gone middle-of-the-road.
So crank out
another hit.
Let me tell you something,
it ain't easy
to keep on being greezy, kid.
Where you blow in from?
Paris.
Bonjour.
Yeah, man.
France is where it's at.
Yeah, man. And all that stuff
you've been playing,
man, it's just...
it really feels out of sight.
You know, we gotta
record something together.
I mean, people will
really dig it.
So, where you going
after the Festival?
Oh, l... I go to D.C., Richmond,
uh, Virginia, Georgia.
You know what, once you
get the record out there,
you gotta sell it.
The South, man?
I'm not doing that no more.
Hey, come on, kid,
that's where
the money is, baby.
You know, When I left Seattle
with Hamp,
we went down there, man.
And it felt like
I walked into a prison cell.
You know, a black man
is a "boy"
in Mississippi, Ray.
Even if he's 80 years old.
I'm never playing
to Jim Crow again. Ever.
If that's what you feel,
baby.
I'm serious, Ray.
Man, we gotta do something.
Well, you know,
what... what the hell, man.
You're just going
to leave a lot more money
on the table for me.
You're welcome to it,
man.
You ready to work?
Work on what?
Get over here, you gotta
help me with this.
Percy just sent me
some new music.
You know what
they're saying about me?
Said I've lost something,
said I've gone
middle-of-the-road.
They may as well say
the same thing about you.
You were the soul
of this band.
Now every time you're around,
you're just drunk.
Drunk soul
of a blind junkie.
What a lovely couple.
Why don't you
just get out of here?
I ain't drunk, Ray.
I'm pregnant.
Yeah, that's right.
I'm having your baby.
You ain't really...
You... you can't do that.
I'm gonna have to
talk to the doctor.
You gotta get rid of it.
My God!
What, because
I'm not your precious Bea?
I'm not good enough
to have this baby?
You lay up
in my bed every night.
My bed!
I'm gonna have this baby, Ray.
No, Ray! No!
Come on, come on.
Come on, just listen.
Just listen to me.
You know
I care about you, baby.
I won't let
nothing happen to you.
I'll pay for everything.
No!
It's gonna cost you
more than money.
I want you to leave her, Ray.
Come and be with our baby.
You out of your damn mind.
You knew the rules
when you got into this.
You know goddamn well
I ain't gonna
leave my family.
Leave your family?
You are a damn fool,
you know that?
Between the dope
and the music and me,
you already done left
your damn family!
You know what
the sad part about it is,
Ray, you don't even know it.
You know what?
From now on, it's strictly
business between you and me.
Yeah, that's it. That's it.
Keep that anger.
¤ Hit the road, Jack ¤
¤ And don't you come back
no more ¤
¤ no more,
no more, no more ¤
¤ Hit the road, Jack ¤
¤ and don't you come back
no more ¤
¤ You ain't right,
hit the road Jack ¤
¤ Don't you come back
no more ¤
¤ no more,
no more, no more ¤
¤ Hit the road, Jack ¤
¤ and don't come back
no more ¤
¤ What you sayin'? ¤
¤ Hit the road Jack ¤
¤ And don't come back
no more ¤
¤ no more,
no more, no more ¤
¤ Hit the road Jack ¤
¤ And don't you come back
no more ¤
¤ Now baby, listen baby ¤
¤ don't-a treat me
this-a way ¤
¤ For I'll be back
on my feet some day ¤
¤ Don't care if you do
'cause it's understood ¤
¤ You ain't got no money,
you just ain't no good ¤
¤ Well, I guess
if you say so ¤
¤ I'd have to pack my things
and go ¤
¤ That's right ¤
¤ Hit the road, Jack ¤
¤ And don't you come back
no more ¤
¤ no more,
no more, no more ¤
¤ Hit the road Jack ¤
¤ And don't you come back
no more ¤
¤ What you sayin'? ¤¤
Hey, Ray, it's Sam.
Can you hear me? It's Sam!
Yeah, hey, Hit the Road
is our second number one.
Yeah. ABC is taking out ads
in all the trades.
Yeah, oh, and congrats
on your Grammy nomination.
No, no, no I know
you're going to win.
Hey, you feeling all right?
Well, come on, baby,
be happy.
You're doing good.
Thank you,