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[ STATIC ] [ BLUES MUSIC PLAYS ]

[ SINGING INDISTINCTLY ] ♪ SOMETIMES I WISH

♪ THE SUN WOULD EXPLODE ♪ WELL, WHEN JESUS

♪ GONNA TAKE ME ♪ TO HIS KINGDOM

♪ JESUS GONNA TAKE ME ♪ I'LL TAKE ALL YOU SONS OF

BITCHES WHEN I GO ♪ Rusty: MY TURN.

Early: HELL NO.

Rusty: MAN, LET ME DRIVE THAT THING!

Early: DO NOT TOUCH THE TRIM!

Lil: [ GULPING ] GO ON. GET IT IN THE CLEAVAGE.

Granny: NOW, DON'T BE DRINKIN' TOO MUCH TONIGHT, LIL.

'MEMBER LAST TIME, YOU THOUGHT YOU WAS SEDUCIN' THE BASS

PLAYER, AND YOU WAS HUMPIN' THE ROADIE.

Lil: HE HAD A GUITAR!

Granny: HIS WALLET'S ON A CHAIN!

HE'S A ROADIE!

YOU ALWAYS GOTTA CHECK THE FINGERS FOR CALLUSES.

WHAT THE HELL DID I TEACH YOU?!

Early: WELL, HELL, YOU'RE GONNA BE FACEDOWN IN YOUR OWN

SICK.

WHO GIVES A DAMN WHO YOU MAKIN' LOVE TO?

Lil: YOU'RE JUST JEALOUS 'CAUSE I'M ON THE LIST.

PLUS TWO!

[ Laughing ] BOOMBADA-BOOMBADA.

Granny: LIL, PLEASE.

YOU KEEP SHAKIN' 'EM LIKE THAT, THEY GONNA SNAP OFF AGAIN.

Lil: GONNA GET SIDEWAYS TONIGHT!

WHOO-WEE!

Early: DON'T YOU GET TOO DAMN TORE UP, NOW.

YOU GOT METH TO COOK IN THE MORNIN'.

[ ROCK MUSIC PLAYS ] SORRY, MS. CUYLER.

I'M NOT SUPPOSED TO LET YOU IN.

Lil: SURE YOU DON'T WANNA CHECK THE LIST AGAIN?

[ LAUGHS SEDUCTIVELY ] YOU'RE ON THE LIST.

YEAH, YOU'RE IN THERE.

OH, YEAH.

ONE MIND ERASER.

THAT'S 3 BUCKS.

Lil: NOT FOR ME.

OHHH...YEAH.

Lil: COME ON!

PLAY SOME DAMN BUFFETT!

SORRY, LADY.

WE DON'T TAKE REQUESTS.

I THINK WE COULD DO "CHEESEBURGER IN PARADISE."

PLEASE, DON'T TALK TO ME.

I CAN'T FOCUS.

HERE'S ANOTHER MIND ERASER.

OHHH...YEAH.

Lil: HEY, HOT STUFF.

[ WHEEZES ] I'M MARRIED.

Lil: OH, COME ON.

YOUR WIFE AIN'T HERE.

ACTUALLY, SHE IS.

CLOSER TO THE WINDOW, PLEASE, HONEY.

OH, YEAH.

ANOTHER MIND ERASER?

Lil: [ VOMITS ] WELL...I'LL SEE YOU AT THE

CAR, I GUESS. NO PRESSURE.

Lil: [ GROANS ] HEY, YOU'RE ON THE ROAD TO

RUIN WITH ALL THIS DRINKIN' AND DRUGGIN' THAT YOU'RE DOIN'.

YOU NEED TO MAKE A CHANGE BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE.

ON THE OTHER HAND, I'M IN NO POSITION TO JUDGE.

BUT YOU'RE DOIN' A FABULOUS JOB RIGHT NOW.

[ FLIES BUZZING ] Lil: [ GROANS ]

Sheriff: LIL? HONEY?

UH, DO YOU HAVE A RIDE HOME?

Lil: THAT DEPENDS.

YOU GOT A PENIS?

Early: YEAH, BABY!

ANOTHER DAY, ANOTHER DOLLAR.

MONEY SWEET MAKES ME HOLL-- WHA-- WHERE THE HELL IS SHE?!

Granny: AW, SHE PROBABLY MET HER A SPECIAL SOMEONE LAST

NIGHT, THEN HAD SEX WITH HIM FOR DRUG MONEY.

OH, TO BE 55 AGAIN.

Early: [ SMACKS LIPS ] LAST NIGHT'S VOMIT!

I KNEW SHE SHOULDN'T HAVE PARTIED ON A COOK NIGHT!

Lil: [ SNORING ] Sheriff: [ SIGHS ]

WAKE UP, LIL.

RISE AND SHINE.

Lil: [ COUGHS ] DID WE DO IT? WHAT HAPPENED?

Sheriff: YOU WERE AS HIGH AS COTTON IN JUNE LAST NIGHT,

GIRLFRIEND.

Lil: YEAH, WELL, THANKS FOR WATCHIN' MY BACK -- WAS REAL

NICE.

BUT I GOT SOMEWHERE I GOTS TO BE.

[ COUGHS ] Sheriff: YEAH, YOU DO, UH,

ACTUALLY.

YOU GOT A COURT DATE IN ABOUT 20 MINUTES.

Lil: WHAT?

Sheriff: YOU'RE GONNA WANT TO LOOK PRESENTABLE FOR THE JUDGE,

TOO, SO HERE'S YOUR WIG AND YOUR TEETH AND YOUR, UH...

FRISBEE THING.

Lil: THAT'S MY DIAPHRAGM.

I TOLD YOU IT WAS TOO SLIPPERY TO BE A FRISBEE!

Sheriff: DENNY, PASS ME THAT SOAP.

UGH! I CAUGHT IT WITH MY MOUTH!

[ GAVEL BANGS ] SOLICITATION OF PROSTITUTION,

PETTY THEFT, FELONY POSSESSION OF NARCOTICS AND DRUG

PARAPHERNALIA.

YOU'RE LOOKING AT SOME SERIOUS JAIL TIME, HERE.

Lil: PERMISSION TO APPROACH THE BENCH?

N-NO. NO. NO, NO, NO. NO.

NOW, I-I'VE GOTTEN IN ENOUGH TROUBLE WITH MY PENIS PUMP IN

THIS COURT.

YOU'RE GOING INTO DRUG REHABILITATION.

THE SHERIFF HAS VOUCHED FOR YOU, AND YOU'LL BE A WARD OF THE

STATE UNDER HIS SUPERVISION.

Sheriff: COME ON.

LET'S GET YOU SETTLED IN AT MY PLACE, ALL RIGHT?

HOPE YOU LIKE CATS.

'CAUSE I SURE LIKE TO TALK ABOUT 'EM.

Early: AW, HELL!

WE AIN'T GOT NO DAMN INVENTORY!

THIS IS OUR BIG DAY FOR WALK-INS!

Granny: WE GOT US SOME CUSTOMERS, EARLY.

DO SOMETHIN'!

Early: WHERE THE HELL'S IT GO?

WHICH END DOES IT COME OUT OF?

J-JUST PUT IT IN THE DAMN VIAL!

PUT IT IN THE VIAL!

Rusty: DADDY, THAT'S MY ROCK CANDY FROM RUBY FALLS.

Early: IT'S PRODUCT NOW.

Rusty: AW, MAN!

THERE'S MORE COMIN'!

WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO?

Granny: TAKE THE LAWN MOWER TO RUBY FALLS AND GET SOME MORE

ROCK CANDY.

Rusty: WOULDN'T IT BE EASIER JUST FOR ME TO GO OUT AND FIND

AUNT LIL?

Early: I HOPE YOU FIND HER DAMN ASS CHOKED-OUT DEAD IN A

DITCH FOR HER NOT TO BE HERE ON TIME!

[ DOOR CLOSES ] WELL, HEY, THERE, LIL!

Granny: OH, WE MISSED YOU SO MUCH.

Early: WE WAS JUST TALKIN' ABOUT YOU.

Granny: GET BACK IN THERE AND RUN THAT LAB.

Sheriff: Y'ALL BACK AWAY FROM YOUR SISTER.

Early: THIS WON'T NONE OF YOUR CONCERN, SHERIFF.

THIS HERE IS A PRIVATE FAMILY MATTER, AND THIS HERE IS A

PRIVATE FAMILY METH LAB.

Sheriff: YEAH, YEAH, I SAW THE SIGN.

Granny: WE REALLY OUGHTA CHANGE THAT OUT.

Sheriff: GO AHEAD AND TELL 'EM, LIL.

IT'S OKAY.

Lil: [ EXHALES ] WELL...I'M DONE WITH METH.

I GUESS.

Early: [ LAUGHS ] LISTEN TO HER A-JOKIN'.

AIN'T SHE IN A GOOD MOOD?

YEAH! WE ALL TOGETHER AGAIN!

Lil: NO. THIS IS IT.

I WASTED TOO MUCH OF MY LIFE MAKIN' AND SNORTIN' AND SELLIN'

DRUGS AND MESSIN' UP MY BRAIN, AND FOR WHAT?

Early: MONEY, RIGHT?

NO?

WHY NOT?

Granny: OH, LIL, I'M SO PROUD OF YA -- FINALLY PUTTIN' THOSE

UGLY DEMONS TO REST.

BUT THAT DON'T MEAN YOU CAN'T STILL COOK FOR OTHER PEOPLE'S

DEMONS, RIGHT?

THEY'RE STILL HUNGRY, RIGHT?

Lil: I'M PACKIN' UP MY STUFF AND I'M MOVIN' OUT.

AND MAYBE JUST...TAKE ONE MORE LITTLE HIT FOR THE ROAD.

Sheriff: NO. NO. LIL.

CLEAN BREAK, COLD TURKEY.

Early: YOU CAN'T TAKE HER!

THIS HERE IS A RIGHT-TO-WORK STATE!

SHE'S GOT THE RIGHT TO WORK FOR ME!

WHO'S GONNA PAY FOR ALL THEM SHOTGUN SHELLS I DONE SHOOT UP

IN THE AIR?

JUST HOW AM I GONNA BUY MORE OF THESE HATS WITH THE SAYIN's?

Granny: WELL, THERE GO THE EXPANSION PLANS.

ALABAMA FRANCHISE, MY ASS!

I HAVEN'T SHOT ONE CLANDESTINE PHOTO UP A SKIRT IN

OVER NINE DAYS.

[ APPLAUSE ] Sheriff: IT'S EASY.

HERE -- I'LL SHOW YOU.

[ CLEARS THROAT ] THANK YOU, RANDY.

BUT YOU STILL HAVE A CAMERA ON YOUR SHOE, THOUGH, DON'T YOU?

BUT IT'S NOT ON, AND THAT'S HALF THE BATTLE.

[ LIGHT APPLAUSE ] Lil: [ COUGHS ]

Sheriff: UH, I'D LIKE TO SHARE SOMETHIN' WITH THE GROUP,

PLEASE. ANYBODY ELSE?

Sheriff: H-HELLO?

ANYONE?

Sheriff: [ CLEARS THROAT ] BESIDES THE SHERIFF?

Sheriff: I-I'VE GOT SOMETHIN' NEW.

SURE. GO AHEAD.

HOG THE TIME LIKE YOU USUALLY DO.

Sheriff: UH, HOWDY, Y'ALL.

BOYD.

Y'ALL PROBABLY KNOW ME.

I'M THE SHERIFF OF THE COUNTY.

SURE, I LOOK INVINCIBLE TO YA, BUT EVEN I HAVE A WEAKNESS.

REALLY MORE OF A DIETARY PREFERENCE.

Sheriff: I-I'M NOT EVEN SURE I CAN SAY THIS OUT LOUD.

[ SNIFFLES ] I...

I'M...

YOU'RE A CHOCOHOLIC.

Sheriff: I'M A CHOCOHOLIC.

[ Voice breaking ] THERE, I'VE SAID IT -- A CHOCOHOLIC.

OKAY, HERE COMES THE APRON.

OH, LORD!

GIVE ME YOUR EVERLASTING PATIENCE.

Sheriff: I-I JUST NEED TO OWN THIS.

Lil: [ LAUGHS ] FATTY'S GOT A SWEET TOOTH.

[ LAUGHS ] WHOA!

HEY, IS THAT LIL CUYLER OVER THERE?

[ LAUGHS ] GOOD LORD, JESUS.

WHERE WOULD YOU EVEN BEGIN?

Lil: OH, COME ON.

THERE AIN'T NOTHIN' TO TELL.

I AIN'T GOT NO PROBLEM.

I WAKE UP, WAKE-AND-BAKE TO TAKE THE EDGE OFF, THEN I POP A

COUPLE OF JUMPERS TO GET MY EDGE BACK, THEN A COUPLE OF PEPPERS

TO ROUND IT ALL OFF, AND THEN I BAKE AGAIN TO BRING IT BACK DOWN

AND JUST KEEP DOIN' THAT.

I GOT A BUSINESS TO RUN.

I CAN'T BE -- [ SNORING ]

[ LAUGHS ] HEY, LIL?

[ LAUGHS ] UP HERE, SWEETIE.

Lil: HUH?! WHAT? THERE YOU GO.

Lil: DID WE JUST DO IT?

YOU CAN'T CONQUER THIS ALONE.

AND I'LL HELP YOU STAND PROUD ON YOUR OWN TWO FEET.

WIDER.

WIDER.

GET 'EM OUT A LITTLE WIDER SO YOU CAN BE MORE PROUDER.

IS THE CAMERA ON NOW, RANDY?

[ CAMERA CLICKING ] THE TECHNOLOGY JUST MAKES IT

TOO EASY.

Lil: I APPRECIATE Y'ALL TRYIN' TO SUPPORT ME.

REALLY, I DO.

BUT I-I GOT SUPPORT FROM MY PEOPLE BACK HOME.

Sheriff: YOUR PEOPLE?

LIKE YOUR BROTHER?

HOW MANY TIMES HAS EARLY RIPPED OUT YOUR FILLINGS WHILE YOU WAS

PASSED OUT?

Lil: HE'S JUST A PRANKSTER.

Sheriff: REMEMBER WHEN YOU WOKE UP AND THEY HAD A LAMP AND

A DOILY LAID OUT ON YOUR BACK?

Lil: [ Voice breaking ] YES, I DO.

Sheriff: HE MADE YOU INTO HIS NIGHTSTAND, LIL.

AND YOU CALL THAT LOVE?

Early: YOU'RE DAMN RIGHT I DO!

A FAMILY SERVES EACH OTHER'S NEEDS, AND I NEEDED SOMEPLACE TO

SET MY BEER.

Sheriff: EARLY, LIL'S ON THE STRAIGHT AND NARROW NOW, AND SHE

DON'T NEED YOU TEMPTIN' HER WITH --

Early: MMM.

Sheriff: WHAT IS THAT?

Early: MMM-MMM-MMM!

HOMEMADE MARSHMALLER FUDGE.

Sheriff: T-TENNESSEE MOUNTAIN FUDGE?

Early: YEAH, THEY GIVIN' OUT FREE SAMPLES OVER AT

DOC CHOCOLATES IN GATLINBURG.

Sheriff: YOU KNOW, MAYBE I OUGHTA GET ON UP THERE AND MAKE

SURE THEY'RE UP TO CODE IN GATLINBURG.

Early: COME ON, LIL.

WE GOIN' HOME.

I'M GONNA DRINK ME A BEER, AND I NEED ME A PLACE TO SET IT.

Lil: I TOLD YOU, EARLY, I AM STAYIN' HERE AND I'M GETTIN'

CLEAN.

Early: COME ON, NOW, DARLIN'.

I MISS THE OLD LIL -- THAT FUN LITTLE GAL WHO COOKED AND SOLD

ALL THE METH AND GAVE ME ALL THE MONEY, THEN LAID FACEDOWN IN HER

OWN FILTH AND RARELY SPOKE A WORD TO ME.

THEM THAR WAS THE GOOD TIMES.

Lil: THAT LIL IS GONE -- FOREVER.

Early: WELL, IF SHE EVER CHANGES HER MIND, I'M JUST GONNA

LEAVE THIS AS A LITTLE GIFT FOR HER.

LEAVE THIS AS A LITTLE GIFT FOR HER.

Lil: THIS IS ROCK SALT.

Early: I KNOW THAT, DAMN IT, AND SO DO THEY!

HELL, YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE WHO KNOWS HOW TO COOK!

Lil: MAYBE YOU OUGHTA TRY SOBRIETY, EARLY.

YES, EARLY.

I'M SURE YOU'VE GOT QUITE A BIT TO SHARE, DON'T YOU?

Early: HOW ABOUT SHARIN' THIS?!

WHAT THE DAMN...?

Lil: YOU DRANK ALL OF IT ON THE WAY OVER HERE, DIDN'T YA?

DIDN'T YA?

Early: JUST SHUT UP!

I GOT MY DAMN PROBLEMS UNDER CONTROL!

I CAN QUIT ANY TIME I WANT TO!

Sheriff: LIL, I'M SO PROUD OF YOU.

HELL [LAUGHS] YOU STRONGER THAN I WAS.

[ SMACKS LIPS ] I THOUGHT I COULD EAT JUST ONE

OF THESE, BUT HELL, THEY'RE DOUBLE-FUDGE-STUFFED.

Lil: IF I CAN'T TRICK OR COOK OR TAKE OR USE, WHAT THE HELL AM

I GONNA DO WITH MY LIFE?

Sheriff: WELL, I FOUND YOU SOME LEGITIMATE WORK.

HERE -- TAKE THIS TO THE GUY.

HE KNOWS YOU'RE COMIN', AND YOU'LL SEE WHAT I'M TALKIN'

ABOUT.

GO ON, GAL.

DRINK IN THE EXCITEMENT OF A SOBER LIFE.

[ NEEDLE BUZZING ] CAN I GET SOME MORE BLUE,

PLEASE?

Lil: ALL RIGHT.

[ SQUIRT ] OHHH.

YEAH. THAT SHOULD DO IT.

THIS TRAMP STAMP'S A TRIBUTE TO OUR FALLEN HEROES OF 9/11.

HO-- YOU SAID 311, RIGHT?

LIKE, THE BAND?

WHATEVER.

MORE BLUE, PLEASE.

[ SQUIRT ] Lil: HAND ME THAT DAMN

MOTORCYCLE MAGAZINE.

I SUPPOSE I COULD FLIP THROUGH THAT ONE MORE FUCKING TIME.