Coyote Ugly

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Coyote Ugly


[ Train Rattling ]

Why don't you, like,ever realize the truth, Vince?

I ate nine pies and a meatball heroin one hour. That's a record.

It wasn't nine pies.It was eight.

You left two slices of mushroomon the last tray.

- Violet?- You guys, it was six pies. No hero.

I had to call the paramedicsto pump your stomach, and it wasthree and a half years ago.

When are you guys gonna talkabout something else?
When someone comes throughthat door and breaks the record,
then we'll stop talkin'about the subject.
Enjoy your pie, guys.
- It's the last one I'll ever serve.- Aren't you forgetting something?
Quit it, Pete.I'm not doin' that.
It's a tradition.Sign the card.
I got it, folks.I got the first autograph.
- Hey, Violet. All right!- Violet's on her way to the wall.
That's @yearsof girls leaving town.
That Wallis jinxed.I won't sit near that wall.
Let's hope you have better luckthan they did.
- [Crowd Shouting]- Ladies and gentlemen.
As you all know, my best friend,Violet Sanford,
has decided--
has decided to leaveSouth Amboy tomorrow...
and travel the milesto New York City.
So-- Okay, come on.Bring her up here, girls.
- Come on, Violet.- [ Crowd Hooting ]
Come on, Vi.Come on, everyone.
Hey, Violet, come on.Come up here.

- Come on, honey.- You guys!

Now, I think it's only fairthat tonight, on her last nightwith us in Jersey,

she grace uswith a little tune.

No way!

[ Girls ]At first I was afraidI was petrified

Kept thinkin' I could neverlive without you by my side

Then I spent so many nightsthinking how you did me wrong

And I grew strongand I knew how to get along

No, not I

I will survive

Oh, as long asI know how to loveI know I'll be alive

I got all my life to liveI got all my love to give

I'll surviveI will survive

[Man Whistles]Look at this!

Four people killed last nightin New York.

No reason at all.

Police have no leads.[ Clicks Tongue ]

- Tragic.- Dad, what're you doin?

I guess four outof seven million ain't so bad.

Headlines should read,"" Millions Survive Night in New York.""

Dad, stop. I get the point.Here. Eat your eggs.

They're not eggs. They're egg whites.And I'd rather eat the carton.

You've already lost six pounds.You're staying on this diet.No fast food. No sausage.

Oh, and I bought you someof those Lean Cuisine meals,and I put 'em in the freezer.

- My mouth is watering already.- And I lined your vitamins upon the counter.

- I don't take vitamins.- You do now. Just take them.

Oh, and I put fresh batteriesin the TV remote and setthe V.C.R. timer so--

Excuse me. Excuse me.Am I missing something here?

I'm the parent. You're the childrunning away to live by herself.

I should be tellin' youhow to live.

Fine. How should I live?

- Simple. Don't go.- [ Sighs ]

I got that Irish Spring you like.Oh. And Dad, whatever you do--

- Don't do the laundry.- [ Muttering ] Don't do the laundry.

Just leave it by the dyer and I'lldo it when I come home every Sunday.

Ah, this is interesting.

They say the handrailson the subway system could one daylead to an outbreak of plague.

Dad. Look.

You said I could bewhatever I wanna be.

I never said songwriterin New York City.That's the exception.

You said anything,and I believed you, so--

[ Sighs ] I'm not leavin' this housewithout your support.

- [Car Horn Honking]- That's Gloria. What's it gonna be?

[ Sighs ]

Violet, I saw how hard it wasfor your mother when she didn't make it.

But if she was here,she'd tell me to shut up,

wish you luckand give you a big hug.

I'm not gonna give you a big hug,and I'm not gonna wish you luck, but...

I am gonna shut up, sit herewith my coffee and pretend to be mad.

Is that okay?

This is the last of it.

- Honey, are you okay with that?- Yeah, I got it.

I got it. Wait.

All right.That's everything.

- Let's hit it.- Good luck.

There, I said it.

- Love you.- Put some pepper spray in yourpurse. Even if you're not sure.

Just start spraying.

You know, you're not alone,Mr. Sanford.

Hey, you know, me and youshould have dinner sometime.

I'm lockin' the doors.

At first I was afraidI was petrified

Kept thinkin' I could neverlive without you by my side

Oh, no, not I

I will survive

As long as I have love to giveI know I'll be alive

I've got all my life to liveI've got all my loveto give

I will survive

I will survive

All right.This is it.

What do you think?

I had a feelingyou were gonna need this.

- What are you doing?- What? It's just someemergency cash I saved up.

Honey, from the looks of this place,I'd say this is our emergency.

Well, I'm not takin' it.

Fine, then.

I'm freezing your assets.

So, thanksfor everything.

- I'll call ya.- [ Sniffing ]

What is this?

It's just that all our lives,you know, we always had one thingin common, you and me.

What are you talking about?

It's like, you know we saidwe wouldn't lose our virginity...

until we got married,and that didn't happen.

And then we said we'd go tocollege or junior college...

or dental hygienist school,you know.

And that didn't happen.

We've never followed throughon a single thing, you know.

And I think that'swhat makes us so special.

[ Chuckles ]And this is why you're crying?

Well...

a long time ago you told methat you were gonna move to New York.

But everyone thought you'd juststay in Jersey and get marriedlike me and Danny are gonna.

You know. And-- And look at you.

No matter what,you really did it right,

and I'm so proud of you.

[ Sighs ]

[ Soft Ballad ]

[Pounding]Enough! You hear me?

[Shouting]You be quiet!Enough in there!

I don't like to bealone in the night

And I don't like tohear I'm wrong when I'm right

And I don't like to

Have the rain on my shoe

Hi. I'm Violet Sanford.I just recently moved to New York,

and I was wonderingif you would give my tapeto one of your artists.

Violet, that is so cute.

Now, let me tell you about me.My name is Wendy,and I first moved to New York...

when I was to be a dancer,but I broke my big toe.

And then I got knocked upby this actor who dumped meto join the Peace Corps.

So for the last yearsI been raisin' my daughterall by myself.

And then two weeks agoshe tells me that she is a bisexual...

and that she hates me morethan any person on this planet.[Chuckles]

Now, tell me how I canhelp you, please,

because I am dyingto make your dreams come true.

You don't take the tapeunless it comes from an agent,

but I can't get an agentuntil I get published?

If we were to listen to that tape,that would give you grounds...

for a copyrightor plagiarism lawsuit.

It's just a little tape.All I want is someone to sing my songs.

Welcome to the music business.

[Phone Ringing]

- Good evening. I.D., please.- Hi. Uh, sure.

Maybe

Find a way to make itback someday

- What can I get you?- Let me ask you something.

I'm a songwriter. Is there someonehere I could talk to about my songs?

I've been a strugglingsax player for years.

- What can I get you from the bar?- Pepsi and some crackers.

[Continues]

- [ People Chattering ]- Hey. How are you doing?

Then I hope there's someoneout there

Excuse me.Who's that guy?

That would be Mr. O'Donnell.

Mr. O'Donnell.He's the manager or something?

Yeah. He's the music manager.He's in charge of finding bands and...

booking new talent.

Run away with my heart

Run away with my hope

Hey, where the hell were you,O'Donnell?

I got orders stacked up hereand nobody to run the grill.

Fifteen orders, Walt.Is that all?

Gimme ten minutes,I'll catch us up. Go on. Lie down.

Relax. You look tired.

We can talk aboutmy raise later.

You think this is Australia?There's no raise. I'm about to fire you.

[Door Opens, People Laughing]

Um, excuse me.Mr. O'Donnell?

- Yes.- Mr. O'Donnell.My name is Violet Sanford.

I'm a songwriter.I just wanted to give this to you.

I know it's not the most professionalway to submit a tape.

- But this is all pretty new to me.- It's pretty new to me too.

I just figured as the managerof a club like this, you must knowevery band on the East Coast.

The manager...of this club.

Um--

- You guys go ahead. I'll catch up.- Sure thing.

Mr. O'Donnell.

[ Clears Throat ]

I don't usually do this,Violet.

Um, but I-- I havea feeling about you.

- So I'm gonna take your tape,and I'm gonna see what I can do.- Thank you.

I can't believehow easy this was.

Neither can I.

Uh, you wanna go forsome coffee or something?

O'Donnell, who do I look like?Your goddamn maid?

That's Mr. O'Donnell,

but I'll let it slidethis time.

I told you to take your stuffhome and wash it.

You got cow greasecaked on the front.

Walt, I've warned youabout your attitude-- You're fired.

Oh, you better notpush me, kid.

I can find a hundred otherlittle punks like you,can burn a turkey burger.

Minimum wage punk.

Maybe we should start over. Uh...

I'm Kevin O'Donnell,

and I work the grillhere at the Fiji Mermaid Club.

I just made a completefool of myself.

I was gonna tell you.

I'm almost sureI would have told you.

I just want you to knowI'm not following you home.

I'm just walking myselfblocks in the wrong direction.

- I asked you to leave me alone.- Did I mention how sorry I am?

I mean, not that it's all my fault.You did throw yourself at me.

I didn't throw myself at you.

I was pretending to be sweetand innocent so you'd give me a break.

- Can I ask you a question?- What?

Is there a reason we just walkedin a circle? Are you lost?

I'm not lost.Somebody just moved my street.

You-- You wanna play a game?

I bet I can guesswhere you're from.

I'm about to get outmy pepper spray.

I reckon you'refrom a big city.

And there's no sign from hereof a belly button ring...

or a tongue piercing.

- I gotta go with Chicago.- Okay.

I've never had anyone stareat my ass for half an hour,so I'm gonna say good night.

And I'm hopingyou're gonna say it back.

Okay. I can take a hint.

I really do know a lot of peoplein the music business.

You just don't give up,do ya?

- Well, it was the sweet andinnocent thing. It did me in.- Good night, Kevin.

Just for the record,I was only staring at your assfor the first minutes.

-[Man Answering Phone]William Morris.- I don't mean to interrupt.

- I just want to leave this--- I'll transfer.

- William Morris. Please hold.- It's a demo. I'm a songwriter.

William Morris.I'll be right with you.

[ Phones Disconnect ]

I just want to leave thisfor Whitney and Mariah.

- I'm sure they'repersonal friends of yours.- Look.

I'm sure it sounds great in your shower,but karaoke ended a half-hour ago.

So if you'd like to getyour songs heard,you're gonna have to take them...

to an open mic nightjust like everyone else.

[ Phones Resume Ringing ]William Morris.

I'll transfer.You're not getting validated.

Caught in a mirror

-[Pool Balls Clacking]- Looking throughsympathetic eyes

- Can I help you?- Um--

Yeah, hi. Uh, I'm sure all your spacesare filled for tonight.

I just wanted to come downand check out what this wholeopen mic thing was about.

I can squeeze you in in ten minutes.A couple of my regulars,they called in sick.

So, uh, I've gotsome spaces to fill.

I need you to sign your namein here and get yourself ready.

[Singer Continues]

Bathroom's around the cornerif you want to throw up.

Next up we have a young ladynamed Violet Sanford.

So let's put our hands togetherfor New Jersey's own Violet Sanford!Come on up, Violet.

Good! There we go.Yeah. Whoo!

-[Woman] Yea, Violet!-[Scattered Applause, Whistles]

Oh, oops.

- I'm a little nervous.- So are we, honey.

Don't tease me, honey!Sing!

[Man #@]Come on, give her a break.

I'm sorry.

Hello?

[ Crying ]

You gotta cheer up. You look likesomebody ran over your dog.

Hey, um, how muchis a slice of pie?

Oh, uh,

we happen to havethe best French apple in town.

And, uh,it's on the house.

-Shut up.- You just have to pay attention.

- Okay?- Twenty.

- Twenty says it's Pretty Woman.- I will raise you ten,

because it is Home Alone.

- Oh?- You guys have to read the signs.

I call withSaving Private Ryan.

- What?- Let's flip this over,and Miss Jennifer from Austin...

says herfavorite movie is--

No way. There's no way!You already saw this one.

Oh, you are such a cheater.

Hello. A naked girl in army boots?Easy play to call.

- Thank you.- Those boots are kind of cute.

- I have to get me some of those.- [ Chuckles ]

Wait, wait, wait. Oh, Romero.You gotta turn that up, baby.That is the jam.

- Turn it up!There you go, there you go.- Oh, no.

- Girl, what are you doing?- Remember this? Remember this?

- [Girls Groaning]- Belly dancing.

[ Hooting ]

- Do you know those girls?- Oh, yeah. They're here everymorning around this time.

- Winding down.- Wait, wait.

- They have to, in their line of work.- Are they hookers?

No.

Coyotes.

[ Laughs ]All right.

You guys? You guys wanna seewhat Al gave me for my birthday?

- This.- You let him brand you?

- Isn't it cute?- She let them an brand her.

Hey, check it out, ladies.We each made bucks tonight.

- Mmm.- You sure you wanna begoin' off to law school?

Hmm?

- Let's make a toast.- Yeah.

To Zoe's last weekas a Coyote.

- Oh.- She's gonna beimpossible to replace.

I just wanna tell you boththat I will never, ever forget you.

[Woman]Who's up there?

- I'm lookin' for the owner.- Hey, come on down.Bring a case with you.

What are you doin' here?

- Uh, I'm gonna drop this case.Where do you want me to put it?- That depends. What do ya want?

Well, I heard you might needa new, uh--

That, uh, there might bea job opening.

Put it right there.Let me take a look at ya.

[ Groans ]Let me guess.

Piedmont, North Dakota.

South Amboy, New Jersey.

Same thing.You do any drugs?

Just coffee.That's all I can afford right now.

- Let me see your arms.- Are you kidding?

Do I look likeI'm kidding?

Ooh, where'd you getthat scar on your wrist?

Pizza oven. It's a permanentburn from pulling slices for four years.

That could be the saddest thingI've ever heard.

- Um, what's next?You want a urine sample?- Ha, ha.

I prefer blood.

Look, are you really the owner?'Cause I've had a rough couple of days,

and so the last thing I needis some waitress on a power tripwastin' my time.

You start Friday night.Be there at :.That's when we get busy.

- You're givin' me a job?- I'm givin' you an audition.

Don't be late, Jersey girl.

I don't mean to press my luck,but would you mind telling mewhy you're hiring me?

Because the average male...

is walking around with a toddlerinside of his pants.

A two-year old, right thereinside his Dockers.

Men have two-year-old childrenin their pants?That's why you're hiring me?

You look like a kindergarten teacher.The kids'll love it.

Sorry I asked.

I.D., please.

Oh. I'm supposed tostart work here tonight.

Go ahead. Hey, you pickeda good night to start.

- It's a little slow right now,but it should pick up.- Okay.

Love is like a bombBaby, come on get it on

-Livin' like a loverwith a radarphone- [ Screams ]

Lookin' like a trampLike a video vamp

Demolition womanCan I be your man

Is this a church meetingor is this a bar? Make some noise!

[ Whooping, Shouting ]

- Yeah!- Come on

- Want it?- Take a bottle

Shake it up

Break the bubble

Break it up

Pour some sugar on me

Ooh, in the name of love

Poor some sugar on me

Come on, fire me up

-Pour your sugar on me- I'm sorry. Sorry!

- I don't think so.-Just in time.

- Where you goin'?- Uh, I was-- I was looking for you.

Good. Let's go.



Listen, red light, yellowlight, green light, go

Crazy little womanin a one-manshow

Mirrorqueen, mannequinrhythm of love

- Really love your top.- Thanks.

- I got it, um, on sale---Loosen up, uh, loosen up

You gotta squeeze a littlesqueeze a littletease a little more

Okay. Hair.

- Let's see your moves.- [ Hoots ]

That's Rachel.You can learn a lot from her.

She just cut some guy'sponytail off.

Yeah. The court ordered herto take anger management classes...

after she pummeled a customerfor grabbin' her ass.

- [ Whooping ]- He pressed charges.I gave her a raise. Cheers.

Pour some sugar on me

- There is only two rules, okay?What do you want?- Two beers.

- Don't date the customers.- Okay.

Second, don't ever bringyour boyfriends into my bar.

As of this momentyou are to appear available,but never be available.

Break my rules,I fire you on the spot.

- I-- I understand.-Jesus.

Hey! Hey, everybody!

Shut up!

I'd like you to meetmy new girl...

- whose name is--- Violet.

Jersey.

- [ Cheering ]-Jerseyis an ex-kindergarten teacher...

and a former nun who just escapedfrom the convent...

and is tired of being the only virginin New York City.

Would anyone liketo buy her a drink? Whoa!

- Come on, move! I'm workin' here.- Sorry.

- Four margaritas with salt.- All right.

Got tequila.No mix, no salt, no blender.

- Okay, how about a black Russian?- Got vodka, no Kahlua.

- White wine.- Never carry the stuff.

- So basically you have---Jim, Jack, Johnny Red,Johnny Black and Jose.

All my favorite men.You can have it anyway you like,as long as it's in a shot glass.

Okay, I'll take a beer.

- Four dollars.- I'm Cammie, the Russian tease.

Violet, the Jersey nun.

That one's Rachel,the New York bitch.

We all play our little parts,only Rachel really is a bitch.

And I really am a tease.

Cammie, you can only be a teaseif you stop sleepin' around, babe.

Yeah. I keep forgetting that part.

I'll have a shot of tequila, and don'tforget one for your pretty little self.

Oh, thanks, but ever sinceI got really drunk on tequila,I never drink the stuff anymore.

Hey, Lil! Your new girl's refusingyour good booze.

No! I was-- I was suggestingthis gentleman buy me a double.

That's more like it.

- Whoa!- I need eight shots.

Four Canadian, four Southof the Border, six-pack MGDand a double-blended back.

- You want eight shots of what?- I got it.

Forty-six even, honey.

Hey, Lil! Yo!

Your Jersey girlcan't quite keep up.

Hey, gimmea Scotch and water.

- Okay, you got it.- Lil, do we serve waterwith our whiskey?

Only water I serve's gotbarley and hops in it!

Hey, everybody!Do we serve water in this bar?

[ Crowd Chanting ]Hell, no. HO! Hell, no. HO!

[ Chanting Continues ]Hell no, HO!

[ Hooting ]

Sink or swim time, Jersey.Getup there!

The devil's in the houseof the rising sun

I can't do that dance.

Granny, does your dog biteNo, child, no

Okay.



- Here's some cash.You did okay for a nun.- You're firing me?

I told you this was an audition.

Thanks for comin' in.Now, get outta here.

Johnny saidDevil, just come on backif you ever wanna try again

I done told you onceyou son of a bitch, I'm thebest there's ever been

He played fire on the mountainRun, boy, run

Devil's in the houseof the risin' sun

Please!

- Chicken in the breadpanpickin' out dough- Hey!

Guys, guys, back off,back off!.

Look, the way I see it,you got two choices.

You can start a fight here,throw some punches, get a bloodynose, make fools of yourselves,

or you can take this ten bucksI got right here...

and buy these two pretty ladiesa round at the bar.

- Come on. What do you say?- Let's go to the bar!

Party!

-[Continues]- Hold it, Jersey. I'm just dyin'to know where that came from.

Try serving a beer and pizzaon Monday nights when the Giantsplay the Cowboys in November.

I'm giving youa second audition.

There's a store at the cornerof Sixth and Hill.Be there at noon tomorrow.

I'm sending my fashion coordinator thereto take you shopping.

Now go homebefore I change my mind.

Hey, andere. I'd be shockedif you survive another night.

Granny, will your dog biteNo, child, no

Here we go!

And left, and right,clog, clog, clog.



Oh, yeah!

So, uh, tell me moreabout this bar.

- What kind of place is it?- I don't know. It's just a bar, Dad.

It's no big deal.What are you eating?

One of those Lean Cuisine meals.Rice and vegetables. Delicious.

- Oh! See, they're good. Right?- Mmm. Yum.

So, well, what's going onwith your songwriting?

Songwriting. Oh!He still has my tape.

Dance, dance, dance

Dance

I want my tape.

-[Continues]- I had a feelingyou'd be back to see me.

- No dates in the kitchen, O'Donnell.- I'm not staying.

I-- I just want my tape.

Please.

- Thanks. Bye.- Did you really write all those songs?

You listened to my tape?

No, of course not.I mean, that would beinvasion of privacy.

Baby, you're the right kindof love

Go ahead, laugh it up.'Cause there's nothing you cansay that's gonna bother me.

I'm just trying to tell youI like your music.

I mean, do you alwaystake compliments so well?

- I gotta go.- Wait! Uh--

I wanna see you again.Where are you workin'?

- I'm a Coyote.- [ Howls ]- Good.

- And what the hell is that?- If you want to see me again,you'll figure it out.

That good? Uh-huh.

Sorry I'm late.Al and I had a big fight.

And then we made up. Twice.

You're the fashion coordinator?

Lil told me to get you somethingthat would make the kiddies drool.

Trust me, Violet.

I have a seriousshopping problem.

- It has a zipper... in the crotch.- Yeah.

Who'd wear that in public?

- Actually, I have it in blue.- You're unbelievable

Oh

You burden mewith your problems

By telling me more than mine

I'm always so concerned

With the way you sayyou always have to stop

To think of us being one

Is more than I ever know

The things you say

You're unbelievable

Oh

Forgive me, Father,for I have sinned.

Seemingly lastlessDon't me and you can ask us

[Continues]

[Hooting, Cheering]

You're unbelievable, oh

Here I am! Yeah, baby!

You're unbelievable

Come on! Knock it--Hey! Knock it off!.

Lil! The ice!

How do you like that, huh?

There's every good reason

I don't know how you guys do it.I can't have another drink.

Next time that guy buys you a shot--That's on me, honey.

Chase it with a beer.

- I don't get it.- I don't swallow it.

I just spit the shotback into the beer bottle.They'll never know.

You try it.

Hey, just keep an eyeon your spittoon bottle.

Once Rachel served hers to Louby accident. Huge drama.

Cammie, I think I just fellin love with you.

Oh, Violet!I'm not a lesbian.

I've played in the minors,but never went pro.

- Th-That's not what I meant.- What are you doing?

Lil's starin' straight at you.Come on. Grab this guy.Make yourself look busy.

- Hi. You look likeyou could use a shot.- No, I'm waiting on Lil.

Sorry. It's a no parking zone.If you wanna sit here,you gotta order a drink.

- Okay. Gimme a glass of water.- Okay.

- He just ordered water.- Yeah.

You know what to do.

Um--

Testing. Um, hey, everybody,this guy just ordered water.

Do we serve water in our bar?

[Everyone]Hell, no!H!

Jersey! No!

It's okay, Lil!Nobody orders water in your bar!

He can order whatever he wants.He's the fire marshal.

Hey, Mike, I'm so sorry.She's new.

I'm okay.Let's step outside.

-Party- Nice knowing you, Jersey.

- Get naked- Come on, you guys!Let me hear you!

You okay?

Who am I kidding?I can't do this.

Ofcourse you can.Now cheer up,

because there's a reallycute guy at the bar asking for you.

Somebody's asking for me?

He says his nameis Mr. O'Donnell.

He's hot.

Jersey. The fire marshalthreatened to shut me down.

- He let me go with a $ fine.- Lil, I'm really sorry--

I'll make you a deal.You figure out a wayto make me tonight,

I'll let youcome back tomorrow.

Great.

So much forsweet and innocent.

- So, you found me.- Some guys at work told mewhere I could look for Coyotes.

Well, take a good look,because tonight's my last night.I think I'm gonna get fired.

- Why?- I have to make $ in two hours.

It's completely impossible.

Here's nine dollars,just to get you started. Okay?

I always like to helpa friend in need.

Why are you looking at melike that?

Kevin, I don't wantyour money.

All right, uh, listen up.Ladies.

The bidding will startat $...

for one night only.

You get this:purebred, housebroken,

fully trained,yowling stud.

- No way.- That's pretty cheap.

Violet, what are you doing?

You said you wanted to help,so... turn around, sir,

let 'em take a look at ya.

Why are you doing this to me?

It's payback time,Mr. O'Donnell.

Now, turn around.

No, God, no.Don't do this.

Go on, show 'emwhat you've got.

Are you in?Do you wanna do this?

- All right, ladies.What'll you give me?- I've got twenty bucks.

[ Women Hooting ]

I've got $ right here.

Make it !

Thirty-five dollars!

- Forty dollars!- Get-- What are you doing?

- Come on, girls, fifty?- Fifty!

- Sixty-one dollars.- I've got .

- Come on, girls. Seventy-five?- Seventy-five dollars!

Eighty dollars!Come on, girls. Do Ihear?

Ninety! Ninety-five dollars!

One hundred dollars!



- That's it.- You wanna come home with Mama?

[Bidder]Whoa!Nice!

Oh, yeah!

That's my boy.

- Oh, yeah. Shake it, shake it.- $ back here!

$ , right here.Come on, come on.



My goodness, girls, come on.One fifty and you'll see the butt.

Come on, girls.You can do better than this.

One seventy-five.

Yeah!

There we go.Two hundred dollars!

- You've gotrighthere!- Two hundred and fifty dollars.

Sold, for $!

- No!- Come on up, honey. He's yours.

Damn you!

The blonde would have gone .

Come with me.

You're gonna owe mebig-time for this one.That's even.

Mmm. Mmm! Oh.

I'm gonna see yaI'm gonna meet ya, meet yameet ya one day

Maybe next weekI'm gonna meet ya

I'll meet yaI'll meet ya

[Lil]Better close out, girls.

- Can I ask you something?- What?

What-- What does""Coyote Ugly"" mean?

Did you ever wake up soberafter a one night stand...

and the person you're nexttois layin' on your arm,and they're so ugly...

you'd rather chew offyour arm than risk wakin' them?

- That's coyote ugly.- Let's go, ladies.

Well, why would you nameyour bar after something like that?

Well, because ""Cheers""was taken.

Cabs are out front.

- You're rich, Jersey.- See ya.

Yeah. Good night.

The woman who purchased meis named Sandy Rosenfeld,a divorcee with three grown kids,

a passion for long walksand short-haired hunting dogsand Italian opera.

Her ex-husband is a C.P.A.Her favorite artist is Van Gogh,

and her New Year's resolutionis to lose pounds--and to see Barbra in concert.

Okay. I owe you.

[ Chuckles ]What do you want?

Well, it's : in the morning.I want what every man wants.

Breakfast.

And that's it? I go to breakfastwith you, and we're even?

No. We're not even close to even,because I danced on a bar,

I took off my shirt,and I unzipped my pants.

Okay. Let's make a deal.Breakfast and lunch.

- Breakfast, lunch and two dinners.- That's four dates!

Yep. Which would make itthe second longest relationshipI've ever had.

- Get in the car.- [ Laughs ]

Oh, I hate to spoilyour evening, but it looks likewe're not gonna go anywhere.

Oh, my God.

It's hard to find parkingin New York.

You ever eaten Turkish?This is the place.

- Hey. How you doin'?- Hi, Kevin.

- Four of the regular?- Sure, yeah. Hey.

- Hey, Kevin. How are you, man?- How you doin', man? Good.

Here it is, man.Flown in from Miami.

- Check out the merchandise.- Hey, man, no. I trust you.

All right, all right.

Look, uh, I don't knowwhat you're into, but--

The Amazing Spider-Man,number , mint condition.

- Worth a thousand bucks.- A comic book.

No, it's not just a comic book.This is the first appearanceof the Punisher.

This is the holy grailof comic books.

- You collect comic books.That's so cute.- Yeah.

It's not cute.It's very rugged and manly.

- It's just a bit kinky. Huh?- I think it's sweet.

So, do you always eatbreakfaston the hood of your car?

What can I say?I'm a romantic.

You think thisis romantic?

Well, you may not be feeling it now,but I think one day...

-you'll be on stage singinga song about this very night.- Mmm.

When We Were DownwindFrom a Trash Barge.""

Yeah. Catchy title.Hum a few bars.

Sorry to disappoint you,but I'm a songwriter, not a singer.

When I get on stage,I freeze.

What if the fate of the free worldrested on your voice?

Okay. If the fate of the freeworld depended on me singing,

maybe.

All I ever really wantedis to sit in the dark...

and hear someone greatsinging my songs.

I wanna be the onewho writes the music.

I remember the first timemy mother played me"" Bridge Over Troubled Water""...

by Simon and Garfunkel.

I remember exactlywhat she was wearing.

I remember exactly how her hair smelled.I remember exactly how I felt.

And every timeI hear that song,

I remember exactlywhat she was wearing...

and exactlyhow her hair smelled...

and exactly how I felt.

'Cause the great songslast forever.

- So, what's the problem?- Well...

now they're telling me the onlyway to get my songs heard...

is to go out thereand sing 'em myself.

So we're gonna have to try fix thislittle problem straight away.

Hmm. And how do you proposewe do that?

Well, is there any placeyou feel comfortable singing?

- The shower.- We'll start there.

I mean, I don't care how longit takes, how many hourswe have to spend in that shower.

- Let's get to it.- Okay. Before we hit the showers,

maybe you could tell mea little something about yourself.

Oh, really?What do you wanna know?

What part of Australiaare you from?

I'm from all over.My family moved around a lot.

So the rest of your familydoesn't live in New York?

Do you always askthis many questions?

Do you always dodgethis many questions?

You can at least tell mewhere you got all the movesyou pulled on the bar tonight.

Well, if I told you,I'd have to kill you.

- [ Scoffs ] That's original.- Oh.

The sun's coming up.We're gonna be late.

Late? Late for what?

This is incredible.

- Look at that fish!- All right. Put this on.You're gonna need it.

Why? What are youtalking about?

You're gonna help meunload the next bin.

- You're joking, right?- No. It's not that bad, Vi.

- I do it all the time.- Exactly how many jobs do you have?

Tuesday through Saturday,I'm at the club.

Sunday and MondayI park cars at the plaza.

I've been a telemarketer.Would you like to switch to AT&T?

And for six terrifying hoursI delivered phonebooks in Queens.

Don't forget yourextensive work in fish.

This is an expensive city,and these guys pay cash.

I don't care if they pay in lobster.I'm not sticking my handsin that fishy bin.

I was gonna split the moneywith you.

-A hundred bucks apiece.- A hundred bucks?

- Wait, wait. Why didn't you say so?- Thanks, Dan.

-You're not ready, are you? Fifty bucks.-Wait. No.

- Twenty-five, ten. Ready?- Okay. Uh-huh.

Ooh! That's disgusting.

Hey, you'll hurt their feelings. Okay.Just on top of the other fish.

So, I know I just met youa few days ago.There's something I have to tell you.

You smell really bad.

Well, so do you. I mean,I was gonna kiss you good-bye,but, um, I thought I might gag.

You're a real charmer.

Okay. Good night.

Good morning.

Don't look at me like that.

Spend it.

- What are you doing here?- I changed my mind about this kiss.

I think we should give it a shot.

Well, have a nice day.

Have a nice day""?

Yeah. I panicked.I didn't know what else to say.

Have a nice day.

All right. Back of the line over here.Back of the line.

Yeah! Whoa!

[ Both Hooting ]

Whoa!

[ Shouting Continues ]

- Yeah, I like it!- Yeah!

- Hey, baby!- Make a hole. Make a hole!

- Shit, the cops are here.- Nobody else gets in here.Look at this place.

Hey, Lil. I'm sorry.There's nothing we can do here.You're people over max.

They're trying to shut us down.

Let's go outside and talk.I'll take care of it.

Hey! Hey!

- This is not a gas pump, son!- [ Shouts ]

Wait your turn!

[ Shouting, Arguing ]

- Hey, no pictures, man!- Hey, I'm a reporter from The Voice.

Yeah!

Whoa!

What are you doing? Hey!

- Put me down!- Hey!

- Put me down!- Cammie!

- Help!- Come on! Let her go!

Rachel, help!

Come on!Breakitup!

- Lou, where's Rachel and Cammie?- I don't know!

[ Shouting, Grunting ]

Let me go!

[ Shouting, Grunting Continue ]

-[Rock]-Jersey, they're tearingthis place apart!

- Rachel! Rachel!- One way or anotherI'm gonna find ya

-I'm gonna get ya, get yaget ya, get ya- Let me go!

One way or anotherI'm gonna get ya

I'm gonna get ya, get yaget ya, get ya

One way or anotherI'm gonna see ya

I'm gonna meet ya, meet yameet ya, meet ya, one day

-Maybe next weekI'm gonna meet ya- [ Shouting, Grunting Continue ]

- I'll meet ya, I'll meet ya -[Whistling]

I will

Drive past your house

And if the lightsare all out

- I'll see who's around - Ooh!

One way or another

I'm gonna find ya

I'm gonna get ya, get yaget ya, get ya, one way

- I'm talking about that!- Or another I'm gonna win ya

- I'm gonna get yaI'll get ya -[Cheering, Hooting]

One way or anotherI'm gonna see ya

- Yeah!- I'm gonna meet ya, meet yameet ya, meet ya

One day, maybe next week

- I'm gonna meet yaI'll meet ya -[Woman] Yeah!

- Great. Yeah.- Last call, Lil.

-Start clearin' 'em out.- You got it.

Let's go.

One way or anotherI'm gonna lose ya

- Yeah.- I'm gonna give you the slipA slip of the hip

- Or another, I'm gonna lose yaI'm gonna trick ya - [ Whistling, Hooting ]

One way or another

I'm gonna lose yaI'm gonna trick ya, trick yatrick ya, trick ya

[Cheering, Singing Fade]

Did you see their faces?I mean, wow.

They all wanted you, honey.Even the girls.

Not a duty seat in the house.

- You guys, that was, like,a one-time performance---[Rachel Sighs]

- Hmm?- That I have to repeat,like, every night.

Yahoo!

She sang along with a jukebox.Let's not start polishing a Grammy.

Oh, come on, Rach.She saved your butt. Admit it.

No. She saved mefrom kicking the shitout of a couple of drunks.

- That's it. Ooh.- Ooh, that was good.

- Where you goin'?- I don't know.

I gotta walk or celebrate or--

Ugh, pass out or something.[ Chuckles ]

Hey, ladies and gents,

how about a big roundof applause for the singingCoyote from Jersey!

- So I'm a Coyote?- Five nights a week.

Hey, what is it?What's wrong?

Why would anythingbe wrong?

Um, you called mein the middle of the nightand said there was an emergency.

What was that for?

I had a good night.I wanted a good-night kiss.

Well, wait a second.Where are you going?

Have a nice day,Mr. O'Donnell.

Have a nice day""?

Right kind of wrong

- Right kind of wrong -[Rap Blaring]

We likes to partyLa-la-di-da-di

[Continues]

On the East Coastis the place tube

[Continues]

We likes to partyLa-la-di-da-di

[ Matching Rap Rhythm ] Lovin' you

Isn't really somethingI should do

I should try to be strong

Isn't really somethingI should do

Shouldn't want to spendmy time with you

I should try to be strong

But, baby, you're the rightkind of wrong

Baby, you're the right kindof wrong

What's going on?Why do we need my guitar?

You'll find out soon enough.No. This way.

Okay, now there's a seat.

- [ Giggling ]-Just there.

Uh-huh? Okay?

Take a look.

Your fans wanna hear you sing.

I told you. I-I can't sing my own songs.I never could.

Well, that's too bad,because they've requestedto hear your songs.

Be gentle on the keyboard.I borrowed it from the club.

You did all thisjust to help me sing?

I thought maybe we could curethat stage fright I've heardso much about.

Kevin, I wish you could.

Come on, let me try.

Tell me what it feels like.

You really wanna know?

Yeah.

You asked for it.

What are you doing?

The only way I can show you...

is to make you...

really... nervous.

The first thing that happens...

is my heart starts to race.

Good.

Racing heart. Yep.

- Got it.-And then...

my entire body starts shaking.

Shaking body.I'm-- I'm getting that. Yeah.

And...

then everything gets... a bit...

cloudy.

Clouds are definitelyrolling in.

Then I start...

losing control.

Well, how longdoes this usually last?

Oh, it's been knownto last all night.

- That must be horrible.- It's excruciating.

[ Giggles ]

[Drum Machine Plays Beat]

[ Moans ]

[ Music Stops ]

I think that audience got morethan they paid for, really.

[Laughs]

What's ""L.M.S. ""stand for?

Lynn Marie Sanford.

It was my mom's guitar.

She died five years ago.

She moved to New York to bea singer when she was my age.

She came pretty closeto the big time.

Well, what happened?

She hated the stage.

She said it was the scariestplace in the world.

Sounds familiar.

You really want me to sing?

Just tell mewhat I have to do.

[ Scoffs ]

[ Sighs ]

Disappear.

All right. No problem.

I don't like to

Be alone in the night

I don't like to

Hear I'm wrongwhen I'm right

And I don't like to

Have the rain on my shoes

But I do love you

But I do love

You

[Beat Plays]

I don't like to

See a sky painted grey

- And I don't like when - [ Bottles Breaks ]

-Nothing's going my way- [ Laughing ]

And I don't like tobe the one with the blues but I do

If you wanna write a song.If you want to be likea serious songwriter,

you simply gotta gowith the Mac.

Laptop. You can lay your tracks downon a blank CD, and you're done.

Do you--Do you have a payment plan?

- The way you layyour head upon-[Bottles Breaking]

- Play ball! Let's go!-My shoulder when you sleep

- [Cheering]- Come on, Cammie!

Oh, I do

And I don't like to

- [ Laughing ]-Hear I'm wrong when I'm right

- [ Cheering ]-And I don't like to

Have the rain on my shoes

But I do love you

- [ Tires Screeching ]- Hey!- [ Horn Honks ]

What are you doing?

What are you,brain damaged?

You know what kind of maniacswe got driving through here?They don't stop for nothin'.

- Whose boat?- I borrowed it from a friend.

Yeah?Looks like a guy's car to me.

- How can you tell?- I've been staring at carsevery day for the last years.

- Who is he?- He's a friend.

Look, I brought youa turkey sandwich,no mayo, extra sprouts.

Thank you. Great.

I'm starvin'.Now tell me about this bar.

Is it a bunch of bankershavin' martinis after work?

I gotta go. Look.I love you.

- I love you too. Be careful.-[Car Horn Honking]

Hey, do I come to your officeand honk? Come on!

I got you a gig. There's thisclub where a lot of music peoplehang out called the Elbow Room.

My friend's the manager.He owes mea favor,and you're it, next Thursday night.

Are you forgettingabout the stage fright?

Uh, what about the bar?

Come on, Kevin.All I do is sing alongwith the jukebox.

See? You're making progress.A few more nights at my place,and you'll be cured.

I hate to burst your bubble,but I'll never be cured. It's genetic.

Stage fright DNA.Yes, I saw that on E.R. last week.

Okay. Laugh all you want,but my mom couldn't do it,and neither can I.

So was your mother afraidto try?

Look, I just wanna be a songwriter.Why won't you give up on this?

Because I've been giving upon people my entire life,and it's a nasty little habit.

So, you're gonna singat the club, or I'll--

Or you'll what?

I'll never kiss you again.

That sounds like a threat,Mr. O'Donnell.

Well, let's just say...

it's gonna be quite a long,cold winter.

That's supposed to convince me?

It's working, isn't it?Your knees are getting weak.

- I'll think about it.- Try again.

Uh, I'll seeif I can get off work.

You're gettin' warmer.

All right. You win. I'll do it.

Oh, I love winning.

- [ Shouting, Cheering ]-Pour some sugar on me

-Pour your sugar on me- Hey, we have a special treat...

for you tonight,boys and girls.

- Look who dropped by for a visit.-Pour some sugar on me

- [ Cheering ]- [ Shouts ]- No!

I'm a paying customer tonight.I have class in the morning.What are you doing?

- Come on, Zoe!- No!

Zoe! Zoe! Zoe! Zoe!

[ Shouting ]

Time to get wet, girls. Whoa!

- Well, I'm packing up my gameand I'm gonna head out West- [ Hooting, Cheering Continue ]

Where real women come equippedwith scripts and fake breasts

Find a nest in the hillsChill like Flynt

Buy an old drop topFind a spot to pimp

- Well, I'm a real kidand I'm a real McCoy- Who wants some of this?

And I'm headed out Westsucker, because I wannabea cowboy, baby

With the top let backand the sun shine shining

Cowboy, baby

Ridin' at night'cause I sleep all day

- Excuse me,does Violet Sanford work here?- Yeah, she's on the bar.

- She's on what?- She's on the bar.

- What do you guys say?- [ Together] Yeah!

[ Cheering, Hooting Continue ]

Yeah, Kid RockYou can call me Tex

Rollin' sunset womanwith a bottle of Becks

Seen a slimmyin a 'vetteRolled down my glass

And said, ""Yeah, this dick'sfittin' right in your ass ""

I'm flickin' my Bicup and down that coast and

-Keep on truckin'till it falls into motion- Dad! Wait!

- Cowboy- Dad, it's not as bad as it looks.

-And the sun shine shining- Daddy, it's not as bad as it looks.

I just sing here every night.

- People come here to see me.- Cowboy!

- Say something!- The guys are putting yourpicture up in their booths!

- I gotta go, get up early.- Dad, it's just a bar.

- You can trust me.- But you're my daughter.

I can smell a pigfrom a mile away

Cowboy

With the top let backand the sun shine shining

Cowboy

Cowboy

[Bill's Voice On Machine]Hi, you've reached Bill Sanford.

- Please leave a messagewhen you hear the beep.- [ Machine Beeping ]

[ Violet On Machine ]Dad, you can't avoid mefor the rest of your life.

I have to come over and do your laundry.We both know you'rerunning out of clean shirts.

- I bet the one you're wearingstinks pretty bad.- [ Sniffs ]

I'm not gonna apologizebecause that would meanI'm doing something wrong.

And I'm not sure I am, so--

I'm playing at a club tonight.

A real club.Someone important could hear my song,

and next month somebodymight be singing it on the radio.

-So wish me good luck.- Good luck.

Anyway, um, I'll call youand tell you how it goes.

Take care of yourself, old man.

-[Phone Hangs Up]-[Machine Beeps]

Old man.

All right.You should be dancing on the floor!I wanna see your bras!

Ow!

- Well, my baby and mewent out late Saturday night- All right.

I had my hair piled high andmy baby she looked so right

Well, pick you up at :Got tohaveyouhomeby:

-Mama, don't knowwhat I catched off of you- [ Yelling ]

-But that's all right, we'relooking as cool as can be- [ Shouting, Indistinct ]

- Is this the greatest partywe've ever been to or what, man?- [ Shouting ]

Lil, I can only stay two hours.

- What are you talking about?- I gotta leave early tonight, remember?

- Bourbon.- Why?

Maybe you haven't noticed allthe bodies you had to crawl overto get in here tonight.

- Lil, I told you I gotta leaveby : no matter what.- Four!

- Here.- Got it. I got it.

Seven.

- That I love you, yeah -[Deejay Scratching Record]

Hit me

- Here you go.- What are you doing?

I gotta go. It's half past.Can you have Lou call me a cab?

Listen, Jersey. You're notgoing anywhere. Not tonight.This place us out of control.

But, Lil, I told you.I'm only working two hours--

You wanna sing?Sing for them.

These people draggedtheir asses out here to see us.

This is New York,and there's a line halfwayaround the block.

That's something, Jersey,whether you believe it or not.

-Last night a little dancercame dancing to my door- And if I go?

- If you were going,you would have left by now.-Last night a little angel

And tonight

- Where are you?- Lil won't let me go.

Violet, just walk out.She doesn't own you.You can still make it here.

I'm-- I'm sorry.

- I'll call you tomorrow.- Tomorrow?

Violet.

- What's the story?- She's not coming.

So what am I supposed to do, Kevin?I got a whole spot to fill.

I'm sorry, Richie.I made a mistake.

Whoa, this doesn't changeanything with us, Kevin.

A deal's a deal.Am I right?

All she wants to dois dance, dance, dance

Wild-eyed pistol waverswho ain't afraid to die

And all she wants to do is

All she wants to dois dance and make romance

She can't feel the heatComin' off the street

- She wants to party- Ooh

- She wants to get down - Ooh

All she wants to do is

All she wants to dois dance

And make romance

- I'm the guy! Me!- [ Cheering ]

All she wants to dois dance

[ Laughing ]

Zach, who saidyou could be up here?

You're not supposedto be up here.

All right.Take it easy, Zach.

Zach, take it easy.

- We barely made the airportfor the last plane out- Hey! Hey!

- Hey, hey, knock it off!.- Kevin!

- [Rachel]Lil!- Hey!

- [ Grunts ]- Break it up!

- Kevin, that's enough!- 'Cause all she wants to dois dance

-[Man]Help! Stop!- Lou!

- [ Yelling ]- [ Music Stops ]

- [ Grunting ]- Kevin, that's enough!Kevin, that's enough!

- Get off me!- [Lou]Stop it!

- Kevin, Zach's a regular,and he was just having fun.- Having fun with my girlfriend!

- Lou, get him out of here.- You're gonna chill outside,or I'm calling the cops.

Out of my way! Move!

[ Kevin ]Let me go!

- Get the hell out of here!- Hey, everybody,free drinks on the house.

I'm paying. Get up here.

Kevin. Kevin.What is your problem?

Look, I'm sorry about tonight,but look at this. There wasno way Lil was gonna let me out.

This is not about Lil.This is about you and this place.

- There is my job.- It's a goddamn sandbox foryou to stick your head in.

- What is that supposed to mean?- The place is a joke.

All right?They don't come to watch you sing.

- They come to watch girlsshaking it on a bar!- And what would you have me do?

- Sing for quarters in the park?- Well, at least you'd besinging your own songs.

I told you I can't do that,so stop pushing!

I'm just asking you to try,but I guess that's askinga bit too much.

Right. It's so easy to be you,isn't it?

You have no dreams, no hopes,no chance of getting hurt.

When was the last timeyou took a chance on something?

- Some of us don't have that luxury.- Why is that?

Oh, right. We don't talk about you,right? It's a big secret.

Come on, Kevin.Let's play a game.

I'm gonna guess whyyou left Australia.

- Doesn't matter.- You... were in jail.

No, that's not it.You have a wife and four kids in Sydney.

Come on. Am I getting warm?Come on, Kevin.I don't have a lot of time.

Why'd you run away from home?

I didn't have a home.Is that what you wanted to hear?

I don't have a family.

I mean, that's the big secret.Are you happy?

Huh? Are you gonnafeel sorry for me now?

You gonna hold me closewhile I tell you I had to changehomes every two years?

I had a bad childhood.Big deal.

I don't need your sympathy,'cause I'm here,

and I'm living on my two feetlike I wanted to.

That was my dream.

And at least I did itwith a little bit of dignity.

And I didn't.That's it?

Well, just unbutton the blousea little and unzip the pants,

show a little bit offish,I think you can figure it out.

[Car Door Opens, Closes]

Go on in. Your fans are waitin' for yato crawl on a bar.

[Engine Starts]

[Tires Screeching]

I told you not to break the rules.

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about you and your boyfriendmaking a scene in my bar.

I'm talking about a friend of mineinside with a broken nose.

The rules were simple, Jersey.I've fired girls for a lot less.

What, so I can't have a boyfriend now?What kind of stupid shit is that?

Hey! This place is my home,

and I'm not willingto risk everything I haveon your personal life.

It's business,plain and simple.

This is not business.I worked my ass off for you,and you're supposed to be my friend.

I never said I was your friend.I'm your boss, and you knewthe rules like everybody else.

Will you stop... with ""the rules""?It's a bar, for Christ's sake!

Then what are youso upset about?

[ Sniffles ]

Please remember

How we laughedHow we cried

How this worldwas yours and mine

And how no dreamwas out of reach

I stood by youYou stood by me

We took each dayand made it shine

We wrote our namesacross the sky

We ran so fastWe ran so free

And I had you

And you had me

Please remember

- [ Dance ]- [ Cheering ]

-I'm just a love machine- Oh, my God. Give me a bite.I'm starving.

-[Singer Vocalizing]- Mmm!

- Mmm, thank you.- How does it feelto be Mrs. Molinaro?

You know, I think he was a perfectchoice for my first marriage.

[ Both Laughing ]

- [Gloria]Mmm.- [Bill]Hey, Gloria.

- Oh!- Thanks for inviting me, uh--

I gotta go to work.I'm on graveyard tonight.

- Thank you, Mr. Sanford.- Yeah, well,it's not worth a hug, dear.

- It's only bucks.- Aw.

- Your old man's a ten, Vi.- Eleven, some days a twelve.

Well, it's a beautiful wedding.

No, you can't go. I just wantone picture of you and Violetdancing together. Come on.

- Wise men say- [ Stammers ]

- Okay. Come on. Smile.- Only fools

Rushing

But I can't

-Help- Are you really working, orare you leaving because of me?

-Falling in love- You know I don't like to wear a tie.

With you

-[Continues]- Ha, ha.

So this is how it's gonna be?You're not gonna returnmy phone calls?

If you needed money,you should have come to me.

I would have found a wayto take care of you.

Dad, you can't eventake care of yourself.

Hey, I am doing just fineon my own, thank you very much.

Oh, really? So how comeyou're not wearing any socks?

Falling in love

- With you- I had a minor disagreementwith a clothes dryer.

Like a river flows

-Just face it, Dad. You need me.-Surely to the sea

- And I moved out,and that's what bothers you.-Darling, so it goes

Some things

- No. No.-Are meant to be

What bothers me...

- Take my hand- is, for the first timein my life,

I was ashamed of you.

- Take my whole- I would have never thought thatwould ever have been possible.

Life too

For I can't

-Help-[Phone Ringing]

[Music Fades]

[Violet's Voice On Machine]Hey, it's me.Leave a message after the beep.

-[Machine Beeps]-[Kevin] Violet?

I've just finished work,and in a few hours...

I'm going to unloadthree disgusting fish trucks.

I thought maybe you'd liketo come and give me a hand.

- But you're not in.- Okay, okay, okay.I'm coming. I'm coming.

Or you're not picking up,so I'll call back...

because I'm hopingone day you... will wanna talk.

- [ Dial Tone ]- Kevin? Hello?

[ Sighs ]

[Thunder Rumbling]

[Phone Ringing]

Kevin? Hello? It's me.

- I'm here.- [ Woman ] Is this Violet Sanford?

- Yes.- I'm calling fromRiverview Medical Center.

We have a patient here by thename of William James Sanford.Is that your father?

Violet Sanford?

- Yeah?- Your dad's in recovery right now.

The car struck himon his right side whenhe was walking to the booth.

His right leg is broken,and there was some arterial damagewe had to go in and repair.

But other than that,it's just a lot of bumps and bruises.

I'd say he's a pretty lucky guy.

Violet?

I told you, don't come down here.It's your wedding night.

Oh, are you kidding? Danny's beenin my family for five minutes.

You've been in my familymy whole life.

[ Crying ]

[ Sighs ]

[Monitor Beeping]

[ Moans ]

Mmm, I'm sorry.

I love you... so much.

I never did thank youfor the dance.

That's okay.

That's all right.

[ Labored Breathing ]

[ Crying ]

My tapes. [ Sighs ]

Come on. Just call him.Just pick up the phone and call him.

[ Scoffs ]Don't call him.

Told you.This place is a palace.

It's pretty late.Are you sure you wanna do this now?

Well, here's my door.No turning back now. Come on in.

Oh, you're so right.This place is a palace.

- Would I lie to you?- This is a great idea. I'm so glad--

- Nice strong pulse.- Mmm.

Don't look at me like that.I'm a sick man.

You can eat whatever you wantnow, but when we go back home,

it's egg whitesand Lean Cuisines.

- I'll see you later, Bill.- W-Wait a minute.

What do you mean,""until we go home""?

- I'm moving back.- [ Sighs ]

I couldn't do it.I couldn't sing my songs.

- I was afraid.- [ Sighs ]

Do you know why Mommy quit?

Yeah, she told me--'cause she couldn't do it.

No, that's not it.

She wasn't afraid, Vi.

Your mother on stage--Oh, she was amazing.

Then why did she quit?

Because of me.

Right after you were born,she told me she wanted to quit,

and I let her.

See, I knew how good she was,but I never told her.

I loved her...

more than anything.

And I just went on and pretendedthat there was no other choice.

- Dad, it's okay.- No, it's not okay.

I'm not gonna make the samemistake twice. You're notgoin' back to work for Pete.

I don't care what it takes.I don't care how many barsyou have to stand on.

You are not comin' home.I'm not letting you back in the house.

Forget it.

[ Sniffes ]

Are you wearing cologne?

Hmm? No!

Oh, well, it's just a...splash of Old Spice.

Where did you get Old Spice?

That nice redheaded nursegave it to me as a gift.

Then she asked me outfor coffee.

I'm scared.

Are you gonna go on a date?

God, a date.

I better buy a pair of socks.

[ Giggles ]

[ Drum Machine Plays Beat ]

[Neighbor Pounding On Wall]

[ Groaning ]

Okay. Come on in here.Watch out for the-- Okay. Okay.

[Bill Screaming]

Try to resistTry to hide from my kiss

Can't fight the moonlight

[Pitch Changes] You can't fightthe moonlight

[ Laughing ]

You'll surrender your heart

But you knowBut you know that you

Okay if I eat here at the bar?

- Do you have a reservation?- Uh, yeah.

It's under, um,""cast-iron heartless bitch.""

Could it be under""stubborn and pigheaded""?

Yes. That's the one.

I'll have a doublewater on the rocks, please.

- How'd you find me?- Cammie.

She told me about your pop.I'm sorry to hear about that.

He's okay.

Good.

- So am I.- Yeah. Yeah, I can see that.

What's good to eat here?

Lil, you didn't come here to eat.What do you want?

'Kay.

I just wanted to let you knowyou can come back to the barwhenever you want.

- I appreciate the offer,but I'm okay here.- I figured that.

You were never a lifer.

I'm married to that bar.Hell, I'd, uh--

I'd sleep there if I had the gutsto walk around barefoot.

- [ Laughs ]- But that's me, you know?

I'm the original Coyote--

just a small town gal tryingto make it in the big bad city.

Small town gal""?

Piedmont, North Dakota.

You ever tell anyone that,I'll kill ya.

Take care, Jersey.

[ Machine Beeps ]You have one new message.

- [ Sighs ]- [ Cat Meows ]

I have one message in eight hours.How pathetic am I?

[ Woman ] Violet, this is Lyndsey Morganfrom the Bowety Ballroom.

Listen, we loved your CD,

and we want you to playin our songwriter's showcasenext Sunday night.

You're on at : sharp.So drop your music by the club,

and the house bandcan learn your song.

Now if you have any questions,don't be afraid to give me a shout.See ya Sunday.

- Here are the keys to the apartment.It's all yours.- Thank you.

I can't thank you enough forsubleasing me this place.You don't know how long I looked.

And when is your boyfriend moving in?

He's actually coming intomorrow from Boston.

It's historic, guys.This is the first nightI've closed early in three years.

Ta-da. Will you hang thatoutside for me?

- Hey, Lou, you got that numberI asked you about?- Yep.

So why are you movingto Chicago?

[ Sighs ] I'll figure that outwhen I get there.

-[Phone Ringing]- Um, oh.

- Hello.- Hey, do yourself a favor andlook at page of The Voice.

I can't believeyour name is in the paper.I'm gettin' this framed.

Dad, if you're not readyin five minutes,I'm gonna leave without you.

Keep your pants on, will ya?I'm physically challenged.

[ Muttering ]

I only got three rolls of them.I hope that's enough.

Dad, I'm only singingone song.

Right. Better go getanother one.

[ Man Laughing ]Hey, Bill.

My kid's singing tonightat some club in the city.

She's a little nervous.Hey, maybe you can give usa one, two, three for luck.

You got it. All right, let's give it upfor Bill Sanford's daughter.

- Light 'me up. One, two, three.- [ Bells Ringing ]

[ Ringing Continues ]

Oh, look, Vi.

- I can't do this.- [ Tires Screeching ]- [ Horn Honking ]

-Jesus!- [ Honking, Screeching Continue ]

Did I mention to youthat I was recentlyin a horrific car accident?

I-- I can't do this.I gotta go back.

- Violet, listen to me.Are you listening?- Yes.

You have nothing to be afraid of.You're already a star.

- Dad, what are you talking about?I'm a nobody.- If you're such anybody,

then why did I buy this off Petefor bucks?

- Why do you have that?- I saw it on the wall, decidedI wanted the first autograph.

I figured it'd bea damn good investment.

Now what are you waiting for?I didn't spend three monthsin physical therapy...

just to take a rideto the state line, you got me?

- Yeah, I got ya.- So what do you say, Vi?How about another U-ey?

[ Tires Screeching ]

You guys call in a one, two, three!Now, let's do it again.

- This time I wanna feel chills!- [ Bells Ringing ]

There goes Bill again. He'sback for seconds. Come on now!Let's give him all we got!

- [ Ringing Continues ]- [ Hooting ] Let's go!

The only reason why I came downhere tonight is to see her fallon her face.

Oh, take it easy, Rachel.It's supposed to be a nice night out.

- Excuse me.- I'm cool. Don't worry about me.

- Hi. Good evening, ladies.Can I help you?- [ Together] No.

It's packed, Lyndsey.The house band has been onfor minutes.

If she's not here in five,she's bumped.

- [ Tires Screeching ]- [ Man ]Jesus!

Uh, now that we're here,I'm feeling a little nervous.

Thank you, Mr. Sanford.

Oh, oh, probably just carsick.

Forget I mentioned it.I'm fine. Have a great show.

Vi.

Get your but in there.Come on. We're right behind you.

Break a leg, sweetie.

[Announcer]Ladies and gentlemen,

making her Bowery Ballroom debut,Miss Violet Sanford!

[ Rock]

[Keyboard]

I'm sorry.

[ Chattering ]

Under a lovers' sky

Gonna be with you

And no one's gonna be around

If you thinkthat you won't fall

We'll just wait until

Till the sun goes down

Underneaththe starlight, starlight

There's a magical feelin'so right

It will take you in tonight

- You can try to resist - Whoa! Violet!

Try to hide from my kissbut you know

But you know that youcan't fight the moonlight

Deep in the darkyou'll surrender your heart

But you know, but you know

That you can't fightthe moonlight, no

You can't fight it

It's gonna get to your heart

There's no escape from love

Once the gentle breeze

Weaves its spellupon your heart

No matter what you think

It won't be too longtill you're in my arms

- Come on, baby. Shake it!- Underneath- Hey, pinhead.

- The starlight, starlight - That's not long enough, baby!Now shake it!

Come on. Don't do it, Rach.He's a big guy, and you're stillon probation.

Don't worry. Those classesare really paying off.

-It'll steal your heart tonight- [ Grunts ]

You can try to resist

Try to hide from my kiss

But you know, but you know

That you can't fightthe moonlight

Deep in the darksoul surrender your heart

But you know, but you know

That you can't fightthe zonlicht

Okay. Let's give a big Coyote welcometo LeAnn Rimes.

You can try to resist

Try to hide from my kiss

But you know, but you know

So tell me, what do you dowhen you realize that allyour dreams have come true?

You pay off old debts.

But you know, but you knowthat you can't

- Can't fight the moonlight- Volume .

The original appearanceof the Punisher--the one I cost you.

- Thank you.-It will fillyour heart tonight

- You can try- You can try to resist

Try to hide from my kiss

But you know, but you know

-[Continues]- Lil, don't thinkyour new girl's gonna hack it.

-But you know, but you know-[Crowd Chanting]Jersey! Jersey! Jersey!

- That you can't fightthe moonlight -[Chanting Continues]

Jersey! Jersey!Jersey! Jersey!

You can try to resistmy kiss

- But you know, but you know - Don't you know

That you can't fightthe moonlight

Oh, noYou can't fight it

It's gonna getto your heart

[Rock]

Okay. In true Coyote tradition,I'm gonna make every woman's night...

and auction off the mosthandsome little hot tie in the place.

Violet, come on.You can't do this to me again.

- Here he is, girls.- [ Cheering ]

- Come on, Dad!-All you got is this moment

Okay, ladies.The bidding will start at $.

-stcentury'syesterday- See, nobody wants to do this.What are getting me into?

- $!- [ Laughing ]

You said you wanteda more active social life.Come on, girls.

There's a lot of milesleft on these tires.

- $!- Come on, Dad. Strut your stuff.

-And give me a moment- Seventy-five!

Your moves are so raw

I've got to let you know

-I've got to let you know- Whoa!

[Crowd Shouting, Cheering]

Take-- Take some of it off!.

- 'Cause I'm not sleepin'- Okay, put-- put some of it on.

- There's something about you girl- Yeah, baby!

- That makes me sweat- I'm going !- Ninety-five!

-How do you feel- [ Laughing ]

-I'm lonely- Yeah! All right, Jersey!

- Can't take it all- [Woman]$.!

- What ya gonna doGonna live my life- A hundred!

So slide overhear

-And give me a moment- $ !- Sold!

Your moves are so rawI've got to let you know

- Whoa!-I've got to let you know- Hey, I'm a Coyote!

-So slide over here- Well, your father has no problemwith stage fright.

- Your moves are so raw- [ Both Howling ]

-I've got to let you know- So tell me,

- what do you do when you realizeall your dreams have come true?- You're one of my kind

[Piano]

Time

Sometimes the timejust slips away

And you're leftwith yesterday

Left with the memories

I

I'll always think of youand smile

And be happy for the time

I had you with me

Though we goour separate ways

I won't forgetso don't forget

The memories we've made

Please remember

Please remember
 
I was there for you

And you were there for me

And remember

Please remember

Me

Please remember

Please remember

I was there for you

And you were there for me

And remember

Please remember me

And how we laughed

And how we smiled

And how this worldwas yours and mine

And how no dreamwas out of reach

I stood by youyou stood by me

We took each dayand made it shine

We wrote our namesacross the sky

We ran so fastWe ran so free

I had you and you had me

Knew all about

Your bad reputation

And now it's bound to bea heart break situation

But I can't help itIf I'm helpless every time

That I'm where you are

You walk in and my strengthwalks out the door

Say my nameand I can't fight it anymore

Oh, I know I should go

But I need your touchjust too damn much

Yeah, yeah

Lovin'you, yeah

Isn't really somethingI should do

I shouldn't want to spendmy time with you, yeah

Well, I should tryto be strong

-I should try to be strong-But, baby, you're the rightkind of wrong

Right kind of wrong

Baby, you're the right kindof wrong

Baby, you're the right kindof wrong

Now, baby, you're the rightkind of wrong

I don't like to

Be alone at night

And I don't like to

Hear I'm wrongwhen I'm right

And I don't like toHave the rain on my shoes

But I do love you

I don't like to

See the sky painted grey

And I don't like tobe the one with the blues

But I do love you

Love everything about

The way you're loving me

The way you lay your headupon my shoulder

When you sleep

And I love to kiss youin the rain

I love everything you do

Oh, I do

And I don't like to

Be alone in the night

And I don't like to

Hear I'm wrongwhen I'm right

And I don't like to

Have the rain on my shoes

But I do love you
But I do love you

But I do love you
But I