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hwpTake it on down to the house! Come on!
Hey, somebodys coming.
Company?
At a time like this?
Its Uncle Red!
Bubba!
Is he dead?
- Dead drunk.
- Bubba! What in the world!
Lets get him on up into the house.
Whit, you bring in his grip.
- Wheres his grip?
- He dont have one. Just this guitar.
These are all the clothes hes got?
Wheres he headed for
without any clothes?
Without even a toothbrush!
Nashville.
A letter fell out of his coat
while I was getting his clothes off.
I couldnt help but read
the first couple of lines.
It was from somebody asking him to come
and try out for the Grand Ole Opry.
The Grand Ole Opry?
But why didnt you say so sooner?
The letter, I really shouldnt have read it.
You shouldnt have, but as long as you did,
you might have let us read it, too.
My God almighty! The Grand Ole Opry!
If Mama was only alive today to see
whats become of her son now.
On second thought,
maybe its just as well.
Ruined.
All ruined.
Well, youve been wanting
to go out to California.
But we should have gone before now,
like I wanted to.
Now we dont have anything.
Every penny we had
was tied up in this crop.
Whit!
Howard!
Marjorie, come on!
We got lots of work to do.
Can I clean the car?
All right.
Hey! How the hell are you, Hoss?
Boy, put er there.
Youre shooting up like a weed!
Thanks a lot for fixing that car.
Any serious damage?
The oil pans leaking a little.
Is it serious? Can I make it to Nashville?
So long you dont let it run out of oil.
Its true, then?
Youre gonna sing at the Grand Ole Opry?
Im afraid its just an audition.
If that car gets me there in one piece.
It seems to have a mind of its own
some of the time.
I wish your daddy would buy some
ready-made cigarettes.
Get me my guitar.
Dust-cutter.
Real panther piss.
- Here, you want some?
- No.
- The alcohol will kill the germs.
- It aint that.
Its Mama. If she knew I took
a drink of whiskey, shed have a hissy.
Well, what she dont know wont hurt her.
If you feel like getting up,
come have some eggs and biscuits...
and well get this bed made up.
You, come on, now. Let him get dressed.
Hoss?
Thanks again and mums the word on this.
Of course.
Heres to us ducks,
because we dont give a quack.
If it dont rain, well walk.
Bubba! Dont drive so blamed fast.
We got plenty of time.
Bubba, be careful!
Whatre you trying to do, kill us all?
Cant you drive no better than that?
I aint exactly at my best
when I got a fire under my ass.
Youve been drinking, thats what it is.
Why dont you let somebody else drive?
I suppose you could drive better?
Im sure any of us could.
Even Whit could drive better than that.
- That true, Hoss?
- Probably.
You wanna try?
Sure. Papa sometimes lets me
drive the truck.
All right, slide on over.
Bubba, why dont you let Virgil drive?
Hoss claims he can drive as good as me...
by God, I believe he can.
Come on, just slide on in there.
Now, we just ease right on out.
Thats the way. Let the clutch out easy.
- Easy on the clutch.
- I know.
What do you say, folks?
Aint Hoss doing a hell of a job driving?
I put every penny we had into that crop.
Borrowed all I could.
Cant think of anyplace to steal it...
and Im not gonna beg. Aint in me to beg.
Theres a fellow over in Meeker...
who says he bought machinery and stock.
Hell give you a few cents on the dollar
for everything you got.
Maybe get $ .
That aint gonna get us out to California...
keep us in grub till we find a job.
Well, I could match you for the rest.
You? You aint...
I thought you said
you didnt have any money.
You kidding?
I got money miles up a bulls ass.
Of course, I gotta find that bull to get it.
I was thinking Id send it to you
when I got to Nashville.
- How you gonna get to Nashville?
- Tennessee.
I was born in Tennessee.
Cainsville, just north of Murfreesboro.
Came to Oklahoma when I was
riding an old mule...
- and made the Run into Cherokee Strip.
- How about some more coffee?
That was in September .
September th, to be exact.
- There was maybe...
- Whit, get on into bed.
I wanna hear Grandpa tell about the Run.
People in hell be wanting ice-water.
Now get into bed like the others.
Please, cant I stay and hear Grandpa
tell about the Run?
Did you hear what I said, boy?
Get into bed!
Uncle Red? Tomorrow,
could I play your guitar?
Now!
Looks like youre raising
a musician there, sis.
Maybe I should take him
to Nashville with me.
Thats if I can get enough money
to get there.
I could give you maybe $ .
Thats very nice, Mr. Wagoner,
but youll need it to get to California.
Aint going to California.
Too old for that. Ive been thinking.
- I wanna go home.
- Home?
Why, your home is with us, Grandpa.
I mean Tennessee.
Aint been back there for years.
Was born there,
and thats where I wanna die.
I can give you maybe $ .
Can you drive a car?
Never learned how...
and Im too old to start now.
Was always good with mules, though.
Rode one from Tennessee,
in fact, back in .
- That was...
- How about some more coffee?
Pa?
No, thanks.
Id better go to bed.
God damn it, either tune that
