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bluesy�guitar�music
Hi,�guys.
-[person�screams] -[person�gasps]
Oh,�my�gosh.
Oh,�Lord�have�mercy.
All�I�can�think�is�that�you want�to�kill�my�love�for�you.
[grunts]
Oh,�George.
What�in�the�hell'd�you�do?
[Tammy] � This�thing�that makes�you�a�hero�to�them,
the�drinking, it�shames�me.
The�only�reason�I'm�not�dead is�'cause�you�love�me.
sorrowful�music
There's�no�way on�God's�green�Earth
that�you�should�be�treated this�way.
Divorcing�Jones would�break�me.
We�had�to�pump�her�stomach.
I�don't�know�if�you�meant�to or�not.
[sobbing]
But�a�world without�Tammy�Wynette...
...not�a�world I�want�to�live�in.
It's�over�for�me.
No�girl�singer�survives�that.
I�was�named�the�First�Lady of�Country�Music
by�Billy�Sherrill.
I�walked�into�his�office, and�he�said,
"Tammy,�you�know you're�the�First�Lady?"
I�said,�"First�Lady�of�what?"
He�said,�"You're�the first�lady�of�country�music
to�sell�a�million�albums."
Stand�by�your�man
[reporter] � Tammy�Wynette�is no�longer�standing�by�any�man.
She's�standing on�her�own�two�feet.
In�fact, she's�jumping�on�them.
Welcome�to�First�Lady�Acres,
where�it's�a�24-hour�hen�party
for�Tammy and�her�four�daughters.
With�over�30�rooms,
the�style�is�both�comfortable and�elegant.
Most�impressive,�though, are�the�hallways
lined�with�awards.
Tammy�spends�months�out of�every�year�on�the�road.
So,�when�she�comes�home, she�relaxes�here.
You've�been�linked to�some�really�exciting�men-
Rudy�Gatlin,
New�England�Patriot Tommy�Neville,
Burt�Reynolds.
I�don't�kiss�and�tell.
Mm.
Well,�all�your�fans want�to�know�one�thing.
Mm. Here�it�comes.
Do�you�ever�miss�George�Jones?
Oh.
I�don't�worry about�the�things�that�he�does,
and�he�doesn't�worry about�the�things�that�I�do.
But�I'll�never�get George�Jones�out�of�my�life.
He'll�always�be�a�part of�my�life,
a�very�special�part of�my�life.
I�don't�want�to�get�him out�of�my�life�completely
because he's�Georgette's�father.
-[reporter] � Mm. -He�was-he�was�my�idol.
He�still�is.
Uh,�we�may�not�live�together, but�he�can�still�make�me�cry
just�listening�to�him�sing.
But�it's�a�very�special relationship.
-[knock�on�door] -[reporter] � Gone�are�the�days-
[Shug]�Little�visit from�the�Tooth�Fairy.
Showtime,�Jones.
morose�music
[indistinct�chatter]
Bet�you�thought I�was�dead,�huh?
Oh,�George�Jones isn't�the�killable�kind.
[upbeat�twangy�music�playing]
The�places�where�we used�to�meet
We�go�together
Step�by�step�like�shoes on�our�feet
We�go�together
Just�like�the�sand out�in�the�sea
What�good�is�sugar if�you�have�no�tea?
What�good�are�you if�you�don't�have�me?
We�go�together
Oh,�this�doesn't�feel�right.
I�need�a�lady�up�here�to�help me�out�to�sing�this�song.
[all�cheering]
Is�that�Tammy?
Tammy! Come�on�up.
Tammy�Wynette, ladies�and�gentlemen!
Tammy�Wynette.
[cheers�and�applause]
And�that�old�feeling we�used�to�get
Even�feels�better
There�was�a�girl you�made�me�forget
The�day�I�met�her
[both] � �Just�like�tears in�a�baby's�eyes
Just�like�the�stars up�in�the�sky
Like�ice�cream and�an�apple�pie
We�go�together
We�go�together like�storm�and�rain
Just�like�the�fire that�needs�a�flame
Just�like�the�picture needs�a�frame
-�We�go�together -You're�a�little�rusty,�honey.
[both] � �We�go�together like�the�moon�and�June
Just�like�a�fork�needs a�spoon
Just�like�a�song that�needs�a�tune
We�to�together
[person�moaning]
My�roommate�Betty's�gonna�die.
-[thunder�rumbles] -[person]�Mmm...
-You�got�any�cold�beer? -Mm...
Can't�do�a�nightcap. My�girls�are�inside.
-But�we'll�do�this�again,�okay? -Mm.
-You�promise? -Yeah.
[vehicle�departing]
[thunder�rumbles]
tense�music
gentle�guitar�music
[birds�chirping]
[person�sighs]
George,�I�don't�want�any of�that�in�this�house�now.
[imitates�duck�quacking]
[Peanutt] Charlene,�the�duck's�back!
[Charlene] Tell�him�we�got�chicken.
George,�you�gotta put�the�bottle�down
you�wanna�come�inside.
[Jones]�I'll�just�get�it on�my�way�out.
Come�on.
Charlene,�I�think he's�gonna�need�some�more.
[Charlene] Oh,�I�know.
[Jones] Mmm.
[sighs,�sniffs]
This�is�a�real�nice�place you�got�here.
But�have�you�given�thought
about�adding some�fuchsia�touches?
Nothing�drastic,�just a�little�accent�here�and�there?
Hmm.
[sniffs]
Did�I�tell�you�how I�went�to�visit�Lefty�Frizzell
-right�before�he�died? -You�did�not.
No,�you�never�told�me that�story.
[Jones]�He�went�from�owning a�twin-engine�jet�plane
to�being�locked�in�a�basement by�his�wife,
living�on�a�diet�of�vodka.
He�was�my�hero.
I�didn't�know what�to�say�to�him.
He�didn't�know�what to�say�to�me,�either.
You�know�what�it�feels�like to�be�alone,�really�alone?
Not�since�I�found the�Lord,�I�don't.
-[Jones]�Yeah. -I�don't,�George.
-And�I�never�will. -Yeah.
I�never�pegged Jesus�to�peg�you.
Well,�He�loves the�sinner�above�all.
Mm-hmm. [sniffs]
I�mess�up�everything good�in�my�life.
Damn,�I�build�something�up, something�beautiful,
and�I...
get�a�place�to�be�in�the�world and�find�a�woman...
...the�best�woman to�share�it�with...
...and�I�just�tear it�all�down�again.
Well,�your�foundation...
was�built�on�sin.
[laughs]
[Peanutt] You�know,�George,�you�and�me,
we�pulled�a�lot�of�drunks.
You�know�it.
And�I�don't�think�one�of�them went�by�without�you�screaming
that�he�was�after�you.
"He's�after�me. He's�after�me."
There's�gonna�be a�day�of�reckoning.
It's�in�the�book.
Hmm.
Can�I�pray�over�you,�George?
If�it'll�make�you�feel�better, Little�Jesus.
soft�music
Dear�Heavenly�Father,
George�Glenn�Jones�is�a�sinner.
He�is�a�drunk.
He�has�abandoned�his�children.
He�let�down
just�about�every�person he's�ever�loved
or�who's�loved�him.
But�his�heart�is�pure.
Bring�him�home,�oh,�Lord. In�Jesus'�name,�amen.
[Jones] No.
[crying]�It�ain't�gonna- it�ain't�gonna�work.
He�don't�want�me.
-He�wants�you. -He�could�have�had�me�by�now.
He�just�don't�want�me.
He�just�don't�want- [sobbing]
[mumbles,�sniffles]
He�just�don't�want�me. That's�all.
[doctor] There�were�no�guarantees
that�surgery�would�be the�end�to�your�pains.
I�did�everything I�was�supposed�to.
This�was�always�a�possibility.
When�your�schedule�allows,
I'll�get�you�in for�another�surgery.
[Tammy]�Oh,�honey, I�already�had�six.
I�know�your�sort�of�scar�tissue has�a�mind�of�its�own.
[Tammy] Mm-hmm.
What�am�I�supposed to�do�until�then?
I'd�only�do�this�for�you.
[sighs]
Keep�this�between�us.
I'll�show�you�how�to�administer the�injection.
[light�guitar�music�playing]
I�can�hear�the�rains
Falling�softly
[Tammy]�Mm.
As�I�watch�him�lying
-�Next�to�me -Wow.
That's�pretty.
I�like�how�it goes�up�like�that.
I�can�feel�his�heart
Is�beating�softly
He�just�loved�me
So�tenderly
But�it�should�be
You�and�me
Oh.
That's-that's�really�pretty. I�like�this.
-Take�the�next�verse. -Okay.
When�he�touches�me
I�feel�your�fingers
And�each�time�we�kiss
Oh,�I�see�your�face
When�he�locks�the�door behind�us
-It�goes�up? -Yep.
Then�he�thinks the�world�can't�find�us
But�he�can't�see
No,�he�can't�see
That�it�should�be
[both] � �You�and�me
[Tammy] Hmm.
It's�really...
[gasps]�Oh.
Sheila's�my�friend,�Richey.
I�lie�next�to�her, and�all�I�think�about's�you.
Don't�say�that,�Richey.
I've�been�so�worried that�someone�wants�to�hurt�you.
-Tammy? -Yeah?
You've�got�to�know how�I�feel,�huh?
Write�those�songs�for�George
about�what�it's�like to�love�you.
Write�all�those�songs for�you�about...
feeling�like�you'll�never�have the�one�you�want.
It's�no�accident it�comes�out�sounding�so�true.
That's�my�love�for�you you're�singing.
Oh.�I-
[Richey�sniffs]
[sighs]
All�right,�I�gotta�go.
[latches�clicking]
You�don't�have�to.
You�don't�have�to�go.
-[Richey]�I�got�you. -[Tammy]�Thank�you,�Richey.
I�started�as�an�embalmer.
[Tammy] Oh.
I�couldn't�bring�myself to�do�it�myself.
It's�from�the�doctor.
You�don't�have�to�explain yourself�to�me.
gentle�music
-[groans] -[Richey]�It's�all�right.
-There�you�go. -[Tammy]�Mmm.
Mmm.
[Richey�snoring�softly]
[Tammy�humming, piano�notes�playing]
twangy�music
We�knew�somehow we'd�make�it
Together�me�and�you
[piano�music�playing]
Are�you�real?
Why�wouldn't�I�be?
Well,�I've�been�seeing�you sometimes
when�you�ain't�there.
Yeah,�I�guess�that�can�happen
when�you're�doing what�you're�doing.
Yeah.
I'll�never�get�my�head wrapped�around-
everybody�knows�about all�your�terrible�business,
but�nobody�seems�to�mind.
Except�you,�angel.
Well,�I'm�worried�about�you.
-[Jones]�I'm�all�right. -Yeah?
I�got�stars�coming�in and�out�of�here�helping�me�out.
It�keeps�me�off�the�road, which�I�hate...
-[Tammy]�Mm-hmm. -...as�you�well�know.
You�moved�into�a�bar.
[Jones]�You�don't�even�know where�you're�standing,�do�ya?
[Tammy] Oh,�something�special�here?
I�did�it�right in�front�of�his�face!
-[Tammy]�And�then�I�said... -Yeah.
-..."He�ain't�giving�her�back." -Mm-hmm.
Is�this�a�wise�investment?
Well,�we're�making�money hand�over�fist.
Mm.�Where�is�it? [sniffs]
[both�chuckle]
[Jones] Peanutt's�saving�me,�so...
-[Tammy�chuckles] -I'm�on�the�upswing�currently.
[Tammy] Oh,�Peanutt's�your�savior.
-[Jones]�Yeah. -That's�rich.
Him�and�Charlene are�living�clean.
[Tammy] Well,�good�for�them.
And�he�told�me�that�the�Lord
would�send�me a�sign�of�His�favor,�and...
here�you�are.
Don't�you�flirt�with�me.
You're�just�lonely.
Loneliness�makes�people do�stupid�things.
-Mm. -[Tammy]�Billy�called�me.
He,�uh-well,�we�worked�up some�real�good�songs
about�love�gone�wrong.
I�want�to�cut�them�with�you and�then�tour�them.
[imitates�duck�quacking]
You�okay?
Sorry,�old�habit-one�of�many.
This�is�business.
It's�an�opportunity�for�you to�get�back�to�normal.
You-you�can�see�your�daughter.
She�really�needs�you.
Why�should�we�let�divorce�ruin a�perfectly�good�partnership?
[sniffs,�grunts]
[band�tuning�up, indistinct�chatter]
[sniffs]
-Daddy? -Hmm.�Oh,�hey,�baby.
You�gonna�sing�pretty�for�me?
Oh,�sweetheart,�you�know�I�am.
Yeah.
Okay,�let's�go�for�it.
[Tammy]�George�is�gonna need�to�rehearse�one.
Mm-mm. I�know�what�I'm�doing.
Okay. [chuckles]
Lou,�put�a�little�reverb on�Tammy's�mic.
-Richey? -Yeah?
-This�is�my�session. -Oh.
Tammy's�asked�me�to�have�more of�a�managerial�presence,�so...
Let's�go�for�a�take.
[twangy�guitar�music�playing]
[grunts]
We�always�wanted
A�big�two-story�house
Back�when�we�lived
In�that�little two-room�shack
[both] We�wanted�fame�and�fortune
And�we'd�live�life the�way�the�rich�folks�do
We�knew somehow�we'd�make�it
Together�me�and�you
With�dreams�and�hopes of�things�to�come
we�worked and�never�stopped
Not�much�time for�you�and�me
We�had�to�reach�the�top
[both] � �We�bought that�big�two-story�house
And�soon�became the�envy�of�the�town
With�all�our�work behind�us
We�finally�settled�down
-�Now�we�live -[singers] � �Yes,�we�live
[both] In�our�two-story�house
Oh,�what�splendor
[both] But�there's�no�love�about
[Tammy] I�got�my�story
[Jones] And�I've�got�mine,�too
[both] How�sad�it�is
We�now�live
In�a�two-story�house
The�house�is�filled with�rare�antiques
There's�marble on�the�floor
Beauty�all�around�us
Like�we've�never�seen before
There's�chandeliers in�every�room
Imported�silks�and�satin
All�about
We�filled�our�house with�everything
But�somehow�left�love�out
-�Now�we�live -[singers] � �Yes,�we�live
[both] In�a�two-story�house
[Jones] Oh,�what�splendor
[both] But�there's�no�love�about
I�got�my�story
And�I've�got�mine,�too
[both] How�sad�it�is
We�now�live in�a�two-story�house
How�sad�it�is
We�now�live in�a�two-story�house
[Lou] Okay,�it�was�good.
You�know,�that's�a�right�fine song�you�wrote,�Tammy�Wynette.
Bobbie�Gentry's�"Fancy"
Mm-hmm.
I�remember�it�all very�well�lookin'�back
It�was�the�summer I�turned�18
We�lived�in�a�one-room rundown�shack
On�the�outskirts of�New�Orleans
We�didn't�have�money for�food�or�rent
To�say�the�least, we�were�hard-pressed
Then�Mama�spent every�last�penny�we�had
To�buy�me�a�dancin'�dress
Mama�washed�and�combed and�curled�my�hair
And�she�painted�my�eyes and�lips
And�then�I�stepped into�my�satin�dancin'�dress
It�was�split�on�the�side clean�up�to�my�hips
It�was�red-velvet�trim, and�it�fit�me�good
And�starin'�back from�the�lookin'�glass
Was�a�woman�where a�half-grown�kid�had�stood
Here's�your�one�chance, Fancy,�don't�let�me�down
Here's�your�once�chance, Fancy,�don't�let�me�down
Lord,�forgive�me for�what�I�do
[Jones] Well,�that�was�something�else.
Why�don't�you�come�back�and...
run�those�nails�on�me�again?
Who�you�been�doing that�to�lately?
-You�shut�your�mouth,�Jones. -Oh,�yeah?
-Yeah. -Oh.
Why�don't�you�shut�it�for�me?
[chuckles]
Where�are�you�going?
[Tammy]�I�got�a�house full�of�teenagers.
[Jones] Can�I�come�with�you?
I�don't�want�to�confuse the�girls.
I�haven't�done�the�best that�I�could,�I�know.
I'm�feeling�stronger.
Baby,�I�know�you. Can't�pretend�I�don't.
-Well,�I�know�you,�too. -[Tammy]�Mm-hmm.
I�know�who�you�are.
You're�the�best�person�I�know.
If�I�keep�sleeping in�this�dingy�little�room,
there's�a�chance�some�morning
they're�gonna�come roll�me�over
with�blood�dripping out�of�my�nose.
Hey,�don't�say�that.
[Jones]�Now,�that's�not the�way�it's�got�to�be.
It's�not.
There's�a�happy�ending.
[Tammy] Mm.
You're�my�hope.
Well,�we're�going�on�tour.
You�show�me you�make�it�through,�and-
and�then�we'll�talk.
[Jones]�But�you�got�to�get�rid of�that�other�feller.
-I�don't-I�don't- -Which�one?
[Jones] I�don't�play�that�game.
-[Tammy]�Uh-huh. -[Jones]�Mm-mm.
-All�right. -[Tammy]�Bye,�Jones.
Now,�in�this�world
There's�a�lot of�self-righteous�hypocrites
That�would�call�me�bad
And�criticize my�mama�for�turning�me�out
No�matter how�little�we�had
And�though I�ain't�had�to�worry
About�nothing for�now�on�15�years
I�can�still�hear the�desperation
In�my�poor�mama's�voice ringin'�in�my�ear
[Richey]�You�need�to�call�the police�next�time�this�happens.
[Tammy]�I�just�don't�want it�to�be�public.
I�call�the�police. They�call�the�press.
Then�everybody's in�my�business.
[Richey] All�right,�I�understand.
I�think�it's�just�a�fan who's�upset
that�I'm�no�longer�with�Jones, that's�all.
Well,�then�I'll�buy�you�a�gun.
I'll�feel�a�heck of�a�lot�better�sleeping-
-[Tammy]�Oh,�I�don't�like�guns. -[Richey]�You�need�protection.
[laughs]
You�can't�stay�here�alone.
This�is�some helter-skelter�stuff�here.
The�girls�aren't�safe.
Well,�can�you�stay�here,�then?
-[sighs] -[Tammy]�What?�What's�wrong?
[chuckles]
I�have�been�so�patient.
Tammy...
I�want�it�to�be�you�and�me.
It�is�you�and�me, Richey,�and�Sheila.
[chuckles]
And�Nan�and�Jan and�the�boys�in�the�band
and�Billy�and...
Jones...
...and�the�girls.
It's�all�of�us.
[cup�thuds�lightly on�the�table]
Marry�me.
What?
Come�on.
I�should�go.
Wait.�Richey.
Richey,�don't.
I'm�sorry.
[sighs]
[Richey] That�feel�good�to�you,�sugar?
[mumbles]
[Richey] That's�all�I�want�for�you.
You�don't�gotta�hurt.
[softly]�Okay.
[Richey] Feeling�nothing.
Is�there�anything better�than�that?
I'm�always�gonna take�care�of�you.
You'll�never�have to�ask�anyone�for�anything...
...ever�again.
[crowd�clamoring]
All�right,�I�need�everyone�to give�Miss�Wynette�to�her�room.
Keep�an�arm's-length�distance.
Oh,�Richey,�these are�really�nice�people.
It's�gonna�be�okay.
Do�you�think�ever�maybe your�songs�are�bad�for�us?
You�okay,�honey?
That�we�can�only�be�worth something�if�we�have�a�man,
even�a�terrible�man?
They're�just�pretty�love�songs.
I�wouldn't�think too�hard�on�it.
-Richey? -[fan]�Thank�you.
[fan�2] Tammy,�wait,�please.
[indistinct�shouting]
[Richey] Whoo.
-Tammy. -Hey.
Uh,�Georgette,�you�want to�go�see�your�daddy?
Come�on.�Would�you�help Georgette�find�Jones?
This�isn't�a�place�for�you.
-Come�on. -[Tammy]�Thank�you�so�much.
What's�going�on?
I�want�you�to�know I�don't�blame�you.
Oh,�Sheila...�[chuckles]
...whatever�you-
No,�whatever�you�think is�happening
between�me�and�Richey�isn't.
Yes,�it�is.
No,�it's- [laughs]
Oh.
The�whole�world�falls in�love�with�Tammy�Wynette.
I�did.
But�free�love�isn't�free. It�costs�someone�something.
I-I�understand�that. Mm-hmm.
[sniffles]
Aren't�you�gonna�say you're�sorry?
Yes,�of�course,�I'm�sorry.
Of�course.
[chuckles]�You're�not�used to�having�to�say�that.
You're�usually�the�perfect�one. [chuckles]
I�love�you,�Sheila.
And,�uh...
I�hope�you�could�still�love�me.
I�can't�not�love�Tammy�Wynette.
Oh,�honey.
I'm,�uh- I'm�gonna�need�you...
I'm�gonna�need�all�of�you to�just,�you�know...
...just�keep�this�between�us.
I-I�know�that's�a�lot for�me�to�ask�right-
I�know.
No,�we�wouldn't�want�anyone�to think�anything�bad�about�you.
-That's�not-that's�not�what- -All�right,�come�on,�let's�go.
You�should�l-listen to�your�husband.
-He's�divorcing�me. -[Tammy]�No,�he's�not.
You're�gonna�work�this�out.
Right,�Richey?
It's�not�professional,
bringing�our�personal�matters here,�so�let's�go.
-Come�on.�Let's�go. -[Sheila�cries]
[dog�yaps]
Okay. All�right.
[dog�barks]
[Sheila] Come�on,�Alfie.
Sorry�for�embarrassing�you�all.
-[shudders] -[dog�barks]
[sighing]
You�slept�with�Richey?
Why?
[sniffs,�grunts]
[sniffs]
dramatic�music
Georgette. [knocks�on�door]
Oh,�hey,�baby. Hey.
[sniffs]
-I�think�we�need�soda�pop. -Yeah.
-We�gonna�need�some�soda�pops. -[Jones]�Right.
[Shug]�Here�we�go.
Hey,�sweetie. Where's�your�mama?
[Georgette] Mama�told�me�to�come�find�you.
-She�did? -Yeah.
Okay.
Well,�uh,�you�just�wait here�one�second.
I'll�be�right�back,�okay?
Just�one-one-one�second.
You�be�good,�Jones. You�be�good�and�worthy.
Good�and�worthy.
[Sheila] I'm�too�much�sometimes.�I�am.
[Richey]�No,�sugar, you're�not�too�much.
-[cries�softly] -Look...
everything's�gonna�be�okay.
Well...
I�came�to�tell�her�something, but�I-
I�let�my�own�feelings get�in�the�way.
[dog�whimpering]
[Sheila] I�want�to�go�back�and�tell�her.
[Richey]�I'll�give�her the�message,�promise.
[Sheila]�I�wanna�tell�her what�kind�of�man�you�are.
I�wanna�tell�her what�you�wrote�on�her�house.
-[screams] -[dog�barking]
tense�music
[dog�continues�barking]
[Tammy] � So�I�made both�sweet�and�spicy.
-It's�real�good,�Tammy. -You�spoil�me.
-You�spoil�me. -Go�on.
Jan,�Nan,�come�on,
get�up�here�before�these�boys inhale�everything.
I'm�good.
You�want�anything,�Nan?
Oh,�no,�thanks,�Tam.
I-I�had�a�Krystal�Burger for�lunch.
[soft�music�playing]
All�right.
Here,�this�one's�the�sweet.
Ooh,�thank�you�so�much.
-Mm-hmm. -It�looks�exquisite.
-Yeah,�try�the�other�one. -Thank�you.
[Jones�and�Georgette] ...face�may�be�seen
Nothing�preventing
The�least�of�his�favor
Keep�the�way�clear
Let�nothing�between
[together] Nothing�between
E'en�many�hard�trials
Though�the�whole�world
Against�me�convene
Watching�with�prayer
And�much�self-denial
I'll�triumph�at�last
There's�nothing�between
[Jones] You�sing�so�pretty.�Mm.
gentle�music
[rain�pattering]
[Tammy] Oh,�thanks,�Richey.
[Richey]�Probably�should�show Jones�how�to�do�this.
Can't�do�it�for�yourself,�it's not�really�a�friend's�place.
[Tammy]�Oh,�no.�You�can't-you can't�tell�anyone�about�this.
And�George- please�don't�tell�George.
He's�doing�so�well,�Richey. I-I�don't�want�to�mess�it�up.
[Richey]�You're�not�leaving�me
with�much of�a�choice�here,�sugar.
I�am�offering�you�stability...
protection.
Hell,�I'm�the�one who's�always�there.
I'm�not�doing�this�again.
You�understand?
[mumbling] No,�don't�say�that.
You're�humiliating�me.
dramatic�music
Say�yes.
Say�yes.
Say�yes.
upbeat�twangy�music
[person] Have�a�good�show,�George.
You�know�anyone that�can�fix�this�up?
-Mm-hmm. -[Jones]�Yeah.
George�Jones�is�here before�you�today
as�one�testifying�to�a�life changed�in�Christ.
Well,�I'm�no�preacher. Testify�elsewhere.
Can�I�come�home�now?
George.
You�gonna�love�me�when�I'm�old?
Hey. Have�a�good�show,�shug.
[Tammy]�Oh,�you�ain't the�sweetest�thing?
Will�you�put�those on�the�counter?
I�come�bearing�gifts to�you,�too.
Tell�me�that�ain't�more�money
than�you've�made in�the�last�six�years.
Hey,�can�you,�uh,�clean up�my�neck,�hon,�hmm?
Hey,�I�got�stuff I�need�to�say.
Give�me�a�few�minutes with�Jones.
Oh,�I�got�some�stuff I�could�say,�too.
Oh,�hey,�you�got-
you�got�water�dripping all�over�your�shirt,�friend.
[razor�clicks,�buzzing]
Who's�this�SOB�think�he�is?
Don't�get�worked�up.�Don't.
[Richey]�I�set�up this�whole�album�and�tour.
I�write�you�a�big�old�check. And�I�get�called�an�SOB?
Isn't�that�fine�thank-you and�"how�are�you"?
Neither�of�you�get�worked�up.
Have�you�told�him?
Richey,�it's-it's�just- it's�not�the�time.
When-when�is�the�right�time?
Why�are�you�all�talking around�me�like�I�ain't�here?
I�hate�that.
Tammy's�gonna�do�me a�great�honor.
Richey.
[Richey] We�thought�we'd�tell�you�first,
seeing�as�you've�been so�tenderhearted.
Hate�to�have�you�read about�it�in�the�press.
That�wouldn't�be�fair, now,�would�it,�Tammy,
to�have�George�here�read about�your�personal�business
in�the�papers�and�hear about�it�on�the�TV�and�such?
No...
Richey,�that�wouldn't�be�fair.
Oh,�mm-mm.
You�marrying�him?
Hmm?
[Tammy] He�does�stuff�for�me-
stuff�that�I-I�wouldn't�expect you�to�understand.
Well,�you�best�tell�me about�it�so�I�do�understand.
Well,�you�don't�get�to�know everything�about�me.
Well,�I�know�one�thing. I�know�you�love�me.
-We�sing�together. -Oh,�yeah?
What's�the�difference?
[Tammy]�It's�my�decision. I�need�your�support.
You're�just�breaking�stuff for�fun.
How's�that�feel?
Hmm?
How's�it�feel�to�have�someone just�rip�up�your�whole�world
and�not�give�you any�say�in�the�matter?
[Richey] All�right.
Let's�all�try to�be�grown-ups�here.
George,�Tammy's�got�a�solo�gig on�the�Coast�tomorrow.
And�she's�got�a�plane�to�catch straight�after�the�show.
[Tammy] You�do�30�minutes�if�you�can.
You�call�me�on, and�we'll�do�some�duets.
And�I'll�stay�on. I'll�close�out�the�show.
Good�news�is, you�get�out�early,
so�you�to�get�up to�whatever�you�get�up�to.
I'm�opening�for�her?
Tammy�is�the�attraction�here.
Yeah,�it�sure�seems�like�it.
Now,�the�race�is�on
And�here�comes�pride up�the�backstretch
Heartache's�going to�the�inside
My�tears�are�pulling�back
They're�trying�not�to�fall
My�heart's out�of�the�running
True�love's�scratched for�another's�sake
The�race�is�on, and�it�looks�like�heartaches
And�the�winner�loses�all
He�has�been�out�there for�two�hours.
[Richey] Tammy's�gonna�miss�her�plane.
-Here's�a�cig. -Thanks,�honey.
Mm.
[singers] � �One�day I�ventured�in�love
Never�once�suspecting�what the�final�results�would�be
How�I'd�live�in�fear of�waking�up�each�morning
And�finding�that you're�gone�from�me
There's�ache�and�pain in�my�heart...
Somebody�new�came�up to�win�her
And�I�came�out in�second�place
Now�the�race�is�on
And�here�comes�pride up�the�backstretch
Heartache's�going to�the�inside
-Cut�the�lights. -[person]�What?
-Now! -[scoffs]
My�heart�is out�of�the�running
True�love's�scratched for�another's�sake
The�race�is�on, and�it�looks�like�heartache
And�the�winner�loses�all
[cheers�and�applause]
[Jones] All�right,�how�about�it?
Looks�like�we�got a�little�bit�of�a-a�situation.
Hey,�Charlie,�did�you�forget to�pay�the�electric�bill?
Hey,�y'all-y'all can�still�hear�me,�right?
[cheers�and�applause]
I'm�George�Jones.
I�started�out�singing on�a�street�corner.
I�don't�need�no�spotlight to�sing.
Mm-mm.
This�next�song�is�a�new�one
written�by�my�soon-to-be husband-in-law,
George�Richey.
Kill�his�mic!
He's�written a�bunch�of�my�songs.
[person] Sound�man's�down�there.
-[Jones]�They're�all�true. -God!
He�had�a�front-row�seat to�a�lot�of�hard�times
that�me�and�Tammy�had.
And�I�guess�me�and�Tammy having�hard�times
was�real�good�for�his�wallet.
[cheers�and�applause]
It�seems�like�Nashville just�couldn't�keep
their�nose�out�of�it.
I�guess�our�heartache�was too�tempting
for�the�poets�to�leave�it�be.
[gentle�music�playing]
I've�heard�the�sound
Of�my�dear�old�mama
Crying
And�the�sound�of�the�train
That�took�me
Off�to�war
And�the�awful�sound
Of�a�thousand�bombs
Exploding
And�I�wondered if�I�could�take�it
Anymore
There�were�times when�they�almost
Drove�me�crazy
But�I�did�my�best
I�took�it�like�a�man
But�who�would�think in�my�lonely�room
I'd�hear�it?
The�one�sound�in�the�world
My�heart�can't�stand
-�To�hear�that�sound -[drum�pounds]
And�to�know it's�really�over
Through�tear-stained�eyes
I�watched�her�walk�away
[switch�clicks, feedback�screeching]
[audience�groans]
[shouting�and�booing]
And�of�earthquakes
Storms�and�guns�and�more
Lord, nothing�has�ever�hurt�me
More�than that�lonely�sound
The�closing�of...
...the�door
[cheers�and�applause]
Sorry�you�missed your�plane,�darlin'.
Go�to�hell,�George.
I'll�tell�the�devil you�sent�me.
[crowd�cheering�and�clamoring]
[insects�chirping]
What�you�doing,�Possum?
[truck�door�closes]
What�are�you�doing�on�the�hood of�your�car�in�my�driveway?
Where�were�you?
[Peanutt]�I've�been�at�church, George,�helping�out.
[Charlene] He's�been�out�there�all�night.
-Yeah,�what's�it�to�you? -All�right,�easy.
-Charlene,�go�inside�the�house. -[Charlene]�Mm-mm.
I'm�staying�right�here.
Nobody's�yelling at�me�on�my�own�land.
Go�inside�the�house.
-[Jones�groans] -[Peanutt]�Why�are�you�here?
You�want�to�talk? Why�are�you�here?
I'm�here�to�rip every�little�hair
out�of�your�head,�Little�Jesus.
You�ready?
Proverbs�says�that�wounds by�a�friend�are�to�be�trusted.
-[Jones]�Oh,�really? -Yes.
I'm�your�friend?
[Peanutt] Yes,�you�are�my�friend.
You're�touching�me.
-[Peanutt]�I�am. -Don't.
-[Peanutt]�I�am. -Hey,�hey,�hey,�hey.
[Peanutt]�Because�I'm�gonna pray�with�you�right�now,
right�here�outside.
-No,�I'm�not�doing�that. -[Peanutt]�Yes,�I�want�you�to-
Come�on,�just�kneel�down with�me
and�pray�with�me,�all�right? Just�let-
Hey. You�listen�to�me.
There�ain't�nothing�or�nobody
in�this�world�that's�true.
Jesus�Christ�is�true.
Please�just�come�down�and�pray.
[Jones] Hey!
Who's�going�to�save�you�now, Little�Jesus?
[Peanutt]�What,�you�gonna shoot�me,�George?
You�gonna�shoot�me?
Mm-hmm.
Well,�if�my�end is�your�beginning,
then�so�be�it,�George,
because�you�are�my�brother in�the�Lord.
-[gunshot] -[Charlene�screams]
[Jones] He�didn't�mean�to�do�that.
He�didn't�mean�to�do�that.
-[Peanutt�groans]�It's�okay. -[Charlene�crying]
[engine�turning�over]
dramatic�music
[Charlene�sobbing]
[Nan]�Richey's�got�this�place crawling�with�troopers.
[Jan] They're�looking�for�George.
Peanutt�put�out�a�warrant.
-You�don't�have�to�do�this. -[Tammy]�Yeah,�I�do.
Mm-mm. I've�seen�you�in�love.
This�isn't�it.
If�I�wasn't�sad,�there'd�be nothing�to�sing�about.
[Jan]�I�don't�like�you talking�like�that.
-Then�you�can�go. -[Nan]�Tammy.
[Tammy] You�too.
Just�go.�Come�on.
Just�give�me�some...
-[sighs] -[door�opens]
[Jan] You�girls�need�to�go�in�there
and�talk�some�sense into�your�mama.
She�don't�care�what�we�think.
Look�at�what�she's making�us�wear.
[gasps] Don't�you�girls�look�pretty.
Jan�says�Mama�said she�decided�she�doesn't�want
to�marry�you�today.
Did�you,�now?
[Jan] Mm-hmm.
You�don't�look at�her�that�way,�you�hear?
Ought�to�be�careful,
representing other�people's�feelings,�Jan.
Liable�to�cause some�unintended�hurt.
You're�a�motherfucker.
[knocks] Tammy?
-Mm. -[door�opens]
-Sugar?�Hey. -Oh,�I'm�not�feeling...
upbeat�twangy�music
tense�music
[cries�softly]
[camera�shutter�clicks]
[Richey]�Come�on,�hon. There�you�go.
A�tremendous�day�for this�most�joyous�occasion.
Tammy�Wynette,�you�have�brought
happiness�to�millions.
-Make�that�millions�plus�one. -[people]�Aww.
[Richey]�Thank�you for�making�me�happy.
You're�welcome.
Will�you�bless�us with�a�song?
-Tammy. -I'm�not�singing.
Come�on.
[Tammy]�Mm-mm,�I�don't�want to�sing�a�sad�song�today.
[Richey] It's�okay.
Here�you�go.
Okay.
Here�you�go.
Ooh,�you�got�it?
I�don't�want�to�sing a�sad�song.
-Okay,�sing�a�happy�one. -You�boys�don't�mind,�do�you?
No.
That's�Tammy�Wynette's band�now.
-Aren't�they�handsome? -[person]�They�are.
[Tammy] Yeah.
[scattered�applause]
Ohh.�Ooh.
[inhales�deeply]
Mm,�this�is�a�happy�day.
I�just�haven't�really�been myself�for�the�past�few�years.
Ever�since�I�can�remember, I've�had�pain...
operations to�try�and�make�it�stop.
The�only�thing in�the�whole�world...
...that�makes�me�feel�better is�this�man
standing�right�here�next�to�me.
You�make�my�pain go�away,�Daddy.
I�wish�my�daddy�were�here...
...to�see�how�everything turned�out.
Oh,�he�died�when�I�was�just�a-
Well,�he�didn't�get�to�see�me all�grown�up...
[sighs]
...and�happy.
-How�come�nobody's�dancing? -[chuckles]
Let's�hear�something�nice from,�uh,�The�Jones�Boys.
Yeah?
[Richey] Guys,�let's�go.
-One,�two,�three... -[Richey]�You�want�to�dance?
[gentle�music�playing]
Mm.
I'll�just�put�the- put�the�microphone�back.
[Tammy�laughing]
[glass�clatters]
Oh! [laughing]
-[Richey]�It's�all�right. -[continues�laughing]
[applause]
[indistinct�chatter]
[radio�chatter]
[engine�rumbling]
-[engine�revving] -[tires�squealing]
[sirens�wailing]
[Jones] Whoo-ooh!
Whoo!
[tires�squealing]
Oh,�yeah.
Ain't�nothing�perfect in�this�world.
Ain't�that�right,�Deedoodle?
[tires�squealing]
[imitates�duck�quacking]
[imitates�duck�quacking]
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