Post Malone – I Had Some Help

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Night. A glass payphone booth outside a roadside bar. The marquee above reads KARAOKE NIGHT and HAPPY HOUR MENU MON – FRI 3-6 PM. Post Malone stands inside with the receiver to his ear.

A woman on the phone says, “Am I drunk? No, I think you’re drunk.”

Outside the glass, a woman in a yellow dress and a cowboy hat knocks and waves. “Hey! Are you coming in?”

He glances back at her, then turns into the receiver. “No, that’s a… that’s a coworker.”

The call gets short. He says it’s fine — “It’s fucking fine. No, it’s fine, it’s fine. I’m fucking done.” He slams the handset down, pushes out of the booth, and walks toward the bar door with the kind of sigh that ends an argument.

Inside, a bearded bouncer in a black STAFF shirt stands with arms crossed. Post cuts through the crowd with a pint and takes a long drink. Only then does the song start cutting through the room — “You got a lot of nerve, don’t you, baby?”

He steps into clear profile beside the booth. Full dark beard. Face tattoos. Dark green baseball cap. Dark work jacket over a light collared shirt. Head tipped up. White smoke rises from his mouth and nose. Inside the booth, the handset and coiled cord show through lit glass. The sticker wall stays behind him. The opener lands here — “You got a lotta nerve, don’t you, baby?”

Inside the bar now. Soft focus. Left, a man with dark hair pulled back and a thick black beard stands in a black tee, arms crossed, eyes to the right. A bald man waits behind him, looking the same way. Right, the bearded man in the green cap and brown jacket over a light shirt stares forward. Large silver gauges sit in his ears. On the wall, a white circular neon ring sits over red FAT TIRE lettering. A small framed picture hangs under it. Dark wood paneling. A blurred head cuts the far left foreground.

The room packs tighter. Warm haze. Left foreground, the same bearded man in a dark cap leans in profile; white embroidery on the crown is only partly clear. Center, a woman with long wavy blonde hair stands back to camera in a light sleeveless top. Soft cowboy hats drift in the right background. Warm lights smear into circles.

At the polished wood bar, he looks down at a glass of light drink. Dark cap with white text. Brown jacket. Piercings catch the light. Green padded rail runs the counter edge. Right foreground, a woman with long dark hair wears a tan cowboy hat and a dark sleeveless top. She holds a small red lollipop near her face. Crowd haze fills the depth. Cowboy hats everywhere. String lights. A neon beer-mug sign upper right. A disco ball hangs center ceiling.

He turns toward camera with a large clear pint of amber beer and foam. Dark green cap spells DALLAS in white arched letters. Face tattoos sit on the cheek and near the eye. Dark nail polish shows chipped. Heavy dark jacket. Liquor shelves blur behind. A cowboy-hat profile clips the far left.

Hold on him facing forward. Dark work jacket over a light button-down. Cap embroidery softens under the brim. He holds the pint with a white straw. Tattooed hand. Left soft focus: the woman in the brown cowboy hat mid-laugh, cigarette near her face, gold ring visible. Bottles and racks stack behind the bar. Warm amber light. The chorus claim cuts through — “I had some help”

Motion takes the floor. A woman with long dark hair in thin braids sways, head tilted down, one arm raised. Soft white and red neon circles hang behind her. A hand holds a clear amber drink lower left. Dark wood. Orange warmth.

Performance corner. He holds a vintage silver microphone close to his mouth. Dark brown jacket over a light shirt. Dark trousers. Dark cap with white lettering. Thick haze. A hard warm flare blows out the right side. Green and white circular lights sit on the ceiling. Left, a cream-shade table lamp burns beside a black amp. A small disco ball hangs center. A dark raised arm fills the left foreground.

Closer still. Both hands on the classic silver mic. Right index finger points forward and up. Cap reads DALLAS clear. Brown work jacket. Face and hand tattoos. Teal light rims the hat and face from the left. Soft circles glow upper right. Speaker edge left. Dark gear clutter behind.

Low close on the singing. Eyes closed. Mic with a teal foam windscreen. DALLAS on the cap. Warm string-light bokeh upper right. Red, blue, and white neon soft left. Soft crowd shapes fill the rear. The mess line fits the heat — “It ain’t like I can make this kinda mess all by myself”

The room tips into a scuffle. He leans left in the olive-brown canvas jacket and dark cap. A large bearded man in a black shirt has hands on him. Right, a bald tattooed man in a white ribbed tank holds palms out. Wooden beams. Ceiling fans. Warm string lights mix with cool teal neon from the left. Crowd soft behind. A woman in a pink top shows mid-frame. A flag fragment with a circular star motif hangs left. A yellow-green poster blurs on the right wall.

Night outdoors. Almost black. Lower right, a man looks down in a dark trucker hat with a light front patch and a tan-and-dark plaid flannel. Mustache. Low light and grain. The bottle line rides the cut — “Don’t act like you ain’t help me pull that bottle off the shelf”

Wide on the bar exterior again. He stands center under the same marquee — KARAOKE NIGHT beside HAPPY HOUR MENU, MON through FRI, three to six. Dark green trucker hat with a light patch. Tan-and-black check flannel over a dark undershirt. Slight smile. Both hands up near head height, index fingers pointing up. Lit phone booth far left. Warm string lights under the eaves. Weathered dark wood or metal on the building. Motorcycles parked right. A person in a dark jacket sits near them.

White older pickup in a black void. He stands in the bed center: plaid sleeves rolled, dark jeans, black forward cap, mouth open mid-line. The other man sits on the lowered tailgate right in a dark jacket over a lighter shirt, dark pants, dark cap, looking up and away. Red left taillight lit. Worn metal bed. Dirt and sand under the tires. Hard front light.

Medium on the flannel singer near the venue. Dark trucker cap with mesh back. Hands gesture toward the lens — a point and a thumb. Soft marquee glow upper center, text blurred. Warm string lights. Phone booth glow left. Soft patio figures behind. Motion on the subject.

Light vintage pickup cab. Passenger window: woman with long wavy brown hair in a white cowboy hat with decorative cutouts, wide smile looking off-frame. Through the windshield, a blonde woman in the driver seat looks toward the passenger side with a slight smile. Warm yellow light on the truck. Black night beyond. Chrome side mirror.

Low front quarter on a lifted classic pickup. Circular headlights blast white-blue with heavy flare. Five amber clearance lights run the cab roof. Dusty ground lit in front. Faint red light far right. Small green circular flare lower right. Everything else black.

From inside the bed looking toward the cab. A large American flag flies lit against the black sky. Left on the cab edge: brown jacket, lighter shirt, blue jeans, dark cap, beard, eyes to camera. Right on the side rail: black-and-white plaid, dark pants, forward black cap, looking across. Bed walls frame the shot. Thin dark poles sit behind the flag. The teamwork proverb hits — “Teamwork makes the dream work”

Low wider in the bed. Foreground, the plaid singer crouches and lunges, right arm raised, looking up-left with mouth open. Sleeves rolled. Dark cap. Mustache. Back right, the other man stands looking up in the brown jacket, light shirt, blue jeans, dark cap. Flag hangs above with stars and stripes lit. Red taillight glow lower left. Cab rear window behind. Black sky.

Black. Full black. No shape holds.

Low rear three-quarter on the white lifted truck. Big knobby tires. Red-orange taillight lit on the passenger side. Orange marker on the rear fender. Tailgate down. Bright orange cargo strap hangs from the bed. Yellow vertical pipe rises behind the cab beside a darker slanted pipe. Small white decal on the rear glass stays unreadable. Flat dark ground. Side light rakes the body. Something soft and dark sits lower left, unclear.

Wide again. Both men stand in the light gray bed with the tailgate down, leaning forward into the performance. Left: black-and-white plaid, dark trousers, dark cap. Right: brown jacket over white shirt, blue jeans, dark cap. Tall off-road tires. Pale sand underfoot. Dark scrub and small trees silhouette left. Pitch black beyond. Hard light from front-left.

Medium close on the bearded singer. Mouth open. Dense beard. Face tattoos. Dark green cap with white lettering only partly readable. Tan canvas jacket over a light collar. Right hand near the chin, motion soft. Flag waves behind him. Starburst backlight right of the head. Faint green flare left. Black night. The shared-blame bridge lands — “It takes two to break a heart in two, ooh”

Tight on the flag alone. Fabric billows. Stars on the blue canton upper left. Red and white stripes fill lower and right. Light from the side and below cuts the folds against black sky.

Medium close on the pair outdoors. Left, the bearded singer in a dark trucker hat and dark jacket has an arm around the other man’s shoulders, laughing with eyes partly shut. Right, green-and-black plaid open at the collar, dark cap, mouth wide mid-laugh or mid-line, looking ahead. Warm orange-red glow behind the right shoulder. Distant amber lights soft left. Metal rail or vehicle edge lower left. Energy in the motion.

Low angle. Extreme foreground, the bearded singer leans into the lens laughing hard. Silver grillz show. Dark green cap. Earth-tone jacket. Behind him, the other man looks up with mouth open, black cap turned backward, dark jacket. Flag drapes diagonally behind them. Harsh bright flare upper right. Grain on the night. The title claim returns hard — “Hell, I had some help”

Angled on a CRT screen. Teal-blue field with scan lines. Yellow-gold serif text: Hell I had some… Large white outline HELP! tilts up on the right. A small white flag-on-a-pole graphic sits above that word. Beige bezel soft on the right edge. Slight tilt on the camera.

Back inside the bar. He looks over his right shoulder straight into camera, serious. Dark work jacket. Black DALLAS cap in white arched letters. Full beard. Face tattoos. Right hand grips a dark vertical pole. Warm amber overhead mixes with cool teal from the left. Soft patrons fill the depth. A blurred woman’s head and shoulder sit left foreground.

Stage corner again. He looks back over the shoulder smiling mid-move. DALLAS cap. Brown jacket. Blue jeans. Right arm swings a bright yellow cloth in a blur. Left hand near a mic or cable. Black guitar amp lower left with a lit cream table lamp on top. Deer skull with antlers mounted on the wall. Small disco ball on the ceiling. Warm orange flare right. Cool spots above. Wooden slats and dark curtain behind. Haze in the air.

Black end card. Distressed tan block letters: I HAD SOME HELP. White script underneath: Post Malone Ft. Morgan Wallen. Smaller white credit block lists Directed by Chris Villa, A film by Mercury Records, Creative Directors Chris Villa and Justin Clough, Executive Producer Harrison Corwin, DP John Matysiak, Producer Dylan Underhill, Line Producer Louis Moreschi, Production Company Shotclock LLC. Footer shows 00:03:20, the title line, and ©2024 MERCURY RECORDS/REPUBLIC RECORDS. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. A faint teal flare sits upper right.

The last frame goes near black. Two soft lights remain: a small elongated bluish-white blur lower left, a larger teal circle upper right. No figures. No objects. Grain only. The night closes on that empty field.

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