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Mr. Cash?

M... Mr. Cash?

Mr. Cash.

J.R.

J.R., turn it off and get to sleep.

Change it, J.R. Turn it off.

Guess which Carter that is.

- Anita?
- Nope. June.

That was 10-year-old
June singing.

What was the name of that number?

I was gonna sing...

Turn it off. Do I have to come in there?

Now here's the cut...

Let's get to bed.

It's hot.

It's gonna be hotter tomorrow.

Maybe Daddy will quit us
early and we can go fishing.

We'll go fishing Saturday.

Daddy needs a good day
from us tomorrow, J.R.

I know.

- Jack?
- Mm-hm?

How come you're so good?

I ain't.

- You pick five times more than me.
- Well, I'm bigger than you are.

You know every story in Scripture.

Well, you know every
song in Mama's hymnal.

Songs are easy.

They ain't for me.

There's more words in the Bible
than in Heavenly Highway Hymns.

Look, J.R., if I'm gonna
be a preacher one day...

...I gotta know the Bible front to back.

I mean, you can't help nobody if
you can't tell them the right story.

They said by noon it's gonna be 104.

Them radio stations say
anything to get them niggers off.

Ray, why don't you let
J.R. Take the babies in?

I told Rollins we'd
have a crop yesterday.

What do I say when he
pulls up here and we're shy?

You ready to unload that piano?

We're not selling Daddy's piano.

And I'm not the one in Bardstown
drinking every Saturday.

Am I a soldier of the cross

A follower of the Lamb

And shall I fear to own His cause

Eh, what's up, doc?

Whoa.

Hey, what did that...? That rooster
say when he was all blown up...

...by TNT and picking his
feathers up outside that henhouse?

"Fortunately, boy, I keep my feathers
numbered for just such an emergency. "

I got it. I got it.

Can we go soon?

Mr. Coles gave me a dollar to
cut the whole pile and not half.

Go on ahead, J.R. Catch a fish.

Put a worm on a hook

And drop it in a brook

If things go right

You'll fry some fish tonight

Where you been? Where you been?

Throw that pole down. Get
in the car. In the car.

You hear them, J. R?

Do you hear them angels?

I can hear them, Jack.

They're so beautiful.

They're beautiful.

Jack?

Do something.

Do something.

You know what that is, J. R?

- You know what that is...?
- Stop it, Ray.

Nothing.

Nothing. That's what that is.

That's what that's worth.

And that's what you are.

Leave him alone, Ray. He didn't do this.

The devil did this.
He took the wrong son.

Stop it, Ray. He was
my best. Now he's gone.

Jack, please don't leave me alone.

Ray. Quiet!

Stop it... Quiet! Everybody, quiet!

You're gonna miss your bus.

How come they put "John" on there, J. R?

Your name's J.R., not John.

Letters don't cut it in the Air Force,
Reba. They told me to pick a name.

Communist troops have
been driven out of Seoul...

...by U.S. Forces, led by
General Douglas MacArth...

Oh. What's that?

- Anybody seen Tommy? Hey.
- He's leaving, Ray. Come on.

Now, don't start crying, Mama.

- Be careful with that rifle, J.R.
- Yeah, I will, Mama.

Last month that Purvis boy
got confused and shot himself.

Ain't gonna be no battles, Carrie.

He's going to Germany.
The war is in Korea.

I love you.
- Love you too.

Take this.

Thanks, Mama.

Take care of yourself, Donzil.
Take care of my sister too.

I will.

Hey, Tommy? Be a good boy.

- You're gonna miss your bus.
- Yeah.

Excuse me. May I?

"Dear Vivian, I really miss you.

Boo hoo hoo. "

It don't matter what you write, Cash.

No chassis like that's gonna stay parked
in her daddy's driveway for two years.

Cash.

Write something.

I saw this church in
Düsseldorf made of limestone.

Big as a train station.

We can get married
there and go to Venice.

That's in Italy, Viv. The streets
are made of water. I ain't kidding.

Johnny...

I haven't seen you for two years.

We only dated for a month.

My daddy says there's
something wrong with you.

Well, what do you say, Viv?

I mean, I thought you said you loved me.

I do. Oh, I do. I...

Well, then don't be
scared. You tell him that.

- You tell him I love you too.
- He says that's impossible.

- He says that you hardly know me.
- I think I know perfect when I meet it.

Let's go, Cash.

Viv...

Listen, baby. You tell
your daddy I'm your man.

Tell him we'll make a family, and I'm
gonna be on the radio because I am.

You tell him we'll have a
nice house, and we'll be happy.

We'll live in Memphis. Tell
him I'll love you forever.

- You promise?
- That's a promise, Viv. You hear me...?

Five minutes was up five minutes ago.

I am Folsom Prison.

At one time they
called me Bloody Folsom.

And I earned the name.
My own prisoners built me.

Every block of my granite is
cemented by the blood of men.

Is it any wonder a man
sometimes went berserk...

...and fought the hated
walls that shut him in?

Knock it off, you. Let
a guy get some sleep.

This was a common
scene in those old days.

I had so little work for them to do.

I hear the train comin'

Comin' down the line

I can't see no sunshine

From this window of mine

I'm stuck.

When I was just a baby
My momma said to me, "Son"

"Always be a good boy"

"Don't you mess around with guns"

But I killed a man in Reno

Just to watch him die

When I hear that whistle blowin'

I hang my head...

- and cry

You gonna try today, John?

Really try to sell something?

- What does that mean?
- I cleaned out your case last night.

Baby, all I found were peanut
bags and music magazines.

I need you to think about
what my daddy offered.

Viv, I'm trying. I mean, I'm
really trying to sell stuff.

Hello, ma'am. I'm from Home
Equipment Company over on Summer...

...and we have a lot of products...

Enamel colors that you can
choose from, uh, that we can...

Hello, I'm John Cash, and I'm from
the Home Equipment Company on Summer.

Lucretia. Lucretia, who is it?

Hey, you are late.

Well, I woke up this
morning Looked out the door

I can tell that old milk
cow By the way she lowed

Well, if you've seen my milk
cow Please ride her on home

I ain't had no milk and butter
Since that cow's been gone

I've tried to treat you right Day by day

Get out your little prayer book
Get down on your knees and pray

You're gonna need

You're gonna need your
lovin' Daddy's help someday

Well, then you're gonna be
sorry For treating me this way

Oh, come now!

A little higher.

You're close. Little higher.

A little... Yeah, a little higher.

Now play the chord.

That's good.

Let's hear your E, Marshall.

There's my E.

Loulabelle, time to come in.

Jack. Jack, get in here.

- Let's go. Jack.

Let's go, John.

There are some people

Say you cannot tell

Whether you are saved
or Whether all is well

They say you only can hope and

Trust that it is so

Well, I was there when it happened

And so I guess I ought to know

Yes, I know when Jesus saved me

- Saved my soul
- The very moment He forgave me

Made me whole

He took away my heavy burdens

Lord, He gave me peace within

- Peace within
- Well, Satan can't make me doubt it

I won't doubt it

I'm gonna shout it...

Viv?

Viv, open the door.

Viv.

Viv, don't embarrass me.
Everyone's out there watching.

I wanna see my daddy.

I wanna go home, John. Please.

He's just got a job sitting in
there, in San Antonio waiting for us.

- It's just sitting there, waiting.
- Viv. The guys are here.

My band is here in Memphis.

Your band? John, your band?

Your band is two mechanics
who can't hardly play.

Oh, baby, can't you hear the
difference between you and that?

You have your wife and
your baby in a dump, John...

...and another one on the way.
And we can't even make rent.

John...

Soon your sugar-daddies
will all be gone

You'll wake up some cold
day And find you're alone

You'll call for me But I'm
gonna tell you, "Bye, bye, bye"

When I turn around and walk
away You'll cry, cry, cry

You're gonna cry, cry, cry

And you'll cry alone

When everyone's forgotten
And you're left on your own

You're gonna cry, cry, cry

Hey.

- You hate me?
- No, I don't.

That's a mean song.

Stupid is what it is, Viv.

Yeah.

Vi... Viv, it's just a song.

Excuse me, sir? You
the owner of this place?

- That's me.
- Hello. I'm J.R. Cash.

Sam Phillips.

Good to meet you, Mr. Phillips.
I'm a singer, and I got a band.

We've been working on some songs.

You wanna cut a record, son, it's $4.

Well, what about the guys there
on the wall in the pictures?

- I mean, they pay $4?
- They're on my label.

Well, how do I get on there?

- You audition.
- Right now?

No...

Call my secretary, Marion,
when she comes back.

She's at the salon. She'll get
you an appointment next month.

- I can't wait that long, Mr. Phillips.
- Excuse me?

I can't wait that long.

- What about this one? I can iron it.
- No.

John, you can't wear
that one. It's black.

It's the only color of shirt we
all have. Nothing wrong with black.

- It looks like you're going to a funeral.
- Well, maybe I am.

Yes, I know when Jesus
saved me Saved my soul

The very moment He forgave me
- Made me whole

He took away my heavy burdens
Lord, He gave me peace within

- Peace within
- Well, Satan can't make me doubt it

I won't doubt it
- It's real and I'm gonna shout it

I'm gonna shout it

Hold on. Hold on.

I hate to interrupt, but
you guys got something else?

I'm sorry. I can't
market gospel no more.

So that's it?

I don't record material
that doesn't sell, Mr. Cash.

And gospel like that doesn't sell.

So is it the gospel
or the way I sing it?

Both.

Well, what's wrong
with the way I sing it?

I don't believe you.

- You saying I don't believe
in God? J.R., come on. Let's go.

No. I wanna understand. I
mean, we come down here...

...we play, and he tells
me I don't believe in God.

You know exactly what I'm telling
you. We've already heard that song.

A hundred times. Just like that.
Just like how you singing it.

- Well, you didn't let us bring it home.
- Bring it...

Bring it home? All right,
let's bring it home.

If you was hit by a truck, and you
was lying out in that gutter dying...

...and you had time
to sing one song, huh?

One song people would
remember before you're dirt...

...one song that would let God know
what you felt about your time...

...here on Earth, one song
that would sum you up...

...you telling me that's
the song you'd sing?

That same Jimmie Davis tune
we hear on the radio all day?

About your peace within
and how it's real...

...and how you're gonna shout it?

Or would you sing something different?

Something real? Something you felt?

I'm telling you right now,
that's the kind of song...

...people want to hear.
That's the kind of song...

...that truly saves people.

It ain't got nothing to do
with believing in God, Mr. Cash.

It has to do with believing in yourself.

Well, I got a couple songs
I wrote in the Air Force.

You got anything against the Air Force?

No.

I do.

J.R., whatever you're about to
play, we ain't never heard it.

I hear the train a-comin'

It's rollin' around the bend

And I ain't seen the sunshine

Since I don't know when

I'm stuck in Folsom Prison

And time keeps draggin' on

But that train keeps a-rollin'

On down to San Antone

When I was just a baby

My momma told me, "Son"

"Always be a good boy
Don't ever play with guns"

But I shot a man in Reno

Just to watch him die

When I hear that whistle blowin'

I hang my head and cry

I bet there's rich folks
eatin' In a fancy dining car

They're probably drinkin'
coffee And smokin' big cigars

Well, I know I had it comin'

I know I can't be free

But those people keep a-movin'

And that's what tortures me

Where you been?

Are you drunk?

- What happened?
- He didn't like our gospel.

So I played him some songs that I wrote.

And we made a record, Viv.

I mean a real, real record.

We did it like six times. I had to
sing the song over and over again.

And I'm playing it, and you should've
seen Marshall, he was so nervous.

But, I mean, we made a
real record of my song.

- Oh, gee.
- I can't believe it. It's still...

Yes, sirree, you're listening
to the Tennessee Farm Hour.

Now, here's a new one
from our girl Patsy.

Good lyrics.

Did you write it?

Yeah, it won a poetry
prize in Stars and Stripes.

That was before... That was
before I set it to music.

Hey, flip that over for me, will you?

This is Bob Neal, and you're
listening to the Tennessee Farm Hour...

...brought to you by
Bronson Seed and Feed.

Mr. Phillips? Oh, man, I broke
it. I broke it, I broke it.

John. John. Broke what?
- The record, man, it's smashed.

Mr. Neal, he asked me to flip it over...

...and when I went to do it, it
slipped out of my hands and it broke.

The worst part is, I think he liked it.

John, I know. We can do it right now.

- Let's get Luther and Marshall.
- We don't need to record it. Sit down.

- I wanna record it.
- John.

Sit down, John. You don't
have to record another one.

What you broke is the test press.

The factory sends me one of those
before they do a run of a thousand.

He's yanking your chain, Mr. Phillips.

Ain't no way nobody could be that dumb.

Leave him be, Jerry Lee.

John? Hmm?

When are we gonna talk about...

...how this tour is gonna work?

Because you're...

...out of town three out of four
weeks for the next three months.

Well...

You wanted it.
- Viv, I don't believe it.

He's playing it again.

Them folks at Sun tell me...

...this boy starts a
four-state tour next week.

Ho-ho! Son of a gun!

We got a baby sleeping. Come on.

Vivian, you hear that?

Hey! Hey, that's my song!

Oh, the baby.

Hear Daddy in the wind?

Cry, cry, cry

I think she really likes it.

My name is Jerry Lee
Lewis Come from Louisiana

Gonna do a little boogie
On this here piano!

Doing mighty fine
Gonna make you shake it

Gonna make you do it Make
you do it till it breaks

Called the Lewis Boogie In the Lewis way

Lord, I do my little
boogie-woogie Every day

Never seen nobody play like that.

Well, down in New Orleans

The land of dreams The
best doggone place, son

You ever have seen
Yeah, the cats go wild

With a boogie that's hot And
my boogie makes you want to stop

And do the bop It's
called the Lewis Boogie

In the Lewis way

I do my little boogie-woogie Every day!

Jerry Lee Lewis, ladies and gentlemen.
"The Killer," Jerry Lee Lewis.

Grab yourselves a pine box, boys.

Nobody follows "The Killer. "

These next boys have just put out their
first record called "Cry, Cry, Cry. "

Oh, shoot. Now I'm late.

Oh, my gosh. Excuse me.

That's my cue. Oh, no, y... Oh,
that's stuck right on my dress.

- Hey, Bill. Hold on, Bill. I'm coming.
- I think...

Oh, my, I think I hear June
Carter's voice, ladies and gentlemen.

I'll be right there,
Bill. I'll be right there.

Reckon when, June?

Well, Bill, I got tangled.

- In what, June bug?
Johnny Cash's guitar strap.

Don't worry, I can keep this
funny for at least two minutes.

And I'll tell you what, Bill. He's
a strapping boy, that Johnny Cash.

And his guitar strap's
pretty strapping too.

Here. I love that
"Cry" song, by the way.

Hey, thanks.

Ladies and gentlemen, Miss June Carter.

Bill. Bill, I had to come and
tell you. I had to tell you.

I had to tell you. I
just can't sing tonight.

You best be getting out here.

Yeah.

Bill, I got the laryngitis.

Me too.

June, we just...
- I do. Y'all laughing, but I do.

We all just heard you
hollering up a storm backstage.

Well, I didn't have it then, Bill.

Ladies and gentlemen, Miss June Carter.

All right, June's gonna
be back to sing later.

Her family's also with us tonight.

But like I was saying, these boys
up next are hotter than a pistol.

They are burning up the radio with
their new hit, "Cry, Cry, Cry. "

And I wanna make sure we give
them a big Texarkana welcome.

So here they are, folks. New
passengers on the Sun Rocking Railway...

...Johnny Cash and the Tennessee Two.

Hello. I'm Johnny Cash.

Hey, get rhythm When you get the blues

Come on, get rhythm
When you get the blues

Get a rock 'n' roll
feelin' In your bones

Get taps on your toes And get gone

Get rhythm when you get the blues

Little shoeshine boy Never gets low down

But he's got the dirtiest Job in town

Bendin' low at the people's feet On
the windy corner of a dirty street

Well, I asked him
While he shined my shoes

How he'd keep From getting the blues

He grinned as he raised his little head

He popped a shoeshine
rag And then he said

"Get rhythm when you get the blues

Come on, get rhythm
When you get the blues

Yes, a jumpy rhythm
Makes you feel so fine

It'll shake all the trouble
From your worried mind

Get rhythm when you get the blues"

All right.

Well, I sat down to
listen To the shoeshine boy

And I thought I was gonna jump for joy

Slapped on the shoe
polish Left and right

He took a shoeshine
rag And he held it tight

He stopped once To wipe the sweat away

I said, "You're a mighty little
boy To be a-workin' thataway"

He said, "I like it"
With a big, wide grin

Kept on a-poppin' and he said again

"Get rhythm when you get the blues

Come on and get rhythm

All right!

When you get the blues

It only costs a dime,
just a nickel a shoe

It does a million dollars'
worth Of good for you

Get rhythm when you get the blues"

Thank you. Thank you very much.

Well, I love that hair, long and black

Hanging down to the middle of your back

Don't cut it off, whatever you do
I need it to run my fingers through

Viv, I'm telling you, I think this
is the best show we've ever done.

Hell, it might be the best
show I've ever seen, no kidding.

Where are you?
- Texarkana. Baby, I miss you.

Hey, do you hear Orbison doing our
song? He turned it to a two-step. Listen.

- Do you hear that?
- Damn it.

What's the matter?

Damn it. Roseanne just ran
her head into the table.

Roseanne. Roseanne. Here, talk to Daddy.

Hey, Roseanne? Hey, it's Daddy.

Honey, don't, don't cry.
Daddy's gonna be home real soon.

- John, I have to go.
- Huh?

I have to go, John.

Bye.

Hey, y'all say hi to Johnny Cash. Dad,
he wrote that "Cry, Cry, Cry" song.

Mother Maybelle.

- How you doing, Johnny Cash?
- Good. Heck, I'm great, ma'am.

- Hello, John, I'm Ezra.
- Yeah, I know.

- It was nice to meet you, son.
- Real good to meet you, sir.

I walked into a honky-tonky
Just the other day

I dropped a nickel in a
jukebox Just to hear it play

I didn't have no tune in
mind I didn't wait to choose

Just dropped a nickel in the
slot And played the Jukebox Blues

There's a guy in there
With an old tin horn

And a feller on an old banjo

And the man on the
fiddle He wasn't no slouch

He could really drag that bow

You sounded good
tonight, Cash. Real tight.

Oh, thanks, man.

You want some chili fries?

Oh, no, that's okay.

She's been in the spotlight since
you and me was biting ankles.

They say Maybelle had
a crib at the Ryman...

...so she could pull her out
and let her whoop and holler...

...and pop her back in and go to sleep.

It must have been a drum

It gave that song a solid
beat Boy, he was goin' some

I walked into a honky-tonky
Just the other day

I dropped a nickel in a
jukebox Just to hear it play

I didn't have no tune in
mind I didn't wait to choose

Just dropped a nickel in the
slot And played the Jukebox Blues

I've played a lot of jukeboxes
Most every one in town

But that's the first tune I ever
heard That could make one dance around

Play the Jukebox Blues

Such a rhythm I never heard
I danced out both of my shoes

- We're leaving in an
hour, John. All right.

Oh, that's a sweet story, honey.

All right.

No.

I'm leaving in, like, five minutes.

All right.

Is everything else all right?

I love you too.

- Bye-bye. Bye-bye.
How you doing?

- Coffee?
- Yeah...

...and some toast, please.

- Hey.
- Hey, how are you?

Good. Do you mind?

No, not at all.

- Did you lose your voice?
- I did.

I was just singing
my heart out up there.

I got to ask you how you
came up with that sound.

What sound?

That sound everybody's talking about.
Steady like a train. Sharp like a razor.

Well, we'd play faster if we could.

You know, I guess it
just come out like that.

I gotta close my register.
- Oh, yeah, sure.

Thank you.

Here's a picture of my wife, Viv.

- My baby, Roseanne.
- Oh, look at her. She's beautiful.

Thanks. Got another one on the way.

- I got a little girl too.
- Yeah?

Her name's Carlene. Yeah.
She's about the same age.

When I was in the service, I
used to look at pictures of you.

- You know, in magazines.
- Oh.

No. No, it wasn't like that.

I mean, I... I liked
your music, you know?

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

I mean, I... You were... Well, you
are... I mean, I... I kept track of you.

Yeah, you and your family, you know.

I listened to your voice
my whole life, you know?

Now, me and my brother, Jack,
we always listened to your songs.

- You know, like "Swallerin' Place. "
- Yeah.

Yeah, we liked it when
you'd sing one alone.

Well, you and Jack are the only ones.

- What do you mean?
- I'm not really much of a singer, John.

I mean, I got a lot of
personality, I got sass.

I give it my all, but my sister Anita's
really the one who's got the pipes.

- Well, who said that?
- Everybody.

My mama, my daddy.

That's how come I learned to be
funny. So I'd have something to offer.

Well...

Parents aren't always the
best judge of things...

...you want my opinion.

So how long you on the tour?

Another couple of weeks.
We just got on board...

...but I tell you, it
feels like a lot longer.

I'm sure.

I'm headed off. I'm going to the Ryman.

Tell your brother Jack to tune
in, I'll sing him something.

What does he like?

Oh, that's... That's
sweet. But he passed.

I'm sorry. Were y'all real close?

Yeah. Yeah, he's, uh...

It's funny, I ain't talked about
Jack in a long time, you know? It's...

After he died, I... I talked
about him all the time...

...but I guess people grew tired of it.

So I just stopped.

John?

You're tired, aren't you?

Yeah.

It'll slow down.

It will.

I better get going.

It was good to talk to you.

- You too.
- Take care.

Hopefully, I'll see you soon.
- You better tune in.

- I'll sing you that "Swallerin' Place. "
- I will. I really will.

Okay.

That's fine. That's... That's perfect.

Yes, ma'am.

When was the last time you
heard him moving around in there?

I don't know.

Thought you were gonna
help me today, John.

You head out tomorrow.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Better start living life here
with us when you come home...

...before you have to leave again.

You know, I was thinking.

You know, maybe I could
get Bob to push my dates.

I'm happy when I'm here.

I like waking up and seeing your face.

John, those bags over there...

Those letters in there
are 10-to-one from girls.

Ten to one. And they're obscene.

Reba's been trying to
answer some of them.

Half of them ain't even 15...

...and they are sending pictures
of themselves in bathing suits.

Pictures for you to look at
while you're doing time at Folsom.

- Oh, Viv.
- This one girl, she sent you her diar...

Viv, don't even read
those letters, they're...

It's just crazy right now, that's all.

You know.

Hell, you should have seen last week.

We was at the fair...

...and this bus full of 4-H
girls pulls up, you know...

...and they come piling out of there.

They go running, screaming after
Carl and Roy. I mean, running.

John. I have a casserole in
the oven and your sister...

...in the kitchen, and I don't
want to talk about the tour.

Well, Viv, you, you're
the one that brought it up.

In fact, that's my new rule.

When you come home...

...I wanna get right down to
talking about regular things.

Viv, don't give me no rules.

All I got are rules.

All I got is to be at
this place at this time.

I'm trying to go there...

...and I'm trying to spend
time with you, the kids.

And write songs through this.
What do you want from me?

I got you your dream house. All of your
things, all the pretty little things.

I got you your car.
What do you want from me?

I want you, John. I want you. And I
want everything that you promised me.

Well, what if I can't do that?

Got your mind on something?

What are you doing up there, man?

I'm building a bomb.

Where are we going again?

Tyler. George Jones' show.

Where was it we just was?

- Have another one, Carl. Austin, Carl.

That's where y'all picked me up.

Hey, John, you seen the new charts?

"Cry, Cry, Cry" was 14, I think.

Yeah, I heard that,
but I haven't seen it.

Wherever we've been, I can
tell you where we're going.

Everybody in this car's going to hell.

And what about the car up there?

We're all going to hell
for the songs we sing.

People who listen to
them will go to hell too.

You shut up with that.

God gave us a great big apple, see?

And he said, "Don't touch it. "

He didn't say touch it once in a while
or take a nibble when you're hungry.

He said, "Don't touch it. "

Don't think about touching it.

Don't sing about touching it.

Don't think about
singing about touching it.

And what about me, Jerry
Lee? Am I going to hell?

No, June. You're beautiful.

Sleepy is what I am.

She's making me fall in love with her.

Feel my heart. Come here. Sincerely.

Feel my heart, baby. It's
just a-beating for you.

- Stop. Come on, feel it.

- I'm falling for you. Hey.

- No, you're not. Jerry Lee. Jerry Lee.

Come on.

Sit your ass down. Just sit down.

The 1957 Chevrolet.
There's new designs...

Looks like we're here.

Oh, thank goodness.

Get me out of this
car and all these boys.

Let's go. Home sweet home, boys.

You can just put those
right there. That'd be great.

Oh, wait. I wanted to
give you that Billboard.

Oh, right.

It's in here somewhere.

You got a library in there, June.

Here it is. I circled it
for you. It's right there.

Yeah, 14.

I can't believe it.

Um, I wanted to give you this.

I just finished it. It's really amazing.

- "The Prophet"?
- Yeah.

Keep it.

- Oh, no. You don't...
- Whenever I finish a book...

...I give it away to somebody.
It just lightens my load.

John.

I just went through a terrible divorce.

And I got a world of
judgment on me right now.

And, um, it's really
none of my business...

...but you seem like
you have a nice family.

I'm sorry. It just happened.

Just happened?

Yeah.

And you wear black because you
can't find anything else to wear?

You found your sound because
you can't play no better?

And you just tried to kiss me...

...because it just happened?

You should try taking credit for
something every once in a while.

John.

- Hey, Luth.
- Hey, John.

You okay?

I'll let you know in a
few minutes. How you doing?

Okay. That boy Elvis
sure likes to talk poon.

That's all I heard since Lubbock.

- You want some?
- What is it?

They'll make you wanna drive
all the way to Jacksonville...

...and enjoy yourself
once you get there.

Elvis takes them.

Yeah.

Yes, sir. Try some.

That's a lot. Be careful.

Here comes Marshall with his bomb.

You got your lighter, J. R?
- Yeah.

All right, you help me get
up in there. Grab that fuse.

How long we got us after we light it?

About 30 seconds a foot.

All right.

He light it? Does your wife know...

...you like to blow stuff up?

Sure she does. That's
why I married her, John.

Well, you light it?

There's a bomb up there...

It'll go.

It didn't work.

Way to go, Johnny boy.

It was around about four
And I thought she would stop

She looked at me And then
she looked at the clock

She said, "Now, wait a minute,
Daddy Now, don't you get sore"

"'Cause all I want to do
Is rock a little bit more"

'Cause she's my rock 'n' roll Ruby
Rock 'n' roll, rock 'n' roll Ruby

Rock 'n' roll When
Ruby starts a-rockin'

It satisfies my soul

One night my Ruby left me all alone I
tried to contact her on the telephone

I finally found her about twelve o'clock

She said, "Leave me 'lone, Daddy
'Cause your Ruby wants to rock"

'Cause she's my rock 'n' roll Ruby

Rock 'n' roll Rock 'n'
roll Ruby, rock 'n' roll

When Ruby starts a-rockin'
Man, it satisfies my soul

Thank you. Thank you very much.

How about them boys, huh?

Johnny Cash and the Tennessee Three.

- You kicked it good
tonight, John. Thanks, man.

That's right. Kiss his ass.

Hey, Jerry Lee, your
mama know you're out?

She knows.

She knows.

How about that Johnny Cash, everybody?

Johnny Cash.

Well, that's all right, Mama
That's all right with you

That's all right, Mama

Just any way you do

Well, that's all right, that's all right

That's all right now, Mama

Any way you do

Well, Mama, she done told me

Papa done told me, too

Said, "Son, that gal you're foolin' with

She ain't no good for you"

Well, that's all right That's all right

Now, that's all right now, Mama

Any way you do

Okay.

Mr. Cash? Yeah?

There's a Miss Audrey
Parks here to see you.

Who?

Audrey Parks.

Hey.

Well, that's all right That's all right

Now, that's all right
now, Mama Any way you do

Oh, get it now!

Ray, why don't you say grace?

Mama, it's J.R.'s table. Why
don't you say grace, J. R?

No, go ahead, Pa.

I go out on a party

And look...

I go out on a party

And look for a little fun

I found...

But I find a...

Shit.

But I find a darkened corner

Go out on a party

And look for a little fun

But I find a darkened corner

'Cause I still miss someone

'Cause I still miss someone

Hi.
- Hi.

You're June Carter, ain't
you? Oh, my. Betsy Purvis.

Hi, Betsy. So nice to meet you.

- We're coming to the show.
- Wonderful.

- This is my husband, Lloyd.
Hi, Lloyd. So nice to meet you.

You know where the fishing tackle is?

- Back of them footballs on the corner.
- All right, great.

Enjoy the show. And if you have
any requests, just holler them out.

Good morning.
- Hey.

She's even prettier in person.

Can I help you?
- Oh, I'm looking for some lace.

Oh, the sewing store
on Saticoy's got lace.

Thank you.

You know, your ma and pa...

...are good Christians
in a world gone to pot.

Well, I'll tell them you said that.

I'm surprised they still speak to you.

After that stunt with Carl Smith.

Divorce is an abomination.
Marriage is for life.

I'm sorry I let you down, ma'am.

- Hey. Hey.

What's funny?

You've been standing in that
spot for about 10 minutes...

...staring at that Polly Pepper book.

Well, I can't... I can't figure
which one Roseanne would like more.

She got brown hair, which
makes me think this one.

- Right.
- But this is "Baby Sisters. "

And she got a baby sister, and...

Well, I got that one for
Carlene, and she liked it.

- Mm-hm. I missed
her birthday. - Oh.

So I wanted to get her something more...

...you know? Like one
of these dollhouses.

But I don't know how
to get it out to her.

Want me to help you?

I think there's a lake
right up around the corner.

- You got a hitch in your giddyup?
- Yeah.

Forgot how much I like this.

Hey, June? I never used one
of these fancy reels before.

Well, what'd you use, a sapling?

Yeah.

Okay, hold on. I'll help you.

It's like there's some
kind of lock on it or...

No. My daddy taught me how
to do this, I'll show you.

Keep your thumb there on the button.

That loosens the line.

And then you're gonna bring it back.

Then you're gonna throw it out there.

And then when you're ready, if
you got a good spot for it...

...you let go of the button. All right?

- Sidearm?
- Yeah, sidearm.

All right.

See? There you go.

Just around the corner There's heartache

Down the street that losers use

If you can wade in Through the teardrops

You'll find me At the Home of the Blues

Yeah, you're gonna find
me at The Home of the Blues

Hey, folks, what do you say we
get June Carter out here again?

Maybe she'll sing with me.

No, no, no. No.

Oh, come on, June. I
never sing with you.

I got my slippers on, and
I'm not coming out there.

They don't care if you
got your slippers on.

Come on, it's the shank of the evening.

Folks, let's hear it. June. June.

June, June, June.

June, June, June.

- June, June, June.
- Come on, June, prove Elvis wrong.

He says you can't do nothing that
ain't written in your calendar.

June, June, June, June, June, June.

See, June? They wanna see us together.

All right. Quit that clutching
on me and I'll sing with you.

But you gotta quit clutching on me.

Hi, folks. How y'all doing again?

I hope y'all don't mind my bare feet.

So, what are we gonna sing, Johnny?

You got me out here. Is
that where your plan ends?

Well, I always liked that song of yours:

"Time's a-Wastin'." Let's do that one.

Oh, come on. I don't know about that.
How about your hit song, "Big River"?

That's a good song.

Well, "Big River" ain't a duet.

- Uh, let's do "Time's a-Wastin'."
- I am not gonna sing that song.

It's inappropriate. I recorded it
with my ex-husband. I will not sing it.

No better way to put it behind you.

- I'm not gonna do it.
- June, just sing.

- I've got arms
- And I've got arms

Let's get together and use those arms

Let's go

- Time's a-wastin'
- Time's a-wastin'

I've got lips

And I've got lips

Let's get together and use those lips

Let's go

- Time's a-wastin'
- Time's a-wastin'

A cake's no good If
you don't mix the batter

And bake it

And love's just a bubble

If you don't take the trouble To make it

- So if you're free to go with me
- So if you're free to go with me

I'll take it quicker
than one-two-three

Let's go

- Time's a-wastin'
- Time's a-wastin'

Don't do that.

Hey, June.

June? Open up.

June, open the door.

Just leave me be, John, all right?

What? What, what did I do?

June, it's a song.

Just please get away from me.

I think I hear Johnny Cash
and the Tennessee Three.

They'll be playing all
weekend long at the Malco.

Matinees and evening shows...

...along with Jerry Lee Lewis,
June Carter and Carl Perkins.

It's the candyman

Well, all you ladies gather round

You know who's comin' to town

And it ain't Santa Claus

It's the candyman

The candyman right there, Luther.

How come you don't never try
this brand of picking, Luther?

What you're looking for,
Waylon, I already found.

The candyman is coming home

Don't get stuck On the candyman's stick

Well, hey, June.

Hey, Jerry Lee.

How you doing, John?

Uh...

Well, okay, June. How you doing?

I surmise you've never been to bed.

- "Surmise. " We got a show at 2.

- A matinee. You remember?
We were just practicing.

- Sit down. It's slick
here. Practice makes perfect.

- Not today, Jerry Lee. Why not?

- Because you're drunk. Uh-oh.

Amen, brother.

Come on, Junie, just
come have a beer with us.

I'm going home tonight after the show.

I'm not here to look after y'all.

You're not?

You got somebody to
do that for you, John.

You got a wife somewhere.
You remember that?

Well, what if I didn't?

There's too many ifs in that sentence.

Only one, actually.

There's only one if
in that sentence, June.

Good point.

I thought it was a good point.
I mean, there is only one.

- Really? It's a good point.

Hey.
- Don't talk to me like that.

We surrender. We surrender.

What was I thinking?
I must've been crazy.

Y'all are gonna blow this tour.

You can't walk no line.

June, we ain't blowing the tour.

I am not gonna be that little Dutch
boy with my finger in the dam no more.

You're lying to yourself if
you think this is about a tour.

This isn't about a tour.

This isn't about a song.

I keep a close watch
On this heart of mine

I keep my eyes wide open all the time

I keep the ends out
For the tie that binds

I got his picture.

Because you're mine, I walk the line

As sure as night is
dark And day is light

I keep you on my mind Both day and night

And happiness I've known
Proves that it's right

John. Honey, I wanna take your
picture. Roseanne, look at Mommy.

Say cheese.

You've got a way To keep me on your side

You give me cause for
love That I can't hide

For you I know I'd even
try to turn the tide

Because you're mine, I walk the line

What do you think of California?

We like it. We just bought a house.

I keep a close watch
On this heart of mine

I keep my eyes wide open all the time

I keep the ends out
For the tie that binds

Because you're mine, I walk the line

Lunchtime.

Come on in, everybody.

Hey, Kath? Roseanne?

Hey, girls, look up in the sky.

Hey, girls! Hurry up, you can't miss it.

Hey. You see that bird up there?

You see that bird? That's a falcon.

Yeah. Yeah.

Lunchtime.

Come on in, everybody.

This is the topic. All
right, the answer is:

You ought to know that one.
You look at the funnies.

- Shmoos. What were the shmoos?

Correct. Go on and choose the next.

Let's go with...

What is this?

Hey, I've been looking for that.

That's the letter I wrote
to Bob Dylan on the plane.

That folk singer I told you about.

You wrote it on an
airsickness bag, honey.

So what?

What's so funny?

I was thinking maybe you
ought to try sleeping at night.

Maybe eating. Maybe both.

Hey, Viv, you made your
mind up about tonight?

You coming?

Well, okay. Because
you're asking so nice.

I got it. Got it.

Hello? Hey, Bob.

Hey, can you hold on
a second? One second.

Hello.

So, uh, you tell them awards
people that we're gonna come.

Uh-huh.

Hey, Bob. Do you know,
is June gonna be there?

This year we had a British invasion,
a beautiful girl from Brazil...

...a matchmaker from New York.
We even had a flying nanny.

- In 1964, we covered
the globe. Hey, Johnny.

Hey, Randy, how are you?

- With some incredible acts...

June? Hey.

Hi, John.

- Been a long time.
- Yeah.

- Hi, Vivian. How are you?
- Hello, June.

I saw you got married.

- Uh, yes, I did.
- Congratulations, June.

Thank you. I appreciate that.
- You're welcome.

- So you think this
one will stick? John.

Is this your third? John.

I'm just asking a question.

Do not do this to me.

John.

- Hey, June, wait. I need to talk to you.
- I don't want to talk to you, John.

Hey, excuse me, fella, do you mind?

You don't look good, John.

Well, you look real nice.

So where's your truck driver?

Stock-car driver.

You'll be happy to know
things aren't working out.

It doesn't make me happy.

Well, a little, it does.

I wanna tour with you again, June.

I miss the tour.

I miss the music.

I got two growing girls,
John. I can't tour.

You're gonna do the comedy
act the rest of your life?

You got a voice, June. Use it.

One week a month. That's all.

All right, you'll work for me.

You don't have to worry about bookings,
agents, publicists or anything.

And if one of your girls get sick,
you stay home and I pay you anyways.

And if one of your girls get sick,
you stay home and I pay you anyways.

Oh, he taught me to love
him And promised to love

And to cherish me over All others above

How my heart is now
wondering No misery can tell

He's left me no warning
No words of farewell

Oh, he taught me to love
him And called me his flower

That was blooming to cheer
him Through life's dreary hour

How I long to see him
And regret the dark hour

He's gone and neglected
This pale wildwood flower

Thank you. That's my
mama's favorite song.

So y'all sit down, squat down or lie
down, but make yourselves at home...

...because here's the one and only...

...Mr. Johnny Cash.

Hello, I'm Johnny Cash.

Go away from my window

Leave at your own chosen speed

I'm not the one you want, babe

I'm not the one you need

- You say you're looking for someone
- You say you're looking for someone

- Who's never weak but always strong
- Who's never weak but always strong

- To protect you and defend you
- To protect you and defend you

- Whether you are right or wrong
- Whether you are right or wrong

- Someone to open each and every door
- Someone to open each and every door

- But it ain't me, babe
- But it ain't me, babe

- No, no, no, it ain't me, babe
- No, no, no, it ain't me, babe

- It ain't me you're looking for, babe
- It ain't me you're looking for, babe

- Go lightly from the ledge, babe
- Go lightly from the ledge, babe

- Go lightly on the ground
- Go lightly on the ground

- I'm not the one you want, babe
- I'm not the one you want, babe

- I'll only let you down
- I'll only let you down

You say you're looking for someone
Who'll promise never to part

Someone to close his eyes to
you Someone to close his heart

- Someone to die for you and more
- Someone to die for you and more

- But it ain't me, babe
- But it ain't me, babe

- No, no, no, it ain't me, babe
- No, no, no, it ain't me, babe

- It ain't me you're looking for
- It ain't me you're looking for

Great show.
- Thank you.

We loved it.
- It's all June. It's all June.

- Brilliant, John. Thank you.

Hi, good to see you.
- Thanks for coming.

- Hello. What's next?

- We're booked in Vegas. June?

Yeah?
- I want you to meet my parents.

- That's my mama and my daddy.
- Hi.

How you doing?
- It's so nice to meet you finally.

Hi, I'm June Carter.

- Miss Carter.
- Nice to meet you.

You haven't met my little girls,
have you? This is Roseanne...

Oh, they were sleeping
with... Ain't they sweet?

You girls are all dressed alike.
I love those yellow ribbons.

June.
- Yeah?

Stay clear of my children.

Vivian, I was just saying hello.
- You heard me.

Viv.

- Vivian, please.
- No.

But ifthey'll laugh at you in Jackson

I'll be dancing on a pony keg

They'll lead you 'round
town Like a scolded hound

With your tail tucked Between your legs

You're going to Jackson

You big-talking man

And I'll be waiting in Jackson

Behind my Japan fan

- Oh, now, we got married in a fever
- We got married in a fever

- Hotter than a pepper sprout
- Hotter than a pepper sprout

- We've been talking about Jackson
- We've been talking about Jackson

- Ever since the fire went out
- Ever since the fire went out

- I'm going to Jackson
- I'm going to Jackson

- And that's a fact
- And that's a fact

- Yeah, we're going to Jackson
- Yeah, we're going to Jackson

- Ain't never coming back
- Ain't never coming back

Oh, wait, catch it. Come on, y'all.

I got this beef jerky.
You're gonna love it, man.

Nice boots. High rollers out there?

Say, officer, how do you get
your shirts to stay that way...

...so stiff?

Just starch.

Huh. It's real nice.

What?

- What? - Are you out of
your rabbit-assed mind?

All right, good night.
- Good night, y'all.

- Good night. Give me two, give me two.

- That was a fun show tonight.
- Yeah, it was.

- This is my room.
- Right.

Hey, you wanna have
one of these with me?

Uh...

I don't know.

Can I have one?

- John.
- All right.

Wait, wait, here.

I'll get a good one.

You know what? You're just mean.

That's what you are, you're mean.

Here, here.
- You're a mean man.

Don't say that.
- And I knew it.

I've known it all along.

Wait a minute. Here.

- Come on. Open your mouth.
- No.

I don't trust you.

- Don't say that.
- I don't trust you.

Yes, you do.

Open your mouth. Open your mouth.

You're so evil. Terrible.

Oh...

I suppose I better answer it.

Hello?

Oh, hey, Carlene, what's wrong?

Okay, sweetie, I can't understand what
you're saying, you're crying so hard.

I know, but you gotta calm down, honey.

All right. But everything's okay?

Yeah, I know, sweetie,
sometimes that happens.

Sweetie, little sisters do
stuff like that sometimes.

You gotta learn to be patient with her.

Um, okay, well, um...

...tell Linda that Mommy said you
can have pancakes on Saturdays.

- Hey, June, I'm gonna go to my room.
- All right?

Yeah, I know, sweetie.
I'm gonna come home soon.

Yeah, sweetie, please don't cry.

Front desk.
- Hi, could I have June Carter's room?

Certainly. One moment, sir.

June.

It's not wrong, June.

This ain't wrong.

June.

I'm not gonna do this,
John. I'm not gonna do this.

Thank you so much. Thank
you. Thank you so much.

Where's Johnny? Johnny.

Well, Johnny Cash'll
be out in just a minute.

He's been detained for just a minute.

But we're gonna keep you
entertained till then.

And we're gonna play a wonderful...

Hold on, hold on. Johnny's here.

Yeah.

Here he is, Mr. Johnny Cash.

Hi, folks, I'm Johnny Cash.

What about that June Carter,
ain't she a sweetheart?

"I Got Stripes. " "I Got Stripes. "

On a Monday, I was arrested

On a Tuesday, they locked me in jail

On a Wednesday, my trial was attested

And on a Thursday, they said,
"Guilty" And the judge's gavel fell

I got stripes Stripes
around my shoulders

I got chains Chains around my feet

I got stripes Stripes
around my shoulders

And them chains Them chains

They're about to drag me down

Get it on, man. Play the fucking thing.

I got my... just got our britches

On a Tuesday, I got my ball and chain

On a Wednesday, my trial

On a Thurs... They had to knock me down

I got stripes

I'm okay, I'm okay.

Oh, my God. John.

- Close the curtain.
John. John. Get a doctor.

Put the curtain back.

Come on, pull him back.

J.R., you okay?
- Yeah.

J.R., look at me. John.

"Fortunately, I was keeping my feathers
numbered for just such an emergency. "

Let's get some help.
- Junie? June?

Come on, get him some help.

- Yeah? J. R?

What?

J.R.

The tour's been canceled, John.

Who says?

We got you a ticket
home, John. Tomorrow.

You see where I'm putting it?

Right here by the phone.

Take care of yourself, John.

You're burning up.

Got hotter places than my forehead.

Tell me you don't love me.

I don't love you.

You're a liar.

Well, then I guess you ain't
got no problems, do you?

- Where are my pills?
- Flushed them all.

June... Junie, don't say that.

Now, hold on. I... I... I need those.

I need those pills. Listen, that's
just, baby... Those are my prescriptions.

From the doctor. Okay?
I need... I need those.

Now, I know... I...

It burns...

...burns, burns.

Mommy.

Mommy.

Few more minutes, pal.

There you go.

The taste of love is sweet

And it burns, burns, burns, burns

Then it burns, burns, burns, burns

The ring of fire

The ring of fire

Now boarding, flight
1919. Service to San Jose.

At this time, we'd like
to see a boarding pass.

Final boarding call for flight
57. Now boarding at gate 7.

Mr. Cash.

You wanna take these strings off,
or do you want us to break it?

There he is.

What kind of trouble is there?

- Your career, Mr. Cash?

Right this way. Mr. Cash?

Right here. Come on, John.

Your mama was here. Your daddy too.

What'd he say?

Said now you won't
have to work so hard...

...to make people think
you've been to jail.

- Daddy.
- Hey, baby.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine. I'm fine.

I'll see you in the morning.

Cindy doesn't like mustard.

The pills were legal, Viv.
You know, I got prescriptions.

You're not supposed to buy them
across the border, that's all.

Other than that, it's fine.

- So the radio's lying?
- Yeah.

- The TV's lying.
- Baby, they'll say anything.

Your lawyer's lying. Luther's lying.

- Marshall's lying. Your manager.
- Viv, I don't wanna fight.

What about June?

Does she think it's fine
her new boy's a drug addict?

She left the tour, Viv. In Vegas.

Well, that explains
everything, doesn't it?

God said to Abraham, "Kill me a son"

- Abe said, "You must be puttin' me on"
- John.

God say, "No" Abe say, "What?"

God say, "You can do What you want, Abe

But the next time you see
me comin' You better run"

John, what are you doing?

It's 7 a. m.

The kids are getting ready for school.

Just hanging pictures.

John, please don't hang these.

Viv, they're pictures of my band.

Don't hang these.

- No, don't hang these.
- Let go of the picture.

- I said, please don't hang these, John.
- Viv.

No.

Viv, get back here. Viv.

Viv, get back here.

- Viv, I ain't kidding.
- No.

Vivian, give me the damn picture.

- Viv, give me the pic...
- No.

Hey, Viv, wa... Don't do that.

- Now, stop it. Baby, stop it. All right...
- You. You pathetic excuse for a man.

She will find out, you
liar. She'll find out.

She'll find out, John.

- You liar.
- Stop it.

- No.
- You think you're perfect?

- You think you're perfect? Huh? Huh?
- No. No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

I'm coming.

Shut the door...

Hey, you leave them out of this.
Viv. You leave them out of this.

Girls. Girls. No.

Girls.

I'm a long way from home

And so all alone

Homesick like I never thought I'd be

I'm a long way from home

Everything is wrong

Someone please watch over me

Thirty hours.

You've been asleep for 30 hours, hoss.

Hey, did June call?

Woman won't return my damn calls.

They disconnected it yesterday.

Insufficient "fundilation. "

Now, come on, man. I
gave you money for that.

Well, that was last
month. This is this month.

You see, I'm a little
behind right now...

...and I need this to
turn my phone back on.

Because I need to talk to my woman.

You see, I'm in love with a woman and
I need to talk to her, you understand?

I need this to get my
car out of the shop.

And she lives way, way
out on the edge of town.

It's the Bataan Death
March to get there, you see?

So if you'll just go
ahead and cash this.

I'm sorry, Mr. Cash.

- You know who I am.
- Yes, sir.

Okay, then just please
cash my check for me.

The bank puts an automatic
hold on checks like this.

It's a large amount.

If you can't cash it, then
it's just a piece of paper.

- Oh, don't do that. Please...
- Why? You can't cash it.

It ain't nothing. Just
a damn piece of paper.

Mama, Johnny Cash is here.

Hey, girls.

- Hey, Carlene, you look real nice.
- Hey, Johnny.

- Mama, Johnny Cash is here.
- Hi, Mother Maybelle.

Hey, John.

How are you doing?

Doing all right.

Hi, June.

Hi, John.

Hey, girls can you go inside the
living room and clean up that mess?

All right, honey.
- I tried to call, June...

...but I think there's
something wrong with your phone.

Look at you.

Have you looked in a mirror lately?

How are you gonna sing
when you can't even talk?

"I got the laryngitis. " Remember?

- Marry me, June.
- Oh, please. Get up off your knees.

You look pathetic. Come on.

I don't want my girls
seeing somebody like this.

- Come on, baby.
- Where's my friend John?

What'd he get, high? Or is
he incognito? Is he gone?

Because I don't like this guy Cash.

I ain't incognito.

I'm right here. You see?

- I'm here.
- Fine. Where's your car?

It's in make up.

- You walked here?
- Yeah.

You walked here all
the way from Nashville?

Yeah, well, walking's good for you.
See, I'm trying to get in shape, June.

It cleans out your system.
Well, it's a spiritual thing.

I'm on a love walk.

- The June Carter love walk. Immemorial.
- You know what?

I am supporting more
than myself right now.

Please do not blow another tour.

Oh, June, love's more
important than a tour.

- Is that right?
- Yes, it is.

Well, then start loving yourself.
So we can go back to work.

All right, June.

Hey, you keep your
phone on, and I will too.

I'll call.

I'll call you.

When you're feeling better, I'll call.

Oh. Oh, come on.

Listen, you know, times
like this, I say to myself...

...I say, "Jack, what
would the baby Jesus do?"

- That's your name?
Jack? - Mm-hm. Jack.

Shit, I need another drink.

Ahh. I am lit up of the spirit.
Yes, sir, Jack needs another drink.

June Carter, June Carter
Would you give me some time?

How much longer will it be
till Till I can call you mine?

When you see Johnny, would you tell
him That you're gonna stick around?

And then Johnny will buy you

A nice white gown

Hey, that's a beautiful house.

Hey, man.

Beautiful place, man.

- Yeah? Thanks.
- Uh-huh.

Hello?
- June?

- Hey, it's John.
- Hi.

Hey. How you doing?

I'm fine, John. How are you?

Uh, doing a lot better
than last time you saw me.

Well, that's good.
I'm glad to hear that.

- You still taking those pills?
- No.

That was, you know... That
was a rough patch there, June.

I just needed to, you
know, get some time.

I'm doing better, though, now, you know?

I got out of that apartment...

...and got this place out in
Hendersonville on a lake. Big spread.

- I heard that.
- Yeah, I'm...

...trying to get things
together. - Uh-huh.

Are you alone on Thanksgiving, John?

Yeah... My folks are coming
down with Reba and Roseanne...

...and I got this big bird, but I
don't know when to put it in the oven...

...or really what
temperature to set it at or...

Uh-huh.

It is beautiful. Really lucky.

I'm really proud of you.
- You see? It goes from right up there...

...clear across halfway around the lake.
- Yeah.

What's going on down
there with that tractor?

Uh, I got it stuck. I was trying
to pull this stump, and I come up...

Doing something dangerous.
- Yeah, but...

That's a fine piece of
equipment to leave in that mud.

Is that the way you
take care of your things?

Hey.

Thanksgiving, okay?

Look at this. Hey.

Hey. Happy Thanksgiving.

Here, Carlene.

- Happy Thanksgiving. Hey, John.

Hi.
- I like this place here.

Oh, thanks. Hey, Rosie.
Happy Thanksgiving.

Thank you.
- Hey.

Let's go and meet John's...
- House is beautiful.

Thanks. Thanks for coming.

- John, how you doing? Let me help you.

- That's my mama, Carrie.
- Maybelle Carter, Happy Thanksgiving.

- This is my daddy, Ray.
- How you doing?

- Good to meet you.
- My mama, Carrie.

- How do you do?
- Carrie was gonna cook for y'all...

...but J.R., he doesn't
have a pot or a pan, so...

We're happy to share our food.

I just moved in, you know.

Thanks.
- Come inside.

If you gonna get out on big
water like lakes or a river...

...you're gonna need something
you can cast out pretty good.

If you haven't got one,
I'm gonna tell you...

...you need to get you a Zebco 33.

That's about the best reels you can get.

Don't tangle up much, and you can
cast them about as far as you want.

There in them little farm ponds, you
don't need nothing but a cane pole...

...and a float and maybe some crickets
or worms, if you can dig them up.

That's all we ever had.

The Zebco 33 is probably your best
bet. I bought June one when she was 12.

- Remember that?
- That's right. I caught a lot of fish.

You sure did.

So, what do you think, Daddy?

About what?

About the house.

It's a fine big house, John.

- Thanks.
- It's not as big as Jack Benny's.

What, you been to Jack Benny's, Ray?

Saw it on the TV.

Carrie, I was meaning to ask you,
did you teach the boys to play?

Well, J.R. Always sang pretty, but I
don't think I could take credit for it.

I'll bet you did. I bet you
learned the same way I did.

Oh, out of the hymnals,
sure. I knew you'd say that.

You know, you'd be surprised how
many musicians can't read shape notes.

I can't imagine. I know.

But my husband's uncle, E.M. Bayes,
he taught me with hymnals too.

Well, how about you, John? You
know how to read shape notes?

John.

Mama asked you a question, John.

I'm really glad y'all
could be here today.

Especially you, Daddy.

Glad he came...

...to dinner, and Thanksgiving, and all.

Not everybody's here.

Jack's not here, is he?

Huh?

"Where you been?"

That's what you said to me. Remember?

And I was 12 years old...

...youse got Jack's bloody clothes...

...and you says to me, "Where you been?"

Well...

...where were you?

Where were you?

I quit drinking a long time ago, J.R.

What about you? You
still taking them pills?

- That'll kill you, you know.
- Yeah, well, so will a car wreck.

You're sitting on a high horse, boy.

I never had talent. I did the
best I could with what I had.

Can you say that?

Mister Big Shot? Mister
Pill-Popping Rock Star?

- Ray. Who are you to judge?

You ain't got nothing.
Big empty house. Nothing.

Children you don't see. Nothing.

Big old expensive
tractor stuck in the mud.

Nothing.

Come on.

Let's do it. Come on.

You is a son of a bitch,
ain't you? Come on.

Do it, do it.

Come on.

Come on.

I'm gonna sit in the middle this time.

Come on, you son of a bitch.

- John? A fine piece of equipment, huh?

- John. Come on.

You should go down to him. Mama.

- He's mixed up.
- I am not going down there.

- If I go down there...
- You already are down there, honey.

Let's do it. Let's do it.

John.

John.

John.

John. John.

- John.
- Aah!

John. John.

- June? Come on.

You should have left me.

John?

Go on ahead, J.R.

You know what that is?

Just please get away from me.

Daddy?

John?

Hey, John?

Oh, shit. Jesus. Hey...
What...? Hey, John?

Get your ass out of here, boy.
- Hey, John.

Get out. Take your poison with you.

Okay. I'm leaving. I'm leaving.

Hey.

Mom and I picked these up down the road.

They're good.

It's good to see you again.

Can I get you something else?

Just stay.

Okay.

You're an angel.

No, I'm not.

You've been here with me.

I had a friend who needed help.

You're my friend.

But I done so many bad things.

You done a few. That's true.

My daddy's right.

Should have been me on that saw.

Jack was so good.

He would have done so many good things.

What have I done?

Just hurt everybody I know.

I know I've hurt you.

I'm nothing.

You're not nothing.

You are not nothing.

You're a good man.

And God has given you a second
chance to make things right, John.

This is your chance, honey.

This is your chance.

Hi, how are y'all?

Could you...?

It's okay. Come on.

- The evidence of things not seen.

By faith, Abel offered
God a better gift...

...than his brother,
Cain. Better by faith.

Cain left God. Cain fell from faith.

He went out from the Lord and
he dwelt in the land of Nod...

...on the east of Eden.

Amen.

Let's all rise.

What about the Tropicana?
What's wrong with the Opry?

He was banned after he
smashed up the footlights.

Well, if he smashes lights at
Folsom, they're gonna keep him there.

Look, Frank, while Johnny was out
recuperating, the world changed.

Dylan's gone electric.

The Byrds are electric, the Beatles are
electric. Hell, everybody's electric.

He needs a fresh sound,
and all he wants to do...

...is cut a live album
with the same old pickers...

...at a maximum security penitentiary.

You can talk to me, you
know. I'm standing right here.

And what's with the
black? It's depressing.

Looks like you're going to a funeral.

Maybe I am.

Your fans are church folk, Johnny.

Christians.

They don't wanna hear you singing...

...to a bunch of murderers and
rapists, trying to cheer them up.

Well, they're not Christians then.

I'm fine with you doing a live record.

Just not at a prison.
That's my compromise.

January 13th...

...I'll be at Folsom Prison
with June and the boys.

You listen to the tapes.

If you don't like them, toss them.

Mr. Cash?

M... Mr. Cash?

Mr. Cash?

Might I suggest you refrain
from playing any more tunes...

...that remind them, the inmates, that
is, that, well... That they're in prison.

You think they forgot?

Perhaps you and your wife
could do another spiritual.

That's not my wife, warden.

I keep asking her, and
she keeps saying no.

You ever drink this water, warden?

No. No, I'm a Coca-Cola man.

All right.

I wanna remind you we're
recording live here today...

...so you can't say hell or
shit or anything like that.

I gotta tell you, I can't tell
you how many shows we've done...

...but this is the best
audience we ever had.

I wanna thank you for that.

You know, standing back there in
your shop, catching my breath...

...I come to admire you even more.

You see, I never had to
do hard time like you.

Although I have, on occasion...

...got myself busted.

Once in El Paso I had this bag
of... Oh, you heard about that?

You been in El Paso too?

Well, anyways I felt tough, you know?

Like I'd seen a thing or two, you know?

Well, that was till a moment ago.

Because I gotta tell you,
my hat's off to you now.

Because I ain't never had to drink this
yellow water you got here at Folsom.

This song is for your warden.

Early one mornin'
While makin' the rounds

I took a shot of cocaine
And I shot my woman down

I went right home and I went to bed

I stuck that lovin'
forty-four Beneath my head

Got up next mornin'
And I grabbed that gun

Took a shot of cocaine and away I run

Made a good run but I run too slow

They overtook me Down in Juárez, Mexico

Late in the hot joint takin' the pills

In walked the sheriff from Jericho Hill

He said, "Willy Lee, your
name is not Jack Brown"

"You're the dirty hack
that Shot your woman down"

I was dressed in black.

When I was arrested
I was dressed in black

They put me on a train
And they took me back

Had no friend for to go my bail

They slapped my dried-up
carcass In the county jail

The judge, he smiled
As he picked up his pen

Ninety-nine years in the Folsom pen

Ninety-nine years
underneath that ground

I can't forget the day I
shot that bad bitch down

Come on, you gotta listen unto me

Lay off that whiskey
And let that cocaine be

All right!

In the back.

Hey, June.

June.

What's wrong, John?

I don't know. Bad dreams. Memories.

Well, you need to get
some rest, sweetie.

You did good tonight.

- But we got another show tomorrow.
- Yeah.

Hey, listen.

The thing is, I think it's time now.

You know? I think it's about time.

- Time for what?
- For you and me...

...to get married.

Go to sleep, John.

I don't wanna sleep.

I wanna marry you, and I'm
telling you it's the time.

Well, I am telling you with 100 percent
certainty that it is not the time.

It's not about time.

It's not the right time. It's not
even a quarter to the right time.

June.

How do you know when...?

You haven't been clean even six months.

Except for a honeymoon, you have not
thought about what you're asking me.

Yes, I have.

I have. It's all I've thought about.

Well, how's it gonna work, John?

Where we gonna live?

What about my girls?

What about your girls? What
about your parents, John?

Your daddy won't even look at me.

June, that stuff will
just work itself out.

No, it doesn't work itself out.

People work it out for you, and
you think it works itself out.

- You're scared.
- What?

Scared of being in love.

Scared of losing control. And
you know what, June Carter?

I think you're scared of
living in my big fat shadow.

- That's your problem.
- Oh, really?

- Is that my problem?
- Yeah, it is.

My problem is it's 2 a. m.

My problem is I'm asleep.

I'm on a tour bus with
eight stinking men.

Rule number one: Don't
propose to a girl on a bus.

You got that? Rule number two:

Don't tell her it's
because you had a bad dream.

- June?
- What?

Marry me.

Okay.

Well, that's... That's
the last time I'm asking.

Well, good. I hate reruns.

I got your extra bag. You
don't have to bother...

Hey, June?

June.

June?

What, you're not talking to me?

You are not allowed to speak
to me. After that stunt...

...you're only allowed
to speak to me on-stage.

- Do you understand?
- What'd I do?

Why don't you ask your big fat shadow?

- Come on, baby.
- "Come on, baby. "

Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby.

The taste of love is sweet

When hearts like ours meet

I fell for you like a child

Oh, but the fire went wild

I fell into a burning ring offire

I went down, down, down
And the flames went higher

And it burns, burns,
burns The ring of fire

The ring of fire The ring of fire

The ring of fire The ring of fire

All right. Thank you.

I don't know if y'all
know who wrote that song...

...but it's this long-legged gal
standing right here, Miss June Carter.

Thanks, y'all. Thank you very much.

So, June, you gonna stand
over there all night...

...or you wanna come over
here and sing with me?

I'll sing with you. You
sure that's what you want?

- Yeah.
- All right. Hold on.

- Well, folks, what do
you say? All right, Johnny.

You wanna hear "Jackson"?

I thought you was gonna wax
poetic a little bit longer.

- Oh, no, I'm done with that, June.
- Okay, good.

- We got married in a fever
- We got married in a fever

- Hotter than a pepper sprout
- Hotter than a pepper sprout

- We've been talking about Jackson
- We've been talking about Jackson

Ever since the fire went out

I'm going to Jackson

I'm gonna mess around

Yeah, I'm going to Jackson

Look out, Jackson town

Well, go on down to Jackson

Go ahead and wreck your health

Go play your hand, you big-talkin' man

Make a big fool of yourself

You're going to Jackson

Go comb your hair

See if I care

Sorry for the interruption, folks...

...but I gotta ask June here a
question before we finish this song.

What's that, John?

Will you marry me?

Why don't we just sing the song, John.

No, darling.

Come on, finish the song.
People wanna hear us sing.

Sorry, folks...

...but I just can't do this song
anymore unless she's gonna marry me.

It'd just be like we're lying.

You got these people
all revved up, John.

- Now, come on, let's sing "Jackson. "
- You got me all revved up.

I've asked you 40 different ways, it's
time you come up with a fresh answer.

Please sing.

I'm asking you to marry me.

I love you, June.

Now, I know I've said and
done a lot of things...

...that I hurt you. But I
promise I'll never do that again.

I only wanna take care of you.

I will not leave you like that Dutch
boy with your finger in the dam.

You're my best friend.

Marry me.

All right.

Yeah?

In case none of y'all
heard, she said yes.

She finally said yes.

Grandpa, here. Let's talk on this.

- What do you want me to do with it?
- Well, you listen and you talk.

It's a tin-can telephone, and
the sound goes up the string.

Hello, grand girls.

Hello, grand girls.

Can you hear us?
- Hello, Roseanne.

- Hello, Carlene.
- You gotta pull it tight, Daddy.

Grandpa, speak. Talk, Grandpa.

- Tell us a story. Speak. Grandpa.

- Take it and talk to them.
- They wanna talk to their grandpa.

Well, I don't got no stories.
You got all the stories. You...

Why don't you tell them about the flood?

About how you made a boat out of the
front door and got us all out of there.

They'll like that.

Tell us.
- Go on, tell them. Pull the string tight.

It was 1937. There was a flood.