Holiday in Your Heart
1997 (TV)
LeAnn Rimes: Then I started seeing headlines, "Singer - kidnapped by maniacs."
Carl: Didn't you used to be Faith Shawn? Faith Shawn: No, I wasn't! Didn't you used to be sober?
Faith Shawn: Now, where was I? LeAnn Rimes: Are you testing me?
Avery: It's the medicine. She doesn't know what she's saying. Grandma Teeden: I do too, Avery.
Audrey: She's 16! Avery: I know the numbers.
Faith Shawn: Reba does it and she can walk into any Walmart in the nation. LeAnn Rimes: You think? Faith Shawn: I know.
Stage Manager: No more changes, I don't even care if the president calls. LeAnn Rimes: I do!
LeAnn Rimes: She sat in the same seat, rain or shine.
LeAnn Rimes: Why do people always show you things that hurt you?
Burly Man: Do you all know what the temperature is here? Faith Shawn: Cold.
Female Passenger: You mean we're stuck here? Male Passenger #1: Looks that way, ma'am.
LeAnn Rimes: Well, Of course she was there when I was born. I wasn't there when she was. Faith Shawn: That's a point.
Faith Shawn: Back when I left home, nice girls didn't go into show business. Least not where I come from.
Faith Shawn: Don't you know this cross has scared a few people half to death when it come on way out here? LeAnn Rimes: Why did you do it? Faith Shawn: Memory.
Faith Shawn: Get in. Get in. I was afraid you wouldn't recognize me. LeAnn Rimes: Are you kidding? Faith Shawn: Get in. My lord child. You are slow. We got a lot of ground to cover.
LeAnn Rimes: Oh, nothing. Just things on my mind. Faith Shawn: Well, better than nothing there.
LeAnn Rimes: Ok, I think you're in. Faith Shawn: Got such itty-bitty things on wheels nowadays. Ain't no space for a real car.
Young LeAnn Rimes: How did Grandpa Luther get that cotton on his cheeks?
LeAnn Rimes: Are you crazy? I'm not going in here. Axe murderers hang out in places like this. Faith Shawn: I have Axe-murderer spray in my purse.
LeAnn Rimes: You really don't have to lay an egg to know it's rotten.
Faith Shawn: At least we're safe in here. When we don't get to where we're supposed to be, they'll send people for us. Burly Man: Well. Well, now... Miss Singin' Star, what makes you think so? Huh? You heard any cars pass by out there in the last, what? Six hours?
Faith Shawn: I wish we had a radio. Jason: I'll give you the news. Tennessee's under ten feet of snow. Faith Shawn: I mean for music.