Coal Miner's Daughter Page #6
- PG
- Year:
- 1980
- 124 min
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right here till 6:00,
neighbors.
And now here's a word from our
friends down at Hutchins' Hot Pigs.
(SNORTING)
Tell them all about it, Hutch,
and all of them little piglets.
You played it, huh? You ain't
even took it out of the wrapper.
Do you know how many
do-it-yourself records
I get in here every day?
If I played all of 'em, I wouldn't
have time to play anything else.
Well, why did you lie to us?
Huh?
Why'd you say
they didn't like us?
Doo worked so hard
to get us this record!
Hey, buddy, get her out of here.
I gotta go back on the air.
I'm sorry, buddy,
there's nothing I can do
once she gets
cranked up like this.
He took the picture, too.
Heck, we got four babies we had
to leave home with my mommy.
We drove all the way here,
spent every last dime we had.
Folks, we got a special treat
for you here today,
a young lady who I predict
is gonna go all the way.
I can't believe it!
I can't believe
you'd do something
so dadgum mean as that!
BOBBY:
Tell themall about yourself, darling.
About myself?
(HONKS)
LORETTA ON RADIO: And then I sung it
for Doolittle. That's my husband.
Except everybody else calls
him Mooney on account of
he used to sell moonshine
back in Butcher Holler.
Where?
Butcher Holler,
that where me and Doo's
from back in Kentucky.
Anyway, I wrote the song
and Doo heard it,
and he said, "That's about the
prettiest song as I ever heard,
"good as Patsy Cline. "
I said, "Oh, ain't nobody
sings as good as Patsy. "
BOBBY:
Well, let's get a listen to it,folks, brand-new on the Zero label,
Miss Lorene Lynn singing...
What?
...Honky Tonk Girl.
It's Loretta Lynn, not Lorene.
Loretta?
Uh-huh.
(COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING
ON RADIO)
DOOLITTLE:
Girl, you sure gotover being bashful fast.
I just done what you said, just
opened my mouth and out it come.
I couldn't even stop.
I didn't have no more notion of
what I was gonna
say than a rabbit.
You keep on being
a rabbit then, darlin'.
Hey, where is the next one?
You want me to watch for
that next transmitter?
Hell, yes, watch out
for that transmitter.
LORETTA ON RADIO: (SINGING)
We were so happy my heart was in a...
DJ 1 ON RADIO:
WTMT, the voiceof country in Hazard, Kentucky.
LORETTA:
We've been seeing alldifferent parts of the country
and meeting all kinds of people
and Doolittle, he's driving...
DJ 2:
WMIT in Middlesboro...LORETTA:
Mama's back in Kentuckytaking care of the four babies.
Bet they're wondering what's
happened to their mama.
DJ 3:
Top Ridge, Tennessee...LORETTA:
I had no idea wheresingers got songs to sing,
so I thought, "Shoot.
I better just lock myself up in it,
"at least till I get this
music business figured out. "
MAN ON RADIO:
(SINGING)Come fast through the mail
with a satisfied mind...
Doo, can we send the kids
some suckers or something?
No, baby, we can't afford it.
We ain't got the money.
Here's your baloney, 48 cents.
I'm getting so sick of baloney.
You are? Well, you know what they
say about baloney now, don't you?
What?
Makes you horny.
What's that mean?
(LAUGHING)
Are you so
dad-burned ignorant,
you don't know
what horny means?
No. What does it mean?
(LAUGHING)
Ain't gonna tell you.
Doo!
Doo, what does it mean?
(CONTINUES LAUGHING)
DJ ON RADIO:
With all these months onthe road have you hit Nashville yet?
LORETTA:
No, sir,but I'm dying to.
I'm gonna get on the Grand Ole
Opry, too, just as soon as I can.
(CHUCKLES) Well, you know,
sometimes you gotta pay
a lot of dues to
get on the Opry.
Pay dues?
Well, for most people it takes
years and years of hard work.
Still,
from the looks of things,
you're off to
a real good start.
Shoot.
We've been driving so much
I don't even know
where I am half the time.
Oh, it's fun, though, you
know, we sing and talk
and Doo, that's my husband,
he'll get to acting horny.
What?
The more I laugh
the hornier he gets.
Loretta, goddamn!
He'll say,
"Loretta, spread me up
"one of them
baloney sandwiches!"
I don't know where in the
hell you think you are, lady,
but that kind of smut don't go
on in this part of the country.
I didn't know it was dirty.
up and acting silly.
Come off that
dumb hillbilly act.
You know, mister,
if you knew Loretta,
you'd know that ain't no act.
Thank you, Doo.
Yeah, well, let me
tell you something.
We're gonna be damn lucky not to
lose our FCC license for this.
And I mean damn lucky!
You know, I'm gonna tell
you something else,
I ain't never playing another record
of yours on this radio station! Never!
Goddamn, Loretta.
Don't you ever stop to think
what the hell you're saying?
LORETTA:
You told me not to!Wait up!
Don't worry about him, kids.
If you're on the charts,
you're gonna get played.
What charts?
(CHUCKLES) You got a hit record.
You don't know that?
That really
isn't an act, is it?
Look here, Cash Box magazine,
came out today.
You're number 14 nationwide.
You really didn't know.
Thank you. Doo!
(SOFT MUSIC
PLAYING ON RADIO)
I love you, Doo.
DJ ON RADIO:
For the girlwith roses on her pillow,
here's Patsy Cline's
number one hit, Crazy.
PATSY:
(SINGING) CrazyI'm crazy for feeling so lonely
I'm crazy
Crazy for feeling so blue
I knew
You'd love me as long...
Doolittle?
Doo? Doo?
(HORN HONKING)
That old building sure would
hold a lot of hay, wouldn't it?
This is the
Grand Ole Opry.
You want chocolate or glazed?
The Grand Ole Opry!
What if they won't let me in?
They'd better let us in, I done spent
all the money on these donuts.
Besides that, how are
they gonna keep us out?
We're number 14!
Nationwide.
(PLAYING COUNTRY MUSIC)
(SINGING) I'm walkin'
the floor over you
I can't sleep a wink,
that is true
I'm hoping and I'm praying as
my heart breaks right in two
Walkin' the floor over you
You left me and you went away
You said that
you'd be back in just a day
Are you Loretta Lynn?
Loretta Lynn?
Loretta Lynn?
Loretta Lynn? Loretta Lynn?
You Loretta Lynn?
I've been calling and calling you.
Now, Mr. Devine says to
put you on Ernest's show.
Now, you go stand right over yonder
and keep your eyes on Ernest.
He'll introduce you if the
show ain't running too long.
What's the matter with you?
I'm scared, Doo.
Scared? Goddamn!
I don't belong here.
You belong here as
much as anybody does.
Now try to quit that
complaining and relax.
I ain't ready.
I ain't paid my dues to be here.
By God, we'll pay
'em later on then.
Where you going?
If there's one thing I can't stand,
Loretta, it's a nervous damn woman.
Don't leave.
I ain't leaving you,
I'm just going to get out there
and get me some fresh air!
I'm walkin' the floor over you
I can't sleep a wink,
that is true
(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)
Ain't got no place
in here for drunks.
We don't want
no trouble. Go home.
(CROWD APPLAUDING)
Thank you all.
Thank you so very
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