Heartland (2026) Movie Script
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You go after another one of my dogs,
you so much as step on my property,
I will shoot you in the face,
I swear to God I will.
Your dog was barking all night.
I'd kill it again if I could.
Then bring it on over
Stringing him along any longer, girl
It's just wasting precious time
One more.
Rip it off just like a band-aid
The way you look at me, girl
You can't pretend
I know you ain't in love with him
Break up with him
Misty Jones.
I'll give you a quarter
if you play one of my songs.
Mm-hmm.
Yeah?
Who?
Yeah.
Yeah, all right. I can be there.
Let's go.
I gotta go see my brother.
Mm!
Let's go!
You've gotten all the attention
you're gonna get from me.
Coffee?
Sure.
Oh, wow.
I see Mom's still your decorator.
Please, Misty, let's not go backwards.
No, I won't.
Just glad you got rid
of the Slaughter of the Midianites.
It's in the living room.
That's perfect. Slaughter over the fire.
Ah
I didn't invite you here to bicker.
Charlie hasn't returned our calls
in three days.
I don't know where my little girl is.
Well, she's 22 and famous.
Probably doesn't have any time
to check in with her daddy.
Yeah, but nobody
can get in touch with her.
She didn't turn up to rehearsals.
- Did you talk to her manager?
- Kelly?
She says Charlie's been acting out.
Even before this.
- Why don't you call the police?
- I did call.
They made some phone calls
and went to her house,
but that was the extent of it.
Hi, hon.
- Oh.
- Misty.
Hello.
It's, uh good to see you, Janet.
How you feeling?
Not great.
That's too bad.
- Yeah.
- Sorry about that.
You must still know
some people in Nashville.
Oh no, that was a long time ago.
- Still, you could
- No.
- You could get people to pay attention.
- Don't.
Here's something you should know.
There's this guy in Nashville.
One of these stalkers.
His name is Jared Granger.
He writes these insane letters.
- You show the cops?
- They issued a restraining order.
But a piece of paper
is not gonna stop a creep like this.
You're right,
and that's why you should go to Nashville.
You're her parent, right?
Believe me,
I would go.
But Janet's right in the middle
of this new cancer trial out of Europe.
We can't afford to miss a treatment.
Fuck.
Charlie's management's got her booked out
for nearly three years.
Everything from mall tours
to beauty campaigns.
Last time she came home,
she was as thin as I've ever seen her.
And that boyfriend of hers,
Jace Jacobs.
Well, I trust him
about as far as I can throw him.
Well, she's just kicking up a racket.
Yeah, she'll be home in a few days.
- Can't you kick up a racket in Nashville?
- No. God damn it, no.
Why? I'm not asking you to do anything
you haven't already done.
- Damn it, Misty, you owe me.
- F I don't owe you shit.
You do.
Believe me, I know it'd be hard for you
to go back to Nashville.
I wouldn't ask you
if I thought I had any other choice.
Charlie Heart is disappointing fans again.
The rising pop-country breakout
from the Heart Sisters
was a no-show
at the Moody Center in Austin.
never took the stage
at Stagecoach and left fans waiting
missed appearances
and canceled tour dates
have fans wondering what is going on.
Charlie Heart's career is on fire,
but is she about to burn it all down?
What made you change your mind?
That medicine.
Don't forget those green pills.
Jesus Christ. These dogs are barely alive.
If they're any less alive in two days,
you don't wanna see what'll happen.
Janet saved everything Charlie ever did.
Even her contracts. Most of it
I don't understand, but you might.
Here.
Charlie's a good girl.
You might learn something about her.
There's no such thing as good girls.
You know that.
I moor my boat on the old Stono
That river take you anywhere
That you wanna go
Sail on the Ashley or the Edisto
But don't get caught in the mud
When the tide gets low
There's so much rivers
Where I live down south
The ocean pours out
Of the river's mouth
And the fish don't care
If they're fresh or brine
When they're frying
In that cast iron skillet of mine
I moor my boat in the old Stono
That river take you anywhere
That you wanna go
Sail on the Ashley or the Edisto
But don't get caught in the mud
When the tide gets low
I got a sister on Wadmalaw
She floats all day in the Ledenwah
And now the Dove welcomes to the stage
Nashville's most prolific songwriter,
Clark Allen West,
and his Grammy-winning better half,
Misty Jones.
Swear I was trying
To see anyone there besides you
And I planned on Moving on tonight
Or at least I tried to
Didn't take long to change my mind
On my ride home
Oh--
- Let's focus on you, Clark.
- All right.
Now, it may be too early to announce,
but a little birdie just told me
that you gonna be going on tour
with Winnie Jo Lean herself
and producing her next album.
It's a little too early to announce that.
- Then why'd he announce it?
- Uh-oh, Clark.
Looks like Misty's jealous of her rival.
Oh, come on, honey.
We's just having some fun.
I'm not playing this game.
I'm not here to give you another headline.
Well, you don't need my help with that.
Missed shows, falling off stage,
disappointed fans, flopped records.
You made those headlines all on your own.
Not charging for this shit, are you?
For Misty Jones, this shit is free.
If you want to own a great big mansion
I'll give it my utmost attention
I'll buy you tall, tall, trees
And all the water in the seas
- Hey, can I get a Crown and Coke?
- You got it.
Well, I'm a fool, fool for you
It may take a while
But I'll prove it's true
Well, if it's loving you want
I'll be over there.
If it's money you want
Then I'll get it
I knew this day would come
one way or the other 'cause I just knew
No.
Nashville was gonna suck you back in.
I knew you were going there.
No, I'm not back here to play.
- Oh shit.
- Mm-mm.
Don't tell me you're hitching your wagon
back up with Clark, please.
- Oh, hell no. Come on.
- All right. I'm getting nervous, you know.
No, it's just, uh, I think Charlie
might be in a little bit of trouble.
Charlie? What's going on with Charlie?
Well, Donny asked me
to poke my head around,
see if I could turn up anything.
You don't know someone who can get me
some time with her manager, do you?
Roy could help with that.
- That's Roy Combs?
- Yes, ma'am.
This place here, when he got it,
nothing but a loose tooth
hole in the wall.
But I tell you what,
all he did was go on to discover
every great country singer
to come out of Nashville
in the last ten years, including Charlie.
And, of course,
he started Live Forever Records.
Hey, you gotta meet him. Hey, RC! Roy!
Royalty's in the house tonight, Mr. Combs.
Roy, look who walked in the building.
Now, you remember my good friend,
Misty Jones, don't you?
He came with the key
My God.
Winnie Jo Lean know
you're back in Nashville?
She's liable
She's liable to let bygones be bygones.
I'm here to catch up with my niece,
Charlie Heart.
Apparently, you're the man
who discovered her.
Well, if it wasn't me,
it would have been somebody else.
I mean, ain't no hiding talent like hers.
Have a seat.
Move the fuck over, Bucky.
Can do, little sister.
I hear she's been acting out.
She may have missed a few shows, but
just some good old-fashioned,
diva-like behavior.
That's to be expected
when you're about to be a household name.
Kelly looks after her.
You think there's a chance
you could get Misty face time with Kelly?
They're rehearsing at the Dove tomorrow.
I'll put you on the list.
- I don't think I'm welcome at the Dove.
- You are when you're with me.
Look, you probably knew me
when I was just some skinny little redneck
back in them writers' rooms who thought
he was the next Ronnie Van Zant.
Well, the truth is,
I found my place eventually
by understanding
that there were people in this town
who had a hell of a lot more talent
than I had,
and that talent needs to be serviced.
Drink up.
It's all on me.
See you tomorrow.
Is he for real?
They'd have put me out to pasture
a long time ago if it wasn't for old Roy.
I hate to tell you, but this sure as hell
looks a lot like pasture to me.
Come on now, Miss Misty.
It's not so bad.
Clark come to town much?
No.
And from what I hear, he barely leaves
that little cabin in Chattanooga.
- Any guesses why?
- I don't know shit, Misty.
There's a rumor going around
that he's fighting something.
Some sort of sickness.
I'm not sure what it is. Something
something to do with his heart.
Well,
I'ma tell you.
Be careful, Miss Misty.
Be careful, girl, because
Nashville's changed.
- And you and me?
- Mm?
We ain't famous anymore.
Buck, you were never famous.
Standing next to you, I was sure famous.
I'll be buckin' at the county fair
Amarillo by morning
Amarillo I'll be there
They took my saddle in Houston
Broke my leg in Santa Fe
Asshole.
Somewhere along the way
Move the fuck over!
Jesus Christ.
Last time she came home,
she was as thin as I have ever seen her.
Miss Jones?
Your brother could've filled out a report
over the phone.
Yeah, he sent me in his place. I'm louder.
All right.
I'll let you know what we uncover.
- Is that it?
- Yeah.
No.
I'll tell you the same thing
I told your brother.
Detective White drove by
Charlie's residence
and saw nothing unusual.
Charlie's management said
she's on a writing retreat.
Come back any day now.
Yeah, but don't you think
management might be lying? Hmm?
The way I see it, Kelly's just trying
to keep her PR machine rolling.
- You've been in this business a long time.
- No shit, Detective.
And I know when somebody's gone missing,
the clock starts to tick.
Nobody here's even looking at
their fucking watch.
Misty Jones. Detective White.
Nice to see you. Big fan.
I'm a little starstruck.
The "Queen of Mean."
Ain't that what they used to call you?
No, it was actually the "Cunt of Country."
Oh. Oh no.
Well, you know, you did sucker punch
Winnie Jo Lean in the face.
I wouldn't have called you a name.
I would've arrested you.
Oh yeah? I would have loved
to see you try back then.
Don't remember me, do you?
Uh, I had the pleasure of keeping
your husband's pinky finger on ice
after you sliced it off
for cheating on you.
Ex-husband.
Still, you know, it's not a bad story
for your first week on the job.
I'd like to check out Charlie's house.
My brother said he sent you a key.
Do you know how many times
Charlie's gone missing
this year?
Brother didn't tell you that piece,
did he? Six times.
Each time,
she came back of her own volition.
Each time, we wasted
countless hours of manpower
searching for somebody
who wasn't ever gone.
Now, we're a busy department, Miss Jones.
I got thousands of missing adults.
All of those with concerned families,
just like yours, looking for updates.
Don't think, 'cause you put out
a hit or two back in the day,
you're gonna get special treatment.
- Nine.
- Excuse me?
I put out nine hits.
But who's counting?
Yeah, I don't need a parade, asshole.
I just need you to do your goddamn job.
Get me into my niece's house.
Okay.
Aren't you estranged? You and your niece?
What the fuck
does that have to do with anything?
It doesn't.
I'm just curious.
It's interesting you think you know more
about Charlie's whereabouts
than the people
who are actually taking care of her.
You filled out your report.
That's about all we can do for you.
Good to see you though. Have a good night.
This better be for real.
Open your eyes.
It's right in front of you.
You can see it is. That's enough.
So why me?
Well, I know you're a ratings whore.
You wouldn't think twice
about accepting this opportunity.
- Welcome back to The Roger Lane Show.
- In five, four, three, two
Live from Nashville.
Misty Jones.
So you've been away from Nashville
for how long now?
Twenty years.
So why'd you come back now?
My niece,
Charlie Heart,
has been missing for five days.
Her management and the police,
they seem to wanna keep it a secret.
Well, it's sure funny
you use that word, "secret."
So you said
that Charlie Heart is your niece?
Yes.
Well, I'm holding a birth certificate here
that says you are Charlie's mother.
Are you denying
that Charlie Heart is your daughter?
No.
So let me ask again.
Why have you come back to Nashville now?
I'm looking for Charlie Heart.
She's been missing for five days.
And her management
and the police don't seem to give a shit.
I'm her mother.
And I've come to find her.
- Are you out of your fucking mind?
- You told me to get 'em to listen.
I didn't tell you to tell the world
a 22-year-old secret.
I've got people yelling at me,
asking if my daughter
is really my daughter.
Well, technically, she's not.
launched an investigation
into the disappearance
Nashville PD is looking
for tips. If you have information, call
that Charlie Heart is considered missing.
Charlie Heart's
biological mother is none other
than troubled country legend Misty Jones.
All right, let's take a look
and put this to bed, shall we?
Forty-two.
Don't know what's going on.
Yes, you can.
There are too many people out there.
Look at me.
Smile!
I need some help in here!
- Call it in. Get forensics here.
- Yes, sir.
Misty, listen, I need you
to leave this room right now.
If anything happened to my daughter
it's on you.
What? Did you find something?
Charlie has a Ring camera.
Do you have access?
Sure. But--
Check the footage and call me back.
Hey, wait!
What?
You found something.
Didn't you?
Was it Jace?
That boyfriend of hers, did he hurt her?
Just check the footage,
call me back, Donny.
They're all in there rehearsing.
They know I'm coming?
Probably better they don't.
If you get the chance
Get out while you can
This ain't just a little town
No, it's heartbreak country
Heartbreak coun--
- You, move.
- Sorry about that. Where's Kelly?
Hey, what are you doing?
You said you wanted to talk to Kelly.
Nope.
I said I wanted her to listen.
Hold on. It's okay.
Charlie wrote this song
before she disappeared.
If tomorrow never comes
If I'm out of rising suns
I'd only have one single regret
Close my eyes and I pray
You hear this before they
Bury me in a cherry tree casket
Burn my bones to ashes
Cover me up in daisies
Baby, when I'm weaving
Someone knows what this song's about.
So go on, talk.
Or I'll stand here
till the paint comes off
those goddamn walls.
- Misty, this wasn't the plan.
- I don't have time for a fuckin' plan.
She was on your label.
You didn't know
she was scared for her life? Hmm?
I've got 28 artists on my label.
I regret it now,
but I was not aware enough of Charlie.
Well, somebody was. Was it Jace?
Was she scared of him?
Misty, darling, it's Kelly.
Listen, don't you think
if someone in this room knew something,
we would have gone to the police?
Well, I thought
she was at a writing retreat.
- Isn't that the story you fed the cops?
- No, that's not what I said.
I said half the time,
I don't know where the hell Charlie is.
- Oh, right.
- But listen to me, darling.
- We want her back as much as you do.
- Oh. Yeah, I'm sure you do.
You had her out on the road
298 days last year.
Isn't that right, Ms. Gobble It Up?
Mall tours, beauty campaigns.
Plus there's another ten albums.
I read those contracts.
Goddamn, you really milked that girl,
didn't you?
I gave her exactly what she wanted.
Did you?
I made Charlie into a household name.
Look what that did to her.
Oh, come on now.
Listen, when I met Charlie,
she couldn't even fill out a training bra.
And that girl couldn't harmonize
to save her life.
And you know what I did?
I invested years of my time
developing her.
And then, oh, I I created this band,
and we functioned as her family.
- Not a loyal one.
- They're just talking.
We don't want no trouble, Miss Jones.
This girl was so terrified,
she had her sheets taped to her windows.
But none of you sons of bitches
even checked on her.
Fuck every last one of you.
- Be careful. There's security cameras.
- Hey, I got it.
In case you're thinking about
slashing someone's tires again.
Thank you, Kelly.
- The fuck outta here.
- Misty.
Come here. You okay, baby?
- That was scary.
- I'm fine.
- Let's do it again, y'all.
- I ain't trying to be morbid, but
Might not wanna hear this right now,
but you might wanna talk to somebody.
- Can't be easy being back here.
- I'm fine!
If tomorrow never comes
If I'm out of rising suns
I'd only have one
This town's changed since you left.
If Nashville changed,
Charlie wouldn't be missing.
I close my eyes and I pray
You hear this before
We are live in Nashville tonight,
where authorities are investigating
the disappearance of singer Charlie Heart.
Signs of a struggle
were discovered at her home this morning,
leading investigators
to suspect foul play.
Fans have speculated
about a possible connection
to Jared Granger,
a man who was previously charged
with stalking Ms. Heart.
Officials say attempts to question Granger
have so far been unsuccessful.
Authorities are urging
anyone
die with a secret
I got it. I got the Ring footage.
You did? All right, one sec.
She opens the gate.
Do you think that she'd open the gate
for someone she didn't know?
The cops think it's Granger,
but she would've never buzzed him in.
She was terrified of him.
You sent this to the police?
Yeah, of course I did.
What's happening? Wait.
Shit. What?
Where is it?
I know that truck.
Slammed door on an empty room
Did all I know how to do
But long legs and a short fuse
Just walked out on me
Her hanging on had enough
Left me in a cloud of dust
What it is ain't
What the hell?
Shit!
Yeah, the upside
Of being down and out
Is that there's nothing left
Hey!
The fuck is Walter?
I don't give a rat's ass about what I saw.
You don't know what you saw.
You have no fucking clue what it was.
Oh, I know a blow job
when I seen one, son.
Down on my luck
Can't get back up
You say a fucking word about this
you'll be missing right alongside her.
Your heart spells it out
Hey.
How y'all doing?
Thanks so much for coming.
All right.
Do you inspire all of Charlie's songs?
'Cause I heard "Die With A Secret,"
and that sure shit ain't about love.
Just tell her to come back.
Shit isn't funny anymore.
I had my choice of those Sisters.
I knew I picked wrong.
She's not on vacation, you asshole.
Did you see the goddamn news? Hmm?
Oh, don't fucking laugh.
- Wow.
- The floor's covered in her blood.
It doesn't mean it's her.
She does this shit all the time.
- Not according to her dad or the police.
- The police already questioned me.
You tell 'em
you broke into my house last night
and you went chasing after Charlie
when she tried to leave you?
What the hell are you talking about?
You got a Ford 250.
That truck pulled into her driveway
the night Charlie disappeared.
You really don't know much, do you?
My manager drives that piece of shit.
I wouldn't be caught dead in it.
Well, that's convenient.
You wanna know the truth?
Charlie and I had a contract.
You know, piece of paper, words on it.
We sing, we smile,
and we post.
Two years.
Then we go our separate ways.
Hell, we could barely
get through a meal together.
And why is that?
She was fucking miserable.
How we doing, Nashville?
Tell 'em who we're here to see.
Jace! Jace! Jace! Jace! Jace!
You playing a game with me?
We're all playing games.
- Let's warm up that stage.
- Aren't you playing one right now?
No.
Worried mama
with those big crocodile tears.
What are you really here for, huh?
I just want Charlie back.
Bullshit.
If you gave a shit about her,
you would've reached out years ago.
I might not be the best boyfriend, but
at least I'm not her blood.
Ladies and gentlemen,
let's make some noise
for a different kind of cowboy,
Jace Jacobs!
Hold on a minute, hold on.
Thank y'all for being here tonight.
As most of you know, um,
I'm surviving my own personal nightmare.
My girl, Charlie, is missing.
And I'm only on this stage
to keep me from crying,
if I'm being honest.
Aw.
Y'all are my strength.
I have someone else here
who needs your help tonight.
Let's welcome her out on stage.
Come on out, Misty.
You want to hear Misty Jones sing?
I guess she's feeling shy.
It'd be an honor to sing you
one of your songs tonight, Misty.
This one's for Charlie.
Tied down with a full heart
In my wild days from an early start
Fell hard at twenty-two
Landed softly right by you
I gasp for breath in the mountain air
Drove across the plains with no cares
Chasin' dreams like wildfire
In my kids' eyes I see that desire
They're pullin' me from way back when
Tied to the old ways of all my kin
Preachin' the word
Down in the main lines
Out in the hayfields
Beneath the Abilene skies
Strike me down
If I cut
Family ties
Born to a world that's all been found
Proud of these songs that I sing now
First comes first not me or you
Under God it's those baby blues
Gone away from time to time
But that don't mean I don't tie a line
Pull me back if I fall through
Damn silver
Damn gold too
They're pulling me from way back when
Hey.
I need a microphone.
Hurry!
Tied to the old ways of all my kin
Come on!
Preachin' the word
Down in the main lines
Out in the hayfields
Beneath the Abilene skies
Strike me down
If I cut
Family ties
Those family ties
Those family ties
Misty! Misty! Misty!
Misty! Misty! Misty! Misty!
It's her, right?
Hey, that's Misty Jones.
It's Misty Jones!
Oh my God!
Nice show, Misty.
Glad you could fit in some gigs
while looking for your missing daughter.
You just can't help but put yourself
back in the spotlight, huh?
It's not what I was doing.
Course not. You've been trying
to play amateur detective.
Got a call from Kelly.
She said you've been playing detective
over there too.
Even managed to get yourself
kicked out of the Dove.
For the second time, no less.
- Did you find Jared Granger yet?
- I thought we were looking for Jace.
- No.
- Isn't that who you questioned?
Yeah, that boy's too soft to hurt anybody.
When was the last time
you talked to Charlie?
Well, we don't talk.
I already told you that.
- She didn't call before she went missing?
- No.
No.
Well, what about a visit?
- She pay you a visit?
- No.
You sure about that?
I live on a pecan farm in Vienna, Georgia.
The whole point is
that no one fucking sees me ever.
Uh, Charlie called
that number right there
about a month before she disappeared.
- Do you recognize that number?
- No.
You wanna answer that again?
Charlie came and visited you?
- What the hell?
- She did.
- I just explained it all to the cops.
- Yeah, now you're gonna explain it to me.
I know you're in Nashville
having the time of your life on stage,
lying to me, lying to the cops.
Charlie came to me for answers,
I gave 'em to her.
I don't think she liked 'em.
It didn't amount to anything.
Yeah, what if she was coming to you
for help?
- What if you could have stopped this shit?
- I didn't raise her!
If she was gonna come to anybody,
it should've been you.
You promised me.
You promised me you'd raise her right.
Instead, you sent her to the lions,
you stupid son of a bitch.
What the hell did you think
was gonna happen?
- Back up. Hey! Back off!
- Get off me!
Back the hell off!
Hey, Roy!
Roy, is Charlie gonna be dead?
I don't know how to live
But I'm learning how to die
I should've never come back
to this shithole town.
You're a disruptor.
That's what you do.
"Heartland" got me through
some rough years.
Don't think I ever got a chance
to tell you that.
Didn't always have my shit together.
Come on.
I've lived messy. That ain't you.
Oh, well, shit,
you talked to me at 3:00 a.m.
back from a Steelers game
down nearly two million.
Addictions are a bitch.
Your music centered me.
Trying to find a highway
It was like listening to an old friend.
Those lyrics.
You're not alone in this, Misty.
I promise you.
I sat down in a country church
The sermon made me cry
She visited me last month.
Charlie?
She claimed she'd just found out
I was her biological mom, but
No, it was more than that.
She was in trouble.
What kind of trouble?
I didn't even ask.
I didn't wanna get involved.
I buried Charlie so deep,
she had no meaning.
And I surrounded myself with nothing
for 20 years.
Nothing to look at, nothing to do.
Nothing to see,
nothing to remind me of her.
What about Clark?
Where is he in all this?
Clark was no more ready for her
than I was.
He only wanted more records on the wall.
I was too drunk,
too in love, to even know the difference.
And I knew my brother could take
better care of her than I could.
I knew it.
They were trying to have a baby for years.
Did you ever try
try to get her back?
I know where my strengths lie.
My next album tanked.
And all those people
who loved me one month,
they wouldn't return my call the next.
I was "crazy," I was "unstable."
So yeah, I buried Nashville.
I buried it right alongside Charlie,
right alongside all that other
shit.
If she needed your help,
she would've asked you.
Maybe.
But maybe that's just
what we tell ourselves
so we can sleep better at night.
What the hell?
I'ma go get my gun.
Hey, buddy. Hey.
Hey!
Did he shoot you?
No, I got his gun.
He took off.
You hurt?
I'm just banged up, is all.
All right. Did you get a good look at him?
I think it was that stalker.
It was Jared.
I understand, sir.
We have an APB out on him
with units outside his apartment,
but no one's seen him in weeks.
All right.
Tell Detective White I'll be there soon.
You need to go to the hospital.
I'll be okay.
They want me to head down to the station.
They'll bring Jared in soon,
then we'll finally get some answers.
It just don't make any sense
why he'd come after me.
I just don't think
he was in his right mind.
You want me to come back after
after I talk to White?
I don't think you should be alone tonight.
You don't need to do that.
What if I want to?
Why don't you go get yourself checked out?
We'll talk tomorrow.
What the fuck?
Fuck it.
Yeah?
Donny, I think I found Jared.
I'm sending you the location.
No, Misty, don't don't confront him.
Call the cops.
You gotta call the fucking cops.
- I gotta go in.
- No!
Shit.
You're sweet.
Oh. Can I help you?
Sorry, ma'am.
Does Jared live here?
Are you a friend of his?
I am, yeah.
- I sure am.
- Ah. Ah!
Well, I don't I don't get to meet
very many of Jared's friends.
Uh, come in, please.
Oh, um
Uh
Jared has been staying with me all week.
You just missed him.
Dog looks
hungry. Did he have his breakfast yet?
That's that's Jared's dog.
I'm afraid to go near him,
if I'm being honest.
What time do you think Jared will be back?
- You're not in a hurry, are you?
- No, no.
Oh, good.
Well, sit down, please.
I could I could use the company.
I I barely get two words
out of Jared anymore.
Oh. Why is that?
Well, I've raised Jared
after his mother died.
Did he tell you that? Yeah.
Mm-mm.
He he slept in bed with me
all through high school,
and and I said,
"Jared, people will talk."
He, he, he, he struggled.
He needed the the extra attention,
and, and I was only too glad
to, to give it to him.
- His girlfriend is as cold as ice.
- He's got a girlfriend?
Oh, she's a singer. A country singer.
Jared was supposed to bring her home
for Easter, but she never showed.
She thought she was too good for us,
I guess.
That's too bad.
No, not really. She looked like a sinner.
And Jared does not need
any bad influences.
What's in the shed?
That's Jared's private place.
I never go in there.
No, that, that's his private property.
Oh, he wouldn't want you
looking around in there.
That's his private property.
No!
He doesn't like you snooping around.
Don't you dare open that shed!
I told her not to go in there.
Don't touch her!
- No!
- Stop moving!
- No!
- Hey, stop
Stop it!
I didn't do it.
I don't know what would've happened
if Donny hadn't called you.
He was terrified.
He really was.
Roy, Misty, how are you holding up?
Uh
Did you get Jared to talk?
He's in critical condition.
His grandmother hired a lawyer.
What about the dog?
The dog?
What are you gonna do with his dog?
- Made sure it got to a local shelter.
- Damn it!
No one's gonna adopt a pit bull.
Misty, listen to me.
I know you've been through it,
but I don't think you understand
the gravity of the situation.
The blood that was found on those sweats
is a match for the sample
that we found in Charlie's house.
Jace confirmed those were the sweats
she was wearing the last time he saw her.
Charlie could've had more than one pair.
You think of that?
Maybe Jared,
uh, got those clothes ages ago,
and it was old blood.
It was fresh blood.
And it was Charlie's.
Furthermore, the holes in the sweatshirt
are consistent with that of a knife blade.
I'm sorry to tell you that,
moving forward,
we're treating Charlie's case
as a possible murder investigation.
But you don't even have her body.
You haven't found a damn thing yet.
Jared's property is
over 50 acres. We're searching.
This doesn't make sense.
Why'd Jared want her dead?
Why kill her? He was obsessed.
He didn't want her dead.
We finally have new evidence, Misty.
What about his truck? He didn't have
hunting lights on it. That's evidence!
- Could've removed them.
- She wouldn't have opened the gate.
- Maybe didn't know it was him.
- Damn.
He could've found her late Friday night.
We don't know what happened once she left.
That's right, you don't know. You don't.
Someone sure made it easy
for you not to think.
Doesn't it all feel a little
too damn convenient for you, detectives?
Jared hides her body
but makes a show of her bloody clothes.
- Go ahead. Act like you solved it.
- Sorry for your loss.
- Good work.
- Go home and be with your brother.
You want me to go home? Why don't you go
choke on your badge? Fuck off.
You don't believe this bullshit?
I know this is tough to hear,
and I'm I'm sorry, Misty.
I'm sorry.
Back off!
Hey, enough!
Is there water in that tub,
or is it mostly vodka?
We did the right thing, didn't we, Clark?
I believe so.
In the twilight glow I see
Blue eyes crying
In the rain
In the twilight glow I see
Blue eyes crying
In the rain
When we kissed goodbye and parted
I knew we'd never meet again
The Nashville Police Department
has asked you here
to give you an update
on the Charlie Heart case.
This department has been working
day and night
to bring Charlie home to her family.
Having said that,
we have announced that this case
will now be
an active murder investigation.
A man accused of stalking
country star Charlie Heart for years
was arrested today for her murder.
Nashville PD says
they've arrested Jared Granger
multiple times
on stalking-related complaints
but never believed he would turn violent.
hold the safety
and then get back outside
- Crown and Coke.
- It's on the house.
Seventh play of this drive
started 56 yards ago.
What are those numbers?
These. What is that?
Over and under on the game.
he's gonna lose yardage.
It's a football bet?
- What's it to you?
- Let me see 'em.
It's a great play
You talked to me at 3:00 a.m.
back from a Steelers game
down nearly two million dollars.
Addictions are a bitch.
Oh
Roy Combs live here?
Yes, but Roy's at work.
Huh. Damn.
I'm sure you saw me in all the news.
He told me to come here
to get away from all that press.
Roy told you to come here?
He did.
I think I'll just wait inside for him.
Sure.
You can wait in the den.
Fuck!
You think that she'd open the gate
for someone she didn't know?
Did she tell you anything?
It was fucking Jared.
It's Roy. Roy fucking Combs.
He's got a 250
with ripped-off hunting lights
in his garage.
- What?
- Oh, Jesus Christ.
I bet he's the one
who left that scrap of paper at Charlie's.
He's a gambler.
His house is being foreclosed as we speak.
You get a warrant,
you see what kind of water he's under.
Misty, we have a suspect in custody.
We have a hefty amount of DNA evidence.
That suspect's name
is Jared Granger.
Come on, you know that's bullshit.
I don't even think
Jared's the one who attacked us.
It was probably some asshole
Roy owed money to.
Making up stories
is not gonna bring your daughter back.
It's time to let this go.
I am sorry f Misty?
Mist
What the hell's going on here?
I didn't know where to go.
I've been sleeping
at campgrounds all week.
Where to go?
The rest of the goddamn world
thinks you're dead.
I know. That's what I wanted.
You did that?
Wait.
You planted bloody clothes
and left a note for the cops to find?
That was you?
I I just wanted everyone
to stop looking for me.
Well, they fucking stopped!
They have Jared in custody.
The police think he killed you.
I don't mind. He made life hell for years.
Jesus Christ.
Charlie.
For nearly a week,
I thought you might be dead.
You ever think about your parents?
Huh?
People crying in the news cameras,
leaving flowers.
I'm sorry.
No, that's not fucking good enough!
I didn't know what else to do.
Roy tried to kill me.
Why the hell would Roy want you dead?
No.
If I'm gonna help you, girl,
you need to be honest with me.
Roy has pictures.
Some videos too.
From when I was just starting out.
He hides them on his laptop at his office.
Jesus.
You think I don't regret it,
don't wish I could take it back?
No, I know you do. I didn't mean that.
If my parents ever saw those pictures,
I'd kill myself. I--
Don't say that.
Come on. You don't need to do that shit.
You have talent.
Talent has nothing to do with it.
Working with Roy
changed everything for me.
He gave me the Saturday night top slot
at his club, made me a Heart Sister.
We were selling out stadiums.
Everyone knew who I was.
But I couldn't say no.
To anything.
- If those pictures ever came out
- You were a kid.
It doesn't matter. It does not matter.
My dad would never look at me
the same way again.
- And I tried to go to the police.
- You went to the police?
That's what started this.
I tried to get a restraining order.
Detective White talked me out of it.
- Said I'd have to go to court, testify.
- Of course. Son of a bitch.
And they said it would be
Roy's word against mine.
He was never gonna help me.
Roy's done way too much for him.
Roy tried to have you killed
to keep you quiet.
You didn't read all my contracts, did you?
I'm worth way more to Roy dead than alive.
You let him take
an insurance policy on you.
He said he did it with all his artists.
It wouldn't have mattered.
I would have signed anything, honestly.
He's gonna collect that money.
If he finds out I'm still alive,
he's gonna kill me.
And Jared already took the blame for it,
so he'll get away with it.
Is that why you came to my house?
'Cause you needed help?
No.
I just wanted to meet you.
We could leave.
I could lay down in your truck.
- Put blankets over me.
- Charlie
I bought the land next to you.
Roy will never find me.
No. No no fucking way.
You made a life outside Nashville,
why can't I?
Because you don't want my life.
Hell, I don't even want my life.
The only thing I can take credit for
is what you do up on that stage.
That's where you belong.
Not on some pecan farm.
I found a tracker on my old car.
What if Roy knows I'm alive?
- He's here. He's
- No, it's all right.
Come on. You just hide. Right here.
You be quiet.
It's all right.
Helena said you stopped by.
You were gone before I got home.
Yeah. You know,
I thought I could wait, but
I just got to get
the hell out of Nashville.
That's what I was worried about.
I was just loading my truck.
Yeah. I'm about to get on the road.
I talked to Detective White.
Jared started talking.
Gave a full confession
from his hospital bed.
He did?
I know I didn't want this outcome
any more than you did.
But at least we got some answers.
When things have settled down,
I hope you'll reach out.
Yeah, I've never been good
at goodbyes, Roy.
Probably better that way.
Oh.
That old car out there behind that tree.
You don't got company, do you?
Probably the gardener's.
He knows, doesn't he?
I'm not gonna give him a chance
to figure it out.
I'm gonna take you someplace safe.
- No. I wanna go back with you.
- No fucking way.
You're not giving up your life
over some scumbag like Roy Combs.
You hear me?
Come on. Trust me. Can you do that?
Hello?
I need to talk to Winnie. It's Misty.
Misty, you need to leave
or we will call the cops.
You okay?
No.
- Not really.
- I can't believe it.
- Roy fucking Combs.
- I nearly shot him myself.
And Charlie just showed up
at your door without being seen.
Poor thing's scared half to death.
Roy found out she went to the cops.
He nearly killed her.
She's been hiding out ever since.
Well, nobody will find her out here.
There's only one road in and one road out.
Thank you.
- Sure you don't wanna go to the police?
- Oh no. Just be her word against his.
And considering
she just lied to the entire world,
I'm assuming they'll believe his.
As long as I can keep her here,
I'm working on something.
You know I think about you every day?
I hope you know that.
If I'd had the balls
I shoulda had back then,
maybe you wouldn't be
where you are right now.
Well
I would've found another way
to get run out of Nashville.
That's probably true.
You had an eye for trouble.
But there is one thing.
Anything.
Get me invited back to the Dove,
and we'll get Roy up on that stage.
I moor my boat in the old Stono
That river take you anywhere
That you wanna go
Sail on the Ashley or the Edisto
But don't get caught in the mud
When the tide gets low
There's so much rivers
Where I live down south
The ocean pours out
Of the river's mouth
And the fish don't care
If they're fresh or brine
When they're frying
In that cast iron skillet of mine
Thanks for coming, Buck.
I'm not gonna let you go down there
all by your lonesome.
You need a buddy by your side.
I got a sister on Wadmalaw
She floats all day in the Ledenwah
I'm awful curious about the situation
with you and Winnie Jo.
That grudge thawed out?
Yeah. With Winnie's help.
I actually need your help, Buck.
I have some information on someone
that I don't much care for.
Okay. Who are we talking about?
Roy.
- Roy Combs?
- Mm.
You know what? I wouldn't go there.
I would not go there.
I'm not sure if you noticed,
but Roy got a lot of sway in this town.
Might be better for you
to mind your own business.
I'd like to do that, Buck,
but he has a laptop in his possession
with some images that he shouldn't have.
A laptop?
Goodness gracious, Misty.
This isn't Hollywood.
Now, look, I've known Roy
the better part of 20 years.
About as long as I've known you.
He's a good man, Misty. He really is.
Well, why didn't you tell me
about his gambling problem?
Did you know about that?
You know, I'm I'm just trying
to figure out what it is to you,
and when did you become
so prim and fuckin' proper?
Never mind.
Now, listen, Misty.
I'm sorry for what happened to Charlie.
I am. We all are. It's awful.
But the truth is,
you don't know
the whole story, Misty. Charlie
Charlie's no fucking angel.
Is that right?
Yeah, that's right.
Roy gave her her start.
Hell, he gave her a head start.
She jumped in line in front of a hundred
great singer-songwriters in town, and
she could have acted with some grace,
with some loyalty.
Yeah, she's downright disrespectful.
I thought you didn't even know Charlie.
That's what you said.
I didn't. I
Misty, I know enough about the situation.
That's not the first thing
I wanted to tell you
after not seeing you a quarter century.
It's not what I wanted to bring up.
But I tell you what,
you ask anybody in that organization.
Anybody. Charlie's been
a fucking spoiled brat to the end.
So Roy kept her in her place.
Why in the world
didn't you fucking just go home, Misty?
Goddamn it, all this shit!
It could've been avoided.
I fucking warned you. I fucking
Pull this car over.
You know I can't do that.
Roy Roy won't let me do that.
Bucky, I've known you.
- I've known you for 30 years.
- Misty, you got it wrong about Roy.
Let me out of this fucking car, Bucky!
Misty, calm down. Jesus fucking Christ,
you gonna pull a gun on me?
Pull over.
Misty!
Oh fuck.
Come on. Come on, Misty. Don't shoot.
Were you really gonna kill me
for that asshole?
We were friends.
Jenny found two pink lines In his console
And it wasn't hers
Scared she won't find another lover
So she's gonna make it work
Maybe it's something in the water
Something in the wind
Blowing through the pines
Is Roy here yet?
Haven't seen him.
on the population sign
This is heartbreak country
Where love's as tough as the winters
Just a bunch of sinners
Falling in and out
I learned the hard way, trust me
If you get the chance
Get out while you can
It's best not to stick around
No, it's heartbreak country
Heartbreak country
Heartbreak country
Winnie?
- He's not here.
- Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm fine. Roy's not here.
- He's not here, he didn't
- Okay. Okay.
Okay, you know what, I'll stall.
I can stall.
- All right.
- It is my tribute, after all.
Y'all take care of her.
Well, thank y'all so much.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank y'all.
And thank you to all my friends
who have made this night so special.
Now, I wasn't planning on doing this.
But life just walked in
and gave me the courage.
I should have shared this a long time ago.
But I was too afraid
of what people might think.
See, my first husband and I,
we had a pretty big secret.
Our marriage might've looked perfect
on the outside,
but on the night
I was set to debut on this very stage
he hit me.
It was to be expected.
He'd always get particularly mad
on nights meant to celebrate me.
I tried my best to cover it up.
Some of y'all might remember this.
Some of y'all were there.
But my lip
was split in half.
Misty was my best friend
and she took the blame.
She knew I wasn't ready
to share that secret.
Not like that.
Not on that night.
She told folks she got jealous
and acted out.
And boy, that story caught on.
And after that, the narrative
started to change about Misty.
I went on to become
"The Angel of Country,"
and she was booed off this very stage.
Right then, I should have stopped it.
I'm sorry, Misty.
I was never quite as brave as you.
Why don't you come on out here, huh?
Come join me, please.
Come on. Huh?
You know what?
I'm kinda sick of hearing my own songs.
- How about we do one of yours?
- Mm.
Could we do "Heartland"?
Please, for me?
Security just saw Misty.
I should be married by now
Two kids in a paid-for house
I can hear 'em now
Askin' what I'm doin' now
'Cause I been on the rocks
I been on the road
On the other side
Of every door closed
I've been on a limb
Tryin' to catch a break
Something's gotta give
Sometimes you gotta take
Take it down a fast lane
Right back to your last name
To remind you where you came from
You're still shinin' in the same sun
It don't matter how high
You've been floatin' in your blue sky
Nothin' gets you like a goodbye can
When life is out of your hands, yeah
- You gotta let your heartland
- You gotta let your heartland
You gotta let your heartland
- Oh-oh
- Sometimes you just gotta go
Misty Jones, everybody.
Welcome home, baby.
- You didn't need to do that.
- Sure I did.
He's here.
I can get you at least ten minutes. Go on.
Thank you!
Misty Jones, everybody.
It's good to be home.
I have another surprise guest
here with us this evening.
Put your hands together for Mr. Roy Combs.
Come on. Come on out here, Roy.
Come on, don't be shy. We're live.
Oh, all right.
Mr. Roy Combs. Come on out here, Roy.
Hey!
- Oh, my goodness.
- Was this planned?
- Roy Combs
- Stay on him.
Oh, Roy, thank you so much. You know what?
I bet these good folks right here
would love to know
a little bit more about how we first met.
Oh, I don't know if
if they're that interested in me.
Hmm, you know what? We met ten years ago.
This was at a Texas Playboys
baseball game, all right?
It was all for charity.
I threw the first pitch, of course.
And you
I struck out swinging.
And that's about the end of that story.
Roy, you know what?
If you don't wanna go down memory lane,
how about we see if you got
a version of "Burn for That" in you? Hmm?
I bet you do.
Do y'all want to hear Roy play one?
Yeah, they would. There you hear 'em.
There it is.
Look at that, huh?
I woke up
And smelled the whiskey
When you laid down in bed with me
I said, "Where have you been?"
You lied again
You're gonna burn for that
Boy, you're crazy
For thinking maybe
You could go there and come back
A vow is broken
A bridge is smokin'
You're the one who struck that match
And poured some gas on the love we had
You're gonna burn for that
Roy Combs, everybody.
Give it up one more time.
I found a tracker on my old car.
What if Roy knows I'm still alive?
Get in the house! Hide!
You try me.
Calm down.
You're still alive.
Fuck you.
I might not have been here
the first time to stop you, but
I'm not gonna let you hurt her again.
I know
I know she's still alive.
How underwater do you have to be
to fuck up this badly?
Come on.
How much was Charlie gonna pay out?
I was just trying to get myself straight.
You saw it yourself with your own eyes.
- You saw it with your own eyes.
- Right.
That maniac was trying to kill me.
It's just so boring, Roy.
Out of all the things you could have been.
You're just a garden-variety
man-in-power piece of shit.
You don't deserve country music.
I'm the reason Charlie is
who she is.
I'm the reason all my artists
are where they are.
I didn't ask enough of them.
I'm guessing your laptop
is password-protected?
You didn't kill him, did you?
No.
I left him alive just enough
so he could serve time.
Am I on it?
Along with some others.
Roy's index finger's in that pocket.
You use that to log in.
Old habits die hard.
There's enough evidence to put him away,
but you need to come forward.
I can't.
I can't do that.
Yes, you can.
I can't.
Your father will understand.
He's slow, sure, but
he's steadfast.
All right.
You're leaving?
Yeah, they're gonna find Roy soon enough,
come looking for me, so
Do with that laptop what you will.
You can disappear if you want, but
I sure would hate to see that happen.
Why'd you leave Nashville?
I left because my heart broke.
Hi, Clark.
I knew you'd show up.
This whole mess.
I knew you wouldn't leave town
without banging down my door.
Heard you don't come to town much anymore.
Well, I write pretty well
from the bath, it turns out.
Are you here for an apology,
or did you come for another finger?
The cops are most likely looking for me.
I wanted to see a familiar face.
Well, all right.
We've seen each other.
You don't ever think about me?
Oh.
I think about "Sky's the Limit,"
the song you refused to record
that stayed on the charts
for 23 fucking weeks.
Yeah, but who's counting?
Not my bank.
You were fine without me.
For a while.
Sometimes I think about
what would've happened if we had kept her.
I'd like to think we'd figured it out,
but that doesn't seem to be our style.
We made the best decision for her
at the time.
You did, anyway.
And I live with that.
That feeling,
it's like a punishment every day.
She came out here not too long ago.
Not too long after she saw you.
I was on the defense, of course, but
eventually we settled in.
She wouldn't
She wouldn't let me apologize.
She'd already forgiven me.
Man, but
seeing her
in person?
She might be the best thing we ever made.
Look at her now.
I figure I'm to blame for all this.
No, don't you go there.
No! Hey.
Don't do that. You let it go.
How would I let it go?
We did the best we could, Clark.
That's all we could do.
You seen her?
She's okay.
Good work.
The case of Charlie Heart
has gripped the nation.
Just six weeks ago,
authorities believed she was dead.
Her mother, Misty Jones,
held for the attempted murder
of Roy Combs.
Tonight, that story takes a dramatic turn.
- Charlie Heart is here with us.
- Places.
Very much alive
and ready to share her story
for the first time.
So, Charlie, you've been through so much.
Why don't you take a moment
and just speak directly to your fans?
About six weeks ago,
my life was threatened by Roy Combs.
I first met Roy
when he contacted me over social media
and offered me a career in country music.
Knowing his reputation,
I moved to Nashville on my own
to begin my career.
But once I arrived,
Roy began to demand sexual favors.
I was 16 years old at the time.
It's okay.
So today,
along with seven other artists,
I'm coming forward
to press formal charges against Roy Combs.
Nashville is reeling tonight
after a sweeping controversy
brought down several powerful figures,
including members
of the city's police department.
Most shocking, Nashville star maker
and owner of Live Forever Records,
Roy Combs, has been arrested
on sexual assault and gambling charges
and is facing a lengthy prison sentence.
You have a visitor.
- You'll be out soon, huh?
- A few more months.
Still can't believe
you had to do time at all.
Apparently, the cops don't appreciate
vigilante justice.
But that so-called Detective White
is finished, so it's worth it.
I'm doing a showcase at the Bluebird
for my new album.
I was thinking,
since you'll be out by then,
maybe you'd wanna sing with me?
Oh.
They already heard me sing.
Let 'em hear you.
Kicked up gravel
Dug up every bone
I ran everywhere except for home
I know what I've done
I know what I've said
So I won't lie and say there's no
I've been thinking about how to thank you.
You don't need to.
So instead of thanking you,
maybe there's something different
I need to tell you.
You don't need to
When I came out to your place,
it wasn't 'cause I was mad. I
I understood why you did what you did.
I just wanted to hear it from you.
Mothers should be able
to give up their babies.
After all is said and done
The willow, it may weep
But still the sparrow sings
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh
Hoo-ooh
You walk around in circles
Long enough to find out
Everything comes back round
The sky falls down
And your heart breaks
- God damn it.
- Don't cry.
If anyone should be crying, it's me.
I'm about to self-release a whole album.
You'll do great.
Maybe.
And feel the sun
I'm just happy to be singing lyrics
that actually came from me.
Speaking of, I
I wrote a new song for you.
The willow, it may weep
Don't look at it now, but maybe one day,
when the time is right,
you could come and hear me sing it.
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Hoo-ooh
Kicked up gravel
Dug up every bone
I ran everywhere except for home
Sky falls down
And your heart breaks
You see a storm
Far away
And then you wake
And feel the sun
After all that's said and done
The willow, it may weep
But still the sparrow sings
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh
Hoo-ooh
Another day, another town
Spinning these wheels round and round
This running
Gets me nothing
But a drive-through meal
And cheap hotel
With a broken mirror to ask myself
If the struggle
Is worth the trouble
What a waste to be
Somebody's worker bee
And run these ragged wings
Down to the bone
And never taste that honeycomb
I need a chance, I need a change
Some kerosene and match
To break the pattern
And burn the boss man's ladder
I've heard behind them Sunday doors
I'll fly away get my reward in heaven
Hell, if I even get in
What a waste to be
Somebody's worker bee
And run these ragged wings
Down to the bone
I wanna know how sweet
It is to pick a dream
Off the vine
And take a bite out of my own
And taste that honeycomb
Honeycomb
At my fingertips
Sugar on my lips
If I never do, damn I'll wish I did
And die asking what if
What a waste to be
Somebody's worker bee
And run these ragged wings
Down to the bone
I wanna know how sweet
It is to pick a dream
Off the vine
And take a bite out of my own
And taste that honeycomb
And taste that honeycomb
I should be married by now
Two kids in a paid-for house
I can hear them now
Askin' what I'm doin' now
I should have a little more to show
Than a suitcase smells like smoke
I should have an alibi
On where time goes when it flies
'Cause I've been on the rocks
I've been on the road
On the other side
Of every door closed
I've been on a limb
Tryin' to catch a break
Something's got to give
Sometimes you gotta take
Take it down the fast lane
Right back to your last name
To remind you where you came from
You're still shinin' in the same sun
It don't matter how high
You've been floatin' in your blue sky
Nothin' gets you like a goodbye can
When life is out of your hands
You gotta let your heartland
I can roll the window down
Feel the wind in my hair now
Find a station through the static
The old me while I'm at it
'Cause I've been on the rocks
I've been on the road
Pullin' double shifts
Needle on low
Wakin' up alone
In the bed I made
Now would be a real good time to take
Take it down the fast lane
Right back to your last name
To remind you where you came from
You're still shinin' in the same sun
It don't matter how high
You've been floatin' in the blue sky
Nothin' gets you like a goodbye can
When life is out of your hands
You gotta let your heartland
Gotta let your heartland
You gotta let your heartland, yeah
Heartland
You gotta let your heartland
-You gotta let your heartland
- Heartland
Oh, oh-oh
You go after another one of my dogs,
you so much as step on my property,
I will shoot you in the face,
I swear to God I will.
Your dog was barking all night.
I'd kill it again if I could.
Then bring it on over
Stringing him along any longer, girl
It's just wasting precious time
One more.
Rip it off just like a band-aid
The way you look at me, girl
You can't pretend
I know you ain't in love with him
Break up with him
Misty Jones.
I'll give you a quarter
if you play one of my songs.
Mm-hmm.
Yeah?
Who?
Yeah.
Yeah, all right. I can be there.
Let's go.
I gotta go see my brother.
Mm!
Let's go!
You've gotten all the attention
you're gonna get from me.
Coffee?
Sure.
Oh, wow.
I see Mom's still your decorator.
Please, Misty, let's not go backwards.
No, I won't.
Just glad you got rid
of the Slaughter of the Midianites.
It's in the living room.
That's perfect. Slaughter over the fire.
Ah
I didn't invite you here to bicker.
Charlie hasn't returned our calls
in three days.
I don't know where my little girl is.
Well, she's 22 and famous.
Probably doesn't have any time
to check in with her daddy.
Yeah, but nobody
can get in touch with her.
She didn't turn up to rehearsals.
- Did you talk to her manager?
- Kelly?
She says Charlie's been acting out.
Even before this.
- Why don't you call the police?
- I did call.
They made some phone calls
and went to her house,
but that was the extent of it.
Hi, hon.
- Oh.
- Misty.
Hello.
It's, uh good to see you, Janet.
How you feeling?
Not great.
That's too bad.
- Yeah.
- Sorry about that.
You must still know
some people in Nashville.
Oh no, that was a long time ago.
- Still, you could
- No.
- You could get people to pay attention.
- Don't.
Here's something you should know.
There's this guy in Nashville.
One of these stalkers.
His name is Jared Granger.
He writes these insane letters.
- You show the cops?
- They issued a restraining order.
But a piece of paper
is not gonna stop a creep like this.
You're right,
and that's why you should go to Nashville.
You're her parent, right?
Believe me,
I would go.
But Janet's right in the middle
of this new cancer trial out of Europe.
We can't afford to miss a treatment.
Fuck.
Charlie's management's got her booked out
for nearly three years.
Everything from mall tours
to beauty campaigns.
Last time she came home,
she was as thin as I've ever seen her.
And that boyfriend of hers,
Jace Jacobs.
Well, I trust him
about as far as I can throw him.
Well, she's just kicking up a racket.
Yeah, she'll be home in a few days.
- Can't you kick up a racket in Nashville?
- No. God damn it, no.
Why? I'm not asking you to do anything
you haven't already done.
- Damn it, Misty, you owe me.
- F I don't owe you shit.
You do.
Believe me, I know it'd be hard for you
to go back to Nashville.
I wouldn't ask you
if I thought I had any other choice.
Charlie Heart is disappointing fans again.
The rising pop-country breakout
from the Heart Sisters
was a no-show
at the Moody Center in Austin.
never took the stage
at Stagecoach and left fans waiting
missed appearances
and canceled tour dates
have fans wondering what is going on.
Charlie Heart's career is on fire,
but is she about to burn it all down?
What made you change your mind?
That medicine.
Don't forget those green pills.
Jesus Christ. These dogs are barely alive.
If they're any less alive in two days,
you don't wanna see what'll happen.
Janet saved everything Charlie ever did.
Even her contracts. Most of it
I don't understand, but you might.
Here.
Charlie's a good girl.
You might learn something about her.
There's no such thing as good girls.
You know that.
I moor my boat on the old Stono
That river take you anywhere
That you wanna go
Sail on the Ashley or the Edisto
But don't get caught in the mud
When the tide gets low
There's so much rivers
Where I live down south
The ocean pours out
Of the river's mouth
And the fish don't care
If they're fresh or brine
When they're frying
In that cast iron skillet of mine
I moor my boat in the old Stono
That river take you anywhere
That you wanna go
Sail on the Ashley or the Edisto
But don't get caught in the mud
When the tide gets low
I got a sister on Wadmalaw
She floats all day in the Ledenwah
And now the Dove welcomes to the stage
Nashville's most prolific songwriter,
Clark Allen West,
and his Grammy-winning better half,
Misty Jones.
Swear I was trying
To see anyone there besides you
And I planned on Moving on tonight
Or at least I tried to
Didn't take long to change my mind
On my ride home
Oh--
- Let's focus on you, Clark.
- All right.
Now, it may be too early to announce,
but a little birdie just told me
that you gonna be going on tour
with Winnie Jo Lean herself
and producing her next album.
It's a little too early to announce that.
- Then why'd he announce it?
- Uh-oh, Clark.
Looks like Misty's jealous of her rival.
Oh, come on, honey.
We's just having some fun.
I'm not playing this game.
I'm not here to give you another headline.
Well, you don't need my help with that.
Missed shows, falling off stage,
disappointed fans, flopped records.
You made those headlines all on your own.
Not charging for this shit, are you?
For Misty Jones, this shit is free.
If you want to own a great big mansion
I'll give it my utmost attention
I'll buy you tall, tall, trees
And all the water in the seas
- Hey, can I get a Crown and Coke?
- You got it.
Well, I'm a fool, fool for you
It may take a while
But I'll prove it's true
Well, if it's loving you want
I'll be over there.
If it's money you want
Then I'll get it
I knew this day would come
one way or the other 'cause I just knew
No.
Nashville was gonna suck you back in.
I knew you were going there.
No, I'm not back here to play.
- Oh shit.
- Mm-mm.
Don't tell me you're hitching your wagon
back up with Clark, please.
- Oh, hell no. Come on.
- All right. I'm getting nervous, you know.
No, it's just, uh, I think Charlie
might be in a little bit of trouble.
Charlie? What's going on with Charlie?
Well, Donny asked me
to poke my head around,
see if I could turn up anything.
You don't know someone who can get me
some time with her manager, do you?
Roy could help with that.
- That's Roy Combs?
- Yes, ma'am.
This place here, when he got it,
nothing but a loose tooth
hole in the wall.
But I tell you what,
all he did was go on to discover
every great country singer
to come out of Nashville
in the last ten years, including Charlie.
And, of course,
he started Live Forever Records.
Hey, you gotta meet him. Hey, RC! Roy!
Royalty's in the house tonight, Mr. Combs.
Roy, look who walked in the building.
Now, you remember my good friend,
Misty Jones, don't you?
He came with the key
My God.
Winnie Jo Lean know
you're back in Nashville?
She's liable
She's liable to let bygones be bygones.
I'm here to catch up with my niece,
Charlie Heart.
Apparently, you're the man
who discovered her.
Well, if it wasn't me,
it would have been somebody else.
I mean, ain't no hiding talent like hers.
Have a seat.
Move the fuck over, Bucky.
Can do, little sister.
I hear she's been acting out.
She may have missed a few shows, but
just some good old-fashioned,
diva-like behavior.
That's to be expected
when you're about to be a household name.
Kelly looks after her.
You think there's a chance
you could get Misty face time with Kelly?
They're rehearsing at the Dove tomorrow.
I'll put you on the list.
- I don't think I'm welcome at the Dove.
- You are when you're with me.
Look, you probably knew me
when I was just some skinny little redneck
back in them writers' rooms who thought
he was the next Ronnie Van Zant.
Well, the truth is,
I found my place eventually
by understanding
that there were people in this town
who had a hell of a lot more talent
than I had,
and that talent needs to be serviced.
Drink up.
It's all on me.
See you tomorrow.
Is he for real?
They'd have put me out to pasture
a long time ago if it wasn't for old Roy.
I hate to tell you, but this sure as hell
looks a lot like pasture to me.
Come on now, Miss Misty.
It's not so bad.
Clark come to town much?
No.
And from what I hear, he barely leaves
that little cabin in Chattanooga.
- Any guesses why?
- I don't know shit, Misty.
There's a rumor going around
that he's fighting something.
Some sort of sickness.
I'm not sure what it is. Something
something to do with his heart.
Well,
I'ma tell you.
Be careful, Miss Misty.
Be careful, girl, because
Nashville's changed.
- And you and me?
- Mm?
We ain't famous anymore.
Buck, you were never famous.
Standing next to you, I was sure famous.
I'll be buckin' at the county fair
Amarillo by morning
Amarillo I'll be there
They took my saddle in Houston
Broke my leg in Santa Fe
Asshole.
Somewhere along the way
Move the fuck over!
Jesus Christ.
Last time she came home,
she was as thin as I have ever seen her.
Miss Jones?
Your brother could've filled out a report
over the phone.
Yeah, he sent me in his place. I'm louder.
All right.
I'll let you know what we uncover.
- Is that it?
- Yeah.
No.
I'll tell you the same thing
I told your brother.
Detective White drove by
Charlie's residence
and saw nothing unusual.
Charlie's management said
she's on a writing retreat.
Come back any day now.
Yeah, but don't you think
management might be lying? Hmm?
The way I see it, Kelly's just trying
to keep her PR machine rolling.
- You've been in this business a long time.
- No shit, Detective.
And I know when somebody's gone missing,
the clock starts to tick.
Nobody here's even looking at
their fucking watch.
Misty Jones. Detective White.
Nice to see you. Big fan.
I'm a little starstruck.
The "Queen of Mean."
Ain't that what they used to call you?
No, it was actually the "Cunt of Country."
Oh. Oh no.
Well, you know, you did sucker punch
Winnie Jo Lean in the face.
I wouldn't have called you a name.
I would've arrested you.
Oh yeah? I would have loved
to see you try back then.
Don't remember me, do you?
Uh, I had the pleasure of keeping
your husband's pinky finger on ice
after you sliced it off
for cheating on you.
Ex-husband.
Still, you know, it's not a bad story
for your first week on the job.
I'd like to check out Charlie's house.
My brother said he sent you a key.
Do you know how many times
Charlie's gone missing
this year?
Brother didn't tell you that piece,
did he? Six times.
Each time,
she came back of her own volition.
Each time, we wasted
countless hours of manpower
searching for somebody
who wasn't ever gone.
Now, we're a busy department, Miss Jones.
I got thousands of missing adults.
All of those with concerned families,
just like yours, looking for updates.
Don't think, 'cause you put out
a hit or two back in the day,
you're gonna get special treatment.
- Nine.
- Excuse me?
I put out nine hits.
But who's counting?
Yeah, I don't need a parade, asshole.
I just need you to do your goddamn job.
Get me into my niece's house.
Okay.
Aren't you estranged? You and your niece?
What the fuck
does that have to do with anything?
It doesn't.
I'm just curious.
It's interesting you think you know more
about Charlie's whereabouts
than the people
who are actually taking care of her.
You filled out your report.
That's about all we can do for you.
Good to see you though. Have a good night.
This better be for real.
Open your eyes.
It's right in front of you.
You can see it is. That's enough.
So why me?
Well, I know you're a ratings whore.
You wouldn't think twice
about accepting this opportunity.
- Welcome back to The Roger Lane Show.
- In five, four, three, two
Live from Nashville.
Misty Jones.
So you've been away from Nashville
for how long now?
Twenty years.
So why'd you come back now?
My niece,
Charlie Heart,
has been missing for five days.
Her management and the police,
they seem to wanna keep it a secret.
Well, it's sure funny
you use that word, "secret."
So you said
that Charlie Heart is your niece?
Yes.
Well, I'm holding a birth certificate here
that says you are Charlie's mother.
Are you denying
that Charlie Heart is your daughter?
No.
So let me ask again.
Why have you come back to Nashville now?
I'm looking for Charlie Heart.
She's been missing for five days.
And her management
and the police don't seem to give a shit.
I'm her mother.
And I've come to find her.
- Are you out of your fucking mind?
- You told me to get 'em to listen.
I didn't tell you to tell the world
a 22-year-old secret.
I've got people yelling at me,
asking if my daughter
is really my daughter.
Well, technically, she's not.
launched an investigation
into the disappearance
Nashville PD is looking
for tips. If you have information, call
that Charlie Heart is considered missing.
Charlie Heart's
biological mother is none other
than troubled country legend Misty Jones.
All right, let's take a look
and put this to bed, shall we?
Forty-two.
Don't know what's going on.
Yes, you can.
There are too many people out there.
Look at me.
Smile!
I need some help in here!
- Call it in. Get forensics here.
- Yes, sir.
Misty, listen, I need you
to leave this room right now.
If anything happened to my daughter
it's on you.
What? Did you find something?
Charlie has a Ring camera.
Do you have access?
Sure. But--
Check the footage and call me back.
Hey, wait!
What?
You found something.
Didn't you?
Was it Jace?
That boyfriend of hers, did he hurt her?
Just check the footage,
call me back, Donny.
They're all in there rehearsing.
They know I'm coming?
Probably better they don't.
If you get the chance
Get out while you can
This ain't just a little town
No, it's heartbreak country
Heartbreak coun--
- You, move.
- Sorry about that. Where's Kelly?
Hey, what are you doing?
You said you wanted to talk to Kelly.
Nope.
I said I wanted her to listen.
Hold on. It's okay.
Charlie wrote this song
before she disappeared.
If tomorrow never comes
If I'm out of rising suns
I'd only have one single regret
Close my eyes and I pray
You hear this before they
Bury me in a cherry tree casket
Burn my bones to ashes
Cover me up in daisies
Baby, when I'm weaving
Someone knows what this song's about.
So go on, talk.
Or I'll stand here
till the paint comes off
those goddamn walls.
- Misty, this wasn't the plan.
- I don't have time for a fuckin' plan.
She was on your label.
You didn't know
she was scared for her life? Hmm?
I've got 28 artists on my label.
I regret it now,
but I was not aware enough of Charlie.
Well, somebody was. Was it Jace?
Was she scared of him?
Misty, darling, it's Kelly.
Listen, don't you think
if someone in this room knew something,
we would have gone to the police?
Well, I thought
she was at a writing retreat.
- Isn't that the story you fed the cops?
- No, that's not what I said.
I said half the time,
I don't know where the hell Charlie is.
- Oh, right.
- But listen to me, darling.
- We want her back as much as you do.
- Oh. Yeah, I'm sure you do.
You had her out on the road
298 days last year.
Isn't that right, Ms. Gobble It Up?
Mall tours, beauty campaigns.
Plus there's another ten albums.
I read those contracts.
Goddamn, you really milked that girl,
didn't you?
I gave her exactly what she wanted.
Did you?
I made Charlie into a household name.
Look what that did to her.
Oh, come on now.
Listen, when I met Charlie,
she couldn't even fill out a training bra.
And that girl couldn't harmonize
to save her life.
And you know what I did?
I invested years of my time
developing her.
And then, oh, I I created this band,
and we functioned as her family.
- Not a loyal one.
- They're just talking.
We don't want no trouble, Miss Jones.
This girl was so terrified,
she had her sheets taped to her windows.
But none of you sons of bitches
even checked on her.
Fuck every last one of you.
- Be careful. There's security cameras.
- Hey, I got it.
In case you're thinking about
slashing someone's tires again.
Thank you, Kelly.
- The fuck outta here.
- Misty.
Come here. You okay, baby?
- That was scary.
- I'm fine.
- Let's do it again, y'all.
- I ain't trying to be morbid, but
Might not wanna hear this right now,
but you might wanna talk to somebody.
- Can't be easy being back here.
- I'm fine!
If tomorrow never comes
If I'm out of rising suns
I'd only have one
This town's changed since you left.
If Nashville changed,
Charlie wouldn't be missing.
I close my eyes and I pray
You hear this before
We are live in Nashville tonight,
where authorities are investigating
the disappearance of singer Charlie Heart.
Signs of a struggle
were discovered at her home this morning,
leading investigators
to suspect foul play.
Fans have speculated
about a possible connection
to Jared Granger,
a man who was previously charged
with stalking Ms. Heart.
Officials say attempts to question Granger
have so far been unsuccessful.
Authorities are urging
anyone
die with a secret
I got it. I got the Ring footage.
You did? All right, one sec.
She opens the gate.
Do you think that she'd open the gate
for someone she didn't know?
The cops think it's Granger,
but she would've never buzzed him in.
She was terrified of him.
You sent this to the police?
Yeah, of course I did.
What's happening? Wait.
Shit. What?
Where is it?
I know that truck.
Slammed door on an empty room
Did all I know how to do
But long legs and a short fuse
Just walked out on me
Her hanging on had enough
Left me in a cloud of dust
What it is ain't
What the hell?
Shit!
Yeah, the upside
Of being down and out
Is that there's nothing left
Hey!
The fuck is Walter?
I don't give a rat's ass about what I saw.
You don't know what you saw.
You have no fucking clue what it was.
Oh, I know a blow job
when I seen one, son.
Down on my luck
Can't get back up
You say a fucking word about this
you'll be missing right alongside her.
Your heart spells it out
Hey.
How y'all doing?
Thanks so much for coming.
All right.
Do you inspire all of Charlie's songs?
'Cause I heard "Die With A Secret,"
and that sure shit ain't about love.
Just tell her to come back.
Shit isn't funny anymore.
I had my choice of those Sisters.
I knew I picked wrong.
She's not on vacation, you asshole.
Did you see the goddamn news? Hmm?
Oh, don't fucking laugh.
- Wow.
- The floor's covered in her blood.
It doesn't mean it's her.
She does this shit all the time.
- Not according to her dad or the police.
- The police already questioned me.
You tell 'em
you broke into my house last night
and you went chasing after Charlie
when she tried to leave you?
What the hell are you talking about?
You got a Ford 250.
That truck pulled into her driveway
the night Charlie disappeared.
You really don't know much, do you?
My manager drives that piece of shit.
I wouldn't be caught dead in it.
Well, that's convenient.
You wanna know the truth?
Charlie and I had a contract.
You know, piece of paper, words on it.
We sing, we smile,
and we post.
Two years.
Then we go our separate ways.
Hell, we could barely
get through a meal together.
And why is that?
She was fucking miserable.
How we doing, Nashville?
Tell 'em who we're here to see.
Jace! Jace! Jace! Jace! Jace!
You playing a game with me?
We're all playing games.
- Let's warm up that stage.
- Aren't you playing one right now?
No.
Worried mama
with those big crocodile tears.
What are you really here for, huh?
I just want Charlie back.
Bullshit.
If you gave a shit about her,
you would've reached out years ago.
I might not be the best boyfriend, but
at least I'm not her blood.
Ladies and gentlemen,
let's make some noise
for a different kind of cowboy,
Jace Jacobs!
Hold on a minute, hold on.
Thank y'all for being here tonight.
As most of you know, um,
I'm surviving my own personal nightmare.
My girl, Charlie, is missing.
And I'm only on this stage
to keep me from crying,
if I'm being honest.
Aw.
Y'all are my strength.
I have someone else here
who needs your help tonight.
Let's welcome her out on stage.
Come on out, Misty.
You want to hear Misty Jones sing?
I guess she's feeling shy.
It'd be an honor to sing you
one of your songs tonight, Misty.
This one's for Charlie.
Tied down with a full heart
In my wild days from an early start
Fell hard at twenty-two
Landed softly right by you
I gasp for breath in the mountain air
Drove across the plains with no cares
Chasin' dreams like wildfire
In my kids' eyes I see that desire
They're pullin' me from way back when
Tied to the old ways of all my kin
Preachin' the word
Down in the main lines
Out in the hayfields
Beneath the Abilene skies
Strike me down
If I cut
Family ties
Born to a world that's all been found
Proud of these songs that I sing now
First comes first not me or you
Under God it's those baby blues
Gone away from time to time
But that don't mean I don't tie a line
Pull me back if I fall through
Damn silver
Damn gold too
They're pulling me from way back when
Hey.
I need a microphone.
Hurry!
Tied to the old ways of all my kin
Come on!
Preachin' the word
Down in the main lines
Out in the hayfields
Beneath the Abilene skies
Strike me down
If I cut
Family ties
Those family ties
Those family ties
Misty! Misty! Misty!
Misty! Misty! Misty! Misty!
It's her, right?
Hey, that's Misty Jones.
It's Misty Jones!
Oh my God!
Nice show, Misty.
Glad you could fit in some gigs
while looking for your missing daughter.
You just can't help but put yourself
back in the spotlight, huh?
It's not what I was doing.
Course not. You've been trying
to play amateur detective.
Got a call from Kelly.
She said you've been playing detective
over there too.
Even managed to get yourself
kicked out of the Dove.
For the second time, no less.
- Did you find Jared Granger yet?
- I thought we were looking for Jace.
- No.
- Isn't that who you questioned?
Yeah, that boy's too soft to hurt anybody.
When was the last time
you talked to Charlie?
Well, we don't talk.
I already told you that.
- She didn't call before she went missing?
- No.
No.
Well, what about a visit?
- She pay you a visit?
- No.
You sure about that?
I live on a pecan farm in Vienna, Georgia.
The whole point is
that no one fucking sees me ever.
Uh, Charlie called
that number right there
about a month before she disappeared.
- Do you recognize that number?
- No.
You wanna answer that again?
Charlie came and visited you?
- What the hell?
- She did.
- I just explained it all to the cops.
- Yeah, now you're gonna explain it to me.
I know you're in Nashville
having the time of your life on stage,
lying to me, lying to the cops.
Charlie came to me for answers,
I gave 'em to her.
I don't think she liked 'em.
It didn't amount to anything.
Yeah, what if she was coming to you
for help?
- What if you could have stopped this shit?
- I didn't raise her!
If she was gonna come to anybody,
it should've been you.
You promised me.
You promised me you'd raise her right.
Instead, you sent her to the lions,
you stupid son of a bitch.
What the hell did you think
was gonna happen?
- Back up. Hey! Back off!
- Get off me!
Back the hell off!
Hey, Roy!
Roy, is Charlie gonna be dead?
I don't know how to live
But I'm learning how to die
I should've never come back
to this shithole town.
You're a disruptor.
That's what you do.
"Heartland" got me through
some rough years.
Don't think I ever got a chance
to tell you that.
Didn't always have my shit together.
Come on.
I've lived messy. That ain't you.
Oh, well, shit,
you talked to me at 3:00 a.m.
back from a Steelers game
down nearly two million.
Addictions are a bitch.
Your music centered me.
Trying to find a highway
It was like listening to an old friend.
Those lyrics.
You're not alone in this, Misty.
I promise you.
I sat down in a country church
The sermon made me cry
She visited me last month.
Charlie?
She claimed she'd just found out
I was her biological mom, but
No, it was more than that.
She was in trouble.
What kind of trouble?
I didn't even ask.
I didn't wanna get involved.
I buried Charlie so deep,
she had no meaning.
And I surrounded myself with nothing
for 20 years.
Nothing to look at, nothing to do.
Nothing to see,
nothing to remind me of her.
What about Clark?
Where is he in all this?
Clark was no more ready for her
than I was.
He only wanted more records on the wall.
I was too drunk,
too in love, to even know the difference.
And I knew my brother could take
better care of her than I could.
I knew it.
They were trying to have a baby for years.
Did you ever try
try to get her back?
I know where my strengths lie.
My next album tanked.
And all those people
who loved me one month,
they wouldn't return my call the next.
I was "crazy," I was "unstable."
So yeah, I buried Nashville.
I buried it right alongside Charlie,
right alongside all that other
shit.
If she needed your help,
she would've asked you.
Maybe.
But maybe that's just
what we tell ourselves
so we can sleep better at night.
What the hell?
I'ma go get my gun.
Hey, buddy. Hey.
Hey!
Did he shoot you?
No, I got his gun.
He took off.
You hurt?
I'm just banged up, is all.
All right. Did you get a good look at him?
I think it was that stalker.
It was Jared.
I understand, sir.
We have an APB out on him
with units outside his apartment,
but no one's seen him in weeks.
All right.
Tell Detective White I'll be there soon.
You need to go to the hospital.
I'll be okay.
They want me to head down to the station.
They'll bring Jared in soon,
then we'll finally get some answers.
It just don't make any sense
why he'd come after me.
I just don't think
he was in his right mind.
You want me to come back after
after I talk to White?
I don't think you should be alone tonight.
You don't need to do that.
What if I want to?
Why don't you go get yourself checked out?
We'll talk tomorrow.
What the fuck?
Fuck it.
Yeah?
Donny, I think I found Jared.
I'm sending you the location.
No, Misty, don't don't confront him.
Call the cops.
You gotta call the fucking cops.
- I gotta go in.
- No!
Shit.
You're sweet.
Oh. Can I help you?
Sorry, ma'am.
Does Jared live here?
Are you a friend of his?
I am, yeah.
- I sure am.
- Ah. Ah!
Well, I don't I don't get to meet
very many of Jared's friends.
Uh, come in, please.
Oh, um
Uh
Jared has been staying with me all week.
You just missed him.
Dog looks
hungry. Did he have his breakfast yet?
That's that's Jared's dog.
I'm afraid to go near him,
if I'm being honest.
What time do you think Jared will be back?
- You're not in a hurry, are you?
- No, no.
Oh, good.
Well, sit down, please.
I could I could use the company.
I I barely get two words
out of Jared anymore.
Oh. Why is that?
Well, I've raised Jared
after his mother died.
Did he tell you that? Yeah.
Mm-mm.
He he slept in bed with me
all through high school,
and and I said,
"Jared, people will talk."
He, he, he, he struggled.
He needed the the extra attention,
and, and I was only too glad
to, to give it to him.
- His girlfriend is as cold as ice.
- He's got a girlfriend?
Oh, she's a singer. A country singer.
Jared was supposed to bring her home
for Easter, but she never showed.
She thought she was too good for us,
I guess.
That's too bad.
No, not really. She looked like a sinner.
And Jared does not need
any bad influences.
What's in the shed?
That's Jared's private place.
I never go in there.
No, that, that's his private property.
Oh, he wouldn't want you
looking around in there.
That's his private property.
No!
He doesn't like you snooping around.
Don't you dare open that shed!
I told her not to go in there.
Don't touch her!
- No!
- Stop moving!
- No!
- Hey, stop
Stop it!
I didn't do it.
I don't know what would've happened
if Donny hadn't called you.
He was terrified.
He really was.
Roy, Misty, how are you holding up?
Uh
Did you get Jared to talk?
He's in critical condition.
His grandmother hired a lawyer.
What about the dog?
The dog?
What are you gonna do with his dog?
- Made sure it got to a local shelter.
- Damn it!
No one's gonna adopt a pit bull.
Misty, listen to me.
I know you've been through it,
but I don't think you understand
the gravity of the situation.
The blood that was found on those sweats
is a match for the sample
that we found in Charlie's house.
Jace confirmed those were the sweats
she was wearing the last time he saw her.
Charlie could've had more than one pair.
You think of that?
Maybe Jared,
uh, got those clothes ages ago,
and it was old blood.
It was fresh blood.
And it was Charlie's.
Furthermore, the holes in the sweatshirt
are consistent with that of a knife blade.
I'm sorry to tell you that,
moving forward,
we're treating Charlie's case
as a possible murder investigation.
But you don't even have her body.
You haven't found a damn thing yet.
Jared's property is
over 50 acres. We're searching.
This doesn't make sense.
Why'd Jared want her dead?
Why kill her? He was obsessed.
He didn't want her dead.
We finally have new evidence, Misty.
What about his truck? He didn't have
hunting lights on it. That's evidence!
- Could've removed them.
- She wouldn't have opened the gate.
- Maybe didn't know it was him.
- Damn.
He could've found her late Friday night.
We don't know what happened once she left.
That's right, you don't know. You don't.
Someone sure made it easy
for you not to think.
Doesn't it all feel a little
too damn convenient for you, detectives?
Jared hides her body
but makes a show of her bloody clothes.
- Go ahead. Act like you solved it.
- Sorry for your loss.
- Good work.
- Go home and be with your brother.
You want me to go home? Why don't you go
choke on your badge? Fuck off.
You don't believe this bullshit?
I know this is tough to hear,
and I'm I'm sorry, Misty.
I'm sorry.
Back off!
Hey, enough!
Is there water in that tub,
or is it mostly vodka?
We did the right thing, didn't we, Clark?
I believe so.
In the twilight glow I see
Blue eyes crying
In the rain
In the twilight glow I see
Blue eyes crying
In the rain
When we kissed goodbye and parted
I knew we'd never meet again
The Nashville Police Department
has asked you here
to give you an update
on the Charlie Heart case.
This department has been working
day and night
to bring Charlie home to her family.
Having said that,
we have announced that this case
will now be
an active murder investigation.
A man accused of stalking
country star Charlie Heart for years
was arrested today for her murder.
Nashville PD says
they've arrested Jared Granger
multiple times
on stalking-related complaints
but never believed he would turn violent.
hold the safety
and then get back outside
- Crown and Coke.
- It's on the house.
Seventh play of this drive
started 56 yards ago.
What are those numbers?
These. What is that?
Over and under on the game.
he's gonna lose yardage.
It's a football bet?
- What's it to you?
- Let me see 'em.
It's a great play
You talked to me at 3:00 a.m.
back from a Steelers game
down nearly two million dollars.
Addictions are a bitch.
Oh
Roy Combs live here?
Yes, but Roy's at work.
Huh. Damn.
I'm sure you saw me in all the news.
He told me to come here
to get away from all that press.
Roy told you to come here?
He did.
I think I'll just wait inside for him.
Sure.
You can wait in the den.
Fuck!
You think that she'd open the gate
for someone she didn't know?
Did she tell you anything?
It was fucking Jared.
It's Roy. Roy fucking Combs.
He's got a 250
with ripped-off hunting lights
in his garage.
- What?
- Oh, Jesus Christ.
I bet he's the one
who left that scrap of paper at Charlie's.
He's a gambler.
His house is being foreclosed as we speak.
You get a warrant,
you see what kind of water he's under.
Misty, we have a suspect in custody.
We have a hefty amount of DNA evidence.
That suspect's name
is Jared Granger.
Come on, you know that's bullshit.
I don't even think
Jared's the one who attacked us.
It was probably some asshole
Roy owed money to.
Making up stories
is not gonna bring your daughter back.
It's time to let this go.
I am sorry f Misty?
Mist
What the hell's going on here?
I didn't know where to go.
I've been sleeping
at campgrounds all week.
Where to go?
The rest of the goddamn world
thinks you're dead.
I know. That's what I wanted.
You did that?
Wait.
You planted bloody clothes
and left a note for the cops to find?
That was you?
I I just wanted everyone
to stop looking for me.
Well, they fucking stopped!
They have Jared in custody.
The police think he killed you.
I don't mind. He made life hell for years.
Jesus Christ.
Charlie.
For nearly a week,
I thought you might be dead.
You ever think about your parents?
Huh?
People crying in the news cameras,
leaving flowers.
I'm sorry.
No, that's not fucking good enough!
I didn't know what else to do.
Roy tried to kill me.
Why the hell would Roy want you dead?
No.
If I'm gonna help you, girl,
you need to be honest with me.
Roy has pictures.
Some videos too.
From when I was just starting out.
He hides them on his laptop at his office.
Jesus.
You think I don't regret it,
don't wish I could take it back?
No, I know you do. I didn't mean that.
If my parents ever saw those pictures,
I'd kill myself. I--
Don't say that.
Come on. You don't need to do that shit.
You have talent.
Talent has nothing to do with it.
Working with Roy
changed everything for me.
He gave me the Saturday night top slot
at his club, made me a Heart Sister.
We were selling out stadiums.
Everyone knew who I was.
But I couldn't say no.
To anything.
- If those pictures ever came out
- You were a kid.
It doesn't matter. It does not matter.
My dad would never look at me
the same way again.
- And I tried to go to the police.
- You went to the police?
That's what started this.
I tried to get a restraining order.
Detective White talked me out of it.
- Said I'd have to go to court, testify.
- Of course. Son of a bitch.
And they said it would be
Roy's word against mine.
He was never gonna help me.
Roy's done way too much for him.
Roy tried to have you killed
to keep you quiet.
You didn't read all my contracts, did you?
I'm worth way more to Roy dead than alive.
You let him take
an insurance policy on you.
He said he did it with all his artists.
It wouldn't have mattered.
I would have signed anything, honestly.
He's gonna collect that money.
If he finds out I'm still alive,
he's gonna kill me.
And Jared already took the blame for it,
so he'll get away with it.
Is that why you came to my house?
'Cause you needed help?
No.
I just wanted to meet you.
We could leave.
I could lay down in your truck.
- Put blankets over me.
- Charlie
I bought the land next to you.
Roy will never find me.
No. No no fucking way.
You made a life outside Nashville,
why can't I?
Because you don't want my life.
Hell, I don't even want my life.
The only thing I can take credit for
is what you do up on that stage.
That's where you belong.
Not on some pecan farm.
I found a tracker on my old car.
What if Roy knows I'm alive?
- He's here. He's
- No, it's all right.
Come on. You just hide. Right here.
You be quiet.
It's all right.
Helena said you stopped by.
You were gone before I got home.
Yeah. You know,
I thought I could wait, but
I just got to get
the hell out of Nashville.
That's what I was worried about.
I was just loading my truck.
Yeah. I'm about to get on the road.
I talked to Detective White.
Jared started talking.
Gave a full confession
from his hospital bed.
He did?
I know I didn't want this outcome
any more than you did.
But at least we got some answers.
When things have settled down,
I hope you'll reach out.
Yeah, I've never been good
at goodbyes, Roy.
Probably better that way.
Oh.
That old car out there behind that tree.
You don't got company, do you?
Probably the gardener's.
He knows, doesn't he?
I'm not gonna give him a chance
to figure it out.
I'm gonna take you someplace safe.
- No. I wanna go back with you.
- No fucking way.
You're not giving up your life
over some scumbag like Roy Combs.
You hear me?
Come on. Trust me. Can you do that?
Hello?
I need to talk to Winnie. It's Misty.
Misty, you need to leave
or we will call the cops.
You okay?
No.
- Not really.
- I can't believe it.
- Roy fucking Combs.
- I nearly shot him myself.
And Charlie just showed up
at your door without being seen.
Poor thing's scared half to death.
Roy found out she went to the cops.
He nearly killed her.
She's been hiding out ever since.
Well, nobody will find her out here.
There's only one road in and one road out.
Thank you.
- Sure you don't wanna go to the police?
- Oh no. Just be her word against his.
And considering
she just lied to the entire world,
I'm assuming they'll believe his.
As long as I can keep her here,
I'm working on something.
You know I think about you every day?
I hope you know that.
If I'd had the balls
I shoulda had back then,
maybe you wouldn't be
where you are right now.
Well
I would've found another way
to get run out of Nashville.
That's probably true.
You had an eye for trouble.
But there is one thing.
Anything.
Get me invited back to the Dove,
and we'll get Roy up on that stage.
I moor my boat in the old Stono
That river take you anywhere
That you wanna go
Sail on the Ashley or the Edisto
But don't get caught in the mud
When the tide gets low
There's so much rivers
Where I live down south
The ocean pours out
Of the river's mouth
And the fish don't care
If they're fresh or brine
When they're frying
In that cast iron skillet of mine
Thanks for coming, Buck.
I'm not gonna let you go down there
all by your lonesome.
You need a buddy by your side.
I got a sister on Wadmalaw
She floats all day in the Ledenwah
I'm awful curious about the situation
with you and Winnie Jo.
That grudge thawed out?
Yeah. With Winnie's help.
I actually need your help, Buck.
I have some information on someone
that I don't much care for.
Okay. Who are we talking about?
Roy.
- Roy Combs?
- Mm.
You know what? I wouldn't go there.
I would not go there.
I'm not sure if you noticed,
but Roy got a lot of sway in this town.
Might be better for you
to mind your own business.
I'd like to do that, Buck,
but he has a laptop in his possession
with some images that he shouldn't have.
A laptop?
Goodness gracious, Misty.
This isn't Hollywood.
Now, look, I've known Roy
the better part of 20 years.
About as long as I've known you.
He's a good man, Misty. He really is.
Well, why didn't you tell me
about his gambling problem?
Did you know about that?
You know, I'm I'm just trying
to figure out what it is to you,
and when did you become
so prim and fuckin' proper?
Never mind.
Now, listen, Misty.
I'm sorry for what happened to Charlie.
I am. We all are. It's awful.
But the truth is,
you don't know
the whole story, Misty. Charlie
Charlie's no fucking angel.
Is that right?
Yeah, that's right.
Roy gave her her start.
Hell, he gave her a head start.
She jumped in line in front of a hundred
great singer-songwriters in town, and
she could have acted with some grace,
with some loyalty.
Yeah, she's downright disrespectful.
I thought you didn't even know Charlie.
That's what you said.
I didn't. I
Misty, I know enough about the situation.
That's not the first thing
I wanted to tell you
after not seeing you a quarter century.
It's not what I wanted to bring up.
But I tell you what,
you ask anybody in that organization.
Anybody. Charlie's been
a fucking spoiled brat to the end.
So Roy kept her in her place.
Why in the world
didn't you fucking just go home, Misty?
Goddamn it, all this shit!
It could've been avoided.
I fucking warned you. I fucking
Pull this car over.
You know I can't do that.
Roy Roy won't let me do that.
Bucky, I've known you.
- I've known you for 30 years.
- Misty, you got it wrong about Roy.
Let me out of this fucking car, Bucky!
Misty, calm down. Jesus fucking Christ,
you gonna pull a gun on me?
Pull over.
Misty!
Oh fuck.
Come on. Come on, Misty. Don't shoot.
Were you really gonna kill me
for that asshole?
We were friends.
Jenny found two pink lines In his console
And it wasn't hers
Scared she won't find another lover
So she's gonna make it work
Maybe it's something in the water
Something in the wind
Blowing through the pines
Is Roy here yet?
Haven't seen him.
on the population sign
This is heartbreak country
Where love's as tough as the winters
Just a bunch of sinners
Falling in and out
I learned the hard way, trust me
If you get the chance
Get out while you can
It's best not to stick around
No, it's heartbreak country
Heartbreak country
Heartbreak country
Winnie?
- He's not here.
- Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm fine. Roy's not here.
- He's not here, he didn't
- Okay. Okay.
Okay, you know what, I'll stall.
I can stall.
- All right.
- It is my tribute, after all.
Y'all take care of her.
Well, thank y'all so much.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank y'all.
And thank you to all my friends
who have made this night so special.
Now, I wasn't planning on doing this.
But life just walked in
and gave me the courage.
I should have shared this a long time ago.
But I was too afraid
of what people might think.
See, my first husband and I,
we had a pretty big secret.
Our marriage might've looked perfect
on the outside,
but on the night
I was set to debut on this very stage
he hit me.
It was to be expected.
He'd always get particularly mad
on nights meant to celebrate me.
I tried my best to cover it up.
Some of y'all might remember this.
Some of y'all were there.
But my lip
was split in half.
Misty was my best friend
and she took the blame.
She knew I wasn't ready
to share that secret.
Not like that.
Not on that night.
She told folks she got jealous
and acted out.
And boy, that story caught on.
And after that, the narrative
started to change about Misty.
I went on to become
"The Angel of Country,"
and she was booed off this very stage.
Right then, I should have stopped it.
I'm sorry, Misty.
I was never quite as brave as you.
Why don't you come on out here, huh?
Come join me, please.
Come on. Huh?
You know what?
I'm kinda sick of hearing my own songs.
- How about we do one of yours?
- Mm.
Could we do "Heartland"?
Please, for me?
Security just saw Misty.
I should be married by now
Two kids in a paid-for house
I can hear 'em now
Askin' what I'm doin' now
'Cause I been on the rocks
I been on the road
On the other side
Of every door closed
I've been on a limb
Tryin' to catch a break
Something's gotta give
Sometimes you gotta take
Take it down a fast lane
Right back to your last name
To remind you where you came from
You're still shinin' in the same sun
It don't matter how high
You've been floatin' in your blue sky
Nothin' gets you like a goodbye can
When life is out of your hands, yeah
- You gotta let your heartland
- You gotta let your heartland
You gotta let your heartland
- Oh-oh
- Sometimes you just gotta go
Misty Jones, everybody.
Welcome home, baby.
- You didn't need to do that.
- Sure I did.
He's here.
I can get you at least ten minutes. Go on.
Thank you!
Misty Jones, everybody.
It's good to be home.
I have another surprise guest
here with us this evening.
Put your hands together for Mr. Roy Combs.
Come on. Come on out here, Roy.
Come on, don't be shy. We're live.
Oh, all right.
Mr. Roy Combs. Come on out here, Roy.
Hey!
- Oh, my goodness.
- Was this planned?
- Roy Combs
- Stay on him.
Oh, Roy, thank you so much. You know what?
I bet these good folks right here
would love to know
a little bit more about how we first met.
Oh, I don't know if
if they're that interested in me.
Hmm, you know what? We met ten years ago.
This was at a Texas Playboys
baseball game, all right?
It was all for charity.
I threw the first pitch, of course.
And you
I struck out swinging.
And that's about the end of that story.
Roy, you know what?
If you don't wanna go down memory lane,
how about we see if you got
a version of "Burn for That" in you? Hmm?
I bet you do.
Do y'all want to hear Roy play one?
Yeah, they would. There you hear 'em.
There it is.
Look at that, huh?
I woke up
And smelled the whiskey
When you laid down in bed with me
I said, "Where have you been?"
You lied again
You're gonna burn for that
Boy, you're crazy
For thinking maybe
You could go there and come back
A vow is broken
A bridge is smokin'
You're the one who struck that match
And poured some gas on the love we had
You're gonna burn for that
Roy Combs, everybody.
Give it up one more time.
I found a tracker on my old car.
What if Roy knows I'm still alive?
Get in the house! Hide!
You try me.
Calm down.
You're still alive.
Fuck you.
I might not have been here
the first time to stop you, but
I'm not gonna let you hurt her again.
I know
I know she's still alive.
How underwater do you have to be
to fuck up this badly?
Come on.
How much was Charlie gonna pay out?
I was just trying to get myself straight.
You saw it yourself with your own eyes.
- You saw it with your own eyes.
- Right.
That maniac was trying to kill me.
It's just so boring, Roy.
Out of all the things you could have been.
You're just a garden-variety
man-in-power piece of shit.
You don't deserve country music.
I'm the reason Charlie is
who she is.
I'm the reason all my artists
are where they are.
I didn't ask enough of them.
I'm guessing your laptop
is password-protected?
You didn't kill him, did you?
No.
I left him alive just enough
so he could serve time.
Am I on it?
Along with some others.
Roy's index finger's in that pocket.
You use that to log in.
Old habits die hard.
There's enough evidence to put him away,
but you need to come forward.
I can't.
I can't do that.
Yes, you can.
I can't.
Your father will understand.
He's slow, sure, but
he's steadfast.
All right.
You're leaving?
Yeah, they're gonna find Roy soon enough,
come looking for me, so
Do with that laptop what you will.
You can disappear if you want, but
I sure would hate to see that happen.
Why'd you leave Nashville?
I left because my heart broke.
Hi, Clark.
I knew you'd show up.
This whole mess.
I knew you wouldn't leave town
without banging down my door.
Heard you don't come to town much anymore.
Well, I write pretty well
from the bath, it turns out.
Are you here for an apology,
or did you come for another finger?
The cops are most likely looking for me.
I wanted to see a familiar face.
Well, all right.
We've seen each other.
You don't ever think about me?
Oh.
I think about "Sky's the Limit,"
the song you refused to record
that stayed on the charts
for 23 fucking weeks.
Yeah, but who's counting?
Not my bank.
You were fine without me.
For a while.
Sometimes I think about
what would've happened if we had kept her.
I'd like to think we'd figured it out,
but that doesn't seem to be our style.
We made the best decision for her
at the time.
You did, anyway.
And I live with that.
That feeling,
it's like a punishment every day.
She came out here not too long ago.
Not too long after she saw you.
I was on the defense, of course, but
eventually we settled in.
She wouldn't
She wouldn't let me apologize.
She'd already forgiven me.
Man, but
seeing her
in person?
She might be the best thing we ever made.
Look at her now.
I figure I'm to blame for all this.
No, don't you go there.
No! Hey.
Don't do that. You let it go.
How would I let it go?
We did the best we could, Clark.
That's all we could do.
You seen her?
She's okay.
Good work.
The case of Charlie Heart
has gripped the nation.
Just six weeks ago,
authorities believed she was dead.
Her mother, Misty Jones,
held for the attempted murder
of Roy Combs.
Tonight, that story takes a dramatic turn.
- Charlie Heart is here with us.
- Places.
Very much alive
and ready to share her story
for the first time.
So, Charlie, you've been through so much.
Why don't you take a moment
and just speak directly to your fans?
About six weeks ago,
my life was threatened by Roy Combs.
I first met Roy
when he contacted me over social media
and offered me a career in country music.
Knowing his reputation,
I moved to Nashville on my own
to begin my career.
But once I arrived,
Roy began to demand sexual favors.
I was 16 years old at the time.
It's okay.
So today,
along with seven other artists,
I'm coming forward
to press formal charges against Roy Combs.
Nashville is reeling tonight
after a sweeping controversy
brought down several powerful figures,
including members
of the city's police department.
Most shocking, Nashville star maker
and owner of Live Forever Records,
Roy Combs, has been arrested
on sexual assault and gambling charges
and is facing a lengthy prison sentence.
You have a visitor.
- You'll be out soon, huh?
- A few more months.
Still can't believe
you had to do time at all.
Apparently, the cops don't appreciate
vigilante justice.
But that so-called Detective White
is finished, so it's worth it.
I'm doing a showcase at the Bluebird
for my new album.
I was thinking,
since you'll be out by then,
maybe you'd wanna sing with me?
Oh.
They already heard me sing.
Let 'em hear you.
Kicked up gravel
Dug up every bone
I ran everywhere except for home
I know what I've done
I know what I've said
So I won't lie and say there's no
I've been thinking about how to thank you.
You don't need to.
So instead of thanking you,
maybe there's something different
I need to tell you.
You don't need to
When I came out to your place,
it wasn't 'cause I was mad. I
I understood why you did what you did.
I just wanted to hear it from you.
Mothers should be able
to give up their babies.
After all is said and done
The willow, it may weep
But still the sparrow sings
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh
Hoo-ooh
You walk around in circles
Long enough to find out
Everything comes back round
The sky falls down
And your heart breaks
- God damn it.
- Don't cry.
If anyone should be crying, it's me.
I'm about to self-release a whole album.
You'll do great.
Maybe.
And feel the sun
I'm just happy to be singing lyrics
that actually came from me.
Speaking of, I
I wrote a new song for you.
The willow, it may weep
Don't look at it now, but maybe one day,
when the time is right,
you could come and hear me sing it.
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Hoo-ooh
Kicked up gravel
Dug up every bone
I ran everywhere except for home
Sky falls down
And your heart breaks
You see a storm
Far away
And then you wake
And feel the sun
After all that's said and done
The willow, it may weep
But still the sparrow sings
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh
Hoo-ooh
Another day, another town
Spinning these wheels round and round
This running
Gets me nothing
But a drive-through meal
And cheap hotel
With a broken mirror to ask myself
If the struggle
Is worth the trouble
What a waste to be
Somebody's worker bee
And run these ragged wings
Down to the bone
And never taste that honeycomb
I need a chance, I need a change
Some kerosene and match
To break the pattern
And burn the boss man's ladder
I've heard behind them Sunday doors
I'll fly away get my reward in heaven
Hell, if I even get in
What a waste to be
Somebody's worker bee
And run these ragged wings
Down to the bone
I wanna know how sweet
It is to pick a dream
Off the vine
And take a bite out of my own
And taste that honeycomb
Honeycomb
At my fingertips
Sugar on my lips
If I never do, damn I'll wish I did
And die asking what if
What a waste to be
Somebody's worker bee
And run these ragged wings
Down to the bone
I wanna know how sweet
It is to pick a dream
Off the vine
And take a bite out of my own
And taste that honeycomb
And taste that honeycomb
I should be married by now
Two kids in a paid-for house
I can hear them now
Askin' what I'm doin' now
I should have a little more to show
Than a suitcase smells like smoke
I should have an alibi
On where time goes when it flies
'Cause I've been on the rocks
I've been on the road
On the other side
Of every door closed
I've been on a limb
Tryin' to catch a break
Something's got to give
Sometimes you gotta take
Take it down the fast lane
Right back to your last name
To remind you where you came from
You're still shinin' in the same sun
It don't matter how high
You've been floatin' in your blue sky
Nothin' gets you like a goodbye can
When life is out of your hands
You gotta let your heartland
I can roll the window down
Feel the wind in my hair now
Find a station through the static
The old me while I'm at it
'Cause I've been on the rocks
I've been on the road
Pullin' double shifts
Needle on low
Wakin' up alone
In the bed I made
Now would be a real good time to take
Take it down the fast lane
Right back to your last name
To remind you where you came from
You're still shinin' in the same sun
It don't matter how high
You've been floatin' in the blue sky
Nothin' gets you like a goodbye can
When life is out of your hands
You gotta let your heartland
Gotta let your heartland
You gotta let your heartland, yeah
Heartland
You gotta let your heartland
-You gotta let your heartland
- Heartland
Oh, oh-oh