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Now listen up, folks.

There just ain't no more tickets.

Now this here theater ain't got but 500 seats, and they've been sold out months

ago. Now I'm sorry, it's just an intimate tour.

How you doing?

Hey.

Where do you think you're going, cowboy?

I gotta hook up the auxiliary power feed. We got our own people handing them

electrics. I'll take them all day. I'm in and out in 20 minutes.

Nice try, boy.

Okay.

I wouldn't want to be in your shoes when the power blows and the concert's

canceled. No, wait. Hold on. Listen, I've got to talk to my road manager.

Look, I understand your problem.

He's going to look after all these nice people when you're inside.

I'll be in and out before they even know it. All right. But if you turn out to

be one of them autograph -hunting losers, I'm going to pound you on the

like a fence post.

You've got nothing to worry about.

Hey, Stevie. Ready for sound check? One sec, Jess.

Okay.

Okay. Give her a rip.

Five, six, seven, eight.

Lloyd Bowman, come with me.

Who are you? Think of me as a chauffeur.

Come on now, we can do this the easy way. Yeah.

Hey!

Come

on.

Hey!

Now one of y 'all better call an ambulance, because this boy's going to

hospital.

on in the state of Florida for robbing a dog track and skipping bail. I'm a

bounty hunter. I'm taking him in.

Well, that was a hell of a show.

Would you consider opening for me? Sorry for the disturbance, Miss Sanders.

My name's Vince Black.

I need my card.

Hang on a second. Looks like I need some additional security.

Would you be interested?

No, thanks. Well, at least stick around for the show.

Got a deadline to meet, but thanks.

He was a cop and good at his job, but he committed the ultimate sin and

testified against other cops gone bad.

Cops that tried to kill him, but got the woman he loved instead.

Framed for murder, now he prowls the badlands. An outlaw hunting outlaws.

A bounty hunter.

A Renegade.

What took you so long? Took me so long, it couldn't have gone smoother. What are

you talking about?

Don't bother getting up. I need to go to John.

I need to talk to you. Okay, come. Come here.

Guess what came over the fax? Sales receipts for your Bounty Hunter

Two backstage passes to a Jesse Ray Anders concert, huh? Oh, and a

note by her inviting us to her backstage party after.

Inviting us? Well, inviting you.

Technically. Because she hasn't met me, technically, right?

Right. What exactly happened over there, Sarge? Nothing special.

Pounded a few apes, busted this night crawler. Well, yeah, we'll go ahead and

just drop him off on the way out because we've got to be there by 8 .30. I don't

think I want to go.

What do you mean you don't want to go?

Babe, you and I, we are going to party with the hottest country singer on the

planet, huh?

Bobby, I want to get going. You know, hit the road. Look, if you don't do it

yourself, do it for me.

Please.

Please, do it for me.

You owe me.

It's all too late when you finally realize.

You just fell in love with the devil in disguise.

Thank you so much. Thanks, everybody.

Okay, tell you what, guys. Why don't you go say hello to Mr. Jack Daniels?

I'm going to do a little song now that I think everybody will recognize.

I was raised on love songs, fairy tales and dreams.

roses and stars dancing up above

you ain't never been broken on the wheel

of love if I know this truth I should

be running for the door so someone

That was amazing.

This is my partner, Bobby Sixth Boy.

Hi, Miss Anders. I'm a huge fan.

Thank you. Nice to meet you.

So, are you going to stick around for the party?

Well, unfortunately, we can't because we'd love to.

Yeah, Jess.

That photographer from Pete Magazine is waiting on you. Go get changed.

Oh, okay. Parnell, this is the guy who busted Lloyd.

Uh -huh.

All right. Come on.

Time's wasted. Okay.

See, I didn't appreciate that stunt.

You should arrange things with me first instead of throwing World War III in

front of Miss Anders.

You know, there's something about you. You leave great first impressions. You

know that? Yeah, let's get it going.

Oh, my God.

Hon, you all right?

I don't know. I was just walking back, and I heard that thing letting go, and I

just jumped out of the way, and I fell.

Stupid. All right, everybody.

Jess is fine.

Everybody get on back and attack that fridge.

Lucy, I'm fine.

Leave me be and go on to the party. Not till you go to the emergency room and

get yourself checked out.

Honey, the thing didn't hit me. It is no worse than tripping on your shoelace.

I'm not so sure.

Lucy Sherman, this is Vince Black. This is the guy who busted Lloyd.

Oh, well, I can see what all the shouting's about.

Howdy. Jessie, can I talk to you alone for a minute? Oh, go ahead.

Can't keep any secrets from Lucy.

Okay, this was no accident.

What are you saying?

I checked the speaker's cable. It didn't snap. It was cut.

No way, Vince.

Well, honey, now maybe you better listen to the man.

I can show it to you.

It's touring. It's the road.

These things happen.

I tell you what.

Take him on out.

Get him a beer.

Yes, ma 'am.

And get him to listen up, too, or we ain't never going to have no fun.

Lucy, how long have you and Jesse been together?

Since we've long lived together, I've been baiting you.

Where have you been?

I've been doing my own investigating.

And who's the lovely lady?

Oh, Bobby's big killer. This is Lucy Sherman.

Jessie Ray's hairdresser, personal shop, and psychiatrist, Roland Mouon.

Hi. Hi.

Oh, see that big guy coming this way? That's the bounty's brother.

Yeah, and he doesn't look very happy.

Look, uh...

I don't want any trouble.

And I ain't planning on giving you none either.

D. White Boatman.

I just want to say there's no hard things about my brother.

Really? Hell, my whole life Lloyd's caused me nothing but pain and stuff.

Here, let me show you some real drink.

Jeff?

Yeah?

It's Vince Black. I just came to say goodbye.

Hi. I just want to stop by to say thank you before I left.

Oh, you're welcome.

Anything wrong?

No, no, I'm just a little sick up from the accident, that's all.

Well, that's understandable.

Yeah.

Something's happened, hasn't it, Jessie?

No.

What happened here?

I don't know.

I just came in and found it like this.

Lock the door. I don't want anybody barging in.

Is anything missing?

No, I don't think so.

But what really freaks me out is this.

This is my first guitar.

My daddy gave me this on my eighth birthday.

Jeff, you've got to call the cops.

No. And I don't want you telling anybody about this.

Why not?

Because I've got to keep this tour going, and I'm having enough problems as

is.

If anybody found out about this... Gently

open the door.

I don't want anybody to come in here.

Hold your horses, Parnell.

I'll be right there.

That's my favorite.

What, are

you picking up the trays now, Jessie?

Don't worry, Pam. What is so important, Parnell?

I just got off the phone with Silverman. Damn it, he wants those contracts,

Jesse. Hey, take it easy.

Why don't you go get yourself a free drink while they last?

I'm not thirsty.

It's okay, Vince.

Silverman's flying down here tomorrow, Jess, and not to hear you say.

Are you finished?

No, I ain't quite finished yet. You could be selling out Atlanta Stadium.

Let her go.

What do you care? You already got this notch on your belt.

Take it easy. Take it easy. Let's go get a drink.

It ain't over.

You need help, Jesse, whether you admit it or not.

And I'm staying right here to give it to you.

What a beautiful day, huh, Reno?

Bright sun, beautiful skies, and a criminal in our sight.

Hosea Freeman, one in six states for arson and insurance fraud.

Good luck in finding them. What do you mean?

I'm going on tour with Jessie Ray. Oh, wait a minute. Hold it, hold it.

Yesterday, you didn't even want to go to the concert. And today, you're willing

to risk your life for her?

Who said anything about risking their life?

Well, that's what you're doing, you know. That's exactly what you're doing.

You're risking your life, huh?

Wanted fugitive cruising the countryside with highly visible, often photographed

queen of country music. Don't worry. I'll stay out of the spotlight.

No, no, no. Way too dangerous.

Will you just do me a favor? Find out what you can about Parnell Post. For all

of Jessie Ray's money, she doesn't have anybody looking out for her. You

volunteered, didn't you?

I hate when you do that.

Thanks for your support.

Now, wait a minute. Hold it. I've got to support this Winnebago.

Now the fun part.

The way to travel.

Wow. Hey, darling. Why don't you come over here and sit right next to me?

Let's hit the road, Ed.

It's amazing. You'd never know you were on Highway 40, going 80 miles an hour.

Well, that's the idea.

Why do you keep touring anyway?

Well, this is my last tour.

It's really special to me. Playing those big arenas was just so impersonal. I

really wanted to, you know, get with the people and have them hear me and touch

me, you know, make a real connection.

They sure are appreciative.

Yeah. It's been my best tour.

Too bad Parnell doesn't feel that way.

Yeah, he was against it from the very beginning.

I mean, you heard him. How'd you hook up with him, anyway?

Well, he was my first pedal steel player, and then he started booking some

and writing the payroll, and pretty soon he stopped playing altogether and

started managing full -time.

There's never been anything personal between us, though.

So, you married?

No.

You ever been married?

No.

You came close.

Yeah.

You don't really like talking about yourself, do you?

I like talking about you.

We're stopping.

Chance of tricks.

I wonder who could have done that last night.

No idea.

Some crazy maybe.

Look at this place. Probably doesn't even have running water.

You can count on it.

You know, I was raised in a place like that.

You're kidding.

My daddy, my sister, and me. What about your mom?

Well, she died when I was a year old. Daddy raised us.

That must have been tough.

Well, he never complained.

He must have been very proud of you.

He died on my 17th birthday.

Heart attack.

He never lived to see any of this.

Got a feeling he knows about it anyway.

I knew about you!

Where have you been? Well, how do you do, Parnell?

Silverman's been here for two hours.

Fine, that'll give him time to throw a fit over his busy water.

That's real funny.

I got your key. Come on, let's go.

Where do you think you're going? You stay with the crew across the street.

want Vince to stay on the same floor as me.

You move fast, don't you, Vince boy?

For security, Parnell, I need at least one person looking out for me.

I'll see you later, Vince.

Okay.

Jess, sit down.

How are you, Mr.

Silverman? Mr.

Silverman. Thought it was my Uncle Sid for a minute.

Sorry. Things like that sort of make me feel like I'm nine years old.

Well, welcome to Misaki.

So, Jess, the deal.

You know, we suits tend to complicate things, but it's really quite simple.

give us seven years and seven albums, and we give you $30 million.

I mean, Garth.

Faith, Reba, they'd kill for this deal. I know, Gary. It's just... I can't make

that kind of commitment. I'm burned out already as it is. Here we go. Let's hear

Jesse out.

Time off.

Understood. It's not just that.

It's the whole commitment thing.

My whole life, I have worked like hell to meet one goal after another. And for

once, just for once in my life, I don't want any goals.

Except... Maybe a few very private ones.

You can't just walk away. We have worked too hard.

I know, Parnell. That is why I don't want to sign. This contract is worth a

of money, Jessie. I already have more money than I could ever spend.

Hang on.

Jess, I think you're kidding yourself.

Am I?

I think after a month, you're going to be dying to get back out on the road or

into the studio.

Jess, you need this work.

Believe me.

All right.

Maybe you're right, Gary.

Alan.

I'll take these to my room, and I'll look them over.

Okay? Cool.

We're close, Gary. She'll sign.

Well, she's only got 48 hours to do it. What are you talking about? If I don't

have signed contracts by 3 p .m. Friday afternoon, this deal goes away.

Oh, now, wait a minute, Gary. And in self -defense, we will go public with a

statement about why we decided not to sign Jesse to a contract.

It'll be ugly.

All right.

God, I hate country music.

Ready to give up yet?

No. You find anything on Parnell Post?

First of all, I checked his record. We have three assault charges, one with an

act. Lovely.

And then when I spoke to him, he became Aunt Chatty. In his movie, he's the

star. He's responsible for Jesse Ray's success.

Those accountants really know how to sell records.

He also claims that he collaborated on a lot of Jesse Ray's songs.

Gotta go.

You feeling better?

I was.

But I couldn't find a tearjerker, so I ended up watching some movie about

sorority girls and a stalker. Now I'm spooked.

Want me to come over?

That's okay.

I just want to hear your voice.

I'm better now.

Maybe you should have watched cartoons.

I know.

But now I'm imagining every damn thing.

Footsteps in the hallway, somebody on the balcony.

I don't know.

Jesse?

Jesse Ray?

You must have climbed down from the roof.

You feeling any better?

I'm fine.

Okay.

We were on the phone talking.

Mm -hmm.

Did you have any lights on?

No. Well, I had the TV on, but I had the sound muted.

And then I heard a noise, and the phone went dead.

Did you see anybody?

Well, when I turned, there was a man standing there, but his face was

And before I could scream, he put a cloth over my nose and my mouth, and I

of blacked out.

That was chloroform.

What I don't get is how he got in the window.

I mean, there's no sign of forced entry.

I just didn't think that anybody could get in way up here, so I left it open.

And I'm so scared.

Nothing's going to happen.

I won't let it.

been thinking me too i

think you should cancel the rest of the tour

no it's just no look i promised these folks i would finish this tour and i am

not gonna let some damn psycho scare me off is it worth dying for yes what

all my life people have tried to scare me off from Being a singer, from writing

songs, from going to Nashville.

If somebody said that I can't do something, I just did it. It's the way I

If you can't accept that, maybe you should just hit the road.

I'm sorry I asked.

Vince.

I'm sorry.

I'm hot -headed. Don't listen to me.

I don't want to crowd you, Jess.

I'm just not used to having somebody... Watch over me and take care of me.

Well, then you better get used to it.

Hey, Parnell.

What do you want?

Some answers. Where were you last night around 11 o 'clock?

I don't talk to flunkies.

You'll talk to me.

Where were you?

Asleep.

While we're having this nice little chat, don't you go telling Jesse Ray to

this tour. I thought you didn't even want this tour. I want bigger arenas,

no arenas at all.

Well, I want what's best for her.

You are fired. Get the hell out of here. I don't take orders from you.

Take it easy, Vance. Come on now, take it easy.

You don't know what you're dealing with here.

I'm starting to.

What, are you bailing on me, Vance?

Jeff, that's not it.

I'm out of control.

Oh, yeah?

You sure you just don't want to go off and brag about doing a superstar?

Oh, come on.

That's not it. Look, you've got to call the police.

All right.

But why do you have to leave?

If the cops show up, I've got to go.

Don't ask me why.

All right.

No cops.

But you have to. No, Vince. I trust you.

And if you're telling me the real reason, then stay and take care of me.

Are you sure that's what you want?

I've never been so sure.

Okay.

Jeff, what financial deal you have with Parnell?

You mind me asking?

He gets 30%. And he helps you write some of the songs?

Yeah.

How's that work?

We just split everything 50 -50. When we first started writing together,

couldn't either of us remember who wrote what, so we just never changed the

contract.

And it's the same with the new contract?

Yeah.

What if something happens to you?

Who would get all the money from your share of songs?

He does.

I mean, both my sisters are gone, and Parnell ain't got no family neither,

Jessie, I think it's Parnell who's trying to kill you.

No, Vince, no, absolutely not. That's ridiculous.

Everything points to him.

But I'm the goose that's laying the golden egg. That doesn't make any sense.

Think what your songs would be worth if there were no more Jessie Ray Anders.

I mean, look at Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin, Kurt Cobain.

Their song sales went through the roof, and he'd be the only one getting all the

money. Jeff.

Man, they give you no peace.

I'll be right back.

No, Vince, wait!

The camera.

Hey.

Just take more, pal.

You can't dot me. Oh, yeah?

Hey, hey.

Listen, here's a backstage pass for tomorrow night.

Come on back after the show. I'll give you shots you can sell to Vanity Fair.

Thanks, Ms. Sanders.

No problem.

What was that about?

Like you, I value my privacy.

I don't buy it.

You are not being straight with me.

I mean, here I am. I am telling you about my life, my family, my dreams, and

don't get nothing from you.

This is either a two -way street or it's a dead end, Vance.

Jeff.

My real name is Reno Raines.

I've had some scrapes of the law.

Well, I trusted you with my life.

Trust me with yours.

Where have you been, Sugar? You're supposed to be taping that segment for

country network.

Oh, I completely forgot.

Parnell's here about giving birth to ducks.

Yeah, the crew's waiting for you in the dressing room.

You go ahead.

I'll check the place out.

Wait, wait, wait.

I see Ryan.

I heard the shots. Are you all right? Yeah. You know what we ought to do is

an army of Pinkertons to watch after her. Then we can get the hell out of

I'm not leaving her, Bobby.

What's going on here, man?

Oh, man.

I can't believe it.

Now you're in love with her or something? What? Hey, I found something

Jessie. I've been searching for her for three years.

Excuse me. She's a star of your fugitive. It doesn't compute.

I'm supposed to end up heartbroken in the gutter? Yeah. Is that the idea?

that's it.

That's it.

Well, I told her who I am. What, are you crazy?

You should be happy for me. Something good's finally happened.

You're dreaming, okay?

Maybe dreams come true.

Wait a minute. Hold it.

I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry, man. I am happy for you.

So tell me about her.

Jet?

Something wrong?

Oh, you know, I was just unpacking and I realized something really weird.

When I write my songs, I just write them on the back of envelopes, cocktail

napkins, you know, whatever I have to write them on. And I put them in here.

Everything's gone.

All the songs from my new album, the lyrics, the music, everything.

Did you check these the night your room was trashed? No.

I just checked to make sure the envelope was there. I didn't look inside.

What am I going to do?

Did you make any copies?

No, not really.

Who? Would have done this. Who even knows about this?

Parnell.

Look at that.

Here, Jess.

Brenda, where did you get this?

The guy that chloroformed you.

Is it Parnell?

How can you be sure?

He gets them made, especially in Ireland, at Mayfields or something.

Thank you.

Oh, God, Reno, he is trying to kill me.

And now my music is going to sell like crazy, and he's going to make all the

money. He stole my song so he could pass them off as his own. Take it easy.

Reno, if he is trying to kill me, there is nothing I can do about it.

What the hell are you doing? You don't want to know.

Reno, we better talk about this.

I'm past conversation.

Way past.

Then you better hear me out, because there's a couple things that you want to

know. You got as long as it takes me to know this.

Jesse?

Jesse! Hey, Mitch. You looking for Jesse?

Yeah. Saw her running towards the club about ten minutes ago.

She looked kind of shook.

Jess? Reno.

What's going on?

I asked Parnell to meet me here.

Are you crazy? I've got to do something. I can't live like this.

What are you going to do?

Confront him. Tell him that I know it's him and I can prove it.

It'll never work.

It's got to work.

I'm not going to wait around like a lamb being led to the slaughter. I'm going

out of my mind. What else can I do?

Well, think of something.

Give me the gun, Jack. No, Reno.

I'm going to kill him before he kills me. It's self -defense.

You don't even know how to shoot that thing.

How hard can it be? You just point and pull the trigger.

Give it to me.

It's him or me.

Jesse.

You don't know him. He won't stop until I'm dead.

Jesse!

Jess, this had better be... What, uh... What the hell is this?

End of the line, Parnell.

Do it, Reno. Kill him.

I can't kill him, Jesse.

You've got to. Otherwise, we're going to be looking over our shoulder the rest

of our lives.

Not this way.

Do it now.

I can't.

Damn you.

You've got to get out of here, Reno. The cops are going to be here any minute.

I'll take care of everything.

And leave you alone?

You've got to get in touch with me when the smoke clears, and we'll go away

together. Just thinking of me, huh?

Of course I am. Run, for God's sake!

Maybe you should take some of your own advice.

What is this?

Life in prison.

Don't you think, Bobby?

Affirmative. Oh, yeah?

Whose testimony are they going to convict me on?

Yours? A convicted murderer?

No.

Mine.

Oh, my God.

What is this?

You set me up, Reno.

Just like you set me up. But you're not going to believe him.

Once Bobby told me the truth about your father, your whole lion story fell

apart. What about her father?

He didn't die of a heart attack.

He was shot six times by an intruder. And I guess we all know who that

was now, don't we?

He deserved it, the things he did to me.

Just why?

Everything was going so good.

Good for you, living off my work, my talent, my success, taking 30 % of that

50 % of this.

You're nothing but a blood -sucking leech, and I will never be happy until

are dead.

You know what I can't figure out is how you pulled it all off, Jess.

I do have some real friends.

Bobby, watch out!

It was good.

Nice old place, huh? Yeah.

How'd it go?

Fine.

I want to know.

The sheriff's office was swarming with attorneys after about 20 minutes.

But she cupped everything, even after her lawyer's daughter shut up.

When the sheriffs were questioning her,

She kept referring to you as Vince Black never once did she ever mention Reno

Raines.

I gotta get moving.

Where are you going?

I don't know.

Not one particular.

Weeping like a whippoorwill and crying like a mourning dove.

Begging to get broken on the wheel of love.

Come on, baby, break me on the wheel of love.