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Hello, hello?
Thank you for coming out this evening
and enjoying your night with us.
We are The Beatwood Pack.
You know, the last one was one of my favorites,
an oldie but a goodie.
You gotta love the classics, right?
Why don't we take a second
to get to know my lovely band?
We have all the usual suspects here.
We got Charles on the drums.
Hey Charles.
Maggie on the keys.
And this here's Oscar on the bass.
And as always, I'm Ivy.
One, two, ah-one, two, three, four.
Wow.
- Bah-boo! - Thank you!
You want to come to Frenchman with me?
No, thanks. Long day.
- First round's on me. - No thanks.
You know long days turn into long nights, right?
- I'm good. - Okay.
Lock up when you're done, yeah?
I will. Have fun.
- Okay. See you tomorrow. - Bye.
- Miss Peterson. - Charles.
You.
- Tell Millie hi for me. - Uh-huh.
I'm going to Black Bayou. You wanna come?
- No. - Come on. It's karaoke.
No. We gotta hit the streets.
All right. See you soon.
Good night.
Charlie! Give me a ride.
No!
Huh, we still got paid?
It was a good set.
"Gilded Cage" was awful.
I liked it. It had character.
Ending a song half as slow
as you start isn't character.
Hmm. It's a version of character.
It's a version of talent, really.
Yeah, it was a mess, wasn't it?
Yes. Yeah, it was.
All right, well, where to?
♪ I wished I was ♪
♪ Some little sparrow ♪
♪ That I had wings ♪
♪ And I could fly ♪
♪ I'd fly away ♪
♪ To my false true lover ♪
♪ And while they talk ♪
♪ I'd sit and cry ♪
♪ But I am not no ♪
♪ Little sparrow ♪
♪ I have no wings ♪
♪ And I can't fly ♪
♪ So I'll sit right here ♪
♪ In my grief and sorrow ♪
♪ And pass my troubles ♪
♪ By and by ♪
Hey, you wanna get one before you head home?
Yeah, yeah, I know. Next time, right?
I just wanted to take a moment
to thank all y'all for choosing
to spend tonight with us
here at the Orchid Lounge,
home of the smoothest jazz this side of...
What would you like?
I'll just take a soda and bitters, please.
- Thank you. - Tonight,
like always, we have the Voice
of the South herself...
Marion.
♪ Folks, I'm going down ♪
♪ To St. James Infirmary ♪
♪ To see my baby there ♪
♪ He's stretched out on a long white table ♪
♪ So sweet, so cold, and so fair ♪
♪ Let him go, let him go, and God bless him ♪
♪ Wherever he may be ♪
♪ He can search this wide world over ♪
♪ But he'll never find another sweet thing like me ♪
- ♪ When I die ♪ - Thank you.
♪ Bury me in my straight-leg britches ♪
♪ Put on a box-back coat and a Stetson hat ♪
♪ Put a $20 gold piece on my watch chain ♪
♪ So you can let all my girls ♪
♪ Know I died standing pat ♪
♪ And give me six crap-shooting pall bearers ♪
♪ Let a chorus girl sing me a song ♪
♪ Put a red hot jazz band at the top of my head ♪
♪ So we can raise Hallelujah as we go along ♪
♪ Folks, now that you have heard my story ♪
♪ Say, boy, hand me over another shot of that booze ♪
♪ And if anyone should ask you ♪
♪ You just tell 'em ♪
♪ I've got the St. James ♪
♪ Infirmary ♪
♪ Blues ♪
♪ I went down ♪
♪ To St. James Infirmary ♪
♪ To see my baby there ♪
♪ She was stretched out ♪
♪ On that long... ♪
- ♪ She was stretched out on that long... ♪
♪ She was stretched out ♪
One, two, three...
two, three, four...
One, two, three, four.
One, two, three.
- Nice work, Ivy. - Oh, thanks.
But don't be late again.
How you doing today?
Good. How are you?
Good. Supposed to rain, thank God.
Oh, good.
Uh-oh.
Mike, will you get me one of these
- with the price on it? - Yes, ma'am.
Well, you're one of the lucky ones, huh?
I'm sorry?
If I ate all this,
I'd weigh a million pounds.
Oh, no, yeah. Me too. I, um...
I'm having a party this weekend.
Well, that's nice.
What's the occasion?
You know, I don't need the cookies.
- It's not really a big deal. - Mike'll be right back.
It's no problem.
Here he comes.
Thank you.
They cover everything in chocolate these days, huh?
Yeah.
Ah-one, two, three.
♪ There ain't nothing I ever do ♪
♪ Or nothing I ever say ♪
♪ That folks don't criticize me ♪
♪ But I'm going to do ♪
♪ Just as I want to anyway ♪
♪ And don't care just what people say ♪
♪ If I should take a notion ♪
♪ To jump into the ocean ♪
♪ Ain't nobody's business ♪
♪ If I do ♪
♪ Ain't nobody's business ♪
♪ If I do ♪
Hey, you want to sing something?
You want to pay me something?
Uh, no?
Pick a letter.
O.
O. O for "original."
Or for "Oscar."
"Or for 'Oscar.'"
And a number less than 6.
Uh, four.
Very nice. Very nice.
Is this, uh, gonna tell me my future?
If you're lucky.
I hate this plain white ceiling.
Why don't you paint it?
Because my landlord would kill me.
Yeah, probably.
But if she didn't care,
what color would you want to paint it?
Black.
Oh, ho, ho. Cheer-y.
I'd cover it with stars.
It's stupid, I know.
It's just... I don't know.
To tide you over.
Sorry.
What for?
Nothing.
Nothing?
- Mm-hmm. - "Mm-hmm"?
Just, nothing.
I'm glad we got that figured out.
Me too.
I'm sorry?
To be picked up by Friday?
Yeah, yes. Uh, yeah, I can do that.
Watch out for that...
I really loved your voice the other night.
It's, uh, very raw.
Very original.
Thanks.
You been here before?
Yeah. I come here all the time.
Well, I'm glad you like it.
Thanks. I mean, yeah.
Hey, Roger.
Hmm. So tell me.
You ever think about singing in a place like this?
- Well, I... - I know you already
got a steady gig, but...
you could get some good exposure,
make a nice little paycheck.
You should think about it. Here...
call me sometime.
Well, well, well.
Look at the son of a bitch who decided
to grace us with his presence.
We gotta get it together.
That last show was way too loose,
and we're gonna do "St. James."
- Oh. - Aw, more old shit.
By "shit," I assume you mean "classic."
It's a classic.
- Yeah. - But hey, I know it.
That's why you're my favorite.
- Yes, with like 20 people. - That's amazing.
I know! Oh, they were good, man.
- You know, I actually... - Well, well, well.
Look at the son of a bitch who decided
to grace us with his presence.
Oh, well, I like that.
Oh, well, well, well, if it isn't the perfect woman.
Come on.
Oh, God.
Good move. Come on.
- What do we got? - "St. James."
- Okay. - Yes. All right.
Let's get it together, guys.
Oh, that won't be a problem at all, not at...
No, ma'am. No. Someone will be with you...
♪ You know I dreamed ♪
♪ A deep blue ocean ♪
♪ And I dreamed ♪
♪ Myself beneath ♪
♪ I dreamed you rode... ♪
Damn, everybody's looking good tonight.
You're gonna be fine.
There's like a hundred people out there.
Forty-six at most.
I don't know, looked more like a hundred to me.
Hey, guys.
Ms. Peterson.
Y'all feeling all right?
♪ You know I dreamed ♪
♪ A deep blue ocean ♪
♪ And I dreamed ♪
♪ Myself beneath ♪
♪ I dreamed you rode waves ♪
♪ Of deep devotion ♪
♪ I feel them washing over me ♪
♪ Feel them washing over me ♪
- Who wants a shot? - Me.
Oh, make that me.
We've never played for a crowd that big.
Better get used to it.
- Ivy? - No.
Taking care of that instrument, okay.
- Maggie, you want a drink? - Ooh, no, none for me.
I have to stay sharp for a previous obligation.
- Oh, okay. - Ooh!
"Obligation" is probably a good word
for a date with you.
Jealous much?
Just a little bit.
I'm playing at Dog House.
Y'all should come through.
Hmm. Two-gig night, huh?
I'll see y'all soon.
- All right? - Break a leg.
See you soon.
You know what?
I do want a shot.
- Oh! - Thank you.
Well, welcome back, Kotter.
Thank you!
- There she is. - Look who's back.
- I never left. - All right.
This one's gonna do it, I think.
To...
you.
Cheers, salut.
Cheers, cheers, cheers.
- Should we go? - Should we go?
I'm done. I got the whole spot cleaned up!
♪ We've been here before ♪
♪ Don't fear me ♪
♪ Don't stand by the door ♪
♪ Come near me ♪
♪ Quick thought, left or right ♪
♪ Could it be a strong case of fight or flight? ♪
♪ We never notice we're slightly overworked ♪
♪ You're self-conscious Sweating beads of doubt ♪
♪ This can't be right Whisperin' out, ♪
♪ "This can't be right, right?" ♪
♪ I ain't done ♪
♪ Surely I ain't done ♪
♪ Oh, nah, nah, I ain't done ♪
♪ Oh, but my mind's on the run ♪
♪ Caused by your never-ending dream ♪ ♪
♪ And it ain't what it seems ♪
♪ Ain't what it seems ♪
♪ Know what I mean? ♪
♪ We've been here before ♪
♪ Don't fear me ♪
♪ Don't stand by the door, ♪
♪ Come near me ♪
♪ Monster on the bed, regurgitating out ♪
♪ Mad, this monkey on my back ♪
♪ Pulling hair like puppet strings ♪
♪ Slow to react ♪
♪ Tell me, what's the matter, love? ♪
♪ Life's drive slow-mo ♪
♪ Front crawl in Speedos ♪
♪ Fight against the rising tide ♪
♪ Breathe deep, never stop clawing at the light ♪
♪ Clinging on to what we got ♪
♪ Nah, and it ain't what it seems ♪
♪ It ain't what it seems ♪
♪ Baby girl, it ain't what it seems ♪
♪ Nah, it ain't what it seems ♪
♪ Too cruel to be mean ♪
♪ To be cruel ♪
♪ Don't wanna lose ya ♪
♪ We've been here before ♪
♪ Don't fear me ♪
♪ Don't stand by the door ♪
♪ Come near me ♪
You want to get out of here?
Yes.
♪ But I'm dreaming when I see you try ♪
♪ Birds in springtime ♪
- ♪ Summer breeze ♪ - ♪ Summer breeze ♪
♪ Birds will sing to you ♪
♪ Birds will sing to me ♪
♪ You don't say goodbye ♪
♪ But I'm dreaming when I see you try ♪
♪ Every time you say goodbye ♪
♪ Every time you say good ♪
♪ Bye ♪
I should not have had all those drinks.
Okay, you see that... that really, really bright one?
- Uh-huh. - Okay, just a little over...
down.
Right there.
- You see that one? - Mm-hmm.
That's the star.
That's the star that I modeled your star after.
Yeah, no. No, it's part of
the Lacerta constellation,
which means "beautiful" in Latin.
Really?
No, it means "lizard." But, I always thought
it sounded beautiful.
Wait, so, you think I'm a lizard?
No.
But I think you're Lacerta.
Uh, I'm gonna be right back.
Mmm...
Mmm.
Everything all right in there?
Yeah. Geez, come on. Can't a woman pee in peace?
Just checking.
Uh, Oscar?
Oscar.
- Yeah. - Can you, um, go upstairs?
I think... I think that I dropped one of my earrings out there.
Can you try and find it?
Yeah, yeah, sure.
Okay, thank you.
- Oh, God. - Oh, sorry! I'm sorry.
- Sorry, I'm sorry. - Are you okay?
- Yeah, I am. - Uh, I shouldn't have...
Uh, I... I think I'm gonna go.
Oh, no. Why?
Just, I don't feel good. I think I drank too much.
Oh. Okay. Um...
Yeah. I'll see you soon, though?
Of course. Yeah. Uh, okay.
Thanks.
- Night. - Good night.
- Bye. - Bye.
Hey.
Did I tell you you could sit?
I'm kidding. Jesus.
We gotta talk.
Uh, I...
Need a raise.
Yeah, you've been here a year, and you deserve it.
But the coming in late and then the staying late,
it's... it's not what I want.
No, yeah. Okay. I know.
You know, so... if we can get that fixed,
I think we can see if we can work towards
getting you a pay bump.
Okay.
What is that, Ivy?
Oh, oh, oh, no problem, Ivy.
No, no, it's my pleasure.
Yeah, thank you, thank you.
You're welcome.
Take the rest of the day off.
You need to clean your uniform.
Okay. I will... thank you.
♪ Uh, I went down to the St. James Infirmary ♪
♪ I saw my baby there ♪
♪ She was stretched out on a long white table ♪
♪ She was so sweet, so cold, so fair ♪
♪ Let her go, let her go, God bless her ♪
Ivy.
Hey! Sorry.
The kids were just getting bored.
What are you doing?
Oh, I just... they were jamming, so I just hopped up there.
I didn't know you could sing.
Well, I can.
Sorry, y'all. My boss just kept me late.
Yeah, don't worry about it.
Yeah, it's cool.
- Is anything wrong? - No.
Let's just, um, go for "St. James."
Ah-one, two, ah-one, two, three.
♪ I went down to St. James Infirmary ♪
♪ To see my... by there ♪
♪ She was stretched out on that long white table ♪
♪ So sweet, so cold, so fair ♪
♪ Let her go, go, bless her ♪
♪ Wherever she... ♪
I'm sorry, y'all. Sorry.
Hey, you wanna... grab some water or something?
Yeah, yeah. I'm gonna... I'm gonna get some water.
I'll be back.
Yo!
You gonna be all right for this weekend?
Let's just take it from the top.
♪ I went down to that St. James Infirmary ♪
♪ To see my baby there ♪
♪ She was stretched out on that long white table ♪
♪ So sweet, so cold, so fair ♪
♪ Let her go, let her go, God bless her ♪
♪ Wherever she may be ♪
♪ You could search this wide world over ♪
♪ And never find ♪
♪ A sweeter woman than me ♪
Fuck.
Here she is.
Where have you been?
What are you wearing?
To the happy couple.
You know, I did not know that they let
people this good-looking marry each other.
It seems kind of unfair for the rest of us,
you know what I'm saying?
Let's get this gorgeous couple on the dance floor.
Shall we? Come on, let's hear it.
Here's to your first dance.
You may not know all the right steps, but,
as long as you're dancing with the right person,
it's all good, right? Cheers.
One, two, three, four.
♪ Let's fall apart... ♪
♪ Like lovers do ♪
♪ You bring the bomb ♪
♪ And I'll... ♪
♪ Give us fire and we'll be ♪
♪ Rain or sn... ♪
♪ As long as I'm falling with you ♪
Ivy.
♪ Let's fly aw... ♪
♪ Like... ♪
♪ Will do ♪
♪ Tell all our friends ♪
♪ The sky was too blue ♪
Ivy, just...
To not be with you, in this
♪ Cloudless mood ♪
♪ As long as I'm falling ♪
♪ With you, with you ♪
To the happy couple.
Thank you, folks. We'll be back in just one minute.
Okay, let's just... let's just do "St. James."
- Are you okay? - I'm fine.
- What? I'm sorry I'm late. - No. She can't stay here.
- What? No. - What?
Why don't you grab a seat, maybe like...
No, I don't need to find a seat.
I can do this.
But you can't, Ivy.
You can't.
She's right.
- Thank you, folks. - Mmm. Mm-mm.
I'm Dr. Kneale.
You feeling okay?
You can sit up.
It's a good thing you came in when you did.
You were severely dehydrated.
The laryngoscopy results came back,
and there are signs of severe damage
to your esophagus and larynx.
Here, let me show you.
These are your vocal cords.
Give me your arms.
See how they are flush?
That's what a healthy scan should show.
Unlike yours.
Now most of the time, this is caused
by excess stomach acid corroding tissue.
Do you suffer with acid reflux?
Well, you know your body.
But with continuing damage like this,
you need to know that you risk rupturing your esophagus.
Most of the scarring is likely irreversible,
but vocal rest will stop the swelling.
So no screaming along at concerts,
no singing in the shower,
and no yelling at your mom.
I'd say a month is a good place to start.
And then we can see where we're at.
There are a lot of people...
who have been in the exact same situation.
This condition can be serious.
I'm going to ask you again.
Do you suffer from acid reflux?
Okay.
It's good to see you, Ivy.
Uh, you too.
I hope you don't mind,
but my old fashioneds are the best.
- Not at all. Thank you. - Yeah.
You hungry?
No thanks. I just ate.
You weren't drinking the other night.
I was afraid you didn't like our drinks.
No, I was just taking care of my instrument.
I like that.
To taking care of our instruments.
Ah, anyway.
I've been telling everyone to come see you.
- You? - Mm-hmm.
You get a good turnout?
Yeah.
Yeah, it was...
- Yeah. - Good.
That's good.
Ah, anyway. Ah...
Like I said before, I'm looking for some new talent,
and I would like to consider bringing you on.
Great. That's...
great.
We'll probably have to do something about "Ivy."
We're gonna probably have to change that.
Oh, uh, well, we go by The Beatwood Pack.
Yeah, uh...
I'm not looking for a band.
I'm looking for a singer.
Oh.
You know, a lot of kids,
they don't take care of their instruments,
and they end up fucking me over.
But I don't like being fucked over.
Fucked, sure.
But not fucked over.
Hey. You want a beer?
Okay.
Thank you.
- Look... - You know what?
Don't even worry about it.
It's really not a big deal.
- Really? - Really, yeah.
And if you, like, need to take a break,
or anything, Addie said she can...
No, I don't need to take a break. I'm okay.
We're here for you.
We're on your side.
I'm never gonna be a singer.
You already are a singer.
Hey, why don't we just sit for a minute?
I don't want to sit, okay?
Hey...
Ivy...
What? I thought you said I was beautiful.
Yeah. Lacerta.
Yeah. That. So what's wrong?
Hey, look, it can't be like last time.
It won't be like last time, okay?
Come on!
Fuck you.
Thank you for being nice.
Fucking asshole.
♪ Everybody knows this girl I know ♪
♪ She's the kind to buy high ♪
♪ When it's selling for low ♪
♪ Eats a dinner in New Orleans ♪
♪ And dessert in Chicago ♪
♪ She'll ask you for 10 more where that came from ♪
♪ When your bottom dollar goes ♪
♪ Everybody knows ♪
Everybody knows.
Oh, I... I'm so sorry.
I'd offer you a smoke, but I just bummed this one.
Marion.
Ivy.
You look familiar.
Do I know you?
No. No, I'm just a fan.
Thanks, hon.
You a singer?
Yeah.
Good for you. It's a hard grind.
What kind of stuff do you sing?
I...
Miguel, this is Ivy.
Ivy's a singer.
Hmm.
The band's ready for you.
Best of luck, hon.
Thank you.
One, two, three, four.
♪ She was so sweet ♪
♪ She was so cold ♪
♪ She was so fair ♪
♪ Let her go ♪
♪ God bless her ♪
♪ If the devil don't get her ♪
♪ Wherever ♪
♪ She may be ♪
♪ And she can search ♪
♪ This whole wide world over ♪
♪ But she'll never ♪
♪ Find a sweet one ♪
♪ Like me ♪
♪ Oh, when I die ♪
♪ That's right ♪
♪ When I die ♪
♪ Won't you bury me ♪
♪ In a box-back coat ♪
♪ And a big tall Stetson hat ♪
♪ Put a $20 gold piece ♪
♪ Right there on my watch chain ♪
♪ You let all my girls know ♪
♪ That I died ♪
♪ Standing pat ♪
Ooh!
♪ Give me six ♪
♪ Crap shootin' ♪
♪ Pallbearers ♪
♪ And let a chorus girl ♪
♪ Come 'round and sing me a song ♪
♪ Put a brass band ♪
♪ At the top ♪
♪ Of my hearse wagon ♪
♪ Well, I'll raise hell ♪
♪ Right as I roll ♪
♪ On along ♪
♪ Folks ♪
♪ Now that you've heard ♪
♪ My story ♪
♪ I say boy, come on ♪
♪ Bring me that other shot of booze ♪
♪ And if anyone should come at me ♪
♪ And ask me my goddamn problem ♪
♪ Well, you know what I'm gonna tell 'em ♪
♪ Tell 'em I got them ♪
♪ St. James Infirmary blues ♪
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