Tell Me a Story (2018–…): Season 2, Episode 1 - Episode #2.1 - full transcript
You weren't there this morning.
I was up late.
Get over here.
Were you writing?
Ah, stop.
I got two chapters done.
That's what I like to hear.
Mm-hmm.
Hey. Mm-hmm.
Can you make it to
Ashley's party tonight?
Ugh, I can't.
I have to be at the lake.
I have a deadline. Mm. Okay.
Do you have court today?
Nope.
Two briefings and a deposition.
Ooh.
So that means we have time
to go back to your place then.
Mm.
Mm. Mm.
Hang on, hang on.
This is Maddie.
Jackson?
I can't hear you. What?
Pruitt.
I really appreciate it.
No worries.
We didn't bother
with the charges.
Marty, I owe you big.
Ah, I may have to hit you up
for tickets one day.
My little girls,
they love your sister.
Done.
You've gone above and beyond
and I cannot thank you enough.
And I know that
Jackson thanks you, too.
I understand. We all got
that one family member.Yeah.
Did you hurt anyone?
No. I pretty much
got the short end
of the night.
I'm out of favors, Jackson.
Next time you go honky-tonkin',
try Kentucky.
Welcome, everybody,
to the Ashley Rose album debut,
coming to you live tonight!
Hi.Nice to meet you, too.
Hey.
Jackson.
Where you been?
What is Terry doing here?
Uh, have you talked to your mom?
No.
You should talk to your mom.
What's going on?
Why is Terry here?
He's playing lead guitar.
I'm here now.
Yeah, I can see that.
But you're two rehearsals
and a sound check too late.
You can't fire me.
It's not your call.
Actually, it is.
Does Ashley know?
She understands
what tough love is.
And until you get
your shit together,
Terry's playing lead guitar.
What am I supposed to do?
Mm. There's an open bar;
I'm sure you'll figure it out.
Hi. Thank you.
Can I get you,
uh, another drink?
Uh, not for me. Um, one second.
You look amazing.
Maddie!
I'm freaking out.
I'm on overload.
Well, you look fucking awesome.
Mom fired Jackson.
Well, we knew that was coming.
I want to fire her.
She didn't even ask me first,
she just did it.
Are you serious?
I can't take any more
of her controlling,
bulldozing crap.
I'm 25 fucking years old.
When is it gonna stop?
You're her child.
She'll always see you as that.Yeah.
Then she shouldn't be
my manager.
Ash,
we need to go.
I love you. I love you.
I'll see you later. Bye. Go, go, go.
So here we are,
celebrating the first single
from the upcoming
debut album, Thorns,
from Ashley Rose.
So, tell us,
what's going through
your mind right now?
Um, just how incredibly
grateful I am.
Tell the audience how
this big night came to be.
How did you get here?
Well, I grew up singing
anywhere I could.
At the church choir,
fairs, rodeo.
And then YouTube.
It snowballed after that.Yeah.
At lightning speed.
You're unstoppable.
Stop.
You're gonna curse me.
Here's Ashley Rose
performing the first single
from her debut album.
We love you, Ashley!
Ashley, I love you!
Ashley!
Hi.
Miss Rose,
we have your car waiting.
Thank you. Can I get my car?
See you at home.
Bye.
Ashley!
Let go of me!
Help me. Please help me!
Help me!
No!
In entertainment news,
country star Ashley Rose
will be released today
from Central Nashville
Medical Hospital,
where she's been recovering
from injuries sustained
in a car bombing
three months ago.
No arrests have been made
and the investigation
is ongoing.
Reporter Charlotte Davis
is live outside the hospital
with more on this story.
Charlotte?
Fans have been gathering
for hours,
in hopes to see Ashley Rose
as she's released today.
Fans and family both frustrated
with local police,
but Ashley's mother
recently released a statement
that the family still trusts
that local law enforcement
will find the culprit
and bring him to justice.
Other artists are stepping in
to show their support
by way of social media...
Why didn't you just knock?
I didn't want to interrupt...
in case you had lady company.
"Lady company."
Yeah.
It's when a man spends
time with a woman.
You should try it.
Maybe I'll get some
grandkids before I'm 80.
Don't hold your breath, old man.
Good.
Doing your homework.
It's on every channel,
I can't escape it.
With the perp still at large...
I think what you meant
to say was, "Thanks, Dad",
"for getting me this job...
while I'm unemployed."
Administrative leave.
You did the right thing.
As soon as Nashville PD
finishes their report,
they'll see it that way, too.
You'll be reinstated,
don't you worry.
Let's go.
Morning.
Oh... Here you go.
Thank you.
Ah, did you sleep any?
Some. Not really.
Did you call Dr. Amed?
You're gonna be late for court.
You said you'd call.
You need pills.
I have pills. They don't work.
They just fuck up my head
and make me buy things
off of Amazon.
What time is Ashley
being released?
Late morning.
I'm gonna head over there
before work.
Did you want to come? No, I can't.
I got to write. I'm four weeks
behind on my deadline.
It's a waste of time.
You're marrying a crazy writer.
Remember?: Yeah.
Jesus.
Where are you going so fancy?
I got somewhere to be.
I think Dane knows.
Who's Dane?
My husband.
Oh.
What makes you think he knows?
I can sense it.
And he asked me
who I was fucking.
Maybe you should stop
coming over.
Really?
That's your response?
What do you want me to say?
Something else.
You shouldn't be cheating.
It's wrong.
Because flights
are too expensive right now,
and I just can't get the time
off work.
Well, tell Dad
I said happy birthday.
I'll make it up to him.
No, this was the right decision.
I'm loving it here, really. I...
Okay, Mom, look, I've got to go.
I love you. Bye.
Hey.
Guys got any news?
I'm here to see Ashley.
Could you tell us anything
about her condition?
Ashley?
Ashley?
Ashley, Dr. Lopes is here.
Big day.
How you feeling?
Scared. Anxious.
Understandable. It's okay.
You feel whatever
you need to feel.
Let me take a look
at your skin grafts.
Wear your mask and
compression sleeves
as much as you can. It'll help
to stretch the scar tissue.
Okay?
Hey, you got this.
What about singing?
Well, Ashley's airway
and vocal cords
were severely damaged,
so it's hard to say yet.
Thank you.
And keep your appointment
with Dr. Johnson.
It's important you have
someone to talk to.
You're gonna feel
a lot of emotions
over the next few months.
Thank you, Doctor.
Thank you so much.
Okay.
Car's outside.
Ashley, this is Ken Morris.
I-I told you about him.
He runs the security firm
that the label hired for you.
So, how does this work?
You have a team of three.
At least one person will
be with you all the time.
And how is it outside?
Lot of fans and news outlets.
Could the person
who did this be out there?
Don't worry.
We're gonna keep you safe.
This is Beau, ma'am.
He's part of my team.
And your son.
The police officer, right?
Yes, ma'am. Nice to meet you.
I'm ready.
Hi.Ma'am.
Hold.
Hey, asshole, that's mine.
What do you think you're doing?
I'm a doctor.
I work here.
No, you're not. This is fake.
How'd you get in here?
I'm a fan.
I just wanted a photo.
Jesus.
Get out of here.
Go!
It's all clear.
Keep it moving.
It's a zoo out front.
We can't go out there.
Step back. Step back.
Move.
Move out of the way.
It's not Ashley.
- Where is she?
- Ashley!
She's still inside.
Nice work.
There she is.
What's your name?
Beau, ma'am.
Thank you, Beau.
How's the security team?
Oh, they're fine.
Thank you so much, Damien.
Oh, no, we're happy to do it.
They can stay as
long as you need.
Anything for our girl.
Mm. How is she?
Well, she's been
through an ordeal.
How does she look?
Damien.
What? I know it's a
terrible question,
completely inappropriate,
but here's another one.
Can she sing?
Do we know the full extent of
the damage done to her voice?
The doctors are confident
that she will make
a full recovery.
Did they say that, or is
that wishful thinking?
Damien, she just got home.
Can we table this
for another time?
It's not me, Rebecca, okay?
It's the label.
They want a realistic
idea of what to expect.
Another time, please.
Jeff, this my son, Beau.
He'll be working with
us the next few weeks. Nice to meet you.
I oversaw the installation
of this security system.
It has all the latest features:
Motion sensors, panning
and tilting cameras,
laminated glass
on all the windows, you name it.
I'm gonna make
a perimeter sweep.
We got paps out there.
Copy that.
Is your feed blowing up?
Everyone wants to know
what I look like.
They're voting how
bad my face is.
Deadpoolguy
is inching out Exorcistgirl.
Great. Have you heard anything more
from the police?
They're investigating,
which means they're clueless. Well,
look, now you have
three massive bodyguards
to protect you, okay?
And me.
It's gonna be okay, Ash.
How bad is it?
27% of my body.
Well, I mean,
did the doctors talk to you
about cosmetic surgery options?
My skin grafts are healing.
They told me to manage my
expectations about that,
which never sounds good.
Well, listen,
whatever you need, okay?
I'm serious.
You want to, like, hit me
or scream at someone,
I'm here for you.
Okay?
Who are all these people?
From the label, mostly.
Ashley's first day home,
and they decided to stop by.
Where is she?
Hiding in her room.
Are you okay?
What happens to Ashley
if she can't sing?
Can the label drop her?
I don't think we need to be
worried about that right now.
But you handled her
contract. What happens?
If she can't render services,
which is outlined as two albums
and coinciding tours,
then, yes,
they can terminate at will.
Now's not the time
for that, Mom.
Hi. Hey.
Hi.
Hi.
You're alive.
How is she?
I was just gonna head up.
Yeah.
Hi, Mom.Jackson. I wasn't
expecting you to stop by.
Why wouldn't I?
Well, you never came
to the hospital.
Sure I did.
Just not when you were there.
Your flowers are half dead... you
need to put them in some water.
I, uh...
I've been, uh, playing in a band
around town.
And they're... decent.
Getting some buzz.
Good for you.
Yeah. And I'm sober. Really?
You going to meetings?
How many days you got?
Your sister's upstairs.
Hey.
Hey.
Hey.
How's the patient?
She is a sad country song,
but I'm working on her.
All right, I'm gonna go get
something to eat.
Bring you back a plate? Yeah.
Hey, sis.
Hi.
Okay,
that's not so bad.
It's like a female
Phantom of the Opera.
There's definitely
a, uh, touring company
in your future. We're not making
jokes yet.
You got it.
How do you feel?
Okay...
to awful...
to nothing.
Who's downstairs?
Uh, well, let's see,
there's, uh, Mom and Damien,
your entire record label,
some publicists,
a few random extras
from central casting.
Can you get rid of them?
Ah, no, everybody...
everybody...
wants to see you.Yeah.
I think they care about you.
They just want to know
if I can sing.
Yeah,
probably.
Can you?
I don't know.
I haven't tried yet.
My throat still feels... raw.
Well, don't let them push you.
Okay?
You take your time.
I'm so glad you're alive, Ash.
Me, too.
Hey there.
What's your name?
"Reba."
Aren't you sweet.
Yeah. Yeah.
Ah.
Hello?
Hello?
Reba, was that you?
Come here, silly.
Come here.
Hey, Drew.
Bourbon, rocks.
Hi there.
Hi.
I'm sorry, what did you say?
Hi? Hi.
Hi.
Hello. How you doing?
I'm not really here
to meet people.
Yeah, I typically go
to a crowded bar
when I feel like
being alone, too.
I didn't say I wanted
to be alone.
Are you here for the band?
Because that guitar player
was awesome,
wasn't he?
Hot.
I didn't really notice.
I mean, he had mad skills,
like Hendrix or something;
You didn't notice that?
I'm not really into
Jimi Hendrix.
Get out. Out!
Right now, just go.
Okay.
Wait, wait, wait.
Who do you like?
Chet Atkins? Buddy Holly?
Keith Urban?
Brad Paisley? Slash? Who?
B.B. King.
"The Thrill is Gone."
I love B.B. King.
Come on, I'm harmless.
I doubt that.
I'm Jackson.
Simone.
Hmm.
We've been having
some trouble with
the door sensor
in the master upstairs.
Want to take a look?
You got it, Pops.
Let's keep it to "Ken"
while we're working.
Yes, sir. Copy that.
Come in.
I just need to check
one of your doors, ma'am.
Sure.
You can drop all that
"ma'am" stuff.
I feel like my mother
is standing behind me.
Of course, ma'am.
Sorry. Ashley.
I'm in the master now.
It's Beau, right?
That's right.
Like, um, B-O?
Uh... E-A-U.
My-my mom was French.
I almost ended up as a Pierre.
You know, Beau means
"beautiful."
I went through a whole
Francophile phase
in high school.
Ate macarons, quoted Les Miz,
wore a ton of ugly scarves.
It's not something I'm proud of.
Have you always worked
in security?
I'm actually a police officer
with the Nashville PD.
Um, currently on leave.
Why on leave?
It's a long story.
Tell me the short version.
Another time?
Well, I...
think that did the trick.
Here.
Here, let me get that. No, I got it.
Hm.
Um, thank you.
It's no problem.
Where do you want me
to put this?
In the closet.
Good night.
Good night.
So, you're new
to Nashville? I never said that.
Oh, so, you grew up here?
I didn't say that, either.
Well, you haven't said anything.
Does it matter?
You won't remember a word I say.
Are you implying that I'm drunk?
It's indisputable fact.
I mean...
Why did you come out tonight?
I don't know.
I wanted some air.
I needed to breathe,
so I just started walking.
Oh, so you live
in the neighborhood? And I heard
the music, and I wandered in.
I just... I wanted a drink.
And now you've had three.
No, I've had two.
I don't know
how many you've had.
Almost midnight.
Wait, wait, wait.
You gonna turn into a pumpkin?
It was nice to meet you,
Jackson.
Wait.
Whoa, whoa. No, no. Don't
leave just yet. Hold on.
I'll walk you. I'll walk you.
I don't think walking's
gonna happen for you.
Well, then, I'll drive you.
It was nice to meet you,
Jackson. Please don't drive.
Can I have your phone number?
I don't think so. Why not?
I just don't...
Piece of shit! Hey!
You stay away from my wife!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa. Easy.
Back off. He's fucking my wife.
I heard you. Now go.
You have my gun.
No... Go get it.
You don't want nothing
to do with this guy.
He's dirt.
You all right? Come on. Yup.
Get up...
Where's your keys?
Ah.
Where's your car?
Oh.All right.
Come on.
Honestly, I'm
just more concerned
about the trauma of it all.
I mean, she has not begun
to deal with what's
happened to her at all.
She's still in shock.
That shit takes time.
Yeah. Yeah, it does.
Hey, Tuck? Mm-hmm?
Are you having cold feet
about the wedding?
No.
Of course not.
'Cause something's wrong.
We're not connecting
the way we used to.
Do you feel that?
Honey,
relationships are an ocean.
Right? The waves
go up and down... Oh, my God.
Wow. Deflection by way
of bad analogy.
That's cool.
I'm being serious.
What's going on?
Just talk to me.
Talk to me.
No.
Look at me. Look at me.
I cannot wait to marry you.
I love you so much.
So much.
Come here.
Mmm.
Just kiss me. Kiss me first.
Oh, come here.
Is something wrong?
Fuck.
I'm sorry.
I don't know what's...
I don't know what's going on.
Things will get better,
I promise. I...
Okay.Please.
Okay.
Okay, O...
You're very nice.
And you're very drunk.
And bleeding.
It happens.
Yeah? Does this kind of thing
happen a lot to you?
Uh...
Define "a lot."
Why can't I have your number?
Why do you want my number?
Ooh...
Because...
I made you smile
11 times tonight.
Twelve.
And...
I don't make a lot of
people smile these days.
I think I'm on to something.
Thirteen.
Wait, wait, wait, quick.
Smile again, quick.
Come on.
Yeah. Good.
I don't need any more bad luck.
Yeah. No.
No, don't go.
I'm sorry, Jackson,
but you're the last thing
in the world I need right now.
Good night.
Ashley?
Ms. Rose?
What are you doing? I knocked...
Um, I'm sorry. Are you watching me?
No.What the fuck are you doing?
I didn't know
you were bathroom. Get out!
I'm sorry. Get the fuck out of here!
Get out!
Leave! Sorry.
Get out! Get out!
No news when the delayed album
will be released,
so for now, a little tease
from the YouTube sensation.
Here's Ashley Rose unplugged.
Hey, guys, I'm working on
this song for my new album.
Let me know what you think.
I was up late.
Get over here.
Were you writing?
Ah, stop.
I got two chapters done.
That's what I like to hear.
Mm-hmm.
Hey. Mm-hmm.
Can you make it to
Ashley's party tonight?
Ugh, I can't.
I have to be at the lake.
I have a deadline. Mm. Okay.
Do you have court today?
Nope.
Two briefings and a deposition.
Ooh.
So that means we have time
to go back to your place then.
Mm.
Mm. Mm.
Hang on, hang on.
This is Maddie.
Jackson?
I can't hear you. What?
Pruitt.
I really appreciate it.
No worries.
We didn't bother
with the charges.
Marty, I owe you big.
Ah, I may have to hit you up
for tickets one day.
My little girls,
they love your sister.
Done.
You've gone above and beyond
and I cannot thank you enough.
And I know that
Jackson thanks you, too.
I understand. We all got
that one family member.Yeah.
Did you hurt anyone?
No. I pretty much
got the short end
of the night.
I'm out of favors, Jackson.
Next time you go honky-tonkin',
try Kentucky.
Welcome, everybody,
to the Ashley Rose album debut,
coming to you live tonight!
Hi.Nice to meet you, too.
Hey.
Jackson.
Where you been?
What is Terry doing here?
Uh, have you talked to your mom?
No.
You should talk to your mom.
What's going on?
Why is Terry here?
He's playing lead guitar.
I'm here now.
Yeah, I can see that.
But you're two rehearsals
and a sound check too late.
You can't fire me.
It's not your call.
Actually, it is.
Does Ashley know?
She understands
what tough love is.
And until you get
your shit together,
Terry's playing lead guitar.
What am I supposed to do?
Mm. There's an open bar;
I'm sure you'll figure it out.
Hi. Thank you.
Can I get you,
uh, another drink?
Uh, not for me. Um, one second.
You look amazing.
Maddie!
I'm freaking out.
I'm on overload.
Well, you look fucking awesome.
Mom fired Jackson.
Well, we knew that was coming.
I want to fire her.
She didn't even ask me first,
she just did it.
Are you serious?
I can't take any more
of her controlling,
bulldozing crap.
I'm 25 fucking years old.
When is it gonna stop?
You're her child.
She'll always see you as that.Yeah.
Then she shouldn't be
my manager.
Ash,
we need to go.
I love you. I love you.
I'll see you later. Bye. Go, go, go.
So here we are,
celebrating the first single
from the upcoming
debut album, Thorns,
from Ashley Rose.
So, tell us,
what's going through
your mind right now?
Um, just how incredibly
grateful I am.
Tell the audience how
this big night came to be.
How did you get here?
Well, I grew up singing
anywhere I could.
At the church choir,
fairs, rodeo.
And then YouTube.
It snowballed after that.Yeah.
At lightning speed.
You're unstoppable.
Stop.
You're gonna curse me.
Here's Ashley Rose
performing the first single
from her debut album.
We love you, Ashley!
Ashley, I love you!
Ashley!
Hi.
Miss Rose,
we have your car waiting.
Thank you. Can I get my car?
See you at home.
Bye.
Ashley!
Let go of me!
Help me. Please help me!
Help me!
No!
In entertainment news,
country star Ashley Rose
will be released today
from Central Nashville
Medical Hospital,
where she's been recovering
from injuries sustained
in a car bombing
three months ago.
No arrests have been made
and the investigation
is ongoing.
Reporter Charlotte Davis
is live outside the hospital
with more on this story.
Charlotte?
Fans have been gathering
for hours,
in hopes to see Ashley Rose
as she's released today.
Fans and family both frustrated
with local police,
but Ashley's mother
recently released a statement
that the family still trusts
that local law enforcement
will find the culprit
and bring him to justice.
Other artists are stepping in
to show their support
by way of social media...
Why didn't you just knock?
I didn't want to interrupt...
in case you had lady company.
"Lady company."
Yeah.
It's when a man spends
time with a woman.
You should try it.
Maybe I'll get some
grandkids before I'm 80.
Don't hold your breath, old man.
Good.
Doing your homework.
It's on every channel,
I can't escape it.
With the perp still at large...
I think what you meant
to say was, "Thanks, Dad",
"for getting me this job...
while I'm unemployed."
Administrative leave.
You did the right thing.
As soon as Nashville PD
finishes their report,
they'll see it that way, too.
You'll be reinstated,
don't you worry.
Let's go.
Morning.
Oh... Here you go.
Thank you.
Ah, did you sleep any?
Some. Not really.
Did you call Dr. Amed?
You're gonna be late for court.
You said you'd call.
You need pills.
I have pills. They don't work.
They just fuck up my head
and make me buy things
off of Amazon.
What time is Ashley
being released?
Late morning.
I'm gonna head over there
before work.
Did you want to come? No, I can't.
I got to write. I'm four weeks
behind on my deadline.
It's a waste of time.
You're marrying a crazy writer.
Remember?: Yeah.
Jesus.
Where are you going so fancy?
I got somewhere to be.
I think Dane knows.
Who's Dane?
My husband.
Oh.
What makes you think he knows?
I can sense it.
And he asked me
who I was fucking.
Maybe you should stop
coming over.
Really?
That's your response?
What do you want me to say?
Something else.
You shouldn't be cheating.
It's wrong.
Because flights
are too expensive right now,
and I just can't get the time
off work.
Well, tell Dad
I said happy birthday.
I'll make it up to him.
No, this was the right decision.
I'm loving it here, really. I...
Okay, Mom, look, I've got to go.
I love you. Bye.
Hey.
Guys got any news?
I'm here to see Ashley.
Could you tell us anything
about her condition?
Ashley?
Ashley?
Ashley, Dr. Lopes is here.
Big day.
How you feeling?
Scared. Anxious.
Understandable. It's okay.
You feel whatever
you need to feel.
Let me take a look
at your skin grafts.
Wear your mask and
compression sleeves
as much as you can. It'll help
to stretch the scar tissue.
Okay?
Hey, you got this.
What about singing?
Well, Ashley's airway
and vocal cords
were severely damaged,
so it's hard to say yet.
Thank you.
And keep your appointment
with Dr. Johnson.
It's important you have
someone to talk to.
You're gonna feel
a lot of emotions
over the next few months.
Thank you, Doctor.
Thank you so much.
Okay.
Car's outside.
Ashley, this is Ken Morris.
I-I told you about him.
He runs the security firm
that the label hired for you.
So, how does this work?
You have a team of three.
At least one person will
be with you all the time.
And how is it outside?
Lot of fans and news outlets.
Could the person
who did this be out there?
Don't worry.
We're gonna keep you safe.
This is Beau, ma'am.
He's part of my team.
And your son.
The police officer, right?
Yes, ma'am. Nice to meet you.
I'm ready.
Hi.Ma'am.
Hold.
Hey, asshole, that's mine.
What do you think you're doing?
I'm a doctor.
I work here.
No, you're not. This is fake.
How'd you get in here?
I'm a fan.
I just wanted a photo.
Jesus.
Get out of here.
Go!
It's all clear.
Keep it moving.
It's a zoo out front.
We can't go out there.
Step back. Step back.
Move.
Move out of the way.
It's not Ashley.
- Where is she?
- Ashley!
She's still inside.
Nice work.
There she is.
What's your name?
Beau, ma'am.
Thank you, Beau.
How's the security team?
Oh, they're fine.
Thank you so much, Damien.
Oh, no, we're happy to do it.
They can stay as
long as you need.
Anything for our girl.
Mm. How is she?
Well, she's been
through an ordeal.
How does she look?
Damien.
What? I know it's a
terrible question,
completely inappropriate,
but here's another one.
Can she sing?
Do we know the full extent of
the damage done to her voice?
The doctors are confident
that she will make
a full recovery.
Did they say that, or is
that wishful thinking?
Damien, she just got home.
Can we table this
for another time?
It's not me, Rebecca, okay?
It's the label.
They want a realistic
idea of what to expect.
Another time, please.
Jeff, this my son, Beau.
He'll be working with
us the next few weeks. Nice to meet you.
I oversaw the installation
of this security system.
It has all the latest features:
Motion sensors, panning
and tilting cameras,
laminated glass
on all the windows, you name it.
I'm gonna make
a perimeter sweep.
We got paps out there.
Copy that.
Is your feed blowing up?
Everyone wants to know
what I look like.
They're voting how
bad my face is.
Deadpoolguy
is inching out Exorcistgirl.
Great. Have you heard anything more
from the police?
They're investigating,
which means they're clueless. Well,
look, now you have
three massive bodyguards
to protect you, okay?
And me.
It's gonna be okay, Ash.
How bad is it?
27% of my body.
Well, I mean,
did the doctors talk to you
about cosmetic surgery options?
My skin grafts are healing.
They told me to manage my
expectations about that,
which never sounds good.
Well, listen,
whatever you need, okay?
I'm serious.
You want to, like, hit me
or scream at someone,
I'm here for you.
Okay?
Who are all these people?
From the label, mostly.
Ashley's first day home,
and they decided to stop by.
Where is she?
Hiding in her room.
Are you okay?
What happens to Ashley
if she can't sing?
Can the label drop her?
I don't think we need to be
worried about that right now.
But you handled her
contract. What happens?
If she can't render services,
which is outlined as two albums
and coinciding tours,
then, yes,
they can terminate at will.
Now's not the time
for that, Mom.
Hi. Hey.
Hi.
Hi.
You're alive.
How is she?
I was just gonna head up.
Yeah.
Hi, Mom.Jackson. I wasn't
expecting you to stop by.
Why wouldn't I?
Well, you never came
to the hospital.
Sure I did.
Just not when you were there.
Your flowers are half dead... you
need to put them in some water.
I, uh...
I've been, uh, playing in a band
around town.
And they're... decent.
Getting some buzz.
Good for you.
Yeah. And I'm sober. Really?
You going to meetings?
How many days you got?
Your sister's upstairs.
Hey.
Hey.
Hey.
How's the patient?
She is a sad country song,
but I'm working on her.
All right, I'm gonna go get
something to eat.
Bring you back a plate? Yeah.
Hey, sis.
Hi.
Okay,
that's not so bad.
It's like a female
Phantom of the Opera.
There's definitely
a, uh, touring company
in your future. We're not making
jokes yet.
You got it.
How do you feel?
Okay...
to awful...
to nothing.
Who's downstairs?
Uh, well, let's see,
there's, uh, Mom and Damien,
your entire record label,
some publicists,
a few random extras
from central casting.
Can you get rid of them?
Ah, no, everybody...
everybody...
wants to see you.Yeah.
I think they care about you.
They just want to know
if I can sing.
Yeah,
probably.
Can you?
I don't know.
I haven't tried yet.
My throat still feels... raw.
Well, don't let them push you.
Okay?
You take your time.
I'm so glad you're alive, Ash.
Me, too.
Hey there.
What's your name?
"Reba."
Aren't you sweet.
Yeah. Yeah.
Ah.
Hello?
Hello?
Reba, was that you?
Come here, silly.
Come here.
Hey, Drew.
Bourbon, rocks.
Hi there.
Hi.
I'm sorry, what did you say?
Hi? Hi.
Hi.
Hello. How you doing?
I'm not really here
to meet people.
Yeah, I typically go
to a crowded bar
when I feel like
being alone, too.
I didn't say I wanted
to be alone.
Are you here for the band?
Because that guitar player
was awesome,
wasn't he?
Hot.
I didn't really notice.
I mean, he had mad skills,
like Hendrix or something;
You didn't notice that?
I'm not really into
Jimi Hendrix.
Get out. Out!
Right now, just go.
Okay.
Wait, wait, wait.
Who do you like?
Chet Atkins? Buddy Holly?
Keith Urban?
Brad Paisley? Slash? Who?
B.B. King.
"The Thrill is Gone."
I love B.B. King.
Come on, I'm harmless.
I doubt that.
I'm Jackson.
Simone.
Hmm.
We've been having
some trouble with
the door sensor
in the master upstairs.
Want to take a look?
You got it, Pops.
Let's keep it to "Ken"
while we're working.
Yes, sir. Copy that.
Come in.
I just need to check
one of your doors, ma'am.
Sure.
You can drop all that
"ma'am" stuff.
I feel like my mother
is standing behind me.
Of course, ma'am.
Sorry. Ashley.
I'm in the master now.
It's Beau, right?
That's right.
Like, um, B-O?
Uh... E-A-U.
My-my mom was French.
I almost ended up as a Pierre.
You know, Beau means
"beautiful."
I went through a whole
Francophile phase
in high school.
Ate macarons, quoted Les Miz,
wore a ton of ugly scarves.
It's not something I'm proud of.
Have you always worked
in security?
I'm actually a police officer
with the Nashville PD.
Um, currently on leave.
Why on leave?
It's a long story.
Tell me the short version.
Another time?
Well, I...
think that did the trick.
Here.
Here, let me get that. No, I got it.
Hm.
Um, thank you.
It's no problem.
Where do you want me
to put this?
In the closet.
Good night.
Good night.
So, you're new
to Nashville? I never said that.
Oh, so, you grew up here?
I didn't say that, either.
Well, you haven't said anything.
Does it matter?
You won't remember a word I say.
Are you implying that I'm drunk?
It's indisputable fact.
I mean...
Why did you come out tonight?
I don't know.
I wanted some air.
I needed to breathe,
so I just started walking.
Oh, so you live
in the neighborhood? And I heard
the music, and I wandered in.
I just... I wanted a drink.
And now you've had three.
No, I've had two.
I don't know
how many you've had.
Almost midnight.
Wait, wait, wait.
You gonna turn into a pumpkin?
It was nice to meet you,
Jackson.
Wait.
Whoa, whoa. No, no. Don't
leave just yet. Hold on.
I'll walk you. I'll walk you.
I don't think walking's
gonna happen for you.
Well, then, I'll drive you.
It was nice to meet you,
Jackson. Please don't drive.
Can I have your phone number?
I don't think so. Why not?
I just don't...
Piece of shit! Hey!
You stay away from my wife!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa. Easy.
Back off. He's fucking my wife.
I heard you. Now go.
You have my gun.
No... Go get it.
You don't want nothing
to do with this guy.
He's dirt.
You all right? Come on. Yup.
Get up...
Where's your keys?
Ah.
Where's your car?
Oh.All right.
Come on.
Honestly, I'm
just more concerned
about the trauma of it all.
I mean, she has not begun
to deal with what's
happened to her at all.
She's still in shock.
That shit takes time.
Yeah. Yeah, it does.
Hey, Tuck? Mm-hmm?
Are you having cold feet
about the wedding?
No.
Of course not.
'Cause something's wrong.
We're not connecting
the way we used to.
Do you feel that?
Honey,
relationships are an ocean.
Right? The waves
go up and down... Oh, my God.
Wow. Deflection by way
of bad analogy.
That's cool.
I'm being serious.
What's going on?
Just talk to me.
Talk to me.
No.
Look at me. Look at me.
I cannot wait to marry you.
I love you so much.
So much.
Come here.
Mmm.
Just kiss me. Kiss me first.
Oh, come here.
Is something wrong?
Fuck.
I'm sorry.
I don't know what's...
I don't know what's going on.
Things will get better,
I promise. I...
Okay.Please.
Okay.
Okay, O...
You're very nice.
And you're very drunk.
And bleeding.
It happens.
Yeah? Does this kind of thing
happen a lot to you?
Uh...
Define "a lot."
Why can't I have your number?
Why do you want my number?
Ooh...
Because...
I made you smile
11 times tonight.
Twelve.
And...
I don't make a lot of
people smile these days.
I think I'm on to something.
Thirteen.
Wait, wait, wait, quick.
Smile again, quick.
Come on.
Yeah. Good.
I don't need any more bad luck.
Yeah. No.
No, don't go.
I'm sorry, Jackson,
but you're the last thing
in the world I need right now.
Good night.
Ashley?
Ms. Rose?
What are you doing? I knocked...
Um, I'm sorry. Are you watching me?
No.What the fuck are you doing?
I didn't know
you were bathroom. Get out!
I'm sorry. Get the fuck out of here!
Get out!
Leave! Sorry.
Get out! Get out!
No news when the delayed album
will be released,
so for now, a little tease
from the YouTube sensation.
Here's Ashley Rose unplugged.
Hey, guys, I'm working on
this song for my new album.
Let me know what you think.