- Ms. Tammy Wynette. - Mm-hmm.
Will you make me an honest man?
- Will you make me an honest woman? - You bet.
Look at how they look at them.
George and Tammy are every man who ever loved a woman
and every woman who ever loved a man.
They're gonna take it from us.
- Take what, George? - Our fire.
Tennessee doesn't recognize Mexican divorces.
- So I'm still married to Don. - No, honey, I'm your husband.
- The marriage isn't valid. - I'll fix it.
She left her husband for you, Jones.
I'm gonna protect her, and no one's gonna touch her.
She's my queen.
I got a new song I wanna pitch to George
about a cheating wife who passed around
- dirty pictures of herself. - I got nothing left to give you.
- You got you. - Don't tell George nothin'. He'll kill Don.
Now, George, what are you...
I've got a real important job
In a large office building
Riding people in an elevator
I drive a '57 Chevrolet with busted taillights
Burnt out valves, and a leaky radiator
I wear a $20 suit I bought from JCPenney
Back in 1962
But I've got something to brag about
Something to brag about in you
I'm a short-order cook
At an all-night café
- Down on 18th Avenue and 12th Street - You know the one.
I wear a swinging mini dress
That I made for myself
From mama's kitchen curtains and old bed sheets
I've got 17 pages of Top Value stamps
When you're with the fellas, I know...
The best single record of the year, Tammy Wynette.
You tell your girlfriends 'bout my sweet, sweet lovin'
That's one pleasure that money can't buy
Female vocalist of the year, Tammy Wynette.
So let's get married
In the not-too-distant future
We'll rent a little flat on 29th Street
Female vocalist of the year, Tammy Wynette.
You know we'll hang our washing
On the clothesline from the window
We'll feast on cornbread, butter beans, and lunchmeat
And the Grammy goes to "Stand By Your Man,"
- Tammy Wynette. - A big long Cadillac
But we'll have a love that's true
Hey, Tammy, I want to ask you something.
All right, what do you wanna ask me, George?
Well, I just wanted to ask you, do you love me?
- Baby, you know I do. - Well, I got something to brag about
You're having a...
Jones, wake up.
- Hmm? - Baby's coming.
Okay, okay, okay, hold on.
Do you see the tie that goes with this avocado outfit?
We need to get to the hospital.
No, no, I got it all picked out.
I gotta look nice for the baby.
The baby doesn't care what you're wearing.
My baby will!
Oh, goodness. Hey, you like my shirt?
See, the avocado, that's the color in the stripe.
It matches the tie, which complements the pants.
- Oh, I see. - You could've made more of an effort.
- Mr. Jones? - Yeah.
- Is it time? - No.
- These people can't be in here. - People? This is my family.
You got Jan and Nan.
They do Tammy's hair, and they happen to be sisters.
So that's family inside the family.
We could help you with your ends.
A little warm baby oil would do it.
That's Mr. Peanutt Montgomery. He writes half my songs.
That there is Tammy's secretary, Sheila,
and her husband, Richey.
Can't have a baby without my home folks, you know.
Well, please do try and keep it down.
Oh, yeah.
Nobody asked me before they did that.
Why didn't the doctor talk to me?
Well, the doctor does what he thinks is best
in these situations.
Remember now, lots of rest. Okay? And no heavy lifting.
A little bleeding is normal.
Now, anything excessive, be sure to call your doctor.
It's been a real honor being a part of your special day.
Mm. Aren't you the sweetest?
Just sorry things didn't go smoother for you.
Will you hand me my baby, please?
Look, why are you pacing, hon?
- Come on, sit down. - I just want her to be okay.
She'll be okay.
Look at all the love she got 'round here.
Think I'll go talk to her...
- Sit down. - Your first?
No, no. Fourth the old-fashioned way.
I got a grown girl and two boys,
and I adopted Tammy's three.
So that... we're up to seven.
They call him "Possum," but he breeds like a bunny.
- No, I'm off the stuff. - You?
Yeah, me.
Good for you, George.
Mm.
- Can I see the baby? - There were complications.
- Complications? - Considerable damage to the uterine wall.
We had to perform a hysterectomy.
A what?
I'm gonna make your life perfect, little girl.
Honey, honey, you all right?
Yeah, why I wouldn't be?
- The doctor said that... - None of that, baby.
Shh, shh.
Come on, meet your baby girl.
Oh, yes. Oh, yes.
Tamala Georgette Jones.
Hey, do you know you're a miracle?
We made this.
We made it.
- What's that? - Oh, it's just something I'm...
I'm making to put over the bed at home
on occasion of this all happening, you know?
- Will you read it to me? - Oh.
Don't embarrass me now.
Look, Georgette wants her daddy to read to her.
"This bedroom holds lots of old memories.
There are good ones and bad ones, I fear.
From now on...
... there will only be sweet memories...
... for my darling Tammy sleeps here."
You better kiss me right now, you shy, shy man.
All my life, I've been running.
And I know where I want to go,
but I always seem to end up going the other way.
And I know there's nothing down that way.
I've been there too many times.
It's time I stay put, isn't it?
The pain's caused by a buildup of scar tissue.
Whoever did your hysterectomy should be shot.
Pain you're in must be debilitating.
- Hmm. Feels like I swallowed glass. - Did the pills help?
For a time, but it just comes back
worse than it was before.
Slow down. The best thing for you is rest.
You need to take some time off.
So many people are relying on me...
friends and my family, and...
it's hard to keep them happy when I'm feeling so rotten.
- We're playing Vegas next week. - Oh.
Didn't realize Vegas took to country.
George and I are the first to headline.
But I don't know if I can get through it.
- I'll up your dosage. - Thank you.
But if this doesn't work think about surgery.
No, Vegas will not change me.
Uh-uh, I'll always be a country girl.
Mm-hmm, well, Red Bay was the nearest city.
- Did you kill that raccoon? - Itawamba, Mississippi.
How'd you kill it? Oh, you shot it?
- With whose gun? - Billboard magazine.
Thank you so much. You take care now.
"Well, Vegas is just another city."
- You liar. - Oh, I am so excited, Sheil.
I just wish George was.
Hey, can you cancel
my 2 o'clock hair appointment with Jan? It's on Wednesday.
Yeah, I got a final fitting for Vegas at 3:00.
I can have Jan bring the hair to the fitting,
- make it a one-stop thing. - That's perfect.
Remind me of the new kids' names.
Pretty young lady is Susan.
She's from George's first marriage.
- The boys are Bryan and Jeff. - His kids with Shirley?
George wanted them to meet
their new baby sister before we leave.
He surprised me with them last night.
That's a lot.
You think, uh, you and Richey
- can handle all that when we're gone? - Course.
Play the slots for me.
Baby, I hit the jackpot with you. Thank you.
His blessed face may be seen
Nobody thought he'd stay dry this long.
- I've never seen him happier. - You're magic.
No, there's no magic there.
It's just, uh, he's got a tell, see?
Whenever he's fixing to pull a drunk,
he *** on his teeth.
So when I see that,
well, I know he needs a distraction.
So I say, "Hey, Jones, mow the lawn."
"Come over here, give me a kiss."
Must not my heart
- From Him ever sever - Beautiful.
He is my all
There's nothing between
Nothing between
My soul...
My cat sings better than you, boy.
You must be the mailman's.
He's teasing you. You don't... you...
baby, baby, don't listen to him. He's teasing you.
- I'm not a singer. Is that okay? - Yeah, yeah, that's okay.
Jones isn't coming.
Tammy's selling.
Duets are selling. Jones' solo stuff is flatlining.
Nothing I've tried's working on him.
That is, when he actually shows up to the studio.
At least he's happy.
Happy is the problem.
Musically speaking.
Fans prefer George drunk, singing, "I'm Sorry."
Happy at home doesn't make hits.
You want to call it?
It looks nice, George.
Can you see the diamond pattern?
I do not.
Step back and get a better overview, 'cause it's there.
- It is, yeah. - You owe the label money
for the musicians you stood up today.
And the studio time.
A pretty big bill you're running up with your no-shows.
Yeah, it's fine.
Just gonna let Tammy pay, huh?
"Stand By Your Man" paid for your lawn mower,
'cause George Jones hasn't had a solo number one...
Since I started listening to you.
Tammy's a rocket, Jones.
See, you're just along for the ride.
That's money left on the table.
Well, the way I see it, I've been *** green
for you people my whole damn life, so, you know...
I might have other priorities.
You're taking the momentum for granted.
And you and I both know, in this business,
there's always someone in your rearview mirror
nipping at your tires.
Keep your foot on the gas.
Your feet are messing up my diamond.
Oh, look. It's real high.
- We could tease it there. - I know.
Well, it's always good to have a nice base.
Well, yeah. I know.
Sugar, what's... what's wrong, baby?
The fabric in this blazer don't match the trousers.
- It's the same, sir. - What?
I think you look very handsome.
This jacket's silk. The trousers are polyester.
One's natural. The other isn't.
The Possum knows his fabrics, now.
You can't play Vegas if your fabrics don't match.
That's right. Thank you, Peanutt.
Hell, everybody knows that, George.
See? You need to get your facts straight.
And don't think I didn't notice
that this lapel is silk, but the binding's polyester.
- Honey... - The binding is...
Oh, look at this!
He don't even know what binding is.
Let me tell you what binding is.
You know what kind of tailor you are?
You're the kind of tailor that thinks
you can mix unnatural fabrics with the natural!
***. All right, all right.
How can a man with hair like that be a tailor?
I gotta get into my coat.
There's no need to be nervous.
I don't want to go. They're gonna laugh at us.
They're not gonna laugh at us.
$750,000 advance would be a very expensive joke
for them to play.
They can put us in front of an orchestra,
but at the end of the day, they're still just gonna think
we're a couple of hillbillies.
Now... this is me.
Positively a work of art, Manny.
Damn, Jones, you got more rhinestones on
- than Liberace. - Hey, don't laugh.
- Wait till you see the jacket. - Oh, yeah.
Now, we got a plane to catch, now, Manuel.
- You can't rush an artist. - I love Las Vegas.
Dean Martin, Sammy Davis, all the really big stars.
Mm.
You think Ol' Blue Eyes will be in the audience?
- He could be there. - Really?
Old*
Manny, this is, uh, real nice.
I just...
... this is looking a little flappy, you know?
I need a nice streak.
You know what I mean?
- I'll go get the Black. - Okay.
Yeah, it's not... this is a little flappy here.
Hey.
- You look great, George. - Hmm.
- They're gonna laugh. - * 'em if they do.
- Hey, Manuel? - Yes?
You mind if I hit the head before we take off?
I don't want to stink up the Landmark.
- Pssh. - Be my guest.
- Hey, you're George Jones. - Unfortunately.
- Well, get in. - Thank you.
***
Oh, my.
We gotta get going.
- Where's George? - What you mean? He ain't here?
No, Peanutt, he's not here.
You were supposed to go get the suit, come straight back.
- Did you drink with him? - Uh, no. No.
Scout's honor.
- That's a peace sign. - Come on, let's go.
Honey, you're gonna miss your plane.
Can you call Paul?
Get George on the next flight out and...
yeah, I'll just...
- I'll go, make nice with the promoter. - Sugar, you all right?
Yeah. I don't know.
- I don't know. - All right, Richey,
you take George's ticket, you go with Tammy,
you take care of whatever she needs.
We got ya, Tammy.
Thank you.
- It's all good. - Come on.
You're good.
- Wow. - Las Vegas
Oh, my God. Mmm-mmm-mmm.
- Wow. - Yeah.
Well, that free buffet is a mile long,
but I am gonna eat me 4 pounds of shrimp.
We're in the middle of the desert.
What number do you use to dial out?
Probably a nine.
If you want to get sick, be my guest.
But I'm only eating shrimp
- that comes fresh out of the crick. - No, it's not nine.
There's a casino called the Mirage.
And mirage means water.
- Who you trying to call? - Home. I'm trying to...
- just make sure if Jones... - If you'll excuse the intrusion.
Miss Wynette.
- Oh. - Thank you.
Joe Delvecchio, entertainment director.
- Well, it's such a pleasure to meet you. - Oh, the pleasure's all mine.
Oh, I was hoping to welcome you properly,
but you seemed to get past me at check-in.
- Ah. - You got big arms.
You Italian?
Where's George Jones?
Oh, well, he came down with a little stomach bug,
but don't you worry.
We're filling him up to his eyeballs with Pepto,
and we're getting him on the next plane.
So he didn't get on the plane?
- It's a very quick flight. - Uh-huh.
Jan, can you get Tammy ready for the press conference
- while I talk particulars with Joe? - All right, that's a good idea.
- Can I... - Nice to see you.
So you're telling me we're getting half...
not even half of what we paid for.
Tammy Wynette is the biggest country...
Listen to me, you backwards ***
We're sold out.
So you let George Jones' wife know,
she better deliver because she's personally
on the hook for our losses.
Richey said to get you ready.
And that's what we're gonna do. Okay.
Wake up. Come on. Get up.
Come on, get on that plane, Jones.
Just take good deep breaths, okay?
- Good deep breaths. - Stop telling her to breathe.
She is already breathing.
After this is all over, we're gonna smoke a joint
and eat a lot of shrimp.
- Okay, sugar? - Mm-hmm.
So just keep your mind on that.
Ms. Wynette.
Ladies and gentlemen,
the Landmark Hotel and Casino
is proud to present the Las Vegas debut
of the First Lady of Country Music, Ms. Tammy Wynette.
You ever meet a first lady with no president?
Or listened to a jukebox all night long
But I see these are the things
That bring you pleasure
So I'm gonna make some changes in our home
Well, I heard it said
- If you can't beat 'em, join 'em - Where's George?
George ain't showing.
George don't even know where George is.
Clearly, you're good people.
And you good people paid too much money for me
not to be real with y'all, so...
I know I owe you that.
You came here to see George and Tammy.
But you only got Tammy.
Well, I'm gonna give you my best.
I hope you like it.
So I'm gonna sing this song.
I suppose you can guess who it's about.
Doing things that you don't understand
But if you love him
You'll forgive him
And if you love him
Thank you.
Thank you. Thank you very much.
I just love singing with y'all.
Let's have some fun now! Come on.
One, two, three, four.
Tammy?
Is he back?
- Just let me get a coat. - Okay.
- Winner, 22! - 22.
I got a nine, a queen, and a king.
- How are you gonna beat that? - 10 plus 10 plus 9 is 29.
Yeah? So what? You calling me stupid?
You wouldn't be the first musician
who can't count past four.
You snobby son of a *** I ought to whoop your ***
Let go of me!
You, come with me.
My name's on the damn sign outside!
I'm headlining this goddamn city!
Get... get off.
They got him in a room downstairs drying out.
Thank you for being here.
Your friendship means the world to Sheila and I.
- We'll always be here for ya. - Mm-hmm.
Uh, in my bathroom in the pink bag,
there's two pill bottles.
Can I have two of the blue pills
and then three of the green ones?
- Yeah. - Thanks.
That was three green ones, yeah?
- Yeah. Thanks. - There you go.
They loved you tonight.
They loved me because I sang about him.
- Good night. - Night.
Hey, um...
- ... can you stay and watch me sleep? - Yeah. Of course, hon.
Mm. Leave 'em.
The lights are putting on a show just for me.
- Isn't that nice of them? - Yeah.
- Hey. - Huh?
Think you can behave yourself now?
Let's go.
- You like your flowers? - None of these are from you.
- They sure are. - Mm-mm.
Those are from the Nevada State senator.
Those are from the label.
Those right there are from Mr. Sammy Davis Jr.
- That man's a talent. - Mm-hmm. Wait a minute.
- One of these are from me. - Which one, huh?
- Which one? - The roses.
- The roses? - Mm-hmm.
All right, these?
- Yeah. - Yeah.
The roses.
"Simply smashing. Your fan, Burt Reynolds."
Hmm.
You gotta do my hair first.
You do your own hair, you ***
I told you I didn't want to come.
- You promised me. - But you knew I didn't want to...
Are you listening to yourself?
I got seven kids at home counting on me.
I don't need an eighth.
I couldn't face it, standing out there
in some dumb monkey suit.
I got you the suit you wanted.
You're wearing it. I got it for you.
And look at you now,
rolling in here looking like hell.
This thing that's just ours,
it shouldn't be for everybody else.
When you're standing up there
with everybody's eyes crawling all over you,
don't you feel it
just eating away at everything that's true?
Mm-mm. No.
All I felt was alone.
You talk about how all those people out there are dangerous
and how all those people out there,
they're trying to cut us into pieces.
And if you believe that, and I know you do,
you leaving the way that... that you did...
... you fed me to them.
I just needed off the ride... for a minute.
You can't bear happiness.
Nobody wants me happy.
I do.
You look like hell.
If you want me to go out there with you,
I'm gonna need a few nips, okay?
I understand.
- I ruined my suit. - We'll figure it out.
Who is it?
It's, uh... it's Peanutt.
- I got something I wanna play for y'all. - No, it's not a good time.
I'll be right there.
- Hey. - Hey.
- I ain't disturbing anything, am I? - No.
- Oh, we're just fighting. - Yeah?
Well, if you fighting, it means you still talking.
It's a little rough, but...
I think you'll get the... the idea.
Um...
Something you said back home, George, really inspired me.
Okay.
We're gonna hold on
To each other
Some love lives
And some love don't
But we've got the kind
Of love we want
It brings us happiness
All through the day
And nothing can ever make it go away
We're gonna hold on
To each other
Time will tell
If we're right or wrong
We know we're right
By holding on
And the future is set
For you and me
Filled with love
The way we both want it to be
We're gonna hold on
To each other
We're gonna hold on
- I brought you something from home. - Hold on
To each other