The Last Ride Page #2

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Sir, there's no shoulder here.

Boy, what did I just say?

He shouldn't have done that.

I want you to pass

his ass right now.

Mr. Wells, you're

not gonna shoot...

Hey, just do as I say!

Please, Mr. Wells,

we can't...

Do not call me by my name.

Are we clear on that?

Now, I want you to get my Eldorado

Cadillac around this dirt dog

or I'm gonna blow them big ass

ears of yours right off your head!

Hey, boy!

You like to drive

like an a**hole, there?

Can chase them pigs

all night long!

Keep on the sunny side,

always on the sunny side

If we keep on

the sunny side of life

It will help us every day

It will brighten all our way

If we keep on

the sunny side of life

Fill 'er up?

Yeah. Hi-Test.

Where the hell are we?

Lone Oak, Tennessee.

I gotta take a leak.

I was about to close up.

Y'all nearly missed me.

I'm glad. I was trying to

stay ahead of the storm.

Yeah.

They're calling for sleet

all the way to Carolina.

How far is it to Bristol?

Oh, about five hours, I guess.

I don't know

with this weather, though.

I think this is

a big one coming in.

Well, your oil was fine,

but she was thirsty.

That's $8 even.

I'll be right back

with your change.

Hey, you got a snack machine

or anything in there?

No, it's busted.

Got some leftover

Christmas candy though.

You can have all that you want.

I don't eat that crap.

Is there any place I can get

some supper around here?

There's a diner about

10 miles up the road.

Any damn good?

No, but it's all there is.

Well, let's go, boy.

I'm about to starve to death.

Happy motoring, buddy.

Turn on the radio.

Pancakes and

cheese Pancakes and cheese

Change it.

Ridin' through the

jungle on the Wabash Cannonball

Aw, hell, change that.

As I sit here

tonight, the jukebox playing

Oh, yessa.

The tune about

the wild side of life

As I listen to words

you are sayin'

It brings memories

when I was a trustful wife

Are you worried

about the weather?

Yes, sir, I am.

Hell, this ain't nothing.

I left Memphis

in a tornado once.

Rolled into Gulfport in the

middle of a damn hurricane.

Well, I just don't want the

road to freeze on us, is all.

What time do I have

to be in Charleston?

7:
00 tomorrow night.

Easy.

More coffee, please.

You got a name, boy?

Silas Combs.

Where you from?

Sorbonne.

Sore Bone.

I ain't never heard of it.

It's down by Venable.

Sound like a hellhole.

Thank you.

It's not so bad.

This is WGN Chicago.

Now, here's one of

last year's biggest hits.

(mo, Com Heart,

written by Hank Williams.

I tried so

hard, my dear, to show

that you're my every dream

What do you think of this song?

It's all right, I guess.

I hate it.

Now we talking.

Sure you don't want a beer?

No, sir. Thank you.

There's no way we're gonna

make it to Bristol.

I don't even think we'll make

Knoxville, the way it's snowing.

What the hell time is it?

10:
00.

Just get to Chattanooga.

I know a hotel there.

Sir, that's barely

100 miles we're making.

It's gonna be hard to catch up

tomorrow, especially in this.

Sorbonne, are you being

paid to think or drive?

Answer me.

Drive.

Good. Then we

understand each other.

Why don't you

swing low, sweet chariot

Stop and let me ride

Swing low, chariot

Stop and let me ride

Rock me, Lord Rock me,

Lord Calm and easy

I got a home on the other side

Why don't you swing low,

sweet chariot

Stop and let me ride

Swing low, chariot

Stop and let me ride

Rock me, Lord Rock me,

Lord Calm and easy

I got a home on the other side

Swing, swing, swing, swing

Good evening, sir.

Do you have a reservation

with us this evening?

No, sir.

We're just...

I'm sorry.

We're all full up.

Good evening, sir.

Welcome back to The Belmont.

Thought you were all full up.

I believe we just

had a cancellation.

Swing low, chariot

Stop and let me ride

Rock me, Lord Rock me,

Lord Calm and easy

Whoa!

Careful with his guitar.

You are new, aren't you?

Mr. Wells is

a regular, huh?

Yeah.

Mr. Wells is an ol' favorite.

I better take this.

I got a home on the other side

They only had one room left.

Well, I can just

sleep in the car.

What, and freeze to death?

You that scared of me

already, boy?

Merry Christmas, slick.

Thank you, sir.

You know, it's always

good to see you.

I bet it is.

Bartenders, bellboys and cops,

you take care of them,

they take care of you.

I gotta make me

a telephone call.

Yes, sir.

I'll meet you

downstairs at the bar.

Mr. Wells, sir...

Wait. Let me guess.

OI' Snake Belly told you

I wasn't supposed to drink

any whiskey now, didn't he?

He said I don't get paid

if you show up drunk.

Boy, who do you think

is paying you?

Fire that weasel-eyed

thief anyway.

Yes, operator, I'm still here.

The call has been refused.

What do you mean, refused?

The party will not accept the charges.

He does not know a Mr. Combs.

Oh.

Can you try again

with the name Mr. Wells?

That's my employer.

That's who I'm calling for.

Hello.

OPERATOR'. Sorry to

bother you again.

Person to person collect call

for Mr. O'Keefe from Mr. Wells.

Will you accept the charges?

Yeah, I'll accept.

Where are you, boy?

And where'd you come up with a

doofus name like Silas Combs?

Is this Mr. O'Keefe?

Who is this?

This is Silas Combs. My

instructions were to call you.

Where's Stan?

I don't think I know Stan.

He's a tall guy. Mr. Wells

calls him Snake Belly.

Oh, yes. That's who

gave me the job.

Why aren't you calling him?

Well, this is

the number he gave me.

I thought you were

Mr. Wells' business manager.

No, I'm not his business manager.

Where are you?

Chattanooga.

Chattanooga? Is that all?

Yeah, we got a late start. And

then the weather turned bad on us.

Is he drinking?

No. No, sir.

Yeah, right.

You may have noticed Mr. Wells

will take a drink of whiskey.

Yes, sir, I have noticed that.

Look, it is very important that you

get him to Charleston tomorrow

and that you

get him there sober.

Are you listening to me?

Now, there are a lot

of people, mainly him,

who are counting on you.

This is your one and only job.

I'll do my best, sir.

All right. Call me in the morning.

I wanna know when you leave.

Okay-

I'm expecting somebody.

A doctor.

Need me a shot of B12.

Work like a charm.

What're you drinking, Sorbonne?

Nothing, thanks.

I asked you what

you were drinking.

Beer, I guess.

Is that that country singer?

Yeah, I think it is.

I do love a road trip.

Hey, how old are you?

Nineteen.

Oh. Good.

I'd hate to think I was contributing

to the delinquency of a minor.

Thank you. Hey, chief.

Can you get those two

pretty girls over there

a round of drinks

on us, please?

So you like beer, boy?

I can take it or leave it.

Not me, Sorbonne. Not me.

Is that your doctor?

Yeah.

Guess I better go

get that shot of B12.

Go ahead, sir.

Mr. O'Keefe,

this is Silas Combs.

Tell me you're on the

road and not still at the hotel.

He won't wake up. He just

keeps rolling back to sleep.

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