Walk The Line

M-Mr. Cash?

M-Mr. Cash?

Mr. Cash?

J.R...

J.R., turn it off

and get to sleep!

Change it, J.R.

Turn it off.

Guess which Carter that is.

Anita?

- That's fine.

- Nope. June.

That was little ten-year-old

June singing for you.

And what was the name

of that number now?

Turn it off!

Do I have to come in there?!

Let's get to bed.

It's hot.

It's going to be hotter

tomorrow.

Maybe Daddy will

quit us early

and we can

go fishin'.

We'll go fishin'

Saturday.

Daddy needs a good day from us

tomorrow, J.R.

I know.

Jack?

Mm-hmm?

How come you're so good?

I ain't.

You pick five times

more than me.

Well, I'm bigger than you are.

You know every story

in Scripture.

You know every song

in Mama's hymnal.

Songs are easy.

They ain't for me.

There's more words in the Bible

than in Heavenly Highway Hymns.

Look, J.R., if I'm gonna be

a preacher one day...

I got to know the Bible

front to back.

I mean, you can't help nobody

if you can't tell them

the right story.

Said by noon

it's gonna be 104.

Them radio stations

will say anything

to get

them n*ggers off.

Ray, why don't you let J.R.

Take the babies in?

I told Roz we'd have a crop

yesterday.

What do I say when he pulls up

here and we're shy?

You ready to unload that piano?

We're not selling Daddy's piano.

And I'm not the one in Bartstown

drinking every

Saturday.

Eh, what's up, Doc?

Whoa!

What, what did

that rooster say

when he was all

blown up by the TN

and picking his feathers

up outside that henhouse?

"F-Fortunately, boy,

I keep my feathers numbered

for just such an emergency."

I got it, I got it.

Can we go soon?

Mr. Coles gave me a dollar

to cut the whole pile...

and not half.

Go on ahead, J.R.

Catch a fish.

The worm on a hook.

Drop it in a brook.

If things go right...

you'll fry some fish tonight.

Where you been?

Where you been?

Throw that pole down.

Get in the car! In the car!

J.R.

You hear them, J.R.?

You hear them angels?

I can hear 'em, Jack.

They're so beautiful.

Beautiful.

Jack?

Do something!

Do something!

You know what that is, J.R.?

You know that is

coming out of there?

Stop it, Ray.

Nothing!

Nothing, that's what that is.

That's what that's worth.

And that's what you are.

Leave it alone, Ray.

He didn't do this.

The devil did this!

He took the wrong son!

- Stop it, Ray.

He was my best, and now he's gone!

Jack, please,

don't leave me alone.

- Ray!

- Quiet! Quiet!

Everybody quiet!

You're going to miss your bus.

Communist troops have been driven out of Seoul, Korea...

by U.S. Forces led

by General Douglas MacArthur.

What's that?

Anybody seen Tommy?

He's leaving, Ray. Come on.

Don't start crying, Mama.

Be careful

with that rifle, J.R.

Yeah, I will, Mama.

Last month, that Pervis boy

got confused and shot himself.

Ain't going to be no battles, Carrie.

He's going to Germany.

The war is in Korea.

I love you.

I love you, too.

Take this.

Thanks, Mama.

Take care of yourself,

Donzil.

Take care

of my sister, too.

I will.

Hey, Tommy, be a good boy.

You're gonna miss your bus.

Yeah.

I saw this church in Dusseldorf...

made of limestone,

big as a train station.

We could get married there

and go to Venice.

That's in Italy, Viv.

The streets are made

of water, I ain't kiddin'.

Johnny, I haven't seen you for two years.

We only dated for a month.

My daddy says there's

something wrong with you.

Well... what do you say, Viv?

I mean...

I thought you said you loved me.

I do.

Oh, I do.

Then don't be scared.

You tell him that.

You tell him I love you, too.

He says that's impossible.

He says that you hardly know me.

Well, I know perfect

when I meet it.

Let's go, Cash!

Viv, listen, baby...

you tell your daddy

I'm your man.

Tell him we're

gonna make a family

and I'm gonna be on the radio,

'cause I am.

You tell him we're

gonna have a nice house

and we're gonna be happy.

And we're gonna live in Memphis.

And you tell him I'm

gonna love you forever.

- Do you promise?

- That's a promise, Viv.

Do you hear me?

That's a pro...

Five minutes was up

five minutes ago.

I am Folsom Prison.

At one time they called me

"Bloody Folsom."

And I earned the name.

My own prisoners built me.

Every block of my granite

is cemented by

the blood of many men.

Is it any wonder a man

sometimes went berserk

and fought the hated walls

that shut him in?

Knock it off!

You knock it off

and get to sleep!

This was a common thing in those old days.

I had so little work for them to do...

You gonna try

today, John?

Really try to sell something?

What does that mean?

I cleaned out

your case last night,

and, baby, all I found

were peanut bags

and music magazines.

I need you

to think about

what my daddy offered.

Viv, I'm trying.

I mean, I'm really

trying to sell stuff.

Hello, ma'am.

I'm from Home Equipment Company

over on Summer,

and we have a lot of...

...enamel colors

that you can choose from

that we can...

Hello. I'm John Cash

and I'm from the Home Equipment

Company on Summer.

LaQuisha!

LaQuisha, who is it!?

You are late, man.

Little higher.

A little...

yeah, a little higher.

Now play the chord.

Let's hear your E, Marshal.

There's my E.

Lulubelle, time to come in!

Jack! Jack, get in here!

- Let's go.

- Jack!

Let's go, John.

Viv?

- Viv, open the door.

Viv.

Viv, don't embarrass me.

You know who's out there

watching.

I want to see my daddy.

I want to go

home, John.

Please.

He's just got a job,

sitting in there in San Anton...

just waiting for us.

It's just sitting there...

it's just sitting there

waiting...

Viv, the guys are here.

My band is here in Memphis.

Your band?

John, your band?

Your band is two mechanics

who can't hardly play.

Baby, can't you hear the

difference between you and that?

You have your wife

and your baby in a dump, John...

and another one on the way...

and we can't even

make rent, John.

Excuse me, sir.

Are you the owner

of this place?

That's me.

Hello, I'm J.R. Cash.

Sam Phillips.

Well, good to meet

you, Mr. Phillips.

I'm a singer

and I've got a band...

and we've been

working on some songs.

You want to cut a record, son?

It's four dollars.

What about the guys there

on the wall in the pictures?

I mean, they pay four dollars?

They're on my label.

How do I get

on there?

You audition.

Right now?

Call my secretary, Marion,

when she comes back.

She's at the salon.

She'll set you up

an appointment next month.

I can't wait that long,

Mr. Phillips.

Excuse me?

I can't wait that long.

What about this one?

I can iron it.

John, you can't

wear that one.

It's black.

It's the only color shirt

we all have.

Nothing wrong with black.

It looks like you're

going to a funeral.

Maybe I am.

Maybe I am.

Hold on.

Hold on.

I hate to interrupt...

but do you guys

got something else?

I'm sorry.

I can't market gospel.

No more.

So that's it?

I don't record material

that doesn't sell, Mr. Cash...

and gospel like that

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