O Brother Where Art Thou Ill Only Be 84

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Pomade Vendor: I can go the part from Bristol. It'll take ii weeks, hither's your pomade.

Ulysses Everett McGill: Two weeks? That don't do me no good.

Pomade Vendor: Nearest Ford auto man'south Bristol.

Ulysses Everett McGill: Concord on, I don't want this pomade. I want Dapper Dan.

Pomade Vendor: I don't carry Dapper Dan, I carry Fop.

Ulysses Everett McGill: Well, I don't want Fop, goddamn it! I'k a Dapper Dan homo!

Pomade Vendor: Watch your language, young feller, this is a public market place. Now if you want Dapper Dan, I tin order it for you, have it in a couple of weeks.

Ulysses Everett McGill: Well, ain't this identify a geographical oddity. Two weeks from everywhere!

Pete: Look a minute. Who elected you leader of this outfit?

Ulysses Everett McGill: Well Pete, I figured it should be the one with the capacity for abstract thought. But if that ain't the consensus view, then hell, let's put information technology to a vote.

Pete: Suits me. I'yard voting for yours truly.

Ulysses Everett McGill: Well I'one thousand voting for yours truly besides.

[Everett and Pete await at Delmar for the deciding vote]

Delmar O'Donnell: Okay... I'm with you lot fellas.

Tommy Johnson: I had to be up at that at that place crossroads terminal midnight, to sell my soul to the devil.

Ulysses Everett McGill: Well, ain't it a small-scale world, spiritually speaking. Pete and Delmar just been baptized and saved. I guess I'thou the simply i that remains unaffiliated.

[after the *FOUR* soggy lesser boys finish recording "I Am a Man of Constant Sorrow"]

Ulysses Everett McGill: Woo! Hot Damn, son I believe you did sell your soul to the devil.

Lund: Woooooooo-wee. Male child, that was a miiiighty fine a-pickin' and a-singin'. I'll tell you what, you come on in hither and sign these papers here and I'm a gonna you ten dollars a piece.

Ulysses Everett McGill: Uh, okay sir. Only Murt and Aloysius will have to sign Xes as only four of us tin write.

[start lines]

Ulysses Everett McGill: Say, any of y'all boys smithies? Or, if not smithies per se, were you otherwise trained in the metallurgic arts before straitened circumstances forced you lot into a life of aimless wanderin'?

Blind Seer: You seek a great fortune, y'all three who are at present in chains. Yous volition discover a fortune, though it will not be the ane you seek. But start... first you must travel a long and difficult route, a road fraught with peril. Mm-hmm. You shall see thangs, wonderful to tell. You shall come across a... a cow... on the roof of a cotton fiber house, ha. And, oh, so many startlements. I cannot tell yous how long this route shall exist, but fear not the obstacles in your path, for fate has vouchsafed your reward. Though the road may air current, yea, your hearts grow weary, still shall ye follow them, fifty-fifty unto your salvation.

Pappy O'Daniel: And furthermore, past way of endorsing my candidacy, the Soggy Lesser Boys are gonna pb united states all in a rousing chorus of "You Are My Sunshine."

[Applause. Pappy turns away from the mike, towards Everett]

Pappy O'Daniel: [no-nonsense] Ain't you, boys?

Ulysses Everett McGill: Governor, it's ane of our favorites.

Pappy O'Daniel: Son... y'all're gonna go far.

Pete: Well I'll exist a sonofabitch. Delmar's been saved.

Delmar O'Donnell: Well that's it, boys. I've been redeemed. The preacher'south washed warshed abroad all my sins and transgressions. It's the straight and narrow from here on out, and heaven everlasting'due south my reward.

Ulysses Everett McGill: Delmar, what are you lot talking well-nigh? We've got bigger fish to fry.

Delmar O'Donnell: The preacher says all my sins is warshed away, including that Piggly Wiggly I knocked over in Yazoo.

Ulysses Everett McGill: I thought y'all said you was innocent of those charges?

Delmar O'Donnell: Well I was lyin'. And the preacher says that that sin's been warshed abroad too. Neither God nor human being's got nothin' on me now. C'mon in boys, the water is fine.

Delmar O'Donnell: Care for some gopher?

Ulysses Everett McGill: No give thanks you, Delmar. A third of a gopher would only agitate my appetite without beddin' 'er back down.

Delmar O'Donnell: Oh, you can accept the whole thing. Me and Pete already had 1 apiece. We ran across a whole... gopher village.

Pete: I've always wondered, what's the devil await like?

Ulysses Everett McGill: Well, there are all manner of lesser imps and demons, Pete, simply the swell Satan hisself is red and scaly with a bifurcated tail, and he carries a hay fork.

Tommy Johnson: Oh, no. No, sir. He'southward white, as white as yous folks, with empty eyes and a big hollow voice. He likes to travel around with a mean old hound. That's correct.

Pete: The Preacher said information technology absolved us.

Ulysses Everett McGill: For him, non for the law. I'm surprised at yous, Pete, I gave y'all credit for more brains than Delmar.

Delmar O'Donnell: But they was witnesses that seen us redeemed.

Ulysses Everett McGill: That's non the issue Delmar. Even if that did put you square with the Lord, the State of Mississippi'south a little more hard-nosed.

[laughs]

Ulysses Everett McGill: Baptism! You lot 2 are just dumber than a pocketbook of hammers!

Ulysses Everett McGill: You can't display a toad in a fine restaurant like this! Why, the skilful folks here would go right off the feed!

Delmar O'Donnell: I only don't think it'southward right keeping him nether wraps similar we's ashamed of him.

Ulysses Everett McGill: Well, if it is Pete, I am ashamed of him! Mode I run across information technology, he got what he deserved, fornicating with some whore of Babylon. These things don't happen for no reason, Delmar. It'southward obviously some kinda judgment on his character.

Delmar O'Donnell: Well, the two of us was fixin' to fornicate!

Pappy O'Daniel: Sounded to me like he was harboring a hateful grudge against the Soggy Bottom Boys on account of their rough and rowdy by. Looks similar Homer Stokes is the kind of fellow who wants to cast the first stone.

[boos]

Pappy O'Daniel: Well, I'chiliad with yous folks. I'one thousand a forgive-and-forgettin' Christian, and I say, if their rambunctiousness, and misdemeanoring, is behind them...

[turns away from the mike, towards Everett]

Pappy O'Daniel: [no-nonsense] It is, ain't it, boys?

Ulysses Everett McGill: Uh, yeah sir, it is.

Ulysses Everett McGill: The treasure is still there boys, believe me.

Delmar O'Donnell: But how'd he know about the treasure?

Ulysses Everett McGill: I don't know Delmar. The blind are reputed to possess sensitivities compensating for their lack of sight, even to the point of developing paranormal psychic powers. Now, clearly seeing into the futurity would fall into neatly into that category; its not and so surprising then that an organism deprived of its earthly vision...

Pete: He said we wouldn't get get it. He said we wouldn't go the treasure we seek on account of our ob-stac-les.

Ulysses Everett McGill: Well what the hell does he know, he's but an ignorant old homo?

Lund: Now, what tin I do you for Mr. French?

French: How tin I lay a hold of them Soggy Bottom Boys?

Lund: Soggy Bottom? I don't precisely think them.

French: They cutting a record in hither a few days ago, was an old-timey harmony matter with a guitar accom... accomp...

Lund: Oh here, hither, hither, I remember them! They was colored fellas, I believe.

French: Uh huh.

Lund: Yessuh, they're a fine bunch a boys. They sang in the yonder can and skeedadled.

French: Well that record is goin' through the goddamned roof. They playin' it as far away every bit Mobile.

Lund: Naw?

French: Whole damn land's goin' apey.

Lund: Well it was a powerful air.

French: Hot damn, we gotta discover them boys and sign 'em to a big fat contract. Hells Bells, Mr. Lund, if we don't the goddamned competition will.

Lund: Ohhhh mercy! Yes we got to vanquish that contest.

George Nelson: [after Nelson has robbed the depository financial institution] Thank y'all folks! And think, Jesus saves, merely George Nelson withdraws!

[laughs]

George Nelson: Go fetch the auto voiture, Pete.

Adult female In Depository financial institution: [whispering] Is that "Babyface" Nelson?

George Nelson: Who said that?

[pause]

George Nelson: What ignorant, low down, slanderizin, son of a bowwow said that?

[goes upwardly to woman]

George Nelson: My name is George Nelson, get me?

Delmar O'Donnell: She didn't hateful nothin by it, George.

George Nelson: [noticeably upset] George Nelson! Non "Babyface"! Y'all remember, and you tell your friends! I'one thousand George Nelson! Built-in to raise hell!

[Nelson points his Tommy Gun towards the ceiling and fires it, and the banking company patrons jump]

[singing]

Ulysses Everett McGill: I am a man of constant sorrow, I've seen trouble all my days. I bid farewell to old Kentucky, the place where I was born and raised.

Delmar O'Donnell,Pete: The place where he was born and raised.

Ulysses Everett McGill: For six long years I've been in trouble, no pleasance hither on Earth I've establish. For in this globe I'grand bound to ramble, I have no friends to help me out.

Delmar O'Donnell,Pete: He has no friends to aid him out.

Ulysses Everett McGill: Possibly your friends think I'm just a stranger, my face you never will see no more than. But at that place is one promise that is given, I'll meet y'all on God's golden shore.

Delmar O'Donnell,Pete: He'll meet you on God's golden shore.

Ulysses Everett McGill: Me an' the sometime lady are gonna pick up the pieces and retie the knot, mixaphorically speaking.

Delmar O'Donnell: I'm gonna visit those foreclosing son-of-a-guns at the Indianola Savings & Loan, slap that coin on the barrelhead and purchase dorsum the family farm. You ain't no kind of man if you ain't got country.

Ulysses Everett McGill: Pete'due south cousin turned us in for the bounty.

Pete: The hell y'all say! Wash is kin!

Washington Hogwallop: Sorry, Pete, I know nosotros're kin, but they got this depression on. I got to do for me and mine.

Pete: I'one thousand gonna kill you, Judas Iscariot Hogwallop!

Pete: Well hell, it own't square 1! Ain't nobody gonna pick upward iii filthy, unshaved hitch-hikers, and one of them a know-information technology-all that tin't proceed his trap shut.

Ulysses Everett McGill: Pete, the personal rancor reflected in that remark I don't intend to dignify with comment. But I would similar to accost your general attitude of hopeless negativism. Consider the lilies of the goddamn field or... hell! Take at look at Delmar here as your image of hope.

Delmar O'Donnell: Yeah, look at me.

[Discussing how to counter Homer Stokes' campaign for governor]

Junior O'Daniel: We could rent our own midget, fifty-fifty shorter than his.

Pappy O'Daniel: Wouldn't we look like a agglomeration of Johnny-come-latelies, bragging on our own midget, doesn't affair how stumpy.

Pappy O'Daniel: Milk shake a leg Inferior! Thank God your mammy died givin' nascency. If she'd accept seen you, she'd have died o' shame.

Homer Stokes: [every bit Grand Kleagle at a KKK rally] Brothers! Oh, brothers! We have all gathered here, to preserve our hallowed culture and heritage! We aim to pull evil up past the root, before information technology chokes out the flower of our culture and heritage! And our women, let'southward not forget those ladies, y'all. Looking to us for protection! From darkies, from Jews, from papists, and from all those smart-ass folks say we come descended from monkeys!

Ulysses Everett McGill: Deceitful, two-faced she-woman. Never trust a female person Delmar, remember that one simple axiom and your time with me will not take been ill spent.

Delmar O'Donnell: Ok, Everett.

Ulysses Everett McGill: Hit past a railroad train! Truth means nothing to a adult female, Delmar. Triumph of the subjective. You lot always been with a woman?

Delmar O'Donnell: Well, I... I... I gotta get the family subcontract dorsum earlier I tin can kickoff thinking about that.

Ulysses Everett McGill: That's correct, if and so. Believe me Delmar, woman is the nearly fiendish instrument of torture always devised to bedevil the days of homo.

Penny Wharvey McGill: Vernon hither's got a job. Vernon'southward got prospects. He's bona fide. What are you?

Pete: Do not seek the treasure!

Large Dan Teague: You don't say much my friend, but when you lot practise it'south to the point, and I salute you for it.

Pappy O'Daniel: I'll press your flesh, you dimwitted sumbitch! You don't tell your pappy how to court the electorate. We own't one-at-a-timin' here. Nosotros're MASS communicating!

Ulysses Everett McGill: Well, as soon as nosotros become ourselves cleaned upward and we get a trivial smellum in our hair, why, we're gonna experience 100% better nigh ourselves and most life in full general.

Pete: Crazy! No one's always gonna believe we're a real ring.

Ulysses Everett McGill: No, it'south gonna piece of work. I just gotta become close enough to talk to her. Takin' off with us has got more future than marryin' a guy named Waldrip. I'm Goddamned bona fide!

Delmar O'Donnell: Everett, my bristles itches.

Ulysses Everett McGill: Why are y'all telling our gals that I was hit by a train?

Penny Wharvey McGill: Lots of respectable people take been hit by trains. Estimate Hobbie over in Cookville was hit by a train. What was I gonna tell them, that yous got sent to the penal subcontract and I divorced you lot from shame?

Ulysses Everett McGill: Uh, I take your point. Just it does put me in a damn awkward position, vis-a-vis my progeny.

Siren,Siren,Siren: [singing] Go to sleep you little baby / Get to sleep you fiddling baby / Y'all and me and the devil makes iii / Don't demand no other lovin' infant // Get to sleep you fiddling babe / Get to sleep you little baby / Come and lay your bones on the alabaster stones / And be my ever lovin' infant // Get to sleep you lot niggling baby / Become to sleep y'all piffling babe / Your momma'due south gone away and your daddy's gone to stay / Didn't get out nobody only the infant // Go to sleep you lot little baby / Get to sleep you fiddling baby / Everybody's gone in the cotton and the corn / Didn't leave nobody but the baby // You're a sugariness little babe / You're a sweet footling baby / Honey in the rock and the sugar don't stop / Gonna bring a bottle to the babe // Don't you lot cry pretty baby / Don't you weep pretty baby / She's long gone with the red shoes on / Gonna meet another lovin' baby // Get to sleep you lot piddling infant / Go to slumber you little baby / You and me and the devil makes three / Don't demand no other lovin' babe // Go to sleep yous petty baby / Go to sleep you little baby / You and me and the devil makes three / Don't need no other lovin' baby // Go to sleep you little baby / Become to slumber you little baby / Your momma'southward gone away and your daddy's gone to stay / Didn't leave nobody but the baby // Go to slumber you little baby / Go to sleep you little baby / Come and lay your bones on the alabaster stones / And be my ever lovin' baby

Delmar O'Donnell: Them syreens did this to Pete. They loved him upwardly and turned him into a horny toad.

Homer Stokes: These boys is not white! These boys is non white! Hell, they ain't even old timey!

Ulysses Everett McGill: Well, I guess difficult times flush the chump. Everybody's lookin' for answers... Where the hell's he goin'?

[as Delmar runs out to exist baptized]

Pete: Well, I'll exist a son of a bowwow. Delmar'south been saved!

Man with Bullhorn: All right, boys! Information technology's the regime! We got you surrounded! But come on out and grabbin' air! And don't try nothing fancy! Your sityeachin is purty nigh hopeless!

[equally a noose is flung over Pete]

Sheriff Cooley: Stairway to sky. We shall all run across by and by.

Ulysses Everett McGill: So you're against me now too? Is that how it is boys? The whole world, God almighty, and now yous.

Delmar O'Donnell: Jacking upwardly banks. I tin can run into how a fella'd derive a whole lot of pleasance and satisfaction out of it.

Big Dan Teague: Thank you for the conversational hiatus. I generally refrain from spoken communication durin' gustation. I find it course and vulgar. Where were we?

Delmar O'Donnell: Makin' coin in the service of the Lord.

Big Dan Teague: Heh, you don't say much, friend, only when you do, it's to the indicate and I salute you for information technology!

Ulysses Everett McGill: I am the only daddy you got! I'k the damn paterfamilias!

Wharvey Gal: But you own't bona fide!

Big Dan Teague: Thank you boys for throwin' in that fricassee. I'm a man of large appetite, and even with luncheon under my belt, I was feelin' a mite peckish.

Ulysses Everett McGill: It'south our pleasure, Big Dan.

Pappy O'Daniel: Moral fibre? I invented moral fibre! Pappy O'Daniel was displaying rectitude and high-mindedness when that egghead you work for was however messing his drawers!

Pappy O'Daniel: Furthermore, in the second Pappy O'Daniel assistants, these boys is gonna be my *encephalon* trust.

Delmar O'Donnell: What's that mean, Everett?

Homer Stokes: And I say to you that the keen state a Mississippi cannot afford four more than years a Pappy O'Daniel - four more years a cronyism, nepotism, racialism and service to the Innarests! The choice, she'southward a clear 'un: Pappy O'Daniel, slave a the Innarests; Homer Stokes, servant a the little homo! Own't that right, fiddling fella?

The Piddling Man: He ain't lyin'!

Ulysses Everett McGill: Yessir, the Southward is gonna change. Everything'southward gonna be put on electricity and run on a paying basis. Out with old spiritual mumbo-colossal, the superstition and the backward means. We're gonna see a brave new world where they run everyone a wire and claw us all up to the grid. Yessir, a veritable age of reason - like they had in France. And not a moment too soon...

Soggy Lesser Client: Exercise y'all accept the Soggy Bottom Boys performing "Human being of Constant Sorrow"?

Record Store Clerk: No ma'am. Nosotros got a new shipment in yesterday. Distressing, but we only can't keep 'em on our shelves.

Pete: Since nosotros been followin' your lead, we ain't got cipher but trouble.

Pete: My pa e'er said "Never trust a Hogwallop!"

Ulysses Everett McGill: The old tactician has got a programme. For the transportation that is, I don't know how I'm gonna go along my crew in order.

Pete: How'south this a plan? How we gonna get a car?

Ulysses Everett McGill: Sell that. I figure it tin just accept painful association for Wash.

Pete: [reading] "To Washington Bartholomew Hogwallop, from his loving Cora. Amor Fidel... is."

Ulysses Everett McGill: Information technology was in his bureau. I figure it'll fetch u.s. enough cash for a skilful used auto-voiture, and a piddling left over also.

Delmar O'Donnell: Hey mister! I don't mean to be tellin' tales out of school, but at that place'due south a feller in in that location that'll pay you ten dollars if you lot sing into his can.

Big Dan Teague: Bible sales. Now the trade is not a complicated 1. In that location are but two things to learn. One bein' where to discover a wholesaler - the Word of God in bulk equally it were. Ii, how to recognize your customer. Who are yous dealin' with? It's an exercise in psychology, and so to speak.

Homer Stokes: This band of miscreants, this very evening, interfered with a lynch mob in the performance of its duty.

[Final Lines]

Blind Seer: [sings] Oh, bear me away on your snow white wings to my celestial home

Woolworths Customer: Who is that human?

Penny Wharvey McGill: He's non my husband... Merely a drifter, I guess... But some no-account out-of-stater.

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