بخش 08

What are we gonna do now, Cash?

You’re gonna go home.

But the band… Don’t you get it?

You’re fired!

You know what? You used to be a lot more fun to be around.

Oh, now, come on. Where are you going?

Hey!

Oh, yeah? Fine! We don’t need you, either. Right, boys?

Sorry, Cash. It just ain’t no fun anymore.

Why does it always rain when things go wrong?

I don’t know, Floyd.

Happy now?

Copper, I’m sorry. I just wanted to…

You ruined everything!

Copper!

Attaboy.

Let’s get outta here.

Oh, Tod. There, there, now.

Oh! Oh!

Copper?

Dixie?

What are you doing here?

I just thought you should know that blowing your cover was my idea.

Not Tod’s.

I guess I just lost sight of what’s really important.

And, darling, I’m awful sorry.

He never wanted to hurt you.

He just wanted you to be his friend again.

Well, that’s what I came to say.

Copper?

Hi. Hi.

Are we still friends? I don’t know. Aren’t you all mad?

Well, I’ve been thinking, I’ve been kind of a cabbage head.

If that ain’t right, grits ain’t groceries.

Well, anyway, I sure am sorry.

Yeah, and I’m sorry too.

Hey! I just got a great idea. Hang on.

Got something for you.

Thanks, but I didn’t get you anything.

No, no. It belongs to the talent scout. I figure you could use it to find him.

You know, if you still want that audition.

How? You’re a real hunting dog, aren’t you?

And this here hat is his address.

Yeah, that’s it. Get a good whiff.

OK, you get the scout, and I’ll go get the band.

Lyle, you fool. There’s your problem.

The doohickey is coming out of the whatchamacallit and leaking all over the hoozanozzle.

Cash! Cash!

Dixie’s in trouble! What’s happened?

What’s wrong?

Sit!

Where is she? Follow me.

All right, that’ll do it. All right, fellas. We are off to…

Uh…

fellas?

Waylon? Cash?

Anybody?

Huh?

Doh!

Huh? Huh?

Well, where is she? Uh…

Um…

Huh?

Thataway!

Come on, everyone! Follow me!