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with a bunch of boys.

And one of the boys knew

the girl I was with...

...so they stopped the car,

and we were introduced.

And then the next night,

I went to a dance...

...and there he was.

He was singing with a string band.

He asked me to dance,

so I said I would.

And we'd dance a while,

and then he'd sing a while.

It was love at first sight, I guess.

He had a girl called Sis Roberts.

She was just crazy about him.

Her papa offered to set him up in a

grocery store to get him to marry her.

They say Sis took to her bed and cried

for a week when she heard I had him.

Bet she's still crying too.

I was just telling the baby

about how we met.

She loves to hear about it.

I like to hear about it too.

And here's the dance posters.

Kind of good-looking there, ain't I?

Margaret Rose, come look.

Isn't that something?

Hey, Georgette...

...remember that?

Why, sure.

Why, that looks as good as it did

when you had it back in Lovelady.

Henry, she wants to know if you'd play

and sing something for her.

- Sure, I will.

- See?

Okay, now, everybody sit down.

- Well, how'd you like that?

- Just fine.

- How'd you like it?

- Oh, just fine.

Henry, Margaret Rose and I

have been talking it over...

...and I've decided I'm gonna get

a job at a drive-in here...

...and help you get the money

to go to California.

- No, I don't think so.

- But I want to.

I don't think so, Georgette.

Henry, I want to do it.

After all, it'd help us too if you went

to Hollywood and was a big success.

- Wouldn't it, honey?

- Yes, ma'am.

Okay.

And I appreciate that.

And I'm gonna be a success.

You'll see. People are gonna hear

about Henry Thomas.

I know that. I knew that

the first time I heard you sing.

Honey...

...this is a song I wrote

for you and your mama.

This is the song that's

gonna make me famous.

Someday, after it's recorded

and I'm rich...

...maybe I'll be a big movie star

like Elvis Presley...

...and you, me and your mama,

we're gonna live in Hollywood...

...and we're gonna go to all

the opening of my pictures...

...in a big white Cadillac car.

We're not gonna

have a care in this world.

Just writing songs

and singing songs...

...and making moving pictures.

Mama's crying.

Hush, Margaret Rose. I'm happy.

I'm just crying because I'm so happy.

Why are you so happy?

Oh, well, because everybody's

been so good to us...

...and your daddy's home.

Henry, what's the matter?

I dreamt I was back in the pen.

They told me I could leave...

...but I'd have to let myself out.

Every time I got that door

halfway open...

...it'd slam shut in my face.

Them guards...

...all laughing at me...

...and I was cursing back at them.

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