Road to Nowhere

Velma was always

my window...

into the story.

# Come and lay down by my side #

# Till the early mornin' light #

# All I'm takin' #

# Is your time #

# Help me make it

through the night #

# I don't care what's right or wrong #

# And I won't try to understand #

# Let the devil take tomorrow #

# Lord, tonight #

# I need a friend #

# Yesterday is dead and gone #

# And tomorrow's out of sight #

# And it's sad to be alone #

# Help me make it

through the night #

# And it's sad to be alone #

# Help me make it

through the night #

# I don't want to be alone #

# Help me make it

through the night ##

Angel One, clear.

Unit 14, clear.

Unit 2-8's

at Third and Western.

I had a 1488,

number 3.

## [ Folk Guitar ]

# Well, the ditches are on fire #

# And there ain't

no higher ground #

# You've set your sights

on the City of Angels #

# But you're stuck

makin' bad deals in #

# Backwater towns #

# Forgiveness is

the killer of snakes, friend #

# In the gardens

of despair#

# Keep your mind

on the middle, brother#

# Out on that road

to nowhere #

# From the polo club

in old Havana #

# To an ancient church

in Rome #

# You keep thinking

you recognize those faces #

# The way the flesh

is tightened on the bone #

# You make deals with

the wrong class of people #

# You balance

the curse and the prayer#

# On that thin line

between the pathway to glory #

# And the road

that leads to nowhere #

# So row, row, row

your little dreamboat #

# Violently back upstream #

# Where the cops

and the candlestick makers #

# They're wise to all

your desperate schemes #

# You're riding backwards

on a blind horse #

# On a carousel

in a carnival out there #

# Where the tunnel of love

was never finished #

# Out on the road to nowhere #

# So it's ashes to ashes #

# Dirt to dirt #

# Your blood's full of OxyContin

and vodka, friend #

# Why the hell

do you still hurt? #

# Now every day

is the day of reckoning #

# Even the weatherman

can make you scared #

# Even Lazarus

keeps on staggering down #

# That eternal road #

# To nowhere #

# So row, row, row

your little dreamboat #

# Violently back upstream #

# Where the banker

and the cops #

# And the candlestick makers #

# They're all wise

to your desperate schemes #

# You're riding backwards

on a blind horse #

# In some carnival out there #

# Where the tunnel of love

was never finished #

# On the road to nowhere #

# Tunnel of love

was never finished #

# On the road to nowhere ##

In your film,

Road to Nowhere,

Velma dies after Taschen

has taken his own life.

But there are

conflicting reports about that.

What you're really asking is if...

I think I'm printing the truth...

or legend.

So we agree.

I think we always did.

It was your story

before it was mine.

Nathalie Post?

Hi.

Hi. You seem

like you're the, uh,

belle of

the Bryson County ball tonight.

That's always been my dream.

May I please

have a martini?

Bruno.

Hi.

Bruno Brotherton.

It must be pretty exciting selling your

story to a big Hollywood movie and all.

However in the world did you come up

with that idea to write about?

Well, I was sitting at my computer

one day and thinking,

if I don't get out of Bryson City,

I'm gonna drive my car into Fontana Lake.

And then Velma Duran

went and did it.

You mean you'd rather write

than procreate like the rest of us hillbillies?

What do you do, Mr. Brotherton?

Nothing as exciting as you, I'm sure.

Actually, uh

I-I'm a researcher

for Universal Benefit Systems.

You're

an insurance investigator.

You make it sound like

I'm some sort of cop or something.

I just kind of play around

with statistics and numbers and

Facts?

Yes, ma'am,

those too.

When Mitch first told me the story,

I said this sounds like the film noir of our dreams.

Don't ever use

that word again.

Right.

Um, so you really

want to make our movie?

Not want to. Going to.

Everyone here at Tiger's Den

believes this will be Mitchell Haven's masterpiece.

We're excited.

Well, okay.

All we can do now

is f*** it up.

And we will.

Are you on Spacebook

or My Face?

Neither.

Take a look at this.

I saw Hilary Swank

on television once...

and she said that basically you just

get your head shot and your reel...

in front of as many people as possible

and as cheaply as possible,

and that's what I'm doing.

So if you need an actress,

then come visit LaureIGraham.com.

Does she have

any Cuban blood? Yeah!

It says that her mother

is Puerto Rican.

God help us.

She is Velma Duran.

You're thinking like

a guy from Hollywood.

We're missing

something.

Something that cuts

against the grain, you know,

Okay.

that brings Velma Duran to life.

Depending on

what article you read,

she's either

the innocent victim or the cause of it all.

You know, folks said she was the nicest

bunch of girls you'd have ever wanted to meet.

You do decks and scripts?

I was a park ranger

in the Smoky Mountains for a couple of years.

Anybody from a thousand miles

around there would've known

about the Taschen case.

What were you saying

about Velma again?

Probably just another

corrupt politico.

Thanks.

Thanks for your input. D Wait.

Did you know

Velma Duran?

Well,

maybe I've exaggerated just a bit.

She was the kid sister

of one of my buddies on the force.

Um, she was trouble

pretty much though from the start.

Why don't you guys continue

working on the script...

and I'll go outside

and varnish the deck?

Hey, can I borrow

your bathroom?

Yeah. Yeah, you bet.

It's just

It's right back there.

Thanks.

The real Velma Duran died

fighting oppression in Cuba.

Someone should

make that movie.

If there was another way,

I would never ask.

But if someone

identified Velma,

they'd kill all

the Duran family in Cuba.

I've been

a public official long enough.

I think it's time

to get out of Dodge.

Nathalie Post, Thursday, September 5.

Remember, you saw it here first.

Talk of Rafe Taschen's

insider land deals...

has gone from a whisper

to a state capitol roar.

A $100 million roar.

The dew may be falling

off the rose of the dashing politico's dreams.

Certainly there is that

initial ice-breaker...

when Jack Nicholson walks on the set and

you have your first scene with him.

You really--

You don't know what to think.

Uh, DiCaprio?

Do you think

he'd really do this?

What it does is,

it affects your char--

Well, I take it back.

Okay, maybe, you know,

with a little make-up he could play Taschen.

Did we already

pass on him? Yeah. We did.

And he took

another picture.

Why didn't you hire him?

I just can't cast someone

because they're famous...

and would make my movie

a lot of money.

Miss Graham?

Oh!

Welcome.

Welcome.

Thank you

for coming so far. Okay, yes.

- Hi. This is beautiful.

- Yes, yes. Your trip was good?

Uh, yeah. Yeah.

You know, I never received a script.

No.

There isn't a script.

By the way,

I'm Rafe Taschen,

and this is your father,

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