The Dust Storm

Synopsis: On a business trip to Nashville, Brennan finds himself reunited with the "Girl" who had previously broken his heart. Now, for one weekend in the city's music scene, a past and present romance will be reborn and challenged.
96 min


Smelling your pillow

Been drinkin' some wine

I'm thinking about you

All of the time

I'll admit that I miss you

If you admit it was wrong

To go back to the city

And leave me a song

- You write the songs,

the ones you sing?

- Yes, sir.

- I know you, your kind.

You get swallowed up.

You got the six o'clock slot.

Be off the stage by 6:30.

There's no pay,

but you can drink what you

can drink from the bar.

What's the last

song of your set?

- Um, Nora.

The song is called Nora.

- Good.

When I hear it I'll

know it's almost over.

How can I miss

the cigarette lips

I am buried in the ashes

I am buried in this

Who, who?

Oh, so

Come around

Silence can't stop her

Your love won't fade

And I can't go on

No, I can't go on, not a day

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh oh

- Been nursing that drink?

- Yeah.

- Screwdriver?

- Excuse me?

- Your drink, is it?

- It's orange juice.

- You look like you could

use something stronger.

- Yeah, you're probably right.

- Do you not drink?

- No, I do, just

not much anymore.

- Let me guess,

you're one of those

wily, unpredictable drunks.

- It's a bit more complicated.

- Oh, yeah, I pulled your card.

It's okay though.

I have a problem

with control myself.

- I'm Brennan.

- I know.

- Right.

- So you remind me of somebody.

I can't place it though.

Who do you get?

- Who do I get?

- Who do people

say you look like?

- Um, I get Prince a lot.

- Ha, yeah, that's it.

Except you're a

little bit taller.

Maybe a little less

- Black?

- Exactly.

Can you sing?

That must be it then, Prince.

Brennan, I've had a long day.

Do you want to get out of here?

- Um, yeah, sure.

- Cool.

Hey, before we go,

I just want to make sure

we're on the same page.

Two-fifty gets you a...

Five hundred and I'll...

And a thousand...

But I'll do it for nine

hundred because you're cute

and I want to sleep with you.

- You're a hooker.

- Where are your

manners, Brennan?

I'm an entrepreneur.

You don't look happy.

What would make you happy?

- I'd like to check out, please.

But my flight doesn't

leave til seven.

Can I check my bag in?

- Of course.

- This place reeks.

- Smells like air freshener.

- No, no, no, no,

no, not the hotel.

This whole town, it's

like a pipe dream

palace of desperation, you know?

Oh my god, did you

just hear what I said?

Pipe dream palace

of desperation.

Now that is a song, that

is what he should be doing.

Oh god, look at him.

Can you imagine being him?

- Yeah.

- No, no, no, that is,

that is not for me.

Or you, I mean look at us,

we're flying first

class tonight, yes.

Oh by the way, I am very sorry

about that proposal yesterday.

I thought it was gonna go.

- You voted against it.

- Well, yeah, who would have

thought one vote would matter?

No, no, no, you know,

there'll be another one.

- I don't really care about it.

Well now, see,

that's the spirit.

Yes, exactly, right?

I mean you'll come up

with something better.

That is why you

are a VeroTech man.

- What?

- A VeroTech man.

I mean, listen, it's got a

great ring to it, VeroTech man.

Come on, say it with me, say,

I am a VeroTech man.

Wait, where are you going?

Hey, you wanna hang

before the flight tonight?

Grab a...

- You're acting stupid,

like a little girl.

- What?

- Speak, Nora, use

your big kid mouth

and tell me what

- You understand that?

Does this speak to you?

- Stop it!

- You lied to me!

You told me you were

done, you're not.

So we are.

- We're on vacation.

I'm not gonna chase you.

Why do you play these

stupid little games?

I swear to god,

if you do it now,

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