Coyote Ugly Page #8

Lil, you didn't come here to eat.|What do you want?

'Kay.

I just wanted to let you know|you can come back to the bar whenever you want.

- I appreciate the offer,|but I'm okay here. - I figured that.

You were never a lifer.

I'm married to that bar.|Hell, I'd, uh--

I'd sleep there if I had the guts|to walk around barefoot.

- But that's me, you know?

I'm the original Coyote--

just a small town gal trying|to make it in the big bad city.

"Small town gal"?

Piedmont, North Dakota.

You ever tell anyone that,|I'll kill ya.

Take care,Jersey.

You have one new message.

I have one message in eight hours.|How pathetic am I?

Violet, this is Lyndsey Morgan|from the Bowety Ballroom.

Listen, we loved your CD,

and we want you to play|in our songwriter's showcase next Sunday night.

You're on at 10:
00 sharp.|So drop your music by the club,

and the house band|can learn your song.

Now if you have any questions,|don't be afraid to give me a shout. See ya Sunday.

- Here are the keys to the apartment.|It's all yours. - Thank you.

I can't thank you enough for|subleasing me this place. You don't know how long I looked.

And when is your boyfriend moving in?

He's actually coming in|tomorrow from Boston.

It's historic, guys.|This is the first night I've closed early in three years.

Ta-da. Will you hang that|outside for me?

- Hey, Lou, you got that number|I asked you about? - Yep.

So why are you moving|to Chicago?

I'll figure that out|when I get there.

- Um, oh.

- Hello.|- Hey, do yourself a favor and look at page 137 of The Voice.

I can't believe|your name is in the paper. I'm gettin' this framed.

Dad, if you're not ready|in five minutes, I'm gonna leave without you.

Keep your pants on, will ya?|I'm physically challenged.

I only got three rolls of film.|I hope that's enough.

Dad, I'm only singing|one song.

Right. Better go get|another one.

Hey, Bill.

My kid's singing tonight|at some club in the city.

She's a little nervous.|Hey, maybe you can give us a one, two, three for luck.

You got it. All right, let's give it up|for Bill Sanford's daughter.

- Light 'em up. One, two, three.

Oh, look, Vi.

- I can't do this.|- -

- Jesus!

Did I mention to you|that I was recently in a horrific car accident?

I-- I can't do this.|I gotta go back.

- Violet, listen to me.|Are you listening? - Yes.

You have nothing to be afraid of.|You're already a star.

- Dad, what are you talking about?|I'm a nobody. - If you're such a nobody,

then why did I buy this off Pete|for 20 bucks?

- Why do you have that?|- I saw it on the wall, decided I wanted the first autograph.

I figured it'd be|a damn good investment.

Now what are you waiting for?|I didn't spend three months in physical therapy...

just to take a ride|to the state line, you got me?

- Yeah, I got ya.|- So what do you say, Vi? How about another U-ey?

You guys call in a one, two, three!|Now, let's do it again.

- This time I wanna feel chills!

There goes Bill again. He's|back for seconds. Come on now! Let's give him all we got!

- Let's go!

The only reason why I came down|here tonight is to see her fall on her face.

Oh, take it easy, Rachel.|It's supposed to be a nice night out.

- Excuse me.|- I'm cool. Don't worty about me.

- Hi. Good evening, ladies.|Can I help you? - No.

It's packed, Lyndsey.|The house band has been on for 15 minutes.

If she's not here in five,|she's bumped.

- Jesus!

Uh, now that we're here,|I'm feeling a little nervous.

Thank you, Mr. Sanford.

Oh, oh, probably just carsick.

Forget I mentioned it.|I'm fine. Have a great show.

Vi.

Get your butt in there.|Come on. We're right behind you.

Break a leg, sweetie.

Ladies and gentlemen,

making her Bowery Ballroom debut,|Miss Violet Sanford!

I'm sorry.

Under a lovers' sky

Gonna be with you

And no one's gonna be around

that you won't fall

We'll just wait until

Till the sun goes down

the starlight, starlight

so right

It will take you in tonight

You can try to resist |- Whoa! Violet!

but you know

can't fight the moonlight

you'll surrender your heart

But you know, but you know

the moonlight, no

You can't fight it

It's gonna get to your heart

There's no escape from love

Once the gentle breeze

upon your heart

No matter what you think

till you're in my arms

Underneath| - Hey, pinhead.

The starlight, starlight|- That's not long enough, baby! Now shake it!

Come on. Don't do it, Rach.|He's a big guy, and you're still on probation.

Don't worty. Those classes|are really paying off.

It'll steal your heart tonight

You can try to resist

Try to hide from my kiss

But you know, but you know

the moonlight

you'll surrender your heart

But you know, but you know

the moonlight

Okay. Let's give a big Coyote welcome|to LeAnn Rimes.

You can try to resist

Try to hide from my kiss

But you know, but you know

So tell me, what do you do|when you realize that all your dreams have come true?

You pay off old debts.

that you can't

Can't fight the moonlight|- Volume 129.

The original appearance|of the Punisher-- the one I cost you.

It will fill your heart tonight

You can try to resist

Try to hide from my kiss

But you know, but you know

- Lil, don't think your new girl's gonna hack it.

But you know, but you know|- Jersey! Jersey! Jersey!

the moonlight -

Jersey! Jersey!|Jersey! Jersey!

my kiss

Don't you know

the moonlight

You can't fight it

to your heart

Okay. In true Coyote tradition,|I'm gonna make every woman's night...

and auction off the most|handsome little hottie in the place.

Violet, come on.|You can't do this to me again.

- Here he is, girls.

All you got is this moment

Okay, ladies.|The bidding will start at $25.

21st century's yesterday|- See, nobody wants to do this. What are getting me into?

- $25!

You said you wanted|a more active social life. Come on, girls.

There's a lot of miles|left on these tires.

- $50!|- Come on, Dad. Strut your stuff.

And give me a moment|- Seventy-five!

Your moves are so raw

I've got to let you know

I've got to let you know|- Whoa!

Take-- Take some of it off!.

'Cause I'm not sleepin'|- Okay, put-- put some of it on.

There's something about you girl|- Yeah, baby!

That makes me sweat|- I'm going 80! - Ninety-five!

How do you feel

I'm lonely|- Yeah! All right, Jersey!

Can't take it all|- $98.50!

What ya gonna do, gonna live my life|- A hundred!

So slide over here

And give me a moment|- $150! - Sold!

I've got to let you know

I've got to let you know| - Hey, I'm a Coyote!

So slide over here|- Well, your father has no problem with stage fright.

Your moves are so raw

I've got to let you know|- So tell me,

You're one of my kind

Time

just slips away

with yesterday

Left with the memories

I:

and smile

And be happy for the time

I had you with me

our separate ways

so don't forget

The memories we've made

Please remember

Please remember

I was there for you

And you were there for me

And remember

Please remember

Me

Please remember

Please remember

I was there for you

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