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[wind whistling]
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[train horn blowing in distance]
[train bell ringing]
[train horn blowing]
[train horn blaring]
[train engine chugging]
[train horn blows]
[man 1] I'll blow your motherfucking life into fucking shambles!
-[men grunting] -["Take Me to the River" playing]
♪ I wanna know, can you help me? ♪
[old man 1 chuckles]
♪ I'd love to stay ♪
That thing is so fucking stupid.
♪ Take me to the river… ♪
[old man 1 chuckles]
-[old man 2 grunts] -[man 2] How's it going, old boy?
-♪ Take me to the river ♪ -[indistinct conversation]
♪ Put me in the water ♪
[bottles clattering]
[indistinct radio chatter]
[man 3] A little duck walks into the bar, jumps up on the bar.
He looks at the bartender. He says, "You got any snails?"
[old man chuckles]
He said, "Snails?"
He said, "I don't serve snails in this bar."
[old man 1] You was running patrol? We used to sweep the road for landmines…
Yeah, we call 'em IEDs now.
-Yeah. -Improvised explosive devices.
We lost three guys in one whack. It was a scout truck.
They were all the way out in front, half a kilometer in front of us.
I seen a fucking mushroom cloud and the doors flying…
[softly] ♪ …tell me ♪
[man 4] No one lived, you know. Just vapor.
♪ I'd love to stay ♪
-[wood creaking] -[man 5 exhales]
-[man 4] My buddy Rick passed away. -[man 5 clears throat]
[raspingly] ♪ Take me to the river ♪
♪ Drop me in the water ♪
[man 6 chuckles]
[man 3] He said, "You got any snails?" He said, "Look…"
-How you doing, man? -I'm good, thanks.
"We don't sell snails here."
But he said, "I'll tell you what."
He said, "You come back again."
And he said, "I'm gonna nail your beak to the damn bar."
1969, lost nine partners on the ambush.
And, um…
-So, um… -He said, "I don't have any snails."
He said, "No? You got any nails?" He said, "No." "Well, you got any snails?"
[old man coughing]
Spare $100 to help fight cocaine withdrawal today?
No.
-All right. -[indistinct conversation]
How about a beer?
[man 4] A week later, you're a fucking animal.
No.
[man 4] Then you're expected to go back to being a young man.
-You have a good night. -Thanks.
[man 4] You just don't feel like a person anymore.
And you just wanna feel like a person again.
[old man 1] Man, I don't wanna talk about it no more.
[sighing] Oh boy.
[man 5] How you guys doing?
[man 3] Better than you if you don't get on down there.
I tell you what, I got a good joke. One beer, just one drink.
I guess you like riding in that little van that's got all them fucking lights on it.
-[old man 1] How about that snow? -Keeps coming down. It's still cold.
Yeah, it is. [chuckles]
-Yeah. Keep coming and coming. -[man 3] There's always one motherfucker…
What's up, man? How you doing? Doing all right?
-I cannot help you. -[man 7] I got results from the doctor…
All right.
My blood sugar level and glucose level is all screwed up.
I've got way high glucose, way high.
Mr. Bartender there, you think you could spare me a beer?
I'll pay you back.
I get paid tomorrow.
Eating too much sugar, uh… is the main cause of it.
That gets your glucose level up.
Drinking sodas gets your glucose level up.
Look, man, you're always welcome here.
But you have to stop harassing my customers.
All right, I'm sorry. I, um…
Dog died today.
My car broke down. My girlfriend made me a cuck.
-[bartender] Hmm. -[man 7] I got a girlfriend that's gonna…
What if I sing you a song?
What makes you think I wanna hear you sing?
[man 5] I don't know. I think I'm pretty good.
Liven the place up a little bit.
It's kinda sad in here, you know?
[man 5 chuckles softly] Huh?
See that old man down there?
The one with the, uh, tubes?
-Yeah. -Yeah.
He used to sing every Friday night.
Tear the house down.
You think… think he'd buy me a beer?
If you can beat that guy, I'll give you a six-pack.
Oh, okay.
I can outsing anybody in this fucking place.
I promise you that. If your wife was here, her panties would hit the floor instantly.
-Maybe even yours too. -[bartender] Hmm.
You know what?
Give me a minute.
[man 5 coughing]
I love this place. It's really nice. I see why you come here.
See that guy down there?
[pool balls clacking]
Know what he said?
-[old man 3 grunts] -He said he can outsing you.
[chuckles] He probably can.
[old man 3 coughing]
Man, I miss hearing you sing.
Yeah, well…
How you doing, Mike?
[bartender] I'm okay, Captain.
Day by day.
It's cold as hell out there though.
-What do you say? -[sniffles]
Can you put him in his place for me?
-[old man 3] Oh man. -[bartender] Tell you what.
I'm probably the only person in this world who knows this.
But if you look closely,
in all that sea of one-dollar bills…
[old man 3] Hmm.
…there's one $100 bill.
-[both chuckling] -[inspirational music playing]
I thought about taking it for myself more than a few times.
$100.
[softly] And a free beer.
[old man 3 chuckles softly]
Everybody, this is how it's going down.
Free beer and $100 to the best singer in the bar tonight.
[man 5] Damn.
[music fades]
[twangy] ♪ Amazing grace ♪
-[old man 1] For the love of God. -[both] ♪ How sweet the sound ♪
[mumbling] ♪ That saved a wretch like me ♪
[man 5 applauds, chuckles]
Lovely. Wow. That was fantastic.
-I don't know how I'm gonna follow that. -Oh, fuck y'all.
Ain't none of y'all down there can sing it any better.
Give it a fucking try.
You couldn't carry a fucking tune in a bucket.
Fucking square-headed bastards, every damn one of you.
Yo! Can y'all please shut up?
[man 5] You know, I think my friend over here might wanna join, huh?
No, thanks. I'm… I'm good.
-Smart decision. -[man 3] I feel bad for y'all.
[man 5] There he goes.
Ain't none of you got any guts.
None of you.
-That goes for you too, old man. -[old man 2] Yeah.
You got one foot in the grave and the other on a damn banana peel.
-Go ahead and laugh down there. -[old man 2 chuckling]
[man 3] I ain't afraid of nothing. Do you hear me talking?
I hear a fucking slab of bacon talking shit. That's what I hear.
You be the one talk… Hell, you couldn't pour piss out of a boot
if the instruction was on the bottom of it. You understa--
[urinating]
[man 6] ♪ In the early morning rain ♪
[urinating stops]
♪ With a dollar in my hand ♪
[pants zipping]
[toilet flushing]
♪ With an aching in my heart ♪
♪ And my pockets full of sand ♪
♪ I'm a long way from home ♪
♪ And I miss my loved ones so ♪
[door opening]
[man 3 in distance] Your mouth looks like teeth in a horse's ass.
[man 6 breathing softly]
[footsteps approach]
[urinating]
I bet you when you go down on your old lady,
you give her a fucking hysterectomy at the same time.
-Bucktooth bastard. -[bartender] Yo, Muffin. Shh.
[old man 3 humming]
♪ There is a house ♪
♪ Down in New Orleans ♪
♪ They call it the Rising Sun ♪
-[man 5] All right. All right. -[bartender shushing]
♪ Aw, it's been the ruin ♪
♪ Of many a poor boy ♪
♪ And dear God knows I'm one ♪
[man whistles]
-[lively piano playing] -[old man 2 applauding] Yeah!
[chuckles heartily]
[piano playing continues]
♪ The only thing ♪
♪ That a gambler needs ♪
♪ Is a suitcase and a trunk ♪
♪ And the only time ♪
♪ He's ever satisfied ♪
-♪ Is when he's old and drunk ♪ -[softly] ♪ When he's all drunk ♪
[door creaks open]
[muffled] ♪ You go tell Tell my baby brother ♪
♪ Don't know what I have done ♪
[man] Whoo!
♪ Would you shun that house ♪
♪ Down in New Orleans ♪
-[man whistles] -♪ That they call the Rising Sun ♪
♪ That they call the Rising Sun ♪
[muffled cheering, applauding]
[door creaking]
[piano flourish plays]
[old man 2] Amen, brother.
[man 3] Ain't nobody in here can sing but that old man right there.
So just hang your fucking heads and go on home.
["It Hurts Me Too" playing]
[man chuckling softly]
[piano playing continues]
[man applauding]
[soulfully] ♪ Said you went crazy ♪
♪ You've lost your mind ♪
♪ Now the man you love ♪
[man 2] Whoo!
♪ Hurts you all the time ♪
-♪ When things go wrong ♪ -[old man 3 chuckles]
♪ So wrong with you ♪
♪ It hurts me too ♪
Y'all hearing this?
I'll be damned.
The little bastard can sing.
♪ You love him more You should love him less ♪
-[men clapping to beat] -♪ I'll come up behind him ♪
♪ Pick up all his mess ♪
♪ When things go wrong ♪
♪ So wrong with you ♪
♪ It hurts me too ♪
[piano playing continues]
[men cheering, whistling]
[man 2] Yeah!
[men chuckling]
[whistling]
[chuckling]
[piano playing continues]
♪ You call me up ♪
♪ Down from El Paso ♪
♪ Said come back, Daddy ♪
-[man 4 whoops] -♪ I need you so ♪
-[old man 2 chuckles] -♪ When things go wrong ♪
♪ So wrong with you ♪
♪ It hurts me too ♪
[music ending]
[man 2] Wow!
[men applauding]
-[man 2] Come on. His beer's on me. -[man 7] Oh man.
I know I'm going to hell for this, but I'm gonna say the young guy.
I can't believe I'm saying that, because I love the old guy.
And I love the young guy. I love them both. How can you…
Give them a tie, you know.
Give them a drink, pat on the back, and say, "You're the best."
That's what I'd do.
-[piano music playing] -[men chuckling]
[man 7] It's just like, singing a song is like telling a story about…
Have you all got any good titty bars around here?
[old man 2] Oh, hell yes.
We've got Illusions,, Palominos.
[man 3] Would you like to go sometime?
♪ Whoa ♪
[piano music stops]
♪ My, my love ♪
♪ My darling ♪
♪ I hunger for ♪
♪ Your touch ♪
♪ A long ♪
♪ Lonely time ♪
[piano playing]
♪ And time ♪
♪ Goes by ♪
♪ So slowly ♪
♪ And time ♪
♪ Can do so much ♪
♪ Are you ♪
♪ Still mine? ♪
♪ Mine ♪
♪ I need ♪
♪ Your love ♪
♪ I ♪
♪ I need ♪
-♪ Your love ♪ -[piano fading]
♪ Godspeed your love ♪
♪ To ♪
[rattling]
♪ To me ♪
[train horn blowing in distance]
[bottles rattling gently]
[train horn blowing in distance]
[sniffles]
[silence]
[man 8 clears throat]
[in Italian] ♪ I declaim ♪
♪ While taken with delirium ♪
♪ I do not know what I am saying ♪
♪ Or what I am doing ♪
♪ Yet it is necessary, I must force-- ♪
["Closing Time" by Leonard Cohen playing]
[in English] ♪ Ah, we're drinking And we're dancing ♪
♪ And the band is really happening ♪
♪ And the Johnny Walker wisdom Running high ♪
♪ And my very sweet companion She's the Angel of Compassion ♪
♪ She's rubbing half the world Against her thigh ♪
♪ And every drinker, every dancer Lifts a happy face to thank her ♪
♪ The fiddler fiddles Something so sublime ♪
♪ All the women tear their blouses off ♪
♪ And the men They dance on the polka dots ♪
♪ And it's partner found And it's partner lost ♪
♪ And it's hell to pay When the fiddler stops ♪
♪ Closing time ♪
♪ Closing time Closing time, closing time ♪
♪ Yeah, the women tear their blouses off ♪
♪ And the men They dance on the polka dots ♪
♪ And it's partner found And it's partner lost ♪
♪ And it's hell to pay When the fiddler stops ♪
♪ It's closing time ♪
[music fades]