[Pounding]
[Men Shouting]
Man: @Po Lazarus @
Man:@Po Lazarus @
Men:Huhh!
Men: @ Well, the high sheriff @
@He told the deputy @
@ Won't you go out and bring me Lazarus? @
Huhh!
@ Well, the high sheriff @
@He told the deputy @
@ Won't you go out and bring me Lazarus? @
Get a break, boss?
No break--
@ Oh, bring him dead or alive @
@ O Lord @
@ Bring him dead or alive @
Huhh!
@ Well, the deputy @
@ He told the high sheriff @
@ Well, I ain't gonna mess @
@ With Lazarus @
Huhh!
@ Well, the deputy @
@ He told the high sheriff @
@ Said, I ain't gonna mess @
@ With Lazarus @
Guard:Pick up that hammer there, boy:
Prisoner: Yes, sir, boss:
@ He's a dangerous man @
@ O Lord @
@ He's a dangerous man @
Huhh!
Guard: Come on, get it! Go!
Huhh!
[Man Vocalizing]
Huhh!
Man:@ One evening as the sun went down @
@And the jungle fire was burning @
@Down the track came a hobo hikin'@
@And he said, Boys, I'm not turning @
@I'm headed for a land that's far away @
@Beside the crystal fountains @
@So come with me, we'll go and see @
@ The Big Rock Candy Mountains @
@In the Big Rock Candy Mountains @
@ There's a land that's fair and bright @
@ Where the handouts grow on bushes @
@And you sleep out every night @
@ Where the boxcars all are empty @
@And the sun shines every day @
@ On the birds and the bees and the cigarette trees @
@ The lemonade springs where the bluebird sings @
@In the Big Rock Candy Mountains @
@All the cops have wooden legs @
@And the bulldogs all have rubber teeth @
@And the hens lay soft-boiled eggs @
@ The farmers'trees are full of fruit @
@And the barns are full of hay @
@ Oh, I'm bound to go where there ain't no snow @
@ Where the rain don't fall, the wind don't blow @
@In the Big Rock Candy Mountains @
@ You never change your socks @
@And the little streams of alcohol @
@ Come a-trickling down the rocks @
@And the brakemen have to tip their hats @
@And the railroad bulls are blind @
@ There's a lake of stew and of whiskey too @
@ You can paddle all around 'em in a big canoe @
@In the Big Rock Candy Mountains @
[Dogs Barking]
@ The jails are made of tin @
@And you can walk right out again @
@As soon as you are in @
@ There ain't no short-handle shovels @
@No axes, saws, or picks @
@I'm a-goin'to stay where you sleep all day @
@ Where they hung the jerk that invented work @
@In the Big Rock Candy Mountains @
[Whistling]
@I'll see you all this comin'fall @
@In the Big Rock Candy Mountains @
[Train Running]
Everett: Say:::
any of you boys smithies?
Or if not smithies per se,
were you otherwise trained in the metallurgic arts
- Aah! - before straitened circumstances
forced you into a life of aimless wanderin'?
[Train Horn Blows]
Jesus! Can't I count on you people?
Sorry, Everett:
Well, all right:
If we take off through that bayou--
Pete: Wait a minute:
Who elected you leader of this outfit?
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 it to a vote:
Suits me!
I'm votin' for yours truly:
Well, I'm votin' for yours truly, too:
Okay: I'm with you fellas:
[Dogs Barking In Distance]
[Squeaking]
[Squeaking Continues]
Mind if we join you, old-timer?
@Join me, m' son @
@Join me @
Delmar: You work for the railroad, grandpa?
I work for no man:
Got a name, do you?
I have no name:
Well, that right there may be the reason
you've had difficulty finding gainful employment:
You see, in the mart of competitive commerce--
You seek a great fortune,
you three who are now in chains:
You will find a fortune,
though it will not be the fortune you seek:
But first--
Old Man: First you must travel,
a long and difficult road,
a road fraught with peril: Mm-hmm:
You shall see thangs:::
wonderful to tell:
You shall see a::: a cow:::
on the roof of a cotton house: Ha:
Old Man:And, oh, so many startlements:
I cannot tell you how long this road shall be,
but fear not the obstacles in your path,
for fate has:::
vouchsafed your reward:
Though the road may wind,
yea, your hearts grow weary,
still shall ye follow them,
even unto your salvation:
Everett:No, the treasure's still there, boys, believe me:
Delmar: But how'd he know about the treasure?
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 in the future,
would fall neatly into that category:
It's not so surprising, then,
that an organism deprived of its earthly vision--
He said we wouldn't get it:
He said we wouldn't get the treasure we seek:::
on account of our obstacles:
What the hell does he know?
He's an ignorant old man:
Jesus, Pete: I told you I buried it myself:
If your cousin still has this here horse farm
and a forge and some shoein' impedimenta
to restore liberty of movement--
[Gunshot]
[Gasps]
You men from the bank?
Pete: You Wash's boy?
Yes, sir: Daddy told me
I'm to shoot who's ever from the bank:
Delmar: Well, we ain't from the bank, young feller:
Yes, sir: I'm also supposed
to shoot folks servin' papers:
We ain't got no papers, neither:
I nicked the census man:
Delmar:Now, there's a good boy:
Is-Is your daddy about?
[Chains Rattling]
Hello, Pete:
Who are your friends?
Pleased to make your acquaintance,
Mr: Hogwallop:
My name's Ulysses Everett McGill and--
And I'm Delmar O'Donnel:
How you been, Wash?
Been what, 1 2, 1 3 years?
[Sighs]
Yeah: [Sniffs]
I expect you want them chains knocked off:
Wash: They foreclosed on Cousin Bishop:
He hanged hisself a year come May:
Pete: And Uncle Radcliffe?
Wash: The anthrax took most of his cows:
The rest don't milk:
He lost a boy to mumps:
Where's Cora, Cousin Wash?
Couldn't say: [Sniffs]
[Wind Whistling]
Mrs: Hogwallop up and R-U-N-N-O-F-T:
She must have been lookin' for answers:
Possibly:
Good riddance, as far as I'm concerned:
[Sniffs] I do miss her cooking, though:
This stew's awful good:
Wash: You think so?
I slaughtered this horse last Tuesday:
Wash:I'm afraid she's startin'to turn:
Man Singing On Radio: @ You are my sunshine @
@My only sunshine @
@ You make me happy @
@ When skies are gray @
@ You'll never know, dear @
@How much I love you @
@Please don't take my sunshine away @
Pappy: Well, that winds up tonight's
Pass the Biscuits Pappy O'Daniel Flour Hour:
This is Pappy O'Daniel
hopin'you folks been enjoyin' that good old-timey music:
And remember,
when you're fixin' to fry up some flapjacks
or bake a mess of biscuits,
use cool, clear water
and good, pure Pappy O'Daniel flour:
Well, guess I'll be turnin' in:
Say, uh, Cousin Wash,
I suppose it'd be the, uh, acme of foolishness
to inquire if you had a hair net:
We got a bunch in yon bureau:
Mrs: Hogwallop's, as a matter of fact:
[Sniffs] Help yourself:
I won't be needing 'em:
Man: @ You are my sunshine @
@My only sunshine @
@ You make me happy @
@ When skies are gray--@
- Man:All right, boys! -[Dog Barking]
Unh: How's my hair?
Lawman: It's the authorities!
We got you surrounded:
Damn, we're in a tight spot:
Just come on out and grabbin'air!
And don't try nothin' fancy:
Your situation is pretty nigh hopeless:
Damn! We're in a tight spot!
What in the Sam Hill?
Pete's cousin turned us in for the bounty:
What the hell are you saying?
Wash is kin!
Wash:Sorry, Pete!
I know we're kin, but they got this depression on:
I got to do for me and mine:
I'm gonna kill you,
Pete: Judas Iscariot Hogwallop!
- You miserable, horse-eatin' son of a-- - [Machine Gun Fire]
Damn! We're in a tight spot!
Damn his eyes!
Pa always said, ''Never trust a Hogwallop:''
Come and get us, coppers!
[Pete Groans]
Lawman: You boys is leavin'us no choice
but to smoke you out:
Everett:Damn! We're in a tight spot:
Light her up!
Everett:Hold up, boys!
Ain't you ever heard of negotiatin'?
Bet we could talk this thing out:
I hate fire!
Pete: You lousy, low-down, yellow-bellied goat--
Everett:Pete, we got to speak with one voice here:
Careful with that fire, now, boys!
[Gunfire]
Lawman: Light the loft, son:
Aah!
Everett:I hate fire!
Gapped-toothed, carpetbaggin', motherless spawn of hell!
Man:Step back: Damn it: Look out:
Holy St: Christopher!
Get away from that vehicle, chaps!
She's liquid fire!
[Popping]
[Gunfire]
Take cover, boys! That ain't popcorn!
[Gunfire]
[Horn Honking]
Man:Let's get the hell out of here!
[Honking]
Scatter, boys!
Man: Goddamn it!
Get in, boys!
I'm gonna R-U-N!
[Delmar Screaming, Pig Squealing]
Come on, boys, come on! Come on!
What are you doing here?
Pete: You ought to be in bed, clump snatcher:
You ain't the boss of me!
[All Screaming]
You candy-butted, car-thievin' so-and-so's!
I curse your name!
Go back home and mind your pa!
[Pig Squeals]
What's the damn problem?
It'll take 2 weeks: Here's your pomade:
Everett: Two weeks?
That don't do me no good:
Nearest Ford auto man's Bristol:
Hold on, now: I don't want this pomade:
I want Dapper Dan:
I don't carry Dapper Dan: I carry Fop:
Well, I don't want Fop, goddamn it!
I'm a Dapper Dan man!
Watch your language, young fella:
This is a public market:
Now, if you want Dapper Dan, I can order it for you:
Have it in a couple of weeks:
Well, ain't this place a geographical oddity:
2 weeks from everywhere:
Forget it:
Just a dozen hair nets:
Well, didn't look like a one-horse town,
but try finding a decent hair jelly:
Delmar: Gopher, Everett?
And no transmission belt for 2 weeks neither:
Huh? They dam that river on the 21 st:
Today is the 1 7 th:
Don't I know it:
We got but 4 days to get to that treasure:
After that, it'll be at the bottom of a lake:
We ain't gonna make it walkin':
Everett: That's right:
Gopher, Everett?
But the old tactician has got a plan:
For the transportation, that is:
I don't know how I'm gonna keep my coiffure in order:
How's this a plan? How we gonna get a car?
Sell that: I figure you can only have
painful association for Wash:
''To Washington Bartholomew Hogwallop:''
From his lovin'Cora:
''Amor Fidel:::is: ''
Everett: It was in his bureau:
I reckon it'll fetch us enough cash
for a good used auto voiture
and a little leftover besides:
Whoo! You got some light fingers, Everett:
Gopher?
You miserable little snake:
You stole from my kin!
Who was fixin' to betray us:
You didn't know that at the time:
So I borrowed it till I did know:
That don't make no sense!
Pete, it's a fool who looks for logic
in the chambers of the human heart:
[Angelic Singing]
What the hell is that singing?
Appears to be some kind of a::: congregation:
Care for some gopher?
No, thank you, Delmar:
A third of a gopher would only arouse my appetite
without beddin' her back down:
Oh, you can have the whole thing:
Me and Pete already had one:
We ran across a whole gopher village:
@ O brothers, let's go down @
@ Let's go down, come on down @
@ Come on, brothers, let's go down @
@ Down in the river to pray @
@ As I went down in the river to pray @
@ Studyin' about that good old way @
@ And who shall wear the starry crown @
@ Good Lord, show me the way @
@ O fathers, let's go down @
Congregation: @Let's go down, come on down @
@ O fathers, let's go down @
@Down in the river to pray @
@As I went down in the river to pray @
@ Studying about that good old way @
@ And who shall wear the robe and crown @
@ Good Lord, show me the way @
@ O mothers, let's go down @
@ Come on down, don't you wanna go down? @
@ Come on, mothers, let's go down @
Well, I guess hard times flush the chumps:
Everybody's lookin' for answers:
[Singing Continues]
Where the hell's he going?
The Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost:
@ Good Lord, show me the way @
Congregation:@ O sinners, let's go down @
Well, I'll be a son of a bitch:
Delmar's been saved:
Well, that's it, boys: I been redeemed:
The preacher done washed away
all my sins and transgressions:
It's the straight and narrow from here on out:
And heaven everlasting's my reward:
Delmar, what are you talkin' about?
We got bigger fish to fry:
The preacher said all my sins is washed away,
including that Piggly Wiggly I knocked over in Yazoo:
I thought you said you was innocent of those charges:
Well, I was lyin':
And the preacher said
that that sin's been washed away, too:
Neither God, nor man's got nothin'on me now:
Come on in, boys: The water is fine:
Man: Come on, boy: There, boy:
Good doggy:
[Dog Sniffing]
All right, boys, we got the scent:
[Man Mutters]
The preacher said it absolved us:
For him, not for the law:
I'm surprised at you, Pete:
I gave you credit for more brains than Delmar:
But there was witnesses seen us redeemed:
That's not the issue, Delmar:
Even if it did put you square with the Lord,
the state of Mississippi's a little more hard-nosed:
You should have joined us, Everett:
It couldn't have hurt none:
Hell, at least it would have washed away
the stink of that pomade:
Joining you two ignorant fools
in a ridiculous superstition--
Thank you, anyway:
And I like the smell of my hair treatment:
The pleasin' odor's half the point:
Baptism!
You two are just dumber than a bag of hammers:
Well, I guess you're just my cross to bear:
Pull over, Everett:
Delmar:Let's give that colored boy a lift:
You folks going past Tishomingo?
Sure, hop in:
How you doin', son? Name's Everett:
These two soggy sons of bitches
are Pete and Delmar:
Everett:Keep your fingers away from Pete's mouth:
He ain't had nothing to eat for 1 3 years,
except prison food, gopher, and a little greasy horse:
Thanks for the lift, sir:
My name's Tommy: TommyJohnson:
How you doin', Tommy?
Say, I haven't seen a house out here for miles:
What are you doin' out in the middle of nowhere?
Well, I had to be at that there crossroads last midnight:
Sell my soul to the devil:
Everett: Well, ain't it a small world?
Spiritually speakin':
Pete and Delmar just been baptized and saved:
I guess I'm the only one that remains unaffiliated:
Delmar: This ain't no laughin'matter, Everett:
What'd the devil give you for your soul, Tommy?
Well, he taught me to play this here guitar real good:
Oh, son,
for that you traded your everlasting soul?
Well, I wasn't usin' it:
I've always wondered, what's the devil look like?
Well, of course, there are all manner
of lesser imps and demons, Pete,
but the great Satan hisself
is red and scaly with a bifurcated tail,
and he carries a hay fork:
Tommy: Oh, no: No, sir:
He's white: As white as you folks:
With empty eyes and a big, hollow voice:
He loved to travel around with a mean old hound:
That's right:
And he told you to go to Tishomingo?
Well, no, sir: Why, that was my idea:
I heard there's a man down there:
He pays folks money to sing into his can:
Tommy: They say he pays extra
if'n you play real good:
Tishomingo, huh?
How much he pay?
All right, boys, follow my lead:
Hello?
Everett: Who's the honcho around here?
I am: Who are you?
Everett: Well, sir, I'm Jordan Rivers,
and these here are the Soggy Bottom Boys
out of Cottonillia, Mississippi:
Songs of salvation to salve the soul:
Uh, we hear that you pay good money
to sing into a can:
Well, that all depends:
You boys do Negro songs?
Um:::well, uh, sir, we are Negroes:
All except for our accomp-- our accomp--
Uh, the fella that plays the guitar:
Yeah, well, I don't record Negro songs:
Man:No, I'm lookin'for some old-timey material:
You see, people can't seem to get enough of it
since we started broadcasting it
on The Pappy O'Daniel Flour Hour,
so thank you for stopping by, but--
Everett:Sir, uh, the Soggy Bottom Boys
have been steeped in old-timey material:
Heck, we're silly with it, ain't we, boys?
That's right:
We ain't really Negroes:
All except for our accompanist:
[Tommy Playing Guitar]
@ 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 @
@ The place where he @
@ Was born and raised @
@ For @
@ 6 long years @
@ I've been in trouble @
@ No pleasure here @
@ On earth I found @
@ For @
@ In this world @
@ I'm bound to ramble @
Everett: @I have no friends @
@ To help me out @
@ He has no friends @
@ To help him out @
@ Maybe @
@ Your friends think @
@ I'm just a stranger @
@ My face you never @
@ Will see no more @
[Humming Along Off-Key]
@ But @
@ There is one promise @
@ That is given @
@ I'll meet you on @
@ God's golden shore @
@ He'll meet you on @
@ God's golden shore @
Whoo! Hot damn, son!
I believe you did sell your soul to the devil!
Whoo-ee!
Boy, that was some mighty fine a-pickin' and a-singin':
Man:I'll tell you what:
Ahem: You come on in here, you--
You sign these papers here:
I'm gonna give you $1 0 apiece:
Uh, uh, okay, sir, but Mert and, uh, uh,
Aloysious'll just have to sign Xs:
Only 4 of us can write:
Man: That'd be fine:
Ha ha!
Whoo!
Hey, mister, I don't mean
to be tellin' tales out of school,
but there's a fella in there who'll pay you $1 0
if you sing into his can:
I'm not here to make a record, you dumb cracker:
They broadcast me out on the radio:
That's Governor Menelaus
''Pass the Biscuits'' Pappy O'Daniel:
And he'd sure appreciate it if you ate his farina
and voted him a second term:
Finest governor we ever had in Mississippi:
Pappy:In any state:
Oh, Lord,yes: Every parish or precinct:
He was makin' the bigger point:
Well, ain't you gonna press the flesh, Pappy?
Do a little politicking?
I'll press your flesh, you dimwitted sumbitch:
You don't tell your pappy how to court the electorate:
We ain't one-at-a-timin'here:
We're mass communicatin'!
Oh, yes: That's a powerful new force:
Mm-hmm!
Shake a leg,Junior:
Thank God your mammy died givin' birth:
If she'd have seen you, she'd have died of shame:
Well, hi there! How you doin'?
@Hard time here and every--@
@ Where you go @
@ Times is harder than ever been before @
@ And the people are driftin' @
@ From door to door @
@ Can't find no heaven @
@I don't care where they go @
@Mmm hmm @
@Mmm hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm hmm hmm @
@ You say you had money @
@ You better be sure @
@ 'Cause these hard times will drive you @
@ From door to door @
@ Uh hmm @
@ Mmm hmm @
@ Mmm hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm hmm hmm @
Let's bed down here for the night:
Yeah, it stinks in that old barn:
Suits me:
Pretty soon it'll be nothin'
but featherbeds and silk sheets:
@ Mmm hmm @
Million dollars:
Million-point-two:
Delmar:500,000 each:
Everett:400, Delmar:
Pete, what are you gonna do
with your share of the treasure?
Go out west somewhere:
Open a fine restaurant:
I'm gonna be the maitre d':
Greet all the swells:
Go to work every day in a bow tie,
tuxedo:
And all the staff say ''Yes, sir'' and:::
''No, sir:::''
and ''In a jiffy, Pete:''
And all my meals for free:
What about you, Delmar?
What are you gonna do with your share of that dough?
I'm gonna visit them foreclosin' son of a guns
down at the Indianola Savings and Loan:
Slap that money on the barrel head
and buy back the family farm:
You ain't no kind of man if you ain't got land:
Pete: What about you, Everett?
What you have in mind
when you stole it in the first place?
[Clears Throat] I:::
didn't have no plan:
Well, that hardly sound like you:
Man:All right, boys! It's the authorities!
Your situation is purty nigh hopeless!
Damn, they found our car:
We ain't got the time
and nary the inclination
to chat with you boys any further:
Damn, we got to skedaddle:
I left my pomade in the car:
Maybe I can creep up:
Don't be a fool, Everett:
We got to R-U-N-N-O-F-T:
[Laughter]
Everett: Where's Tommy?
Already lit out:
Pete:Scared out of his wits:
Let's go!
Ain't no one gonna pick up
3 filthy, unshaved hitchhikers:
And one of them a know-it-all
who can't keep his trap shut:
Pete, the personal rancor reflected in that remark
I don't intend to dignify with comment:
But I would like to address your general attitude
of hopeless negativism:
Consider the lilies of the goddamn field:
Or, hell, take a look at Delmar here
as your paradigm of hope:
Yeah: Look at me:
Now, you may call it an unreasoning optimism:
You may call it obtuse,
but the plain and simple fact is that we got close to:::
3 days before they:::
[Car Approaching]
dam that river:
Is this a road to Itta Bena?
Uh::: Itta Bena?
Isn't that-- Isn't that, uh--
Stay on this here road:
Nah, that ain't right:
I was thinking of, uh--
Take this road--
Nah, nah, nah, that ain't right:
Pete:It seems to me there's a road--
cow road that used to lead all the way--
Pete: Well, most of the way:
That ain't right, either:
Hop on in while you give it a think:
Everett: Right: Delmar:
George:Any of you boys know your way
around a Walther P:P:K:?
Well, see, that's where we can't help you:
I don't believe it's in Mississippi:
Friend, some of your folding money has come unstowed:
George:Just stuff it down that sack there, will you?
You boys aren't bad men, I take it?
Well, it's funny you should ask:
I was bad till yesterday,
but me and Pete here been saved:
Delmar:I'm Delmar, and that there is Everett:
George Nelson:
It's a pleasure:
[Spits]
Grab the tiller, will you, buddy?
Hand me that chopper: Ha ha ha ha!
Say, what line of work you in, George?
Ha ha ha ha!
Come and get me, coppers!
You flatfooted, lame-brained, soft-ass sons of bitches!
Ah ha ha ha ha!
No one can catch me!
George:I'm George Nelson!
I'm bigger than anyJohn, live or limp!
I'm 1 0 1 /2 feet tall!
George: Cows:
I hate cows worse than coppers!
[Groans]
Oh, George: Not the livestock:
Come on, you miserable, salaried sons of bitches!
George: Come and get me!
[Groans]
[Horn Honks]
Come on, boys, we're going for the record:
3 banks in 2 hours!
[Laughing Maniacally]
Okay, folks, hold the applause and drop your drawers:
I'm George Nelson,
and I'm here to sack the city Itta Bena!
He's a live wire, though, ain't he?
George:All the money in a bag:
What are you lookin'at, grandpa?
Pardon me, George,
you got a plan for gettin' out of here?
Sure, boys:
Here's my plan: Ha ha ha ha!
George: They ain't never seen ordnance like this!
Thank you, folks:
And remember,Jesus saves,
but George Nelson withdraws! Ha ha ha ha!
Go fix the auto voiture, Pete:
[Whispering] Is that Babyface Nelson?
Who said that?
George: What ignorant, lowdown, slanderizin'
son of a bitch said that?
My name is George Nelson: Get me?
She didn't mean nothin' by it, George:
George Nelson!
Not Babyface!
You remember!
And you tell your friends!
I'm George Nelson:
Born to raise hell:
[Gasps]
Well, that was some fun, now, wasn't it, George?
Yeah:
Almost makes me wished I hadn't have been saved:
Jacking up banks:
I can see how a fella'd derive a whole lot of pleasure
and satisfaction out of it:
It's okay:
Delmar: Hoo, dawgies!
Well:::
I'm takin' off:
You boys might as well
keep my::: share of the riches:
Delmar: Well, where are you going, George?
I don't know:
Who cares?
[Owl Hooting]
Now, what do you suppose is eatin' George?
Well, Delmar,
they say that with the thrill-seeking personality,
What goes up must come down:
On top of the world one minute, haunted by meekness the next:
Yes, sir, it's as if our old friend, George,
is a alley cat and his own damn humors
are swingin' him by the tail:
I wouldn't worry, Delmar:
He'll be back on top again:
I don't think we've seen the last of George Nelson:
Don't be saps for Pappy:
Homer Stokes for governor:
Let's sweep this state clean:
Vote for Stokes, brother:
@Meet with the darkness and strife @
@ The sunny side you also may view @
@Keep on the sunny side @
@Always on the sunny side @
Aw, shh shh: Hang on!
I'm gonna slap one on here:
Folks, here's my cousin Ezra's niece,
Eudora from out of Greenwood, doin' a little number
with her cousin Tom-Tom,
which I predict you gonna enjoy thoroughly:
Now, what can I do you for, Mr: French?
How can I lay ahold of them Soggy Bottom Boys?
Soggy bottom:
I don't precisely recollect them:
They cut a record in here a few days ago
with an old-timey harmony thing:::
with a guitar accompany-- accompany--
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, I remember them:
Colored fellas, I believe:
Yes, sir, they a fine bunch of boys:
They sang into yonder can, then skedaddled:
Well, that record
is just goin' through the goddamn roof:
They playin' it as far away as Mobile:
No:
Whole damn state's goin' apey:
Well, it was a powerful air:
Hot damn, we got to find them boys
and sign 'em to a big fat contract:
Hell's bells, Mr: Lund, if we don't,
the goddamn competition will:
Oh, mercy, yes, we got to beat that competition:
- Yes, sir: - Yes, sir:
@Like a bird, from these prison walls I'll fly @
@I'll fly away, fly away @
@I'll fly away, fly away, O glory @
@I'll fly away, fly away @
@In the mornin'@
@ When I die, hallelujah by and by @
@I'll fly away, fly away @
@Just a few more weary days, and then @
@I'll fly away, fly away @
@ To a land where joys will never end @
[Delmar Shouting]
@I'll fly away, fly away @
[Pete Laughing]
@I'll fly away, fly away, O glory @
@I'll fly away, fly away @
@In the mornin'@
@ When I die @
[Laughter]
@Hallelujah by and by @
@I'll fly away, fly away @
@ When the shadows of this life have gone @
@I'll fly away, fly away @
@Like a bird from these prison walls of life @
@I'll fly away, fly away @
[Sneezes]
Delmar: Over here:
Do you have the Soggy Bottom Boys
performing ''Man of Constant Sorrow''?
No, ma'am: We got a new shipment in yesterday:
Sorry, but we just can't keep 'em on our shelves:
@I'll fly away, fly away, O glory @
@I'll fly away, fly away @
@In the mornin'@
@ When I die, hallelujah by and by @
@I'll fly away, fly away @
@Just a few more weary days, and then @
@I'll fly away, fly away @
@ To a land where joys will never end @
@I'll fly away, fly away @
@I'll fly away, fly away, O glory @
@I'll fly away, fly away @
How are you?
Delmar, come on: Go: Go:
@I'll fly away, fly away @
@In the mornin'@
[Playing Banjo]
Women:@ Go to sleep, you little baby @
Shut up, Delmar:
[Stops Playing Banjo]
[Women Singing In Distance]
[Gasps] Uhh! Ohh!
Pull over! Pull over!
Guess old Pete's got the itch:
Women: @ Go to sleep, you little baby @
@ Go to sleep, you little baby @
@ Your mama's gone away, and your daddy's gonna stay @
@Didn't leave nobody but the baby @
@ Go to sleep, you little baby @
Howdy do, ladies?
Name of Pete:
@ Go to sleep, you little baby @
@ Everybody's gone and the cotton and the corn @
@ Didn't leave nobody but the baby @
Ain't you gonna introduce us, Pete?
I don't know their names:
I seen 'em first!
@ You're sweet, little baby @
@Honey in the rock, and the sugar don't stop @
@ Gonna bring a bottle to the baby @
@Don't you weep, pretty baby @
@ Don't you weep, pretty baby @
@She's long gone with her red shoes on @
@ Gonna need another lovin' baby @
@ Go to sleep, you little baby @
Ladies, my name is Ulysses Everett McGill,
and, well, you three ladies are about the:::
the prettiest:::
@ You and me and the devil makes 3 @
@ Don't need no other lovin' baby @
water lilies, uh:::
@ Go to sleep, you little baby @
Corn liquor:
@ Go to sleep, you little baby @
@ You and me and the devil makes 3 @
@ Don't need no other lovin' baby @
@ Go to sleep, you little baby @
@ Your mama's gone away, and your daddy's gonna stay @
@ Didn't leave nobody but the baby @
@ Go to sleep, you little baby @
@ Come lay your bones on the alabaster stones @
@ And be my ever-lovin' baby @
Everett:
My hair!
Look at this:
Pete!
Where the heck are you?
Pete!
We ain't got time for hide-and-seek!
Everett:Now, we ain't got time for your shenanigans!
SweetJesus, Everett:
They left his heart:
[Croaking]
[Delmar Gasps]
Aah! Aah!
What the-- Delmar, what the heck's got into you?
Can't you see it, Everett?
Them sirens did this to Pete:
They loved him up
and turned him into a::: horny toad:
Pete!
Pete! Pete!
Pete!
Pete, it's me-- Delmar:
It's me-- Delmar:
Everett:
Delmar, what the--
What are we gonna do?
I'm not sure that's Pete:
Of course it's Pete: Look at him:
We got to find some kind of::: wizard can change him back:
I'm just not sure that's Pete:
in a fine restaurant like this:
Why, the good folks here'd go right off their feed:
Hey: I just don't think it's right
keeping him under wraps
like we was ashamed of him:
Well, if it is Pete, I am ashamed of him:
The way I see it, he got what he deserved:
Fornicating with some whore of Babylon:
These things don't happen for no reason, Delmar:
It's obviously some kind of judgment on Pete's character:
Well, the two of us was fixin' to fornicate:
You're gonna have to excuse my rusticated friend
unaccustomed as he is to city manners: [Snaps]
Hmm?
Everett:I guess we'll have ourselves
a couple of steaks
and some, uh, gratine potatoes,
and wash it down with some of your finest bubbly wine:
Oh, and I don't suppose you have any:::
[Grunts]
Maybe the chef could prepare:::
[Grunts]
Just bring us a couple of leaves of raw cabbage:
Yes, sir:
Thank you:
That kind of barnyard language--
I don't believe I've seen you boys around here before:
Allow me to introduce myself:
Name of Daniel Teague,
known in these precincts as Big Dan Teague,
Or to those who are pressed for time--
Big Dan tout court!
Everett: How you doin', Big Dan?
My name's Ulysses Everett McGill:
This is my associate Delmar O'Donnel:
I detect, like me,
you're endowed with the gift of gab:
I flatter myself that such is the case:
In my line of work, it's plumb necessary:
The one thing you don't want:::
is air in the conversation:
Once again we find ourselves in agreement:
What kind of work you do, Big Dan?
Sales, Mr: McGill, sales! And what do I sell?
The truth, every blessed word of it:
From Genesis on down to Revelations:
That's right, the Word of God,
which, let me tell you, there is damn good money in
during these times of woe and want:
People are lookin' for answers,
and Big Dan sells the only book that's got 'em:
And what do you do,
you and your, uh, tongue-tied friend?
We, uh:::
we're adventurers, sir:
Currently pursuing a certain opportunity,
but we're open to others as well:
I like your style, young man,
so I'm gonna propose you a proposition:
You cover my bill, so I don't have to run back upstairs,
get your waitress to wrap your dinner picnic-style,
And we shall retire to more private environs,
where I will tell you how there are vast amounts of money
to be made in the service of God almighty:
Well, why not? If nothin' else,
I can use some civilized conversation:
Don't forget your shoe box, friend:
Damn shame!
Goddamn campaign is languishin'!
Pappy: We need a shot in the arm:
You hear me, boys? In the goddamn arm!
Election held tomorrow,
that son of bitch Stokes would win it in a walk!
Well, he's the reform candidate, Daddy:
Yeah?
A lot of people like that reform:
Maybe we should get us some:
I'll reform you, you soft-headed son of a bitch:
How we gonna run reform when we're the damn incumbent?
Is that the best idea you boys can come up with?
Reform?!
Weepin'Jesus on the cross:
That's it!
You may as well start drafting my concession speech right now:
Okay, Pappy:
I'm just making a point, you stupid son of a bitch:
Give me back that hat! Hurry up!
Pappy's just makin' a point:
Shut up!
Thank you, boys, for throwing in that fricassee:
I'm a man of large appetites,
and even with lunch under my belt,
I was feeling a mite peckish:
It's our pleasure, Big Dan:
Thank you as well for the conversational hiatus:
I generally refrain from speech during gustation:
There are those who attempt both at the same time:
I find it coarse and vulgar:
Where were we?
Making money in the Lord's service:
You don't say much, friend, but when you do,
it's to the point and I salute you for it:
Yes, Bible sales:
Now, the trade is not a complicated one:
There are but 2 things to learn--
One being where to find a wholesaler,
the Word of God in bulk, as it were:
Two-- how to recognize your customer:
Who are you dealing with?
It's an exercise in psychology, so to speak:
And it is that which I propose
to give you a lesson in right now.
[Branch Cracks]
Why, I like to think I'm a pretty astute observer
of the human scene, too, Big Dan.
No doubt, brother.
I figured as much back at the restaurant.
That's why I invited you all out here
for this advanced tutorial.
Unh!
What's going on, Big Dan?
It's all about the money, boys!
Big Dan: That's it!
Gol... durned... money!
I don't get it, Big Dan.
Raah!
I just take your show cards.
Yaah!
[Yelling]
And whatever you got in the hole.
What the--
there ain't nothin' but a damn toad.
No, you don't understand.
That's Pete.
Pete.
You know these things give you warts?
[Squish]
[Gasps]
[Splat]
[Gasping]
End of lesson.
[Whimpering]
So long, boys. Hee hee hee.
See you in the funny papers.
Y'all seen the end of Big Dan Teague.
[Sobbing]
-[Whip Cracks] -[Man Screams]
Where are they?
Talk, you unreconstructed whelp of a whore!
Where they headed?
Aah!
Your screams ain't gonna save your flesh:::
Aah!
Only your tongue is, boy: Where they headed?
Aah!
[Dog HoWls]
[men Laughing]
Whoa, hound.
[Gasping]
[Thunder]
Sweet summer rain.
Like God's own mercy.
Your two friends have abandoned you, Pete.
They don't seem to care about your hide:
[man Laughs]
[Thunder]
Okay.
StairWay to heaven:
We shall all meet by-and-by.
God damn it!
[Laughing]
God forgive me!
Hold.
[Thunder]
Believe me, Delmar, he would have wanted us to press on.
Pete, rest his soul,
was one sour ass son of a bitch
and not given to acts of pointless sentimentality.
It just don't seem right
digging up that treasure without him.
maybe it's for the best he was squished.
Why, he...
was barely a sentient being and...
well, as soon as we get ourselves cleaned up
and we get a little smellum in our hair,
why, we're gonna feel 1 00% better about ourselves
and about... life in general.
[Prisoners Singing]
must be near Parchman Farm.
Sorry sons of bitches.
Seems like a year ago We busted off the farm:
[Singing Continues]
Pete got a brother?
Not that I'm aware.
Heat must be getting to me.
[Horse Neighs]
@ Oh, the storm and its fury raged today @
@ Crushing hope that we cherished so dear @
@ The cloud and storm will in time pass away @
@ And the sun again will shine bright and clear @
@ Keep on the sunny side @
@ Always on the sunny side @
@ Keep on the sunny side of life @
@ It will help us every day @
@ It will brighten all the way @
@ If we'll keep on the sunny side of life @
[Applause]
That was wonderful. That sure was.
Yes.
Now, I know the Sunnysiders would agree with me
when I say the great state of mississippi
cannot afford 4 more years of Pappy O'Daniel!
4 more years of cronyism!
Nepotism! Rascalism!
Of service to the interests!
Now, the choice, she's a clear 'un.
Pappy O'Daniel, slave of the interests.
Homer Stokes, servant of the little man.
Ain't that right, little fella?
He ain't lyin'!
Ladies and gentlemen, the little man has admonished me
to grasp the broom of reform
and sweep this state clean!
It's gonna be, ''Back to the flour mill, Pappy!
The interests can take care of themselves!''
Homer: Come Tuesday,
We're gonna sWeep the rascals out!
[Applause]
Homer: Clean government is yours for the asking!
[Cheering And Whistling]
Homer:Folks, noWthe little Wharvey gals!
[Applause]
Wharvey gals?
Did he just say little Wharvey gals?
Come here, girls.
What y'all gonna sing for us?
Girls: ''In the highways.''
Goddamn it all!
You know them gals, Everett?
@ In the highways @
@ In the hedges @
@ In the highways @
@ In the hedges @
@In the highWays @
@In the hedges @
@I'll be someWhere a-Working for my Lord @
@ I'll be somewhere a-working @
@I'll be someWhere a-Working @
@ I'll be somewhere a-working for my Lord @
@ I'll be somewhere a-working @
@ I'll be somewhere a-working for my Lord @
Hey, girls!
- Daddy! - Daddy!
Ha ha ha!
Daddy? He ain't our daddy.
Hell, I ain't. What's this Wharvey gals?
Your name's mcGill.
No, sir. Not since you got hit by that train.
What are you talking about? I wasn't hit by any train.
mama says you was hit by a train.
Blooey! Nothin' left.
Just a grease spot on the L & N.
Damn it, I wasn't hit by any train!
That's why mama's got us back to Wharvey.
That's her maiden name.
You got a maiden name, Daddy?
No, Daddy don't have a maiden name. See--
That's your misfortune:
That's right, and now mama's got a new beau.
He's a suitor.
Yeah, I heard about that.
Mama says he's bona fide:
mmm.
He give her a ring?
Yes, sir. A big 'un.
Lot of gems. mama checked it.
It's bona fide.
He's a suitor.
What's his name?
Vernon T. Waldrip.
Uncle Vernon.
Till tomorrow.
Then he's gonna be Daddy.
I am the only daddy you got.
I am the damn paterfamilias:
But you ain't bona fide.
Where's your mama?
She's at the five-and-dime.
Buying nipples.
@ This way @
@ To take me home @
@ Kiss me more @
Daddy!
Hello, sugar! Ha ha!
Everett: HoW's my little girl?
Hi:
Who the hell's that?
Starla Wharvey.
Starla mcGill, you mean.
How come you never told me about her?
'Cause you was hit by a train.
That's another thing.
Why are you telling our gals I was hit by a train?
Lots of respectable people been hit by trains.
Judge Hobby over in Cookville was hit by a train.
What was I supposed to tell 'em,
that you were sent to the penal farm
and I divorced you from shame?
I take your point.
But it does put me in a damned awkward position
vis a vis my progeny.
Hello, Penny:
Is this gentlemen bothering you?
You Waldrip?
Uh-huh. That's right.
Hmm.
[Sniffs]
You been using my hair treatment?
Your hair treatment?
Excuse me.
I got news for you.
In case you hadn't noticed, I wasn't hit by a train,
and I have traveled many a weary mile
to be back with my wife and my 6 daughters.
Girl:Seven, Daddy!
That ain't your daddy, Alvanelle.
Your daddy was hit by a train.
Penny, you stop that!
No, you stop it! Vernon here's got a job.
Vernon's got prospects. He's bona fide.
What are you?
I'll tell you what I am--
I am the paterfamilias, and you can't marry him!
I can, I am, and I will, tomorrow.
I got to think about the little Wharvey gals.
They look to me for answers.
Vernon can support 'em
and buy 'em lessons on the clarinet.
The only good thing you ever did for the gals
was get hit by that train!
Why, you lying unconstant succubus.
Vernon: Whoa, Whoa, Whoa!
You can't swear at my fiancee!
Oh, yeah?
Well, you can't marry my wife!
[Baby Fussing]
Unh! Unh!
[Groans]
[Crash]
Who is that man?
[Yelling]
He's not my husband.
Just a drifter, I guess.
Just some no-account drifter.
Aah! Unh!
And stay out of the ''Woolsworth''!
[music Playing]
Woman: I'll bet she does imitations, too.
Everett:Deceitful, tWo-faced she-Wolf:
Never trust a female, Delmar.
Remember that one simple precept
and your time with me will not have been ill-spent.
Okay, Everett.
''Hit by a train.''
Truth means nothing to a woman, Delmar.
Triumph of the subjective.
You ever been with a woman?
Well, I've...
I-I got to get the family farm back
before I can start thinking about that.
That's right. If then.
Believe me, Delmar, a woman is the most fiendish
instrument of torture ever devised
to bedevil the days of man.
Everett, I never figured you for a paterfamilias:
Ohh, yes. I have spread my seed.
And look what it's--
[music Stops]
Everett: Goddamn it: What the hell's going on?
[Blows Whistle]
[Shackles Rattling]
[Blows Whistle]
Guard: Okay, boys: Enjoy your picture shoW:
[music Starts]
man In Film: @ I have no money, honey @
@ How can I change? @
Pete:Do::: not::: seek the treasure:
Do not...
seek the treasure.
Pete: It's a bushWhack:
They're fixin' an ambush.
Do not seek the treasure.
We--
We thought you was...
a toad.
[Softly] We... thought...
you... was... a toad.
Do not seek the treasure.
Guard: Quiet there! Watch the picture!
I signed a dozen agriculture bills:
Everyone knows I'm a friend of the farmer.
What do I gotta do, start tending livestock?
We can't do that, Daddy.
We might offend our constituency.
We ain't got a constituency!
Stokes got a constituency!
Well, it's a well-run campaign.
midget and broom and whatnot.
Devil his due.
Hell of an organization.
Say, I got an idea.
Man: What's that,junior?
We can hire us a little fella
even smaller than Stokes's.
You slump-shouldered sack of nuts!
Why, we'd look like a bunch ofJohnny-come-latelys,
breakin' out our own midget.
Don't matter how stumpy!
And that's the goddamn problem right there.
People think Stokes has got fresh ideas.
He's au courant and we're the past!
It's a problem of--
That's right. Perception.
Reason why he's pulling our pants down.
Gonna paddle a little behind.
Ain't gonna paddle it. Gonna kick it. Real hard.
Man:No, I believe he's gonna paddle it:
I don't believe that's a proper description:
Well, that's hoW I'd characterize it:
I believe it's more of a kickin'situation:
[Thunder]
[Gasps]
God-- God forgive me.
I could not gaze upon that fireshow.
Pete.
[Squeals]
Hold still!
Can't... stand much longer.
It was--it was a mo-moment of weakness.
Quit yer babblin', Pete. We gotta skedaddle.
Delmar: That's all I got:
They lured me out for a bathe
and then they dunked me, trussed me up like a hog,
and turned me in for the bounty.
I should have guessed it.
Typical womanly behavior.
We're just lucky we left
before they came back for us.
We didn't abandon you, Pete.
We just thought you was a toad.
No, they never did turn me into a toad.
Well, that was our mistake then.
And we was beat up by a bible salesman
and banished from Woolworths.
I don't know, Everett.
Was it the one branch or all of them?
Well, I ain't had it easy, either, boys.
Frankly, uh, well, I--
I spilt my guts about the treasure.
Huh?
I'm awful sorry I betrayed you, fellas.
must be my Hogwallop blood.
That's all right, Pete.
Awful white of you to take it like that, Everett.
I feel wretched.
Spoiling your play for a million dollar point two.
Pete Sobbing: You should rip out my guts:
Oh, that's all right.
[Sobs]
You boys are true friends! Ohh!
You're my boon companions.
Pete, I don't want you
to beat yourself up about this, eh?
I can't help it,
but that's a-a wonderful thing to say.
[Sobbing]
Yeah.
Pete, uh...
the fact of the matter is...
damn it.
There ain't no treasure.
Fact of the matter is there never was.
But--
So where's all the money from the armored car job?
Never knocked over no armored car.
Sent up for practicing law without a license.
But--
Damn it, I had to bust out.
my wife wrote me she was getting married,
I gotta stop it.
I had 2 weeks left on my sentence.
I couldn't wait 2 weeks.
She's getting married tomorrow.
my added time for the escape,
I don't get out now till 1 9... 87.
I am sorry about that.
I'll be...
84 years old.
I guess they'll tack on 50 years for me, too.
Boys, we was chained together.
I had to tell you something.
Busting out alone was not an option.
I'm sorry.
84 years old.
Well, I'll only be 82.
You! You ruined my life!
Unh!
You ruined my life!
[Choking] I do apologize about that, Pete.
84 years old!
I'll be going...
Everett: Delmar!
[Yelling]
Delmar: Now, boys. Boys.
[Scuffling]
[men Chanting]
@ Oh @
@ Death @
@ Whoa @
@ Death @
@ Won't you spare me over till another year? @
@ Well, I am death, none can excel @
@ I'll open the door to heaven or hell @
@ Whoa, death, someone would pray @
@ Could you wait to call me another day? @
Leader: @ Children pray @
Delmar: That's Tommy: They got Tommy:
[Leader Singing Indistinctly]
Noose.
Leader: @No longer prayin'@
SweetJesus, we got to save him.
@ I'll fix your feet till you can't walk @
@ I'll lock your jaw till you can't talk @
@ I'll close your eyes so you can't see @
Leader: @It's very dark @
The color guard.
Leader:@Death, I come to take the soul @
@ Leave the body and leave it cold @
@ Oh @
@ Death @
@ Whoa @
@ Death @
@ Won't you spare me over till another year? @
Brothers!
Leader: Oh, brothers!
We have all gathered here
to preserve our halloWed culture and heritage
from intrusion,
inclusion,
and dilution
of color, of creed,
and of our old-time religion.
Leader: We aim to pull evil up by the root
before it chokes out
the flower of our culture and heritage.
And our women.
Let's 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.
That's not my culture and heritage.
Klansmen: Yes!
Is that your culture and heritage?
Klansmen: No!
And so...
we gonna hang us a Negro.
Klansmen: Hooray, hooray!
[Klansmen Chanting]
I ain't never harmed you--
Neither of you gentlemen.
Everett: Uh... [Chants]
[Sniffs]
mm-hmm.
I ain't never harmed nobody.
Everett: Hey, hey, Tommy:
Huh?
Everett: Tommy, We come to rescue you:
That's mighty kind of you boys,
but I don't think nothing's going to save me now.
Tommy: The devil's come to collect his due:
Pete: Don't be crazy, Tommy.
You don't want to get hanged.
Well, nah, I don't reckon I do,
but that's the way it seems to be working out.
Everett: Listen, Tommy, I got a plan.
[Klansmen Gasp]
Klansmen: No!
[Klansmen murmur]
The color guard is colored.
[Klansmen Shouting]
Who made them the color guard?
Run, boys!
[Klansmen Yelling]
Whoa!
No, no, son!
[Klansmen Gasp]
Homer: Can't let that flag touch the ground!
[Klansmen Gasp]
Ooh.
Heh heh.
[Neighs]
Pappy: Leave me alone. Get your hands off me.
I can do this myself. Get away from me.
I'm saying we should hire this man away.
That's a good idea, Pappy.
Hell of an idea.
Can't beat 'em, join 'em.
Have him join us. Run our campaign
instead of that egghead's.
Class, power, wealth.
No one says no to Pappy O'Daniel.
Oh, gracious, no--
Not with his blandishments.
And powers of persuasion.
What's his name again?
The campaign manager?
Yes.
Waldrip.
Vernon Waldrip.
Vernon T. Waldrip.
Hmm.
Everett: It's an invitation-only affair.
We'll have to sneak in
through the service entrance.
Hold on.
Pete: Wait a minute:
Who elected you leader of this outfit?
Since we've been following your lead,
we got nothing but trouble.
I've gotten this close to being strung up
and consumed in a fire and whipped no end
and sunstroked and soggied.
And turned into a frog.
He wasn't turned into a frog.
Almost loved up, though.
So, you're against me now, too?
Is that how it is, boys?
The whole world
and God almighty--
Now you?
I guess I deserve it.
[Sighs]
Boys...
I know that I made some tactical mistakes,
but if you just stick with me,
I got a plan. Believe me, boys,
we can fix this thing,
and I can get my wife back,
and we can get out of here.
[Car Horn Honks]
Goddamn disgrace!
made a travesty of the entire evening.
Ohh.
What I wouldn't give to get ahold of those agitators.
I mean, whoever heard of such behavior,
even amongst the colored?
Or mulattos, maybe.
I suspect some miscegenation in their heritage.
How else you going to explain it?
Using a confederate flag as a missile...
Crazy! No one's ever going to believe
we're a real band.
No. It's going to work.
I just got to get close enough to talk to her.
Taking off with us has got more future
than marrying some guy named Waldrip.
I'm goddamn bona fide.
I got the answers.
Delmar:Everett, my beard itches:
[Applause]
Hey. Hey.
[Applause Stops]
''In theJailhouse Now,'' fellers,
neighborhood of''B.''
[Song Begins]
[Applause]
Psst!
[Whispering] Penny.
Everett:Ahem:
It's me.
No.
Everett: Honey, honey:
@ I had a friend named Ramblin' Bob @
@ He used to steal, gamble, and Rob @
@ He thought he was the smartest guy around @
@ Well, I-- @
We're leaving the state.
Pursuing opportunities in another venue.
Everett: I got big plans:
Not minstrels-- this here's just a dodge.
I'm going to be a dentist.
Everett:I knoWthis guy Who'll print me up a license:
@ He's in the jailhouse now @
Delmar:@ Well, I told him once or tWice @
@ To stop playin' cards and a-shootin' dice @
@ He's in the jailhouse now @
@ Ah Dee yodel-lay-hee-hoo @
@ Yo tee @
@ Ah Dee yodel-lay-hee @
@ Oh de-lo tee @
@ Yodel-lay-hee hee @
@ Yodel-lay-hee @
@ Bob liked to play his poker @
[Whispering]
Why, that is an improper suggestion.
I--I--I can't switch sides
in the middle of a campaign--
Especially to work for a man who lacks moral fiber.
moral fiber?
Why, you little pasty-face sumbitch.
I invented moral fiber.
Pappy O'Daniel was displaying
rectitude and high-mindedness
When that egghead you Work for
was still messing his drawers.
Everett Whispering: Psst! Honey:
[Whispering] Go away.
I want to be what you want me to be, honey.
I want you and the gals to come with me.
What, dear?
@ To stop playin' cards @
@ And a-shootin' dice @
What are you doing here, Pappy?
Well, I guess someone let on
we was giving out liquor.
Yeah, well, you'll be laughing
out the other side of your face come November.
Man:Pappy O'Daniel Will be laughing then:
Not out the other side of his face, though.
Oh, no, no, no. Just the regular side.
@ Yodel-lay-hee hee @
@ Yodel-lay-hee @
They're my daughters, too, Penny.
- Ain't you ever heard of amor fidelis? -@In constant @
- @ Sorrow @ - [Applause]
[Cheering]
[Audience Clapping In Rhythm]
@ I @
@ Am the man @
@ Of constant sorrow @
@ I've seen trouble @
Hot damn! It's the Soggy Bottom Boys!
@ I've @
@ Bid farewell @
@ To old Kentucky @
@ The place where I @
@ Was born and raised @
@ The place where he @
@ Was born and raised @
[Audience Cheering]
Oh!
Audience: Whoo!
Holy moley!
These boys are a hit.
But, Pappy, they's integrated.
Wait a minute.
Well, I guess folks don't mind they's integrated.
You's miscegenated.
Homer:All you boys is miscegenated!
Give me the microphone!
Give me the microphone! Give me the microphone!
These boys is not white.
Hell, they ain't even old-timey.
Look, I happen to know, ladies and gentlemen,
that this band of miscreants here,
this very evening,
interfered with a lynch mob
in the performance of its duties.
Oh, yeah, it's true.
See, I belong to a certain secret society.
I don't believe I got to mention its name, you know?
Man:Let 'em play! Go on!
Hmm.
And these boys here,
they trampled all over our venerated observances
and rituals.
Now, this here music is over, all right?
And I have-- No! Hey!
Homer:Hey, I ain't-- listen to me:
Folks, listen to me. I--
These boys desecrated a fiery cross.
[Whispers]
Man: We Was all havin'a good time!
And they's convicts, folks--
Fugitives escaped off the farm.
Now, folks, these boys got to be remanded
to the authorities.
Criminals!
And I have it from the highest authority
that that Negro sold his soul to the devil!
Ohh!
Homer: Wait, Wait, Wait a minute, noW, folks:
No! It's true!
It's true.
Wait a minute. Wait a minute, folks.
Is you is, or is you ain't my constituency?
CroWd Booing:No!
Homer:Is you is, or is you ain't
my constituency?
CroWd:No!
[Crowd Booing]
Is you is--
Is you is, or is you ain't
Homer:My constituency?
Oh, come on, folks.
No. It's Homer now.
Come on. I'm a friend of the little man.
- Ha ha ha ha! - Waah!
[Booing Stops]
Homer: This is not fair!
Hey! Come on!
[Crowd Cheering]
Come on, now, folks,
we got a little misunderstanding here.
Goddamn!
@ It's @
@ Fair to tell @
@ my only lover @
@ I never expect @
@ To see you again @
@ For @
@ I'm bound to ride @
@ That northern railroad @
Everett: @Perhaps I'll die @
@ Upon that train @
@ Perhaps he'll die @
@ Upon his train @
Goddamn! Opportunity knocks.
Everett: @If you see me @
Get out of my way!
@ I'm just a stranger @
Everett: @In case you ever @
@See your man @
[Crowd Cheering]
@ But @
Everett: @ There is one promise @
@ That is given @
@I'll meet you on @
@ God's golden shore @
@ He'll meet you on @
@ God's golden shore @
That's fine.
That's fine!
Ladies and gentlemens,
here and listening at home,
the great state of mississippi--
Pappy O'Daniel, governor--
Wants to thank the Soggy Bottom Boys
for that wonderful performance.
And it looks like
the only man in this great state
who ain't a music lover
is my esteemed opponent in the upcoming,
Homer Stokes.
Yeah, well, there ain't no accounting for taste.
[Crowd Boos]
He sounded to me like he was harboring
some kind of hateful grudge
against the Soggy Bottom Boys
on account of their rough and rowdy past.
[Boos]
Pappy:Looks like--
Looks like...
Homer Stokes is the kind of fellow
wants to cast the first stone.
[Crowd Boos]
Well, I'm with you, folks.
I'm a forgive and forget Christian,
and I say if their rambunctiousness
and misdemeanoring is behind them...
It is, ain't it, boys?
Yes, sir, it is.
Well, then, I say,
by the power vested in me,
these boys is hereby pardoned.
And furthermore...
in the second Pappy O'Daniel administration,
these boys is going to be in my brain trust.
[Crowd Cheers]
What's that mean, Everett?
Well, Delmar, it means that you and me
and Pete and Tommy are going to be
the power behind the throne, so to speak.
Oh, okay.
Pappy: So, Without further ado,
and by way of endorsing my candidacy,
the Soggy Bottom Boys
is going to lead us all in a chorus
of''You Are my Sunshine.''
[Crowd Cheers]
Ain't you, boys?
Governor, it's one of our favorites.
Son...
you're going to go far.
All: @ You are my sunshine @
@ my only sunshine @
@ You make me happy @
@ When skies are gray @
@ You'll never know, dear @
@ How much I love you @
@ Please don't take @
@ my sunshine away @@
is gonna be going on relief.
maybe I can throw a little patronage his way--
Get him a job digging ditches
or rounding up stray dogs.
So, is the marriage off, then, miss Wharvey?
It's mcGill.
No. The marriage will take place as planned.
With a little change of cast.
me and the little lady are going to pick up the pieces
and retie the knot, mixaphorically speaking.
You boys are invited, of course.
Hell, you're the best men.
I already got the rings.
Where's your ring, honey?
I ain't worn it since our divorce came through.
It must still be in the roll-top in the old cabin.
Never thought I'd need it.
Vernon bought one encrusted with jewels.
Now's the time to buy it off him cheap.
We ain't getting married with his ring.
You said you'd changed.
Honey, it's just an old pewter thing.
Ain't going to be no wedding.
It's just a symbol, honey.
No wedding.
We'll go fetch it with you, Everett.
It's just a-- Shut up, Delmar.
It's just a symbol.
I've spoken my piece and counted to 3.
She counted to 3.
God damn it.
She counted to 3.
Son of a bitch!
You have any idea how far that cabin is?
[music Playing]
[Crowd Shouting]
[George Laughing]
George?
Hello, boys!
Well, these little men
finally caught up with the criminal of the century.
Looks like the chair for George Nelson.
George: Yup, gonna electrify me:
I'm going to go off like a Roman candle:
Ha ha ha!
20,000 volts
chasing a rabbit through yours truly.
George: Gol damn,
gonna suck all the poWer right out of the state:
Gonna shoot sparks out the top of my head
and lightning from my fingertips!
George: I'm George Nelson,
and I'm feeling 1 0 feet tall!
Looks like George is right back on top again.
Woman: Cow killer!
[Bell Tinkles]
[moos]
Well, at least you boys get to see
the ancestral manse--
The home where I spent so many a happy day
in the bosom of my family
refugin', if you will--
With a mighty oak tree out front
and a happy little tire sWing on it:
Where's the happy little tire swing?
Cooley: End of the road, boys:
No. Wait a minute.
man: Let's go, boys.
Cooley:It's had its tWists and turns:
Now it deposits you here.
Wait a minute.
Cooley: You have eluded fate,
and you have eluded me
for the last time.
Tie their hands, boys.
You can't do this, now.
Didn't know you'd be bringing a friend.
He'll just have to wait his turn,
share one of your graves:
You can't do this.
We just got pardoned by the governor hisself.
It went out on the radio.
Is that right?
[Growls]
Well, we ain't got a radio.
God have mercy.
@ You @
@ Got to go @
@ To that lonesome valley @
@ You @
@ Whoa @
@ Got @
It ain't fittin'.
It ain't the law.
The law?
Gravediggers: @ To go @
The law is a human institution.
@ Nobody else @
@ Can go there for you, though @
Perhaps you should start making your prayers.
Gravediggers: @ Whoa @
@ Got @
@ To go @
Oh, my God.
Everett?
Tommy, I'm sorry we got you into this.
Good Lord...
what do we do?
@ By @
@ Yourself @
@ Whoa @
Oh, Lord...
please look down and recognize
us poor sinners.
Please, Lord.
I just want to see my daughters again.
I've been separated from my family for so long.
I know I've been guilty of pride
and sharp dealing.
I'm sorry that I turned my back on you.
Everett:Forgive me:
We're helpless, Lord:
For the sake of my family:
For Tommy's sake.
For Delmar's and Pete's.
Let me see my daughters again, Lord.
Everett:Help us, please:
Gravediggers: @ You got to go @
@ To the lonesome valley @
@ Yes, sir @
@ You @
@ Got @
@ To go @
@ There @
@Hey @
@By @
@ Yourself @
@Nobody else @
@Nobody else can go for you @
@ You @
@ Go @
@ Got @
@ To go @
@ There @
@ Ohh @
@By @
@ Yourself @
@Mmm @
[Clinking]
[Gasps]
[Grunting]
Ahh. Ahh.
A miracle.
It was a miracle!
Delmar, don't be ignorant.
I told you they was flooding this valley.
No! That ain't it!
We prayed to God and he pitied us!
Well, it never fails.
Once again, you two hayseeds are showin'
how much you want for intellect.
There's a perfectly scientific explanation
for what just happened.
That ain't the tune you was singin'
back there at the gallows!
Well, any human being will cast about
in a moment of stress.
No, the fact is, they're flooding this valley
so they can hydroelectric up the whole durn state.
Yes, sir, the South is gonna change.
Everything's gonna be put on electricity
and run on a paying basis.
Out with the old spiritual mumbo jumbo,
the superstitions, and the backward ways.
We're gonna see a brave new world
where they run everybody a wire
and hook us all up to a grid.
Yes, sir, a veritable age of reason.
Like the one they had in France.
Not a moment too soon.
[Cow Bell Rings]
Not a moment too soon.
Hey, there's Tommy.
Everett: Tommy, What you ridin'there?
Unh! Whoa.
Roll-top desk.
Girls:@My latest sun is sinking fast @
@My race is nearly run @
''All's well that ends well,'' some poet said.
That's right, honey.
Don't mind telling you I'm awful pleased
my adventuring days have come to an end.
Time for this old boy to enjoy some repose.
That's good, honey.
You were right about that ring, too.
Any other wedding band wouldn't do.
This here was fore-ordained.
Fate was a-smilin' on me.
That's not my ring.
What? Not your ring?
That's one of aunt herlene's.
You said it was in the roll-top desk.
I said I thought it was in the roll-top desk.
No, you said--
Or under the mattress.
Or maybe in my chifforobe. I don't know.
Well, I'm sorry, honey.
We need that ring.
That ring is at the bottom of a pretty durn big lake.
Uh-uh.
A 9,000-hectare lake.
I don't care if it's 90,000. That lake was not my doing.
Of course not, honey--
I counted to 3, honey.
No, wait, honey.
Finding one little ring in the middle
of all that Water is one hell of a heroic task!
@ And gives me victory @
@ O, come, Angel band @
@ Come and @
@ Around me stand @
@ O, bear me away on your snow white wings @
@ To my immortal home @
@ O, bear me away on your snow white wings @
@ To my immortal home @@
@My latest sun is sinking fast @
@My race is nearly run @
@My strongest trials noWare past @
@My triumph has begun @
@ O, come @
@Angel band @
@ Come and @
@Around me stand @
@ O, bear me aWay on your snoW White Wings @
@ To my immortal home @
@ O, bear me aWay on your snoW White Wings @
@ To my immortal home @
@ O, bear my loving heart to him @
@ Who bled and died for me @
@ Whose blood noWcleanses from all sins @
@And gives me victory @
@ O, come @
@Angel band @
@ Come and @
@Around me stand @
@ O, bear me aWay on your snoW White Wings @
@ To my immortal home @
@ O, bear me aWay on your snoW White Wings @
@ To my immortal home @
@ There's a dark and a troubled side of life @
@ There's a bright and a sunny side, too @
@ Though We meet With darkness and strife @
@ The sunny side may also find you @
@Keep on the sunny side @
@AlWays on the sunny side @
@Keep on the sunny side of life @
@It Will help us every day @
@It Will brighten all the Way @
@If We'll keep on the sunny side of life @
@ The storm and its fury broke today @
@ Crushing hopes that We cherished so dear @
@ Clouds in time again Will pass aWay @
@And the sun Will shine again bright and clear @
@Keep on the sunny side @
@AlWays on the sunny side @
@Keep on the sunny side of life @
@It Will help us every day @
@It Will brighten all the Way @
@If you keep on the sunny side of life @
@Keep on the sunny side @
@AlWays on the sunny side @
@Keep on the sunny side of life @
@It Will help us every day @
@It Will brighten all the Way @
@If We'll keep on the sunny side of life @