Big Stone Gap
- PG-13
- Year:
- 2014
- 103 min
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(STEAM WHISTLE SOUNDING)
AVE MARIA:
When I was a girl andwe drove past the coal mines,
it looked like
a story book to me.
It seemed
an army of men
was doing something
so important
it could change the world.
That's when
Mama would say,
"Every time you
light a lamp to read,
"you can thank
a coal miner."
I was born and raised
in the hills of Virginia
when coal was king.
(CROWD CHEERING)
Life was simple
in Big Stone Gap.
You went to Zackie's
for your jeans,
you went to Gilley's
for your engagement ring.
And you went to my family
drugstore when you were sick.
On Friday nights
you rooted for the Vikings,
and after the game,
you went for burgers
at Carmine's to celebrate,
because we never lost.
Every year we put on The
Trail of the Lonesome Pine,
the story of a mountain girl and
the mining engineer who loved her.
You either acted a part
or played in the band
or worked behind the
scenes, like me.
One year was a lot
like the last,
and before I knew it,
it was 1978
and I turned 40.
Almost overnight,
I was the old maid
in Big Stone Gap.
It seemed like happiness
was for other people.
Morning, beautiful.
I don't know why
you're honking the horn,
I'm standing out here black as
night, I know you can see me.
Oh, good, you got Miss VVeston's
stuff right for the first time.
Yeah, I'm gonna give you something
else if you don't leave me alone.
(DOGS BARKING)
Morning, Nan.
(CHUCKLES)
Cherry pie was just
wonderful. Thank you.
It was rhubarb.
Them last ones you brought
over here blocked me up.
Doc Daugherty swears
these won't.
You just need to take them with
some buttermilk in your stomach.
I got coffee on.
Biscuits and gravy.
Well, I can't stay. I've got
two more hollers to hit.
Oh, come on. One
cup won't keep you.
(MUTTERS)
Jeepers Christmas, Jack!
Put some clothes on.
Yes, ma'am.
Morning, Jack.
Morning.
You'll have to
excuse my son.
He was out till all hours last
night with that Sweet Sue Tinsley.
That ain't a girl
built for heavy lifting.
Woman has a man around doesn't
have to do a lot of heavy lifting.
Well, I don't know
what he's thinking.
Sure you do.
Sweet Sue Tinsley?
Come on.
She's a catch.
Prettiest girl
in high school.
She made a bikini in Home-Ec
and it won the blue ribbon.
Modeled it in
front of Assembly.
Brought half the crowd
to their feet at least.
(SCOFFS) I'll bet.
Beat the heck
out of my apron.
Well, she's a
flaunter, all right.
And she's got a big mess over there
with that divorce and all them kids.
You ever want you
some young'uns?
No, it's not gonna
happen for me.
It is never too late.
My own mamaw was
an old maid, too.
Almost 43 when
she had my daddy.
She had a baby one week,
then done went into
the change the next.
Anything can happen.
What are y'all
whispering about?
Ooh, I got to scoot.
Eula Belcher's
all seized up
and in dire need of
her muscle relaxers.
Oh... See her out, Son.
All right.
Thank you very much and that's
all right, I'll see myself out.
No, no. Best not
to argue with Mama.
(CHUCKLES)
Here, let me help you.
Here you go.
(EXCLAIMING)
Easy.
(CHUCKLES) You have very
soft hands for a coal miner.
No, I got calluses.
That's how I follow the seams
in the rock to the coal.
Hey, hold on!
Come here, I want to
show you something.
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
Like my new truck?
1978 Ford pickup.
Four-wheeler, fully loaded.
Right fancy.
Nobody ever accused
me of being fancy.
It's a pickup,
not a Caddy.
Hey. you going to the party
on opening night?
Of course I am.
Theodore's taking me.
Are you ever gonna
marry him?
You been talking
to Fleeta?
Just one of the
girls, ain't you?
I always took you for the
strong, silent type.
You ain't scared of
them strays, are ya?
No.
Who are you afraid of?
Howdy, Mama!
Did you eat?
Oh, not a bite all day.
Oh, I pack up
a dinner for you.
Who has got time to eat?
(CHUCKUNG)
The whole town is a-flutter
with our final dress rehearsal.
Oh, you know, I cast everybody
from here to Keokee
whether they have talent
or are lacking.
(LAUGHS)
You choose them,
they have talent.
I know this.
Oh, so, the box office.
You sell the tickets?
Noidea.
Whole town's
in the dang thing.
There's nobody
left to set for it.
Johnny Wood, he made the
announcement on the radio,
WCYB.
(HOOTING)
Well, I have to say that the poster
in the pharmacy window is gorgeous
and we did manage to paper Scott,
Dickenson and Lee Counties.
That'll bring 'em in some.
I know this.
(SIGHS)
You're gonna get
a good crowd.
I work you too hard.
You're exhausted.
You need to sleep.
Don't worry about me,
carissima.
Dr. Daugherty said
the new pills, they work.
I'm sewing the last seam on
the last costume. (CHUCKLES)
(HONKING)
Ave, let's go!
And do not
forget my costume!
(BOTH GASP)
Oh, Aspetta.
Theodore's costume.
Thank you.
"And I shall rise
on the third day."
Come... Ave, where are you?
Let's go!
You are the director!
You cannot be late!
Oh, aspetta! Tayloe!
Tayloe's costume!
Say "break a leg," just like
a professional. Break a leg.
AVE MARIA:
I'm coming,I'm coming!
THEODORE:
Costume looksgreat, Mrs. Mulligan!
TAYLOE:
This is The Trailof the Lonesome Pine,
and my name is
June Tolliver.
I left here a poor
mountain girl,
and have returned...
I have returned...
A lady?
A lady.
I don't fit in.
All right, just stop.
My teeth hurt.
Tayloe, learn your lines!
All right. Yes. Everybody,
thank you so very much!
Will you please leave
your costumes on the rack?
Hey y'all! We're officially
sold out for opening night!
(ALL CHEERING)
Where's Spec?
Right here.
IVA LOU:
This is biggerthan a four alarm fire!
I need you
real bad, Spec.
We're full up!
Order another keg.
Consider it done,
Iva Lou.
Long as I get
the first dance.
(WHISTLES)
SPEC:
You're the sexiest librarianin four counties, Iva Lou!
(EXCLAIMS)
Okay, Sweet Sue,
you're on.
Come down the aisle. Up.
Up. Up.
(CHUCKLES)
lam going over to Carmine's for a burger.
You want to come?
Uh, not right now.
I have to run lines
with the star.
Uh, I know my lines.
Good job on the timing of that cue.
Thank you.
And I do suspect that little
Penny Coomer has a crush on you.
CHILD:
You're it!Appears she's already
over me, ma'am.
Jack,honey!
(GRUNTS)
I swear, sometimes
we make music
like we belong
in the Grand Ole Opry.
Hardly puts me in the mind of Minnie
Pearl, you displaying that leotard.
Why, thank you.
Okay, Pearl. I don't care if
everybody goes home naked...
Ave. I need you
to come here.
You need to come with me.
You gotta get
Duke McMillan.
I'm staying late.
He knows CPR.
Darling, it's not a Rescue Squad run.
It's your mama.
Come on.
AVE MARIA:
No one worriesabout you like your mother.
And when she's gone,
the world seems unsafe.
You can't turn to her anymore
and it changes your life
forever.
Hey, Miss Ave. You probably
don't remember me,
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