[train whistle blowing]
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[train rumbling]
[gentle instrumental music]
*
[train whistle blowing]
- CAN YOU TELL ME ABOUT THE REPUTATION
OF THE WHITE FAMILY IN BOONE COUNTY AND WEST VIRGINIA?
- I'D REALLY RATHER NOT COMMENT ON THAT.
- IF YOU MENTION THEIR NAMES,
YOU GET A CERTAIN REACTION FROM PEOPLE.
- THE WHITES, THEY HAVE THAT KIND OF CHARISMA.
NOT ONLY CAN THEY DRAW YOU IN; THEY CAN KEEP YOU THERE.
- THEY DON'T WANT TO CONFORM TO ANY AUTHORITY,
NO RULES.
AND ALL THEY GOT TO DO IS TO FUSS, FIGHT, AND PARTY.
- SOME OF THEM ARE GOOD.
SOME OF THEM ARE ENTERTAINING.
AND A WHOLE LOT OF THEM ARE JUST TROUBLE
AND... AND DANGEROUS.
- EVEN THOUGH THEY MIGHT BE THE MOST HATED FAMILY,
WELL, THEY'RE PROBABLY THE MOST FREE.
THEY ARE THE TRUE REBELS OF THE SOUTH.
[acoustic bluegrass guitar]
*
* WAY DOWN IN WEST VIRGINIA
* THERE'S SOME PEOPLE WHO ARE ONE OF A KIND *
* THEY DON'T NEED NOTHING FROM NOBODY *
* 'CAUSE THEY'RE ALREADY DOING FINE *
- MY NAME IS MAMIE WHITE,
AND I'M THE BIGGEST AND THE MEANEST AND THE BADDEST
OF ALL OF THE WHITE FAMILY.
AND MY FATHER IS D. RAY WHITE,
AND HE WAS THE LAST KING OF THE MOUNTAIN TAP DANCERS.
HE INVENTED HIS OWN STYLE OF DANCING.
HE KNEW 52 STEPS THAT NOBODY ELSE COULD DO.
NOBODY SHOWED HIM OR TAUGHT HIM.
HE DID THIS OUT OF HIS OWN HEART AND HIS MIND.
MY FATHER, D. RAY WHITE,
WAS REALLY GETTING REALLY FAMOUS.
HE WAS ON HIS WAY TO CANADA
TO FINISH MAKING HIS FILM, TALKING FEET.
AND HE GOT KILLED IN A SHOOTOUT.
[gunshot]
SO HE LEFT FOUR SONS BEHIND
THAT HE TRIED TO LEAVE HIS TALENT TO.
MY BROTHER MARK, HIS NAME IS DONALD MARIS WHITE.
HE GOT IN A FIGHT WITH THIS GUY CAME OVER ABOUT HIS PIT BULL,
AND WHEN HE GOT THE DOOR TO SEE WHO WAS AT THE DOOR,
THEY SHOT AND KILLED HIM.
[gunshot]
DORSEY, MY BROTHER, WENT AND BOUGHT THIS PISTOL,
AND DORSEY EVIDENTLY TOOK THE CLIP OUT THE BOTTOM,
THOUGHT IT WAS EMPTY,
AND WHEN HE PUT IT TO HIS TEMPLE TO SHOW HIM IT WASN'T LOADED,
IT WENT OFF AND BLOWED HIS BRAINS OUT.
[gunshot]
AND THAT WAS THE END OF DORSEY.
MY BROTHER PONEY GOT IN TROUBLE IN BOONE COUNTY
FOR PRESCRIPTION FRAUD.
SO HE HAULED HEINIE OUT OF HERE TO MINNESOTA TO CHANGE HIS LIFE.
GOT HIM A JOB,
GOT HIM A HOME,
AND HE'S DOING FINE.
MY BROTHER JESCO ENDED UP WITH MY FATHER'S SHOES,
AND PBS MADE A DOCUMENTARY ABOUT HIM
CALLED THE DANCING OUTLAW.
- AND I TOOK THE BUTCHER KNIFE AND HELD IT UP TO HER NECK.
I SAID, "IF YOU WANT TO LIVE TO SEE TOMORROW,
"YOU BETTER START FRYING THEM EGGS
"A LITTLE BIT BETTER THAT WHAT YOU WERE FRYING 'EM.
I'M TIRED OF EATING SLOPPY, SLIMY EGGS."
- AND THEN AFTER THAT, IT MADE HIM A LITTLE BIT BIG,
AND ALL OF THESE OTHER MOTHERFUCKERS
STARTED PUTTING HIM IN THEIR SONGS,
LIKE HANK III, BIG AND RICH, KENTUCKY HEADHUNTERS.
- * THERE SHE GO
* DON'T YOU KNOW
* YOU'RE THE STARS IN OUR EYES *
- MY BROTHER JESCO WHITE
BECAME THE MOST FAMOUS MAN IN WEST VIRGINIA.
- WILL YOU SIGN MY HAT, DUDE?
- YEAH.
- * AND MAMIE, YOU KNOW SHE'S STILL RAISING HELL *
- I STAYED BEHIND TO TAKE CARE OF EVERYTHING,
MY MOTHER, SISTERS, AND BROTHERS,
MY KIDS, THEIR KIDS.
I HAD IT ALL TO DO.
[lively bluegrass music]
I'M TALKING ABOUT ANYWHERE FROM 10 TO 20 KIDS A DAY.
IT WAS A ROUGH ROAD TO GO DOWN, BUT I MADE IT.
SO NOW EVERYBODY KNOWS
ALL ABOUT MAMIE WHITE AND JESCO WHITE.
NOW, BY GOD, IT'S TIME YOU LEARNED
ABOUT THE REST OF US FUCKING WHITES.
[galloping bluegrass music]
*
[acoustic guitar music]
*
- * MAMA
* THE MIRACLE OF YOU
* IT MELTS MY CARES AWAY
* MAMA
[dogs howling and yelping]
- OH, NO.
- * OH, MAMA
* I LOVE YOU
* MAMA
* NO ONE ABOVE YOU
* YOU'RE SO DEAR TO ME
[laughter]
WHAT'D HE USED TO SAY?
[laughs]
- THE REASON WHY MY MOTHER
GOT THE NAME OF "THE MIRACLE WOMAN"
IS BECAUSE SHE RAISED OVER 34 KIDS, IF NOT MORE,
THAT WAS ABANDONED AND THAT NEEDED HELP,
FROM THE LOSS OF THEIR MOTHERS OR THE LOSS OF THEIR FATHERS,
AND WITH SISTERS AND BROTHERS, YOU KNOW, HAD THEM
AND JUST LEFT THEM AND DIDN'T WANT THEM.
BUT MY MOM TOOK THEM IN,
AND EVERYBODY MADE A POINT TO GO TO MY MOTHER'S HOUSE,
IF NOT TO EAT, JUST TO GO THERE TO BE WITH MY MOTHER.
AND THERE'S NEVER ANOTHER MOTHER IN THE WORLD
COULD FILL MY MOTHER'S SHOES.
[stuttering drum beat]
[lively bluegrass music]
*
- MY NAME'S SUSAN RAY WHITE, BUT EVERYBODY CALLS ME KIRK.
JESCO'S MY UNCLE.
MY MOM'S HIS SISTER.
WELL, MY DAD'S TERRY LEE THOMAS,
AND THE REASON WHY HE'S IN PRISON IS FOR DOUBLE MURDER.
[gunshots]
THEY TRIED TO CHARGE ME WITH ACCESSORY,
AND I TOLD HIM, I SAID,
"JUST GO AHEAD AND SEND MY ASS TO JAIL,
'CAUSE I'M NOT A SNITCH."
AND I WOULDN'T SNITCH NOBODY OUT.
- WHOA.
- I'VE BEEN IN TROUBLE MANY TIMES.
FIGHTING, CUSSING OUT THE COPS,
DRUG CHARGES.
I'VE BEEN TO JAIL SO MANY TIMES, I CAN'T COUNT 'EM.
NOW, LIKE, IF YOU STARTED SOME SHIT WITH ME,
IT WOULD BE--I'D, LIKE--
I'D FIGHT YOU.
I LOVE TO FIGHT; I REALLY DO.
- YOU NEVER DO FIGHT ME YET, BUT I WANT YOU TO.
URGH!
- WELL, I USED TO BE A STRIPPER BACK THEN
WHEN I WAS 17, 18, 19 YEARS OLD.
AND I MADE THE BEAUCOUP MONEY.
I'D BRING HOME AT LEAST $1,500 TO $2,000 A NIGHT IN MY BOOT.
AND I'VE ALWAYS BEEN THE SEXIEST ONE IN THE FAMILY.
I ALWAYS HAD COMMENTS FROM THOUSANDS OF PEOPLE.
- OH, BABY.
- MY NAME IS SUE ANN WHITE.
I'M THE BABY GIRL OF DONALD RAY AND BERTIE MAE WHITE.
MY NICKNAME IS SUE BOB.
I PREFER TO BE CALLED SUE BOB.
IT'S A NICKNAME I HAVE.
AND I HAVE TWO CHILDREN, ASHLEY AND BRANDON POE.
- MY NAME'S BRANDON POE, AND SUE'S MY MOM,
AND JESCO'S MY UNCLE.
AND I GOT IN TROUBLE,
AND I'M HERE IN JAIL.
[metal doors banging]
- OH, I USED TO BE WILDER THAN A BUCK.
I USED TO TRY A LITTLE COKE HERE AND THERE.
I'VE SMOKED A LITTLE CRACK, YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN?
I'VE TRIED THIS AND THAT.
MY FAVORITE BUZZ, CHOICE OF BUZZ, IS MARIJUANA.
I LOVE MARIJUANA.
I'M A POTHEAD.
- I'LL TELL YOU STRAIGHT UP WHAT I LIKE.
I PREFER ROXICONTIN, LORCET, NORCO, A VICODIN ES,
A PERCOSET 10, A XANAX, ESPECIALLY A XANIBAR.
RIGHT HERE, LISTEN.
YOU WANT TO HEAR THE BOONE COUNTY MATING CALL?
[pills clacking]
COME AND GET IT, BABY.
- * I LOVE PILLS
- * EVERY MORNING
- * I LOVE PILLS
- * EVERY NIGHT
- I'M BERNADINE COOK.
MY NICKNAME IS BO,
OR BOCEPHUS.
I'M JESCO WHITE'S SISTER.
- MY NAME'S DEREK WAYNE CASTLE.
JESCO'S MY UNCLE.
THAT'S MY MOM RIGHT THERE.
EVERYBODY CALLS ME DERKY.
THAT'S JUST SOMETHING STUCK WITH ME
SINCE I WAS LITTLE, DERKY,
AKA THE OL' DIRTY WHITE BOY.
- WE'RE GOOD PEOPLE.
EVERYBODY PUTS US DOWN HERE AND THERE,
BUT YOU CAN'T BELIEVE EVERYTHING YOU HEAR.
SEEING IS BELIEVING, YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN?
BUT FROM MY HEART,
WE'RE JUST RIGHT DOWN DIRTY WHITE GOOD 'OL PEOPLE,
HILLBILLIES.
[acoustic bluegrass music]
- * WELL, MY WORN-OUT BOOTS
* ARE TAKING ME DOWNTOWN
* AND I'M LOOKING FOR TROUBLE
* AND I WANT TO GET LOUD
* SERVE ME UP A DRINK
* AND I'LL SHOOT IT RIGHT DOWN
* AND I'LL JUMP UP ON THE BAR
* AND HOLLER, "ONE MORE ROUND"
* I'M GOING STRAIGHT TO HELL
* AIN'T NOTHING SLOWING ME DOWN *
* I'M GOING STRAIGHT TO HELL
* SO YOU JUST BETTER GIVE ME OUT MORE ROUND *
* WELL, I'M RACING THESE BACK ROADS *
* TRYING TO SAVE MY LIFE
* 'CAUSE THE SHERIFF WANTS TO KILL ME *
* 'CAUSE I FUCKED HIS WIFE
* I WAS ON THE RUN WITH A GUN IN MY HAND *
* 'CAUSE I LIKE A GOOD TIME
* AND A ONE-NIGHT STAND
* I'M GOING STRAIGHT TO HELL
* AIN'T NOTHING SLOWING ME DOWN *
* I'M GOING STRAIGHT TO HELL
* SO YOU JUST BETTER GIVE ME OUT MORE ROUND *
*
HEY, HEY. - HEY, HEY.
- THERE IT IS, MAN.
- LOCK IT DOWN, JUDY, ALL RIGHT.
- WHEN YOU REPRESENT THE WHITES,
YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE GONNA GET INTO.
CUSTODY...
- LARCENY...
- PRESCRIPTION FRAUD...
- SHOOTINGS...
- ARMED ROBBERIES...
- EMBEZZLEMENT... - FORGERY...
- DRUG CASES...
- BURGLARY... - FIGHTS, THINGS LIKE THAT.
- JUDGE SCHLAGEL, WHO WAS THE CIRCUIT COURT JUDGE HERE
FOR 26 YEARS BEFORE HE RETIRED A COUPLE YEARS AGO,
USED TO SAY THAT IF YOU REALLY EXCLUDED
ABOUT TEN DIFFERENT FAMILIES FROM THIS COUNTY,
YOU'D CUT THE CRIME IN ABOUT HALF.
- THE WHITES HAVE BEEN ONE OF THOSE TEN FAMILIES?
- I DON'T THINK THERE'S ANY DOUBT THAT THE WHITES
WOULD HAVE BEEN ONE OF THE TEN FAMILIES.
- AS LAW ENFORCEMENT, WE'VE PROBABLY DEALT WITH THIS FAMILY
MORE THAN WE'VE DEALT WITH ANY OTHER FAMILY IN THE COUNTY.
- THEY'RE CLEVER.
THEY'RE NOT EDUCATED NECESSARILY.
BUT THEY ARE VERY CLEVER, CRAFTY IN WHAT THEY DO.
- VIOLENCE IS JUST PART OF THE WHITES' LIVES.
- I'D CHOP THE SON OF A BITCH UP AND THROW HIM
IN A GODDAMN MINE SHAFT UP IN A GARBAGE BAG.
I GOT THREE MINE SHAFTS UP THIS HOLLER.
- ONE TOOK A BAR ABOUT THAT LONG
AND BIG AS ROUND AS A QUARTER
AND HIT THE OLD MAN.
HE WAS IN A WHEELCHAIR WITH ONE LEG.
- AND I HAD TO HIT IT AGAIN JUST TO WATCH THE BLOOD FLY,
'CAUSE IT TURNED ME ON.
- NOBODY WORKS.
EVERYBODY LAYS AROUND AND PARTIES.
AND THEY'VE ALWAYS GOT MONEY.
SO WHAT ARE THEY DOING?
- XANAX BARS.
- CAN I GET ME A FEW OF THEM?
- WELL, GIVE ME SOME MONEY, $6 A PIECE.
- I JUST NOW BOUGHT TEN GODDAMN GREEN BEANS,
WHAT'S CALLED PAIN KILLERS, OKAY?
FUCK THAT CAMERA.
AND I GOT 'EM FOR $8 APIECE.
AND I'M GONNA BE TAKING 'EM UP THE ROAD,
AND I'M GONNA SELL 'EM FOR $10 A PIECE
AND MAKE ME $2 MORE ON EACH PILL.
THAT'S CALLED HUSTLE, RUSTLE, AND BUSTLE.
THAT'S HOW YOU SURVIVE IN THE COUNTRY.
- THE WORD "DISCRETION" IS A WORD THAT,
UNDOUBTEDLY, THEY DON'T KNOW.
THEY DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT IT MEANS,
AND THEY WOULDN'T PRACTICE IT IF THEY DID.
- AND HERE ON THE LEFT, THIS USED TO BE
A EXXON GAS STATION.
AND THIS USED TO BE A GROCERY STORE.
THAT'S THE ONE I ROBBED WHEN I WENT
TO FORMING SCHOOL WHEN I WAS YOUNGER.
ON THE RIGHT SIDE OF THE ROAD WHERE THE CHURCH IS,
AND ALSO ROBBED IT TWO TIMES AND GOT AWAY.
- THE GENERAL FEELING, PROBABLY, FOR MOST FOLKS,
ESPECIALLY RESIDENTS OF BOONE COUNTY
AND MAYBE EVEN FOR THE STATE OF WEST VIRGINIA,
IS THAT THEY'RE A LITTLE BIT OF AN EMBARRASSMENT.
- THERE ARE SO MANY DECENT PEOPLE IN THIS COUNTY.
THERE'S A KID DOWN HERE FROM VERY HUMBLE UPBRINGING
WHO WAS ADMITTED TO M.I.T.
M.I.T.
I MEAN...
WHY ISN'T SOMEBODY FOLLOWING HIM AROUND WITH A CAMERA?
- [howling wildly]
- THAT'S WHY THEY RECEIVE THIS ATTENTION.
AND IT DOES NOT REPRESENT ANYTHING,
DOESN'T REPRESENT ANYTHING OF WEST VIRGINIA,
OTHER THAN THE WHITES.
[together] * HAPPY BIRTHDAY
* TO YOU
* HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU
* HAPPY BIRTHDAY
* DEAR MOTHER
* HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU
- I LOVE YOU, MAMA.
- WE LOVE YOU, AND MANY MORE.
GOD BLESS YOU, AND HOPE YOU'RE HERE ANOTHER YEAR.
- AND MAY YOU HAVE 1,000 MORE.
- WE GOT YOUR CAKE SPECIAL AND EVERYTHING IN THERE.
[laughter]
WELL, GIVE US THAT PAINER TO CRUSH.
- [indistinct speech]
- IT'S A PARTY, MAN.
[laughing] A PARTY.
- I'M SURE YOU'D LIKE IT NOW. [child whining]
- OH, HE'S GOING INTO SHOCK.
- OH, BABY, NO.
[indistinct speech]
- DON'T DO THIS.
- DON'T DO HER LIKE THAT.
- I AIN'T DOING NOTHING.
[laughter]
- I'M HELPING YOU, MA.
THERE YOU GO.
- WE AIN'T GOT NO POT.
[coughing] MOMMY.
- IT'S IN MY PLACE.
- HEY, IT'S JUST A ROACH, ALL I LIT.
[laughter]
- THAT'S RIGHT.
THAT'S THE MARK OF THE BEAST.
JESUS SENT MOSES TO TELL HIM THAT WHEN THE GREAT FLOOD CAME,
THAT'S THE REASON HE SHUT THE DOOR.
HIM AND THE ANIMALS, AND THEY COULDN'T GET IN.
THEY DROWNED 'EM.
[rollicking bluesy music]
*
- YES.
TURN ME ON AND TURN ME LOOSE.
[laughs]
- WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO WITH THAT?
- LIFE'S TOO SHORT TO WORRY, MAN.
Y'ALL COULD KILL ME WITH THAT SHIT.
I QUIT WORRYING.
[dogs barking]
[rollicking bluesy music]
*
- THIS IS THE GREATEST BIRTHDAY PARTY
THAT YOU'LL REMEMBER AND CHERISH FOREVER,
FROM OUR HEARTS, MA, TO YOU.
- MAKE YOUR WISH.
- THIS IS FROM OUR HEART TO YOU,
FOR ALL THE LOVE THAT YOU GIVE US OVER THE YEARS.
[applause] - GOOD.
- HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MOM.
- HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BERTIE.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MA.
[train clunking]
[train whistle blowing]
- GO, MOTHER.
WOMAN.
- NAH, UH-UH.
- * ANYTHING I WANT TO DO
- * NO RULES
- I MET DENNIS.
I LIKED HIM 'CAUSE HE LOOKED GOOD.
FEEL ME?
AND YOU KNOW, HE HAD IT GOING ON.
HE HAD A JOB.
AND I LOVED 18-WHEELERS,
AND DROVE AN 18-WHEELER.
[searing punk rock music]
- [laughing]
- * START A RIOT
- * NO RULES
- * I LIKE TO MAKE NOISE AND HATE TO BE QUIET *
- * NO RULES
- * THEY CAN'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO *
- * NO RULES
- * 'CAUSE I WILL NEVER EVER LOSE *
- BUT THE NIGHT I STABBED HIM,
IT WAS COOL,
'CAUSE MY GRANDMA--
Y'ALL KNOW MY MAMA--
SHE CLEANED UP THE BLOOD AND HID THE KNIFE,
SO THERE WAS NO EVIDENCE,
SO THEY COULDN'T TAKE ME TO JAIL.
- [laughs]
- I MEANT TO SLIT HIS THROAT.
AND THAT'S FOR REAL.
I MEANT TO KILL THAT MOTHERFUCKER.
[punk rock music]
AND HE THREW HIS HAND UP, AND I CUT HIS THUMB.
AND THEN I THOUGHT, "DAMN, THAT'S A BIG MOTHERFUCKER
IF HE GETS AHOLD OF ME."
SO I STABBED HIM IN HIS SIDE.
OH, WILL PEOPLE SEE THIS?
- WELL, I DO IF THEY'RE GONNA SEE IT.
- UH, I WANT DENNIS TO SEE IT,
'CAUSE I HATE THAT MOTHERFUCKER.
- MEAN, I'M A PEOPLE PERSON.
I CAN GET ALONG WITH THE DEVIL.
BUT I HATE THAT SON OF A BITCH.
I HATE HIM.
- 'CAUSE HE PUT ME THROUGH HELL.
UM, GOT ALL MY SHIT--
HE CAUSED MY FAMILY A BUNCH OF BULLSHIT,
COME BE IN BETWEEN MY FAMILY.
- YOU AND DENNIS.
TELL HIM THAT DAMN BASTARD HIT YOU.
- YEAH, WE FOUGHT, BUT HE'S NOT FAMILY.
- IF I HAD A KNIFE, I'LL SLIT HIS DAMN THROAT OPEN.
OR HIS NUTS.
- QUIT CUSSIN'.
NOW, QUIT, OR I'M GONNA BUST YOUR ASS SO HARD.
- I HATE DENNIS.
I MEAN, I HATE--
- I LET HIM GO DOWN, THOUGH, TO BE WITH HIM--
- I HATE DENNIS.
- WE'RE NOT TALKING ABOUT DENNIS.
- HE'S THIS.
DENNIS...
DENNIS IS THIS.
[punk rock music]
[lively fiddle music]
- * WHOSE BABY
* ARE YOU, BABY
* CAN YOU TELL ME
* YES, NO, MAYBE
* COME ON, I GOT TO KNOW
* WHY WON'T YOU TELL ME SO
* WHOSE BABY ARE YOU, BABY
*
- I GOT PREGNANT BEFORE I STABBED DENNIS.
HE'S LUCKY HE'S WALKING.
- BUT WHOSE BABY IS IT?
- DENNIS'.
BUT WHEN MY BABY GETS OLDER,
I'D LIKE FOR HER LIFE TO GO
IN A TOTALLY DIFFERENT DIRECTION THAN WHAT MINE WENT.
YOU KNOW, FINISH SCHOOL, DO THE RIGHT THINGS,
STAY AWAY FROM THE WRONG PEOPLE,
YOU KNOW, HAVE HER OWN DREAMS AND WORK HARD TOWARD THEM.
YOU KNOW...
YOU STAY IN BOONE COUNTY,
I DON'T CARE HOW MANY DREAMS YOU GOT;
IT'S NOT GONNA HAPPEN.
OKAY.
NOW I GOT A SHARE OF MY MEDICINE.
- I DON'T KNOW.
I JUST TRIED TO CALL, AND I GOT MAMIE'S VOICE
ON THE ANSWERING MACHINE.
- [coughing]
- HERE'S SUSAN BACK.
- I BETTER PEE.
- OH, HOLD ON A MINUTE, ALL RIGHT?
- SHE'S THE NEXT MISS AMERICA.
MISS UNIVERSE.
- [sniffs]
[guitar music]
*
[dark bluesy music]
*
[dark bluesy music]
*
- MAN CALLED AND TOLD HER THEY WERE GONNA KEEP THE BABY,
AND I CALLED BO,
AND ALL OF A SUDDEN, SHE WAS HERE.
- SEE, Y'ALL JUST DOING THE DRAMA THING.
- AIN'T WHAT NOBODY TAKING THAT BABY.
LET ME HIT THAT.
- JUST THIS NEVER STOPS.
- I KILLED A DEER WITH THIS THIS YEAR.
LOOK AT THIS FUCKER.
STEP BACK, JUNIOR.
[gun clacking]
- .30-30, RIGHT?
- .30-30.
SEE THAT SHIT?
- BUT IT AIN'T LOADED.
I JUST KICKED IT 100 TIMES.
- OH, I KNOW THAT.
WHY DO YOU THINK I BROUGHT IT BACK HERE?
GET SOME SHELLS; WE'RE GONNA BLAST SOMETHING.
- * WELL, I'M A GUN-TOTIN', MOTHER-HUMPIN' *
* SOUTHERN WEST VIRGINIA WHITE BOY *
[gunshot]
- FIVE BULLETS, SON.
YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN THE ROCKS.
DID YOU SEE THAT, TRACI?
THIS IS HOW REDNECKS DO IT; YOU HEAR ME?
THIS IS HOW REDNECKS DO THIS SHIT.
SHIT.
MOM, CAN YOU GET ME SOME ALCOHOL, PLEASE?
- GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER BEFORE YOU START THAT.
[electric needle buzzing]
WHERE IS THE ALCOHOL?
IT WAS ON THE BAR.
- WHAT THE FUCK YOU DOING, YOU PIECE OF SHIT?
- THIS IS WHAT XANAX WILL DO TO YOU.
I NEED A BUTTER KNIFE.
- DID YOU HEAR ME?
PUT MERANDA RAVEN ON MY ARM.
- "M-A."
- NO, "M-E."
- "M-E-R-A-N-D-A."
- RIGHT.
[needle buzzing]
- "M-A-R"--
- "M-E."
[needle buzzing]
- THAT'S A "E," RIGHT? RIGHT HERE?
- "R-A-V-E-N."
- "R-A-V-E..."
- "N."
- SHIT, I WAS PUTTING A "A" IN THERE.
I'M FUCKIN' GOOD, IF YOU CAN'T TELL.
BY GOD, PERFECT.
- * I'M A WEST VIRGINIA WHITE BOY *
* MOTHERFUCKER
[dog barking]
- SHUT UP.
CHEY.
CHEYAN!
WAKE UP, MAN.
WE'RE ROLLIN'.
[pills clacking]
- WE'RE GOING TO PICK UP MOUSIE OUT OF LAKIN STATE PRISON.
TANYA FAYE WHITE,
36-YEAR-OLD, SPENT THE LAST FOUR YEARS THERE.
SO I PITY ANYBODY'S ASS
WHO TRIES TO GET IN THE WAY OR FUCKS WITH HER.
[jaunty instrumental music]
*
- HERE'S MY HONORABLE DISCHARGE PAPER.
[laughter]
LOOK AT THAT.
NO MORE, I DO NOT BELONG TO THE STATE NO MORE.
LET ME SHOW YOU MY NO-GOOD, SON-OF-A-BITCHIN' HUSBAND.
HIS NAME'S CHARLES.
HE'S A BASTARD AND A CHEATER.
[laughter]
YEAH, WELL, I'MA HOP OUT AND FINISH SMOKING REAL FAST.
- YOUR DAMN STINKING ASSES OUT.
- MY ASS DON'T STINK.
- GET OUT.
- YOU, GET OUT.
I THOUGHT WE WAS GONNA SMOKE.
THIS TIME I'M FREE, NO PAROLE,
NO SHIT.
SEE, I WAS ONLY OUT 3 1/2 MONTHS WHEN I GOT LOCKED BACK UP.
- GIVE YOU TWO WEEKS; YOU'LL BE BACK.
- WHY YOU--WHY YOU SAY I'LL BE BACK?
I'M NOT ON PAROLE NOW.
I'M FREE.
LET ME SEE YOUR PHONE, SUE, FOR A MINUTE.
- YOU AIN'T GONNA LISTEN TO NO-FUCKING-BODY.
- JAMES, IS CHARLES GREEN THERE?
- HERE WE GO.
CHARLES GREEN, THAT'S ALL SHE'S WORRIED ABOUT.
- WHEN I WENT TO JAIL,
HE MOVED IN WITH THE LADY HE'D LEFT TO MARRY ME FOR.
HE MOVED BACK IN WITH HER BECAUSE OF HIS LITTLE GIRL.
THEN I GUESS HE CHEATED ON HER WITH ANOTHER LADY
AND GOT HER PREGNANT.
SHE'S GONNA HAVE HIS BABY.
HE DIDN'T COME TO WORK?
- SORRY SON OF A BITCH.
- WHEN I WAS IN PRISON THE SECOND TIME,
HE CHEATED ON ME WITH MY COUSIN KIRK,
MOVED HER IN MY APARTMENT FOR TWO MONTHS.
AND THEN WHEN I MADE PAROLE, HE MADE HER MOVE OUT.
SHE CUT UP ALL MY WEDDING PICTURES,
ALL MY CLOTHES,
DESTROYED MY APARTMENT BEFORE SHE LEFT.
JOEY...
WHERE'S CHARLES?
WELL, I JUST WANT TO TALK TO HIM,
AND THEN HE CAN DO WHATEVER HE'S GOT TO DO.
LATER.
I GOT A LOT OF THINGS I GOT TO DO THIS WEEK.
I'VE GOT TO GO GET A PICTURE I.D. MADE,
CONTACT MY HUSBAND CHARLES...
DISCUSS OUR DIVORCE.
[rollicking bluesy music]
*
- * WELL, SOME LAZY MOTHER, AREN'T YOU *
* SLEEP LATE EVERY DAY
* I'M OFF TO WORK BEFORE THE SUN *
* 'CAUSE I GOT TO EARN MY PAY
* I LOVE MY JOB
- THIS IS A LITTLE QUICK JOB.
- * I'M A MAN WHO LOVES TO WORK AND GET 'ER DONE *
* GET 'ER DONE
* YEAH, SON
* 'CAUSE MOSES SAID IN THE BIBLE *
* GO TO WORK AND PLAY WHEN THE WORK IS DONE *
*
- HEY, I'M PONEY WHITE.
MINNESOTA BOUND.
RAVEN STREET, DON'T GET NO BETTER, NO LESS.
HIGHWAY TO HEAVEN.
[laughter]
I'M FROM BOONE COUNTY, WEST VIRGINIA.
THAT'S WHERE I WAS BORN AND RAISED.
AND I THOUGHT, "WELL, I'VE GOT TO GO."
[laughter]
THAT'S WHY I COME TO MINNESOTA.
AND I REALLY LIKE TO WORK.
I'VE BEEN WORKING ALL MY LIFE, AND I'LL ALWAYS WORK,
TILL I LEAVE THIS EARTH.
AND I DROPPED OUT OF SCHOOL AT SEVENTH GRADE, VAN HIGH.
I LEARNT MORE ON THE STREETS THAN I DID AT SCHOOL.
- WERE YOU EVER ARRESTED?
DID YOU EVER GET INTO TROUBLE WITH THE LAW?
- YEAH, A FEW TIMES.
I DID 18 MONTHS OVER AT CHARLESTON WORK RELEASE,
AND THREE YEARS PROBATION.
AND I PLEADED EVERYTHING.
SO I COME TO MINNESOTA.
I HAVE A BETTER LIFE FOR MYSELF, KNOW WHAT I MEAN?
AND FOR MY KIDS.
I WANT THEM TO HAVE BETTER THAN WHAT I HAD.
- I TOOK NURSING OUT HERE.
NOW I GOT A CERTIFICATE.
I COULDN'T HAVE DONE THAT DOWN HOME,
SO, YEAH, I THINK IT'S BETTER OUT HERE FOR US.
- AIN'T NOTHING BACK THERE BUT, UH...
DEADBEATS.
[laughter]
HERE YOU GOT EVERYTHING YOU EVER WANT,
AS LONG AS YOU WORK HARD FOR IT.
MY LIFE WOULD BE DIFFERENT,
'CAUSE I'D PROBABLY BE DEAD BY NOW,
HANGING AROUND THE WRONG PEOPLE
AND PROBABLY OVERDOSED OR SOMETHING ON DRUGS.
THAT'S WHY I LIKE COMING OUT HERE.
THERE'S SCHOOL.
TEACHERS BACK IN BOONE COUNTY, THEY TALK ABOUT ME.
THEY CALL ME DIRTY TRASH AND WHITE TRASH AND ALL THAT,
DIRTY WHITE.
I JUST GOT SICK OF IT.
- YOU KNOW HOW, YOU, LIKE, TRY TO GO DOWN
IN BOONE COUNTY AND TRY TO LOOK FOR A JOB?
THEY WOULDN'T HIRE YOU 'CAUSE OF YOUR LAST NAME.
LIKE, THEY, LIKE, HATED YOU.
THEY DIDN'T, LIKE, WANT YOU TO WORK FOR THEM,
'CAUSE YOU'LL PROBABLY END UP STEALING SOMETHING
OR ROBBING 'EM OR DOING WHATEVER YOU HAD TO DO.
- YOU GOT SOME OF THE KIDS DOWN THERE THAT ARE RAISED
JUST TO...
ROB AND THIEF OFF PEOPLE.
THEIR PARENTS--
YOU KNOW, I'M NOT MENTIONING NAMES OR NOTHING,
BUT, YEAH, THEY'RE LIKE THAT.
I'VE BEEN ROBBED A FEW TIMES MYSELF
BY MY OWN RELATIVES, YOU KNOW?
FRIENDS OF THEIRS, YOUNG KIDS, YOUNG, MAN, YOU KNOW,
THEY START YOUNG DOWN THERE.
[indistinct radio chatter]
- DRESSED IN CAMOUFLAGE,
HE LOOKED LIKE HE WAS READY TO HUNT.
BUT POLICE SAY THIS TEENAGER WAS WAGING WAR IN BOONE COUNTY.
- IT'S A LONG STORY, BUT I'LL LET YOU KNOW.
PRETTY MUCH WHAT HAPPENED WAS,
I WAS BUYING MY DRUG OF CHOICE, XANAXES,
AND A LITTLE BIT OF COKE AND WEED.
AND I WAS BUYING A SHIT-LOAD OF GUNS.
- MY SON WAS THE BEST KID YOU COULD EVER MEET, YOU KNOW,
UNTIL HE GOT AROUND MY FAMILY, THE WRONG CROWD,
THE WRONG PEOPLE AT THE WRONG TIME.
- I HAD A COUPLE GUNS STASHED IN MY CAR,
'CAUSE THE NEXT DAY WAS DEER SEASON.
SO WE WENT UP TO JESCO'S,
PARTIED WITH HIM THERE FOR A COUPLE DAYS.
SOON AS WE GOT HOME,
I NOTICED MY WINDOW WAS BUSTED OUT OF MY CAR.
SOMEBODY HAD FLICKED MY SEAT UP AND TOOK MY GUNS.
- CHAOS THAT STARTED LATE MONDAY NIGHT IN WHARTON.
POLICE SAY THE TEENAGER GOT INTO A FIGHT
WITH THIS UNCLE OVER THE PHONE,
SO HE STOLE A CAR, DROVE TO BILLY HASTINGS' HOME,
AND PULLED OUT A RIFLE.
- WHAT IT WAS, BILLY SAYS IT'S OVER A BROKEN-DOWN TRUCK.
NO, BRANDON SOLD HIM A GUN FOR A TRUCK,
AND...
WELL, BRANDON COME BACK UP HERE, YOU KNOW.
WE WAS HIGH. WE WAS TAKING PILLS, YOU KNOW.
AND BILLY CALLED BACK UP HERE.
HE SAID, "I'LL TELL YOU WHAT, YOU LITTLE BONEY BASTARD..."
YOU KNOW, AND BRANDON'S DAD, HE HAD JUST PASSED ON.
- HIS DAD HADN'T BEEN BURIED THREE DAYS AGO,
AND HE WAS STILL HURT OVER THAT.
- AFTER MY DAD DIED, YEAH, I GOT ON THE HARD STUFF.
I WAS DOING IT ALL, COKE, PILLS,
WHATEVER I COULD GET MY HANDS ON, PRETTY MUCH.
- BILLY CALLED UP HERE, AND HE SAID,
"I'LL BURY YOU BESIDE YOUR COLD, DEAD DADDY,
YOU MOTHERFUCKER."
I JUST SAID, "MAN, YOU NEED TO COME UP HERE,
AND BRING EVERYTHING YOU'VE GOT."
- AND BRANDON SAID, "OKAY."
HE SAID, "WE'LL SEE."
AND IT WAS RIGHT HERE.
HE HUNG HIS PHONE UP.
HE WALKED OUT THAT DOOR.
- HE WAS DONE BEHIND ME,
WITHIN PROBABLY TEN FEET OF ME,
POINTING A GUN RIGHT AT ME.
I SAID, "BRANDON, WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO, SHOOT ME?"
HE PULLED THE TRIGGER, AND IT BLOWED MY CHIN OFF.
- KA-BANG.
LIKE A STICK OF DYNAMITE.
- HE RAISED THE GUN UP AND TURNED HIS HEAD
AND HOLLERED, "AH!"
SHUT HIS EYES AND PULLED THE TRIGGER AGAIN.
[gunshot]
BLOWED MY NECK OPEN.
HE SEEN ME TRYING TO RAISE UP,
SO HE PUT THE GUN ON THE WINDOW LIKE THAT,
TOOK AIM AND SHOT AGAIN.
[gunshot]
HIT ME IN THE SHOULDER
AND TWISTED ME BACK AROUND AGAIN.
[heavy rock music]
HE JUST BLOWED THIS PART OF MY SKIN
UP OVER MY EYEBALL.
I COULDN'T SEE OUT OF THIS EYE, SO I THOUGHT IT WAS GONE.
AND THEN I SEEN, LIKE, WHEN I WAS MOVING THIS EYE,
I COULD FEEL MY EYE UNDER MY SKIN,
SO I WAS TRYING TO ADJUST MY SKIN
TO GET BACK TO THAT HOLE RIGHT THERE.
AND FINALLY, I DONE IT, AND I COULD SEE LIGHT.
SO WIPED IT OFF LIKE THAT.
- POLICE SAY THE TEENAGER SHOT HIS UNCLE,
STOLE HIS AUNT'S CAR, AND THEN TOOK OFF.
- AND IT WAS RIGHT HERE.
HE HUNG HIS PHONE UP.
HE WALKED OUT THAT DOOR.
15 MINUTES LATER, BILLY HASTINGS IS LAYING UP THERE
PUTTING HIS FACE BACK TOGETHER.
SO YOU TELL ME WHO GOT THE BETTER END OF THAT DEAL.
YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN?
- BUT IT DIDN'T END THERE.
HE SET THE CAR ON FIRE,
AND THE CLOCK STARTED TICKING ON WHAT WOULD TURN OUT TO BE
A LONG AND TENSE STANDOFF WITH POLICE.
- I THOUGHT I KILLED BILLY.
AND I DIDN'T KNOW FOR SURE WHERE I SHOT HIM,
BUT I THOUGHT HE WAS DEAD, SO YOU KNOW, I THOUGHT,
YOU KNOW, "THEY AIN'T GONNA TAKE ME OUT ALIVE."
I ENDED UP SHOOTING AT THE COPS,
FROM NOVEMBER 21ST TO THE 22ND, AT 4:30 THAT MORNING,
WHEN THEY APPREHENDED ME.
IT WAS ONE HELL OF A NIGHT.
I JUST WENT ON A RAMPAGE, PRETTY MUCH.
YOU KNOW, I WASN'T THINKING OF MY FAMILY.
I DON'T KNOW WHY I DID IT, REALLY.
IT JUST HAPPENED.
THEY SAY THEY FORGIVE ME, BUT YOU KNOW.
I SHOT A DUDE IN THE FACE.
AND THEN AGAIN, THEY HELPED, YOU KNOW--
I'VE BEEN AROUND THEM ALL MY LIFE.
SO I'M SURE THEY STILL GOT LOVE FOR ME,
BUT YOU KNOW, I TERRORIZED THEM, PRETTY MUCH.
AND I'M SURE THEY HATE ME FOR THAT.
- NO MATTER WHAT,
THERE'S A PART IN ME THAT, YOU KNOW, SAYS,
"WELL, HE GETS OUT OF PRISON, I'VE GOT TO KILL THIS BOY."
BUT THEN THERE'S-- MY HEART TELLS ME,
"MAN, I CAN'T KILL HIM."
YOU KNOW, 'CAUSE I LOVE HIM.
- I'M GETTING SENTENCED ON THE 16TH.
AND IT'S REALLY UP TO THE JUDGE WHAT HAPPENS TO ME.
BUT MY JUDGE LIKES ME.
YOU KNOW, WE GET ALONG GOOD.
AND I THINK SOMETHING'S GOOD GONNA HAPPEN.
I THINK I'M GONNA GO HOME ON A ALTERNATIVE SENTENCE.
- I'M JESCO WHITE, THE DANCING OUTLAW,
AND THIS IS PONTY'S CAMPER BAND.
THEY COME A LONG WAY TO PLAY FOR ME TONIGHT.
WE'RE GONNA GIVE YOU SOME PICKIN' AND CLICKIN',
DOWN ON MAIN STREET.
HIT IT.
[fiddle intro]
[lively bluegrass music]
*
AND THIS IS MY DADDY'S ORIGINAL HORSESHOE
THAT CAME OFF FROM HIS SHOES AFTER HE GOT KILLED.
[lively bluegrass music]
- D. RAY COULD GIVE THE CHILDREN DIRECTION.
AND WHEN D. RAY DIED SO SUDDENLY,
THEY JUST WEREN'T PREPARED FOR THAT.
- WELL, WHEN MY FATHER PASSED AWAY,
EVERYBODY JUST WENT WILD.
- NOBODY TRIED TO CONTROL, YOU KNOW.
BERTIE MAE WOULD TRY.
BUT NO LUCK.
YOU KNOW, THEY WEREN'T GONNA LISTEN TO BERTIE MAE.
- JESCO, HE STARTED SNIFFING THAT GAS AND LIGHTER FLUID
WHEN WE WAS YOUNG.
AND WE COULDN'T DO NOTHING WITH HIM.
- WELL, I'VE GOT BRAIN DAMAGE
ON THE SIDE OF MY BRAIN,
AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT SIDE, THE LEFT OR RIGHT,
WHERE I'D HUFF GASOLINE FOR TEN LONG YEARS.
- THE STORY WAS THAT HE HAD HUFFED SO MUCH GASOLINE
THAT HE COULD TELL HIGH-TEST FROM REGULAR,
JUST BY THE SCENT.
- AND IT EAT A HOLE OUT MY BRAIN.
AND THE DOCTOR TOLD MY WIFE WHEN THEY COME TO GET ME
OUT OF THE HOSPITAL, MENTAL INSTITUTION,
HE SAID, "I'M GONNA TELL YOU, HIS BRAIN CELL IS ATE UP
LIKE A PILE OF CIGARETTE ASHES."
BUT I DON'T KNOW WHICH CELL IT IS IN MY HEAD.
- THIS MAN HAS A LOT OF ISSUES.
YOU KNOW, HE'S LOST MANY PEOPLE THAT HE'S LOVED IN HIS LIFE.
HE'S HAD A HISTORY OF DEPRESSION.
HE'S DEPRESSED TO THIS DAY.
- IT'S LIKE, WHEN I LAUGH, SOMETIMES IT'S FAKING.
WHEN I'M REALLY SAD,
I'M TRYING TO DO GOOFY, CRAZY STUFF.
AND I HAVE DOCTORED MYSELF FOR A LONG, LONG TIME.
- IF JESCO WHITE AIN'T HIGH ON DRUGS,
IF HE AIN'T HIGH ON ALCOHOL...
YOU CAN'T STAND TO BE AROUND HIM.
- I LIKE TO GET REALLY FUCKED UP, YOU KNOW?
PLUM OUT OF THE FRAME,
BUT I STILL CONTROL MYSELF.
I JUST LIKE TO DANCE AND HAVE A GOOD TIME,
TILL SOMEBODY FUCKS WITH ME IN THE WRONG WAY.
THEN I'M ALL TO PIECES.
YOU KNOW, I CAN'T CONTROL IT THEN.
- HE CAN BE LOOKING AT YOU AND BE HAPPY ONE MINUTE
AND SNAP THE NEXT AND READY TO FUCKIN' BLOW YOUR BRAINS OUT.
[electric motor buzzing]
- I FINALLY NOW GET A TATTOO OF BOTH PEOPLE I FEEL LIKE.
[needle buzzing]
- I BELIEVE WE ARE DONE.
- CHECK THE BACK OUT.
SEE HOW YOU LIKE IT.
[chuckles]
WHEN I'M IN MY ELVIS MOOD, I'M IN A GOOD MOOD.
I'M GETTING PLASTERED AND RIPPED OUT OF THE FRAME,
AND I'M SINGING AND HAVING A GOOD TIME
FOR EVERYBODY AND LETTIN' THE GOOD TIMES ROLL,
AND EVERYBODY'S HAPPY, AND EVERYBODY LOVES IT.
WHEN I SEE YOU LAUGH, IT MAKES ME HAPPY.
AND THEN WHEN I'M MAD, I FEEL LIKE I AM CHARLES MANSON.
[making machine gun sound]
I CAN'T STOP KILLING. DO YOU?
I'D ENJOY KILLING PEOPLE,
CUTTING 'EM UP, SHOOTING 'EM.
WHATEVER, IT WOULDN'T MAKE NO DIFFERENCE,
BECAUSE THEN I WOULDN'T HAVE NOTHING TO LOSE ANYWAY.
[laughs]
IT'S LIKE THE DEAD KILLING THE DEAD.
[laughs]
PSHOO! PSHOO!
[chatter and shouting]
- RIGHT NOW I PRESENT TO YOU
DIRTY COAL RIVER BAND AND JESCO WHITE.
[bluesy country music]
- WHOO!
*
- I DON'T FEEL REALLY HUMAN,
BUT I KNOW I AM.
'CAUSE I'M SO FAMOUS, I HARDLY COULD EVER GET OUT,
AND IT SCARES ME AND MAKES ME PARANOID.
SOMETIMES KNOWING I'M FAMOUS, DON'T KNOW WHAT--
IS THIS REAL, OR AM I JUST CARRYING ON?
[rollicking bluesy music]
- LIKE I'VE SAID BEFORE, HE'S APPALACHIAN ROYALTY.
YOU HAVE HALF OF THE PEOPLE
TRULY LOVE HIM AS AN ENTERTAINER.
THERE'S A VAST MAJORITY
THAT JUST WANT TO SEE THE SPECTACLE OF JESCO WHITE.
HE IS PRESSURED BY THE FAN BASE.
HE FEELS THIS OBLIGATION TO BE THAT GUY FOR THEM.
AND THAT'S GONNA KILL THAT MAN.
THERE'S PEOPLE THAT LOVE JESCO,
BUT THEY'RE ALSO FASCINATED WITH HIM
TO A POINT THAT IS VERY DISRESPECTFUL.
YOU KNOW, OBVIOUSLY, GO TO HIS HOME
AND SEE WHAT'S ON THE FRONT OF HIS DOOR.
IT'S A DIFFERENT SIGN EVERY DAY.
HE CAN'T EVEN PUT UP A SIGN THAT SAYS,
"KEEP OUT OF THIS PLACE," WITHOUT A FAN COMING
AND TAKING IT DOWN AS A SOUVENIR.
- THIS IS SUPPOSED TO BE MY HOME.
BUT THE WAY YOU GOT TO GO LIVE HERE AND SURVIVE,
IT IS LIKE A PRISON,
YOU KNOW, IN A WAY,
BUT THERE AIN'T NO GUARDS OR BARS.
- I DON'T THINK JESCO REALLY WANTS TO BE AS FAMOUS
AS HE COULD BE.
I MEAN, THERE'S A LINE THAT HE'S DRAWN
TO KEEP HIM INDEPENDENT
AND TO KEEP HIM ON HIS OWN TWO FEET
AND KIND OF IN HIS WORLD AND NOT THEIR WORLD.
- IN A WAY, IT MAKES ME FEEL GOOD
TO HAVE MY OWN PRISON.
AFTER ALL, IT'S PRIVATE,
AND IT KEEPS ME OUT OF THE REAL ONE.
GOD MADE EVERYTHING FOR A PURPOSE
AND FOR A REASON.
AND THAT'S WHAT I'M TRYING TO FIND, MINE.
AND I GUESS IT'S TO DANCE AND ENTERTAIN FOR PEOPLE,
KIND OF, LIKE, TO BRING LAUGHTER
FOR THE PEOPLE THAT'S REALLY FEELING DOWN
THAT REALLY ENJOYS YOU, LIKES HANGING OUT WITH YOU
BECAUSE YOU'RE BEING YOURSELF AND BEING HONEST.
[lively bluegrass music]
*
EVERYBODY KNOWS I'M CRAZY,
BUT IT KEEPS ME FROM GOING INSANE.
THANK YOU.
THANK YOU VERY MUCH.
[cheers and applause]
[spare acoustic guitar plucking]
*
- DON'T PULL OFF THIS HOSE, NOW.
SEE, THEY BRING YOU MEDICINE, AND THEY PUT IT IN A LITTLE TUBE
AND IT GOES DOWN IN THIS
SO YOU'LL GET YOUR MEDICATION.
- HUH?
- I KNOW YOU AIN'T SNORTIN' NO PILLS.
THAT'S NOT SNORTIN' NO PILLS, MA.
[phone ringing]
[laughs]
HELLO?
YEAH.
SHE LOST ALL THAT BLOOD.
SHE HAD A STROKE.
AND IT PARALYZED HER RIGHT ARM
AND HER SIDE OF HER RIGHT FACE.
AND HER MOUTH'S DRAWED.
THEY GOT A TUBE UP HER NOSE
GOING DOWN INTO HER NECK
BECAUSE HER NECK IS NUMB AND SHE CAN'T SWALLOW THAT GOOD.
I'M PRETTY FUCKIN' STRESSED.
I'M LOSING MY MOTHER.
AND I DON'T KNOW HOW I'M GONNA TAKE IT.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S GONNA COME OF IT.
YOU MIGHT--AFTER TONIGHT,
YOU MIGHT NOT SEE MAMIE AGAIN.
THEN AGAIN, YOU MIGHT.
BUT RIGHT NOW I'M PRETTY HURT AND STRESSED.
I DON'T GIVE A FUCK TO GO TO JAIL,
AND I DON'T CARE TO KILL SOME SON OF A BITCH,
ANYBODY THAT LOOKS AT ME WRONG.
I AM HURTING.
REALLY, IN MY HEART, I'M HURTING,
'CAUSE I'M LOSING MY MOM.
AND THAT'S ALL THE FUCK I GOT.
- I MEAN, WE CAN MAYBE GO OVER HERE.
WE'RE HERE, SUSAN,
AT THE HOSPITAL.
BETTER WAKE UP BEFORE WE GET IN THERE.
- [sighing] OH, JEEZ.
- SUSAN, MOM SAID THE BABY'S NOT HERE,
SAID THAT CPS HAS GOT THE BABY.
- WHAT DO YOU MEAN THAT CPS HAS GOT THE BABY?
- YOU'VE GOT TO GO HOME.
- WHAT IS IT?
- CPS HAS GOT THE BABY IN BOONE COUNTY.
I SWEAR I WAS JUST THERE.
I JUST TRIED TO GO SEE HER.
CPS HAS GOT THE BABY IN BOONE COUNTY.
YOU GOT TO GET IN THE CAR AND GO WITH THEM.
- I JUST WANTED TO SEE HER.
- NO, YOU HAVE TO STAY ALL NIGHT.
- DRIVE ALL THE WAY OVER HERE TO SEE IT, MAN.
MIGHT NEVER GET TO SEE IT AGAIN.
- [crying indistinctly]
- CPS IN BOONE COUNTY'S GOT THE BABY.
I WAS JUST THERE TRYING TO VISIT HER.
- [crying]
- I WAS JUST TRYING.
DO YOU WANT TO GO USE FRANK'S PHONE
TO TRY AND CALL YOUR MOM?
HE'S OVER HERE IN THE PARKING LOT.
COME ON.
- [crying]
- NO, DON'T DO THAT, KIRK.
- [crying]
- LET'S GO.
SEE WHAT WE CAN DO.
CAN YOU TURN THAT OFF, PLEASE?
- OKAY.
LET'S TURN IT OFF.
- [sniffling]
- HELLO?
- GIVE ME TWO TACOS,
ONE SOFT SHELL, ONE HARD, PLEASE.
COULD YOU REPEAT THAT ORDER BACK TO ME?
- YES, I GOT THE QUESADILLA,
A STEAK GORDITA WITH JUST THE STEAK AND CHEESE,
A CHEESY GORDITA--
- OH. [honks horn]
SHE'S NOT LOOKING.
RENEE!
- GET OUT AND KNOCK ON THE WINDOW.
- [honking horn]
HEY.
HEY, TAYLOR.
YOU GOT TO KILL THE COW TO GET THAT BEEF,
OR WHAT, BUDDY?
SHIT.
THANK YOU.
[somber acoustic guitar]
*
- COME ON.
- I NEED A CORONA.
I GOT TO GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE.
MY NERVES IS TORE UP.
NOW, YOU SEE ALL THREE OF US GIRLS?
THE BIGGEST.
- THE MEANEST.
- AND BADDEST.
- THERE YOU GO.
NOW, YOU SEE US NOW?
WE LOOK PRETTY GODDAMN GOOD.
BUT WHEN WE LEAVE THIS BAR,
WE'RE GONNA COME IN LIKE THIS.
WHO'S GONNA FUCKIN' PACK MAMIE IN?
ALL RIGHT, GIRLS, YOU READY?
LET'S ROCK IT.
- WE'RE READY.
- YEAH-HA!
- WHAT'S UP, MY BABY?
- WE GOT SOME SPECIAL PEOPLE IN THE HOUSE TONIGHT,
MISS MAMIE WHITE,
MISS KIRK WHITE,
MISS SUE BOB WITH THE TITTIES.
- HELL YEAH.
- THAT WOMAN'S GOT THE PRETTIEST TITTIES
I EVER SEEN.
AND THIS IS HER FAVORITE SONG,
AND THEY GONNA SHAKE THEIR ASSES,
SHAKE THEIR TITTIES.
[bluesy rock music]
*
- WE RAISED OUR OWN VEGETABLES,
CUCUMBERS, TOMATOES, ONIONS, LETTUCE...
- CORN.
- CORN, BEETS, SPINACH.
YOU NAME IT, WE RAISED IT.
WE ALSO RAISED HOGS TO GET OUR MEAT.
ANY PIECE OF HOG YOU CAN MEAT.
I'M TALKING ABOUT FROM IT'S FUCKING HEAD
TO IT'S ASSHOLE.
[bluesy rock music]
- FUCK!
BITCH, YOU FUCK.
- DADDY WAS A VERY, VERY STRICT FATHER.
BUT HE WASN'T A MEAN FATHER.
HE WAS JUST A DISCIPLINED FATHER.
AND THEN WE ALL TURNED OUT TO BE FUCKIN' CRIMINALS,
AND IT AIN'T HIS--
AND IT AIN'T REALLY HIS FAULT, BECAUSE HE DONE HIS DAMN JOB.
MY DADDY HAD 14 CANCERS CUT OUT OF HIM.
AND HE WORE COLOSTOMY BAG RIGHT HERE.
I WAS TEN YEAR OLD
WHEN HE STARTED TAKING ME TO BARS WITH HIM,
'CAUSE DADDY WOULD GET DRUNK, YOU KNOW,
START A FIGHT, AND THEN I'D SAY,
"LOOK, MOTHERFUCKER, THIS IS MY FATHER.
"YOU HIT HIM, YOU BETTER HIT ME," I SAID,
"'CAUSE HE'S GOT BOWELS HERE.
"HE CAN'T GET HIT IN THE STOMACH.
"WHEN YOU HIT HIM, I'M GONNA FUCKIN'
BUST YOUR BRAINS OUT WITH A POOL STICK."
I ALWAYS CARRIED A POOL STICK.
ALWAYS DRANK A BEER IN A BOTTLE.
I CAN ALWAYS BREAK THE BOTTLE
AND SHOVE THE NECK IN YOUR FUCKIN' HEART,
OR I CAN ALWAYS BACK YOU UP,
GET YOU THE FUCK OUT OF MY FACE.
[rollicking bluesy music]
*
- FUCKING JACK BASTARD!
- HELL YEAH!
- MY FAVORITE VERSE IS MATTHEW'S 21:22.
AND WHEN EVERYTHING'S--
YOU'RE ASKING A PRAYER ABOUT BELIEVING,
YOU WILL RECEIVE,
BUT YOU'VE GOT TO BELIEVE IT.
AND THAT'S WHAT I'M DOING NOW,
NO MATTER HOW HARD THINGS IS DOWN ON ME.
I'M LOOKING.
I'M STILL BELIEVING.
I BELIEVE THAT GOD'S SAYING,
"HEY, LOOK HOW MUCH YOU LOVE THIS BABY.
"THREE DAYS--LET'S NOT PUSH IT OUT THREE MONTHS, THREE YEARS.
GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER."
- WELL, WE'RE IN LINCOLN COUNTY ON BODGER ROAD,
GOING TO PICK UP CHARLIE GREEN, WHICH COULD BE MY HUSBAND,
WHICH IS MY HUSBAND.
[laughs]
AND HERE IS THE COMMANDMENT HE BROKE.
[laughs]
SHIT.
I'M GONNA KILL HIM, IS WHAT I'M GONNA DO.
- READ THE SIXTH COMMANDMENT.
[rollicking bluesy music]
*
- THERE HE IS.
HEY, YOU LITTLE PRICK.
I'M LOOKING FOR CHARLES.
- LET'S GO GET HIM.
HE'S OUT THERE SOMEWHERE.
- YEAH, WHERE, THE MOTHERFUCKER?
- FUCK.
- WELL, WE WENT TO LINCOLN COUNTY LOOKING FOR CHARLES.
WE DID NOT FIND HIM.
YOU DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO, BITCH.
SO WHEN WE COME BACK TO MADISON,
WE CALL [bleep], WHICH IS HIS GIRLFRIEND,
THE ONE HE HAS THE BABY BY.
IS CHARLES OVER THERE? HUH?
THE FUN'S JUST GETTING READY TO START, HONEY.
BELIEVE THAT.
- GOD.
- * LOVING AIN'T MUCH FUN
* WITH THE LYING CHEATIN' DUMB
* YOU DIRTY ROTTEN DOUBLE-DEALING MAN *
- I CAN GO WITH THEM NOW FOR A COUPLE HOURS,
COME BACK HERE.
WAIT, WHERE YOU GOING?
YOU LEAVING? WHERE YOU GOING?
- JUST GET IN THE FUCKING HOUSE.
- SHE'S PISSED.
- * YOU DIRTY ROTTEN DOUBLE-DEALING MAN *
- WOULD YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP?
YOU ALWAYS RUN YOUR MOUTH.
- OH, BE EASY.
- THERE AIN'T ROOM FOR YOU; GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE.
THAT BEER'S GOT YOU GOOD.
GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE.
- OH, GOD DAMN, HERE.
[indistinct speech]
- MOVE IT, CHRIS. - I'M TRYING.
- I'M NOT PLAYING WITH YOU TWO FUCKIN' RETARDS.
- * I DRINK A LOT OF WHISKEY
* I'M SMOKING ALL THE TIME
* AND I'M GETTING FUCKED UP
* EVERY GODDAMN NIGHT
* EVERYBODY'S DOING COCAINE
* AND STARTING UP FIGHTS
* AND I'M LIVING FAST AND HARD
* AND DYING YOUNG
* WITH MY GODDAMN LOADED FIST OF FURY *
* DOING WHAT I DO
* AND I'M SPITTIN' IN YOUR FACE *
* 'CAUSE I'M DOMINATING YOU
* LIVING HARD AND DOING TIME
* AND I DON'T GIVE A FUCK
* AND I BEEN BEAT DOWN AND THROWN AROUND *
* AND NOW YOU'RE OUT OF LUCK
* AND PUNCH
* FIGHT, FUCK
* PUNCH
* FIGHT, FUCK
- YOU WAIT TILL I GET BACK HOME TONIGHT.
YOU KNOW THERE'LL BE A HELL OF A FIGHT.
- YOU AIN'T GOING BACK HOME, SORRY TO TELL YOU.
- OH, YEAH, I AM. - OH, NO, YOU'RE NOT.
- BE GODDAMNED.
- NO, NO, YOU'RE STUCK WITH OL' MOUSIE TONIGHT.
MOUSIE'S GETTING DICK TONIGHT.
- YOU CAN GO FUCK HER RIGHT NOW.
- SHH, GOD DAMN.
HELL NO.
- YES. - NO.
[laughter]
- WILL BE YOUR COCK LATER.
- NO.
- I WILL... - NO, YOU AIN'T.
- BEFORE THE NIGHT'S OVER WITH.
- THE HELL, YOU WILL.
[laughter]
NO.
- GIVE ME A KISS.
- QUIT IT, MAN. - GIVE HER A KISS.
- GIVE ME A FUCKING KISS AND QUIT ACTING STUPID!
- NO, QUIT, QUIT.
NO.
QUIT.
CHRIS, YOU MOTHERFUCKER.
GOD DAMN YOU, YOU--
- KISS ME.
- QUIT. - KISS ME.
- QUIT.
- LIKE YOU MEAN IT.
- GOD DAMN IT!
- LIKE YOU MEAN IT!
DO IT LIKE YOU MEAN IT.
- [sighs]
[laughter]
I WAS MARRIED TO HER, YOU FUCKIN' RETARD.
- WELL, YOU GET UP ON IT THEN.
[laughter and muffled speech]
- QUIT, GOD DAMN IT.
- GET 'ER DONE.
- * PUNCH - * PUNCH
- * FIGHT - * FIGHT
- * AND...
[together] * FUCK
- [laughing] ALL RIGHT.
- OKAY.
NOW WE GOT THAT ALL ACCOMPLISHED.
NOW, NOW WHAT?
[Mendelssohn's Wedding March]
[smooch]
- QUIT IT.
OKAY, QUIT.
- I GOT A BUZZ.
- I'M NEVER GETTING MARRIED, NEVER.
- COME ON, WE'RE GETTING READY TO TAKE YOU IN THE STORE
THAT WE GOT MARRIED IN.
[climactic orchestral music]
[Wagner's Wedding March]
*
- WE COME DOWN HERE,
PICK OUR MEDICINE UP AT THIS PHARMACY.
- LORTAB 10s, 90, AND 60 PURPLE XANAXES.
SO WE GET THE MEDICINE.
WE COME OUT HERE IN THE TRUCK.
WE CRUSH FOUR UP.
WE SNORT 'EM.
- YOU THINK I WASN'T FUCKED UP?
YEAH, I WAS FUCKED UP.
- THE PHARMACIST WAS A PREACHER, A PASTOR OR WHATEVER.
AND THEY TOOK US OVER TO THE FLOWER DEPARTMENT
AND MARRIED US.
WHAT THE FUCK?
I WANTED TO GET MARRIED.
THAT DIDN'T DO US APART.
THAT DID.
[laughter]
DO YOU REGRET IT?
- HELL, YEAH.
[laughter]
- HE THINKS HE'S GOING HOME
WHEN HE GETS BACK TO BOONE COUNTY,
BUT I GOT NEWS FOR HIM; HE'S NOT.
I'M HOLDING HIM HOSTAGE.
- MAN, IT'S 3:00, 4:00 IN THE FUCKING MORNING.
- CHARLES GETTING IN MY BED.
AND CHRISTOPHER'S GETTING ON THE COUCH.
[Mendelssohn's Wedding March]
*
- AH, QUIT IT!
[sirens wailing]
- THE WHITES ARE A PRODUCT OF THE MOUNTAIN CULTURE.
AND THIS IS THE SAME TYPE OF CULTURE THAT SPAWNED
THE HATFIELD-MCCOY FEUD, FOR EXAMPLE.
THEY COME FROM A TIME AND A PLACE
WHERE THEY WERE ISOLATED.
THEY WERE ISOLATED BY GEOGRAPHY.
THEY WERE ISOLATED BY CULTURE.
[horn honking] [man shouting]
- WELL, YOU KNOW WHAT?
HE KNOWS HOW TO "BEEP-BEEP."
- WEST VIRGINIA HAS BEEN OWNED FOR ALMOST ALL OF ITS EXISTENCE
BY WEALTHY INTERESTS OUTSIDE OF THE STATE.
IT'S LIKE SOME AFRICAN NATIONS THAT EUROPEAN NATIONS GO
AND EXPLOIT THE NATURAL RESOURCES,
TAKE ALL THE WEALTH, AND THEN LEAVE.
- PICK 'EM UP, BABY.
- MAY I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION, PLEASE?
THANK YOU FOR COMING TO THE 15TH ANNUAL
COAL MINERS MEMORIAL SERVICE.
- IT'S GOOD MONEY; IT'S WEST VIRG--
- IT'S WEST VIRGINIA, BUDDY.
- YOU GONNA BE A MINER.
- COAL MINING IS, THAT'S THE BEST JOB
IN WEST VIRGINIA RIGHT NOW.
- YEAH, AND ALL THE BITCHES LOVE COAL MINERS.
[laughing] WELL, I AIN'T GONNA LIE TO YOU.
- THEY DO.
- LET US PRAY.
WE THANK YOU, HEAVENLY FATHER,
FOR THIS OPPORTUNITY TO PRAY FOR THE FAMILIES
OF THOSE WHO HAVE LOST SOMEONE
IN A MINING ACCIDENT IN THE MOST RECENT YEAR.
- YOU GO UNDERGROUND, YOU DON'T KNOW
IF YOU'RE COMING UP THE NEXT NIGHT--I MEAN THE MORNING.
- YOU'D BE A STUPID MOTHERFUCKER
IF YOU DIDN'T THINK YOU WAS GONNA DIE.
- YOU WATCHED YOUR FELLOW
GET COVERED UP IN A SLEDGE FALL.
HE'S DEAD.
HE'S JUST TAKEN OUT OF THE MINES.
IT'S JUST ANOTHER DAY IN THE MINES.
- WHEN YOU GO IN THAT HOLE, "MAN, IT'S GONNA CAVE IN,
"OR COULD IT BLOW IN, OR COULD I DROWN,
OR GET ELECTROCUTED."
THAT'S FOUR THINGS CAN MAJOR HAPPEN TO YOU.
- PEOPLE WHO HAVE BEEN WORKING
IN ONE OF THE MOST DANGEROUS OCCUPATIONS THAT THERE IS.
IT CREATES A CERTAIN FATALISM
AND A LACK OF THE FEAR OF DEATH.
THAT TYPE OF THINKING IS PERVASIVE.
IT'S A SENSE OF HOPELESSNESS, BECAUSE YOU DON'T FIND
A WHOLE LOT OF OPTIMISM ABOUT THE FUTURE.
- THOSE VALUE SYSTEMS WERE PASSED DOWN,
GENERATION TO GENERATION.
[rhythmic tapping]
- * LITTLE PIECE OF CORNBREAD LAYING ON THE SHELF *
* LITTLE PIECE OF CORNBREAD LAYING ON THE SHELF *
* YOU WANT ANYMORE, YOU CAN SING IT YOURSELF *
* GROUNDHOG
- MY FATHER D. RAY WHITE WORKED IN THE COAL MINES.
THEN HE GOT SICK.
THEN HE COULDN'T WORK NO MORE IN THE MINES.
- WHEN D. RAY WAS COMING ALONG,
COAL MINES PAID PEOPLE SCRIP.
WHEN YOU WORKED FOR A CERTAIN COAL COMPANY,
YOU GOT THEIR SCRIP.
YOU HAD TO GO BUY FROM THEIR COMPANY STORE,
AND SO REALLY, A DOLLAR IN SCRIP
ONLY BOUGHT YOU 30 CENTS IN GROCERIES, OKAY?
I MEAN, YOU WERE JUST ENSLAVED BY THE COAL COMPANIES.
SO D. RAY SEES ALL OF THIS.
HE SEES POLITICIANS, SHERIFFS, COAL COMPANIES DOING IT.
WHAT'S WRONG WITH D. RAY DOING IT
TO HELP HIS FAMILY ALONG?
- I HEARD THAT D. RAY SAW HOW THE COAL COMPANIES
WERE RIPPING PEOPLE OFF,
AND HE DECIDED IF EVERYONE ELSE WERE CHEATERS AND CROOKS,
HE WAS GONNA TRY AND WORK THE SYSTEM
JUST LIKE THE COAL COMPANIES DID.
- WELL, IF YOU DON'T DO IT, THE OTHER FELLA WILL.
EVERYBODY DOES IT, SO WHY CAN'T WE DO IT?
- D. RAY WAS A MASTER.
D. RAY UNDERSTOOD THE SOCIAL SECURITY SYSTEM
BETTER THAN MOST ATTORNEYS.
HE GOT ALL OF HIS KIDS "CRAZY CHECKS," AS THEY SAY.
- MY FATHER SIGNED ME UP ON A CHECK,
I THINK, WHEN I WAS ABOUT 11 AND 12 AND STUFF,
AND I'VE BEEN GETTING IT EVER SINCE.
- I GET A GODDAMN CHECK FROM THE GOVERNMENT
SAYING THAT I AM FUCKIN' CERTIFIED CRAZY.
[laughter and coughing]
- WHAT--WHY ARE YOU CRAZY?
- 'CAUSE I WANT TO BE.
- THAT HAS REALLY, REALLY BEEN A PROBLEM
WITH THE WHITE FAMILY, IS THE ENTITLEMENT,
IS THE ENTITLEMENT TYPE OF CULTURE
AND THE DISABILITY CULTURE.
AND THAT'S LED A LOT TO WHAT THEY ARE NOW.
[cheers and shouts]
- THE MEANEST, THE BIGGEST, AND THE BADDEST!
- THAT'S RIGHT!
- THEY DON'T EXPECT A WHOLE LOT OUT OF LIFE.
AND THEY LIVE FOR THE IMMEDIATE.
- * WELL, I WAS BORN A COAL MINER'S DAUGHTER *
* IN A CABIN ON A HILL IN BUTCHER HOLLER *
- HERE IT'S JUST LIKE YOU'RE JUST WAITING AROUND
FOR EVERYTHING TO GET WORSE AND EVERYTHING TO END.
IT'S SAD.
- * NOT MUCH IS LEFT BUT THE POOR *
* NOTHING LIVES HERE ANYMORE
* EXCEPT THE MEMORIES OF COAL MINER'S DAUGHTER *
[crowd cheering]
HELL YEAH!
THANK YOU!
- I'M NOT GETTING THE BABY.
- LET ME GO DOWN THERE AND KILL A MOTHERFUCKER,
AND I PROBABLY WON'T EVEN HAVE TO GO TO COURT OR NOTHING
AND WALK SCOTT FREE.
- SON OF A BITCH, THEY DONE HAD IT ALL PLANNED OUT.
IT'S MESSED UP, MAN.
REGARDLESS, FUCK, ONE THING ABOUT IT,
I LIKE TO FIGHT, AND I'M A HELL OF A FIGHTER.
AND I'M NOT GONNA GIVE UP.
I DON'T GIVE UP THIS EASY.
HEY, PENNY.
HOW'S YOU BEEN DOING?
I DON'T CARE WHERE IT IS.
THAT DOESN'T MATTER TO ME,
AS LONG AS I CAN--
SINGLE.
UNEMPLOYED.
A PRESCRIPTION FRAUD.
NO, I HAVEN'T BEEN CHARGED WITH IT.
EVERY DAY.
VICODIN AND A COUPLE XANAX.
AND I'VE SMOKED WEED.
WHAT'S PCP?
NO, I DON'T DO ANGEL DUST.
OKAY, I SURE APPRECIATE IT.
OKAY, BYE.
SHE'S GONNA GET ME STRAIGHT IN THERE ON MONDAY.
- SHE'LL DO ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING
AND ALL SHE CAN BEFORE SHE GOES OUT OF HERE,
ESPECIALLY PILLS AND STUFF.
- I HAVE TO ADMIT IT.
IF THERE'S A PILLED LAID OUT THERE,
I'M GONNA DO IT,
'CAUSE I KNOW I ONLY GOT 48 HOURS TO DO IT IN.
[tires screeching]
- THIS BOTTLE IS SUS-IRK'S LAST PARTY FOR REHAB.
WE'RE HAVING HER ONE LAST PARTY BEFORE SHE GOES TO REHAB
AT THE BOWLING ALLEY IN CHAPMANVILLE, WEST VIRGINIA.
AND I SIGNED EVERYONE'S NAME ON IT THAT DRUNK OUT OF IT.
THAT WAY, I'M GONNA KEEP IT TREASURE.
THAT WAY, WHEN KIRK COMES OUT STRAIGHT AND CLEAN,
I'M GONNA SAY, "REMEMBER THIS?"
- CAN I SAY ONE THING?
FUCK YOU, DENNIS [bleep].
[upbeat country music]
*
OW-OO!
- WHOO-HOO!
- * NOW LET ME TELL YOU 'BOUT
* A WILD, WILD PARTY
* I WAS AT LAST NIGHT
*
both: * NOBODY SEEMS TO CARE
*
- REALLY HAD TO PEE.
- * IT WAS A WILD PARTY
* AND I KNOW
* WE WERE LUCKY TO BE ALIVE
- [shouting indistinctly]
- REHAB? I AIN'T GOING TO REHAB.
I DON'T NEED NO FUCKIN' REHAB.
- [shouting indistinctly]
- Y'ALL, WHAT NIPPLES.
- I DONE HAD MY REHAB,
TEN MONTHS IN LAKIN CORRECTIONAL FACILITY.
I'M DONE.
NOW IT'S TIME TO PARTY.
[jaunty country music]
*
- * OH, SICK
* SOBER AND SORRY
* BROKE, DISGUSTED, AND SAD
- THIS IS FUCKED UP.
- * SICK, SOBER, AND SORRY
* BUT LOOK AT THE FUN THAT I HAD *
- I HATE REHAB.
- WELL, YOU GOT TO SOMETIMES GOT TO DO THINGS IN LIFE
YOU DON'T WANT TO DO.
- FLIP OFF DENNIS, REHAB.
- LET'S DROP DENNIS.
HE AIN'T IN THIS PICTURE NO MORE.
- DENNIS IS A IDIOT.
- YEP, THAT'S TRUE.
- TAKE ME TO DENNIS SO I CAN BLOW HIS HEAD OFF.
- [whispering] I CAN'T STOP IT.
- TYLOR, DON'T BE SAYING THAT.
THEY'RE RECORDING IT.
YOU WANT TO GO TO JAIL?
- DENNIS, MAN.
I'D BLOW HIS HEAD OFF.
[laughter]
- * LOOK AT THE FUN THAT I HAD
- YOU TIRED? - MM-HMM.
WANT TO TAKE THAT SWEATER OFF?
- MM-HMM.
- WE GOT TO GO TO BECKLEY AND DROP ME OFF,
AND THEN Y'ALL COME BACK.
- WHY DO WE GOT TO GO TO BECKLEY?
- 'CAUSE I GOT TO GO OVER THERE AND STAY, BUB.
- FOREVER?
- NO.
DO YOU KNOW WHAT REHAB IS?
- NO.
CAN I STOP AT THE DOLLAR STORE FOR A LITTLE BIT?
- NO, WE GOT TO GO.
[bluesy country guitar music]
*
- WHERE YOU GOING, SUSAN?
- REHAB.
- REHAB?
CAN I GO? - REHABILITATION CENTER.
- WELL...
- CHARLIE'S BEEN IN THIS FAMILY FOR MANY YEARS.
- ME AND SUSAN, WE'VE BEEN AROUND THE HORN.
- YEAH.
- [laughs]
- YOU WANT TO GO OR NOT?
WANT YOU TO GO WITH HER.
CAN'T YOU TAKE THE HINT?
- YEAH.
- HEADING TO REHAB.
AND STEVE'S GONNA TAKE US TO WHERE THE REHAB IS.
- GET-STRAIGHT TIME.
- HER EX-HUSBAND.
BEEN IN THE FAMILY FOR MANY YEARS.
HE'S A GOOD FELLER AND A HARD WORKER,
AND HE'LL ALWAYS STAY IN THE FAMILY,
JUST LIKE CHARLIE.
- COME ON, TURKEY.
[loud whistle]
- LET'S GO!
COME ON, HURRY.
- HOW LONG YOU GOT TO BE IN REHAB?
- I CAN STAY THREE MONTHS.
I CAN STAY-- - THREE MONTHS?
- I CAN STAY SIX MONTHS.
I CAN STAY UP TO TWO YEARS.
- WELL, WHO DECIDES THE TIME?
- ME.
- BETTER NOT GO IN THERE ONE FUCKING DAY AND COME OUT.
- I'M NOT.
- I'LL KICK YOUR ASS.
- I GOT TO DO THIS.
- WELL, WHO TOLD YOU YOU GOT TO DO IT?
- I DID.
- YOU DID?
YOU MIGHT AS WELL LOOK AT THIS DEAL
AS YOUR LAST CHANCE.
- I AM; THAT'S WHAT I'M SAYING.
[acoustic guitar music]
*
- AT THIS LIGHT UP HERE,
YOU'RE GONNA GO STRAIGHT THROUGH,
AND YOU'LL BE RIGHT AT F.M.R.S.
YOU'RE HERE.
YOU UP FOR IT?
- I AIN'T GOT NO OTHER CHOICE.
*
- HE'LL BE 47 YEARS OLD WHEN HE GETS OUT.
[sniffs]
I'LL BE DEAD AND GONE.
- THAT SUCKS, YOU KNOW?
YOUNG BOY LIKE THAT, MAN.
LIFE WASTED.
IF HE'D HAVE KILLED HIM, HE'D PROBABLY GOT LESSER TIME.
[laughs]
IT'S SAD BUT TRUE.
[acoustic bluegrass music]
*
- * WAY DOWN IN WEST VIRGINIA
* THERE'S SOME PEOPLE WHO ARE ONE OF A KIND *
* THEY DON'T NEED NOTHING FROM NOBODY *
* 'CAUSE THEY'RE ALREADY DOING FINE *
* YOU GOT BERTIE MAE WHITE
* SHE'S THE STRONGEST WOMAN
* THAT I'VE EVER MET IN MY LIFE *
* SHE RAISED OVER 24 OF HER OWN *
* AND HAD TO WATCH HER HUSBAND DIE *
* BUT SHE'S ALWAYS FIGHTING HARD *
* AND LIVING OFF THE LAND
* AND WHEN SHE'S DONE LIVING IN THIS WORLD *
* YOU KNOW THE LORD'S GONNA TAKE HER BY HER HAND *
* AND OL' MAMIE, YOU KNOW SHE'S STILL RAISING HELL *
* AND THE LEGEND OF D. RAY WHITE *
* WILL NEVER DIE, LIKE THE REBEL YELL *
* YEAH THE LEGEND OF D. RAY WHITE *
* WILL NEVER DIE, LIKE THE REBEL YELL *
*
[somber string music]
*
- THIS IS BANDYTOWN.
THIS IS MY FAMILY CEMETERY.
AND THIS IS MY BROTHER'S GRAVE HERE, DORSEY,
ONE THAT BLOWED HIS BRAINS OUT AND KILLED HIS SELF.
AND OVER THROUGH HERE IS MY DADDY'S GRAVE,
DONALD RAY WHITE.
SOMEONE TOOK A CHISEL TO.
THIS RIGHT HERE IS MY SISTER'S GRAVE,
ONA FONTAINE.
SHE WAS NEXT TO ME, AND A BEAUTIFUL GIRL.
AND SHE GOT SLAY AND KILLED IN CLEVELAND
BY HER EX-HUSBAND THAT SHE DIVORCED.
AND THIS GRAVE HERE IS MY OTHER SISTER'S, VIRGINIA.
AND SHE WAS PREGNANT AT THE TIME SHE WAS KILLED
IN A CAR WRECK; BOTH MY SISTERS WAS.
BUT THIS IS MY SISTER'S GRAVE, AND LIKE I SAID,
IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME SINCE I'VE BEEN UP HERE,
'CAUSE I KINDLY REALLY
KNOCKED OFF AND LIVE IN MY OWN WORLD
ON ACCOUNT OF, YOU KNOW, SHIT WAS GOING DOWN, YOU KNOW.
SOME FAMILIES JUST CAN'T GET IT TOGETHER.
- BUT IT SEEMS LIKE PEOPLE IN THE WHITE FAMILY,
A LOT OF THEM DIED YOUNGER THAN OTHER PEOPLE.
- UH, I HAVE NO-- I DON'T KNOW IF IT'S THE SIN
OR THE THING THAT BOTHERS 'EM THAT LIVES IN 'EM
OR THE DEMON THAT THEY CARRY OR WHAT IT IS.
BUT IT'S JUST STRANGE HOW EVERYTHING HAD HAPPENED
IN OUR FAMILY.
IT SEEMS LIKE IT'S--
MY LIFE, OUR LIVES, HAS JUST BEEN A PARTY,
AND WE'RE JUST LIVING LIKE IT'S A STORY,
THAT WE'RE ALREADY DEAD, BUT WE'RE STILL ALIVE TOO,
GET TO TELL ABOUT IT.
SOMETHING OF THAT NATURE, AND IT'S WEIRD.
AND I STILL, TO THIS DAY,
AIN'T FIGURED OUT HOW COME ALL THIS STUFF'S GOING DOWN.
[dramatic acoustic guitar]
*
- I'M AT PINE HAVEN.
IT'S A REHAB, LONG-TERM REHAB.
AND I'VE BEEN CLEAN FOR THREE MONTHS.
THAT'S MY 24-HOUR COIN.
THAT'S MY 30-DAY COIN.
AND THAT'S MY 60-DAY COIN.
- MOMMY!
- I COME TO GET TYLOR TODAY.
HE'S GOING TO SPEND THE NEXT FIVE MONTHS
WITH ME OVER THERE.
- YOU NEVER PLAY WITH ME.
- WE'LL PLAY IN THE PARK.
HOW ABOUT I SIT THERE, AND--
- IS THERE--
THERE'S A PARK BY THERE?
- THERE'S A PLAYGROUND, BUT, TYLOR,
MOM CAN'T GET IN NO HOLES AND STUFF AND CRAWL.
I MIGHT GET STUCK IN 'EM.
- YOU WILL LEAVE ME.
- I'M NOT GONNA LEAVE YOU. - YOU ALWAYS DO.
- I'M NOT GOING TO LEAVE YOU.
- YOU LEFT ME LAST TIME.
- WHY DO YOU ALWAYS REMIND ME OF THAT?
I'VE TOLD YOU I'M SORRY, LIKE, A MILLION TIMES.
- NO, YOU HAVEN'T. YOU ONLY SAID--
- OH, OKAY, I'M REALLY, REALLY SORRY
FOR EVER LEAVING YOU ANYWHERE.
I'M REALLY SORRY FOR NEVER PLAYING YOUR GAME WITH YOU.
- THAT'S BETTER.
- MOM'S REALLY SORRY.
- NOW SAY IT AGAIN.
- I'M SORRY, TYLOR, OKAY?
I'M SO SORRY.
- YOU DON'T HAVE TO SAY, "I'M SO SORRY."
- OH, I'M SORRY.
WILL YOU EVER FORGIVE ME?
- YEAH.
- OKAY.
- WHAT?
- NOTHING.
[acoustic guitar music]
BOONE COUNTY'S MY DOWNFALL.
I LOVE IT, BUT IF I'M HERE TOO LONG,
IT'S LIKE IT'S MY HOLE, AND IT SUCKS ME IN.
IT FUCKS ME UP.
*
KIRK'S GOT SOME PROBLEMS.
AND THAT'S IT.
- GOOD.
MOMMY, COME EAT NOW.
- I AM.
- COME ON.
YOU DONE?
THANK YOU, TYLOR.
SAVED BY TYLOR.
- [squealing]
[woman shouting]
- IT'S SAD.
YOU KNOW, WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE,
AND WE'RE GONNA ALL HAVE TO BE RISEN AND JUDGED.
YOU GO THIS WAY, AND YOU GO THIS WAY.
YOU DON'T LIVE FOR THE LORD,
THEN YOU'RE GONNA GO THAT WAY TO HELL.
AND YOU GOT A CHOICE.
HE DIED FOR YOU ON THE CROSS.
IF YOU DON'T WANT TO SERVE HIM, THEN WHEN YOU DIE,
YOU'RE GONNA HAVE TO PAY YOUR CONSEQUENCES LIKE ME.
I'M GONNA BURN LIKE THE REST, I GUESS.
WE ALL GOING TO HELL.
YOU KNOW WE ARE IF WE AIN'T SAVED CHRISTIANS,
HELL BOUND.
IT'S SCARY.
- AT YOUR FUNERAL,
WHAT DO YOU WANT PEOPLE TO DO?
- PARTY THEIR BALLS OFF,
BLOW POT IN MY FACE AND SNORT PILLS ON MY HEAD, AND...
FUCKIN' ROCK AND ROLL, BABY.
[upbeat bluesy music]
*
- FUCK YOU.
[giggles]
*
FUCK YOU!
*
- DO YOU THINK LIFE'S A GOOD THING OR A BAD THING?
- I AIN'T NEVER FUCKIN' SEEN IT BEING GOOD.
COME IN THIS WORLD WITH NOTHING.
I GUESS I'LL DIE WITH NOTHING.
BUT AT LEAST THE WORLD KNOWS WHO THE FUCK WE ARE.
[lively bluesy rock music]
*
[acoustic guitar music]
*
- * IN THE HILLS AND THE HOLLERS *
* AND DOWN THE MOUNTAINSIDE
* WE ARE THE SONS AND THE DAUGHTERS *
* OF BERTIE MAE AND D. RAY WHITE *
* SOME FOLKS WONDER WHY WE WANDER *
* THROUGH THIS WILDERNESS
* WE JUST LOOK AT THEM RIGHT CRAZY *
* AND TELL 'EM, KISS OUR ASS *
* WE ARE ONE BIG-ASS HAPPY FAMILY *
* UNDER ONE BIG-ASS FAMILY TREE *
* WE ARE ONE BIG-ASS HAPPY FAMILY *
* AND LIFE IS ONE BIG-ASS FAMILY JUBILEE *
* ALMOST HEAVEN, WEST VIRGINIA *
* ALMOST HELL, IT'S PARADISE
* HOME TO THE WILD
* AND THE WONDERFUL WHITES
* DOWN FROM DRYDEN HOLLERS
* THE DANCING OUTLAW CAME
* WE ALL COME FROM BOONE COUNTY *
* NOW THE WHOLE WORLD KNOWS OUR NAME *
* AND WE ARE ONE BIG-ASS HAPPY FAMILY *
* AND LIFE IS ONE BIG-ASS FAMILY JUBILEE *
*
[lively bluegrass music]
*
- YEAH!
WAY TO GO, BROTHER!
GET 'ER DONE!