Forever My Girl

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You've been singing

That same old song

Far too long

Far too long

Kids, you all need

to get inside.

The wedding is about to start.

Good afternoon,

Ms. Quinn.

I heard Liam's song

on the radio this morning.

Can you believe that

our very own Liam

right here on Saint

is on the radio?

I can't believe it, Ellen.

Now, let's get inside

and watch him marry our Josie.

Yes, ma'am.

Our Liam has quickly

become a bona-fide

country star.

Hey, you mind handing those out?

- Yes, ma'am.

- Thank you.

- Good to see you.

- Hi. You too.

Take me down

Take me down

Take me down

Take me down

to the little white church

Take me down

Ladies, 12 minutes.

Twelve minutes,

Ms. Quinn?

All the Southern time

in the world, my dear.

I handpicked these

this morning for Josie.

Thank you.

I swear though,

if one more person asks me

about her groom's

new hit song on the radio...

Ms. Boudreaux,

I'll be sending some of the boys

to get you lovely

yayas to your seats.

- All right.

- Let's put the veil on.

- Okay.

- Let's do it.

I love you so much.

I love you.

- You're going to make me cry.

- You made me cry.

Hey, hey, hey,

there's my little sister.

I didn't know

you could clean up like that.

- Oh, Jake.

- Just kidding.

Just kidding.

So, are you ready

for your big brother

to walk you down the aisle?

Is it really time?

It's almost.

Ms. Quinn wants me

to walk Mom down first.

- Yeah? Are you ready for this?

- I'm ready.

Ladies, good Lord,

don't you all

look ravishing today?

I'm getting married.

Ladies,

you guys look beautiful.

Josie, you look

absolutely amazing.

Thank you, Mason.

- Kiera?

- Yeah.

Can me and Johnny talk to you

outside for a minute, please?

Sure.

Josie, I'll be right back.

Laura, can you

just touch up her lipstick?

Just a little more color.

Absolutely.

Do you think everything's okay?

Oh, yeah.

Honey, everything's fine.

This is your special day.

Okay. Perfect.

Kiera, what is it?

Is Liam okay?

Liam's fine.

He's fine. He's just...

he's not coming.

I'm sorry, Josie.

What?

We're going

to be here for you.

Yes, we're here for you, honey.

Don't water down my whiskey

Baby

Can't you see

that I'm 100 proof?

I'm a shotgun cocked back,

'68 Fastback

Hell, yeah.

Don't water

down my whiskey

Baby

You can't stop this train

From pushing through

Ain't got no friends

What you see

is what you get

Don't water down my whiskey

Don't water down my whiskey

New Orleans,

thank you, thank you.

You guys are awesome.

Now, I'm going to do

one more song for you all,

- if that's okay.

- I love you, Liam.

Sitting in the dark

All night fighting shadows

And the urge to call you up

Hits me like an arrow

It ain't

the whiskey talking

Or the loneliness

I'm feeling

It's the memories

of the little things

That keep me from healing

I give up all the days

I got left on this Earth

Because without you

I don't know

what they're worth, no

I'd give it all for you

If you let me

This heart

don't have a home

Without you in it, no

I stand before you

As a man who's been broken

True words never spoken, no

Is that enough

Is that enough

Is that enough

Is that enough

For your love?

Thank you.

Good night.

Great, great,

great show, man.

You slayed it as usual.

Vodka, here we go.

See that blonde

in the front row?

Yeah, already on it.

Jack's put her in the car,

headed to the after party.

I'm not going

to the after party, man.

Now Liam, the head

of the label's going

to be there.

I mean, everyone's real eager

to hear about these new tunes

you've been working on,

you know.

Just have a bottle

of vodka sent up to my room

and a steak, all right?

- I'm starving.

- All right.

Jimmy, he ain't going.

He ain't going on it, man.

It's Page,

heading up exit three.

All right.

Ain't nothing like a hometown

crowd though, right?

Am I right?

I'm not from here.

I'm a few towns over.

Not here at all.

All right.

Oh, I'll get your towel, then.

Okay. Great.

All right, boys,

good job, good job.

Is it enough

Is it enough

For your love, baby

Hey, Liam Page.

I have been trying to get you up

for hours, Liam Page.

Can you stop calling me

Liam Page?

You're up, you're up,

you're up, you're up, you're up,

- you're up, you're up.

- Hey, will you...

That's my cell phone.

Oh, that's a cell phone?

Please, come on.

No, it's broken.

You broke it.

Oh, hold on. Wait.

Where are you going, Liam Page?

Oh, my God.

Oh.

Oh, sh*t.

Okay, well, call me.

Can you please tell me

where's the nearest

cell phone store?

It's... Mr. Page,

I'd be delighted to assist you.

It's on the edge of the Quarter.

I'd be happy to call you a car.

Will you just

tell me how far,

which direction,

how many blocks?

Take a right on Royal,

and it's six blocks down

- on your left.

- Okay.

Oh, my.

Liam,

where are your shoes?

Hey, I'll give anyone $10,000

if they can fix my phone.

- Ten thousand.

- Oh, my God...

Hey, Mr. Page,

$10,000, do you mind if I...

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Well, perhaps we could

interest you in a newer model?

I don't... I don't want

a new model, okay?

I want that phone.

Allow me to assist you,

Mr. Page.

On the house,

I'm the store manager.

Okay.

Jojo?

- Jojo?

- Huh?

Release the device, please.

Thank you.

Why don't you step

into my office

We'll have

a little more privacy.

Okay.

Let's have a look here.

I'll tell you what,

these older boards are tricky.

So I take it, these messages

you need to get to,

they must be very important.

Yes.

There's just one.

There's just one.

Just give me one second here.

All right. Well,

it's not going to win

any beauty contest, but it

should work just fine now.

- It's fixed?

- Now, I'll give you some privacy

and you can check for yourself.

Okay.

April 9th,

one saved message.

Hi, Liam,

it's me, Josie...

Country star Liam Page

was spotted earlier today

in the French Quarter.

He was running barefoot

according to some witnesses...

Now, Doris, hold on,

this might be him.

Yeah, I got him.

I need an espresso.

Oh, espresso?

Okay. Okay.

How about basic outerwear, huh?

Like shoes?

Hmm?

That little jog of yours

is all over TV.

Doris has called me

like five times.

Publicists live

for this stuff, Sam.

Record labels do not.

Not to mention,

everyone's wondering

when you're going

to stop messing around

and deliver these new songs

you owe them.

I'm just... I'm dealing with some

writer's block right now.

Dude, I'm telling you,

you can't keep putting them off.

All right, Sam.

We have a meeting set

with the label...

Hold on one second.

Oh, crap, it's Blake Shelton.

I got to get this.

This should be fun.

Hey, Blake.

What's up, buddy?

Terrible accident took

place on I-59 this morning.

Twenty-seven-year-old

councilman Mason Belmont

of St. Augustine was driving

on his way to a city meeting

at approximately 6:30 AM

when he was struck

by a drunk driver.

That driver is said to be

in critical condition.

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