Sweet Dreams Page #4

Ah, baby.

You still like me, Charlie?

Yeah. You do?

Lord, b*tch. You don't

sing. You whine. Whine.

Hi, darlin'.

What are you doin'?

Havin' a glass of champagne

with Kirk Douglas.

What's it look like I'm doin'?

You don't have to iron

me a shirt every day.

I thought you told me Sergeant

Wilson wanted you lookin' sharp.

I'll tell you a secret.

I don't give a goddamn

what Sergeant Wilson says.

That tight assed bastard's been on

my back ever since I got here.

God, I hate this army.

I hate this state.

I hate this miserable

little apartment.

I've been places I

like better, too.

I could still be making

records if I'd stayed home.

Nobody asked you to come here.

The hell you didn't.

You begged me. I didn't mean it.

Come on, Charlie. Don't fuss now.

I'm makin' chili for

dinner. You like that.

Let's just be nice. Oh, my.

"I'm makin' chili,

and I try to be nice...

but my husband's just

so rude and nasty."

Shut up. Poor Patsy!

Why don't you just shut

your mouth? Why don't

you try and make me?

Don't push me,

Charlie. I dare you.

Patsy. Patsy!

Leave me alone!

You know the part I remember?

I remember the part when you

told me over and over...

how you're gonna protect me.

Keep anybody from hurtin' me.

You remember all those

times you told me that?

Patsy, wait!

Patsy, I'm sorry.

Open the door up.

I'll bring the rest.

Will you get the

baby things, John?

I'm gonna start singin' again

right after the baby's born.

I was hopin' you'd

stay home for a while.

I'm gonna start singin' the

same week the baby's born.

I can make it, Mama.

Damn it, I know I can.

All I need is one good song

to put me over the top.

Then when I've made enough,

I can retire, raise the baby.

I just wanna make it right.

You forgot the part

about the yellow roses.

What the livin' hell?

They told me...

It's a false alarm.

Why don't you put a star

in your crown, and get old

Charlie a beer?

Can I have a kiss?

Can I have a decent kiss?

Miss me?

Nope.

I didn't know it till I

saw you, but, yes, I did.

Look at you.

I got ten days' leave.

I got two good lookin' women,

and a baby on the way!

Hog heaven!

Mama, look at these sweet little

things Betty just gave me.

Aren't they darlin'? Look

at that one. It's got a

little bit of embroidery.

Damn it! Get your feet

off the baby's clothes.

Charlie, for the love of God!

Why don't you get out

from under our feet?

Go buy yourself a beer

or something. Lord.

All right, if that's what

you think I should do.

Dinner's at 6:
00. All right.

Charlie here says he loves

the army. Hell, yes.

Says he's gonna reenlist

when his time's up.

You know, Woodhouse,

I never saw so many

teeth in a horse's ass.

I gotta go.

You butthole. Come on.

I didn't know they made

apron strings this long.

I gotta get home.

Let's stop and have one.

It's on the way.

Just a quick one.

Hey, bartender, let us have

a shot for everybody.

No, not for me.

Nothing but the best for

Charlie. Yes, one more.

One more. Just one before you go.

No, I gotta get goin'.

Y'all have a good night.

It's been real nice.

I'll see you before I go.

Hey, Charlie. What?

Nothin'. What?

Well, your hair is all.

You look so different

with short hair. So?

So, I think it's kind of cute.

I like it.

Remember?

All those good times we had.

Yeah, I remember.

Of course I remember.

Well, why do you have to

go home so early then?

Talk to me, Charlie.

You know I've always liked you.

We're goin' to Carol's

house. Come on, Charlie.

Let's get outta here.

Is the father around so I

can get the rest of this

information from him?

Well, what's his name?

Charles Dick.

Son of a b*tch!

Stop that dirty talk

now. He'll be here soon.

The son of a b*tch!

Oh, Mama.

Somebody answer the phone.

Hello. Charlie?

Where are you?

Charlie, we're at the

hospital. She's had her baby.

I'll be right down. No,

you won't be right down.

You keep your miserable

self away. She had a hard

time. She's finally asleep.

She asked for you 14 times

tonight, and you weren't there.

Damn your soul, Charlie

Dick. Where were you?

There's your dad.

Hi, honey.

She's beautiful.

You want to hold her? Yeah.

Come here, you little thing.

I got her.

I got ya.

She's so pretty.

Look at her hair. I know.

It's curlin' already.

You still think Julie's

a good name for her?

I wish to God I'd been with you.

Yeah. Where were you?

I'd tell you a hundred

lies, but I ain't goin' to.

Got drunk.

That's whiskey under the bridge.

Fifty cents, please. Yes, ma'am.

Hello? Hi, baby, it's me.

Hi, Charlie. Guess what?

I found us a new apartment.

It's got room for the baby...

and it's still cheaper than that

other one we had down here.

Got a big kitchen, too.

So, what do you say?

Why don't you come on down?

No, Charlie, I can't.

I want to start singin' again,

and Mama helps me with Julie.

Come on, baby. I really miss

ya. I wanna see my kid.

Don't you get another leave

in a couple of months?

You can see her then.

Goddamn. Why are you

so polite anymore?

Can't you just talk normal?

I feel like I'm talkin' to

Eleanor Roosevelt.

I gotta go, Charlie.

The baby's cryin'.

I'll talk to you, okay? Yeah,

okay, if Julie's cryin'.

Patsy.

You awake?

Wake up, baby.

Shh. Put something on.

I want to take you someplace.

What's the matter?

What are you doing here?

It's important. You crazy?

It's the middle of night!

I can't leave the baby.

We'll put her with Hilda.

Why won't you tell me

what this is about?

Just wait.

At least tell me

where we're going.

I need something from you.

I need you to look me

in the face and say...

"You screw up a lot,

but I still love you,

Charlie. I always will."

I told you before you left,

I'm not holding any grudges.

I need something from you.

I need you to look me

in the face and say...

"You screw up a lot,

but I still love you,

Charlie. I always will."

You screw up a lot,

Charlie, but I still love

you and I always will.

Say it again.

You screw up a lot,

but I still love you,

Charlie. I always will.

I'll have a blue Christmas

Without you

I'll be so blue

Thinking about you

Decorations of red

On a green Christmas tree

Start the movie!

Won't mean a thing, dear, if...

What are they doin'?

What the hell's goin' on?

I cannot believe this!

Honey, your mama's life is not

workin' out. Trust me. It's not.

I'm goin' to Nashville tomorrow.

See if I can do something.

Aren't you Patsy Cline?

Yeah.

I'm Randy Hughes.

I was just coming to

see you. Is that right?

You wrote me a letter

about a year ago.

But I had a baby and haven't

been doin' much singing.

You don't have to sell me.

I think you're maybe the best

country singer in the world.

Come in here.

Let's you and I talk.

I always did like a man who knew

how to start a conversation good.

I swear, I can make us

both a lot of money.

You won't be sorry.

You know why not? Why?

Because when the song is

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