?

She sings.

Does she sing any better than I do?

Ohh...

Well, she's...

Oh, she's wonderful.

She made a record.

Well, why don't we bring her out?

Ladies and gentlemen, let's welcome Patsy Cline.

(music and applause)

Come on, Patsy! Come on, baby!

♪ I go out walkin' after midnight ♪

♪ Out in the moonlight ♪

♪ Just like we used to do ♪

♪ I'm always walkin' after midnight ♪

♪ Searchin' for you ♪

She looks great, don't she?

♪ I walk for miles along the highway ♪

♪ Well, that's just my way ♪

♪ Of sayin' I love you ♪

♪ I'm always walkin' after midnight ♪

♪ Searchin' for you ♪

That's beautiful.

♪ I stopped to see a weepin' willow ♪

♪ Cryin' on his pillow ♪

♪ Maybe he's cryin' for me ♪

You lucky bugger, she could make it big, man.

♪ Night winds whisper to me ♪

♪ I'm lonesome as I can be ♪

She's singing good, ain't she?

♪ After midnight ♪

♪ Out in the moonlight ♪

♪ Just hopin' you may be ♪

♪ Somewhere out walkin' ♪

♪ After midnight ♪

♪ Searchin' for me ♪♪

Arthur Godfrey: Patsy Cline!

Bravo!

This Virginia gal can sing.

Now let us hear from you through the applause meter.

Watch the meter now.

Come on, people, clap louder!

Go, go, go, go!

(cheering and applause)

Patsy Cline is the winner!

Whoo! She won!

(applause)

♪ I go out walkin' after midnight ♪

♪ Out in the moonlight ♪

♪ Just hopin' you may be ♪

♪ Somewhere out walkin' after midnight ♪

♪ Searchin' for me ♪

Bull's eye!

(sighs)

That was draggy to me that time, real draggy.

Patsy, that's all right. Shit.

This is gonna make us all a whole lot of money, little girl.

Hey, listen, boys, you don't mind if we just try it one--

(all moaning) Come on, one more time!

(discord piano) Thanks a lot, boys.

(humming)

♪ When you dance ♪

♪ You'll squeeze her, yes, with all your might ♪

♪ Such a thrill to be this close to you ♪

I'm home, baby.

Where have you been?

I stopped and had a drink.

Yeah, or five or seven.

I worked my hump off making you baked chicken.

You come home this late. I'll eat it.

You got a finger? Hmm? Yeah.

Then use the goddamn thing.

Put it in a telephone and dial me when you're gonna be late.

Look, I said I'd eat the damn--

Hey, lady, I got a message for you.

Screw your baked chicken and screw you.

Oh, yeah?!

That's the last time I'm gonna make you something nice.

Oh, poor Patsy, boo-hoo-hoo.

Oh, you dumb son of a bitch!

You want your dinner?

Here, why don't you eat it now?

You want a plate? You want a plate?

(dishes, plates crashing)

You wanna start on the living room?

(laughing)

Charlie, look what you've done!

Goddamn it!

(door opens)

Sip it slow and the world stays sweet.

My daddy used to say that same thing.

Do my back, baby, would you please?

He was something, my old man.

He used to eat cold navy bean sandwiches

for breakfast every morning of his life.

I hope he rots in hell.

What do you mean?

He was crazy.

He tried some stuff with me once.

You telling me he tried to mess with you?

(phone ringing) Huh?

Oh, Charlie, I don't want to talk about that now.

How come you never told me that before?

How come you never say anything about your family?

Well, not when I'm in such a good mood.

Hello?

Patsy Cline? Yeah, that's me.

Charlie: Who is it? What?

Is it Woodhouse? Hey, Charlie, hush up.

I'm sorry, I didn't hear you.

Tell him I got spanked 'cause he made me late for dinner.

Will you for the love of God, put a lid on it!

Yes, ma'am.

I'm sorry, my husband's a little nuts.

This is Decca Records. What?

(continues indistinctly)

Whoo! Charlie, that's Decca Records.

"Walkin' after Midnight" jumped all the way to number 16!

I am on the son of a bitchin' charts!

Yahoo!

Goddamn it, baby!

Let's go spend some money. Yeah.

(both) Mwah, mwah.

(both laughing)

♪ I heard him singing ♪

♪ A most peculiar cowboy song... ♪

I got a letter from Washington.

Probably from that fool Eisenhower,

wanting to know why I didn't vote for him.

♪ Comma ti yippity yi yeah get along... ♪

Shit me, I've been drafted.

What?

They want me to show up next week.

I can't be drafted.

I'm in the friggin' National Guard.

Charlie, you said they never miss you at those meetings.

Yeah, well, I ain't goin', I'll tell you that much.

I'll shoot my toe off.

I'll tell 'em I'm a homo! I will!

I ain't goin'!

(crying) I love you.

Take care of yourself, okay?

Bye, baby!

Charlie! (crying)

Well, now, it ain't the end of the world.

Fort Bragg's not exactly a million miles away.

And you got that tour coming up.

Oh, shit! Why don't you just tell me

every cloud's got a silver linin'?

Why don't you just come on and move in with me, honey?

No sense in paying rent on your place.

♪ Shall I stay... ♪

Well, good mornin'.

♪ Would it be... ♪

Says who?

Oh, for heaven's sake, girl.

Sit up and take some nourishment.

Charlie'll have his first leave in three weeks,

and you walk around with your lower lip draggin' the floor.

Big bawlin' baby.

I oughta just fix you a sugar tit.

You know, you're still not too big for me

to smack your jaws for you, you know that?

You make that sign to me again,

I'll leave the print of my hand across your face.

I'll make your teeth rattle!

Radio announcer: For those of you who've got to get to work,

it's 8:30 in the morning.

Let's continue listening to everybody's favorites.

♪ Take my hand ♪

I got a check today.

♪ Take my whole life through... ♪

Well, why don't you just go out and spend some money?

It'll make you feel better.

Says who?

Well, you're just too mean to live lately.

(horn honking)

Well, what do you think?

I think it's beautiful.

I think I hate it.

You sour, mean thing.

But I know how to get sweet again.

("Wabash Cannonball" playing)

I'm lookin' for Charlie Dick of the 20th Battalion.

Yeah, just go down here and turn left.

Can you tell me where "C" Company is?

Yes, ma'am, it's right over there.

There?

Thank you. You're welcome.

Charlie!

Oh!

(laughing)

Hey, baby.

How are ya?

(laughing)

Oh, darling, what'd they do to your hair?

They cut it.

Eat your hearts out!

Whoo!

(laughing)

Come on, honey.

Hurry up, get the key in there.

I was waitin' to see you.

Mmm...

Wait, Charlie. What? What?

I gotta close the window. Hurry up.

You know something, Charlie?

Hmm?

You can't go to your grave saying you weren't ever loved.

'Cause no matter what happens to you

for the rest of your life...

Right now, by God, somebody loves you.

Totally.

♪ I know that you've been foolin' around on me ♪

♪ Right from the start ♪

♪ So I'll give back your ring and I'll take back my heart ♪

♪ And when you're tired of foolin' around ♪

♪ With two or three ♪

♪ Then come on home and fool around with me ♪

♪ So, honey, fool around ♪

♪ You know right where I'm at ♪

♪ And don't worry if I'm lonesome ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm used to that ♪

♪ And when you're tired of foolin' around ♪

♪ With two or three ♪

♪ Then come on home and fool around with me ♪

♪♪

Hey...

♪ Won't you come home, Bill Bailey ♪

♪ Won't you come home ♪

♪ I'm home the whole day long ♪

♪ I'll do the cookin', honey ♪

♪ I'll pay the rent ♪

♪ I know I've done you wrong ♪

♪ Remember that rainy evenin' I drove you out ♪

♪ With nothin' but a fine tooth comb ♪

Take it home.

♪ I know that I'm to blame ♪

♪ And ain't that a shame ♪

♪ Bill Bailey, won't you please come home ♪

♪ Come home, Bill Bailey ♪

♪ Bill Bailey, won't you please come home ♪♪

Lord, I'm give out.

I'm so tired, my ass is draggin' the floor behind me.

I'm so tired, I wished I was dead.

I'm so tired, I wished I'd never been born.

I'm so tired, I wished my daddy'd

had his thing cut off so he'd never...

God Almighty! Will you boys let it be?

♪ Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms ♪

♪ Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms ♪

♪ Gonna lay around this shack ♪

♪ Till the milk train comes back ♪

♪ Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms ♪

♪ I ain't gonna work on the railroad ♪

♪ I ain't gonna work on the farm ♪

♪ Gonna lay around this shack ♪

♪ Till the milk train comes back ♪

♪ Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms ♪

♪ Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms ♪

♪ Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms ♪

♪ Gonna lay around this shack ♪

♪ Till the milk train comes back ♪

♪ Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms ♪

(retching)

(knock on door) Patsy?

Patsy, are you okay?

(sighs)

Ohh...

Darling, tell those boys they'll have to wait.

I can't get up.

Okay.

(indistinct chatter)

How about it, honey, you gonna live?

Oh, Lord, I've been better.

Let me have a sip of this.

Do you have to do that in the mornin'?

It puts hair on your head.

Oh, my God in heaven!

I bet I'm pregnant.

Lord, I can't be pregnant.

I mean, I just had a hit record.

My husband's in the army.

(laughing) I mean, oh, Lord.

How the hell am I gonna tour if I'm pregnant?

Oh, God, you talk about your bad timin'.

Please, Fred, don't eat that.

(children playing, dog barks)

(barking continues)

♪ Bye-bye, baby, goodbye ♪

♪ I saw my baby... ♪

Hi, honey.

Charlie...

Look at me, honey.

You think I look just awful?

Hell, no, you look great, baby.

You always do.

Thanks.

♪ My baby said goodbye to me ♪

♪ Bye-bye, baby, goodbye ♪

Charlie? Mm-hmm?

I'm crazy 'bout you, baby.

I love you all the time.

Come here, come here.

You sure you want to?

Whoo!

Look out, look out, I'm comin' to get you.

(laughing) Look out, I got you.

Ahh!

I'm coming to get! Ahh!

Okay, I'm coming to get you.

Ah, baby.

You still like me, Charlie?

Yeah.

You do?

Yeah.

Mmm...

♪ When we met I believed the words you told me ♪

♪ How was I to know you'd be untrue ♪

Lord, bitch, you don't sing. You whine, you whine.

Hi, darlin'.

What are you doin'?

Havin' a glass of champagne with Kirk Douglas.

What's it look like I'm doin'?

You don't have to iron me a shirt every day, you know.

I thought you told me Sergeant Wilson wanted you lookin' sharp.

Hey, I'll tell you a secret.

I don't give a good goddamn what Sergeant Wilson says.

That tight-assed bastard's been on my back

ever since I got here.

God, I hate this army.

I hate this state.

And I hate this stinking little miserable apartment.

Well, I've been places I like better, too.

I could still be making records if I'd stayed home.

Nobody asked you to come here!

(chuckling) The hell you didn't!

You begged me!

Yeah, well, I didn't mean it.

Oh, come on, Charlie, don't fuss now.

I'm makin' chili for dinner, you like that.

Let's just be nice!

(mocking) Oh, my...

"I'm makin' chili, and I try to be nice,

but my husband's just so rude and nasty."

Oh, shut up.

Oh, poor Patsy!

Why don't you just shut your mouth?

Why don't you just try and make me?

Don't push me, Charlie.

I dare you.

Uhh!

Patsy...

Patsy!

Leave me alone!

You know the part I remember?

I remember the part when you told me over and over

how you're gonna protect me.

Keep anybody from hurtin' me!

You remember all those times you told me that?!

Patsy, wait!

(Patsy screams, slams door)

(lock clicks) Patsy, I'm sorry.

(rattles doorknob) Come on, open the door up.

I'll bring the rest.

(Patsy) Will you get the baby things, John?

Okay, sis.

("Walkin' After Midnight" playing on record player)

I'm gonna start singin' again right after the baby's born.

Hilda: Oh, I was hopin' you'd stay home for a while.

I'm gonna start singin' the same week the baby's born.

I can make it, Mama, damn it, I know I can.

All I need is just one good song,

one good song to put me over the top.

Then when I've made enough, I can retire, raise the baby.

♪ I walk for miles... ♪

I just wanna make it right.

You forgot the part about the yellow roses.

(distant train whistle)

Hmm...

Ahh...

(horn honking)

(music playing)

What the livin' hell? They told me you were--

It's a false alarm.

Hilda, why don't you put a star in your crown,

and go get old Charlie a beer?

(music stops)

Can I have a kiss?

Can I have a decent kiss?

Miss me?

Nope.

I didn't know it till I saw you, but, yes, I did.

Look at you.

I got ten days' leave.

I got two good-lookin' women to spend it with...

and a baby on the way!

(laughing)

Hog heaven!

Mmm...

(Patsy) Mama, look at these sweet little things Betty just gave me.

Oh, they... Aren't they darlin'?

Look at that one.

It's got a little bit of embroidery.

(football game plays)

Damn it! Get your feet off the baby's clothes.

Aah!

Charlie, for the love of God!

Why don't you get out from under our feet?

Go buy yourself a beer or something, Lord.

All right, if that's what you think I should do.

Yeah.

Dinner's at 6:00! All right.

Charlie here says he loves the army.

Oh, hell, yes.

Says he's gonna re-enlist when his time's up.

(chuckling)

You know, Woodhouse,

I never saw so many teeth in a horse's ass.

(laughing)

I gotta go.

Oh, you butthole, come on.

I didn't know they made apron strings this long.

I gotta get home.

Come on, let's stop and have one. I gotta get home.

It's on the way, just a quick one.

(chatter and laughter)

Hey, bartender, let us have a shot for everybody.

No, not for me.

Nothing but the best for Charlie.

Woman: Yes, one more, just for you one now.

One more. Just one before you go.

No, I gotta get goin'.

You all... y'all have a good night.

It's been real nice. I'll see you before I go.

All right. Hey, Charlie.

What?

Oh, nothin'. What?

(chuckling) Well, your hair is all...

You look so different with short hair.

So?

So, I think it's kind of cute.

I like it.

(chuckling)

Remember? Hmm?

All those good times we had.

(laughing)

Yeah, I remember.

(sighs) Of course, I remember.

Well, why do you have to go home so early, then?

Talk to me, Charlie.

You know I've always liked you, Charlie.

We're goin' to Carol's house.

Come on, Charlie.

Let's get outta here.

Is the father around so I can get

the rest of this information from him?

Well, what's his name?

Charles Dick.

Son of a bitch!

Stop that dirty talk now.

He'll be here soon.

The son of a bitch!

(laughing)

Oh, Mama... (laughing)

(phone ringing)

(ringing)

Somebody answer the phone!

(ringing)

Hello.

Hilda: Charlie?

Hilda, where are you?

Charlie, we're at the hospital.

She's had her baby.

I'll be right down.

No, you won't be right down.

You just keep your miserable self away.

She had a hard time and she's finally asleep.

She asked for you 14 times tonight, and you weren't there.

Damn your soul, Charlie Dick, where were you?

There's your dad.

Hi, honey.

She's beautiful.

You want to hold her?

Yeah....

(baby coos)

Come here, you little thing.

(chuckling)

I got her.

I got ya.

Woman over PA: Dr. Hollis, first floor at 3:00, please.

Dr. Hollis, please come to first floor at 3:00.

She's so pretty.

Yeah.

Look at her hair. I know.

It's curlin' already.

You still think Julie's a good name for her?

I wish to God I'd been with you.

Yeah, where were you?

I'd tell you a hundred lies, but I ain't goin' to.

Got drunk.

(chuckling)

That's whiskey under the bridge.

(coin clinks)

(line ringing)

Operator: 50 cents, please.

Yes, ma'am.

(line ringing)

Patsy: Hello? Hi, baby, it's me.

Hi, Charlie.

Guess what? What?

I found us a new apartment.

It's got room for the baby, and it's still cheaper

than that other one we had down here.

Got a big kitchen, too.

So, what do you say? Why don't you come on down?

No, Charlie, I can't.

I want to start singin' again, and Mama helps me with Julie.

Come on, baby.

I really miss ya. I wanna see my kid.

Well, don't you get another leave in a couple of months?

You can certainly see her then.

Goddamn, why are you so polite anymore?

Can't you just talk normal?

I feel like I'm talkin' to Eleanor Roosevelt.

I gotta go, Charlie, the baby's cryin'.

I'll talk to you, okay?

Yeah, okay, if Julie's cryin'.

(dial tone)

Charlie: Patsy.

You awake?

Come on, wake up, baby.

Patsy? (gasps)

Shh.

Put something on. I wanna take you someplace.

What's the matter? What are you doing here?

Come on, come on, it's important.

What are you crazy? It's the middle of night!

Come on, come on. I can't leave the baby.

We'll put her in with Hilda, come on.

Charlie, why won't you tell me what this is all about?

Just wait.

Well, at least tell me where we're going.

Shh...

("Stranger on the Shore" playing)

I need something from you.

I need you to look me in the face and say,

"You screw up a lot, but I still love you, Charlie.

And I always will."

I told you before you left, I'm not holding any grudges.

I need something from you.

I need you to look me in the face and say,

"You screw up a lot,

but I still love you, Charlie, I always will."

You screw up a lot, Charlie.

But I still love you and I always will.

Say it again.

You screw up a lot,

but I still love you, Charlie, I always will.

♪ I'll have a blue Christmas ♪

♪ Without you ♪

♪ I'll be so blue ♪

♪ Thinking about you ♪

♪ Decorations of red ♪

♪ On a green Christmas tree ♪

Man: Start the movie!

♪ Won't mean a thing, dear, if... ♪

(music continues)

What are they doin'?

What the hell's goin' on?

Woody Woodpecker: Guess who!

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!

(Woody laughing)

(music from cartoon continues)

I cannot believe this!

Ugh! Shh.

Oh, honey, your mama's life is not workin' out.

Trust me, it's not working out!

(car starts)

I'm goin' down to Nashville tomorrow, Mama.

See if I can do something.

Hey, aren't you Patsy Cline?

Yeah?

I'm Randy Hughes.

Hey, I was just coming to see you.

Is that right? Yeah.

You know, you wrote me a letter about a year ago or so, but...

Mm-hmm. I had a baby since then.

I haven't been doin' too much singing but I--

You don't have to sell me.

I happen to think you're maybe

the best country singer in the world.

(chuckling) Come in here.

Let's you and I talk.

I always did like a man who knew

how to start off a conversation good.

I swear, I can make us both a lot of money.

You won't be sorry. You know why not?

Why?

Because when the song is right and I feel it,

I can tell from looking at people's faces

that I've reached right down there inside them.

You got any idea what that feels like?

You wanna be Kitty Wells, right?

Hell, no! I wanna be Hank Williams!

All right.

Sit down, listen to me.

I got a story to tell you.

I heard you sing one night in a dump in Virginia.

12 tables, watered-down drinks.

Dance floor the size of that coffee table.

And you were good.

The crowd liked ya.

Just ate up all that yodelin' and growlin' stuff.

And then you let go on "Walkin' the Floor Over You."

But you did it slow, like a ballad.

And I'm tellin' you,

the hair on the back of my neck stood up.

I mean, there I was in this dive in Virginia,

and I was listening to something real special.

Yeah.

You get my drift?

Nope.

I'll make it simple.

You got a voice that was made to sing love songs.

And if I work with you,

we take advantage of that fact.

Patsy: I don't wanna talk about it anymore.

I got a couple starving kids waiting for me in the car.

Randy: It's too late, Patsy, it's all set up.

I don't give a damn!

I don't want four big male singers drowning me out.

Well, they've been booked

and they're gonna be there at 2:00.

Yeah, well, if they're there, I'm not showing up.

Musicians are booked.

Owen Bradley's gonna be there.

I'm gonna be there.

You can show up or not.

Just suit your damn self.

I will.

2:00.

Grab hold of Randy, Madrine.

They got four singers backing me up today, big ones.

They're just gonna drown me out.

Hell's bells!

All right, now let's have the next bit.

One, two.

♪ Ooh... ♪

(vocalizing continues)

Hello there.

Did you tell 'em what I said?

Mr. Bradley is the producer, darling.

Hello, Patsy. Hi, Mr. Bradley.

What's the frown for, honey?

Randy's tellin' me you've been worryin' again.

Don't ever frown.

You'll make yourself old before your time.

I know, but I wanted to talk to you about something--

No, now listen to me. Everything's all right.

The song's a good one.

The arrangement's a good one.

The backup singers are good.

Even the glazed doughnuts are good.

Everything's good today, so relax and be happy and sing!

Well, just make sure they hear me.

Sing! Sing!

Man: Take seven coming up.

(Intro to "I Fall to Pieces" begins)

"I Fall to Pieces" intro playing)

(cheering and applause)

All right, I can see you all recognize that song.

Well, that's just great because we just happen to have

a little girl backstage that made that famous

with her number one hit record of it.

We're real proud of her here at the Grand Old Opry.

Here's Miss Patsy Cline!

(cheering and applause)

♪ I fall ♪

♪ To pieces ♪

(cheering and applause)

♪ Each time I see you again ♪

♪ I fall ♪

♪ To pieces ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ How can I be just your friend ♪

♪ You want me to act ♪

♪ Like we've never kissed ♪

♪ You want me to forget ♪

♪ Pretend we've never met ♪

♪ And I've tried ♪

♪ And I've tried ♪

♪ But I haven't yet ♪

♪ You walk by ♪

♪ And I fall to pieces ♪

♪ You walk by and I ♪

♪ Fall to pieces ♪♪

(cheering and applause)

Thank you!

(chuckling)

I like everything you sing, I mean...

You just open your mouth and I fall down.

But when you sing them slow ones...

I just love it.

You know, Randy told me it's number nine on the pop charts.

I'm a crossover.

Money, money, money! (chuckling)

I wanna buy Mama a pure silk dress.

Give Sylvia that graduation party she never had.

I want to spend some of that money.

Well, I'll tell you what.

I'll help you do it. Yeah?

(door shuts)

Charlie: I'm home, baby!

Had to crawl part way, but I made it.

Ooh, that's pretty.

Bake that all by your lonesome?

I sure did.

How come you didn't bake me a cake for my birthday?

Goddamn it, Charlie, that's not funny.

Been working on that all day.

Oh, look, didn't this pie turn out nice?

Mm-hmm.

Thickened it with tapioca just like Mama does.

I can't wait to see her and John and Sylvie tomorrow.

Hey, Charlie...

Hmm?

Why don't you go a little easy

on that drinkin' tomorrow at the party?

Why don't you kiss my furry butt?

(chuckling) Well, you think I wouldn't?

Come on, Charlie, gosh. Charlie...

I'm cooking chicken, come on.

(chuckling)

Cookin' chicken, Charlie. Stop it now.

Where the kids at? Everything's gonna burn.

Hm? Where the kids at?

They're upstairs in their bedroom.

Well, good. Come on, Charlie...

Oh, baby. Oh, Lord!

On the linoleum floor?

With my dress up around my ears?

Oh, Charlie!

Try that red hots, get your red hots here.

Red hots, red hots.

Here's a taker for you.

This just means I spend-- whoa!

Come on, just like New York City.

(chatter, music playing)

Hey! Hey, everybody, listen a minute!

You know that we have a high school graduate

in our family for the very first time!

And Charlie and I finally got enough money...

Finally!

To give her a party and buy her a present.

Here it is! Happy graduation, Sylvie.

It's a new toothbrush.

Whoo!

(chuckling)

Don't Sylvia look sweet today?

(chuckling)

Patsy: I just love her new hairdo.

(baby crying)

Mama, I'm gonna put him down, he's so crabby.

Oh, good night, honey.

Give Grandma a kiss. Nighty-night.

(crying continues)

Here, sweetheart.

Put him down.

Give Mama a kiss, okay.

(crying)

(sighs)

It just kills me I don't see him more.

I know it.

I wrote that book.

How's things with you and Charlie?

Up and down?

There's lots of up and down.

Oh, Patsy! Ohh...

Oh!

(laughing)

Geez, Mama.

Well, you know Charlie, I mean, he drinks a little.

But hell, I knew that when I married him.

Other than that, things are silky smooth.

Course, when he drinks, he's got a temper.

Does he hit you?

Just that one time.

They say if a man hits you once, there's always another time.

Hey, sis, you have some money? We want some more beer.

Ooh, I wanna go with you.

(chuckling)

See you in a minute, Mama.

You don't mean to tell me you don't remember Barbara Simmons?

You had crush on her all through the fifth grade.

Patsy, you're nothin' but a damn liar.

I don't know why, though, with that frizzy brown hair.

Well, what about you and old Homer Atkinson?

Homer Atkinson!

I never liked Homer Atkinson!

You loved Homer Atkinson. Oh! I did not!

You used to call him up every night... You liar!

And hang up when he answered.

(tires screeching) Look out!

Somebody help me!

The babies.

Where are the babies?

Patsy, they're fine.

John's all right, too.

You know, you had us scared here a little bit.

Tell me.

Tell me, are the babies alive?

Honey, little Randy and Julie weren't with you.

John was with you, and he's okay.

Yeah.

Shh, shh...

Patsy: ♪ Moon in all your splendor known only to my heart ♪

♪ Call back my Rose, Rose of San Antone ♪

♪ Lips so sweet and tender like petals fallin apart ♪

♪ Speak once again... ♪

Charlie, the kids are sleeping.

♪ Of my love, my own ♪

♪ Broken song, empty words I know ♪

♪ Still live in my heart all alone ♪

Good night.

♪ For that moonlit pass by the Alamo ♪

♪ And Rose my... ♪

Just relax, now, just a moment.

Forceps, please.

Very good.

That's fine.

That's very good.

Fine, fine.

Just as we expected. It's healing nicely.

Is it that bad?

It's not that bad, honey, it's just the stitches. Let me look.

When the stitches come out,

the scars will heal very quickly.

So, this is what I got to deal with, huh?

Okay.

Well, you cut your suit to fit your cloth.

Course, later you can have plastic surgery if you want.

(laughing)

Hell, yes, I want plastic surgery.

I want all I can get.

Maybe you can make me look like Grace Kelly.

Man: ♪ Crazy ♪

♪ Crazy for feelin' so lonely ♪

♪ I'm crazy ♪

♪ Crazy for feelin' so blue ♪ Cut it!

Cut it, please!

Mr. Bradley...

I don't care how many times you play that,

I can't sing this man's songs.

I don't know how to sing like that.

Nobody wants you to.

You can take it away from him.

Yeah, the hell with the demo.

Steal the son of a bitch.

I don't understand why everything

has to be so goddamn hard, huh?

How am I supposed to do this now?

Just like you always do, Patsy.

Your way.

Let the song tell the story.

(Intro to "Crazy" playing)

♪ Crazy ♪

♪ I'm crazy for feelin' ♪

♪ So lonely ♪

♪ I'm crazy ♪

I think that's a good tempo. Let's try it that way.

Somebody bring me a beer!

Will somebody bring the lady a beer?

Please. Then we'll go for a take.

(music playing)

♪ Wonderin' ♪

♪ What in the world did I do ♪

♪ Oh, crazy ♪

♪ For thinkin' that my love ♪

♪ Could hold you ♪

♪ I'm crazy for tryin' ♪

♪ And crazy for cryin' ♪

♪ And I'm crazy for lovin' you ♪

♪ Crazy ♪

♪ For thinkin' that my love could hold you ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh ♪

♪ I'm crazy for tryin' ♪

♪ And crazy for cryin' ♪

♪ And I'm crazy for lovin' ♪

♪ You ♪♪

Oh, God, honey, I hope you like it!

It's so pretty.

There, there it is.

See that white one up there with the columns?

(chuckling)

Ain't it the truth?

I fell in love with it the minute I saw it.

You know what I'd like?

Just a real pale, pale blue carpet.

Maybe a couple divans.

Make kind of a conversation area, you know?

(laughing)

Hey, honey?

Look at this. We got a dishwasher.

And an oven built right into the wall.

I want to check a roast,

all I have to do is open the door like this.

No more bending over.

The Queen of Sheba.

Say you already bought it?

Well, I paid down on it.

Why didn't you tell me?

I wanted to surprise you.

You surprised me.

Well, Randy says the best thing we can do with our money now

is put it in bricks and mortar.

Oh, my Lord, that show went on forever last night

and every minute of it shows in my face today.

I'm glad we saved "Crazy" till the end.

I think it made a great encore, don't you?

Do you love Charlie?

What?

Do you love him?

(chuckling) Oh, come on.

I couldn't get along without Charlie.

How's that song go?

"He may have been a headache, but he never was a bore."

That's Charlie.

Is that an answer?

I think Charlie and I deserve each other.

Randy: Looks like Charlie might be throwing you a little party.

Patsy: Sure does.

Randy: Take care.

I'll see you at the session.

All right.

Try and get a little sleep between now and Friday!

Nighty-night.

Good night!

(music playing)

Miss Patsy Cline!

In person!

Hey, honey!

My baby's home!

I didn't expect you home so early.

We're having a party. I see that.

Did you see my new car out there?

I bought me an old clunker for $75

to drive in the demo derby tomorrow night.

Mmm... how are you?

I think you know most everybody.

This here is, uh... Cindy.

Hi there.

John and Sarah you know from work.

That there's, uh...

(laughing) I don't know who that is.

This is Skip Catmill. He sold me that car.

Ma'am, I'm glad to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

Think I'll get myself a beer.

How'd it go tonight, baby? All right.

This your date, Otis?

Yeah, goddamn it. Lucky man.

Help yourself to food in there, honey.

Bought a whole bunch of Chinese.

Now let's us dance one, Miss Patsy.

Come on, now, don't be such an old wet blanket.

Come.

(music ends) Oh! No fair.

Now we've gotta wait for the next one.

I'm going to bed. I'm so tired.

That girl I was dancing with,

she goes with that guy from the derby.

Well, obviously you got me mixed up with someone

who gives a shit.

Come on, there you go.

That's Goldilocks, huh?

Goldilocks and the Three Bears.

Take your book, whoa!

How's my big boy?

Ooh, you are the most beautiful little boy.

Here we go, there we go.

Oh!

Fell right on your butt.

Here, take your bottle.

Hey, kiddo!

Hope you're all rested up 'cause Otis wants us

to go out after the demo derby tonight.

Oh, darling, I'm so tired.

I feel like I'm walking on stumps.

I gotta sing out there tonight.

I really don't feel like walking off the stage

and taking a busman's holiday.

What the hell's a busman's holiday?

Well, you know, I mean...

A guy drives a bus,

he doesn't want to take a bus ride for his vacation.

Oh, hell, it's too hard to explain.

I understood it. Yeah?

You getting awful goddamn fancy all of a sudden.

Yeah?

("Crazy" playing on radio)

Here comes another paycheck for Charlie.

(chuckling)

♪ Crazy ♪

♪ Crazy for feelin' ♪

♪ So lonely ♪

♪ I'm crazy ♪

(both) ♪ Crazy for feelin' so blue ♪

(mocking sobbing)

Well, you didn't finish that.

"And the cow jumping..."

Over the moon. Over the moon.

And, and, and...

Three little bears...

Sittin' in their chairs.

Better start gettin' ready!

Oh, we got time. Not that much.

"And a pair of mittens."

Well, you're not dressed yet.

Well, I get dressed faster than you.

No, you don't.

White? What?

White.

What are you talking about, Charlie?

Wanted to see if you'd say "black."

"A quiet old lady who was whispering 'Hush'".

♪ Blue moon of Kentucky keep on a-shinin' ♪

♪ Shine on the one that's gone and left me blue ♪

♪ It was on one moonlit night... ♪

Yeah!

♪ Love said goodbye ♪

♪ I said blue moon of Kentucky keep on a-shinin' ♪

♪ Shine on the one that's gone and left me blue ♪

♪ And it was on one moonlit night... ♪

Yahoo!

♪ Stars shining bright ♪

♪ Whispered on high ♪

♪ Your love said goodbye ♪

♪ I said blue moon of Kentucky... ♪

Come on, baby, treat me right!

(tires screeching)

I'm gonna get you!

All right, baby, baby, be good to me!

Hey!

What happened?

That's not supposed to happen.

(cheering)

♪ As warmed by one as stars are bright ♪

♪ I'll hold you, oh, so close, my dear ♪

♪ This could be that magic kiss ♪

I was looking for you.

Well, ain't been hiding nowhere.

Wanna dance?

Yeah, later!

You shoulda seen Charlie in that derby.

His old clunker's still burnin' out there.

Hey, why don't you go take a busman's holiday?

Go sing another song!

♪ Can't you see that tonight... ♪

♪ You told me that you loved me

♪ And always would be true ♪

♪ But now you've gone and left me, baby ♪

♪ And made me, oh, so blue ♪

♪ Oh baby, come back, a-baby, come ♪

♪ Oh, come back, a-baby, come ♪

♪ Oh, come back, baby, I wanna make love to you ♪

Sit down, come on.

Sit, baby.

♪ You told me that you loved me ♪

♪ And always would be true ♪

♪ But now you've gone and left me, baby, made me oh so blue ♪

♪ Come back, baby, come back ♪

♪ Oh, come back, baby ♪

♪ Oh, come back, baby, I wanna make love to you ♪

Baby, let's dance.

♪ Oh, baby, baby, baby ♪

♪ Baby, baby, baby ♪

♪ Oh, baby, baby, baby ♪

♪ Baby, baby, baby ♪

♪ Oh, come back, baby, I wanna make love to you ♪

You got any money?

♪ You told me that you loved me... ♪

I'm gettin' thirsty. How about you, Otis?

♪ But now you've gone and left me, baby ♪

♪ Made me oh so blue ♪

♪ Come back, baby, come back ♪

♪ Oh, come back, baby, come back ♪

♪ Oh, come back, baby, I wanna make love to you ♪

♪ Oh, baby, baby, baby ♪

♪ Baby, baby, baby ♪

♪ Oh, baby, baby, baby ♪

♪ Baby, baby, baby ♪

♪ Oh, come back, baby... ♪

I'll be right back.

You wanna leave or what?

Hey, you! Bitch!

What the hell do you think you're doing?

Same question back to you.

No, I was just talkin' to her.

Yeah, well, me too, buster. I'm just talkin' to them.

How old is she anyhow?

Well, she said she's 24.

Huh! Ask her how old she is

counting the years she went barefoot on the farm.

God, you got a mean mouth.

I'd like to pull that tongue of yours out with a pair of pliers.

Well, that's real interesting but right now I'm takin' a pee.

And I'm warnin' you!

You just set your ass down at my table, you hear me!

Oh! Don't you warn me!

You spend the whole goddamn evening

rubbing up against some tramp with a boil on her neck.

I'll do whatever I damn please!

Oh, you will, will you?

Yeah, I'll walk out of here with the first guy I lay my eyes on.

I'd like to see you try it. Yeah, well, you just watch me.

Patsy: This is it right over here.

The day I get Patsy Cline on the back of my cycle,

and all she wants is a cup of coffee and a ride home.

You're a real gent.

Just my luck.

Thanks a lot. No problem.

(engine revving in distance)

Well, the slut's home.

Came home to see the pig.

Where's that guy?

Had him let me off about a block away.

We just talked.

You're a whore.

Oh, Charlie, let's not call each other names.

It don't do no good.

We still gotta wake up tomorrow and look each other in the face.

Yeah, well, I ain't having no more nights

when my wife goes off with another man.

Hey, don't tell me what you will or will not have.

I looked at you tonight and I thought,

"God help you, Patsy.

"No matter how hard you try to make things right,

old good time Charlie just keeps dragging you back down!"

No, don't you whine about me!

Where are you when the kids want their oatmeal in the morning?

Where are you when Julie pukes in bed at night?!

You sure as hell ain't here!

Oh, you just lie!

You have never changed a shitty diaper in your life

between Mama, Madrine and me!

That's right, I'm not here!

I'm out singing in every shit house

between here and Kansas City so you can wear $30 silk shirts!

Oh, yeah, well, take the goddamn thing!

Take it!

You lay down for that guy tonight?

Don't ask. I'm askin', slut.

Yes, I did! I did!

And it was great. It was so great.

It was wonderful.

It was better than it's ever been with you.

We're gonna get married, Mr. Motorcycle Man and me.

Uhh!

Oh!

Come here. Charlie!

Come here. Stand up!

(shrieks) Oh! Charlie! Stop! No!

Charlie!

Goddamn it! No!

Shut up!

Julie: Mama?

Patsy: Oh, God, baby, go back to bed.

(police radio chatter)

Officer: Regarding that family disturbance,

uh, Unit 17 has that matter in hand.

Trade me an eye for one of them cigarettes?

What are you in here for, boy?

Had an argument with my wife.

(chuckling)

Me, I fell asleep in a doorway.

Put them right there.

You can have one whenever you want it.

Thank you, I appreciate it.

You look like you got the whole world on your shoulders.

Look, you give me a cigarette,

all these questions go with it,

you can have the damn thing back.

I just thought we'd pass the time.

Go ahead and take it.

You only got one in here.

It's all right, I smoke too much anyway.

Thank you.

Sleep light, don't you?

Just like my old man.

He smoked Camels, too.

He started when he was nine years old.

There he was, he used to tell me,

nine years old in the fourth grade,

still wearing knickers.

Get up in the morning, first thing he'd do,

have a cup of coffee and a cigarette,

right at the breakfast table, big as you please.

(chuckling)

He was a pisscutter, my old man was.

He always could make me laugh.

I never knew who my daddy was.

I don't think Mama did either.

My daddy's six feet tall...

When six feet tall was big.

Had this real high tenor voice.

Could walk halfway around the block on his hands.

One morning I was getting ready for school.

My daddy stayed home from work,

he was at the kitchen table smoking Camels.

One right after the other, he was just eatin' them.

I went to get some cornflakes out of the cupboard...

and heard this noise.

I thought the whole goddamn house was falling down.

I turned around, he'd shot his self in the head.

(whispers) Sweet Jesus!

I went and sat on my bed for five days.

Wouldn't talk to nobody.

Wouldn't go to his funeral.

On that fifth day, I got up...

went out the door.

And I never looked back.

Just keep on movin'.

Know what I mean?

Just keep on movin'.

I just can't seem to find anything

in my life to hold on to anymore.

It's like everything is falling down around me.

I keep saying to myself,

"I don't have to lead that trashy dog's life

"that my daddy led my mama.

"I can make things different.

I can make it right."

And look at me.

Here I am, my face all busted up.

Calling the cops in the middle of the night.

And my kid saw it all!

Oh, Lord, Mama, I don't know what to do anymore.

I don't know whether to divorce him or not.

All I know is I can't keep him outta the house like this forever.

Well, this is your baby. You have to rock it.

Oh, hell, Mama, I'm not asking for your goddamn eyeteeth.

I was just asking for your opinion.

(phone ringing) You talking to your mama.

You keep a civil tongue in your head.

(ringing)

Yeah?

(indistinct voice on phone)

Oh, no, Randy, not a big show! What?

(Randy) Nothing I can do, honey, sorry.

All right.

Christ on the cross! I don't believe it.

I got recording sessions starting Friday.

Now I gotta go to Kansas City and do a benefit

for that disc jockey that died last month.

Oh, honey, tell 'em you're just plum wore out.

I'm sorry I snapped at you.

Well, if that's the worst thing that ever happens to me...

You still like me?

Now and then.

You love me?

Sometimes.

Oh, Mama, tell me what to do with my life.

(Intro to "She's Got You")

♪ I've got your picture ♪

♪ That you gave to me ♪

♪ And it's signed "With love" ♪

♪ Just like it used to be ♪

Hey! Whoa! Charlie? Where are you goin'?

I'm gonna talk to my wife.

Now, you just hold on a second.

Hey...

What do you want, Charlie?

I want to talk to you.

It's all right, Randy.

(man) All right, everybody, take five.

Kill Patsy's mike.

Oh, God, Charlie, don't.

I'm sorry.

I did wrong.

I will never raise a hand to you again, I swear it.

I know you're thinkin' of leavin' me.

I swear to God, I don't think I could take it.

I don't know, Charlie.

Can't we try to make it right again?

If you want a definite answer right this minute,

the answer is no.

I just don't know if I can live with you anymore.

(Intro to "Sweet Dreams")

♪ Sweet dreams ♪

♪ Of you ♪

♪ Every night ♪

♪ I go through ♪

♪ Why can't I forget you ♪

♪ And start my life anew ♪

♪ Instead of having ♪

♪ Sweet dreams ♪

♪ About you ♪

♪ You don't love me ♪

♪ It's plain ♪

♪ I should know ♪

♪ I'll never wear your ring ♪

♪ I should hate you ♪

♪ The whole night through ♪

♪ Instead of having sweet dreams ♪

♪ About you ♪

♪ Sweet dreams ♪

♪ Of you ♪

♪ Things I know ♪

♪ Can't come true ♪

♪ Why can't I forget the past ♪

♪ Start loving someone new ♪

♪ Instead of having ♪

♪ Sweet dreams ♪

♪ About you ♪♪

(music ends)

(cheering and applause)

Thank you!

Hey, Tony, I gotta take a pee!

Pretty Boy Floyd!

(mimicking machine gun fire)

(indistinct chatter)

Hey, Tony, get this boy one.

He's been on bread and water!

Give me a drink.

I've been in the jail.

You know, you drink any more of this,

then you gonna wish you was dead when you wake up.

Hey, Charlie, where was it

you said you left your ball and chain?

In my room... Take a walk.

In my private room in prison. Take a walk.

Charlie, just finish this up and let's get out of here

and let's go find us a couple of girlies.

That's one thing in this world I do not need!

I got that already.

Hey, everybody! Now can everybody hear me?

(men) Yeah!

I got me a wife.

And she is hard to handle and she is contrary as a hog on ice!

(all laughing)

That ain't half of it!

See, most of you guys got no idea what it's like

to be rubbing up against something that dangerous.

(all laughing)

That's what I like about the South!

(whooping)

Mama? Hilda: Hi, hon.

Hi.

Oh, Mama, we're still at the airport.

The weather bad?

Yeah, well we've spent the whole damn night here,

but the first spot of good weather we have,

we're gonna take off.

Take care. Yeah, how are my babies?

Just fine.

Charlie came by the house with two quarts of ice cream.

He did?

He said he missed seeing them.

Oh, I knew he couldn't stay away.

Yeah, well, he hadn't had a thing to drink.

Good as gold.

(chuckling)

Hell, Charlie's always good.

Except when he isn't.

Yeah, well, now you just hurry home.

Well, you give those babies sugar for me, Mama.

Of course, I will.

Whoo! Let's go!

Hot dog!

This beats the hell out of drivin'!

Let's get this show on the road!

Well, gang, looks like we might be in for a little fun.

Just a little turbulence.

(rattling)

(engine sputtering)

Right tank's empty.

Switching over.

(sputtering)

Oh, boy!

Randy, what the hell's goin' on?

What's the matter with this thing?

Gotta drop the nose, hold on.

Kick it over, Randy!

(engine whines)

Come on, baby.

(whines)

Come on!

Come on, catch on!

Randy: Come on, baby.

(sputtering)

Come on!

(whining, sputtering)

(engine starts)

It started.

Oh, Lord, thank you!

Yeah! Yeah! Whoo!

Attaboy, Randy. Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!

(laughing)

I almost peed my pants.

I think I did pee in mine.

Whoo! (laughing)

Oh, my God!

Oh!

Charlie!

(wind whipping)

(church bells tolling)

Charlie, you can't work and take care of two babies.

Charlie, look at me.

I'll take the kids with me for a while.

I'll be good to them.

I know it.

(sniffles) I know it.

(exhales)

(sobbing)

("Crazy" playing)

♪ Crazy ♪

♪ I'm crazy for feeling ♪

♪ So lonely ♪

♪ I'm crazy ♪

♪ Crazy for feeling ♪

♪ So blue ♪

♪ I knew ♪

♪ You'd love me as long as you wanted ♪

♪ And then some day ♪

♪ You'd leave me for somebody new ♪

♪ Worry ♪

♪ Why do I let myself worry? ♪

♪ Wondering ♪

♪ What in the world ♪

♪ Did I do? ♪

♪ Oh, crazy ♪

♪ For thinking that my love ♪

♪ Could hold you ♪

♪ I'm crazy for trying ♪

♪ And crazy for crying ♪

♪ And I'm crazy for loving you ♪

♪ Crazy ♪

♪ For thinking that my love ♪

♪ Could hold you ♪

♪ I'm crazy for trying ♪

♪ And crazy for crying ♪

♪ And I'm crazy for loving ♪

♪ You ♪♪

♪♪

♪ Sweet dreams ♪

♪ Of you ♪

♪ Every night ♪

♪ I go through ♪

♪ Why can't I forget you ♪

♪ And start my life anew ♪

♪ Instead of having sweet dreams ♪

♪ About you ♪

♪ You don't love me ♪

♪ It's plain ♪

♪ I should know ♪

♪ I'll never wear your ring ♪

♪ I should hate you ♪

♪ The whole night through ♪

♪ Instead of having sweet dreams ♪

♪ About you ♪

♪ Sweet dreams ♪

♪ Of you ♪

♪ Things I know ♪

♪ Can't come true ♪

♪ Why can't I forget the past ♪

♪ Start loving someone new ♪

♪ Instead of having ♪

♪ Sweet dreams ♪

♪ About you ♪♪

(music ends)