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JESSE: Wake up!

Wake up!

Wake up!

Yee-haw!

Wake up!

Wake up!

It's time. Wake up!

Yeah!

Get back in the house! Hurry up. Hattie! Elizabeth!

You get in here!

Yeah!

Now!

Wake up!

Whoo-hoo!

Come on!

Wake up!

Yeah! Come on!

Wake up!

I told you it was that damn new kid again.

Don't make me come up after you there, boy!

Wake up!

Um...

Excuse me.

Either of you boys have any gum?

* Are you out there

* Can you hear me

* Can you see me

* In the dark

* I don't believe it's all for nothing

* It's not just written in the sand

* Sometimes I thought you felt too much

* And you crossed into the shadow land

* And the river was overflowing

* And the sky was fiery red

* You gotta play the hand that's dealt ya

* That's what the old man always said

* Fallen angel

* Casts a shadow up against the sun

* If my eyes could see

JESSE: Thanks a lot for the ride, fellas.

* The spirit of the chosen one *

Means a lot to me.

Easy. Easy, chief!

What's the matter there, big fella?

The sheriff didn't feed you a banana this mornin'?

All right, boys. Nobody said to stop workin'.

That's right, boys. Hard work works.

Mornin', Mr. Benedict.

One, two, three!

ALL: Twenty-seven!

One, two, three!

Twenty-eight!

One, two, three!

Twenty-nine!

One, two, three!

Thirty!

All right. Sit-ups. Hit the deck.

And ready!

Up! Down.

Up! Down.

Up! Down.

Up! Down.

Up! Down.

Up!

-Down.

Up! Come on, Mr. Lane. You can do better.

Keep it up. Up!

-Down. Let's go! Let's go! Up!

Oh, come on. You think this is hard?

Life is hard. Up!

I... I can't...

I will not tolerate you quittin' on me!

-I'm sorry, sir. I'm sorry.

You just got yourself an extra half hour

of calisthenics after the other boys go in.

Look at me! I got 30 years on ya!

He ain't you, Benedict.

I know that's what you want,

but he ain't you.

And you just got yourself another hour.

Make it two, and you got a deal.

Welcome home.

-Bradley.

Who is that?

Who?

Sara.

ALAN: What's she doin' back here?

It's summer. She's back from college.

That's not Sara. It's too big to be Sara.

-She has... -Tits.

The place looks great.

Doesn't it?

All right, Mr. Tucker. That's enough.

Uh... Wait a minute.

Take these bags into the house, please.

Excuse me. I have some fragile things in there.

Mr. Tucker, please, be careful.

Who's that?

Oh, he's the new boy. A handful.

Look at you, honey.

-You light up this whole house.

I gotta get that. Mr. Tucker, take the bags upstairs.

Hello? This is Eugene.

Yeah, well...

Look, would you please be careful?

JESSE: Oh!

Oh!

Oops.

Mr. Tucker! Get these things picked up.

What happened out there?

Nothing.

If he gives you any trouble, just let me know.

I can take care of myself.

Of course you can.

Excuse me.

Yeah.

The new boy.

* Well, I was a fool

* Believe what you said

How about a whiskey, Junior?

Good song.

WOMAN: Hey, Molly, come here and dance with us.

Do you wanna dance?

Sure.

* Oh, goodbye, baby

* I may never see you anymore *

I said, "What are you doin'?"

No nigger music in here.

What's it on the juke for?

It ain't.

Let her go.

You say somethin'?

Come on, man. Be cool.

"Cool"?

What kind of word is "cool"?

Too many syllables for you?

Come on, Travis. Leave him alone.

You're not from around here, are you, boy?

You need a ride to the bus stop?

No, thank you, sheriff.

Just here for a job, that's all.

Music teacher, Benedict's place.

Mr. Benedict's expecting you?

Yes, sir, he is.

You enjoy makin' me look like a fool?

You do a pretty good job of that yourself.

WOMAN: Let's go, Hank.

MAN: Fine, come on.

Y'all come back now.

I was hoping you'd come out.

I keep telling him we're old news,

but he never was one to keep up on current events.

Look, I run a club on the other side of the tracks, so to speak.

How's the booze?

Terrible.

Stop in sometime. Ask for Molly.

Hey, Molly.

How come that record was on the juke?

I slipped it in when nobody was looking.

I'll see you around, Molly.

Definitely see you around.

-Thank you, Doris. -You're welcome.

You're more than qualified for this job, Mr. Cabe.

You're gonna find these kids are damaged goods.

Some of 'em are orphaned.

Others are sent here by their parents, by the juvenile authorities.

It's a great pity.

A strong hand is what they need.

Discipline.

They need role models, Mr. Cabe.

CABE: Mr. Benedict, you don't have to worry about me.

You need somebody to get the boys ready

for the Fourth of July concert. Am I right?

I'm your guy.

I saw your sign when I walked through the gate,

and I agree with it.

I'll work hard with these boys,

and I'll teach 'em their music.

CONGREGATION: * A mighty fortress is our God

* A bulwark never failing

* Our helper amid the flood

* Of mortal ills prevailing

*

Wake up!

* Doth seek to work us woe

* His craft and power are great

* And armed with cruel hate

* On earth is not his equal

So what are you gonna do about it?

Do about what?

About what. About her.

Go over there and talk to her. She wants to talk to you.

No, she doesn't.

Yes, she does.

No, really?

"No, really?"

-Yeah, she wants to talk to you.

I know so.

You look fine. Go talk to her.

-Okay. -Go.

BOY: Let's get some lunch. Let's get something to eat.

Wonder what he's thinking about.

I saw you looking gaga at that girl in church yesterday.

No, I wasn't.

Yeah, sure you weren't.

Oh, Alan. Oh, Alan.

Come fondle my massive milkers.

One, two, three, and...

Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop.

Quarter note, sharp attack.

Bop, bop, bop, bop.

Good.

Bradley.

You've gotta loosen up, man. You're playin' like a robot.

Try it without this.

I can't play without music.

Try it.

I can't.

Jesse, you gonna join us?

No.

No?

No.

You play chords with your left hand, and you pick with your right.

-Pick with the right.

Kind of like this

That's just the right look for you.

I know you better than you think I know you, boy.

If he don't wanna participate, I got a job for him.

Mr. Tucker.

Thanks.

Well, let's go. And one, two, three, and...

What is your problem?

Excuse me?

Look, it's obvious you've taken some sort of disliking to me.

Well, I don't much like you either.

So why don't you stay down there in your hole

and I'll stay as far away from you as possible, okay?

Hmm.

* Look at old Jesse there down in a hole

* He acts real tough but he looks like a mole *

What's your problem?

* His punishment was diggin' in the mud and the sand

* When he could have been playin' with the boys in the band *

Dick.

Come on. We ain't got all day.

All right, all right.

* The day I died there weren't no funeral

* Throwed a big party instead

* Shouts to the preacher Let's raise the toast

* 'Cause that bitch is finally dead

* I hear 'em callin', sayin'

* Oh, bring your saxophone

* Oh, and a black cat bone

* Oh, tell the whole room

* The devil callin' me back home *

Come on, get the lead out.

Come on! Come on, come on, come on.

* But before I go I'm gonna make it true

* That, baby, I'll get my kicks

* I hear 'em callin', sayin'

* Oh, bring your saxophone

* Oh, and a black cat bone

* Oh, travel all alone

* Devil's callin' me back home *

Go up there. They're gone. Come on.

Shut up!

* Oh, playin' my saxophone

* Oh, and my black cat bone

* Oh, I travel all alone

* The devil callin' me back home *

Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Geez Louise! What's wrong with you guys today?

You were bad before, but you're stinkin' up the place now.

What was that music you were playing in your room last night?

Yeah. We'd like to play that.

Yeah. It gave me a boner.

-No.

Why not?

Because Mr. Benedict wouldn't appreciate it.

Keep goin', Jesse.

Everybody, join in. Toby, quarter notes on that.

Quarter notes on that.

Straight quarter notes?

One and three on the bass drum.

Add a backbeat.

Good.

Bradley, just play the changes.

It's not on here.

You'll get used to it.

Big Boy. Just play the bass line. Play the bass line.

Good.

It's called rock and roll, boys.

Only a select few know about this right now.

But I'll tell you something.

In the not-too-distant future, it is gonna burn through this country

like a prairie fire.

You think you can handle it?

You got the guts?

Dang straight, man.

Well, you can't.

Not yet. You gotta get better.

Now, this is the deal.

You practice real hard and you learn

your music for the show, and then...

And then we'll talk about rock and roll.

Ooh-wee! You guys gotta practice.

Hope you taste better than you look.

Come here, you stinkin' bird! Come over here.

MAN: Let's go! Let's go!

-She smiled again. I swear. -No way.

Yeah, she did.

Out of the way, boys. Coming through.

Move over.

Excuse me.

Hey, guys, you know what'd be great?

What?

Startin' our own rock and roll band.

Easy!

Could we do that?

Jesse, wanna join our rock and roll band?

BOY: But can we do that?

No.

She's beautiful, isn't she?

She's the most beautiful girl I ever saw.

Only girl you ever saw.

BOY: Shut up or I'll kick your little butt.

BIG BOY: Try it, blimpo.

I'm gonna nail her.

What?

I'm gonna light up Benedict's precious little daughter

like a pinball machine.

What do you mean, you're gonna nail her?

What do you mean, what do I mean? What do you think I mean?

Yeah, sure you are.

You wanna bet?

Uh?

Come on. You boys must have a little chore allowance saved up.

Why don't you put your money where your big mouth...

Okay.

-I'll bet. -Me, too.

BRADLEY: How much BOY: You don't have $2.

Wait a second. I don't think that we should bet about something like this.

What's the matter

No, I'm not chicken. I just don't think...

Hey, you shut up.

You what?

It's not right. I...

She's a nice girl.

TOBY: So marry her.

Are you kidding me?

Look at her sittin' back there.

That's Benedict's little pride and joy.

This'll teach him.

All right, fine. You don't want in, no problem.

How about the rest of you guys?

I'm in.

You...

BIG BOY: Jesse! Jesse!

Hey, Sara.

How you doin'?

Did you have a good ride?

Nice legs. On you too, Sara.

SARA: Look, I've had just about enough.

Oops.

Mmm!

JESSE: Shut up.

-Shut up! -You're a regular Cary Grant there, Jess.

TOBY: Smooth move, ex-lax.

Hi.

You're not supposed to be in here.

Nah, it's okay. I...

I get invited in here quite a bit.

My father will be back.

Do you want me to go?

Do what you want.

-Okay, I'll go. -No, don't. Uh...

Listen, Sara, I'm really sorry that

I threw dirt on your feet.

You know, you're the first pretty girl that we've had around,

and I guess I got a little flustered.

What are you doin'?

I'm just writing a letter for my father.

Hey, is this a picture of you?

-Yes.

Yeah.

I got a little picture too, actually.

SARA: Are these your parents?

Yeah.

Handsome couple. Where are they now?

Uh, they died.

Oh.

Yeah, in a car crash.

I'm sorry.

Nah, it's okay. You know, it was a long time ago.

My mom died when I was eight.

I remember that she had this one freckle on the end of her nose,

and she would call it her kiss button.

Whenever I would touch it,

she would give me a kiss.

Hey. What's the matter?

Nothing.

I just hadn't thought about her for a while.

Look, I should go.

Why?

Um...

I'll see you later.

Try it without the sheet music.

I can't play it without the music.

I wanna see you after class.

Okay, guys. And one, two, three.

-Yeah.

Yeah, me too. Stay there. Stay there. Stay there.

All right. I want you to go from there to here without walking.

No runnin' either.

How am I supposed to do that?

I don't know. I don't know.

Just use your imagination, man.

Come on. Come on.

Yeah, that's it.

Now, something else.

What else?

I don't know. Something else.

Like what?

Well, anything. Walk like a monkey. Cluck like a chicken.

I don't care.

Monkeys don't cluck.

Oh, come on, man. Just do it.

Come on. Yeah.

Yeah.

Good, man.

How long should I keep doing this for?

Till you get it right.

Now, come on. Come on, man.

Yes! Yes! Yes!

What's up?

Pork chops for dinner.

What a dick.

Hi.

-Hi. -Hi.

I got something for you.

Your picture looked a little worse for the wear, so...

Thanks.

It's an old frame of my mother's.

You didn't have to...

I think...

Okay. Well, I'll talk to you later.

MOLLY: Don't sleep much, do you?

CABE: Mmm-mmm.

MOLLY: What are you running from?

CABE: What makes you think I'm runnin'?

MOLLY: You're a runner, all right.

-Good mornin'. -Good mornin'.

What are you doin' up so early?

Couldn't sleep.

This is what I was looking forward to most about coming back here.

Do you ride?

Nah, we aren't allowed to ride 'em.

Pretty good at cleanin' up their crap, though.

Did you like the picture?

Yeah.

Listen, there's something I need to tell you.

I never did get to thank you

for the picture.

I love this time of morning.

Would you like to kiss me?

Now walk like a monkey, cluck like a chicken.

You know, I've been thinking.

I've never done it before.

Maybe you could teach me.

Teach you?

Yeah, 'cause it's gonna be a long, hot summer.

Mmm-hmm.

Do you ever let other people touch it?

You mean my guitar?

Of course.

What else would I be talking about?

Okay, that's it. Just go. Let it go...

All right, now, play. One...

They are doing so much better now.

They're actually starting to sound like a real band.

It's your methods, Mr. Cabe, in the classroom.

And those silly, stupid dances

you're teaching Croft and Blaine out in the field...

I'm trying to make it fun for them.

You didn't see these kids when they came to me, Mr. Cabe.

Delinquents, running with gangs...

Control is the only thing that got 'em this far.

Mr. Benedict, I am so sure that everything

that you've done for these kids is great.

Thank you.

I just feel there are other ways

of getting results, that's all.

Mr. Cabe, I'm not gonna argue with you.

I can always get me another music teacher.

What do you guys want?

Wanna hear some tunes, man.

No. No more records.

Why not?

'Cause you heard 'em all. That's all I got.

So we'll listen to 'em again.

Nope, I can't.

Why can't we?

I just can't, okay?

It's Benedict, isn't it?

He found out.

It's okay. He gets to everybody sooner or later.

Wait a minute.

All right!

Yes!

Okay, any of you guys got a radio?

-Forget it.

What? I'm not gonna get you all cranked up over nothin'.

Forget it.

Oh, come on. Tell us.

All right.

All right, there's this deejay I know about.

What's a deejay?

Don't you know nothin', man?

Tell him, Mr. Cabe.

Deejay's a disc jockey. The man who spins the platters on the radio.

And there's this one fella in particular...

Out of Memphis, I believe it is,

and he plays the hottest rock and roll.

I mean, real scorchers. Strictly underground stuff.

Now, he calls himself the Midnight Rider.

Everybody has tried to shut him down.

I mean, parents, school teachers,

the government, President Eisenhower...

Tried to shut him down, but nobody could.

He's always one step ahead of the law.

Nobody can stop the Midnight Rider.

How can we hear him?

Well, like I said, you need a radio.

You know, come to think of it,

you probably even need a shortwave

all the way out here to pick him up.

Now, beat it!

I can fix that old radio in the garage.

There's a book in science class all about radios,

and I can go from that.

-All we need is the pieces. -Let's do it.

-Sure you don't want me to do this? -No.

I gotta do it. Keep your eyes peeled.

Bradley! Bradley, come on!

What are you doing? What's that?

This is

a project for science class.

We're getting extra credit for taking apart radios,

and examining what's inside of them.

You can do better than that.

We wanna listen to a radio show that Mr. Cabe told us about,

and I need one of these to build a shortwave radio.

-Midnight Rider.

BIG BOY: Come on! He's coming, Bradley! Come on!

Go on, take it. Take it.

We listen to Midnight Rider at college.

Yeah?

Thank you, Sara.

JESSE: All right, now you sort of cradle the neck with your left hand.

-And then you rest this on your knee. -SARA: Hmm.

All right. Say, like, a "D" chord.

What?

Nothing.

All right, now, you put your first finger on the second fret.

This one here. That one there.

Mmm-hmm.

Mmm-hmm.

Now with your right...

Well, now, you gotta hold on tighter here.

-SARA: Okay.

-Okay. -Okay.

All right. Now, strum.

-It's good. -Sounds bad.

It's good. That was good.

-You know it sounds bad. -It was good.

I got it! I got it! Okay, end the bridge.

Coming off the verse, you play like you were before, right?

And then... And I'll answer you.

And we'll do it four times, right?

It'll be perfect!

Shut up, shut up, shut up.

Why do I you just keep doing the "D" chord?

I got a problem.

Ooh-wee. I guess Jesse's gonna win that bet after all.

Shut up!

Yeah.

Hi, Sara.

Hi, Bradley.

Did you get that radio working?

Yeah, yeah.

Um, thank you for that.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

What's wrong?

Sara, there's something I have to tell you.

A bet

Come on. Let's win that bet for you.

Come on. Here I am.

-That's what I thought. -Sara.

Sara! It started out as a bet, but it's not about that anymore.

That's a good one.

That's almost as good as that sick lie

you told me about your parents,

or whoever those people in the picture were.

You were using me to get at my father, weren't you?

That's what this was all about?

Well, I'm not my father, Jesse.

Yeah.

MAN: Now, let's start off with Lefty Frizzell...

Come on, man. Find the Midnight Rider.

I'm trying to.

MAN: Are you out there, brothers of the night?

That's it.

Are you listening?

Flying to you on night-silent black wings,

gettin' inside you, urgin' you,

tellin' you that tonight, anything,

anything can happen.

Are your ears open?

Because the ears and not the eyes

are the windows of the soul.

Listen, my children. Listen.

Listen. Listen.

* Soldier of fortune

* He's a man of war

* Just can't remember What he's fighting for

* Start a revolution Right before your eyes

* When you hear the big bang Don't you be surprised *

Jesse.

-Him.

Why?

I want my money.

Jesse.

I thought you were gonna nail Sara.

What, did you chicken out?

Yeah. You chicken out?

We had a bet.

Pay up.

That's right. Put up or shut up.

* Can't predict the future Can't forget the past *

Jesse, wait a second. Jesse.

* Feel like any moment Could be the last

* In the valley of tears

* By the river of time

* In the book of David

* In the Holy Bible

* It will be written

* By the children of Eden

* And the Holy Ghost

* Save this place

* In the valley of tears

* By the river of time

* From weapons race

* In the book of David

* In the Holy Bible

* When it's laid to waste

* It will be written

* By the children of Eden

* And the Holy Ghost And the Holy Ghost *

TOBY: Jesse.

Jesse.

BIG BOY: Hey, what happened?

Where are you going?

-Out. -Bradley.

Hey. What if Benedict catches us?

Let's go.

BOY 1: This is it. Come on.

BOY 2: Are you sure we can get in?

Listen, I told him to meet us here.

-ALAN: How do they know about it? -Jesse.

Cabe told us.

We're gonna get our butts kicked.

-Just follow me.

-Hi. -Hello.

-Jesse. -Jesse.

-Put the cigarette out. -Do you know what you're gonna say?

Look, would you guys just shut up

and let me do the talking to this guy, okay?

Be quiet.

ALAN: How do we get in? BIG BOY: I don't like this.

JESSE: Shit.

Yeah.

It's all right.

-All right. Here we go.

Hi.

We're friends of Cabe's.

-Come on.

Hi.

* My old lady's back in the driver's seat

* And she's a-rainin' down on me

* Rainin' down on me

* She got the jury in the sidecar

* And the judge in the front seat

* You gotta pay through the nose

* For everything that you owe

* Yes, you do

* You got to pay through the mail

* Or they will haul you off to jail, yeah

* Well, you can walk away now, free

* But you must wait indefinitely

* Alimony, alimony

WOMAN: You pig!

Shut up!

* Alimony, alimony

* The judge says this man's a phony

* And he's full of nothin' but plain baloney

* Alimony

* Yeah, in the fast lane

WOMAN: What'd you call me?

* Too much love in the fast lane

* Really don't mean a thing

Take your time. Easy.

* 'Cause when your gal gonna die

* Every girl is just the same

* Alimony, alimony

* Alimony, alimony

* Overruled my testimony

* Yes, it did

* Yes, it did

* Alimony, alimony

* Alimony, alimony

* Overruled my testimony

* What you say

* The judge says this man's a phony

* And he's full of nothin' but plain baloney *

Hey.

Hey.

It was me.

What?

I told Sara about the bet.

What did you do that for?

'Cause you're an asshole.

Man, you don't just make a bet on a girl about something like that.

You like her, don't you?

Huh?

Yeah.

But she's in love with you.

You're blowing it, man.

* You gotta pay through the nose

* For everything that you owe

* You got to pay through the nose

* Everything that you owe

* All right

What are you doin', boy?

Better take it easy on that stuff. It'll make you go blind.

How you doin'?

You brought the troops with you, didn't you?

Better not make a habit of this. We'll both get in trouble.

How you doin'?

I don't know, man.

Got it pretty bad, don't you?

She ain't nothin' like what I thought she was.

They never are.

Why don't you get up there tonight? Jam with the rest of 'em.

Be good for you.

Why don't you?

Maybe I will.

Come on, sugar, let's dance.

As long as you're here, have a good time.

MAN: * Big guy whompin' out on the bass

* Johnny Ray a piano taste

* The joint's smokin' And it's packed inside

* Everybody's just feelin' nice

* So get with the band

* Get with the band, y'all

* Yeah, get with the band, now

* So get with the band

* Get with the band, y'all

* Yeah, get with the band, now

* Try and catch the guitar man *

* Shake your can

I gotta do this.

* Come dance the guitar man

* Shake your can

* Come dance the guitar man

* Everybody stay on your feet

* In the back, on the tables And the seats

* Get your thing out here on the floor

* Keep it, keep it out in the window

* Keep it, keep it out in the window

* The cook is smellin' something It's not right

* The bar is wet But the county is dry

* Get with the band

* Get with the band

* Get with the band

* Catch the guitar man

* -Get with the guitar man -Guitar man

* -Guitar man -Guitar man

* Hey

* Get with the music

* Get with the guitar man

* Shake it with the guitar man

* -Guitar man -Oh, yeah

* The guitar man

* Guitar man

* Guitar man

* Guitar man

* The guitar man

WOMAN: I don't wanna go.

Did you see him?

You did good tonight, Jesse.

Jesse!

I did, didn't I?

Yeah, you did. You were hot.

Well, well, well. What we got here?

Little after

Travis, you're drunk.

-Yeah, come on, man. Just you and me. -Jesse, let's go.

No, no, no. Come on. What's the matter with you? It's you and me.

Off the record. Completely off the record, uh?

No badge.

Why don't you sleep it off, man?

No gun.

JESSE: Hey!

JESSE: Cabe! Cabe, man, come on. That's enough.

MOLLY: Stop!

-JESSE: Let go. Let go. -Come on!

MOLLY: Jesse, get him outta here.

-Let me at him! -Just get him out!

Are you crazy? He's the goddamn sheriff!

-JESSE: Come on.

JESSE: I don't know, man.

I've never felt like that. I've never played like that.

It was amazing.

I know, but I don't think runnin' away is a good idea.

Well, I'm not goin' back in there.

You can't beat these sons of bitches.

You can beat 'em.

It's a rigged game.

It's a rigged game if you run away.

They automatically win that way.

I wouldn't do it.

I wouldn't do it if I were you.

If you're gonna go, I'd go now.

He'll be up any time.

I'll cover for you as long as I can.

You got bucks?

Yeah, I got some.

I'm gonna miss you, man.

Same.

All right, you know where to get me, if you need me.

Yeah.

You know, uh,

I'm gonna give you something.

I'm gonna give you this.

No, man, I can't take that.

Yeah, no, you know, a good friend of mine gave me this,

and I wanna give it to you.

So please take it. Go ahead.

-Thanks. -Yeah.

I'd learn how to fix it, though,

'cause it costs an arm and a leg to get that thing repaired.

Glad to have you back.

You young people are coming to a time...

When difficult decisions must be made,

as is our country.

There is a moral decay eating away at our land,

in books, on television,

-in the movies...

Pass.

In our own government.

And now, in this new music.

It is a foul, black music,

godless and profane.

I implore you to say no to it.

Shout no to it.

And now let's bow our heads in a moment of silent prayer,

and ask God for the strength and courage

to fight this evil that threatens the very foundation

of our American way of life.

Sara.

Sara, I'm sorry about last night,

about the bet, and everything.

I got no excuses...

Except that you scare me. I mean,

that first day you showed up, I remember thinkin'...

This is the kind of girl that

that wouldn't ever want to have anything to do with me.

So I guess I must've known already that...

I liked you, and it scared me.

You were right about the picture.

Came with the wallet.

It just looked like the kind of folks a guy should have,

and I just sort of adopted 'em.

So who were your parents?

Who were my parents?

Father was a wildcatter, and my mother was a waitress,

or maybe she was a salesgirl, and he was in the service.

Or maybe they were just two teenagers who met behind a bar.

I guess you heard about the trouble we had

at the Lizard Lounge last night.

I am sorry, Travis.

You were right. I should have fired the guy.

I'll do it just as soon as I get back.

I don't want you to do that.

I've been doin' some checkin' around, like we talked about.

I'm expecting a phone call from the sheriff in Biloxi, Mississippi.

Seems as though they had some trouble

down there a couple years back.

The description could be Cabe. I ain't sure that it's him.

But if it is, I don't want you to spook him, so sit tight.

I want this man just as bad as you, Eugene.

Just as bad as you.

We're cookin' now, daddy.

EUGENE: Who is responsible for this?

I am.

No, he's not. I am.

It's me.

You know who it is.

All right, everybody back to the dormitory.

You, come with me.

I've been easy on you long enough now.

This is your new bed.

Get used to it.

Hey, Jesse.

Okay in there?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I thought you guys were headin' over to the girls' school.

Yeah, we decided not to.

Why?

Well, you know.

Look, you like her, don't you?

I can't stop thinkin' about her.

Then go down there and see her.

Okay. Thanks, Jesse.

BIG BOY: Alan, wait up. Come on, man, wait up.

ALAN: Come on, slowpoke.

BOY: Guys, keep it down.

BRADLEY: What are you doin'?

Be careful.

What's he doin'?

BIG BOY: You lame brain. What's it look like he's doin'?

They're coming.

ALAN: There she is.

BRADLEY: Listen, maybe we should go.

Come on.

-Yeah, we should go. -Shut up, Willis.

Come on.

GIRL: Come on, let's go.

BOY: Hey, turn the radio on.

I'll be right back.

Are you leaving?

Come on, come on, come on. All right.

MAN: This is the Midnight Rider, KZWR,

ridin' on the silver waves of this moonlit night.

Are you out there?

Are you listenin'?

Do you wanna dance?

Okay.

* Rubber on the highway

* Smoke in the air

* Rollin' out of this town

* Headed I don't know where

* I don't know muddy waters

* Or the Johnny Cockaroo

* And I don't know Jesus

* But I may have seen the truth

* I don't know love

* But I know this

Hey.

* It's more than a kiss

* More than a kiss

* Standin' on the outside

* Just me and my mate

* With our backs against the wall

* And the midnight train runnin' late

* I don't know love

* But I know this

* It's more than a kiss

* More than a kiss

* More

* I've been to the altar

* But I didn't know the words

* When the candles were burnin' And the colors were turnin'

* She could see just what I heard

* I don't know love

* But I know this

* It's more than a kiss

* More than a kiss

* More than a kiss

* More than a kiss

* More than a kiss

* More than a kiss

* More than a kiss

* Well, more than a kiss

* Talkin' 'bout, talkin' 'bout *

What are you boys doing here?

* Talkin' 'bout, talkin' bout, talkin' 'bout

* Talkin' 'bout, talkin' bout, talkin' 'bout

* Talkin' 'bout

What's your name?

Rebecca.

My name's Alan,

and I love you.

* Well...

I can't stay.

Why not?

My father, he'll know I'm gone.

Well, he's gotta know someday.

I know. I know.

Don't you wanna get away?

Don't you ever just wanna go and keep on goin'?

-Sure. -I know I do.

I don't wanna see nothin' but blacktop for a couple thousand miles.

Where would you go?

There's this place,

they've got this little bar and a stage in the corner.

And on Friday nights, everybody comes down after work

and gets to drinkin', and makin' all this noise...

So you can barely hear the music.

But I wouldn't care. I'd just play.

I'd just keep playin' till there wasn't anything left to play,

and then I'd play until they drag me out.

Where is it?

I don't know.

You'll find it.

Go!

He's gone.

What's goin' on?

What are you doin' out here?

I wanna know what happened.

Your Mr. Cabe is a wanted man.

He's a murderer.

What's the matter with you guys?

Don't let Benedict see you acting like this.

How are we supposed to act?

You tellin' me you believe what they're sayin' about Cabe?

No, I suppose the cops just made it up, huh?

I don't care what the cops say.

Then where is he, Jesse?

-He'll be back.

He'd be back if he was comin' back.

You guys can go to hell.

Jesse?

Where you goin'?

Go, Jesse!

Yahoo!

Yee-haw!

CABE: Well, there was this friend of mine. Colored guy.

We were playing gigs in Biloxi, Mississippi.

All colored clubs.

And then this one night, this guy who owned a white club came in.

Heard us. He thought we were pretty good.

And he offered us a gig at his club.

He said that he didn't really care,

you know, what color the musicians were,

as long as they were good, and we were good.

Josh tried to talk me out of it.

He said that he didn't really think

it was worth makin' the trouble over.

But I don't know. There was just something about the idea,

that they didn't want us there

that made me wanna play that gig

more than anything else in the world.

So we played.

At least we started to play.

Got about eight bars through the first song,

and then all the trouble started.

Someone threw a beer bottle in Josh's face.

Then someone had a knife.

I tried to stop it with my hand,

but it went right through my hand, and right into his gut.

I swear, my hand was stuck to his belly.

And I looked up, and there was this...

Kind of puzzled look on his face.

And I picked up this broken beer bottle,

and I went after the son of a bitch who got Josh.

So I got away.

And I ran, and I ran.

And I'm still runnin'.

Maybe it's time to stop.

Don't throw my own words back at me, boy.

This is different.

How is this different?

Come on, get serious.

You didn't do anything wrong.

I killed a white man in order to help a colored man,

and in Biloxi, Mississippi, that is as wrong as you get.

Fight 'em.

I'll help you.

Come on, get out. Get out.

Get the hell outta here, man.

-EUGENE: One, two, three. -ALL: Twenty-four.

One, two, three.

Twenty-five.

-One, two, three. -Twenty-six.

One, two, three.

Twenty-seven.

Twenty-eight.

Twenty-nine.

Thirty.

Mr. Benedict?

Can I come back?

What was that, Mr. Tucker?

Can I please come back?

I won't cause you any more trouble.

I just wanna come back.

Hi.

Hey.

You okay?

Fine.

I waited for you after band practice.

Yeah, I had to work in the yard.

Left a note with Alan.

Yeah, I know. I got it.

What's the matter with you?

You know, people have been asking me that my whole life.

I wanna see you.

I don't think that's such a good idea.

Why not?

Jesse?

Why? 'Cause of your father, that's why.

What do you think?

Since when do you care what he thinks about anything?

I'm gonna be leaving soon.

Yeah, I know, and I'm not.

You're gonna go off to college,

and I'm gonna stay here and dig ditches for your old man.

I just wanna put in my time and get outta here.

And go where?

'Cause if you're looking for a place,

there's a great spot with a stage...

Where you can play...

You don't get it, do you? You don't get it.

Every time I hit, they hit me back harder.

And every time I start to trust somebody...

Jesse, you can trust me.

And you're leavin', aren't you?

MAN: Let's go...

ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen,

may I have your attention, please?

Always a great pleasure this time of the year

to introduce the Benedict Home for Boys band.

How do you feel, Eddie?

BOY: Who is that?

I'll be back.

All right.

Cuff him.

I'll see ya. -OFFICER: Let's go.

OFFICER: Stand back.

One, two, three, four! Whoo!

All right!

* We gonna rock

* We gonna roll

* We gonna rock We gonna roll

* We gonna rock

Come on!

* We gonna rock and roll Rock and roll

* Floyd said, boy, let's rock this place tonight *

What the hell's going on?

* Floyd said, boy, let's rock this place tonight *

-Come on, get up!

* My baby's in town And you know I feel all right *

-Yeah, I hear it.

* Well, I ain't gonna mess with anyone tonight

* Well, I ain't gonna fool with anyone else tonight

* My baby's in town And I'm really gonna rock tonight

* We gonna rock

All right! That's it, kids.

* We gonna roll

* We gonna rock

* Yeah, we gonna roll

* We gonna rock

* -We gonna rock and roll

* Rock and roll

* She been gone so long I know what's wrong with me

* She been gone so long I know what's wrong with me

* Crazy little mama got everything I need

* We gonna rock

* We gonna roll

* We gonna rock

* We gonna roll

* Yeah, we gonna rock

* We gonna rock and roll Rock and roll *

* We gonna rock

* We gonna roll

* We gonna rock

* Yeah, we gonna roll

* We gonna rock

* We gonna rock and roll Rock and roll

* We gonna rock

* We gonna roll

Where are you going?

Let me go.

* We gonna roll

* We gonna rock

* We gonna rock and roll Rock and roll

* We gonna rock

Yeah!

* Always lookin' over your shoulder

* Wonderin' where you come from

* Runnin' away Well, that just gets older

* Older than the burnin' sun

* Lookin' for a place Out in the desert

* Somethin' written in the sand

* Lift up your eyes Heaven is before you

* We're walkin' to the promised land

* Up against the big sky

* To spread those wings and fly

* Up against that big sky

* Mother and father

* Sister and brother

* We have all let you go

* Weight of your longing

* Well, it's less than a feather

* Out where the four winds blow

* You've known all along

* Where you were goin'

* Faith is an open hand

* Seeds that you've sown

* Well, you know What you're knowin'

* We're going to the promised land

* Up against the big sky

* To spread those wings and fly

* Up against that big sky

* Up against that big sky

* Up against that big sky