A Star Is Born (2018)

CROWD CHEERING TUNING INSTRUMENTS Get to it. CROWD CHEERING LOUDLY PLAYING ROCK MUSIC Black eyes open wide It’s time to testify There is no room for lies And everyone’s waiting for you Then I’m gone Sitting by the phone And I’m all alone By the wayside And I’m gone Sitting by the phone And I’m all alone By the wayside WOMAN: Jackson! No! FANS CLAMORING COUGHING SIGHS DEEPLY CLEARS THROAT HIGH-PITCHED RINGING EXHALES SHARPLY ALLY: Roger. ALLY SIGHS You’re a wonderful man, yes, and you’re a great lawyer. We’re just not meant to be together. No, I don’t wanna marry you! Are you crazy? The hell’s the matter with you? Roger, we’re done. Oh, my God. Fuck! God! SHOUTS IN FRUSTRATION Fucking men! Did he cry? Yeah, he cried. He laughed. He yelled at me. - You know, whatever. - You broke his heart, Mama. I did the right thing. BRYAN: Ally, garbage! It just wasn’t right... Oh, hey, Bryan. Can you get somebody else to do it for me? - You have to let her shine! - It’s your fucking turn! ALLY: Oh, my God! Who the fuck - is he talking to? - Okay, I’ll see you upstairs. RAMON: Come on, Bryan! She’s performing tonight! Here we go. Taking out the trash. Wipe your mouth. I’ll let you go early, but you gotta finish your job. ALLY: Well, you gotta keep your mouth clean. Okay? HUMMING When all the world is a hopeless jumble And the raindrops tumble all around Heaven opens a magic lane When all the clouds darken up the skyway There’s a rainbow highway to be found SIGHS Where the fuck are we? PHIL: We are east of the city. JACK: Is there any more? - No. No, sorry, Jack. COUGHING And it’s about an hour-forty with traffic till we get there. - Wait, really? - Yeah. I think we can find something around here. No, I’ll find something. I’ll find something. How’s your kid? How old is he now? - He is 17. - Fuck me. And he got a scholarship to play baseball in college already, man. Wow, that’s great. I’m proud of him. My little guy is not so little anymore. I don’t wanna go home. Wish I could find you a spot. Sorry, Jack, I don’t know this area. Would you make a right here? - You sure? - Yeah. All right. Here we go. That looks like a fucking bar. - Here? - What’s that say "Bleu Bleu." Here, let me just try this. RAMON: Oh, shit! SLOW MUSIC PLAYING Wait, wait. My man, my man, I... Aren’t you that... - Aren’t you, like... - This is a bar, right? Yeah, but I don’t know if this is your kind of place. JACK: They got alcohol? RAMON: Well, yeah, but... JACK: Oh, it’s my kind of place. Oh, shit! This is crazy! MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING CROWD CHEERING - How are you doin’, papo? - How am I doin’? I’m doin’ all right if I can get a fucking drink. - You good? - Yeah. Oh, my gosh! Oh, yeah. There’s the bar. This is my home girl, Giselle de la Isma. Hey, how you doin’ Hey. Oh, yeah. That’s Jack. That’s Jack. LIP-SYNCHING Oh, yeah, yeah, at last RAMON: Excuse me, papo! Can we get this man anything he wants, please? Can I get a gin on the rocks with a twist, please? The skies above are blue Papo, wow. Oh, my gosh. I’m freaking out right now. Hey, is this a drag bar? Yeah, papo. Yeah, yeah. But look, we do this every Friday night. Yo, it’s crazy. It’s so lit, though. I thought maybe I was in some sort of hallucinogenic state. - My honor, or something... - No, no, no. All are welcome. - A dress or something. - All are welcome. You gonna have something? Here, let me get you a drink. Okay. Yeah, wow. EMCEE: You better get out there and kill ’em tonight. All you ladies kill it tonight, okay? PERFORMER 1: I’m ready. PERFORMER 2: I always do! Ladies, make sure you’ve turned in your music already. Don’t make me have to come get you tonight. This is a professional show. JACK: Right. CROWD CHEERING Oh, yes! LAUGHS You stayed! That’s good. That’s good, I like it. Everything good You good? Yeah, I was just talking to Nicki. You know Nicki? Hello, Nicki. How you doin’, baby? She’s telling me her life story. Fascinating. My home girl’s about to perform. And y’all know her very well because she used to work here as a server. But tonight, the only thing she’s serving are some fabulous, French live vocals. CROWD CHEERING Is she really singing, though, or is it one of those karaoke things? No, no, no. She’s really singing, papo. I promise you, she’s really singing. - Okay. - Watch this. Watch. MUSIC PLAYING CROWD CHEERING SINGING IN FRENCH CROWD CHEERING CROWD WHOOPING CONTINUES SINGING IN FRENCH CROWD CHEERING Would anybody like some French tips tonight? ALLY SINGING IN FRENCH CROWD CHEERING CONTINUES SINGING IN FRENCH MUSIC ENDS CROWD CHEERING Yes, baby! Yes, baby! BOTH LAUGHING Oh, fuck. - Oh, papo, you crying? - A little bit. LAUGHING CONTINUES You have to meet her. - What’s that? - You have to meet her! - Oh, no, I can’t meet her. - Yes! Come on. ALLY: Donte, you got a rag, honey Thank you. EMCEE: Miss Ally, Mama, now you done sang in French tonight, you gonna pick something else next week? I don’t know. EMCEE: Look there, she’s doing languages now. Do Moroccan. ALLY: No! This is my friend, Jackson Maine. Hey. - This is Jackson Maine. - Hey. - How are you Hey. - Hey! Oh, my God! RAMON: Right? This is my friend, Ally. Oh, my God! Hi. JACK: Hi. Hey. I thought that might be you. - What’d you say? - "I thought - "that might be you." - That’s me. PERFORMER: Thank you! You wanna sit down? JACK: No! You’ve been on your feet all night. No! You’re our guest, you’re our guest. - You sure you don’t mind? - A little drink? I’m here watching the show, watching you guys. - Word! - Yeah, yeah. - Will you sign my boob? - Sure. - Yeah, I can do that. - Oh, my God! Give me a sharpie! It’s BYOB around here. - Yeah, is that right? - "Bring your own boobs." Oh, God! Those aren’t really her boobs? CHUCKLING Wow! So why are you in here, hon? - Sorry? - What brings you here? Oh, I was playing right around here tonight. I’m a musician. How’d your show go? Uh... I think it went all right. - Okay, here we go. All right. - Thank you! That’s all right? ALLY: Oh, my. SQUEALS Which one should I do? - Do ’em both! I don’t care! - Select! JACK: Why don’t I just do it across? PERFORMER: Bitch, Jackson Maine! JACK: I’ll just... RAMON: Oh, my! PERFORMER EXCLAIMING IN DELIGHT EMCEE: She will stop at nothing. - You gotta blow on it! - I did it pretty big. Oh. Oh, you got it. Okay. Thank you so much! You all gotta go home, but you know the phrase. You gotta get the hell up outta here! ’Cause tonight, I’m not losing my virginity or my liquor license over you bitches, so pack up! - That’s right! - That’s enough cocktails! Clear it out! Hello, goodbye, Roger. Have fun! BOTH CHUCKLE Bring the drinks on out! Do you do that often? - Do what? - The show. Yeah, yeah. The girls are so nice to me here. I mean, they would never normally let a girl sing at one of these shows, but they’ve always loved my voice. They used to beg me to sing. It’s an honor, really. I get to be one of the gay girls. Is that your real eyebrow? Um... No. No. I make it out of tape. - Oh, so it’s stuck on? - Mmm-hmm. Can I try to take it off? Uh... Yeah, sure. JACK: It’s incredible what they do. Look at that. Oh! LAUGHS Yep. There it is. I should put her down somewhere. Okay. There we go. Why’re you covering your eye? Oh, just ’cause I don’t have my eyebrow on anymore. Oh, no, no. The whole point is I can see your face. Yeah, there we go. Why did you come back here? Your friend brought me back here. I’m glad he did. Can I buy you a drink? Oh. STAMMERS I gotta change, and I got paint in my hair. - That’s not your real hair? - My eyebrows are... No, my hair is like your color. - Oh, okay. - But I paint it with this makeup. I’d love to see what that looks like. I’ll wait for you. Um... Yeah, okay. Sure. Yeah, if you wanna wait, I’ll come have a drink with you. Sure. Bitch, can you get down off that stage and come help me close this bar, please? PERFORMER: Don’t talk to me like that in that bus driver wig, girl. EMCEE: Oh, I know you did not. What, you have a street appointment tonight, sister? LAUGHING PERFORMER: Excuse me! Mr. Maine, would you mind? Uh... What do you want me to do? Just come play a little song for me. I don’t know. EMCEE: Can you leave the man alone, please? I showed you mine, you show me yours. Come on. He already signed your tits, honey. Say, "No, sir." PERFORMER: Show off for me a little bit. I’ll only do it because you already performed. PERFORMER: You’re so nice. Thank you. EMCEE: Lord, the man is here for Ally. Not for you, sister. She’s nice. Yeah. Isn’t it cute? Little arts and crafts. - Yeah, and light. - Mmm-hmm. - Did you do this yourself? - Yeah, all me. Well, it’s great. Does this mic work? Oh, yeah. Fuck, all right. What do you want me to play? I don’t care, just look at me while you do it. EMCEE: Oh, Lord! Somebody kill me now. Let me see what I can... All right. PLAYING COUNTRY MUSIC Maybe it’s time to let the old ways die Maybe it’s time to let the old ways die It takes a lot to change a man Hell, it takes a lot to try Maybe it’s time to let the old ways die Nobody knows what waits for the dead Nobody knows what waits for the dead Some folks just believe In the things they’ve heard And the things they’ve read Nobody knows what waits for the dead I’m glad I can’t go back to where I came from I’m glad those days are gone Gone for good If I could take spirits From my past and bring ’em here You know I would You know I would MUSIC ENDS PEOPLE APPLAUDING You’re ready? PERFORMER: You know I would! JACK: Okay. JACK: It’s a cop bar. ALLY: Cops? JACK: Yeah, that’s why they serve all night long. ROCK MUSIC PLAYING JACK SIGHS DEEPLY Can I ask you a personal question? Sure. Do you write songs or anything? I don’t sing my own songs. Thank you. Why? I just don’t feel comfortable. Why wouldn’t you feel comfortable? Um... Well, ’cause almost every single person that I’ve come in contact with in the music industry has told me that my nose is too big and that I won’t make it. - Your nose is too big? - Yeah. Your nose is beautiful. Are you showing me your nose right now? - Yeah. - You don’t have to show it to me. I’ve been looking at it all night. Oh, come on. No, you’re not. I’m gonna be thinking about your nose for a very long - time. I’m not full of shit. - You’re full of shit. - Yeah, you are. Yeah, you’re full of shit. - I’m telling you the truth. - Can I touch your nose? - Oh, my gosh! Let me just touch it for a second. You’re very lucky. - Oh, really Yeah, not really. - Mmm-hmm. My nose has not made me lucky. I could’ve had maybe a hit song if it wasn’t for my nose. That’s fucking bullshit. Yeah. No, it’s not bullshit because you go into these rooms, and there’s all these fucking men in there, and they’re just staring at you, listening to your record, going, "Oh, you sound great, but you don’t look so great." You know, I had a thing when I was little. I was born with this thing in my ear, couldn’t hear. What do I wind up being? A singer, so you never know. Look, talent comes everywhere. Everybody’s talented. Bet you fucking everybody in this bar is talented in one thing or another, but having something to say and the way to say it so people listen to it, that’s a whole other bag. And unless you get out there and you try to do it, you’ll never know. That’s just the truth. If there’s one reason we’re supposed to be here, it’s to say something so people wanna hear it. Don’t you understand what I’m trying to tell you? Yeah, I do. I don’t like it, but I understand it. Oh, I think you like it a little bit. I think I’m getting through a little bit. I can see it. No, you can’t. It’s a good thing we met. - Yeah. - For both of us. - Trust me. - I don’t know what is going on. - Honestly, what... - Who does? I’m in a cop bar, with Jackson Maine. It’s, like... COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING Jackson Maine! I’m gonna wake up in a minute. That’s the thing about when you get famous, people start saying your full name. - Well, what do you want... - Just "Jack." Oh, speaking of... Come on. - What? - Did you put that on? You put that on. When did you even go to the jukebox? Oh, God! I hear that song, and I just wanna turn it the fuck off. TOMMY: Jack Maine! I fucked that fucking song up so bad. - No! What Come on. - Oh, my God! Hey, I know that we’re not supposed to do this. I know that we’re not supposed to come and bother you. - You come here every night. - That’s all right. You got your camera on you? ’Cause I don’t have my camera. Excuse me, one sec. My ex-girlfriend was fucking this guy. - Right. Okay. - Who looks like you, - that’s what she said. - Shut the hell up. But I gotta take a picture of you because I gotta send it to her because I’m gonna show her that you look nothing fucking like that fucking guy. OFFICER: Jack, I’m sorry. JACK: Maybe that’ll help her out. Will that help you out? Will that make you happy? Why don’t we take the fucking picture? You want someone to take the picture? Hey, no, no. It’s okay. TOMMY: Excuse me. You want someone to take the picture? - Get the fuck off, you little whore. - What What? Hey, come on. Stand up, yeah. ALLY: What? ALLY LAUGHING - I’m sorry! No, Jack! - I got you. - It’s all right. - Oh, my God! - No, no, it’s all right. - Why did I... I’m fine, honestly. I’m okay. This is so stupid. No, you gotta get ahead of the swelling. Just try to find some... This is so embarrassing. Here we go. Yeah, put that on there. Gotta wrap something up with it. Find it. - You like Cheetos? - No, like gauze. - Some gauze or something. - Gauze? Try to do that. With that hand. And do that hand. You play piano? Yeah, we gotta take care of this, then. Oh, okay. Thanks. And that’s it, yeah. No, but keep that on there, hold on. Can you do that Yeah. Did you get it? It’s already gotten warm, hasn’t it? - Should we have gotten two? - It’s okay. No, it’s okay. Thanks. CAMERA CLICKS I’m sorry. I had to. That’s all right. It’s not really all right, though. Have a good one. - Be careful, she’ll hit you. OBJECT CLATTERING BOTH LAUGHING JACK: These rings are gonna get stuck if you don’t take them off. - Does that hurt? - Yeah. - That’s okay, though. - May I? Yeah. LAUGHING Safekeeping. - Put this on there. - You’re a sweetheart. And we’ll just wrap it up. You’ll be good to go. How the hell do you deal with that all the time? - What’s that? - People just talking to you like you’re not a real person - or taking your picture. - Is that too tight? It’s okay, thanks. - Oh. I hurt you. - That’s fine, it’s okay. Ow... There we go. Now, you’re mobile. Swing it around. ALLY LAUGHING I look like a pirate. Right I told you it was worth coming here. How do you do that? - Do what? - Don’t change the subject. Is that what I’m doing? Nobody ever asked you about you, huh? - Not sure. - Where are you from? Arizona. - Arizona boy. - Mmm-hmm. Dad had a midlife crisis, I think. So I’ve been told. Made his way to Arizona, started working for this family on a pecan ranch. - A pecan ranch? - Yeah. Knocked up the family’s daughter. She was just shy of 18. Uh-oh. LAUGHING That’s when I came into the picture. Okay. The son of an 18-year-old. Yeah. BOTH LAUGHING Well, she died at childbirth. - Then, my dad... - I’m sorry. He, uh... He died when I was 13, so I guess my brother would tell you that he raised me, but I don’t know. I don’t know who was raising who. Just 127 acres of nuts, Navajo, and nowhere to go. Tell me something, boy Aren’t you tired, trying to fill that void Or do you need more Ain’t it hard, keeping it so hardcore Is that me? That’s you. - Did you just write that now? - Yeah. It’s pretty good. I’m falling SIGHS HEAVILY In all the good times I find myself Longing for change I started writing this song the other day, and maybe that could work, like as a chorus or something. I have to think if I can remember it. Uh... I’m off the deep end Watch as I dive in I never meet the ground Crash through the surface Where they can’t hurt us We’re far from the shallow now Holy shit. LAUGHING What is this? Was this supposed to help me? Can I tell you a secret? WHISPERS I think you might be a songwriter. But don’t worry, I won’t tell anybody. But I’m not very good at keeping secrets. BOTH LAUGHING You’re a real gentleman. I think. LAUGHS ALLY: Thank you, sir. It’s right here, on the right. Right there? JACK: Which one? ALLY: This one. JACK: Oh, yeah. What’s all this? Oh, it’s my dad. It’s a long story. JACK: What’s he, a sheikh? LAUGHS No, he’s a driver. Hey, I got a gig. You wanna come? When? PHIL: We’re headed to the airport now. - Tonight. - Tonight No, I can’t. I gotta go to work later. I gotta go to bed. Who’s gonna take care of your hand I messed it up, or... - Me. - No, no! - I’ll take care of my hand. - It’s my fault. - I took you to that place. - That’s okay. No, listen. Hey! - You have my number. - Okay. All right. DOOR CLOSES Hey. What? I just wanted to take another look at you. CHUCKLES SIGHS Oh, maybe I fucked that up. PHIL: No. ALLY: Hi, Dad. Pretty late, pretty late. - Oh, is it late? - Yeah. Look at you, you don’t even know where you’re walking. - Come on. - Well, I wanna go to bed. No, come in for two minutes. It’s Wolfie’s birthday, come on! - Two minutes! - Okay. - Wolfie! - Yeah, sweetheart? LORENZO: Who was the guy in the car? I don’t know what you’re talking about. - Hey, Ally. - How’s it goin’? - Happy birthday. - Hey, "happy birthday"? - Yeah. - It’s not my birthday. What do you mean? - Come on. - No, I was just saying... What the hell happened in here My God! This place is a mess! WOLFIE: Starting gate is Shipazo Gito and bad beat is Wario Peito. What’s going on? You leave the butter out. Who the hell’s betting on horses at breakfast time in Japan? WOLFIE: It’s not breakfast time in Japan. MATTY: They’re loading! Joe, we’re going. Come on! ALLY: You guys are crazy! WOLFIE: Have a sizable investment on this thing here. What did I say about smoking in this house? LORENZO: Outside! WOLFIE: Who are you? LORENZO: Who am I? It’s my house. I know it’s your house. But you smoke too. All right, forget it. ALLY: Okay, good. Sweetheart, you’re happy here, aren’t you? I’m happy, Dad. I’m just saying, she’s got no space. MATTY: What are you saying? Wait a minute, sweetheart. LITTLE FEET: I’m saying she’s got no space. Wait a minute. Wait a minute. I want my friends to look at you. Take a good look. With a voice like from heaven, but you know what? It’s not always the best singers that make it. You know? I knew a couple of guys could sing Sinatra under the table. But Frank, he’d come on stage with the blue eyes, the sharkskin suit, the patent leather shoes... He becomes Frank Sinatra. And everybody else, all these other guys that really got it, that really have it inside, just a bunch of nobodies. Okay. Everybody, let’s go. Time for work. TONES PLAYING ON HEADPHONES HIGH-PITCHED RINGING INAUDIBLE DOCTOR: Unfortunately, you keep blasting the hearing, it’s not gonna come back. I think it’s time we reconsider - the inner monitors. - Mmm-hmm. We’ve talked about that with Bobby - a couple of weeks ago. - Yeah, yeah, yeah. If we put the inner moles in, we can actually use those to amplify the high frequencies. - Yeah, okay, that sounds great. - Cut down the sound. - Yeah, you’re right. Yeah. - I’m gonna talk to Bobby, and we’re gonna get something set up. Sold. I’m sold. - All right, Jack. - Yeah, call Bobby. Stubborn son of a bitch. JACK: All right, let’s get ready. 1, 2, 3, 4. COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING Killing me, baby, with the things you do You put me in the ground We’re trying... You gotta put ’em in, man. I told you, I can’t wear those things. When I wear ’em, it’s just in my head, and I need to be here with everybody else. The doctor said it’s the only way to manage this thing, Jack. You’re not gonna get back what you lost. It’s the only way we can manage what you still got. Oh, wow. SCOFFS I think we’re managing pretty good. BOBBY: What do you want me to do? The door’s wide open if you wanna go. You know what? Don’t start that shit. Show a little fucking pride in what you’re doing, buddy. I just wanna know if she’s on her way or not, that’s all. Who’s coming? What the fuck? - Who’s here? - I have no idea. He won’t tell me. ALLY GRUNTS OPERATIC MUSIC PLAYING PHIL: Hi, Ally. - Hi. - I’m Phil. We met last night. - Yeah, I remember. Jack sent me to pick you up and take you to the gig. Oh, my God. Um... But I gotta work. I can’t go. He’s really looking forward to this. I really appreciate that, but, uh... I can’t leave, so I’ll be in my car right down the street. Please tell him, "Thank you, but no thank you." Okay Say it just like that. Wait a minute, Ally. What’re you doing? The fuck is that shit? - This is crazy. - What are you doing? - This is great. - What the hell’s going on? Look, a guy like that invites you to a show... - It could be a great opportunity. - Dad, don’t start with me. - Don’t start! - Listen, listen! Does he know you sing at all? Did he hear anything from you? Dad, I gotta go to work. This could be the opportunity of a lifetime. I don’t have the same disease that you have, Dad. You get around celebrities, and it’s like they’re gonna rub off on you. What are you talking about? What are you talking about? "Oh, you know who I drove the other day?" Why are you talking about that? Like magic, now you’re famous. And you’re not. It’s not magic, Dad. Sweetheart. He’s a drunk! You know all about drunks. DOOR SLAMS Sweetheart, he’s still there. Yo, so you fucking hit a cop? Yeah, he was being an asshole to Jack, so I fucking popped him in the face. Yo, that is so gangster. So, then we ended up in a parking lot, and he was putting peas around my hand to fix my hand. And then he was singing, and I was singing. I don’t know what the hell’s going on. But now he’s got his driver following me around. Wait, he’s been following you from your house all the way to work? - Yes! It’s crazy! - You’re fucking late again. I’m what? I said you’re late! Are we doing this? BOTH LAUGHING ALLY: Hey, Bryan, I’m out. Find somebody else. Bryan, I’ll be back. I promise. Papo, I promise. - See ya. I won’t. ALLY WHOOPS - Did you see Bryan’s face? - Oh, shit! PHIL: Hey, great! Let’s do this. Let’s go. RAMON: What are we doing? ALLY: You know, if I didn’t know Jack, I would call you a stalker. RAMON LAUGHS PHIL: Yeah, sorry about that. RAMON: Yes, man! RAMON WHOOPING Lay on that couch right now! I’m gonna take my shoes off. - Oh, my God! - This is nice. How this shit works? - They just told you no. - Oh, okay. I’m so sorry. RAMON: Oh, shit! ALLY LAUGHING I could get used to this shit. You need to date more rock stars, baby girl, you know what I’m saying? We’re not dating. BAND PLAYING COUNTRY MUSIC CROWD CHEERING Hi, Ally. I’m Gail. ALLY: Hi. GAIL: Hi. Oh, you guys can leave your bags. We’ll grab ’em in a sec. - Ready? - Oh. Okay, sure. - Okay. Yeah. - Thanks. GAIL: Did you have a good trip? Yeah. CONTINUES PLAYING COUNTRY MUSIC Passes. ALLY: Oh, thank you. Put ’em around your necks. Ear plugs. You’ll need these, it’s loud up there. Yeah, I got ’em. We’re coming in. I’m gonna bring you guys to the side stage. ALLY: Whoa! GAIL: Guys, guys, guys. This way. Sorry, wrong way. - It’s all good. - I’m so sorry. This place is so big. I’m just... GAIL: Come on this way. Oh, watch yourself. You guys good? CROWD CHEERING Hey, boys. He’s so excited that you’re here. MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING CROWD CHEERING CROWD CLAPPING RHYTHMICALLY I told my dyin’ daddy That I had to run away Looked him in the eye and said "There ain’t no other way" So, woman, if I tell you that I love you, be okay ’Cause I ain’t lyin’ I don’t lie Without an alibi ’Cause I ain’t lyin’ I don’t lie Without an alibi CROWD CHEERING CLEARS THROAT Thank you very much. That was great. There’s a friend of mine, who came a long way to be here, and she wrote a great song, and I’d just like her to sing it. I think it’s pretty fucking good. - How are you You made it! - I’m good. Hi! It’s so good to see you. How are you? It was so good. Everything all right? The trip was fine? - Yeah, yeah. - Phil was all right? - Didn’t bother you at all? - Gail was so nice. So, listen, we’re gonna sing that song, all right? I did an arrangement, it was kind of not so great, but maybe you could just stick with it. No, I can’t do that. I’m sorry. No, Jack, please. Yeah, you’re coming. Here we go. It’s not funny. Jack, don’t fuck around. All you gotta do is trust me. That’s all you gotta do. I’m gonna sing it either way, so... CROWD CHEERING Steve... You lost your mind. Okay. TUNING INSTRUMENTS - You have to go sing. - I’m not going out there, no. BAND PLAYING SLOW MUSIC JACK: Tell me something, girl Are you happy in this modern world Or do you need more Is there something else you’re searching for I’m falling In all the good times I find myself longing For change And in the bad times, I fear myself Tell me something, boy CROWD CHEERING Aren’t you tired, trying to fill that void Or do you need more Ain’t it hard, keeping it so hardcore I’m falling In all the good times I find myself longing For change And in the bad times, I fear myself I’m off the deep end Watch as I dive in I never meet the ground Crash through the surface Where they can’t hurt us We’re far from the shallow now In the shallow Shallow In the shallow Shallow In the shallow Shallow We’re far from the shallow now CROWD CHEERING VOCALIZING I’m off the deep end Watch as I dive in I never meet the ground Crash through the surface Where they can’t hurt us We’re far from the shallow now In the shallow Shallow In the shallow Shallow In the shallow Shallow We’re far from the shallow now MUSIC ENDS CROWD CHEERING Oh, my God! - Pretty fucking good, man. - There’s so many people. Pretty fucking good. ALLY: You see, the way the guitar just started and... JACK: I thought maybe I set it in the wrong key, and then the tempo was too fast. ALLY: No, it was so beautiful, and... JACK: I wasn’t sure... RAMON: Ally, you okay? ALLY: Jack? FANS CLAMORING Jack? You, you, move! WOMEN: Isn’t that the girl who sang? MAN: Good concert, man! Good concert. Thank you, yeah. Thank you. - Jackson, I love you, man. - Thank you. Hey, Jack. Killed it. - Really? - Yeah. RAP MUSIC PLAYING ALL CHEERING Hi! Oh, my God! Where’s my key? I don’t fucking... Ah, ha, ha, ha! Oh, fuck! JACK LAUGHING ALLY: I’ll be right back, okay? Just give me one second. Is this the bathroom? Where’s the fucking... Okay. CHUCKLES Hey. Jack? I don’t know, wake him up. I can’t wake him up. He’s drunk. Yes, you can! Shake your titties in his face or some shit, and just fucking... You know what I’m saying? Take two shots and... Thank you so much for your help. You are so helpful. Let me know how it goes, baby. DOOR CLOSES Go home, pal. He’s out. You think maybe he drinks a bit much? Sweetie, you have no idea. Tell you one thing, though. He’s never brought a girl onstage before. And it’s been a long, long time since he played like that. Well, that’s good to know. One time, my brother came home, I was playing on this upright we used to always have in our den. And I was in my own world. No one was ever home, and then he comes home to take care of my dad, who was sick. And he’s sittin’ there, and he’s looking at me. I swear to God, he looked at me like I was special or something, and it just kind of filled me up. I should’ve never told you that. I don’t know. Why? ’Cause it’s embarrassing. I don’t know. It’s so sweet. ’Cause you’re nothing like my brother, let me just say. Yeah, I don’t look like your brother? LAUGHS He’s a fucking old man, okay. My dad had me when he was 63 years old. 63 years old? And we have different mothers, so... SINGING WOLFIE: What’s that number down here? MATTY: That is how many people looked at it. Get the fuck out of here. How do they know how many people looked at it? I think it’s... They call it an algorithm, or... What’s an algorithm? It’s like a beat. - A beat? - Yeah. Yeah. - Like in music, a beat? - Yeah. Yeah, yeah. I think, I don’t know. - Do you believe this? - No. LAUGHS MATTY: Wow. - And you see this? WOLFIE: Yeah. That’s how many people have watched. WOLFIE: Yeah, yeah, we’re just telling... They was telling him. How the fuck do they do that? LORENZO: I’ve watched it 200 times myself. - I’m 200 of those people. - Go, Pops. MUSIC PLAYING LAUGHING Oh, jeez! My God, you’re so fast! Jack! JACK: French toast is gonna come out. ALLY LAUGHING First one to hit the bed. I like for you to let me sing along Give you a rhythm you feel LORENZO: Beautiful, you wrote this with him? ALLY: He’s so talented. Can I watch it again? LORENZO: Yeah, it’s good. ALLY: Just one more time. LORENZO: One more time. I’ll be up all night watching this. ALLY: Or 500. Come on! Christ! MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING I want to play the part to reach your heart Sing you a song that you feel Oh Love let your music be mine... Oh, my God. How did you get in here? Dad let me in. Let your melodies fly in my direction Take me to your paradise On a musical ride I’m in love with your music baby What? You’re music to my eyes ALLY: I don’t feel this way about everybody. Well, good. Then we’re on the same page. You come and sing with me. Where? Well, first stop’s Arizona. SHOWER RUNNING ALLY: I’m never getting on that thing with you when you’ve been drinking. I haven’t even thought about drinking or anything else. We’ll see how long that lasts. Go wait downstairs. Actually, when I was in my 20’s and 30’s, I was like a crooner. As a matter of fact, a lot of people thought I was better than Sinatra. FRIENDS LAUGHING Frank Frank Sinatra? What are you writing down in here? That’s my songbook. I usually use a typewriter, but I had this idea on the bike and I didn’t wanna forget it. How do you hear it? SINGING MELODY I’m alone in my house Aren’t you excited to be home and play for all your Arizonian fans? I don’t really come back here. You avoid your home? I don’t know. It’s like the hot air and the history, I don’t know. Bought the ranch, though, I grew up on, gave it to my brother. We buried Dad there, and so I just wanted to make sure that nobody paved over his grave - or any of that kind of shit. - Is it around here? It’s not far. Why don’t we just go there? It’s nearby. WIND HOWLING ALLY: Jack? Yeah, if he shows up. These guys have been vamping out there for a fucking half an hour. It’s time to fucking get on. Don’t you get tired of being... You sold Dad’s ranch. They turned it into a fucking wind farm! I bought that for you. Where’s his grave? He washed away in a fucking storm. His grave isn’t there anymore. I told you, but you were fucking drunk. You were fucking loaded and already pissing yourself a swan song. Fuck if you shed a tear for that piece of shit you idolize for no goddamn fucking reason. All Dad ever did for you was make you his fucking drinking buddy. And you’d be right there with him if he was still alive, and you fucking know it. What did you think, that I was gonna fucking take care of it while I’m fucking cradling your ass all over the goddamn world. JACK: Yeah. That’s a good excuse. Raising a little brother, so you don’t have to deal with the fact that you were no fucking good. If I was no good, why’d you steal my fucking voice? Huh? ’Cause you had nothing to fucking say. You were too proud to sing any of the songs I ever wrote. Well, I got something to say now, pal. I’m done being your fucking errand boy. I quit. JACK: Yeah, my voice just got up on me a few months ago and another shot of steroids is better safe than sorry. Thank you for that, and yeah, we should be good. SPITS Hey. You okay? Yeah. Well, let’s play. CROWD CHEERING Uh... Oh! BAND PLAYING COUNTRY MUSIC JACK: Don’t ask me ’bout tomorrow Or tell me ’bout my past My heart is yours to borrow Ain’t nothing meant to last I ain’t lyin’ PLAYING SLOW MUSIC Maybe it’s time to let the old ways die CROWD CHEERING Maybe it’s time to let the old ways die It takes a lot to change a man Hell, it takes a lot to try Maybe it’s time to let the old ways die Nobody knows what waits for the dead Nobody knows what waits for the dead Some folks just believe In the things they’ve heard And the things they’ve read Nobody knows what waits for the dead I’m glad I can’t go back to where I came from I’m glad those days are gone Gone for good But if I could take spirits From my past and bring ’em here You know I would You know I would CROWD CHEERING All right, I got an idea for the end. MAN: Sorry, sweetie. That’s okay. It’s gonna be a little different, we’re gonna... ALLY: Cheers. MAN: Cheers. Where’s that joint? We’re just gonna be a little different for the end, okay? We’re gonna do the encore and the thing that I said. MAN: Okay. All right. JACK: All right? Come on, let’s go back out and do it. ALLY: What? What are you doing? JACK: Go, go, go. CROWD CHEERING RHYTHMIC CLAPPING All right, listen to me. Here’s what we’re gonna do. You’re gonna do the song that I said that I wanted you to do, remember? - The one that I love. - No. No, I’m not. - Please! Come on. - No, you’re gonna do the one that I love. - It’s gonna be great, come on. - Come on, Jack. This is what I said I always... You promised me you were gonna do it. - I always say... - I love you. Always remember us this way. Everybody, we’re gonna bring out Ally to bring us home, and she’s gonna sing an original song. Thank you. That Arizona sky Burning in your eyes You look at me, and babe, I wanna catch on fire It’s buried in my soul Like California gold You found the light in me that I couldn’t find So when I’m all choked up and I can’t find the words Every time we say goodbye Baby, it hurts When the sun goes down and the band won’t play I’ll always remember us this way Lovers in the night Poets tryin’ to write We don’t know how to rhyme but damn we try But all I really know You’re where I wanna go The part of me that’s you will never die So when I’m all choked up and I can’t find the words Every time we say goodbye Baby, it hurts When the sun goes down And the band won’t play I’ll always remember us this way Oh, yeah I don’t wanna be just a memory Baby, yeah VOCALIZING So when I’m all choked up and I can’t find the words Every time we say goodbye Baby, it hurts When the sun goes down and the band won’t play I’ll always remember us this way Way, yeah When you look at me And the whole world fades I’ll always remember us This way VOCALIZING MUSIC ENDS CROWD CHEERING CROWD: CHANTING Ally! Ally! Ally! Ally! That was fucking beautiful. LAUGHS JACK: No, you were fucking doing it. I was there, I fucking... - I think our car’s over there. - Ally, that was unbelievable. - Thank you. - That was unbelievable - what you did up there. - Thank you. I don’t know if you know anything about me, about where I’ve come from. I’m Rez Gavron. I know who you are. What you have right now goes way beyond just this. There’s people who need to hear what you have to say musically. This is not normal stuff. It’s really amazing what you’re doing. I think you have it all. I do. And the question to you is, "What do you want?" I’m in that position, to put you wherever you want to be. I don’t... I don’t have... I gotta talk to Jack. He said he thought Interscope Records might really wanna sign me, and he said that he has this wonderful studio with a beautiful live room. And these amazing producers he wants to bring in to record my songs. And he loves "Look What I’ve Found." Remember the song we did in the diner? Remember, when we were driving? Yeah. Yeah? I mean, it was so nice talking to him, and he really believes in me. ALLY GASPS MAN: You all right, Jack? He’s okay. He’s fine. He does this all the time. Hey, Jack. Thanks. What’s going on? Hmm? What’re you doing? ALLY GASPS You jealous fuck. I’m so happy for you. CHUCKLES Oh, you are? Oh! Jackson! GASPS LAUGHING Oh, my God! Jack. Stop! Why’re you so jealous, boy Hmm? What’re you doing? What’s wrong You upset? You want me to make you less... I know, do you wanna play? Okay, let’s play. CRASHING What the hell is this? - I’m so sorry. I’m sorry. No, you’re fine. You’re all fine. - You sound great, okay? - You’re doing great. We’ll do it again. I’m gonna cue you in. MUSIC PLAYING One, two... I’m alone in my house BEN: One second, one second. Listen to my cue. We’ll come right in, okay? ALLY: So, should... Well, uh... I’m sorry, but will I sing in the beginning? BEN: So you’re gonna hear the second line, and then I wanna start recording. I think I got an idea that might help out, all right? Yeah, please. Be my guest. BEN: That was really good up to that point. JACK: I’m just gonna go in there for a second, all right? BEN: All right, Jack. I’ve never sang with a track before. I think it’s because you need your piano. I think if you’re playing it and singing it... Yeah, I always play it on the piano. I’ll be fine. I’m just gonna have them fly one in, and we’ll try it there - and see where it goes. - You think that’s okay? Okay. Thank you. I got you. You’re doing great. - You okay? - No, I’m so nervous. - You look so beautiful. - Thank you. Thank you. PLAYING UPBEAT MUSIC I’m alone in my house I’m out on the town I’m at the bottom of the bottle I’ve been knocking ’em down I can’t get back up on my feet See the lights on the street Like stars But look what I found Oh, so you guys have already met the new girl, have you? - Rez! What’s the plan? - What’s up? Yo, thanks for doing this, man. I appreciate it. This is pop music, kids. We have a battle to do, okay? You are the troops, so if I call you troops, just know that we’re going into battle. What is my lyrics, Ally? Just don’t keep me waiting Yes! Again, give me that. When I can’t inspire myself Breathe! Yes! I need you to provide for me This is just fine-tuning and creating an image. I know, I just don’t wanna lose the part of me that’s talented. I’m not gonna let you lose that piece. I’m not gonna let you lose that piece. SIGHS Okay. What are we gonna do with you? What are we gonna do with... Oh, he’s beautiful! "You can’t send me back. I’m too cute." - Hey, he’s got your eyelashes. - Mmm-hmm. He does. He’s got your eyelashes. Hey, bud! This has never been done before, just so you know. It actually has been done before. Would you please... LAUGHING Please. Do it for me. No, I can’t in the water. PLAYING MELANCHOLY MUSIC SIGHS You comin’ with me to Memphis? - What are you talkin’ about? - I gotta go do this, um... You know, it’s one of those paid things. Soul-crushing work, really, but it’s just kind of never what I thought I’d wind up doing, maybe. I don’t know, but... I’ve made peace with it, though. Anyway, if you wanna come, I thought we’d have a laugh, at the very least. Rez wants to keep me here because, you know, they rushed out the single, and they were so excited that they want me to finish the album. - So I’m working on that. - Listen to what you’re saying. Listen to what you just said. People wanna hear what you have to say. - That’s the stuff right there. - I know. I can’t... Hey, hey. Take it in. Thank you, by the way. Thank you for what? Giving me a home. This place never felt like one before. INDISTINCT CHATTER SNORTING HIGH-PITCHED RINGING CROWD CHEERING RINGING CONTINUES Oh, fuck. MUFFLED Jack, you okay? Jack? CROWD CHEERING MUSIC PLAYING Treat me like your patient Just don’t keep me waiting Or I’ll just be wasted in a crowd of the lonely I need you to inspire me When I can’t inspire myself I need you to provide for me Is there a reason why you’re not up there? Lay me down Lay me down now Lay me down Touch my spirit, oh Lay me down Lay me down now Lay me down Heal me God knows nothing else is gonna Gonna heal me Oh, before it’s too late Won’t you steal me Steal me all the way from myself Won’t you heal me Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my... Oh, my... Hey! - Pretty incredible. - Did Jack show up? I haven’t heard from him. What do you mean, you haven’t heard from him? I haven’t heard from him all night. I haven’t been able to find him. I called him three times. Listen, what happened with the dancers there? Well, I just thought that I should do it alone ’cause it’s so overwhelming. Okay, but you can’t go rogue on me. You have to understand that this is what I do, and you have to trust me, okay? So, if I give you a couple of dancers, don’t not use them and then miss a couple of steps, okay? We also have to change your hair. We have to change the color of your hair. What’s wrong with my hair? I’m thinking platinum, or... I don’t wanna be fucking blond. I am who I am, and I’m worried about Jack. I will find Jack, okay? I will find him. Jack. I feel like we’ve done this before. Didn’t think we’d do it so soon, man. Come on, bro. Get up. JACK COUGHS All right. There we go. JACK EXHALES JACK: In my mind, LAUGHING I made it to the door. NOODLES: I almost didn’t wake you. You looked so comfortable. How you doin’? You know, I’ve seen better days, I guess. I apologize for disrespecting your property... No apologies necessary. ...or whatever I did. - It’s fine. - You want some coffee? Be great, why don’t you put some on, and we’ll come in in a minute? PAULETTE: Okay. JACK: That’s him, right? That’s your boy. Jack, he’s as old now as you were when I met you. JACK LAUGHS Saw you on YouTube. That video with the girl. SNIFFLES Yeah. It made me happy, man. You looked like you. You were just... Just doing it, bro. JACK: She writes too. - She wrote that tune? - Yeah. Bunch of others too. Got hooked up with some manager guy, wants to... COUGHING Yeah. - She’s good, bro. - I know. Maybe she’s a way out. Ain’t nothing to be afraid of, bro. You know, it’s like... I don’t know... You float out... Float out at sea, and then one day, you find a port. Say, "I’m gonna stay here for a few days." A few days becomes a few years. And then you forgot where you were goin’ in the first place. And then you realize, you don’t really give a shit about where you was going ’cause you like where you’re at. That’s how it is for me. I like where I’m at. I didn’t even realize I liked it so much till I saw your ass sleeping in the grass this morning. BOTH LAUGHING Yeah, come on, man. You can rest in my daughter’s room, bro. I thought of a million things to say to you on the plane that I can’t remember. Jack... Glad you’re here. You did make it to Memphis after all. JACK COUGHS JACK GROANS Fuck. ALLY: I won’t do this again. I won’t come and find you. Next time, you can clean up your own mess. You understand me? How was the show? It was fucking awesome. LAUGHS I cut the dancers. Dancers? Yeah. Oh. Good. Fucking dancers. All you do is you just sing. You made me so upset. I’m sorry. - I saw that video on YouTube. - Oh! It was great. Thank you so much. Excuse me one second. - What’s going on? - Do you have a plier? PAULETTE: Jack’s okay? I wanna cut the guitar strings, not too crazy. There used to be pliers or something like that. Uh... Yeah, yeah. ALLY: I don’t know where my mom is. Yeah. I understand that. LEO: I think you’re pretty. Me? You think I’m pretty? Thank you. I think you’re pretty. NOODLES: It was real great, and then Jack tells me you wrote the song. ALLY: Yeah, he got me to start singing my own songs again. NOODLES: He has a way of doing that. ALLY: Yeah, he does. Does anyone want some more mac and cheese? Yeah Here, sweetheart, you want some? Oh, there he goes. What’s up, man? WHISPERS I understand what you said. What the hell are you... GASPS ALLY LAUGHS IN DISBELIEF Are you kidding? - That stupid? - No. It’s not stupid. JACK: It wasn’t a stupid thing I just did? Is that what you were doing when you left the table? I don’t know. He told me he was looking for some pliers. I didn’t know what he was going to do. I didn’t think he was gonna "do it" do it. Oh, she has another ring! Well, that’s just temporary. No, no, no. Jack, wait a minute. Let’s anoint this. Let’s do it today. LAUGHING Yo, for real. PAULETTE: It’s a good idea! NOODLES: No, you get the dress. I’ll call my cousin right now. It’s Saturday. Nobody’s gonna be in there. - Let’s go. - You really wanna do that? That place has a magical quality to it. It what? It has a magical quality? - It does. - What do you mean? I mean that church is special. PAULETTE: We can go. - I’ll take you to get a dress. - There you go, right there. PAULETTE: It’d be great! Okay, you’re coming with us for sure because you’re... I can’t believe this. What am I doing Okay, sure. ROMANTIC MUSIC PLAYING I don’t know what love is... - My brother. Good to see you. - Hey, hey! - Good to see you. Jack! - Good to see you, my man. LAUGHING Thank you so much. Welcome to the Lord’s house. With the power... I think that’s how it goes, something like that. Do you take him... Do you take him? I do. I do. I think that it’s just fear I don’t know the tempo... Congrats, man. - I listened to what you said. - I’m glad you did. PASTOR: I can’t believe he did it. I can’t believe it. Now, one thing at a time, okay? - What? LAUGHING Oh! STAMMERING I didn’t understand. It’s not I know there’s something real out there for me I swear I’ve seen an angel SIGHS DEEPLY - Lot of people downstairs? - Yeah. She better come out soon, - before they leave. - Want me to check on her? Well, I think we’re gonna have to go pretty soon, so... All right. Ally. I’m coming in. What’re you doin’ in the tub? This is so weird. I don’t know who the hell I think I am. One song is fine, but to put out a whole record, I don’t know what the fuck I was thinking. I don’t know about all of that, but you definitely look like a star. - Really? - Yeah. What do you think of her hair and the look and the... REZ: Well, I discussed it with her. Yeah. - No, I think it looks great. - Was that your choice, or... No, it was actually hers. SIGHS - No drink? - What’s that? No drink? No socks? LAUGHS Touche. Touche, mate. Yeah, I could never get used to that, the idea of not wearing socks. Your feet get all... No, actually I’m wearing socks. They’re these kind of little female insert socks that work with these shoes. Oh, you are. You’re just hiding them. Yeah, I’m just hiding them. LAUGHS That’s right. Okay, now is this thing... Yeah, there it is. Oh, that’s a good light. Here, hold this for me, baby. Hey, Ally, girl! Wait, hold on. Come here, Sooki, Donte. Come here. I put my Jackson titties on! ALL: Hi! Baby, listen, we just wanted to say congratulations. - Congratulations! - We love you! I love you too. EMCEE: All right, girl, please come back soon. We done put Etta in your station, girl. REZ: The queen is here! ALLY: Stop! - Wow! - What do you think? Well, it’s beautiful. You. SNL. Alec Baldwin hosting. - Did you get it Did you get it? - Season finale. No fucking way. REZ: No, you got it. - No way! Oh, my God! - No, you got it. Oh, gosh! - That’s incredible! Thank you. - Congratulations. - Congratulations. - Bitch! - Oh, my gosh! - We have to get downstairs. - Everyone’s waiting for you. Come. - Okay. JACK: You know what Can I just talk to her for one second outside? Just one sec, sorry. Just be a second, yeah. ALLY SIGHS JACK EXHALES It doesn’t do you any justice, I’ll tell you that. You always said you liked my nose. - I love your nose. - It’s real big up there. I wish it was bigger up there. LAUGHING The whole thing should just be your fucking nose. Fuck all those people who ever said anything. Just put a billboard of your fucking nose up there. Just the nose? That’s so ridiculous. Listen, if I just don’t say this, I’ll never forgive myself. What? If you don’t dig deep in your fucking soul, you won’t have legs. I’m just telling you that. You don’t tell the truth out there, you’re fucked. All you got is you, and what you wanna say to people, and they are listening right now, and they’re not gonna be listening forever. Trust me. So, you gotta grab it. And you don’t apologize, you don’t worry about why they’re listening, or how long they’re gonna be listening for, you just tell ’em what you wanna say. ’Cause how you say it is the stuff of angels. RICHY: Pop! Six to the right, and hot! Ball, change. Down. Hot! Ball, change. Attitude. DANCERS WHOOPING - The last part. - I know. ALLY GRUNTS WOMAN: 30 seconds. AUDIENCE APPLAUDING Red mark. CLEARS THROAT Alec in 20. DIRECTOR: All right, stand by, guys. Here we go, ready Song one. MAN: Stand by, Alec. DIRECTOR: Stand by, Alec. MAN: In 10, 9... WOMAN: Alec in 10. ...8, 7, 6... DIRECTOR: Ready 4... ALEC CLEARS THROAT WOMAN: Alec in 5 seconds. MAN: 4, 3, 2, 1... DIRECTOR: And go 4. Dissolve 4, - and cue Alec! - Ladies and gentlemen... Ally. DIRECTOR: Dissolve 1. CROWD CHEERING MUSIC PLAYING Why do you look so good in those jeans Why’d you come around me with an ass like that You’re making all my thoughts obscene This is not, not like me Why you keep on texting me like that Got other things I need my mind on, yeah Other responsibilities This is not, not like me Why do you do that Do that do that do that do that Do that to me Why do you do that Do that do that do that do that Do that to me Why do you do that Do that do that do that do that Do that to me Why do you do that Why do you do that BOTTLES CLINKING The caterpillar becomes the butterfly. What the hell are you doing here? I’m in town for a gig. Been working for Willie. - I’ve been working for Willie. - No shit. Yeah. Thought I’d stop by and check her out. Yeah, well... I’ve been praying on my knees That you would always stay around That you would never leave Is it gettin’ worse? Nah, I’ve just been with my wife, and it’s goin’ real good. Funny to run into you ’cause I was thinking about asking you to come back out with us. I gotta say, it’s easier without you. Listen. You run into any trouble, call me. Why do you do that Do that do that do that do that Do that to me Why did you do that to me Why did you do that CROWD CHEERING Thank you! COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING BOTH: I don’t wanna feel another thing I don’t wanna feel another thing I don’t wanna feel another thing CAMERA CLICKING PHOTOGRAPHER: That light’s beautiful. Oh, God, here we... Yeah, that’s it, Ally. Yeah, that’s it. That’s it, Ally. That’s it, I love that. Oh, my gosh. It’s so early. I’ve been here all night. It’s early for me. It’s late for you. Hi, it’s nice to see you. - How you doin’? - I’m kind of... - He’s amazing. Isn’t he? - What do you think? These fucking photos. - Oh, they’re so beautiful. - Look at that! Look at that! That’s incredible. It doesn’t even look like me. You’ve just been nominated for three Grammys. Including "Best New Artist." They just announced it now. Everybody, Grammy-nominated artist. ALL APPLAUDING Have you been drinking? Are you fucked up right now? I’m out a couple. It’s the morning. Yup. Hey, buddy. SIGHS You’re nominated for three Grammys, and it’s fucking great. Thank you. How did you find that out? Bobby told me. He called. He said that they wanna do some Roy Orbison tribute. They want me to sing and shit. - Great. - Some like supergroup thing. But the point is, you got nominated, and it’s great. I’m just trying to figure it out, that’s all. JACK CLEARS THROAT "Why do you come around me with an ass like that?" You’re saying my lyrics? "Why do you walk around in jeans?" "Why do you wanna come around with an ass like that?" Yeah, that’s my song. What about my song? I fucking listened to it over and over in the fucking... SIGHS DEEPLY You’re not making any sense. Yeah, just keep drinking. That’ll give you the answer. Maybe I just fucking failed you. - That just kills me. I’m sorry. - You what? You failed me? Yeah, you’re embarrassing, and it’s just... - I’m embarrassing? - I feel bad for you. - Yeah, I just... You know... - I’m not fucking embarrassing! - I just have to tell you. - You’re embarrassing! And you know what you’re doing is you’re so embarrassed of your fucking self that you gotta put me down. You’re worried that you’re ugly, and you’re not. I’m trying to tell you that. So you need to get all this fucking approval by all these other people. Why can’t I just be enough for you? I don’t need approval. You know what I’d like is for my boyfriend to love me. Actually, for my husband to love me. Yeah, who’s your fucking boyfriend? - You have a boyfriend? - Yeah, I’ve got a boyfriend. - That hurts. - Yeah, I have a boyfriend. Call me your fucking boyfriend. You’re my boyfriend. You’re my boyfriend if you don’t treat me like your wife. I don’t even know what that fucking means. It means clean your shit up. You’re fucking messy. - That’s what it means. - Well, that’s not true. - Oh, it isn’t? - Mmm-mmm. Let’s go. You wanna be my drinking buddy? Wanna practice? I don’t think you could handle it. You don’t Let me see. And you know why ’Cause you’re too worried about what - everybody else is thinking. - Here we go. Here we go, Jack. You want me to be your dad? - Be your drinking buddy? - Yeah. Yeah, you couldn’t be my dad if you fucking tried. He had more talent in his fucking finger than you have in your whole fucking body. So don’t even fucking go there about that, all right? That’s over the fucking line. Why don’t you have another drink, and we can just get fucking drunk until we fucking disappear, okay? Hey! Do you got those pills in your pocket? You’re just fucking ugly, that’s all. - I’m what? - You’re just fucking ugly. Get the fuck out. Get out! I said, get out! Fine. CROWD CHEERING SNIFFS HIGH-PITCHED RINGING Good evening. PLAYING COUNTRY MUSIC CROWD CHEERING LOUDLY RICHY: Down! POP MUSIC PLAYING 7 and 8 and... 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7... Pull it! 6... Come on, feel it... GRUNTING Hit! Down, up! High! Swing it! Six... Come on! Yes! ALLY: Tryin’ to leave you But you won’t let me leave, sayin’ that about me Got me thinkin’ I’ll never succeed RICHY: Hold the music! - That was great. - What are you doin’ here? Something fell through, so I was able to come back a few days early. I think I might have said some things... Just how I acted. You hurt me. You really hurt me. Sorry. You haven’t been drinking. What’d you say? I said you haven’t been drinking. I can tell. No, I haven’t. No. I have to get back to rehearsal... Oh, yeah. Can I watch? Yeah, okay. Meet me at home. Or I can wait and drive you home. - Just meet me at home. - Okay. What do you mean, they don’t want me to sing? They hired this fucking kid at the last minute. They didn’t tell me a fucking thing. Look, we’ve been on that other side before. More than once. Yeah. Truth is, I didn’t deliver. Well, it’s a good thing I know the, uh... CHUCKLES How to play the guitar. It’s fine, I’ll do it. - You’re gonna do it? - Sure. MARLON WILLIAMS: I couldn’t help but see Pretty woman Hey, where’s the wedges? Can’t fucking hear with the... Is the monitor here? Are you lonely just like me TUNING GUITAR Pretty woman, walk a while All right. Pretty woman, talk a while Pretty woman, give your smile to me Pretty woman, yeah, yeah, yeah But yeah, like I said, it’s a real honor. Yeah. Oh, honor’s mine. Yeah, you’re great. It’ll be fun. - Yeah, hope so. - Yeah. Who coulda been a crooner? ALL LAUGHING Right? OPERATIC MUSIC PLAYING You remember what Paul said. BOTH: "Paul Anka told me I had more natural talent... - "...than Sinatra." - "...than Frank." - That’s it! Do not... - Direct quote! WOLFIE: Do you know what Paul Anka actually said to him? LORENZO: No, what did he say? WOLFIE: He said, "Would you please pull the car over "and let me out over here on the curb?" All right, but... Oh, my God! Sweetheart. This is unreal. The Grammys. JACK: Hey, look at everybody. How are you? LORENZO: Hey, there he is! - Oh, thanks. - How are you? Are you okay? - What’s that? - Are you okay? Are you okay? - Oh, yeah, I’m great. - Are you sure? Yeah, I’m great. They have me going in early, so I gotta go now and then... But I made sure that they tell me where you’re sitting, so that I can go right after. - Okay. Okay. - ’Cause I don’t wanna miss the awards because it’s right before it. - Looks great. - You just got that look on your face. I do Watch... It’s gone. Amazing. Gonna get to see you perform tonight, get to see you sing. Hey, Jack, that’s an incredible collection of vinyl you have in there. Take whatever you want. It’s yours. Take whatever I want? He just said, "Take whatever you want." CHUCKLES He’s talking to the wrong guys. INDISTINCT CHATTER HIGH-PITCHED RINGING BREATHING HEAVILY CROWD CHEERING Pretty woman Walkin’ down the street Pretty woman The kind I’d like to meet Pretty woman I thought he was supposed to be singing. I don’t believe you You’re not the truth No one could look as good as you Oh, God! PLAYING GUITAR LICK Pretty woman Won’t you pardon me Pretty woman I couldn’t help but see Pretty woman That you look lovely as can be Are you lonely just like me Oh, it’s over It’s over? - You good? - I’m fine. And the nominees are... JACK: Right here? ANNOUNCER: Roxy Carlile. Come on, baby. Sit down, sit down, sit down. Hi. You okay? I was trying to go to the men’s room, - and they rushed me over here. - Okay, put your legs inside. - I had to go to the bathroom. - Put your legs inside. They’re announcing your fucking category. Keep quiet. And the winner is... JACK: Yeah... Oh, this is exciting. How great. Ally! ALL CHEERING Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! This is amazing! JACK: All right. What happened? ALLY: Baby... We won! - Is that why everybody’s... - Yep, that’s right! MAN: Yeah, Ally! Where are we going? Just stay right here. Go sit back there. Go sit back there. HIGH-PITCHED RINGING I’ll stay here. Oh, my gosh, thank you! You look beautiful. Thank you! Oh, wow! Oh, my gosh! I can’t believe I’m holding one of these. Thank you to Rez Gavron, my manager. Thank you for believing in me... JACK: Wait, did you win? ...and telling me to get back from behind the piano and onto the stage. Did you just win? Thank you to my... My, uh... To Jack Maine, my husband. - Should I come up there? I love you so much. I always wanted to be a singer on a big stage, and because of him, I am. CROWD CHEERING ALLY CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY We’re having a lot of fun tonight. Yeah. I... - Shit. Look. If I haven’t thanked you yet, just... Did you see you’re up there? Yeah, I do. CROWD LAUGHING I started out singing with this beautiful man, and I’ll sing with him for life. Right, baby? Yeah. CROWD CHEERING I’m so blessed to be in the company of such wonderful musicians. JACK SIGHS This is a dream come true, and all I can say is... CROWD GASPS ...believe in yourself, and don’t give up because there is a spot on that stage for you. - Oh, shit. Oh, fuck. Good night. ALLY GASPS JACK MUMBLING DRUNKENLY - I think I peed myself. - Baby, just turn around. ALLY: Oh! CROWD GASPS - I think I do... - Baby, baby, can you... I think that’s a bad come down. ALLY: Holy shit! - Just take him to the shower. Go to the left. - Follow me, Wolf.