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soft�country�music
-[George]�Ms.�Tammy�Wynette. -Mm-hmm.
Will�you�make�me�an�honest�man?
Will�you�make�me an�honest�woman?
You�bet.
Look�at�how�they�look�at�them.
George�and�Tammy�are�every�man who�ever�loved�a�woman
and�every�woman who�ever�loved�a�man.
[George]�They're�gonna�take�it from�us.
Take�what,�George?
Our�fire.
Tennessee�doesn't�recognize Mexican�divorces.
So�I'm�still�married�to�Don.
[George]�No,�honey, I'm�your�husband.
-The�marriage�isn't�valid. -I'll�fix�it.
She�left�her�husband�for�you, Jones.
[George] � I'm�gonna�protect�her, and�no�one's�gonna�touch�her.
She's�my�queen.
[Don] � I�got�a�new�song I�wanna�pitch�to�George
about�a�cheating�wife who�passed�around
dirty�pictures�of�herself.
[Tammy]�I�got�nothing�left to�give�you.
You�got�you.
Don't�tell�George�nothin'. He'll�kill�Don.
dramatic�music
[Don]�Now,�George, what�are�you-
["Something�to�Brag�About" playing]
[laughter,�chatter]
[George] � �I've�got a�real�important�job
In�a�large�office�building
Riding�people in�an�elevator
I�drive�a�'57�Chevrolet with�busted�taillights
Burnt�out�valves, and�a�leaky�radiator
I�wear�a�$20�suit I�bought�from�JCPenney
Back�in�1962
But�I've�got�something to�brag�about
Something�to�brag�about
Something�to�brag�about in�you
I'm�a�short-order�cook
At�an�all-night�café
Down�on�18th�Avenue and�12th�Street
-You�know�the�one.
I�wear�a�swinging mini�dress
That�I�made�for�myself
From�mama's�kitchen�curtains and�old�bed�sheets
I've�got�17�pages of�Top�Value�stamps
Too�many.
[laughing] And�one�old�pair�of�shoes
But�I�got�something to�brag�about
Something�to�brag�about
Something�to�brag�about in�you
When�you're with�the�fellas,�I�know...
The�best�single�record of�the�year,�Tammy�Wynette.
[Tammy] � �You�start�braggin' 'bout�my�hourglass�figure
-�And�my�big�brown�eyes -Tell�them.
You�tell�your�girlfriends 'bout�my�sweet,�sweet�lovin'
That's�one�pleasure that�money�can't�buy
Female�vocalist�of�the�year, Tammy�Wynette.
[applause]
[both] So�let's�get�married
In�the�not-too-distant future
We'll�rent�a�little�flat on�29th�Street
Female�vocalist�of�the�year, Tammy�Wynette.
[both] � �You�know we'll�hang�our�washing
On�the�clothesline from�the�window
We'll�feast�on�cornbread, butter�beans,�and�lunchmeat
[announcer] � And�the�Grammy goes�to�"Stand�By�Your�Man,"
Tammy�Wynette.
[both] A�big�long�Cadillac
But�we'll�have a�love�that's�true
[George] � Hey,�Tammy, I�want�to�ask�you�something.
[cheers�and�applause]
All�right,�what�do�you wanna�ask�me,�George?
Well,�I�just�wanted to�ask�you,�do�you�love�me?
Baby,�you�know�I�do.
Well,�I�got something�to�brag�about
[Tammy] Yeah,�I�got�something
-�To�brag�about -Yeah.
[both] � �Something�to�brag about�in�you
Not�a�good�idea.
Why?
Hot�almighty.
You're�having�a-
soft�country�music
[George�snoring]
[Tammy]�Jones,�wake�up.
[George]�Hmm?
Baby's�coming.
[George�gasps]
Okay,�okay,�okay,�hold�on.
Do�you�see�the�tie�that�goes with�this�avocado�outfit?
We�need�to�get�to�the�hospital.
No,�no, I�got�it�all�picked�out.
I�gotta�look�nice�for�the�baby.
The�baby�doesn't�care what�you're�wearing.
-My�baby�will! -[laughs]
[laughter]
[guitar�strumming]
[Peanutt]�Man,�I'm�hungry. Bring�that�chicken�over�here.
[George]�Oh,�goodness.
Hey,�you�like�my�shirt?
See,�the�avocado, that's�the�color�in�the�stripe.
It�matches�the�tie, which�complements�the�pants.
Oh,�I�see.
You�could've�made more�of�an�effort.
-[nurse]�Mr.�Jones? -Yeah.
-Is�it�time? -No.
These�people�can't�be�in�here.
People?�This�is�my�family.
You�got�Jan�and�Nan.
They�do�Tammy's�hair, and�they�happen�to�be�sisters.
So�that's�family inside�the�family.
We�could�help�you with�your�ends.
A�little�warm baby�oil�would�do�it.
That's�Mr.�Peanutt�Montgomery. He�writes�half�my�songs.
This�is�his�lovely�wife, Charlene.
Welcome.
[George]�That�there�is Tammy's�secretary,�Sheila,
and�her�husband,�Richey.
Can't�have�a�baby�without my�home�folks,�you�know.
Well,�please�do�try and�keep�it�down.
-[object�clatters] -Oh,�yeah.
Peanutt,�you�heard�the�lady.
-[laughter] -Sorry�about�that.
Oh,�honey, you�want�some�chicken?
[nurse]�No,�thank�you.
[Tammy]�Nobody�asked�me before�they�did�that.
Why�didn't�the�doctor talk�to�me?
[nurse]�Well,�the�doctor�does what�he�thinks�is�best
in�these�situations.
Remember�now,�lots�of�rest.
Okay?�And�no�heavy�lifting.
A�little�bleeding�is�normal.
Now,�anything�excessive, be�sure�to�call�your�doctor.
It's�been�a�real�honor�being a�part�of�your�special�day.
Mm.�Aren't�you�the�sweetest?
Just�sorry�things�didn't go�smoother�for�you.
Will�you�hand�me my�baby,�please?
[Richey] � Look,�why�are�you pacing,�hon?
-Come�on,�sit�down. -I�just�want�her�to�be�okay.
She'll�be�okay.
Look�at�all�the�love she�got�'round�here.
[Sheila]�Think�I'll�go talk�to�her-
-Sit�down. -[father]�Your�first?
No,�no. Fourth�the�old-fashioned�way.
I�got�a�grown�girl and�two�boys,
and�I�adopted�Tammy's�three.
So�that-we're�up�to�seven.
They�call�him�"Possum," but�he�breeds�like�a�bunny.
[laughter]
No,�I'm�off�the�stuff.
[father]�You?
Yeah,�me.
[Peanutt]�Good�for�you,�George.
Good�for�you.
Mm.
[sucks�teeth]
Can�I�see�the�baby?
[doctor] There�were�complications.
Complications?
Considerable�damage to�the�uterine�wall.
We�had�to�perform a�hysterectomy.
[monitor�beeping]
A�what?
I'm�gonna�make your�life�perfect,�little�girl.
[George] Honey,�honey,�you�all�right?
Yeah,�why�I�wouldn't�be?
-The�doctor�said�that- -[Tammy]�None�of�that,�baby.
Shh,�shh.
Come�on,�meet�your�baby�girl.
[whispering] Oh,�yes.
Oh,�yes.
Tamala�Georgette�Jones.
Hey,�do�you�know you're�a�miracle?
[laughs�softly]
sentimental�music
We�made�this.
We�made�it.
What's�that?
Oh,�it's�just�something�I'm-
I'm�making to�put�over�the�bed�at�home
on�occasion�of�this all�happening,�you�know?
Will�you�read�it�to�me?
Oh.
-Don't�embarrass�me�now. -[gasps]
Look,�Georgette�wants her�daddy�to�read�to�her.
"This�bedroom�holds lots�of�old�memories.
There�are�good�ones and�bad�ones,�I�fear.
From�now�on...
...there�will�only�be sweet�memories...
...for�my�darling�Tammy sleeps�here."
You�better�kiss�me�right�now, you�shy,�shy�man.
mellow�country�music
[garage�door�clattering]
[engine�rumbling]
[chuckles]
All�my�life,�I've�been�running.
And�I�know�where�I�want�to�go,
but�I�always�seem�to�end�up going�the�other�way.
And�I�know there's�nothing�down�that�way.
I've�been�there�too�many�times.
It's�time�I�stay�put,�isn't�it?
[doctor]�The�pain's�caused by�a�buildup�of�scar�tissue.
Whoever�did�your�hysterectomy should�be�shot.
Pain�you're�in must�be�debilitating.
Hmm. Feels�like�I�swallowed�glass.
[doctor]�Did�the�pills�help?
For�a�time, but�it�just�comes�back
worse�than�it�was�before.
Slow�down. The�best�thing�for�you�is�rest.
You�need�to�take�some�time�off.
[Tammy]�So�many�people�are relying�on�me-
friends�and�my�family,�and...
it's�hard�to�keep�them�happy when�I'm�feeling�so�rotten.
[clears�throat]
-We're�playing�Vegas�next�week. -Oh.
Didn't�realize Vegas�took�to�country.
George�and�I�are the�first�to�headline.
But�I�don't�know if�I�can�get�through�it.
I'll�up�your�dosage.
[Tammy]�Thank�you.
[doctor] But�if�this�doesn't�work...
think�about�surgery.
[children�laughing]
No,�Vegas�will�not�change�me.
Uh-uh,�I'll�always�be a�country�girl.
Mm-hmm,�well, Red�Bay�was�the�nearest�city.
-Did�you�kill�that�raccoon? -[Tammy]�Itawamba,�Mississippi.
[George]�How'd�you�kill�it? Oh,�you�shot�it?
With�whose�gun?
Billboard � magazine.
Thank�you�so�much. You�take�care�now.
[Sheila]�"Well,�Vegas�is�just another�city."
[laughs]�You�liar.
Oh,�I�am�so�excited,�Sheil.
I�just�wish�George�was.
Hey,�can�you�cancel
my�2�o'clock�hair�appointment with�Jan?
It's�on�Wednesday.
Yeah,�I�got�a�final�fitting for�Vegas�at�3:00.
I�can�have�Jan�bring the�hair�to�the�fitting,
make�it�a�one-stop�thing.
That's�perfect.
[indistinct�chatter]
[Sheila]�Remind�me of�the�new�kids'�names.
[Tammy] Pretty�young�lady�is�Susan.
She's�from�George's first�marriage.
-The�boys�are�Bryan�and�Jeff. -His�kids�with�Shirley?
[Tammy] George�wanted�them�to�meet
their�new�baby�sister before�we�leave.
He�surprised�me�with�them last�night.
[Sheila]�That's�a�lot.
[Tammy�laughs]
You�think,�uh,�you�and�Richey
can�handle�all�that when�we're�gone?
Course.
Play�the�slots�for�me.
Baby,�I�hit�the�jackpot with�you.
Thank�you.
[George�and�kids] � �His�blessed face�may�be�seen
Nobody�thought he'd�stay�dry�this�long.
I've�never�seen�him�happier.
You're�magic.
No,�there's�no�magic�there.
It's�just,�uh, he's�got�a�tell,�see?
Whenever�he's�fixing to�pull�a�drunk,
he�sucks�on�his�teeth. [sucks�teeth]
So�when�I�see�that,
well,�I�know he�needs�a�distraction.
So�I�say,�"Hey,�Jones, mow�the�lawn."
"Come�over�here, give�me�a�kiss."
[George�and�kids] Must�not�my�heart
From�Him�ever�sever
Beautiful.
[George�and�kids] He�is�my�all
There's�nothing�between
[Jeff's�voice�breaks] Nothing�between
My�soul...
[George]�My�cat�sings better�than�you,�boy.
You�must�be�the�mailman's.
He's�teasing�you. You�don't-you-
baby,�baby, don't�listen�to�him.
He's�teasing�you.
I'm�not�a�singer.�Is�that�okay?
Yeah,�yeah,�that's�okay.
My�daddy,�he�used to�come�home�so�drunk.
He'd�drag�me�out�of�bed and�beat�me
until�I�sang�for�him.
I'd�be�crying,
and�he�was�crying for�what�he�did�to�me,
but�my�singing...
made�it�better.
At�least�for�him.
I'm�sorry.
He�tore�up�the�house something�awful.
And�I�decided I�wasn't�gonna�sing�for�him,
no�matter�how�hard�he�cried.
contemplative�music
I�ran�away.
Lived�for�a�spell with�my�sister�Helen
and�her�husband,�Dub.
He�was�a�cotton�farmer.
And�he�got�me�to�helping�them pick�the�cotton.
And�that�summer, these�grasshoppers�came
and�they�started�eating all�the�crops.
Dub�said,�"Glenn,
you're�gonna�go�out�there and�spread�that�poison."
And�I�had�this�cart
hooked�up�to�a�mule.
I�started�fooling�around, and�that�mule�bolted.
-No. -Yeah.
[laughs]
He�was�spilling the�poison�everywhere
and�he�was�trampling over�the�crops
that�hadn't�been�eaten�yet, and...
I�just-
I�couldn't�believe�it.
This�whole�beautiful�field was�ruined�because�of�me.
I�panic.
I�start�running, 'cause�I�hear�Dub�hollering.
I�figure�he's�coming to�whoop�me.
And�he�caught�up to�me�real�quick.
And�he�comes�right�up�to�me.
And�he�hug-
hugged�me.
And�he�said,�"It's�okay,�Glenn.
It's�okay."
I�like�that�story.
[George]�Hmm.
You�make�me�feel�like�that.
[George�moans]
[Tammy�laughing]
[George�grunting]
All�right.
Come�here.
[both�moaning]
-Yeah? -Yeah,�don't�stop.
Okay.
[grunts�in�pain]
[George]�Whoa,�whoa,�whoa.
Hold�on,�honey.�What's�wrong?
No,�I'm�okay.�I'm�just�gonna-
[gasps] No,�no,�I�just�need�a-
I'll�be�right�back.
-[water�running] -I'll�be�right�out.
Honey,�I'm�sorry.
What's�going�on?
-[Tammy�panting] -[pill�bottle�rattles]
[Tammy]�I'm�sorry,�baby. I'm�sorry.
I�didn't�want�to�worry�you, but,�uh,
the�doctor�says that�there's�a�problem.
[George]�Problem?
I�didn't,�um...
I�didn't�take�enough�time�off after�Georgette�was�born
to�heal,�and�I-
God�damn�it,�this�damn�business is�gonna�kill�us.
[laughing] Nothing's�gonna�kill�us.
Nothing's�gonna�kill�us,�honey. Nothing.
Listen, if�it�doesn't�get�better,
I�can�have�surgery.
But�that's�what�got�me�in this�mess�in�the�first�place.
Plus,�we�have all�these�commitments.
-And�there's�no�time. -[George]�Hey.
Don't�worry about�no�commitments.
The�doctor's�got�me on�medicine.
I'm�already�feeling�better.
Look,�look,�I'm�good.
Ah,�sweet�baby.
[laughs]�Oh.
The�idea�of�anybody cutting�you�up
is�more�than�I�can�handle.
[Tammy]�Mm.
[instruments�warming�up]
[Lou]�Jones�isn't�coming.
[xylophone�note�plays]
[sighs]
Tammy's�selling.
Duets�are�selling.
Jones'�solo�stuff is�flatlining.
Nothing�I've�tried's working�on�him.
That�is,�when�he�actually shows�up�to�the�studio.
At�least�he's�happy.
Happy�is�the�problem.
Musically�speaking.
Fans�prefer�George�drunk, singing,�"I'm�Sorry."
Happy�at�home doesn't�make�hits.
You�want�to�call�it?
[engine�rumbling]
It�looks�nice,�George.
[George]�Can�you�see the�diamond�pattern?
[Billy]�I�do�not.
Step�back�and�get�a�better overview,�'cause�it's�there.
It�is,�yeah.
You�owe�the�label�money
for�the�musicians you�stood�up�today.
And�the�studio�time.
A�pretty�big�bill�you're running�up�with�your�no-shows.
Yeah,�it's�fine.
[Billy�laughs] Just�gonna�let�Tammy�pay,�huh?
"Stand�By�Your�Man" paid�for�your�lawn�mower,
'cause�George�Jones�hasn't had�a�solo�number�one...
Since�I�started listening�to�you.
[Billy] Tammy's�a�rocket,�Jones.
See,�you're�just�along for�the�ride.
That's�money�left�on�the�table.
Well,�the�way�I�see�it, I've�been�shitting�green
for�you�people my�whole�damn�life,
so,�you�know...
I�might�have�other�priorities.
You're�taking�the�momentum for�granted.
And�you�and�I�both�know, in�this�business,
there's�always�someone in�your�rearview�mirror
nipping�at�your�tires.
Keep�your�foot�on�the�gas.
[George�exhales]
Your�feet�are�messing�up my�diamond.
[engine�turns�over]
mellow�country�music
[baby�fussing]
[Sheila�shushing]
Oh,�that's�so�pretty.
[baby�fusses]
[soft�guitar�music]
[Nan]�Oh,�look.�It's�real�high.
-[Jan]�We�could�tease�it�there. -[Nan]�I�know.
Well,�it's�always�good to�have�a�nice�base.
-[baby�fussing] -[shushing]
-[indistinct�chatter] -[sucks�teeth]
[Nan]�Well,�yeah.�I�know.
Sugar,�what's- what's�wrong,�baby?
The�fabric�in�this�blazer don't�match�the�trousers.
-[tailor]�It's�the�same,�sir. -What?
I�think�you�look�very�handsome.
[seamstress]�Everything to�your�liking,�Miss�Wynette?
Oh,�it's�perfect.
Really.�Everything's�perfect.
Right,�honey?
You�can't�pull�a�fast�one on�me,�son.
This�jacket's�silk.
The�trousers�are�polyester.
One's�natural.�The�other�isn't.
[Peanutt]�The�Possum�knows his�fabrics,�now.
You�can't�play�Vegas if�your�fabrics�don't�match.
[George]�That's�right. Thank�you,�Peanutt.
Hell,�everybody�knows�that, George.
See?�You�need�to�get your�facts�straight.
And�don't�think�I�didn't�notice
that�this�lapel�is�silk, but�the�binding's�polyester.
-Honey... -[tailor]�The�binding�is-
[George]�Oh,�look�at�this!
He�don't�even�know what�binding�is.
Let�me�tell�you what�binding�is.
You�know�what�kind of�tailor�you�are?
You're�the�kind�of�tailor that�thinks
you�can�mix�unnatural�fabrics with�the�natural!
Son�of�a�bitch. All�right,�all�right.
How�can�a�man�with�hair like�that�be�a�tailor?
I�gotta�get�into�my�coat.
[Tammy]�There's�no�need to�be�nervous.
I�don't�want�to�go. They're�gonna�laugh�at�us.
[Tammy]�They're�not�gonna laugh�at�us.
$750,000�advance�would�be a�very�expensive�joke
for�them�to�play.
They�can�put�us in�front�of�an�orchestra,
but�at�the�end�of�the�day, they're�still�just�gonna�think
we're�a�couple�of�hillbillies.
That's�just�your�pride�talking.
-Baby. -I�look�like�a�damn�éclair.
I'm�not�wearing�these�clothes.
Then�you�don't have�to�wear�'em.
-Okay? -[George]�All�right.
Okay,�we'll�get�you something�you�like.
-All�right. -All�right.
You�hang�on�me, and�I'll�hang�on�to�you.
[George�chuckles]
There�you�go.
We'll�get through�this�together.
We�just�got�to�hold�on.
-That's�right. -[George]�Mm-hmm.
[Tammy]�You�big�baby.
-[George�laughs] -Hold�on.
[Hank�Williams' "Lovesick�Blues"�playing]
[George]�Now...
this�is�me.
Positively�a�work�of�art, Manny.
[Peanutt]�Damn,�Jones, you�got�more�rhinestones�on
-than�Liberace. -[George]�Hey,�don't�laugh.
-Wait�till�you�see�the�jacket. -[George]�Oh,�yeah.
Now,�we�got�a�plane�to�catch, now,�Manuel.
You�can't�rush�an�artist.
[Manuel]�I�love�Las�Vegas.
Dean�Martin,�Sammy�Davis, all�the�really�big�stars.
[George]�Mm.
You�think�Ol'�Blue�Eyes will�be�in�the�audience?
-He�could�be�there. -Really?
[Peanutt] Old�cocky�son�of�a�bitch.
Manny,�this�is,�uh,�real�nice.
I�just-
...this�is�looking a�little�flappy,�you�know?
I�need�a�nice�streak.
You�know�what�I�mean?
I'll�go�get�the�Black.
Okay.
Yeah,�it's�not-
this�is�a�little�flappy�here.
Hey.
You�look�great,�George.
[George]�Hmm.
They're�gonna�laugh.
Screw�'em�if�they�do.
tense�music
-Hey,�Manuel? -[Manuel]�Yes?
[Peanutt]�You�mind�if�I�hit the�head�before�we�take�off?
I�don't�want to�stink�up�the�Landmark.
-Pssh. -[Manuel]�Be�my�guest.
[George�chuckles]
[cork�pops]
[liquid�pouring]
[sucks�teeth]
Hey,�you're�George�Jones.
Unfortunately.
Well,�get�in.
Thank�you.
[whispering]�Shit.
[children�shouting]
Oh,�my.
We�gotta�get�going.
Where's�George?
What�you�mean?�He�ain't�here?
No,�Peanutt,�he's�not�here.
You�were�supposed�to�go�get the�suit,�come�straight�back.
Did�you�drink�with�him?
Uh,�no.�No.
Scout's�honor.
-That's�a�peace�sign. -[Jan]�Come�on,�let's�go.
[Sheila]�Honey,�you're�gonna miss�your�plane.
[Tammy]�Can�you�call�Paul?
Get�George on�the�next�flight�out�and-
yeah,�I'll�just-
I'll�go,�make�nice with�the�promoter.
Sugar,�you�all�right?
Yeah.�I�don't�know.
I�don't�know.
All�right,�Richey,
you�take�George's�ticket, you�go�with�Tammy,
you�take�care of�whatever�she�needs.
We�got�ya,�Tammy.
Thank�you.
-It's�all�good. -[Richey]�Come�on.
You're�good.
Gram�Parsons' "Ooh�Las�Vegas"
Ooh
-[Nan]�Wow. -�Las�Vegas
[chuckles]
Oh,�my�God.�Mmm-mmm-mmm.
[Richey�laughing]�Wow.
[Nan]�Yeah.
Well,�that�free�buffet is�a�mile�long,
but�I�am�gonna�eat�me 4�pounds�of�shrimp.
[Jan]�We're�in�the�middle of�the�desert.
[Tammy]�What�number�do�you�use to�dial�out?
-[indistinct�chatter] -[Richey]�Probably�a�nine.
[Jan]�If�you�want�to�get�sick, be�my�guest.
But�I'm�only�eating�shrimp
that�comes�fresh out�of�the�crick.
No,�it's�not�nine.
[Nan]�There's�a�casino called�the�Mirage.
-[plays�piano�note] -And�mirage�means�water.
[Richey]�Who�you�trying to�call?
Home.�I'm�trying�to...
just�make�sure�if�Jones-
[Joe] If�you'll�excuse�the�intrusion.
Miss�Wynette.
-Oh. -Thank�you.
Joe�Delvecchio, entertainment�director.
Well,�it's�such�a�pleasure to�meet�you.
[Joe] Oh,�the�pleasure's�all�mine.
Oh,�I�was�hoping to�welcome�you�properly,
but�you�seemed to�get�past�me�at�check-in.
-Ah. -[Jan]�You�got�big�arms.
You�Italian?
[Tammy�laughs]
Where's�George�Jones?
Oh,�well,�he�came�down with�a�little�stomach�bug,
but�don't�you�worry.
We're�filling�him�up to�his�eyeballs�with�Pepto,
and�we're�getting�him on�the�next�plane.
So�he�didn't�get�on�the�plane?
It's�a�very�quick�flight.
[Joe]�Uh-huh.
Jan,�can�you�get�Tammy ready�for�the�press�conference
while�I�talk�particulars with�Joe?
All�right,�that's�a�good�idea.
-Can�I- -[Tammy]�Nice�to�see�you.
So�you're�telling�me we're�getting�half-
not�even�half of�what�we�paid�for.
Tammy�Wynette is�the�biggest�country-
Listen�to�me, you�backwards�bumblefuck.
We're�sold�out.
So�you�let George�Jones'�wife�know,
she�better�deliver because�she's�personally
on�the�hook�for�our�losses.
tense�music
[door�slams]
Richey�said�to�get�you�ready.
And�that's�what�we're�gonna�do.
Okay.
[indistinct�chatter]
-[Richey]�We�know�where�he�is. -[Tammy]�Oh,�where?
-He�went�home. -Well,�I�called�home,�Richey.
-No. -[Jan]�She�called�home
-14�times. -Home-home.�Texas.
[Tammy]�Richey, I�can't�go�out�there�alone.
[man]�Wake�up.�Come�on.�Get�up.
-[taser�buzzes] -[George�groans]
[man]�Come�on, get�on�that�plane,�Jones.
-[taser�buzzes] -[George�yells]
[Nan]�Just�take good�deep�breaths,�okay?
-Good�deep�breaths. -[Jan]�Stop�telling�her
to�breathe. She�is�already�breathing.
After�this�is�all�over, we're�gonna�smoke�a�joint
and�eat�a�lot�of�shrimp.
-Okay,�sugar? -[Tammy]�Mm-hmm.
[Jan]�So�just�keep your�mind�on�that.
tense�dissonant�music
[techie] � Ms.�Wynette.
[bass�tuning]
[announcer] Ladies�and�gentlemen,
the�Landmark�Hotel�and�Casino
is�proud�to�present the�Las�Vegas�debut
of�the�First�Lady of�Country�Music,
Ms.�Tammy�Wynette.
-[upbeat�country�music] -[applause]
You�ever�meet�a�first�lady with�no�president?
I've�never�seen�the�inside of�a�barroom
Or�listened�to�a�jukebox all�night�long
But�I�see�these�are the�things
That�bring�you�pleasure
So�I'm�gonna�make some�changes�in�our�home
Well,�I�heard�it�said
If�you�can't�beat�'em, join�'em
Where's�George?
That's�the�way he�wanted�me�to...
[music�stops]
-[fan]�George�ain't�showing. -[audience�murmuring]
George�don't�even�know where�George�is.
[laughter]
Clearly,�you're�good�people.
And�you�good�people�paid too�much�money�for�me
not�to�be�real�with�y'all, so...
I�know�I�owe�you�that.
[sighs]
You�came�here�to�see George�and�Tammy.
But�you�only�got�Tammy.
Well,�I'm�gonna�give�you my�best.
I�hope�you�like�it.
[somber�country�music�playing]
So�I'm�gonna�sing�this�song.
I�suppose�you�can�guess who�it's�about.
Sometimes�it's�hard
To�be�a�woman
Giving�all�your�love
To�just�one�man
You'll�have�bad�times
And�he'll�have�good�times
Doing�things that�you�don't�understand
But�if�you�love�him
You'll�forgive�him
Even�though�he's�hard
To�understand
And�if�you�love�him
Oh,�be�proud�of�him
'Cause�after�all
He's�just�a�man
Stand�by�your�man
Give�him�two�arms to�cling�to
And�something�warm to�come�to
When�nights�are�cold and�lonely
Stand�by�your�man
And�show�the�world you�love�him
Keep�giving�all
The�love�you�can
-How�you�doing�tonight?�Good? -Real�good.
Stand�by�your�man
Now,�I�know you�know�the�lyrics.
Let's�sing�this�song�together, okay?
[all] � �Stand�by�your�man
And�show�the�world you�love�him
Keep�giving�all
The�love�you�can
Stand�by
Your�man
[cheers�and�applause]
Thank�you.
Thank�you.
[cheers�and�applause]
Thank�you.
Thank�you.
Thank�you�very�much.
Oh,�it's�so�good�to�see�y'all.
You�sound�beautiful.
I�just�love�singing�with�y'all.
Let's�have�some�fun�now!
Come�on.
[Peanutt] One,�two,�three,�four.
[TV�static�drones]
[knocking�on�door]
Tammy?
Is�he�back?
[gasps]
Just�let�me�get�a�coat.
[Richey]�Okay.
[slot�machines�clanking]
[crowd�chattering]
[dealer]�Winner,�22!
[George]�22.
I�got�a�nine,�a�queen, and�a�king.
-How�are�you�gonna�beat�that? -10�plus�10�plus�9�is�29.
Yeah?�So�what? You�calling�me�stupid?
[dealer]�You�wouldn't�be the�first�musician
who�can't�count�past�four.
You�snobby�son�of�a�bitch!
I�ought�to�whoop�your�ass!
tense�music
Let�go�of�me!
-[person]�You,�come�with�me. -[clattering]
[George�grunting]
My�name's�on�the�damn�sign outside!
I'm�headlining this�goddamn�city!
-[handcuffs�jangle] -Get-get�off.
[Richey]�They�got�him�in�a�room downstairs�drying�out.
[Tammy�sniffles] Thank�you�for�being�here.
Your�friendship�means the�world�to�Sheila�and�I.
We'll�always�be�here�for�ya.
[Tammy]�Mm-hmm.
Uh,�in�my�bathroom in�the�pink�bag,
there's�two�pill�bottles.
Can�I�have�two of�the�blue�pills
and�then�three of�the�green�ones?
-[Richey]�Yeah. -Thanks.�[sniffles]
[Richey]�That�was three�green�ones,�yeah?
[Tammy]�Yeah.�Thanks.
[Richey]�There�you�go.
[Richey�sighs]
They�loved�you�tonight.
They�loved�me because�I�sang�about�him.
-Good�night. -Night.
[Tammy]�Hey,�um...
...can�you�stay and�watch�me�sleep?
Yeah.�Of�course,�hon.
[TV�static�droning]
[coughs]
Mm.�Leave�'em.
The�lights�are�putting�on a�show�just�for�me.
Isn't�that�nice�of�them?
Yeah.
[door�bangs�open]
-[officer]�Hey. -[George]�Huh?
Think�you�can behave�yourself�now?
Let's�go.
[water�running]
You�like�your�flowers?
None�of�these�are�from�you.
-They�sure�are. -[Tammy]�Mm-mm.
Those�are�from the�Nevada�State�senator.
Those�are�from�the�label.
Those�right�there are�from�Mr.�Sammy�Davis�Jr.
That�man's�a�talent.
Mm-hmm.�Wait�a�minute.
One�of�these�are�from�me.
Which�one,�huh?
-Which�one? -The�roses.
-[Tammy]�The�roses? -[George]�Mm-hmm.
All�right,�these?
-Yeah. -[Tammy]�Yeah.
The�roses.
"Simply�smashing. Your�fan,�Burt�Reynolds."
[George]�Hmm.
You�gotta�do�my�hair�first.
You�do�your�own�hair, you�son�of�a�bitch.
[George]�I�told�you I�didn't�want�to�come.
[Tammy]�You�promised�me.
But�you�knew�I�didn't�want�to-
Are�you�listening�to�yourself?
I�got�seven�kids at�home�counting�on�me.
I�don't�need�an�eighth.
I�couldn't�face�it, standing�out�there
in�some�dumb�monkey�suit.
I�got�you�the�suit�you�wanted.
You're�wearing�it. I�got�it�for�you.
And�look�at�you�now,
rolling�in�here looking�like�hell.
This�thing�that's�just�ours,
it�shouldn't�be for�everybody�else.
When�you're�standing�up�there
with�everybody's�eyes crawling�all�over�you,
don't�you�feel�it
just�eating�away�at�everything that's�true?
[Tammy]�Mm-mm.
No.
All�I�felt�was�alone.
You�talk�about�how�all�those people�out�there�are�dangerous
and�how�all�those�people out�there,
they're�trying�to�cut�us into�pieces.
And�if�you�believe�that, and�I�know�you�do,
you�leaving�the�way�that-
that�you�did...
...you�fed�me�to�them.
I�just�needed�off�the�ride...
for�a�minute.
You�can't�bear�happiness.
[George�exhales,�scoffs]
Nobody�wants�me�happy.
I�do.
You�look�like�hell.
If�you�want�me to�go�out�there�with�you,
I'm�gonna�need a�few�nips,�okay?
I�understand.
I�ruined�my�suit.
We'll�figure�it�out.
[knocking�on�door]
Who�is�it?
[Peanutt] It's,�uh-it's�Peanutt.
I�got�something I�wanna�play�for�y'all.
No,�it's�not�a�good�time.
[Tammy]�I'll�be�right�there.
-[Peanutt]�Hey. -[Tammy]�Hey.
I�ain't�disturbing�anything, am�I?
[Tammy]�No.
[George] Oh,�we're�just�fighting.
Yeah?
Well,�if�you�fighting, it�means�you�still�talking.
It's�a�little�rough,�but...
I�think�you'll�get�the- the�idea.
[guitar�strumming]
Um...
Something�you�said�back�home, George,�really�inspired�me.
[George]�Okay.
[mellow�guitar�music]
We're�gonna�hold�on
We're�gonna�hold�on
We're�gonna�hold�on
To�each�other
Life�can�be�rough
Sometimes�it's�kind
A�real�good�life
Is�hard�to�find
But�the�best�love
Is�the�one�we've�known
And�the�faith�we�have between�us
Makes�it�grow
Some�love�lives
And�some�love�don't
But�we've�got�the�kind
Of�love�we�want
It�brings�us�happiness
All�through�the�day
And�nothing�can�ever make�it�go�away
[both] � �We're�gonna�hold�on
[full�band�playing]
We're�gonna�hold�on
We're�gonna�hold�on
To�each�other
Time�will�tell
If�we're�right�or�wrong
We�know�we're�right
By�holding�on
And�the�future�is�set
For�you�and�me
Filled�with�love
The�way�we�both want�it�to�be
We're�gonna�hold�on
We're�gonna�hold�on
We're�gonna�hold�on
To�each�other
We're�gonna�hold�on
We're�gonna�hold�on
I�brought�you�something from�home.
[both] � �Hold�on
To�each�other
soft�country�music
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