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♪ soft country music ♪

-[George] Ms. Tammy Wynette. -Mm-hmm.

Will you make me an honest man?

Will you make me an honest woman?

You bet.

Look at how they look at them.

George and Tammy are every man who ever loved a woman

and every woman who ever loved a man.

[George] They’re gonna take it from us.

Take what, George?

Our fire.

Tennessee doesn’t recognize Mexican divorces.

So I’m still married to Don.

[George] No, honey, I’m your husband.

-The marriage isn’t valid. -I’ll fix it.

She left her husband for you, Jones.

[George] I’m gonna protect her, and no one’s gonna touch her.

She’s my queen.

[Don] I got a new song I wanna pitch to George

about a cheating wife who passed around

dirty pictures of herself.

[Tammy] I got nothing left to give you.

You got you.

Don’t tell George nothin’. He’ll kill Don.

♪ dramatic music ♪

♪♪♪♪♪

[Don] Now, George, what are you--

["Something to Brag About" playing]

♪♪♪♪♪

[laughter, chatter]

♪♪♪♪♪

[George] ♪ I’ve got a real important job ♪

♪ In a large office building ♪

♪ Riding people in an elevator ♪

♪ I drive a ’57 Chevrolet with busted taillights ♪

♪ Burnt out valves, and a leaky radiator ♪

♪ I wear a $20 suit I bought from JCPenney ♪

♪ Back in 1962 ♪

♪ But I’ve got something to brag about ♪

♪ Something to brag about ♪

♪ Something to brag about in you ♪

♪♪♪♪♪

♪ I’m a short-order cook ♪

♪ At an all-night café ♪

♪ Down on 18th Avenue and 12th Street ♪

-You know the one.

♪ I wear a swinging mini dress ♪

♪ That I made for myself ♪

♪ From mama’s kitchen curtains and old bed sheets ♪

♪ I’ve got 17 pages of Top Value stamps ♪

Too many.

[laughing] ♪ And one old pair of shoes ♪

♪ But I got something to brag about ♪

♪ Something to brag about ♪

♪ Something to brag about in you ♪

♪ When you’re with the fellas, I know... ♪

The best single record of the year, Tammy Wynette.

[Tammy] ♪ You start braggin’ ’bout my hourglass figure ♪

-♪ And my big brown eyes ♪ -Tell them.

♪ You tell your girlfriends ’bout my sweet, sweet lovin’ ♪

♪ That’s one pleasure that money can’t buy ♪

Female vocalist of the year, Tammy Wynette.

[applause]

[both] ♪ So let’s get married ♪

♪ In the not-too-distant future ♪

♪ We’ll rent a little flat on 29th Street ♪

Female vocalist of the year, Tammy Wynette.

[both] ♪ You know we’ll hang our washing ♪

♪ On the clothesline from the window ♪

♪ We’ll feast on cornbread, butter beans, and lunchmeat ♪

[announcer] And the Grammy goes to "Stand By Your Man,"

Tammy Wynette.

[both] ♪ A big long Cadillac ♪

♪ But we’ll have a love that’s true ♪

[George] Hey, Tammy, I want to ask you something.

[cheers and applause]

All right, what do you wanna ask me, George?

Well, I just wanted to ask you, do you love me?

Baby, you know I do.

♪ Well, I got something to brag about ♪

[Tammy] ♪ Yeah, I got something ♪

-♪ To brag about ♪ -Yeah.

[both] ♪ Something to brag about in you ♪

Not a good idea.

Why?

Hot almighty.

You’re having a--

♪ soft country music ♪

♪♪♪♪♪

[George snoring]

[Tammy] Jones, wake up.

[George] Hmm?

Baby’s coming.

[George gasps]

Okay, okay, okay, hold on.

Do you see the tie that goes with this avocado outfit?

We need to get to the hospital.

No, no, I got it all picked out.

I gotta look nice for the baby.

The baby doesn’t care what you’re wearing.

-My baby will! -[laughs]

[laughter]

[guitar strumming]

[Peanutt] Man, I’m hungry. Bring that chicken over here.

[George] Oh, goodness.

Hey, you like my shirt?

See, the avocado, that’s the color in the stripe.

It matches the tie, which complements the pants.

Oh, I see.

You could’ve made more of an effort.

-[nurse] Mr. Jones? -Yeah.

-Is it time? -No.

These people can’t be in here.

People? This is my family.

You got Jan and Nan.

They do Tammy’s hair, and they happen to be sisters.

So that’s family inside the family.

We could help you with your ends.

A little warm baby oil would do it.

That’s Mr. Peanutt Montgomery. He writes half my songs.

This is his lovely wife, Charlene.

Welcome.

[George] That there is Tammy’s secretary, Sheila,

and her husband, Richey.

Can’t have a baby without my home folks, you know.

Well, please do try and keep it down.

-[object clatters] -Oh, yeah.

Peanutt, you heard the lady.

-[laughter] -Sorry about that.

Oh, honey, you want some chicken?

[nurse] No, thank you.

[Tammy] Nobody asked me before they did that.

Why didn’t the doctor talk to me?

[nurse] Well, the doctor does what he thinks is best

in these situations.

Remember now, lots of rest.

Okay? And no heavy lifting.

A little bleeding is normal.

Now, anything excessive, be sure to call your doctor.

It’s been a real honor being a part of your special day.

Mm. Aren’t you the sweetest?

Just sorry things didn’t go smoother for you.

Will you hand me my baby, please?

[Richey] Look, why are you pacing, hon?

-Come on, sit down. -I just want her to be okay.

She’ll be okay.

Look at all the love she got ’round here.

[Sheila] Think I’ll go talk to her--

-Sit down. -[father] Your first?

No, no. Fourth the old-fashioned way.

I got a grown girl and two boys,

and I adopted Tammy’s three.

So that--we’re up to seven.

They call him "Possum," but he breeds like a bunny.

[laughter]

No, I’m off the stuff.

[father] You?

Yeah, me.

[Peanutt] Good for you, George.

Good for you.

Mm.

[sucks teeth]

Can I see the baby?

[doctor] There were complications.

Complications?

Considerable damage to the uterine wall.

We had to perform a hysterectomy.

[monitor beeping]

A what?

I’m gonna make your life perfect, little girl.

[George] Honey, honey, you all right?

Yeah, why I wouldn’t be?

-The doctor said that-- -[Tammy] None of that, baby.

Shh, shh.

Come on, meet your baby girl.

[whispering] Oh, yes.

Oh, yes.

Tamala Georgette Jones.

Hey, do you know you’re a miracle?

[laughs softly]

♪ sentimental music ♪

♪♪♪♪♪

We made this.

We made it.

♪♪♪♪♪

What’s that?

Oh, it’s just something I’m--

I’m making to put over the bed at home

on occasion of this all happening, you know?

Will you read it to me?

Oh.

-Don’t embarrass me now. -[gasps]

Look, Georgette wants her daddy to read to her.

♪♪♪♪♪

"This bedroom holds lots of old memories.

There are good ones and bad ones, I fear.

From now on...

...there will only be sweet memories...

...for my darling Tammy sleeps here."

♪♪♪♪♪

You better kiss me right now, you shy, shy man.

♪ mellow country music ♪

♪♪♪♪♪

[garage door clattering]

[engine rumbling]

♪♪♪♪♪

[chuckles]

All my life, I’ve been running.

And I know where I want to go,

but I always seem to end up going the other way.

And I know there’s nothing down that way.

I’ve been there too many times.

♪♪♪♪♪

It’s time I stay put, isn’t it?

♪♪♪♪♪

[doctor] The pain’s caused by a buildup of scar tissue.

Whoever did your hysterectomy should be shot.

Pain you’re in must be debilitating.

Hmm. Feels like I swallowed glass.

[doctor] Did the pills help?

For a time, but it just comes back

worse than it was before.

Slow down. The best thing for you is rest.

You need to take some time off.

[Tammy] So many people are relying on me--

friends and my family, and...

it’s hard to keep them happy when I’m feeling so rotten.

[clears throat]

-We’re playing Vegas next week. -Oh.

Didn’t realize Vegas took to country.

George and I are the first to headline.

But I don’t know if I can get through it.

I’ll up your dosage.

[Tammy] Thank you.

[doctor] But if this doesn’t work...

think about surgery.

[children laughing]

No, Vegas will not change me.

Uh-uh, I’ll always be a country girl.

Mm-hmm, well, Red Bay was the nearest city.

-Did you kill that raccoon? -[Tammy] Itawamba, Mississippi.

[George] How’d you kill it? Oh, you shot it?

With whose gun?

Billboard magazine.

Thank you so much. You take care now.

[Sheila] "Well, Vegas is just another city."

[laughs] You liar.

Oh, I am so excited, Sheil.

I just wish George was.

Hey, can you cancel

my 2 o’clock hair appointment with Jan?

It’s on Wednesday.

Yeah, I got a final fitting for Vegas at 3:00.

I can have Jan bring the hair to the fitting,

make it a one-stop thing.

That’s perfect.

[indistinct chatter]

[Sheila] Remind me of the new kids’ names.

[Tammy] Pretty young lady is Susan.

She’s from George’s first marriage.

-The boys are Bryan and Jeff. -His kids with Shirley?

[Tammy] George wanted them to meet

their new baby sister before we leave.

He surprised me with them last night.

[Sheila] That’s a lot.

[Tammy laughs]

You think, uh, you and Richey

can handle all that when we’re gone?

Course.

Play the slots for me.

Baby, I hit the jackpot with you.

Thank you.

[George and kids] ♪ His blessed face may be seen ♪

Nobody thought he’d stay dry this long.

I’ve never seen him happier.

You’re magic.

No, there’s no magic there.

It’s just, uh, he’s got a tell, see?

Whenever he’s fixing to pull a drunk,

he sucks on his teeth. [sucks teeth]

So when I see that,

well, I know he needs a distraction.

So I say, "Hey, Jones, mow the lawn."

"Come over here, give me a kiss."

[George and kids] ♪ Must not my heart ♪

♪ From Him ever sever ♪

Beautiful.

[George and kids] ♪ He is my all ♪

♪ There’s nothing between ♪

[Jeff’s voice breaks] ♪ Nothing between ♪

♪ My soul... ♪

[George] My cat sings better than you, boy.

You must be the mailman’s.

He’s teasing you. You don’t--you--

baby, baby, don’t listen to him.

He’s teasing you.

I’m not a singer. Is that okay?

Yeah, yeah, that’s okay.

My daddy, he used to come home so drunk.

He’d drag me out of bed and beat me

until I sang for him.

I’d be crying,

and he was crying for what he did to me,

but my singing...

made it better.

At least for him.

I’m sorry.

He tore up the house something awful.

And I decided I wasn’t gonna sing for him,

no matter how hard he cried.

♪ contemplative music ♪

I ran away.

Lived for a spell with my sister Helen

and her husband, Dub.

He was a cotton farmer.

And he got me to helping them pick the cotton.

And that summer, these grasshoppers came

and they started eating all the crops.

Dub said, "Glenn,

you’re gonna go out there and spread that poison."

And I had this cart

hooked up to a mule.

I started fooling around, and that mule bolted.

-No. -Yeah.

[laughs]

He was spilling the poison everywhere

and he was trampling over the crops

that hadn’t been eaten yet, and...

I just--

I couldn’t believe it.

This whole beautiful field was ruined because of me.

I panic.

I start running, ’cause I hear Dub hollering.

I figure he’s coming to whoop me.

And he caught up to me real quick.

And he comes right up to me.

And he hug--

hugged me.

And he said, "It’s okay, Glenn.

It’s okay."

I like that story.

[George] Hmm.

You make me feel like that.

♪♪♪♪♪

[George moans]

[Tammy laughing]

[George grunting]

All right.

Come here.

[both moaning]

-Yeah? -Yeah, don’t stop.

Okay.

[grunts in pain]

[George] Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hold on, honey. What’s wrong?

No, I’m okay. I’m just gonna--

[gasps] No, no, I just need a--

I’ll be right back.

-[water running] -I’ll be right out.

Honey, I’m sorry.

What’s going on?

-[Tammy panting] -[pill bottle rattles]

[Tammy] I’m sorry, baby. I’m sorry.

I didn’t want to worry you, but, uh,

the doctor says that there’s a problem.

[George] Problem?

I didn’t, um...

I didn’t take enough time off after Georgette was born

to heal, and I--

God damn it, this damn business is gonna kill us.

[laughing] Nothing’s gonna kill us.

Nothing’s gonna kill us, honey. Nothing.

Listen, if it doesn’t get better,

I can have surgery.

But that’s what got me in this mess in the first place.

Plus, we have all these commitments.

-And there’s no time. -[George] Hey.

Don’t worry about no commitments.

The doctor’s got me on medicine.

I’m already feeling better.

Look, look, I’m good.

Ah, sweet baby.

[laughs] Oh.

The idea of anybody cutting you up

is more than I can handle.

[Tammy] Mm.

[instruments warming up]

[Lou] Jones isn’t coming.

[xylophone note plays]

[sighs]

Tammy’s selling.

Duets are selling.

Jones’ solo stuff is flatlining.

Nothing I’ve tried’s working on him.

That is, when he actually shows up to the studio.

At least he’s happy.

Happy is the problem.

Musically speaking.

Fans prefer George drunk, singing, "I’m Sorry."

Happy at home doesn’t make hits.

You want to call it?

[engine rumbling]

It looks nice, George.

[George] Can you see the diamond pattern?

[Billy] I do not.

Step back and get a better overview, ’cause it’s there.

It is, yeah.

You owe the label money

for the musicians you stood up today.

And the studio time.

A pretty big bill you’re running up with your no-shows.

Yeah, it’s fine.

[Billy laughs] Just gonna let Tammy pay, huh?

"Stand By Your Man" paid for your lawn mower,

’cause George Jones hasn’t had a solo number one...

Since I started listening to you.

[Billy] Tammy’s a rocket, Jones.

See, you’re just along for the ride.

That’s money left on the table.

Well, the way I see it, I’ve been shitting green

for you people my whole damn life,

so, you know...

I might have other priorities.

You’re taking the momentum for granted.

And you and I both know, in this business,

there’s always someone in your rearview mirror

nipping at your tires.

Keep your foot on the gas.

[George exhales]

Your feet are messing up my diamond.

[engine turns over]

♪ mellow country music ♪

♪♪♪♪♪

[baby fussing]

[Sheila shushing]

Oh, that’s so pretty.

[baby fusses]

[soft guitar music]

♪♪♪♪♪

[Nan] Oh, look. It’s real high.

-[Jan] We could tease it there. -[Nan] I know.

Well, it’s always good to have a nice base.

-[baby fussing] -[shushing]

-[indistinct chatter] -[sucks teeth]

[Nan] Well, yeah. I know.

Sugar, what’s-- what’s wrong, baby?

The fabric in this blazer don’t match the trousers.

-[tailor] It’s the same, sir. -What?

I think you look very handsome.

[seamstress] Everything to your liking, Miss Wynette?

Oh, it’s perfect.

Really. Everything’s perfect.

Right, honey?

You can’t pull a fast one on me, son.

This jacket’s silk.

The trousers are polyester.

One’s natural. The other isn’t.

[Peanutt] The Possum knows his fabrics, now.

You can’t play Vegas if your fabrics don’t match.

[George] That’s right. Thank you, Peanutt.

Hell, everybody knows that, George.

See? You need to get your facts straight.

And don’t think I didn’t notice

that this lapel is silk, but the binding’s polyester.

-Honey... -[tailor] The binding is--

[George] Oh, look at this!

He don’t even know what binding is.

Let me tell you what binding is.

You know what kind of tailor you are?

You’re the kind of tailor that thinks

you can mix unnatural fabrics with the natural!

Son of a bitch. All right, all right.

How can a man with hair like that be a tailor?

I gotta get into my coat.

[Tammy] There’s no need to be nervous.

I don’t want to go. They’re gonna laugh at us.

[Tammy] They’re not gonna laugh at us.

$750,000 advance would be a very expensive joke

for them to play.

They can put us in front of an orchestra,

but at the end of the day, they’re still just gonna think

we’re a couple of hillbillies.

That’s just your pride talking.

-Baby. -I look like a damn éclair.

I’m not wearing these clothes.

Then you don’t have to wear ’em.

-Okay? -[George] All right.

Okay, we’ll get you something you like.

-All right. -All right.

You hang on me, and I’ll hang on to you.

[George chuckles]

There you go.

We’ll get through this together.

We just got to hold on.

-That’s right. -[George] Mm-hmm.

[Tammy] You big baby.

-[George laughs] -Hold on.

[Hank Williams’ "Lovesick Blues" playing]

♪♪♪♪♪

[George] Now...

this is me.

Positively a work of art, Manny.

[Peanutt] Damn, Jones, you got more rhinestones on

-than Liberace. -[George] Hey, don’t laugh.

-Wait till you see the jacket. -[George] Oh, yeah.

Now, we got a plane to catch, now, Manuel.

You can’t rush an artist.

[Manuel] I love Las Vegas.

Dean Martin, Sammy Davis, all the really big stars.

[George] Mm.

You think Ol’ Blue Eyes will be in the audience?

-He could be there. -Really?

[Peanutt] Old cocky son of a bitch.

Manny, this is, uh, real nice.

I just--

...this is looking a little flappy, you know?

I need a nice streak.

You know what I mean?

I’ll go get the Black.

Okay.

Yeah, it’s not--

this is a little flappy here.

Hey.

You look great, George.

[George] Hmm.

They’re gonna laugh.

Screw ’em if they do.

♪ tense music ♪

-Hey, Manuel? -[Manuel] Yes?

[Peanutt] You mind if I hit the head before we take off?

I don’t want to stink up the Landmark.

-Pssh. -[Manuel] Be my guest.

[George chuckles]

♪♪♪♪♪

[cork pops]

[liquid pouring]

♪♪♪♪♪

[sucks teeth]

Hey, you’re George Jones.

Unfortunately.

Well, get in.

Thank you.

[whispering] Shit.

♪♪♪♪♪

[children shouting]

Oh, my.

We gotta get going.

Where’s George?

What you mean? He ain’t here?

No, Peanutt, he’s not here.

You were supposed to go get the suit, come straight back.

Did you drink with him?

Uh, no. No.

Scout’s honor.

-That’s a peace sign. -[Jan] Come on, let’s go.

[Sheila] Honey, you’re gonna miss your plane.

[Tammy] Can you call Paul?

Get George on the next flight out and--

yeah, I’ll just--

I’ll go, make nice with the promoter.

Sugar, you all right?

Yeah. I don’t know.

I don’t know.

All right, Richey,

you take George’s ticket, you go with Tammy,

you take care of whatever she needs.

We got ya, Tammy.

Thank you.

-It’s all good. -[Richey] Come on.

You’re good.

♪ Gram Parsons’ "Ooh Las Vegas" ♪

♪♪♪♪♪

♪ Ooh ♪

-[Nan] Wow. -♪ Las Vegas ♪

[chuckles]

Oh, my God. Mmm-mmm-mmm.

[Richey laughing] Wow.

[Nan] Yeah.

Well, that free buffet is a mile long,

but I am gonna eat me 4 pounds of shrimp.

[Jan] We’re in the middle of the desert.

[Tammy] What number do you use to dial out?

-[indistinct chatter] -[Richey] Probably a nine.

[Jan] If you want to get sick, be my guest.

But I’m only eating shrimp

that comes fresh out of the crick.

No, it’s not nine.

[Nan] There’s a casino called the Mirage.

-[plays piano note] -And mirage means water.

[Richey] Who you trying to call?

Home. I’m trying to...

just make sure if Jones--

[Joe] If you’ll excuse the intrusion.

Miss Wynette.

-Oh. -Thank you.

Joe Delvecchio, entertainment director.

Well, it’s such a pleasure to meet you.

[Joe] Oh, the pleasure’s all mine.

Oh, I was hoping to welcome you properly,

but you seemed to get past me at check-in.

-Ah. -[Jan] You got big arms.

You Italian?

[Tammy laughs]

Where’s George Jones?

Oh, well, he came down with a little stomach bug,

but don’t you worry.

We’re filling him up to his eyeballs with Pepto,

and we’re getting him on the next plane.

So he didn’t get on the plane?

It’s a very quick flight.

[Joe] Uh-huh.

Jan, can you get Tammy ready for the press conference

while I talk particulars with Joe?

All right, that’s a good idea.

-Can I-- -[Tammy] Nice to see you.

So you’re telling me we’re getting half--

not even half of what we paid for.

Tammy Wynette is the biggest country--

Listen to me, you backwards bumblefuck.

We’re sold out.

So you let George Jones’ wife know,

she better deliver because she’s personally

on the hook for our losses.

♪ tense music ♪

♪♪♪♪♪

[door slams]

Richey said to get you ready.

And that’s what we’re gonna do.

Okay.

♪♪♪♪♪

[indistinct chatter]

-[Richey] We know where he is. -[Tammy] Oh, where?

-He went home. -Well, I called home, Richey.

-No. -[Jan] She called home

-14 times. -Home-home. Texas.

[Tammy] Richey, I can’t go out there alone.

[man] Wake up. Come on. Get up.

-[taser buzzes] -[George groans]

[man] Come on, get on that plane, Jones.

-[taser buzzes] -[George yells]

[Nan] Just take good deep breaths, okay?

-Good deep breaths. -[Jan] Stop telling her

to breathe. She is already breathing.

After this is all over, we’re gonna smoke a joint

and eat a lot of shrimp.

-Okay, sugar? -[Tammy] Mm-hmm.

[Jan] So just keep your mind on that.

♪ tense dissonant music ♪

[techie] Ms. Wynette.

[bass tuning]

[announcer] Ladies and gentlemen,

the Landmark Hotel and Casino

is proud to present the Las Vegas debut

of the First Lady of Country Music,

Ms. Tammy Wynette.

-[upbeat country music] -[applause]

♪♪♪♪♪

You ever meet a first lady with no president?

♪ I’ve never seen the inside of a barroom ♪

♪ Or listened to a jukebox all night long ♪

♪ But I see these are the things ♪

♪ That bring you pleasure ♪

♪ So I’m gonna make some changes in our home ♪

♪ Well, I heard it said ♪

♪ If you can’t beat ’em, join ’em ♪

Where’s George?

♪ That’s the way he wanted me to... ♪

♪♪♪♪♪

[music stops]

-[fan] George ain’t showing. -[audience murmuring]

George don’t even know where George is.

[laughter]

Clearly, you’re good people.

And you good people paid too much money for me

not to be real with y’all, so...

I know I owe you that.

[sighs]

You came here to see George and Tammy.

But you only got Tammy.

Well, I’m gonna give you my best.

I hope you like it.

[somber country music playing]

So I’m gonna sing this song.

I suppose you can guess who it’s about.

♪♪♪♪♪

♪ Sometimes it’s hard ♪

♪ To be a woman ♪

♪♪♪♪♪

♪ Giving all your love ♪

♪ To just one man ♪

♪♪♪♪♪

♪ You’ll have bad times ♪

♪ And he’ll have good times ♪

♪ Doing things that you don’t understand ♪

♪♪♪♪♪

♪ But if you love him ♪

♪ You’ll forgive him ♪

♪♪♪♪♪

♪ Even though he’s hard ♪

♪ To understand ♪

♪♪♪♪♪

♪ And if you love him ♪

♪ Oh, be proud of him ♪

♪ ’Cause after all ♪

♪ He’s just a man ♪

♪♪♪♪♪

♪ Stand by your man ♪

♪ Give him two arms to cling to ♪

♪ And something warm to come to ♪

♪ When nights are cold and lonely ♪

♪ Stand by your man ♪

♪ And show the world you love him ♪

♪ Keep giving all ♪

♪ The love you can ♪

-How you doing tonight? Good? -Real good.

♪ Stand by your man ♪

Now, I know you know the lyrics.

Let’s sing this song together, okay?

[all] ♪ Stand by your man ♪

♪ And show the world you love him ♪

♪ Keep giving all ♪

♪ The love you can ♪

♪♪♪♪♪

♪ Stand by ♪

♪ Your man ♪

[cheers and applause]

Thank you.

Thank you.

[cheers and applause]

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Oh, it’s so good to see y’all.

You sound beautiful.

I just love singing with y’all.

Let’s have some fun now!

Come on.

[Peanutt] One, two, three, four.

[TV static drones]

[knocking on door]

Tammy?

Is he back?

[gasps]

Just let me get a coat.

[Richey] Okay.

[slot machines clanking]

[crowd chattering]

[dealer] Winner, 22!

[George] 22.

I got a nine, a queen, and a king.

-How are you gonna beat that? -10 plus 10 plus 9 is 29.

Yeah? So what? You calling me stupid?

[dealer] You wouldn’t be the first musician

who can’t count past four.

You snobby son of a bitch!

I ought to whoop your ass!

♪ tense music ♪

Let go of me!

-[person] You, come with me. -[clattering]

[George grunting]

My name’s on the damn sign outside!

I’m headlining this goddamn city!

-[handcuffs jangle] -Get--get off.

[Richey] They got him in a room downstairs drying out.

[Tammy sniffles] Thank you for being here.

Your friendship means the world to Sheila and I.

We’ll always be here for ya.

[Tammy] Mm-hmm.

Uh, in my bathroom in the pink bag,

there’s two pill bottles.

Can I have two of the blue pills

and then three of the green ones?

-[Richey] Yeah. -Thanks. [sniffles]

[Richey] That was three green ones, yeah?

[Tammy] Yeah. Thanks.

[Richey] There you go.

[Richey sighs]

They loved you tonight.

They loved me because I sang about him.

-Good night. -Night.

[Tammy] Hey, um...

...can you stay and watch me sleep?

Yeah. Of course, hon.

[TV static droning]

[coughs]

Mm. Leave ’em.

The lights are putting on a show just for me.

Isn’t that nice of them?

Yeah.

[door bangs open]

-[officer] Hey. -[George] Huh?

Think you can behave yourself now?

Let’s go.

[water running]

You like your flowers?

None of these are from you.

-They sure are. -[Tammy] Mm-mm.

Those are from the Nevada State senator.

Those are from the label.

Those right there are from Mr. Sammy Davis Jr.

That man’s a talent.

Mm-hmm. Wait a minute.

One of these are from me.

Which one, huh?

-Which one? -The roses.

-[Tammy] The roses? -[George] Mm-hmm.

All right, these?

-Yeah. -[Tammy] Yeah.

The roses.

"Simply smashing. Your fan, Burt Reynolds."

[George] Hmm.

You gotta do my hair first.

You do your own hair, you son of a bitch.

[George] I told you I didn’t want to come.

[Tammy] You promised me.

But you knew I didn’t want to--

Are you listening to yourself?

I got seven kids at home counting on me.

I don’t need an eighth.

I couldn’t face it, standing out there

in some dumb monkey suit.

I got you the suit you wanted.

You’re wearing it. I got it for you.

And look at you now,

rolling in here looking like hell.

This thing that’s just ours,

it shouldn’t be for everybody else.

When you’re standing up there

with everybody’s eyes crawling all over you,

don’t you feel it

just eating away at everything that’s true?

[Tammy] Mm-mm.

No.

All I felt was alone.

You talk about how all those people out there are dangerous

and how all those people out there,

they’re trying to cut us into pieces.

And if you believe that, and I know you do,

you leaving the way that--

that you did...

...you fed me to them.

I just needed off the ride...

for a minute.

You can’t bear happiness.

[George exhales, scoffs]

Nobody wants me happy.

I do.

You look like hell.

If you want me to go out there with you,

I’m gonna need a few nips, okay?

I understand.

I ruined my suit.

We’ll figure it out.

[knocking on door]

Who is it?

[Peanutt] It’s, uh--it’s Peanutt.

I got something I wanna play for y’all.

No, it’s not a good time.

[Tammy] I’ll be right there.

-[Peanutt] Hey. -[Tammy] Hey.

I ain’t disturbing anything, am I?

[Tammy] No.

[George] Oh, we’re just fighting.

Yeah?

Well, if you fighting, it means you still talking.

It’s a little rough, but...

I think you’ll get the-- the idea.

[guitar strumming]

Um...

♪♪♪♪♪

Something you said back home, George, really inspired me.

[George] Okay.

[mellow guitar music]

♪♪♪♪♪

♪ We’re gonna hold on ♪

♪♪♪♪♪

♪ We’re gonna hold on ♪

♪♪♪♪♪

♪ We’re gonna hold on ♪

♪ To each other ♪

♪ Life can be rough ♪

♪ Sometimes it’s kind ♪

♪ A real good life ♪

♪ Is hard to find ♪

♪ But the best love ♪

♪ Is the one we’ve known ♪

♪ And the faith we have between us ♪

♪ Makes it grow ♪

♪ Some love lives ♪

♪ And some love don’t ♪

♪ But we’ve got the kind ♪

♪ Of love we want ♪

♪ It brings us happiness ♪

♪ All through the day ♪

♪♪♪♪♪

♪ And nothing can ever make it go away ♪

♪♪♪♪♪

[both] ♪ We’re gonna hold on ♪

[full band playing]

♪ We’re gonna hold on ♪

♪♪♪♪♪

♪ We’re gonna hold on ♪

♪ To each other ♪

♪♪♪♪♪

♪ Time will tell ♪

♪ If we’re right or wrong ♪

♪♪♪♪♪

♪ We know we’re right ♪

♪ By holding on ♪

♪♪♪♪♪

♪ And the future is set ♪

♪ For you and me ♪

♪♪♪♪♪

♪ Filled with love ♪

♪ The way we both want it to be ♪

♪♪♪♪♪

♪ We’re gonna hold on ♪

♪♪♪♪♪

♪ We’re gonna hold on ♪

♪♪♪♪♪

♪ We’re gonna hold on ♪

♪ To each other ♪

♪♪♪♪♪

♪ We’re gonna hold on ♪

♪♪♪♪♪

♪ We’re gonna hold on ♪

♪♪♪♪♪

I brought you something from home.

[both] ♪ Hold on ♪

♪ To each other ♪

♪♪♪♪♪

♪ soft country music ♪

♪♪♪♪♪

♪ MTV ♪