:29:00
We've been worried to death!
Why didn't you...
:29:02
Bubba! Are you all right?
:29:04
Just a little chill.
A cup of your hot java will fix me up.
:29:07
What you need is a long rest in bed.
I'm gonna see that you get it.
:29:10
I've gotta head out for Nashville
in the morning.
:29:12
So soon? Why?
:29:22
If you're serious about going,
Mr. Wagoner...
:29:24
that $30 of yours will get us to Tulsa.
:29:28
And there's a fellow there
who owes me some money.
:29:30
I think that'll get us the rest of the way.
:29:32
I'll be ready to go in the morning.
:29:36
Just one other thing, sis.
:29:39
I'd appreciate you considering
us taking Hoss along.
:29:43
I need a driver, and he's a real good one.
One of the best I've seen.
:29:47
Real safe and everything.
:29:50
It ain't just that.
I think the boy's got talent.
:29:55
I could teach him to play a little guitar.
:29:57
Maybe he'd be a singer someday.
Maybe a good singer.
:30:00
What do you think, Hoss?
You'd like to go to Nashville with me?
:30:06
Bubba, he's too young
for anything like that.
:30:09
- Please! Please let me go with him!
- You hush up.
:30:17
Well, it's entirely up to you all.
:30:24
If we get out to California
in time for picking cotton...
:30:27
we're gonna need every hand we can get.
:30:29
Papa, please let me go with him!
:30:31
You heard him. He said I had talent.
:30:34
- I could be a musician...
- I told you to hush up!
:30:36
Papa, I don't want to be
a damned cotton picker all my life!
:30:41
So Mr. Big Britches don't want to be
a damned cotton picker all his life!
:30:45
If your mama and I hadn't been
picking cotton all them years...
:30:49
working our fingers to the bone for you...
:30:50
where the hell would you be today,
Mr. Big Britches?
:30:55
Papa, it ain't like that.
I just want a chance to be somebody.
:30:59
You go to bed this minute! Right now!