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

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

Pomade Vendor: Nearest Ford auto homo's Bristol.

Ulysses Everett McGill: Hold 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 desire Fop, goddamn it! I'1000 a Dapper Dan man!

Pomade Vendor: Sentinel your language, young feller, this is a public marketplace. At present if you lot desire Dapper Dan, I can order information technology for yous, have information technology in a couple of weeks.

Ulysses Everett McGill: Well, own't this place a geographical oddity. Ii weeks from everywhere!

Pete: Wait a minute. Who elected y'all leader of this outfit?

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

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

Ulysses Everett McGill: Well I'm voting for yours truly also.

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

Delmar O'Donnell: Okay... I'one thousand with you fellas.

Tommy Johnson: I had to be upwards at that there crossroads concluding midnight, to sell my soul to the devil.

Ulysses Everett McGill: Well, ain't it a small world, spiritually speaking. Pete and Delmar just been baptized and saved. I guess I'm the only one that remains unaffiliated.

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

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

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

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

[start lines]

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

Blind Seer: You seek a great fortune, you lot three who are now in chains. You will detect a fortune, though information technology will non be the i you seek. Merely commencement... showtime you must travel a long and hard road, a route fraught with peril. Mm-hmm. Yous shall see thangs, wonderful to tell. You shall encounter a... a cow... on the roof of a cotton business firm, ha. And, oh, so many startlements. I cannot tell y'all how long this route shall be, but fear non the obstacles in your path, for fate has vouchsafed your advantage. Though the road may current of air, yea, your hearts grow weary, even so shall ye follow them, even unto your salvation.

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

[Adulation. Pappy turns abroad from the mike, towards Everett]

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

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

Pappy O'Daniel: Son... you're gonna make it.

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

Delmar O'Donnell: Well that's information technology, boys. I've been redeemed. The preacher's done warshed away all my sins and transgressions. It's the straight and narrow from here on out, and heaven everlasting'southward my reward.

Ulysses Everett McGill: Delmar, what are you talking well-nigh? Nosotros'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 you said you was innocent of those charges?

Delmar O'Donnell: Well I was lyin'. And the preacher says that that sin's been warshed away too. Neither God nor homo's got nothin' on me now. C'mon in boys, the h2o is fine.

Delmar O'Donnell: Care for some gopher?

Ulysses Everett McGill: No thanks, Delmar. A third of a gopher would simply agitate my appetite without beddin' 'er dorsum down.

Delmar O'Donnell: Oh, y'all can have the whole thing. Me and Pete already had one apiece. Nosotros ran across a whole... gopher village.

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

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

Tommy Johnson: Oh, no. No, sir. He's white, as white as you folks, with empty optics and a big hollow voice. He likes to travel effectually with a mean old hound. That'due south right.

Pete: The Preacher said it absolved u.s..

Ulysses Everett McGill: For him, not for the law. I'm surprised at you lot, Pete, I gave you credit for more brains than Delmar.

Delmar O'Donnell: Only they was witnesses that seen the states redeemed.

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

[laughs]

Ulysses Everett McGill: Baptism! Y'all 2 are just dumber than a pocketbook of hammers!

Ulysses Everett McGill: You tin can't display a toad in a fine restaurant like this! Why, the good folks hither would get right off the feed!

Delmar O'Donnell: I just don't call back it's correct keeping him under wraps like we'due south ashamed of him.

Ulysses Everett McGill: Well, if it is Pete, I am ashamed of him! 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'south obviously some kinda judgment on his graphic symbol.

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

Pappy O'Daniel: Sounded to me similar he was harboring a hateful grudge against the Soggy Bottom Boys on business relationship of their crude and rowdy past. Looks like Homer Stokes is the kind of young man who wants to cast the starting time rock.

[boos]

Pappy O'Daniel: Well, I'm with yous folks. I'm 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, yes sir, information technology is.

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

Delmar O'Donnell: Simply 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. At present, clearly seeing into the time to come would fall into neatly into that category; its non so surprising and so that an organism deprived of its earthly vision...

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

Ulysses Everett McGill: Well what the hell does he know, he's only an ignorant erstwhile human?

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

French: How can I lay a concur of them Soggy Bottom Boys?

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

French: They cut 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 abroad every bit Mobile.

Lund: Naw?

French: Whole damn state'due south goin' apey.

Lund: Well it was a powerful air.

French: Hot damn, we gotta find 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! Yeah we got to beat that competition.

George Nelson: [after Nelson has robbed the bank] Cheers folks! And remember, Jesus saves, just George Nelson withdraws!

[laughs]

George Nelson: Become fetch the auto voiture, Pete.

Adult female In Banking concern: [whispering] Is that "Babyface" Nelson?

George Nelson: Who said that?

[break]

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

[goes up to woman]

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

Delmar O'Donnell: She didn't mean nothin by information technology, George.

George Nelson: [noticeably upset] George Nelson! Not "Babyface"! You remember, and you tell your friends! I'm George Nelson! Born to enhance 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 good day to quondam Kentucky, the place where I was built-in and raised.

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

Ulysses Everett McGill: For six long years I've been in trouble, no pleasure here on Earth I've found. For in this globe I'm bound to ramble, I have no friends to assist me out.

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

Ulysses Everett McGill: Perchance your friends think I'chiliad just a stranger, my face up you never will meet no more. But there is one hope that is given, I'll meet you on God'southward aureate shore.

Delmar O'Donnell,Pete: He'll meet you lot on God'southward aureate shore.

Ulysses Everett McGill: Me an' the erstwhile lady are gonna pick upward 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 money on the barrelhead and buy back the family farm. Yous ain't no kind of man if you ain't got country.

Ulysses Everett McGill: Pete's cousin turned us in for the compensation.

Pete: The hell you say! Wash is kin!

Washington Hogwallop: Pitiful, Pete, I know we're kin, merely they got this depression on. I got to do for me and mine.

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

Pete: Well hell, information technology ain't square i! Ain't nobody gonna selection up 3 filthy, unshaved hitch-hikers, and one of them a know-information technology-all that can't go along his trap close.

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

Delmar O'Donnell: Yep, look at me.

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

Junior O'Daniel: Nosotros could rent our ain midget, even shorter than his.

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

Pappy O'Daniel: Shake a leg Junior! Give thanks God your mammy died givin' nativity. If she'd have seen you, she'd take died o' shame.

Homer Stokes: [as 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 by the root, before it chokes out the blossom of our culture and heritage! And our women, let's non forget those ladies, y'all. Looking to u.s. for protection! From darkies, from Jews, from papists, and from all those smart-donkey folks say nosotros come descended from monkeys!

Ulysses Everett McGill: Deceitful, two-faced she-woman. Never trust a female Delmar, retrieve that ane simple precept and your time with me will not accept been ill spent.

Delmar O'Donnell: Ok, Everett.

Ulysses Everett McGill: Hit by a train! Truth ways naught to a adult female, Delmar. Triumph of the subjective. Y'all ever been with a woman?

Delmar O'Donnell: Well, I... I... I gotta get the family unit farm dorsum before I tin can offset thinking well-nigh that.

Ulysses Everett McGill: That'due south correct, if then. Believe me Delmar, adult female is the most fiendish musical instrument of torture ever devised to bedevil the days of man.

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

Pete: Do not seek the treasure!

Big Dan Teague: You don't say much my friend, but when you do it'due south to the bespeak, and I salute y'all for it.

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

Ulysses Everett McGill: Well, as soon as we get ourselves cleaned upwardly and we become a footling smellum in our hair, why, we're gonna feel 100% improve about ourselves and well-nigh life in general.

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

Ulysses Everett McGill: No, it's gonna work. I just gotta get close plenty to talk to her. Takin' off with united states of america has got more time to come than marryin' a guy named Waldrip. I'thou Goddamned bona fide!

Delmar O'Donnell: Everett, my beard itches.

Ulysses Everett McGill: Why are you telling our gals that I was striking 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 farm and I divorced you from shame?

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

Siren,Siren,Siren: [singing] Go to sleep yous little baby / Get to slumber you little baby / You and me and the devil makes iii / Don't need no other lovin' baby // Go to slumber you piddling baby / Go to sleep you picayune baby / Come and lay your bones on the alabaster stones / And be my e'er lovin' babe // Go to sleep you lot trivial babe / Get to sleep you piffling baby / Your momma's gone abroad and your daddy's gone to stay / Didn't get out nobody but the babe // Go to sleep y'all lilliputian infant / Go to sleep you fiddling baby / Everybody'due south gone in the cotton and the corn / Didn't go out nobody only the baby // Yous're a sugariness little infant / Yous're a sweet trivial baby / Honey in the rock and the sugar don't cease / Gonna bring a bottle to the baby // Don't you weep pretty babe / Don't you lot weep pretty baby / She's long gone with the cerise shoes on / Gonna meet some other lovin' infant // Go to sleep you little babe / Become to sleep yous petty baby / You and me and the devil makes iii / Don't need no other lovin' baby // Go to slumber you lot fiddling baby / Go to sleep you little baby / You lot and me and the devil makes iii / Don't need no other lovin' baby // Become to sleep you petty baby / Go to sleep you little baby / Your momma's gone away and your daddy's gone to stay / Didn't get out nobody only the baby // Go to sleep you little baby / Get to sleep you little baby / Come and lay your basic on the alabaster stones / And be my ever lovin' baby

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

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

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

[as Delmar runs out to be baptized]

Pete: Well, I'll be a son of a bitch. Delmar's been saved!

Man with Bullhorn: All correct, boys! It'south the authorities! We got you surrounded! Just come up on out and grabbin' air! And don't effort nothing fancy! Your sityeachin is purty nigh hopeless!

[as a noose is flung over Pete]

Sheriff Cooley: Stairway to heaven. We shall all meet by and by.

Ulysses Everett McGill: So yous're against me at present too? Is that how information technology is boys? The whole earth, God omnipotent, and now you.

Delmar O'Donnell: Jacking upward banks. I can see how a fella'd derive a whole lot of pleasure and satisfaction out of information technology.

Big Dan Teague: Thank y'all for the conversational hiatus. I generally refrain from speech durin' gustation. I detect it grade and vulgar. Where were nosotros?

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

Large Dan Teague: Heh, y'all don't say much, friend, but when you practice, it's to the point and I salute you lot for information technology!

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

Wharvey Gal: But you ain't bona fide!

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

Ulysses Everett McGill: Information technology's our pleasure, Big Dan.

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

Pappy O'Daniel: Furthermore, in the 2nd Pappy O'Daniel administration, these boys is gonna be my *brain* trust.

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

Homer Stokes: And I say to you lot that the great state a Mississippi cannot afford four more years a Pappy O'Daniel - 4 more years a cronyism, nepotism, racialism and service to the Innarests! The pick, she's a articulate 'un: Pappy O'Daniel, slave a the Innarests; Homer Stokes, servant a the petty man! Ain't that right, piddling fella?

The Trivial Man: He ain't lyin'!

Ulysses Everett McGill: Yessir, the S is gonna change. Everything's gonna be put on electricity and run on a paying ground. Out with old spiritual mumbo-jumbo, the superstition and the backward ways. We're gonna see a dauntless new earth where they run anybody a wire and hook usa all up to the grid. Yessir, a veritable age of reason - like they had in France. And not a moment too soon...

Soggy Bottom Client: Do you have the Soggy Bottom Boys performing "Homo of Constant Sorrow"?

Record Store Clerk: No ma'am. We got a new shipment in yesterday. Deplorable, but we just tin can't keep 'em on our shelves.

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

Pete: My pa always said "Never trust a Hogwallop!"

Ulysses Everett McGill: The onetime tactician has got a plan. For the transportation that is, I don't know how I'chiliad gonna go on my crew in society.

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

Ulysses Everett McGill: Sell that. I figure information technology can just have painful association for Launder.

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

Ulysses Everett McGill: It was in his agency. I figure information technology'll fetch us plenty cash for a good used motorcar-voiture, and a little left over also.

Delmar O'Donnell: Hey mister! I don't mean to be tellin' tales out of schoolhouse, merely there's a feller in there that'll pay you ten dollars if you sing into his can.

Big Dan Teague: Bible sales. Now the trade is non a complicated 1. There are just ii things to learn. Ane bein' where to find a wholesaler - the Word of God in bulk as it were. Two, how to recognize your customer. Who are you dealin' with? It'south an do in psychology, so to speak.

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

[Terminal Lines]

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

Woolworths Customer: Who is that human being?

Penny Wharvey McGill: He's not my husband... Simply a drifter, I guess... Only some no-account drifter.

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