Walk The Line Page #5

Yeah?

I want you to meet my parents.

Oh!

This is my mama

and my daddy.

Hi!

How you doing?

It's so nice

to meet you, finally.

Hi, I'm June Carter.

Miss Carter.

Nice to meet you.

And you haven't met

my little girls, have you?

This is Roseanne

and...

- Oh, they're asleep...

Ain't they sweet?

Oh, you girls are

all dressed alike.

I love those yellow ribbons.

June?

Yeah?

Stay clear

of my children.

Vivian, I...

I was just

saying hello.

You heard me.

Viv.

- Vivian, please.

- No.

Oh, wait, catch it.

Come on, y'all.

I got these

cookies...

you're going

to love 'em, man.

Highfalutin'

high rollers out there.

Say, Officer...

how do you get your shirts

to stay that way?

So stiff?

Just starch.

Huh.

It's real nice.

What?

What?

Are you out of

your rabid-ass mind?

All right, boys,

good night.

Good night, y'all.

- God night.

- Let me take one.

I am

so sleepy...

That was a fun show

tonight.

Yeah, it was.

- This is my room.

- Yeah.

Hey, you want to have

one of these with me?

Uh...

I don't know.

Can I have one?

John!

John, that's mean!

All right.

Wait, wait, wait, here.

I'll get

a good one.

- You are...

You know what?

You're just mean.

That's what you are.

You're mean!

Here, here.

You're a mean man.

- Don't say that.

- And I knew it.

I've known it

all along.

Wait a minute.

Here.

Come on, open your mouth.

No.

I don't trust you.

Don't say that.

I don't,

I don't trust you.

Yes, you do.

Open your mouth.

Open your mouth.

You are so evil!

- Terrible!

Oh...

I best better answer it.

Hello?

Oh, hey, Carlene,

what's wrong?

Okay, sweetie...

I can't understand

what you're saying...

you're crying so hard.

I know, but you got

to calm down, honey.

All right.

But everything's okay?

Yeah, I know,

sweetie...

sometimes

that happens.

- Sweetie, little sisters

do stuff like that,

sometimes.

You got to learn

to be patient with her.

Um...

okay, well, um...

tell Linda that Mommy said

it's all right for you

to have pancakes

on Saturdays.

- Hey, June... I'm gonna go to my room.

- All right?

Yeah, I know,

sweetie.

I'm going

to come home soon.

Yeah, so please don't cry.

Front desk.

Hi, could I have

June Carter's room, please?

Certainly.

One moment, sir.

June?

It's not wrong, June.

This ain't wrong.

June!

I'm not gonna

do this, John.

I'm not gonna do this.

Thank you so much.

- Thank you.

Thank you so much.

Where's Johnny?!

Well, Johnny Cash will be

out in just a minute.

He's been detained

for just a minute.

But we're gonna keep you

entertained till then.

And we're gonna play, uh...

a wonderful song...

Wait, hold on, hold on. Johnny's here.

Here he is!

Mr. Johnny Cash!

Hi, folks, I'm Johnny Cash.

What about that June Carter?

Ain't she a sweetheart.

How ya'll doing?

Get it on, man!

Play the f***ing thing!

I'm okay.

Oh, my God, John?

Close the curtain.

- Get a doctor!

- John! John!

Pull the curtain back!

Come on, pull it back!

- Pull it back.

- Are you okay?

- Here, here, look at me.

- John? John?

Look at me.

Fortunately, I was keeping

my feathers numbered

for just such an emergency.

- Let's get some help!

Well, get him some help!

The tour's been canceled.

Who says?

We got your ticket

home, John, tomorrow.

See where I'm putting it?

Right here

by the phone.

Take care of yourself, John.

You're burning up.

Got hotter places

than my forehead.

Tell me you don't love me.

I don't love you.

You're a liar.

Well, then I guess you ain't

got no problems, do you?

Where's my pills?

Flushed them all.

June.

Junie, don't say that.

Hold on, all right?

L-I need those.

I need those pills!

Listen, that's just...

baby, it's just...

Th-Those are my prescriptions,

from the doctor, okay?

L-I nee...

I need those.

It burns.

It burns, it burns.

Mommy!

Mommy!

Few more minutes, pal.

There you go.

Mr. Cash.

You want to take these strings

off or you want us to break it?

Your mama was here...

your daddy, too.

What'd he say?

He said now you won't

have to work so hard

to make people think

you've been to jail.

Hey, Daddy.

Hey, baby.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine...

I'll see you in the morning.

Cindy doesn't

like mustard.

The pills were legal, Viv.

You know, I got prescriptions,

it's just...

You're not supposed to buy them

across the border, that's all.

Other than that, it's... fine.

So the radio's lying?

Yeah.

The TV's lying?

Baby, they'll say

anything to...

Your lawyer's lying?

Luther's lying, Marsh is

lying, your manager...

Viv, I don't want to fight.

What about June?

Does she think it's fine

her new boy's a drug addict?

She left the tour,

Viv, in Vegas.

Well, that explains

everything, doesn't it?

John!

John, what are you doing?

It's 7:
00 a.m.

The kids are getting

ready for school.

I was hanging pictures.

John, please don't hang these.

Viv, they're pictures

of my band.

Don't hang these.

No, I don't want you

to hang these.

Viv, let go

- of the damn picture.

- No.

- No, I said, please don't hang these, John.

- Viv!

No!

Viv, get back here!

Viv?

Viv, get back here.

Viv, I ain't kidding!

Vivian, give me

the damn picture.

Viv.

Give me the...

No!

Viv. Wai...

Don't...

- You! You!

- Now, stop it. Baby, stop it!

- You pathetic excuse for a man!

- All right, ba...

She will find out,

you liar...

She'll find out!

She'll find out, John!

You liar!

- Stop it!

- No!

You think you're perfect?!

You think you're perfect? Huh?!

- Huh?!

No!

No.

No.

No!

Shut the door.

Hey, you leaving all this?

Viv?

You leaving all this?

Girls!

Girls! No!

- Girls!

- Hey, did June call?

Waylon!

Did June call?

Woman won't return

my damn calls.

They disconnected it

yesterday.

Insufficient

fundulation.

Now, come on, man,

I gave you money for that.

Well, that was last month.

This is this month.

You see, I'm...

I'm a little behind

right now,

and-and I need this

to turn my

phone back on...

because I need to

talk to my woman.

See, I'm-I'm in love

with a woman...

and I need to talk

to her, you understand?

I need this

to get my car

out of the shop.

She lives way, way out

on the edge of town.

It's the Bataan death

march to get there.

You see? So, if you just go

ahead and-and-and cash this.

Um, I'm sorry, Mr. Cash.

- You know who I am?

- I...

- Yes, sir.

- Okay.

Then just please cash

the check for me.

The bank puts an automatic hold

on checks like this.

It's a large amount.

Well, if you

can't cash it...

- then it's just a piece of paper. See?

- Oh, don't do that.

- Please, don't.

- Why, you can't cash it, it ain't nothing.

It ain't nothing.

Just a damn piece of paper.

Mama, Johnny Cash is here!

Hey, girls.

Hey, Carlene, you

look real look nice.

Hey, Johnny.

Mama, Johnny Cash

is here!

Hi, Mother Maybelle.

Hey, John.

How are you doing?

I'm doing all right.

Hi, June.

Hi, John.

Hey, girls...

can you go inside the living

room and clean up that mess?

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