:42:01
I have something for you.
:42:07
This is from the other night.
:42:10
It's kind of a rough mix, but....
:42:13
My God, thank you.
:42:17
Everything's happened
since you showed up, Brier...
:42:22
and everything's happening....
:42:26
And I want you to be my girlfriend.
:42:31
Come on the road with me.
We'll see the country together.
:42:38
-I'm sorry.
-That's okay.
:42:44
I'm sorry.
:42:47
-What's up, party girl?
-Turn on the radio.
:42:50
-Howard Stern.
-You know I don't listen to him.
:42:53
Crap, it's ending.
It's that fake Brazilian chick.
:42:55
She's going on and on about Luke.
You'd think that they were an item.
:42:59
-She wouldn't shut up.
-I'm sorry I missed that.
:43:03
I got to scoot.
I'll call you later though, okay?
:43:05
All right, bye.
:43:15
I can't.
:43:17
-I can't do this.
-What?
:43:19
Rock stars can't have girlfriends,
not real ones.
:43:26
-But I'm not a rock star. I'm a musician.
-Yeah, but you know what?
:43:30
You signed a contract,
and it's not a question of "if."
:43:35
It's a question of "when."
:43:37
How do you know that?
How can you say that?
:43:40
How could you even....
:43:44
I'm sorry.
:43:45
I'm sorry about everything,
especially last night.
:43:49
I shouldn't have let it happen.
:43:51
Wait. Brier?