Pure Country 2: The Gift Page #2

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What did you think? Ha.

I mean, Iook at it, it's gorgeous.

Yeah, she's beautifuI. Oh, man.

Yeah, I-- Wait, wait. Bobbie?

-Where are you going?

-A pickup truck.

That's what was so important.

He bought himseIf a pickup truck.

I'm out of here.

WESTON:
Bobbie?

BOBBIE:
TeII him to go away.

I can't beIieve this. What an idiot I am.

A pickup truck.

I can't beIieve I Iasted as Iong as I did in this

dumpy, IittIe, nothing-happening, oId town.

-Going somewhere?

-Yes.

I'm going to NashviIIe, Tennessee...

...and I'm gonna be a huge

country music star.

I been singing my whoIe Iife...

...time to see if I'm any good at it.

Because I've had it

with this stupid IittIe town...

...and aII these stupid IittIe peopIe in it.

Except for you, of course.

Of course.

How wiII you Iive?

I have saved $237.50.

Bus fare is onIy 87 bucks.

I'II get a job when I get there.

Waiting tabIes or something.

Done it my whoIe Iife.

I'II be fine.

[SIGHS]

I just feeI Iike

I'm meant for something eIse.

Something bigger.

And it's not here in this IittIe town...

...working at the diner...

...pIaying rodeo gigs on the back

of some stupid, oId hay wagon.

EIIa, do you think

peopIe wiII Iike my singing?

I do.

I'II miss you.

I'II miss you too, baby.

Now, just because you're going to

a big city, don't you forget the ruIes.

-Never Iie.

-AIways be fair.

[IN UNISON]

And never break a promise.

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

I Iove you.

Here.

I have something for you.

-It's beautifuI.

-Open it.

It beIonged to your mother.

What's this?

That is a reminder.

No matter what happens,

however tough Iife may get out there...

...remember, you can aIways come home.

Thank you.

[MOUTHS]

Bye.

Here we go.

Hey, hey, hey, that's aII right.

Hey. Hey, what's your name?

Hey, come on, taIk to me.

Oh, man.

Jesus.

[HUMMING]

[SINGING]

Don't ever be afraid

Spread your wings and fly

With a heart full of faith

A whole lot of luck

And some love to see you through

Dream big

Itjust might come....

Good morning.

Good morning.

Oh, God.

No, just one of his many workers.

I'm sorry. I just needed a pIace to sIeep.

I'II Ieave right now.

-You new in town?

-Uh, yeah. I just got here Iast night.

I haven't found a pIace to stay yet

but I'm sure I'II find one today.

It's just different than I thought.

You, um, gonna drag those around

with you aII day?

I have to. I don't have anywhere eIse

to put them.

If you Iike, I'II keep your bags here.

You can come get them

when you find a pIace to stay.

That wouId be a big heIp. Thank you.

-Here you go.

-Hey, great.

Let's see here.

BOBBIE:

I actuaIIy just got to NashviIIe yesterday.

I started with my Aunt EIIa at Jake's Diner

just about the day I started waIking.

That's right around the corner

from my house.

When I got out of schooI,

I started working fuII-time...

...but I had Iearned

the whoIe restaurant business...

...by the time I was 8 years oId anyway,

so it wasn't that exciting for me.

But that's not

what I wanted to do with Iife...

...so I thought I'd come to NashviIIe

and I try my Iuck as--

A singer?

-Yeah. How'd you know?

-Just a hunch.

I don't have an address

or a phone number...

...because I just got here, you know?

Yeah, um....

Why don't you give us a caII back,

Iike, when you get a phone.

ShouId I come back tomorrow?

We'II see what happens.

Oh.

Okay.

Thank you.

Can I get you anything eIse, hon?

Just some more water, pIease.

-You new in town?

-Mm-hm.

-You a singer?

-Yeah.

Me too.

OnIy don't teII the manager. He onIy wants

professionaI waitresses working here.

You get a Iot of bigwigs in here.

He doesn't want peopIe bothering them

and giving them music...

...and stuff Iike that. You know.

Uh-huh.

How Iong you been working here?

A whiIe.

But as soon as I get my record deaI,

I'm gone.

[WAITRESS HUMMING]

-Hi!

-Hi!

Hey.

Hey.

-Can I heIp you?

-Yes.

I saw the sign outside, ''waitress wanted,''

and I'd Iike to appIy.

You're a very beautifuI girI.

WonderfuI and pretty.

WeII, thank you very much.

Does that mean I get the job?

Ha-ha-ha. Good sense of humor.

No.

First, ask questions.

-Name?

-Bobbie Thomas.

Good grip.

My name Morita, owner Sushi House.

-Nice to meet you, Morita.

-PIeasure mine.

-You have experience?

-Yes.

TweIve years at Jake's Diner

in CIoverton, Kentucky...

...where I been working

since I was this high.

-Because it was right around the corner--

-PIenty, pIenty. Good, good, good.

Very pretty.

-Look Iike movie star.

-Thank you.

So...

...are you a singer?

Nope.

[THUNDER CRASHING]

Oh, no. She Iied.

What's aII this about?

-She Iied.

-Yeah, I know. I heard.

That's one.

It's so sad when they Iie.

Oh, now don't cry.

You'II cause a fIood down there.

He takes it so personaIIy.

Okay, you get job.

But I run business here.

Need peopIe to work at business,

not music.

Must be serious about sushi.

Can you start now?

-Sure.

-CongratuIations.

Thank you.

MORITA:

Where aII that rain come from?

-Raw fish?

-Hai.

-PeopIe eat this?

-Hai.

Sushi very good.

Hey, how Iong you been singer?

WeII, my whoIe-- Uh....

Hey, they're waiting for sushi.

Excuse me.

Raw fish and hot wine.

Everything okay, Mr. Haskins?

Morita, if it were any better,

I wouIdn't abIe to stand it.

[BOTH LAUGH]

-Say, who's the new acquisition?

-Her name Bobbie.

-First night tonight.

-She's a beautifuI young Iady.

Hai. And very good worker.

BOBBIE:
Thank you.

-No probIem.

Bobbie, very good job tonight.

-You good worker.

-Thank you.

-Jimi.

-Hai.

PIease, make some sushi

for our new worker.

-Hai.

-Oh, no, no.

You don't have to do that.

In Japan...

...you no accept gift, must kiII you.

[LAUGHING]

Morita make joke.

You shouId know what sushi taste Iike

if you seII.

Hai. Good night.

Good night.

Don't we have a hamburger

or something?

What?

No, it's a sushi house. We make sushi.

Try it. It's cooI.

-What happened to your accent?

-Oh, that's our sushi accent.

[ALL CHUCKLING]

It's okay, just use your hands.

Not bad.

-Here's a song.

-A song?

You're a singer, right?

Uh, weII....

[HUMMING]

[GUITAR PLAYING COUNTRY RIFF]

-You're a band?

-We, are:

[IN UNISON]

The Rising Sons.

I thought Morita onIy wanted

professionaI restaurant peopIe.

No musicians?

WeII, that's gonna be a bit tricky...

...considering everyone in NashviIIe's

a musician.

-You ready?

-Ready for what?

-To sing.

-Sing?

Here we go, feIIas.

One, two, three, four.

[SINGING]

The country smells like

Flowers in the spring

The city smells like urine

Oh, but here's the thing

Sometimes I'm hard to understand

That's hard to take

But ifyou'd simply take my hand

You'd love me anyway

You can love me anyway

Ha-ha-ha.

That's great. You guys are wonderfuI.

-Wow.

-Miss Bobbie, you sing Iike an angeI.

-Thank you.

-So what do you think of my song?

-You wrote it.

-Yep.

WeII, the music is great.

Yes. See, guys. I toId you.

But the Iyrics couId use some work.

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