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O Brother, Where Art Thou? (2000) Poster

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

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

Pomade Vendor: Nearest Ford automobile man'due south Bristol.

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

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

Ulysses Everett McGill: Well, I don't desire Fop, goddamn information technology! I'm a Dapper Dan man!

Pomade Vendor: Sentinel your language, young feller, this is a public market. Now if you want Dapper Dan, I can society it for yous, have it in a couple of weeks.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Tommy Johnson: I had to be up at that in that location crossroads last midnight, to sell my soul to the devil.

Ulysses Everett McGill: Well, ain't it a modest world, spiritually speaking. Pete and Delmar only been baptized and saved. I guess I'1000 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 y'all 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 up on in hither and sign these papers here and I'm a gonna y'all 10 dollars a piece.

Ulysses Everett McGill: Uh, okay sir. But Murt and Aloysius will accept to sign Xes every bit only iv of us tin write.

[kickoff lines]

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

Bullheaded Seer: You seek a nifty fortune, y'all three who are now in bondage. Y'all will find a fortune, though information technology will not be the i you seek. But first... first yous must travel a long and difficult road, a road fraught with peril. Mm-hmm. You shall meet thangs, wonderful to tell. Yous shall run across a... a moo-cow... on the roof of a cotton house, ha. And, oh, then many startlements. I cannot tell you how long this road shall exist, 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.

Pappy O'Daniel: And furthermore, past manner of endorsing my candidacy, the Soggy Bottom Boys are gonna lead u.s. all in a rousing chorus of "Y'all Are My Sunshine."

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

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

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

Pappy O'Daniel: Son... you're gonna become far.

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

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

Ulysses Everett McGill: Delmar, what are you talking virtually? 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'south been warshed away likewise. Neither God nor man'south got nothin' on me now. C'mon in boys, the water is fine.

Delmar O'Donnell: Treat some gopher?

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

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

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

Ulysses Everett McGill: Well, in that location 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 Johnson: Oh, no. No, sir. He'due south white, as white equally you folks, with empty eyes and a large hollow voice. He likes to travel around with a mean onetime hound. That'southward right.

Pete: The Preacher said it absolved usa.

Ulysses Everett McGill: For him, not for the police force. I'1000 surprised at you, Pete, I gave you credit for more brains than Delmar.

Delmar O'Donnell: But they was witnesses that seen u.s.a. redeemed.

Ulysses Everett McGill: That's not the issue Delmar. Even if that did put you square with the Lord, the State of Mississippi's a piddling more hard-nosed.

[laughs]

Ulysses Everett McGill: Baptism! You lot ii are simply dumber than a bag of hammers!

Ulysses Everett McGill: You can't display a toad in a fine eating house like this! Why, the proficient folks hither would go right off the feed!

Delmar O'Donnell: I simply don't think it'south right keeping him under wraps like nosotros's ashamed of him.

Ulysses Everett McGill: Well, if it is Pete, I am ashamed of him! Way I meet information technology, 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 character.

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

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

[boos]

Pappy O'Daniel: Well, I'm with you lot folks. I'm a forgive-and-forgettin' Christian, and I say, if their rambunctiousness, and misdemeanoring, is backside them...

[turns abroad 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 all the same 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 future would autumn into neatly into that category; its non 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'southward simply an ignorant onetime man?

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

French: How can I lay a hold 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 thing with a guitar accom... accomp...

Lund: Oh hither, here, hither, I call up 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 tape 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 find them boys and sign 'em to a big fatty contract. Hells Bells, Mr. Lund, if we don't the goddamned competition will.

Lund: Ohhhh mercy! Yes nosotros got to beat out that competition.

George Nelson: [afterwards Nelson has robbed the bank] Thank you folks! And remember, Jesus saves, but George Nelson withdraws!

[laughs]

George Nelson: Get fetch the auto voiture, Pete.

Woman In Bank: [whispering] Is that "Babyface" Nelson?

George Nelson: Who said that?

[pause]

George Nelson: What ignorant, depression downwards, slanderizin, son of a bowwow said that?

[goes up to woman]

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

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

George Nelson: [noticeably upset] George Nelson! Non "Babyface"! You lot remember, and y'all tell your friends! I'grand George Nelson! Born to raise hell!

[Nelson points his Tommy Gun towards the ceiling and fires information technology, and the banking company patrons bound]

[singing]

Ulysses Everett McGill: I am a man of constant sorrow, I've seen trouble all my days. I bid farewell to one-time Kentucky, the identify where I was built-in 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 pleasure here on Globe I've found. For in this world I'm leap to ramble, I have no friends to help me out.

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

Ulysses Everett McGill: Mayhap your friends retrieve I'yard merely a stranger, my face you never will see no more. Merely there is one promise that is given, I'll encounter y'all on God'due south golden shore.

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

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

Delmar O'Donnell: I'k gonna visit those foreclosing son-of-a-guns at the Indianola Savings & Loan, slap that money on the barrelhead and buy back the family unit farm. You ain't no kind of human being if you own't got land.

Ulysses Everett McGill: Pete'southward cousin turned u.s.a. in for the bounty.

Pete: The hell you say! Wash is kin!

Washington Hogwallop: Pitiful, Pete, I know nosotros're kin, merely they got this low on. I got to exercise for me and mine.

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

Pete: Well hell, it own't square 1! Ain't nobody gonna pick upward three filthy, unshaved hitch-hikers, and ane of them a know-it-all that can'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 like to address your general mental attitude of hopeless negativism. Consider the lilies of the goddamn field or... hell! Take at await at Delmar here equally your image of promise.

Delmar O'Donnell: Yeah, look at me.

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

Junior O'Daniel: We could hire our ain midget, even shorter than his.

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

Pappy O'Daniel: Milk shake a leg Junior! Give thanks God your mammy died givin' birth. If she'd have seen y'all, she'd accept 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 upwards by the root, before information technology chokes out the flower of our culture and heritage! And our women, permit'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 up descended from monkeys!

Ulysses Everett McGill: Mendacious, 2-faced she-adult female. Never trust a female Delmar, recollect that one simple axiom and your fourth dimension with me will not have been ill spent.

Delmar O'Donnell: Ok, Everett.

Ulysses Everett McGill: Hit by a train! Truth means nothing to a woman, Delmar. Triumph of the subjective. You ever been with a woman?

Delmar O'Donnell: Well, I... I... I gotta get the family farm back earlier I tin start thinking well-nigh that.

Ulysses Everett McGill: That'southward right, 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 task. Vernon'due south got prospects. He's bona fide. What are y'all?

Pete: Practice non seek the treasure!

Large Dan Teague: You don't say much my friend, merely when you do information technology's to the point, and I salute you for information technology.

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

Ulysses Everett McGill: Well, as before long equally we go ourselves cleaned up and we get a trivial smellum in our pilus, why, we're gonna feel 100% ameliorate near ourselves and about life in full general.

Pete: Crazy! No one'south ever gonna believe nosotros're a existent band.

Ulysses Everett McGill: No, it's gonna work. I just gotta go shut enough to talk to her. Takin' off with us has got more than futurity than marryin' a guy named Waldrip. I'm 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 railroad train?

Penny Wharvey McGill: Lots of respectable people have been hit by trains. Estimate Hobbie over in Cookville was striking by a train. What was I gonna tell them, that you got sent to the penal farm and I divorced y'all from shame?

Ulysses Everett McGill: Uh, I have your bespeak. Just information technology does put me in a damn awkward position, vis-a-vis my progeny.

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

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

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

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

[as Delmar runs out to be baptized]

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

Human with Bullhorn: All right, boys! It'due south the authorities! We got you surrounded! Simply come on out and grabbin' air! And don't try nothing fancy! Your sityeachin is purty about 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 now too? Is that how it is boys? The whole world, God almighty, and now you.

Delmar O'Donnell: Jacking up banks. I can see 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 speech durin' gustation. I notice information technology 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, but when yous do, it'southward to the point and I salute you for information technology!

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

Wharvey Gal: Just you ain't bona fide!

Large Dan Teague: Thank you boys for throwin' in that fricassee. I'm a homo of large appetite, and even with lunch nether my belt, I was feelin' a mite craving.

Ulysses Everett McGill: It'southward 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 you work for was still messing his drawers!

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

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

Homer Stokes: And I say to you that the great 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'due south a clear 'un: Pappy O'Daniel, slave a the Innarests; Homer Stokes, servant a the little man! Own't that right, little fella?

The Picayune Man: He ain't lyin'!

Ulysses Everett McGill: Yessir, the Southward is gonna change. Everything'due south gonna be put on electricity and run on a paying ground. Out with old spiritual mumbo-jumbo, the superstition and the backward means. Nosotros're gonna see a dauntless new earth where they run anybody a wire and hook us all upwardly to the filigree. Yessir, a veritable age of reason - like they had in France. And not a moment too presently...

Soggy Bottom Customer: Do yous have the Soggy Bottom Boys performing "Man of Constant Sorrow"?

Record Store Clerk: No ma'am. We got a new shipment in yesterday. Sorry, simply we just can't go on 'em on our shelves.

Pete: Since we been followin' your lead, we ain't got nothing but trouble.

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

Ulysses Everett McGill: The former tactician has got a plan. For the transportation that is, I don't know how I'm gonna go on my coiffure in order.

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

Ulysses Everett McGill: Sell that. I figure it can only take painful association for Wash.

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

Ulysses Everett McGill: It was in his bureau. I figure it'll fetch us enough greenbacks for a good used motorcar-voiture, and a picayune left over besides.

Delmar O'Donnell: Hey mister! I don't mean to be tellin' tales out of school, but there's a feller in there that'll pay y'all 10 dollars if you sing into his can.

Big Dan Teague: Bible sales. Now the trade is not a complicated i. There are simply two things to larn. Ane bein' where to observe a wholesaler - the Give-and-take of God in bulk as information technology were. 2, how to recognize your customer. Who are you lot dealin' with? It'south an exercise in psychology, then 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, behave me away on your snow white wings to my celestial habitation

Woolworths Customer: Who is that man?

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