Walk Hard: The Dewey Cox Story Page #3

What could it possibly hurt?

L'Chaim, I'll do it for you.

But just one more song.

All right.

All right, son. I'm gonna

give you 15 more seconds.

Thank you, sir.

I hope you won't regret it.

Dewey, we don't know this song.

You just follow me.

I don't know.

Walk hard

Hard

Walk hard?

Down life's rocky road

Walk bold

Hard

That's my creed

My code

I been scorned and slandered

And ridiculed too

Had to struggle every day

My whole life through

Seen my share of the worst

That the world can give

But I still got a dream

And a burnin' rage to live

Walk hard

Hard

Here is America's new hit song

"Walk Hard"...

...recorded just 35 minutes ago

by Dewey Cox.

Hard

Though they say

You're not the one

Even if you've been told

Time and time again

That you're always gonna lose

And never gonna win

You gotta keep that vision

In your mind's eye

When you're standin' on top

Of a mountain high

He walks so hard.

How do I walk, boys?

Hard

When I meet my maker

On my dying day

I'm gonna look him in the eye

And by God, I'll say

I gave my word

And my word was good

I took it in the face

And I walked as hard as I could

Oh, hey, Shorty. Hello, my darling.

I sang a song at a circus

in New Jersey.

They said, "We'll give you 5 grand."

I said, "No, you won't.

You'll give me that giraffe."

- And they did. They gave it right to me.

- That is one beautiful giraffe.

Thank you.

It'll just be a few weeks, Edith.

Who's gonna help me

take care of the children?

Dewey, you have got to

give up this dream.

You're never gonna make it.

Give it up, Dewey.

What are you talking about?

I got a number one hit on the radio.

I'm playing my music

for people who wanna hear me.

It's everything we always wanted,

Edith.

I never get to see you anymore.

Your kids never get to see you.

I don't know how to tell you this.

I'm gonna miss some things, okay?

I'm gonna miss some birthdays

and some christenings.

I'm gonna miss some births, period.

Unrealistic to think I'm gonna be

here every time you have a baby.

But aren't you happy?

You have a beautiful new home.

All your fancy new clothes

and your monkey and your giraffe.

Look, what else you need?

How about I get you

a crow that could talk?

And I'll teach him phrases that I say.

"Good morning, honey."

- But it'll be a little crow talking.

- This ain't about no exotic pets!

It's about love,

you stupid piece of sh*t.

- Dewey.

- Edith!

Don't you go in the bathroom.

Edith, please.

Mama said there's a lot of evil

on the road.

Temptations.

They'll make a man do evil things.

Edith, that is ridiculous.

Is that what this is all about?

There ain't no evil out there.

Come on, now, cupcake,

open the door.

Edith.

My beautiful, beautiful,

beautiful angel.

You know how much I love you.

You and this fast-growing family

of ours...

...is the only thing

that matters to me.

You understand that?

Heck, life without you

would be like no life at all.

Like no life at all.

Where's a pencil? Where's a pencil?

Dewey!

Hello, baby!

Yeah, this is

the Big Bopper speaking.

Oh, you sweet thing.

Do I what?

Will I what?

Oh, baby, you know what I like.

Chantilly lace and a pretty face

And a ponytail

How are we supposed to follow that?

Don't worry, Dewey, you'll do great.

- Thanks, Buddy Holly.

- lf you don't, I'll pick it back up.

- You got nothing to worry about.

- Oh, thank you.

I really like that "Walk Hard" song.

Oh, thanks.

I like that "Peggy Sue" song.

It's my favorite Buddy Holly song.

Thanks, Dewey.

I'm awful proud of that one.

Man, I'm awful nervous, Buddy Holly.

Dewey, you'll be fine,

or my name's not Buddy Holly.

Change of plans. Elvis wants

to get out of here early. He's hungry.

We'll change the order.

After the Big Bopper, it's Buddy Holly...

...then Elvis Presley,

and then you, Dewey Cox.

So it's the Big Bopper...

...and then Buddy Holly...

...and then Elvis Presley,

and then me?

Yeah. Just for tonight.

Well, I'm just happy to be here.

What am I doing?

I ain't good enough to follow Elvis.

What are you talking about, Dewey?

Nate. Nate, is that you?

You can do it, Dewey.

I know you can.

I know because I'm your brother,

and I believe in you.

But, hell, ain't nobody

can follow Elvis.

- Wait, did you say Elvis?

- Yeah.

Elvis Presley?

The King of Rock 'n' Roll?

Yeah, Elvis Presley.

He has nine number one hits.

Nate, I understand that.

He has 50 million fans.

I'm aware of that, Nate.

That's why I'm out here.

I'm having a crisis.

Holy sh*t.

Dewey! The big fella's on his

final encore. Are you ready?

Yeah. I'm ready.

Elvis!

Ladies.

Dang, Elvis Presley, you didn't

have to rile them up like that.

What, now?

- No, I'm...

- Excuse me, what?

I'm just saying,

we gotta follow that and...

Well, sometimes you have to go all out

when you're the King.

Because there's only one man

who's the King.

God picks him, hand-plucks him.

One night, God looked down at all the

millions and millions of people, man...

...and he decided which one

was the best, and it was me.

He plucked me from all those millions

and millions of people, man.

- Yeah.

- Listen to this, right now.

There's two things you need to know.

I'm the King. And number two is:

Look out, man! Look at that

coming at you. You see that?

It's called karate

and only two kinds of people know it.

The Chinese and the King.

And one of them is me.

You're the King.

On to Memphis, they want a nice little

honey and a little bit of June bug.

- Yeah?

- Yeah...

Come on, man...

Look out, man!

Well, thanks, Elvis.

Let's go. Come on, mama.

What the f*** was he talking about?

How y'all doing?

My name's Dewey Cox.

And, well, looks like I got some

proving myself to do.

Sam.

Walk hard

Hard

Down life's rocky road

Wow, great playing, boys.

The fillies love you, Dewey.

If I wasn't married with a good head on

my shoulders, I don't know what I'd do.

You gotta get back out there.

They are going crazy.

Let me splash some water

on my face.

Okay. Hurry up!

Golly, that rock 'n' roll.

- Get out of here, Dewey.

- What are y'all doing in here?

We're smoking reefer,

and you don't want no part of this sh*t.

You're smoking reefers?

Of course we are.

Can't you smell it?

No, Sam, I can't.

Come on, Dewey, join the party.

No, Dewey, you don't want this.

Get out of here!

I don't want no hangover.

I can't get no hangover.

It doesn't give you a hangover.

Will I get addicted to it

or something?

It's not habit-forming.

Oh, okay, well...

I don't know.

I don't wanna overdose on it.

You can't OD on it.

It's not gonna make me

wanna have sex, is it?

It makes sex even better.

Sounds kind of expensive.

It's the cheapest drug there is.

You don't want it.

I think I kind of want it.

Okay, but just this once.

Come on in.

- What do I do?

- Like this.

Oh, my.

Hey, listen, folks. I'd like to play

a song I wrote for a very special lady.

I'm talking about Mrs. Dewey Cox.

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