: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!
:31:04
- But he said...
- Go to bed!
:31:09
We'll talk about it in the morning.
But if I hear one more word out of you...
:31:12
just one more, then you won't go at all.
:31:16
And that's final.
:31:30
Please, Mama. Let me go with him.
:31:32
I don't want you to.
:31:35
But...
:31:38
I don't want him to go alone.
:31:41
You know he's very sick, don't you?
:31:43
He shouldn't be going anywhere
by himself, unless it was to a sanitarium.
:31:47
There probably wouldn't be anybody
to call a doctor for him if he...
:31:51
- I could take care of him.
- Can you?
:31:54
I know it's a lot to ask of a boy your age...
:31:57
but it seems like
you're the best friend he's got.