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[Birds chirping]

[Gun cocking]

[Simms]
THEM BOYS DIDN'T GET NO SPRAY
IN THAT FIELD LIKE I TOLD YOU.

[Guard]
THEY'LL GET TO IT
IN THE MORNING.

THEY BETTER,
OR THERE'LL BE SOME
SWEET CANS SWEATING.

A FELLOW SAID,
"WHAT THE HELL
ARE YOU BEATING

"ON THE BACK OF
THAT TRUCK FOR?"

HE SAYS, "WELL,
I GOT A 2-TON TRUCK,

"AND I GOT 4 TONS
OF CANARIES
IN THIS TRUCK

"AND I GOT TO KEEP
HALF OF THEM BLIND."

[Men laughing]

HOW'S THE WHISKEY
BUSINESS, GATOR?

YOU MAKE IT,
MR. SIMMS,
I'LL HAUL IT.

HEY BOY, YOU AIN'T
BEEN DRAG RACING MY
SEDAN AGAIN, HAVE YOU?

TELL YOU WHAT, CAP'.

KEEP ME WORKING
ON THAT CAR,

YOU'RE GONNA BLOW
EVERYBODY RIGHT OUT
OF THE TUB.

CAN I HAVE ONE
OF THOSE?

AH, BOY, YOU, UH,
BETTER GET A SHIRT ON.

YOU GOT A VISITOR
OVER AT THE OFFICE.

VISITOR?

YEAH, YOUR
COUSIN'S HERE.

HE'S KIND OF GOT
BAD NEWS FOR YOU.

[Hammering]

HELLO, LOUELLA.

IT AIN'T YOUR MAMA
OR YOUR DADDY, GATOR.

DONNY WAS KILLED.

I DROVE UP 'CAUSE
I KNEW YOU'D WANT
TO KNOW.

YOUR MAMA DIDN'T
WANT TO COME.

SHE SENDS HER
LOVE, GATOR.

AW, SHOOT,
THERE'S NO WAY TO
MAKE IT ANY BETTER.

DONNY WAS KILLED...

DOWN IN BOGAN COUNTY.

WHO KILLED HIM,
LOUELLA?

[Crying]

THEY'RE NOT SURE.

THEY FOUND HIM
IN THE LAKE.

THERE WAS ANOTHER KID
FROM SCHOOL WITH HIM.

WHAT THE HELL
ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?
DONNY DIDN'T RUN LIQUOR.

I DON'T KNOW WHAT
THE HELL YOU'RE
TALKING ABOUT.

YOUR DADDY THINKS
IT WAS ON ACCOUNT
OF THE SHERIFF.

SHERIFF?

HE THINKS IT WAS
ON ACCOUNT OF...

THE KIDS HE
HUNG OUT WITH.

ALL THEM PROTESTERS.

ALL THEM DAMN HIPPIES.

GATOR! HOW LONG
YOU GONNA SIT
THERE, BOY?

5 DAYS, AND MR. SIMMS
SAID YOU GO

AND GET YOURSELF
ON OVER TO THE SHOP.

MR. SIMMS DONE GIVE YOU
EVERY BREAK THERE IS,

AND ALL YOU OLEANDER
COUNTY SON OF A GUNS
THINK YOU GOT TO DO

IS JUST MAKE
MOONSHINE LIQUOR

AND DON'T GIVE A DAMN
ABOUT NOTHING OR NOBODY.

YOU GONNA BE
CHOPPING COTTON, BOY.

[Dogs barking]

GATOR, WHERE
IN THE HELL DO YOU
THINK YOU'RE GOING?

WELL, LOOKS LIKE YOU'RE GONNA
DIG ME A DITCH ALL THE WAY
TO MEMPHIS, GATOR.

[Grunting]

YOU KNOW, YOU DID
YOUR TIME PRETTY
GOOD UP TO HERE.

YOU ONLY GOT ONE
MORE YEAR TO GO.

2 WAYS YOU CAN DO
IT, HARD OR EASY.

BILL, GET THEM BOYS
STARTED ABOUT 50 YARDS
ON UP THE FIELD.

ALL RIGHT,
MOVE IT OUT.

PUT DOWN
THAT SHOVEL.

NOW, YOU LISTEN
TO ME, BOY.

AIN'T NOTHING
YOU CAN DO, I CAN DO,
OR ANYBODY ELSE CAN DO.

YOUR BROTHER'S DEAD,
AND YOU AIN'T GOING
HOME FOR ANOTHER YEAR.

WELL, YOU CAN
DO YOUR TIME EASY.
THAT'S ALL I'M SAYING.

I'VE SEEN A HELL
OF A LOT OF OLD
BOYS COME AND GO.

CAPTAIN?

FEDERAL LAW GOT ME
IN HERE, DIDN'T IT?

WHAT'D YOU SAY?

I SAID THE FEDERAL
LAW GOT ME IN
HERE, DIDN'T IT?

YOU RECKON IT
CAN GET ME OUT?

WHAT ARE YOU
DRIVING AT?

SHERIFF OVER IN BOGAN
COUNTY, WHAT'S HIS NAME?

WHO, J.C. CONNORS?

YOU KNOW HE'S TAKING MONEY
FROM THE WHISKEY BUSINESS,
DON'T YOU?

I'LL GET EVIDENCE
AGAINST HIM.

J.C.?

BOY, HE RUN
BOGAN COUNTY.

YEAH...

BUT I'LL NAIL
HIS ASS.

UH, TELL THEM TO LET
THOSE REPORTS GO FOR
NOW, AND WAIT OUTSIDE.

OK.

GATOR, THIS IS
MR. CANTRELL.

MR. CANTRELL,

IT'S YOUR WINGDING.

SIT DOWN,
MR. MCKLUSKY.

MR. SIMMS TELLS US
YOU WANT TO, UH,

COOPERATE WITH THE
FEDERAL DEPARTMENT.
IS THAT CORRECT?

YEP.

LET'S SEE,
12 MONTHS REMAINING
IN YOUR SENTENCE.

2ND OFFENSE, MAKING
AND TRANSPORTING
UNTAXED WHISKEY.

AS YOU UNDERSTAND--

3RD.

I BEG YOUR PARDON?

3RD OFFENSE.

FIRST TIME I WAS...

13.

YEAH.

AS YOU UNDERSTAND,
IF INFORMATION

RELATED TO FEDERAL
INCOME TAX EVASION

OR UNPAID LIQUOR TAX
CAN BE OBTAINED,

IT'S WITHIN THE POLICY
OF THE GOVERNMENT

TO COOPERATE WITH
STATE PRISON OFFICIALS.

WE HAVE A FILE ON THE
BOGAN COUNTY SHERIFF.

HE'S A DAMN
TOUGH COOKIE.

HE'S GOT SEVERAL UNSOLVED
HOMICIDES GOING FOR HIM,

AS WELL AS OTHER CIRCUMSTANCES.

BUT OUR JURISDICTION
IS ONLY THE MANUFACTURE
OF UNTAXED ILLEGAL WHISKEY.

MR. MCKLUSKY, IF YOU HAUL
FROM AN ILLEGAL STILL,
THAT'S DIRECT EVIDENCE.

IF YOU SEE
WHO RECEIVES MONEY,
THAT'S DIRECT EVIDENCE.

IF YOU CAN TESTIFY IN
COURT AS TO MONEY PAID

TO THE SHERIFF'S DEPARTMENT,
THAT'S DIRECT EVIDENCE.

IF YOU CAN DETERMINE
THE ACTUAL LOCATION

OF ILLEGAL UNREPORTED INCOME,

THAT IS A FEDERAL CASE.
DO YOU UNDERSTAND?

[Treasury Man]
WELL, GONNA MISS
IT, MCKLUSKY?

OH, GOSH, YES,
I'M GONNA MISS ALL
THAT GOOD COOKING.

ALL RIGHT,
PAY ATTENTION.

NOW THIS IS DUDE WATSON.

HE'S YOUR CONTACT MAN
IN BOGAN COUNTY.

RIGHT NOW, YOU CAN FIND
HIM DRIVING DOWN AT
THE BENTON SPEEDWAY.

HERE, READ THIS FILE.

ALL OF IT.

MMM.

[Horse neighing]

BYE, BOYS.
HAVE A GOOD TIME.

MCKLUSKY?

YEAH.

OVER HERE.

[Man]
THERE IT IS.
TAKE A LOOK AT IT.

THIS IS THE CAR
YOU'LL DO YOUR
WHISKEY RUNNING IN.

WHO TUNED IT?

YOU LIKE IT?

UH-HUH.

DOGGONE, WOULD YOU
LOOK AT THAT MOTOR!

THE GUY WHO DID IT
IS ONE OF OUR BOYS.

HE USED TO DO
A LITTLE RUNNING.

NOW, WATSON
OPERATES A GARAGE.

WE'VE GOT HIM
ON FEDERAL
PROBATION, SO--

429, DUAL CARBURETOR--

WE'VE GOT HIM ON
FEDERAL PROBATION,
THEREFORE, HE'LL HELP YOU.

IS THAT IT?

GOOD LUCK.

SEE YOU, FELLOW.

YEP.

KEEP THAT THING
BETWEEN THE DITCHES.

[Engine revving]

[Tires squealing]

♪[Music playing]

[Police siren blaring]

[Tires screeching]

[Tires screeching]

[Tires screeching]

GATOR.

GATOR.

GATOR.

GATOR MCKLUSKY,
SHERRY LYNN.

SHERRY LYNN, HOW
ARE YOU, DARLING?

ALL RIGHT.

HI, THERE.

I KNOW YOU, TOO.
WHAT'S YOUR NAME?

I'M BECKY JO'S
LITTLE SISTER.

THE LAST TIME I SAW YOU,
YOU WERE FLAT CHESTED.

[Laughing]

THIS IS KIP.

HI, KIP.

GATOR, THAT'S
A FUNNY NAME.

KIP'S A FUNNY NAME, TOO.

HERE'S ONE
FOR THE KIPPER.

WHERE'VE
YOU BEEN?

HUH?

I'VE BEEN
SAVING MYSELF.

FOR WHAT?

ALL RIGHT!
ALL RIGHT!

GATOR WHAT?

GATOR ANYTHING
YOU LIKE, DARLING.

KIP, I'M TRYING
TO TALK TO GATOR.

I JUST WANT TO KNOW
THE FELLA'S NAME.

GET ME EXCITED,
I'LL EAT YOU UP.

YOU GOING TO SEE
YOUR MAMA AND PAPA NOW?

YEAH.

RIGHT NOW?UH-HUH.

[Inaudible]

GATOR!

HELLO, PAPA.

HELLO, MAMA.

I WOULD HAVE
WRITTEN MORE,
MAMA, BUT...

I DIDN'T KNOW
WHAT TO SAY.

THAT'S WHAT
DONNY USED TO SAY.

WHAT DO YOU
THINK YOU MIGHT
DO NOW, SON?

WHAT HAPPENED
TO DONNY?

NOW, DON'T YOU GO
HAULING NO MORE LIQUOR.

I AIN'T.

YOU THINK YOU MIGHT
GET A JOB AT REXVILLE?

WHAT HAPPENED
TO DONNY, MAMA?

WE DON'T KNOW.

I DON'T WANT NOTHING
TO HAPPEN TO YOU, BOBBY.

IT WON'T. I HAD IT.

I JUST CAN'T
STAND IT NO MORE.

TELL HER IT'LL
BE ALL RIGHT.

WHATEVER YOU GOT IN
YOUR HEAD, I WANT
YOU TO GET IT OUT!

IT'LL BE ALL RIGHT!

SETTLE YOURSELF DOWN.

[Crying]
NO, NO, NO.

THAT'S WHAT DONNY
SAID AND HE...

NOW, HUSH!

LOOK, THERE'S NO
CALL FOR THAT! NOW,
QUIT IT! QUIT IT!

COME ON, NOW,
GATOR'S HOME.

HE HAD SUPPER WITH US.

WE'RE SITTING OUT
HERE ON THE PORCH,
LIKE WE ALWAYS DID.

I DON'T RIGHTLY KNOW
WHAT HAPPENED TO
YOUR BROTHER, SON.

I DON'T UNDERSTAND IT.
HE WASN'T MIXED UP
IN THE LAW NO WAY.

YOU KNOW WHAT
THEY SAY COLLEGE
KIDS DO THESE DAYS.

IT'S ALL RIGHT.

YOU'RE HOME NOW.
WE'LL GET IN THAT CROP.

WHEN ARE YOU LEAVING?

MORNING.

WHERE'RE YOU GOING, SON?

WHERE YOU GOING?

BOGAN COUNTY.

NOW, YOU LISTEN
TO YOUR DADDY.

STAY AWAY FROM THERE,
LET THE DEAD LIE.

DON'T GET US MIXED UP
IN ANY MORE TROUBLE.

YOU KNOW HOW I GOT OUT
OF PRISON, DADDY?

THE LAW. THE LAW
LET ME OUT.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN, SON?

THAT SHERIFF UP
IN BOGAN COUNTY.

HE OWNS BOGAN COUNTY.

WE AIN'T GONNA GET HIM
FOR KILLING DONNY.

THE ONLY WAY WE'RE GONNA
GET THAT SHERIFF...

IS TAKING
WHISKEY MONEY.

ARE YOU GOING FOR
THE FEDERAL LAWS?

ARE YOU TAKING DOWN
NAMES OF LIQUOR PEOPLE
AND TURNING THEM IN?

I'M JUST GONNA GET
THAT SHERIFF, PAPA.

YOU'RE TAKING DOWN
NAMES OF LIQUOR--

I'M GONNA GET
THAT SHERIFF.

IT'S A BAD THING, BOBBY.

[Commentator speaking]

HOWDY!

SAY, HOW ARE YOU?

YOU DUDE WATSON?

YES, THAT'S WHAT
THEY CALL ME.

I HEAR YOU'RE A
HELL OF A MECHANIC.

OH, YEAH?

SHOOT. YEAH?
I DON'T KNOW.

YOU WANT TO, UH,

YOU WANT TO TUNE UP
MY OLD IRON HERE?

WHAT, TODAY?

NO WAY.

YOU GOT A BIG RACE
TODAY, HAVE YOU?

YOU KNOW IT.

CAN I HAVE A
LITTLE TAP OF THAT?

WHAT'S THAT?

THAT'S MOON,
AIN'T IT, PARD?

IS THAT WHAT THAT IS?

SHOOT, I WAS WONDERING.
SOME OLD BOY COME BY
ABOUT AN HOUR AGO.

JUST LEFT IT THERE.
OH, HELL, IT'S YOURS.

I DON'T KNOW WHAT
THE HELL TO DO WITH IT.

[Laughing]

DO YOU THINK
I'M THE FUZZ?

I DON'T KNOW
WHAT YOU ARE.

GOD!

[Laughs]

THAT SHOT'LL
BLIND YOU, BOY.

MY NAME'S GATOR MCKLUSKY.

YOU KNOW WHY I'M
HERE, DON'T YOU?

I SAID, YOU KNOW WHY
I'M HERE, DON'T YOU?

LAST YEAR YOU
MADE $18,000.

WORKING ON CARS AND
RUNNING MOONSHINE WHISKEY
TO YOUR NEIGHBORS.

EXCEPT YOU NEGLECTED TO PAY
UNCLE SAM, UH, THE TAXES.

HE'S PISSED OFF
ABOUT THAT.

OH, MAN, IS HE
PISSED OFF ABOUT THAT.

[Commentator]
WARM YOUR CARS UP AND
GET THEM READY TO GO

AND GET USED
TO THE TRACK.

[Engine starting]

[Engine revving]

SO, UH, I'M GONNA
HELP YOU MAKE SOME
DELIVERIES, SEE?

TAKE DOWN A FEW NAMES.
YOU GOT THAT?

IS THAT RIGHT?

YEAH.

TELL ME SOMETHING,
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO
MESS WITH AN OLD BOY

WHO'S JUST TRYING
TO MAKE A LIVING
OUT OF WHITE LIQUOR?

I'M ONLY GONNA NAIL
ONE GUY'S HIDE.

J.C. CONNORS.

[Laughing]

J.C. CONNORS? SHOOT!

[Engine revving]

YOU MIGHT AS
WELL TRY OLD--

SWIM OVER TO CHINA
AND GET OLD MAO
ZEDONG. BYE-BYE.

[Maggie]
YOU'RE THIRSTY.

[Man]
BUT YOU'VE GOT THE BEST
SHINE IN TOWN, MAGGIE.

OH, GO ON!

HERE, YOU
FILL IT UP.

DID YOU HEAR
ABOUT JAY?

HE GOT SO BOMBED
OFF THIS STUFF
THE OTHER NIGHT,

HE PUT THE CHICKEN
MASH IN THOSE EGGS.

[Both laughing]

AND YOU KNOW THEY
WEREN'T ANY GOOD.
THEY CAME OUT FRIED.

GIVE ME YOUR MONEY.

HERE'S 5 HOT ONES.

BETTER NOT BE HOT.

NOT ANY HOTTER THAN
WHAT'S HOLDING THEM.

YOU BEHAVE YOURSELF,
DO YOU HEAR?

SEE YOU NEXT
WEEK, MAGGIE.

BYE, SUGAR.

[People chattering]

[Birds chirping]

[Gun firing]

[Maggie]
JEREMIAH, ARE YOU
PLAYING WITH THAT GUN?

OPEN THAT DOOR.
DAMN IT!

THAT WAS A DUMB
THING TO DO.

WHAT'S GOING
ON OUT HERE?

GO ON BACK IN THE
HOUSE, DAMN IT!

SHARON ANNE,
WHAT ARE YOU
DOING OUT HERE?

I TOLD YOU TO GO
OVER THERE AND PLAY
IN THE LINK'S YARD.

GIVE ME BACK
MY GUN, MAN!

THAT'S MY GUN!
GIVE IT BACK TO ME!

DON'T EVER TAKE A MAN'S
GUN! WHAT THE HELL'S
THE MATTER WITH YOU?

LOOK WHAT YOU DID
TO THE STOCK.

AND LOOK AT THAT!

WHO THE HELL'S GONNA
FIX MY CEILING, YOU?

WILL YOU JUST
CALM DOWN?

CALM DOWN.
DON'T TELL ME
TO CALM DOWN!

AIN'T NO DAMN
FEDERAL STOOL PIGEON
JACKASS GONNA--

DON'T CALL ME THAT.

WHAT THE HELL
ARE YOU IF YOU AIN'T
A DAMN STOOL PIGEON?

THAT'S WHAT YOU
ARE-- UGH!

[People chattering]

[Groaning]

TAKE A BITE OF THIS,
IT'LL MAKE YOU FEEL
BETTER, HUH?

GET THE HELL
AWAY FROM ME, MAN!

YOU KNOW THEM 2 COLLEGE
BOYS THAT DROWNED
OUT IN THE LAKE?

[Groaning]

YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO
HIT ME IN THE GUT, MAN.

ONE OF THEM BOYS
WAS MY BROTHER.

OH, I'M SICK!

I SAID, ONE OF THEM
KIDS WAS MY BROTHER!

AND I SAID,
YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO
HIT ME IN THE GUT!

DAMN IT, NO SHERIFF
IS GONNA KILL ANY
BROTHER OF MINE!

WELL, GO HIT HIM
IN THE GUT, NOT ME!

YOU DIDN'T EVEN
KNOW HIM.

KNOW HIM?

GOD, I KNOWED HIM
SINCE I WAS A KID. HE'S
BEEN THE SHERIFF HERE.

I AIN'T TALKING
ABOUT THE SHERIFF.

I'M TALKING ABOUT
MY BROTHER!

[Car honking]

[Henry]
HEY, MAGGIE!

HENRY, WHY DON'T YOU
JUST BRING IT OUT
IN BROAD DAYLIGHT?

I TOLD YOU I WANT
ONE GALLON IN THERE
AND THE REST OUTSIDE.

OH, THEM FEDS
AIN'T COMING TO
GET YOU, HONEY.

UNLESS THEY WANT
TO RECKON WITH ME.

WHO THE HELL'S THAT?

WHO'S HE HAUL FOR?

YOU BETTER START
ANSWERING MY QUESTIONS.

HEY, I DON'T HAVE
TO TELL YOU A DAMN
THING, FRIEND.

I'M ON PROBATION.

YOU BROKE PROBATION.

AND YOU KNOW IT
AND I KNOW IT.
AND SO DO THEY.

IF YOU DON'T START
ANSWERING MY QUESTIONS,
DAMN IT, DUDE,

THEY'RE GONNA
SEND YOU BACK TO
PRISON FOR 5 YEARS.

YOU WON'T SEE YOUR KIDS
OR YOUR WIFE NO MORE.

YOU'D BETTER START
ANSWERING MY QUESTIONS.

OH, LOOK IT, MAN...

I AIN'T GOT NO DAMN
LOVE FOR J.C. CONNORS.

BUT I CAN'T HELP YOU.
EVEN IF I COULD, IT
WOULDN'T DO YOU ANY GOOD.

NOW, IF I GOT YOU IN
TO RUN LIQUOR, MAKE LIQUOR,
OR ANY OTHER DAMN THING,

WHAT GOOD
IS IT TO YOU?

FOR GETTING COURT PROOF,
LEGAL STUFF LIKE THAT,

YOU AIN'T GONNA
MAKE IT.

I PAY J.C. CONNORS,
SURE. EVERYBODY DOES.

BUT IT'S CASH MONEY, MAN.
IT'S IN A PAPER SACK.

THERE AIN'T NO CHECKS!

AND THEM TAX BOYS
PUT ME ON A STAND IN
FRONT OF A DAMN JURY,

I'M GONNA LIE!
I'M GONNA HAVE TO.

5 YEARS IN THE FEDERAL
PEN IS NO PICNIC,

BUT J.C. CONNORS
CAN PUT ME UNDER.

YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT
I'M SAYING TO YOU?

YOU GO ON AND GET
THAT SHERIFF, MAN.

[Sighs]

YOU'RE GONNA
HAVE TO KILL HIM.

[Henry]
YOU WANT ME TO PUT
THAT ON YOUR TAB?

[Maggie]
YEAH, IF YOU STILL
TRUST ME.

TRUST YOU?

[Laughs]

NO WAY!

AIN'T THIS SOME
BEAUTIFUL MESS?

5 YEARS IN THE PEN,
ONE WAY, AND J.C.
CONNORS, THE OTHER.

YOU GOT TO
HELP ME, DUDE.

YOU GOT TO HELP ME.

A COURTHOUSE
RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE
OF THE CITY SQUARE.

I LIKE THAT.
YOU DON'T HARDLY
SEE THAT ANYMORE.

THAT IS THE
COURTHOUSE, ISN'T IT?

NO, IT'S A POOL HALL.
THE COURTHOUSE IS ACROSS
THE STREET OVER HERE.

[Laughs]

LEGALIZE THAT SHIT,
IT'S GONNA RUIN
MOONSHINE LIQUOR FOREVER.

THEM LONG-HAIRED
HIPPIE FREAKS,
POT-SMOKING--

HEY! UH!

WHAT SAY, SIS?

OH, HEY, DUDE.

HEY, WHAT SAY,
RAY? T.R.?

[T.R.]
HI, DUDE.

[Ray]
HELLO, DUDE.

OLD DIRTY DUDE'S
BACK IN TOWN.

[Dude]
HOW YOU BOYS DOING?

PRETTY GOOD.
HOW ARE YOU?

HEY, RAY, YOU NEED ANYBODY
TO DO SOME RUNNING FOR YOU?

NOT RIGHT NOW.

HEY, OLD ROY'S
OUT BACK LOADING.

HE MIGHT NEED SOMEBODY
TO RUN BLOCKER FOR HIM.

OH, YEAH?

YEAH.

NOW, TAKE ITEASY.

HEY, ROY.

WHAT SAY,
DUDE?

[Roy laughs]

HOW YOU DOING?
HOW'S THAT OLD
RACECAR RUN?

BETTER THAN YOURS.
HEY, I WANT YOU
TO MEET SOMEBODY.

GATOR MCKLUSKY,
THIS IS ROY BOONE.

HOW YOU DOING?

HI, ROY.

GATOR, HUH?

IT'S A MIGHTY
FUNNY NAME.

[Laughs]

REBEL ROY!

KNEW AN OLD
BOY BACK HOME WITH
"REBEL ROY" ON HIS CAR.

IS THAT RIGHT?

HE WAS A
DRIVING FOOL.

RUN OLD JUNIOR JOHNSON
RIGHT OFF THE ROAD ONE TIME.

BULL!

AIN'T NOBODY EVER RUN
OLD JUNIOR JOHNSON
OFF THE ROAD, BOY.

WANT TO SHOOT
SOME POOL, ROY?

NO, DUDE, I GOT
TO GET OUTSIDE.
I GOT SUGAR PUDDING

WAITING OUT THERE
IN THAT HOT OVEN.

YEAH. HAD "REBEL ROY"
ON THE SIDE OF HIS CAR.

HE WAS A HELL OF
A FOOTBALL PLAYER. HIS
NAME WAS EVERETT BOOKMAN.

EVERY TIME HE WON
A RACE, HE'D YELL
OUT THE REBEL YELL.

[Yells]

[Laughs]

RACK THEM UP,
WILL YOU?

HEY, DUDE, UH...

COME ON OUTSIDE AND SAY
HELLO TO SUGAR PUDDING.
SHE'LL BE GLAD TO SEE YOU.

I'D KIND OF LIKE TO SAY
HELLO TO HER MYSELF.

REBEL ROY, HUH?

UH-HUH.

[Dude]
HEY, ROY, I UNDERSTAND
YOU NEED SOMEBODY

TO RUN
THE BLOCKER FOR YOU.

NO, I DON'T NEED
NOBODY RIGHT NOW, DUDE.

GATOR'S A HELL
OF A DRIVER.

YEAH, I KNOW.
REBEL ROY, HUH?

REBEL ROY, YEAH,
YEAH. HE TAUGHT ME
EVERYTHING I KNOW.

THAT'S WHY
I'M SO GOOD!

[Guffaws]

HEY, YOU WOULDN'T
KID ME NOW, WOULD YOU?

UH-UH.

HEY, SUGAR PUDDING.

HEY.

THIS HERE'S
GATOR MCKLUSKY.

HI. GATOR?

ROY, COME HERE.

COME HERE, I WANT TO
SHOW YOU SOMETHING.

I'LL BE RIGHT BACK,
SUGAR PUDDING.

REBEL ROY, HUH?

YEAH, REBEL ROY.

GOOD-LOOKING RASCAL.
REMINDS ME A LOT OF YOU.

[Both laughing]

HAD A REBEL FLAG RIGHT
ON THE HOOD, LIKE YOU GOT.
PAINTED RIGHT DOWN THE HOOD.

DOGGONE, THAT JOE,
HE COULD DRIVE!

[Both laughing]

IF YOU WANT TO
LOOK AT SOMETHING,
LOOK AT THAT.

[Whistles]

WOW.

YOU GOT YOURSELF
SOME MOTOR THERE, BOY.

YOU SURE YOU DON'T
NEED A BLOCKER, ROY?

WELL, I DON'T
KNOW, DUDE.

[Laughs]

I MIGHT.

I JUST MIGHT.

I SURE WILL
THINK ABOUT IT.

[People chattering]

THERE'S YOUR FRIEND.

J.C. CONNORS?

THAT'S HIM.

I WANT TO TALK TO HIM.

GO TALK TO HIM.
I AIN'T BOTHERED.

I WANT YOU TO
COME WITH ME.

COME WITH YOU,
ARE YOU CRAZY?

I'LL WAIT RIGHT
HERE IN THE CAR.

[Tires squealing]

WHAT'S WITH YOU, MAN?

YOU'RE GONNA KILL US!
COME ON, MAN, DON'T
ACT SO DAMN CRAZY!

[Brakes screeching]

WHAT'S THE HURRY, DUDE?

WE'RE IN NO HURRY, SHERIFF.

HOT THOUGH, AIN'T IT?

YEAH, IT'S HOT.

[Engine revving]

JUST DON'T MAKE
IT ANY HOTTER
THAN IT IS, NOW.

I WON'T.

[Engine revs powerfully]

I'LL HAVE SOMETHING
FOR YOU ON FRIDAY,
MR. CONNORS.

I'LL BET THIS MACHINE
WILL OUTRUN ABOUT
ANYTHING, WOULDN'T IT?

YEAH.

MOTORCYCLE, UH,

STATE POLICE CAR,

JUST ABOUT ANYTHING
ON THE ROAD.

IT'S A HOT CAR.

IT'S TUNED UP FINE, HUH?

ONLY 2 THINGS IN THE
WORLD I'M SCARED OF.

ONLY SCARED OF 2 THINGS?

WHAT'S THAT?

WOMEN AND THE POLICE.

WOMEN AND THE POLICE.

YOU SPEND ALL YOUR
TIME TRYING TO HUMP
THEM BOTH, DON'T YOU?

YEAH.

[Both laughing]

YOU TAKE IT EASY
IN THIS MACHINE IN
THIS COUNTY, NOW.

[Dude]
OH, YEAH. WE'LL TAKE
IT EASY, MR. CONNORS.

I KNOW YOU WILL.

[Connors]
WOMEN AND THE POLICE.

BOY, THAT WAS CUTE.

I MEAN, THAT WAS CUTE.

[Tires screeching]

READY?

I WAS BORN READY.

WELL, WE'LL TAKE
STATE 102,

AND GO ON PAST
THE LUMBER YARD.

THINK YOU CAN HANDLE
THAT BIG MACHINE,
ALL RIGHT?

GET ON WITH IT.

[Laughs]

YOU JUST KEEP YOUR
EYES ON THE ROAD

AND YOUR FOOT
ON THE PEDAL.

[Tires screeching]

ALL RIGHT, HARVEY,
WHAT'S THAT MEAN?

ALL RIGHT, J.C.
THAT MEANS...

BEN FAIRFIELD SAYS
THAT COUNTY RECORDS
MAY BE PLACED UNDER--

THANK YOU FOR TAKING
CARE OF THAT MATTER
I TOLD YOU ABOUT.

THAT'S MY PLEASURE,
JUDGE TENNEY.

HE SAYS WHAT?

HE SAYS THAT THE COUNTY
RECORDS MAY BE PLACED

IN INVESTIGATIVE CUSTODY
BY THE STATE BUREAU

OF FISCAL REVIEW,
IN WHICH CASE

PRIOR INVESTIGATIVE
FUNCTION MAY BE RETAINED

BY STATE OR
LOCAL AUTHORITIES

OVER FEDERAL JURISDICTION.

YEAH, BOGAN COUNTY'S
STILL BOGAN COUNTY.

THAT'S WHAT
I'M TRYING TO TELL YOU,
J.C. IT'S NOT THE SAME.

IT CAN'T BE
THE SAME!

HARVEY, THAT'S A
BUNCH OF STUFF.

BEN FAIRFIELD
PLAYED FOOTBALL WITH
HOWIE DUNCAN AND ME.

HE PUTS HIS
PANTS ON--

STILL COMING OVER TO
THE HOUSE FOR DINNER?

FRIED CHICKEN.YEAH.

LISTEN, BENJAMIN FAIRFIELD
IS NOW A U.S. SENATOR,

AND I'M DOWN HERE
IN BOGAN COUNTY

DOING THE SAME THING
HIS DADDY DID WHEN
HE WAS SHERIFF HERE.

I HAD MYSELF ONE OF
THEM CELLS DOWNSTAIRS

'CAUSE I BURNED
DOWN THE OUTHOUSE
ON THE 4TH OF JULY.

THAT WAS 25 YEARS AGO, J.C.
FEDERAL LAW AND STATE LAW
IS NOT WHAT IT WAS.

DAMN IT, HARV--

EXCUSE ME,
MISS MARTHA.

YOU DON'T BELIEVE
EVERYTHING YOU HEAR,
ANYWAY, DO YOU?

NO, SIR,
NOT WORKING
AROUND HERE.

NOW LOOK, J.C., LET
ME EXPLAIN IT TO YOU
ONE MORE TIME.

FEDERAL LAW AND STATE LAW
IS NOT WHAT IT WAS 25--

HARVEY! YOU KNOW,
YOU NEED A HAIRCUT.

NOW, WHAT'S IT
THE BUSINESS

OF ANY INCOME TAX
FEDERAL REVENUER,
ANYWAY?

IF POT WILLOUGHBY,
ANY OTHER OLD MOONSHINER,

WANTS TO COME
IN THIS OFFICE,

PUT DOWN HIS PAPER
SACK FULL OF MONEY,

LIKE HE'S BEEN
DOING FOR YEARS,

AND I TAKE THAT MONEY
AND I SPREAD IT AROUND

AMONG 25 MEN IN
MY DEPARTMENT

WHO DO NOT MAKE ENOUGH
OFF THE TAXPAYER TO BUY
THEIR WIVES A WASHER

AND A DRYER MACHINE
AND ALL THEM THINGS

THAT EVERY AMERICAN FAMILY'S
SUPPOSED TO HAVE.

NOW, YOU TELL ME,
HARVEY, YOU TELL ME.

IS IT BETTER IF A
MAN PAYS $7 A 5TH

FOR GOVERNMENT
DRINKING LIQUOR
IN A DRY COUNTY,

OR 6 BITS A PINT
FOR SHINE?

DON'T ARGUE
WITH ME, J.C.

I'M WITH YOU.
HELL, EVERYBODY IN
THE DEPARTMENT IS.

BUT YOU GOT TO
PULL IN YOUR HORNS.

BULL, BULL.

NOW, YOU LISTEN TO ME.
IF BEN FAIRFIELD

SAYS THAT WASHINGTON'S
SENDING A MAN

DOWN HERE SNOOPING
AROUND, HE KNOWS WHAT
HE'S TALKING ABOUT.

AND MAYBE HE'S
ALREADY HERE.

[Patrolman #1]
IF THAT AIN'T A WHISKEY
RUNNER, I'LL SPIT.

HUNKERED DOWN THE
SPRINGS LIKE THAT.

[Patrolman #2]
SHALL WE GET HIM?

LET'S GO.
KILL THE TAPE.

[Siren wailing]

OH, SHIT!

[Car accelerating]

[Sirens wailing]

WHAT THE HELL
HAVE WE GOT HERE?

[Horn blaring]

[Siren wailing continues]

WE GOT A WHISKEY
TRANSPORTER AND A
BLOCKER CAR RUNNING EAST

IN PURSUIT ON, UH,
ON FARRELL ROAD.

[Horn blowing]

[Tires screeching]

[Siren blaring]

[Tires screeching]

[Crashing sound]

SON OF A BITCH!

[Ferry horn blaring]

[Siren blaring]

[Ferry horn blaring]

WELL, I'LL BE DAMNED.

HEY, GATOR?

THE GUY OVER
IN THE BODY SHOP
WANTS TO KNOW

WHAT THE HELL
YOU EVER DID TO THE
UNDERCARRIAGE ON THAT CAR.

I TOLD YOU,
I JUST DINGED IT
UP A LITTLE BIT.

DINGED IT?

SHOOT, IT'S GONNA DING
YOUR POCKETBOOK WHEN YOU
PICK IT UP TOMORROW.

HEY, THAT'S HER.

THE ONE IN THE YELLOW
DRESS UP THERE.

HI.

OH, HI!

THE COURTHOUSE CLOSED?

AH, WELL,
THE SHERIFF'S
OFFICE IS OPEN,

BUT THAT COURT IS
CLOSED FOR THE DAY.

HOW ABOUT WHERE YOU GET
YOUR LICENSE RENEWED AT?

OH, THAT'S
THE MOTOR VEHICLE DEPARTMENT,

AND THEY CLOSE
AT 5:30, TOO.

DAMN IT!

HUH?

SORRY.

[Laughs]

WELL, THEY CLOSE AT 5:30.
IT'S AFTER 5:30, NOW.

WOO!

GONNA BE IN TROUBLE, NOW.

HMM.

WELL, WHEN DID
YOUR LICENSE EXPIRE?

FEBRUARY.

THAT'S MY BIRTHDAY.

UH, I GUESS I'M
GONNA CATCH HELL, HUH?

OH, NO.

NOW YOU KNOW
ALL THEY REALLY DO

IS THEY DON'T EVEN
FINE YOU OR ANYTHING.

NO?

NO, YOU JUST RENEW
IT AND THAT'S ALL.

YOU, UH, YOU WORK
UP IN THE COURTHOUSE?

YEAH, I WORK AT
THE SHERIFF'S OFFICE.

THAT'S GOOD.

YOU DON'T HAVE A LOT
OF TICKETS OR ANYTHING
LIKE THAT, DO YOU?

NO. I JUST WANT TO GET
MY, UH, LICENSE RENEWED.

UH, WHAT TIME DOES
THE COURTHOUSE OPEN
IN THE MORNING?

9:00.

[Sighs]

I'M GONNA HAVE TO
STAY HERE ALL NIGHT.

YOU KNOW WHERE I
CAN GET SOME SUPPER?

OH, YEAH, RIGHT DOWN
THERE AT THE CITADEL
CAFE. THEY GOT A--

IS IT ANY GOOD?

OH, YEAH, THEY GOT A
REAL NICE DINING ROOM.

I KNOW YOU'RE GONNA
THINK THIS IS DUMB, BUT...

I HATE TO EAT ALONE.

YOU KNOW SOMETHIN'?

I HATE TO EAT
ALONE, TOO.

YEAH? YEAH.

[Both laugh]

COME ON.

[Martha]
NO.

NO, NO.

LISTEN.

I KNOW YOU.

OH, NO, YOU DON'T...

[Laughs]

WELL, LISTEN, I
GOT AN IDEA, HONEY.

IDEA?

UH-HUH.

I JUST WANT A
GOODNIGHT KISS.

WHAT, ARE YOU SURE?

[Both laughing]

I'M NOT SO SURE.

OH.

YOU'RE TOO MUCH.

HONEY...

I JUST KNOW THAT YOU
WANT ME TO DIG OUT

A LOT OF TICKETS OR
SOMETHING LIKE THAT.

AND HONEY, THERE
AIN'T A CHANCE.

NO CHANCE!

WHAT TICKETS?

I AIN'T GOT NO TICKETS.

WHAT THE HELL YOU
TALKING ABOUT TICKETS?

THAT AIN'T WHAT
I WANT AT ALL!

OW!

SON OF A DOG.

OOH!

THANK YOU, MAGGIE.

HEY, WHEN YOU GONNA
LEAVE THAT OLD BOY
AND MARRY ME?

SUGAR, YOU AIN'T
ASKED ME.

HEY, DUDE, DON'T
YOU WANT ANOTHER
PIECE OF PIE?

NO, I DON'T
WANT ANY PIE.

WELL, WHAT DO
YOU THINK?

I CAN JERK THE HEAD,
BUT I CAN'T GET IT
TO YOU BEFORE TUESDAY.

DAMN, DUDE!

AIN'T THERE SOME PLACE
AROUND HERE YOU CAN
FIND THAT'S OPEN?

HELL, I'VE GOT TO MAKE
A PICKUP AT BIG BEAR.

LET GATOR
DO IT FOR YOU.

YOU SAID HE'S
THE BEST BLOCKER
YOU EVER HAD.

OH, I CAN'T UNDERSTAND
THAT DAMN PUSHING ROD
GOING OUT ON ME LIKE THAT!

DAMN!

HOW YOU DOING?

EVERYBODY I CAN.

YOU KNOW, BIG BEAR
JUST MIGHT KICK MY BUTT

IF I TAKE YOU OUT
THERE TO THE STILL
TO MAKE A PICKUP.

I COULD SURE
USE THE MONEY.

YEAH. DON'T LOOK
LIKE I GOT MUCH
OF A CHOICE.

ROY, IT'LL BE
ALL RIGHT.

OH, HELL, WHAT
DO YOU KNOW?

DAMN, I HATE TO MESS UP
A MAN'S CAR LIKE THAT.

YOU CAN FIX IT
BACK, CAN'T YOU?

[Roy]
PICK ME UP SOME
NEW LICENSE PLATES.

[Roy]
GO ON BACK.

HEY, IS
THAT ROY?

YEAH, HE'S GOT LOU
AND A FELLOW WITH HIM.

WHO IS IT?
HARRY NOONAN?

HELL, I DON'T KNOW,
HONEY. BE STILL!

OOH! MMM!

YOU KNOW...

I NEVER HEARD OF NO ROY
GOOBER RUNNING WHISKEY
AROUND MARTINSVILLE.

OH, YEAH?
HE'S MY COUSIN.

EVERYBODY'S HEARD OF HIM.

YEAH?

WHO'D YOU SAY
HE WAS? GATOR...

GATOR WHAT?

MCKLUSKY.

YOU SURE YOU KNOW
WHO HE IS?

OH, HELL,
GATOR'S ALL RIGHT.

DUDE SAID HE WAS,
AND I THREW A ROD
ON MY CAR.

WELL, YOU BOYS
LET THAT BE.

HE'LL FINISH IT UP.
COME ON IN AND EAT A BITE.
WE'RE JUST SETTING THE TABLE.

THAT'S A GOOD IDEA.
I'M SO HUNGRY,

I COULD EAT
THE TAIL-END OUT
OF A HOBBY HORSE.

[Gator]
YOU'VE GOT A HELL OF
AN OPERATION HERE.

[Big Bear]
YEAH, I'VE GOT 15 MEN
PIDDLING AROUND.

IF I DIDN'T GIVE
THEM SOMETHING TO DO,
THEY'D BE SUCKING WIND.

HOW MANY GALLONS
DO YOU RUN A MONTH?

UH, 3,000 OR SO.

WOO!

WE DID OUR STACKS
DIFFERENT UP HOME.

YEAH, WE GOT TO KEEP
THEM OUT OF SIGHT.

THE FEDS HAVE GOT T.V.
DOODADS, HELICOPTERS,

AND EVERY OTHER DAMN
THING SNOOPING AROUND.

LIKE A BUNCH OF
OLD HENS SCRATCHING

A MANURE PILE FOR
SUNFLOWER SEEDS.

[Laughs]

YOU CAN EAT MY GRUB.

I'LL LET YOU HAUL
MY WHISKEY.

BUT DON'T YOU EVER
DO ME NO WRONG.

HOW'D YOU LIKE
THAT KNIFE SHOVED
UP YOUR ASS?

I WOULDN'T LIKE
THAT AT ALL.

LET'S GO EAT
SOME GREENS.

YOU REMEMBER
WHAT I TOLD YOU.

MMM. THAT SMELLS
SO NICE, THAT HONEYSUCKLE.

HEY, GATOR,
TELL ME SOMETHING.

WERE YOU SCARED
BACK THERE

WHEN BIG BEAR PULLED
THAT PIG STICKER ON YOU?

[Sneers]

SCARED SHITLESS.

[All laughing]

[Roy]
YEAH. GONNA HATE TO SEE
OLD BIG BEAR LEAVE.

[Gator]
WHY IS THAT?

GOOD OLD BOY LIKE HIM.

FOUGHT IN THE WAR,
LIKE HIS DADDY BEFORE HIM.

HE SAYS IF THE GOVERNMENT

KEEPS DOGGING HIM
ABOUT MAKING MOONSHINE,

WHY, HE'D JUST AS
SOON TURN COMMUNIST
AND BE A CHINAMAN.

BY GOD, I BELIEVE THAT
OLD BOY'D DO IT, TOO.

ANOTHER DAY,
ANOTHER QUARTER.

[Engine starting]

[Tires screeching]

[Lou]
♪ I WOKE UP EACH MORNING

♪ MY IDOLS WERE CLAY

♪ AND THE GAY

WHAT DID YOU DO WITH
ALL THAT MONEY YOU GOT
FOR SINGING LESSONS?

THAT ISN'T FAIR!

I WAS JUST IMITATING
THAT OLD LADY

I TOLD YOU ABOUT,
SITTING UP ON THE FLOAT.

WE WAS UP ON THE FLOAT,
TOO. THEY EVEN TOOK
PICTURES, RIGHT, ROY?

IN THE BOGAN COUNTY SUN.
MAYBE YOU SAW THOSE
PICTURES, HMM?

ANYWAY, WE WERE ALL UP
ON THIS FLOAT, WE HAD
TO DIVE IN THE WATER

AND GO FROM ONE SIDE
TO THE OTHER SIDE.

WELL, WHOEVER GOT TO
THE OTHER SIDE FIRST WON
ALL SORTS OF FINE GIFTS.

HAIR GOODS, LOTS OF
LUGGAGES AND THINGS.

WHAT?

IS THIS WHERE THEM
2 BOYS WERE DROWNED?

YEAH, JUST PAST
THE POINT THERE.

WH-WHAT BOYS ARE
YOU TALKING ABOUT?

NEVER MIND.

ANYWAY, LIKE I WAS SAYING,
I COULD HAVE WON THAT RACE,
RIGHT, ROY?

RIGHT.

BUT THIS GIRL,
BONNIE RAE SLOCUM,
GRABBED THE BACK OF MY BRA

AND SHE HELD ONTO ME.

IT MIGHT HAVE
CHANGED OUR WHOLE
LIFE IF I'D WON THAT.

YOU KNOW, ROY WOULD BE
A REALLY GOOD ENGINEER
IF HE'D GONE ON TO SCHOOL.

EVER SINCE WE WERE
GOING STEADY TOGETHER,

I WANTED HIM TO STUDY
ENGINEERING AND ALL.

WE COULD'VE HAD
CHILDREN, AND A HOME,

AND A HOUSE,
AND EVERYTHING NICE.

BUT YOU KNOW, IF YOU KEEP
RUNNING THAT WHITE LIGHTNING,

YOU'RE GONNA GET CAUGHT,

SENT UP TO FEDERAL
PRISON FOR 2 YEARS.

IT'D JUST BE PROBATION.
THERE AIN'T NOBODY
GONNA TURN ME IN, HON.

YOU'LL LEAVE ME FIDDLING
WITH MY FINGERNAILS.

FIRST TIME'S PROBATION.

2ND TIME, ROY.
YOU ALREADY HAD
YOUR PROBATION

THAT TIME UP IN
CRESCENT COUNTY.
REMEMBER?

OH, IT DON'T COUNT.
I WAS 16 YEARS OLD.

IT DOES TOO COUNT.

SHOOT!

IT DOES!
DOESN'T IT COUNT?

WELL, WHAT'S THE
MATTER WITH YOU?

YOU TWO ARE MORE FUN
THAN GOING TO AN
ALL-NIGHT DENTIST.

[Choir]
♪ SOWING IN THE MORNING

♪ SOWING SEEDS OF KINDNESS

♪ SOWING IN THE MOONTIDE

♪ AND THE DEWY EVE

♪ WAITING FOR THE HARVEST

♪ AND THE TIME OF REAPING

♪ WE SHALL COME REJOICING

WHAT ARE YOU ALWAYS
WRITING IN THAT LITTLE
BOOK ABOUT?

I'M WRITING THE STORY
OF MY LIFE, DARLING.

YEAH?

UH-HUH.

AM I IN IT?

YOU'RE WORKING ON IT.

THE FIRST LITTLE OLD
BOY I EVER TOOK OUT IN
BACK OF THE CORNCRIB...

HE WASN'T BUT
9 YEARS OLD.

9 YEARS OLD?

UH-HUH.

I WAS READING IN
THIS MAGAZINE ARTICLE,
THE OTHER DAY.

IT SAYS YOUR AVERAGE
GIRL DOESN'T START

EVEN PLAYING WITH
HERSELF TILL SHE'S 12.

♪ BY AND BY THE HARVEST

♪ AND THE LABOR ENDED
WE SHALL COME REJOICING ♪

I WAS EARLY.

♪ BRINGING IN THE SHEAVES

♪ BRINGING IN THE SHEAVES

I SURE ADMIRE
THEM FOLKS.

BOUGHT THEM A DAMN ORGAN
OUT OF THAT WHISKEY MONEY.
HOW ABOUT THAT?

[Sighs]

HEY, ROY!

YOU BETTER POP, GATOR.

[Lou]
REMEMBER WHAT I SAID.

WHAT'D SHE SAY?

I WAS TELLING HIM

ABOUT MY RECIPE
FOR SHAKY PUDDING.

SHAKY PUDDING?

[Both laugh]

HE SAID HE'D LIKE
TO TRY SOME.

HEY, BUBBA, KEEP
THAT DOOR OPEN, BOY!

[Man]
BRING IT INSIDE, ROY.

WHAT ARE YOU
THINKING ABOUT?

SHAKY PUDDING.

GONNA TRY SOME?

I'M THINKING ABOUT IT.

GATOR, I DON'T BELIEVE
IN FOOLING AROUND NONE.

NEVER DID.

IF YOU WANT IT,
JUST SAY SO.

IF YOU DON'T...

WHAT ABOUT ROY?

HE'S NOT GONNA
BE STANDING AROUND
WATCHING US, IS HE?

I HOPE NOT.

[Roy]
KEEP THE FIRES BURNING.
SEE YOU NEXT WEEK.

ROY'S RUNNING A
LITTLE LATE TONIGHT,
AIN'T HE?

UH-HUH.

WHO'S THAT NEW GUY
HE'S GOT RUNNING
AROUND WITH HIM NOW?

AFRICAN TRIP?

BLANK, BLANK, "F,"
"A," BLANK, BLANK.

WHY DON'T YOU PUT
THAT CROSSWORD
PUZZLE DOWN

AND SEE IF
YOU CAN ACT LIKE AN
OFFICER OF THE LAW.

[Engine starting]

SAFARI.

"S," "A," "F,"
"A," "R," "I."

PRETTY SOON,
THERE'LL BE MORE
GUNS THAN PEOPLE.

[Chattering]

♪[Country music playing]

ROY, IF WE'D STUCK IT
OUT, WE COULD HAVE
GOT US ONE OF THEM.

I'M GONNA GET ME
ONE LIKE THAT, HONEY
BUN. JUST LIKE THAT.

[People chattering]

[Woman]
I WOULDN'T EVEN KNOW

WHAT TO DO WITH A
GUN IF I HAD ONE.

NOW, THAT'S A TYPICAL
FEMALE STATEMENT.

RIGHT. TYPICAL
FEMALE STATEMENT.

[All arguing]

[Man]
HEY, GET THIS, GET THIS.

THE ARMY GOES
AROUND BUSTING PEOPLE
FOR SMOKING DOPE.

DO Y'ALL GO TO
SCHOOL AROUND HERE?

NO, DO YOU?

NO, I'M OUTTA SCHOOL.

[Woman]
YOU KNOW WHAT WE NEED?
WE NEED A WOMAN PRESIDENT.

[All chattering]

IF THEY ELECTED
A WOMAN PRESIDENT,

THERE WOULDN'T
BE ANY MORE WAR.

[Woman]
YOU DON'T BELIEVE ME?

HEY, MISTER, DO YOU KNOW
THE NAME OF THAT STUFF
THEY PUT IN THOSE HOTDOGS?

NO, I DON'T KNOW.

Y'ALL KNOW
ANYBODY WHO GOES OUT
TO HORACEBEE COLLEGE?

WHAT ABOUT DAWSON
JUNIOR COLLEGE?

DO YOU HAVE SOME
PEOPLE FROM HORACEBEE?

I USED TO.

LET'S GO.

CRADLE-ROBBER.

WHAT YOU TALKING
TO THEM ABOUT?

YEAH, TRYING TO
HUSTLE UP ONE OF THEM
HIPPIE CHICKS, HUH?

YEAH.

I DON'T KNOW WHAT
YOU TALKING TO THEM
DAMN DRAFT-DODGING,

POT-SMOKING, LONG-HAIRED
SONS OF BITCHES FOR.

SHOOT, THEY
DON'T KNOW NOTHING.

ALL THEY DO IS
CAUSE DISSENSION.

THERE AIN'T NO IMPORTANT
THING IN THEIR LIVES.

THERE MUST BE
50 OF THEM.

IF IT WAS UP TO ME,
I'D SHOOT THEM ALL.

♪ BRINGING IN THE SHEAVES,
BRINGING IN THE SHEAVES ♪

[Lou]
♪ BRINGING IN THE SHEAVES,
BRINGING IN THE SHEAVES ♪

♪ WE'LL ALL GO REJOICING,
BRINGING IN THE SHEAVES ♪

♪ BRINGING IN THE SHEAVES

♪[Humming]

[Gator]
♪ BRINGING IN THE SHEAVES

♪[Humming]

♪ WE'LL GO REJOICING,
BRINGING IN THE SHEAVES ♪

♪ BRINGING IN THE SHEAVES

[Hens clucking]

HEY, HEY, HEY, HEY!

MORNING.

WOULD YOU
LIKE A BITE?

UH-HUH!

COME ON UP HERE,
AND GET IT.

WHERE'S ROY?

HE'S INSIDE, SLEEPING.

DID YOU DO THAT
ALL BY YOURSELF?

ALL BY MYSELF.

MMM.

JUST FOR YOU.

MMM.

[Laughs]

DO YOU LIKE THAT?

BEATS THE HELL OUT
OF PRISON COOKING.

YOU WAS IN PRISON?

MMM-HMM.

DOING MY TIME.

HMM.

YOU KNOW WHAT?

WHAT?

I WANT TO THANK YOU

FROM THE BOTTOM
OF MY WORTHLESS,
HORNY LITTLE SOUL.

[Laughs]

I BELIEVE THAT.

HOW LONG WAS
YOU IN FOR?

4 YEARS.

OH. HOW COME IS YOU OUT?

[Both laughing]

OW!

'CAUSE THEY GOT
TIRED OF ME.

YOU KNOW, GATOR?

IF YOU KEEP RUNNING
THAT WHITE LIQUOR,

YOU'LL JUST GO RIGHT
BACK IN THERE AGAIN.

UH-UH!

UH-HUH.

NOT THIS BOY.

TELL YOU WHAT.

WHAT?

YOU COME ON OUT
HERE. WASH MY BACK.

I'LL BUY YOU A NEW
DRESS COME PAYDAY.

A NEW DRESS?

UH-HUH!

[Gator laughing]

[Both laughing]

[Lou]
SHH!

LOU?

LOU!

[Laughing]

[Spitting]

DAMN PEOPLE WANDERING OFF.

NOW I KNOW WHY
THEY CALL YOU GATOR.

[Laughing]

[Attorney]
...MY CLIENT HERE,

MY CLIENT WAS
ISSUED A TICKET...

PSST! J.C.

FOR NO DRIVER'S LICENCE.

THERE IT IS.

BEN FAIRFIELD
GOT THAT OUT OF
THE C.I.D. SECTION.

THAT'S STRAIGHT POOP.
DUDE WATSON AND
SOME STOOL PIGEON

THEY TURNED LOOSE
OUT OF STATE PRISON.

YOU BETTER
START BACKTRACKING.

DAMN! DUDE WATSON?

IT'S RIGHT THERE
IN BLACK AND WHITE.

THE FEDERALS GOT HIM
OVER A BARREL ON TAXES,
AND THEY'RE USING HIM.

TAXES.

THEY'RE AFTER YOU, BOY.

WELL, TURNING A MAN
AGAINST HIS OWN
PEOPLE, I CAN'T--

IT DON'T MATTER
TO THEM. WASHINGTON,
D.C. IS A DAMNED DICTATOR.

THEY DON'T CARE
WHAT WE WANT.

THEY'RE GONNA
INTEGRATE OUR SCHOOLS.

THEY'RE GONNA GET ALL
OUR COLOREDS TO VOTE.

THEY'RE GONNA SEND
ALL THOSE LONG-HAIRED,

SMART-ALECK HIPPIES
DOWN HERE.

NOW, WHAT IN THE HELL
WOULD WE BE DOING

IF BEN FAIRFIELD
WASN'T SITTING UP THERE

PULLING STRINGS
FOR US IN CONGRESS?

LIVING IN RUSSIA.
THAT'S WHAT YOU MIGHT
AS WELL BE DOING, LIVING--

MISS MARTHA, YOU
BETTER EXCUSE US.

I'M LIABLE TO GET
HEATED HERE.

SIR, JUST WATCH
YOUR BLOOD PRESSURE.

YES, MA'AM.

COMMUNISM, HARVEY,
THAT'S WHAT IT IS.

THAT'S PLAIN AND SIMPLE.

AS PLAIN AS THE NOSE
ON YOUR FACE.

THE COMMUNISTS!

THAT'S WHAT HE SAID.
DESTROY FROM THE INSIDE.

WHAT ARE YOU
GONNA DO?

I'M GONNA GET
MEAN, HARVEY.

YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND.

IT CAN'T BE
THE WAY IT WAS.

IT CANNOT BE
THE WAY IT WAS!

J.C., DO YOU
UNDERSTAND THIS?

DON'T YOU KNOW
THERE ARE TIMES THAT
YOUR LEARNED OPINION

IS ABOUT AS USELESS
AS TITS ON A BOAR HOG!

YOU KNOW WHO
THEM HOG HUGGERS
ARE, MAN? FEDS.

I WANT THEM OUT OF
HERE, AND THIS WHOLE
FIDDLIN' MESS OVER WITH.

I AIN'T KIDDING
AN INCH.

HOW YOU DOING,
MCKLUSKY?

ALL RIGHT.

HAVE YOU GOT
ANYTHING FOR US?

NO.

NOT YET.

WHEN?

I DON'T KNOW.

IS, UH, DUDE
COOPERATING?

YEAH.

WHY DO YOU COME HERE,
FOR CHRIST'S SAKE?

I TOLD YOU IF I GOT ANY
INFORMATION I'D CALL YOU!

COOL IT.

WHY DO YOU GOTTA
BOTHER THESE PEOPLE FOR?

LET'S GO.

BE SEEING YOU, MCKLUSKY.
TAKE IT EASY.

[Car doors close]

[Car engine starting]

BY THE WAY, WHAT
YOU SO DRESSED UP
FOR, SUGAR PUDDING?

OH, WHEN I WOKE UP
THIS MORNING I WAS
FEELING SO FINE,

I JUST THOUGHT I'D
PUT ON A NEW DRESS
FOR YOU, ROY.

WELL, WHERE DID YOU GO
THIS AFTERNOON, GATOR?

OVER TO DUDE'S.

DID YOU GO
WITH HIM?

NO.

NO.

THAT'S MIGHTY FINE
SPRUCE AND DOGWOOD,
ISN'T IT?

HI, HUEY!

GOT MY SUGAR?

[Huey]5 SACKS.

WELL, BIG BEAR
WANTED 8.

HAVEN'T GOT IT.

THEY'VE BEEN
CHECKING ON US LATELY.

OK, WE'LL TAKE IT.

WHERE'D YOU AND
HIM GO THIS MORNING?

NO PLACE.

BIG BEAR HASN'T PAID ME
FOR THE LAST HE'S GOTTEN.

AND WE'RE NOT
RUNNING ANY CREDIT.

I'LL BE SURE TO TELL
HIM. GIVE ME SOME
BEADING OIL, TOO.

BUCK SHERMAN TOOK MY
LAST, AND I WON'T HAVE
ANY TILL NEXT TUESDAY.

WHERE'D YOU AND
LOU GO THIS MORNING?

WALKING.

IT TOOK YOU
LONG ENOUGH.

HEY, IF YOU'VE GOT
SOMETHING TO SAY TO ME,

SAY IT.

I DON'T WANT YOU
LOOKING AT LOU NO MORE.

LET ME ASK
YOU SOMETHING.

JUST EXACTLY WHAT
ARE YOUR INTENTIONS?

ABOUT WHAT?

ARE YOU GONNA
MARRY HER OR WHAT?

WHAT?

THAT'S JUST
WHAT I THOUGHT.

MARRY HER?

WHAT THE HELL
HAS THAT GOT TO DO

WITH WHAT WE
WERE TALKING ABOUT?

WHERE'S DUDE?

I DON'T KNOW.

I JUST WANT HIM
TO COME DOWN TO
THE COURTHOUSE,

DISCUSS SOME
THINGS WITH ME.

'COURSE, NOW, YOU
CAN CALL THE, UH,

THE N.A.A.C.P. FIRST,
OR-- WHAT IS IT?

THE A.C.L.U. OR...

[Laughing]

THE C.I.O., THE F.B.I.
OR ANY OTHER DAMN THING.

WELL, HE'S NOT HERE.

WELL, HE AIN'T HERE.

HUH.

MAYBE YOU'D BETTER
COME WITH US, THEN, HUH?

YES, SIR!

OH, I'LL, UH, I'LL JUST
GET MY POCKETBOOK.

YOU BETTER GO HELP
HER LOCK THE BACK
DOOR, I THINK.

NO, NO, NO!

[Screaming]

NO, LET ME GO.
PLEASE DON'T!
PLEASE DON'T!

STOP IT,STOP IT!

WILL YOU LET MY DEPUTY
UP FROM THERE, PLEASE?

NOW, WHERE'S DUDE?

WHERE IS DUDE?

HE'S OUT.
OUT AT HIS FOLKS'.

WHAT ABOUT THAT GUY
IN THAT BROWN SEDAN?

HAULING WITH
ROY BOONE.

THANK YOU, HONEY,
FOR YOUR COOPERATION.

SEE YOU LATER.

[Big Bear]
DAMN IT, WE'RE GIVING
THEM SOME SWEET STUFF,

AS SWEET AS THAT
OLD HATCHY RIVER WAS.

[Man]
IF YOU'D SWEETEN THIS
WHOLE WASH UP A LITTLE BIT,

YOU'D GET HIM UP TO 6.

YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING
ABOUT MAKING WHISKEY.

YOU GO BACK
THERE AND TELL HIM
TO SWEETEN UP THAT...

[Chattering continues]

[Big Bear]
HELP ME GET THAT
STUFF OUT OF HERE!

YOU'VE BEEN MESSIN'
AROUND ALL DAY, AND YOU
AIN'T DONE NOTHING!

TAKE IT EASY ON
THAT FORD THIS TIME.

I DON'T WANT
ANY MORE OVERHAULS
WITH MY FORD.

STOP NIPPING ON
THAT JUG, MALCOLM.

[Malcolm]
IF YOU DON'T START MAKING
IT A LITTLE BETTER,

I'M GONNA QUIT DRINKING
IT ALL TOGETHER.

KEEP YOUR EYES
ON THAT POPPER KEG.

I DON'T CARE IF IT
GETS A LITTLE TOO SHORT.

WE'RE NOT MAKING THIS STUFF
FOR THE GOVERNOR, YOU KNOW.

TAKE ALL THEM
PIGS BACK...

[Pig squealing]

[Shouting]

YOU BETTER BE GLAD
YOU GOT ME TO DO ALL
THIS STUFF FOR YOU.

WHERE'S GATOR?

[Roy]
HELL, I DON'T KNOW.

SHAKING THE DEW OFF
HIS LILY, I GUESS.

I'LL BE BACK
IN A MINUTE.

YOU GET THEM
JUGS OUT OF HERE,
LIKE I TOLD YOU.

HI.

WHAT?

DO YOU REALLY
LIKE THEM ELECTRIC
HAIR DRYERS?

DOGGONE, MUST
MAKE YOUR HEAD HOT.

IF YOU PUT ALL THEM
CHEMICALS IN YOUR HAIR
YOU'RE GONNA RUIN IT.

HEY.

I DON'T REALLY
CARE FOR NATURALLY
CURLY HAIR, MYSELF.

I KIND OF LIKE THE
ARTIFICIAL KIND, YOU KNOW,
WITH THE CURLERS IN IT.

WHAT ARE YOU
DOING IN HERE?

JUST TALKING
TO THE LADY.

GET THE HELL OUT.

GET THAT THING
BACK ON YOUR HEAD.

[Door closing]

[Children chattering]

♪[Rock'n'roll music playing]

WHAT DO YOU
SAY, FRANK?

HEY, BABY,
WHAT'S HAPPENING?

NOTHING MUCH.

WHAT YOU MAKING
THERE? SCOTCH?

BOURBON.

THIS HERE'S
GATOR MCKLUSKY.

HE'LL BE MAKING
SOME RUNS FOR BIG BEAR.

HEY, FRANK.

HEY! MCKLUSKY?

I KNEW A MCKLUSKY
ONCE WHO LIVED IN
OLEANDER COUNTY.

[Roy]
WANT ANOTHER
CASE SATURDAY?

[Frank] YEAH.

JIM. JIM MCKLUSKY.

MADE REAL
STEEL-POT LIQUOR,

NOT THIS LEAD
RADIATOR POISON.

WELL, JUST SELL IT.
DON'T DRINK IT, FRANK.

YEAH.

HEY, HE LOOKED JUST
A LITTLE BIT LIKE YOU.

JIM MCKLUSKY.
HE ANY KIN TO YOU?

WHAT'D YOU SAY?

IS HE ANY KIN TO YOU?

MY DADDY.

WELL, I'LL BE...
GO TO HELL!

YOU'RE JIM MCKLUSKY'S BOY.

IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME!

HELL, IT'S A LONG
TIME AGO. 1952.

WHEN I WAS A KID,
HE USED TO WORK
IN THE SHOT HOUSE.

[Roy]
AIN'T GOT TIME
TO SHOOT THE BREEZE.

OK.

HEY, WHEN YOU SEE
YOUR DADDY,

YOU TELL HIM FRANK
ROBLEY SAID HELLO, HUH?

I'LL TELL HIM.

WHAT YOU GOT
IN THAT BOOK?

WE'RE GONNA GET
SOMETHING STRAIGHT.

YOU THINK YOU CAN
KEEP TRYING SOMETHING
WITH LOU?

I AIN'T TALKING
ABOUT LOU.

I'M TALKING ABOUT IT.

WHAT YOU BEEN DOING,
WRITING A LOVE POEM?

YOU DAMN PEANUT HEAD.
YOU DON'T KNOW YOUR
CAN FROM 2ND BASE.

I DON'T HAVE TO TAKE
THAT CRUD FROM NOBODY!

YOU SUPER-GIANT ASS!

DAMN YOU! YOU--

[Grunting]

DAMN IT!

LET GO OF ME.

AHHH!

[Grunting]

NOW LISTEN,
YOU SON OF A--

[Yelling]

GOD DAMN IT!

[Both cursing]

[Cop]
HEY!

WHAT?

YOU DAMN PEANUT HEAD!

DON'T TELL ME
YOU WASN'T MESSING
AROUND WITH LOU.

JUST DON'T TELL ME.

BOYS, I DON'T MIND
YOU FOOLING AROUND.

BUT WE GOT
OUR REGULATIONS

AND I CAN'T LET YOU
BLOCK THE ALLEY
WITH THIS VEHICLE.

I'M GONNA HAVE TO
GIVE YOU A CITATION.

YES, SIR.YES, SIR.

[Both panting]

[Dog barking]

HEY, SKEETER,
STILL TRYING TO
BEAT THAT MACHINE?

HE AIN'T HERE.

I DIDN'T ASK IF
ANYBODY WAS HERE,
MRS. WATSON.

YOU WAS TALKING
ABOUT DUDE IN TOWN.

HE AIN'T HERE AND
I AIN'T SEEN HIM.

[Deputy]
HOWDY, MRS. WATSON.

WHAT YOU DOING,
MAKING A BANANA PUDDING?

WHAT I NEED TO DO,
SKEETER, IS ASK DUDE
A COUPLE QUESTIONS.

YOU HEARD HER.
HE AIN'T HERE.

BUGGER! DAMN NEAR
HAD THAT 75, THERE.

NOW, YOU WOULDN'T
WANT TO SEE DUDE
GET IN ANY TROUBLE.

AND I'M HERE
TO SEE HE DON'T.

JUST CAN'T BEAT ONE
OF THESE SEARS ROEBUCK
PINBALL MACHINES.

NO, SIREE!

YOU GOT TO HIT
THE FLIPPERS EVERY
ONCE IN A WHILE.

I HIT THE FLIPPERS
ALL THE TIME!

WHERE IS HE,
MRS. WATSON?

YOU KNOW, DON'T
YOU, SKEETER?

[Door creaking]

I BELIEVE YOU'VE GOT
A LOOSE HINGE, HERE.

COME HERE, SKEETER.

WHAT ARE YOU
TRYING TO DO,
DAMN IT?

JUST FEEL IN THERE. NO, NO.

WHERE IS HE?

[Skeeter yelling]

WHERE'S HE AT?

AT HARRY BIRD'S PLACE!

[Painful crying]

OH, SKEETER, SKEETER.

GET SOME ICE WATER
FOR THEM FINGERS, NOW.

[Car honking]

HEY, J.W.?

HEY, BOY, WE'VE GOT A
LOAD OUT HERE FOR YOU!

J.W.?

[Dude] ROY?

IS THAT YOU?

HEY, SOMETHING'S WRONG.
I'M NOT KIDDING.

THERE'S NOBODY HERE.
LET'S GET THE HELL--

[Gun firing]

DUDE,

[Lou crying]

GET YOUR HANDS
OFF OF ME!

YOU CAN DO
BETTER THAN THAT!

COME ON!

[Grunting]

[Groaning]

DAMN IT!

ATTA WAY!

[Yelling]

COME BACK HERE.

DAMN YOU.

[Grunting]

[Big Bear]
TAN HER HIDE, FREDDIE.

OUGHT TO BE MORE
HIDE-TANNING AND LESS
PSYCHOLOGY, BY JIM.

JUNIOR, GO TELL
J.C. CONNORS TO
COME ON DOWN HERE.

PUT YOUR CUFFS ON
HIM THERE. ELMER?

DAMN IT. YOU SHOULD HAVE
DONE YOUR TIME AND STAYED
UP IN THAT PRISON, BOY.

TEES ME OFF, FEDERAL
SONS OF YANKEES
COMING DOWN HERE,

STOOL-PIGEONING
AND EVERY OTHER
DAMN THING!

I'M SORRY ABOUT WHAT
HAPPENED OUT THERE.

[Lou mumbling]

YOU KNOW HOW TO
PUT THAT STUFF AWAY,
DON'T YOU, BOY?

YOU KNOW,

WHEN YOU FIRST
COME UP TO MY PLACE,

I KNOWED YOU
WASN'T RIGHT.

I SMELLED IT.

[Man]
SHERIFF'S ON HIS WAY!

DAG NAB IT.

WELL, THAT J.C. CONNORS
WILL COME WITH THAT ROWBOAT,

AND SOME CEMENT BLOCKS,
AND WE'LL HAVE TO PUT
THIS OLD BOY AWAY.

[Laughing]

YOU BETTER.

NO! COME ON.

GET YOUR HANDS
OFF OF ME!

[Grumbling in background]

WHY YOU IGNORANT,
STUPID, JUGHEAD,

CAN'T YOU SEE
SHE AIN'T WILLING?

BRING HER BACK IN
HERE AND SIT HER DOWN!

[Lou crying]

GET YOUR HANDS OFF!

I HOPE YOU ROT
AND BURN IN HELL!

I KNOW WHY YOU'RE
DOING THAT.

RIGHT.

I'M GONNA GET SO GODDAMN
DRUNK I AIN'T GONNA KNOW
WHAT'S HAPPENING

WHEN YOU TAKE ME OUT THERE
ON THAT LAKE TO DROWN ME.

[Laughs]

YOU'RE GONNA HAVE
MORE FUN THAN WE ARE,
AIN'T YOU?

YOU BET YOUR
BIG BUTT I AM.

YOU KNOW WHAT?
YOU--YOU'RE A
GOOD OLD BOY.

UH-HUH.

IT'S A CRYING SHAME,
YOU GOT TO BE

A SNEAKING, LYING,
BEHIND-THE-BACK,

YELLOW, CHICKEN-THIEVING
STOOL PIGEON!

WELL, DON'T WORRY
ABOUT IT.

I'M GONNA BE SO DRUNK,
I AIN'T GONNA KNOW
THE DIFFERENCE.

YOU KNOW WHAT?

WHAT?

YOU KNOW WHAT SHE'S
GOT ON HER BELLY?

WHAT?

COME HERE.

[Glass clinking]

[Laughing]

SHE'S GOT A TATTOO.

TATTOO!

WHAT? WHAT?

WHAT?

I SAID SHE'S GOT A
TATTOO ON HER BELLY.

HMM.

OH.

YOU KNOW WHAT OF?

AMERICAN FLAG.

YOU KNOW WHAT ELSE?

WHAT?

2 EAGLES FIGHTING A SNAKE.

BULLARKEY.

HEY, MAN,
I'VE SEEN IT.

I'VE SEEN IT.

IT'S BEAUTIFUL.

DIDN'T ROY TELL
YOU ABOUT IT?

NO!

YOU DON'T BELIEVE
ME, DO YOU?

NO.

WHY DON'T YOU GO
TAKE A LOOK?

SHOOT.

ALL RIGHT, I
WILL, I GUESS.

[Laughs]

[Deputy]
HEY, COME HERE.

COME HERE NOW!

[Struggling sounds]

[Lou]
STAY AWAY FROM ME.
LEAVE ME ALONE!

[Lou screaming]

HELL, HONEY, THE
BOYS WANT TO TAKE
A PEEK AT A TATTOO.

IT AIN'T GONNA HURT
NOBODY, WILL IT?

[Lou screams]

[Groans]

[Moaning]

COME ON!

COME ON!

[Gun firing]

[Glass splintering]

[Gun firing]

[Groaning]

NO, NO, NO. COME ON!

[Tires screeching]

[Horn blaring]

[All exclaiming]

[Incoherent voices echoing]

[Preacher]
...SHOVE THE DEVIL AWAY.

BECAUSE THE DEVIL'S
TRYING TO GET YOU, TOO.

HE'S WORKING AT YOU.
HE'S WORKING WITH YOU.
HE'S AGAINST YOU.

BUT THE LORD IS
ON YOUR SIDE.

SO REACH OUT YOUR
HAND AND PUT YOUR
HAND IN HIS HAND.

IT PINCHES THE SAW.

HI!

THERE.

WHERE THE HELL AM I?

ARE YOU FEELING
ANY BETTER NOW?

THIS IS--THIS IS
SISTER LINDA FAY, AND
OVER HERE IS ANNIE LOU,

AND BETTY JO, AND VICKY,
AND I'M VINNIE CARRUTHERS.

VINNIE CARRUTHERS,
YOU'RE JUST PRATTLIN'.

EVERYBODY, OUT OF
HERE. RIGHT NOW.

COME ON. RIGHT
OUT, RIGHT OUT.

GO ON. OUT OF HERE.

THAT TAKES CARE OF
THE DEVIL'S HARNESS.

NOW, COME ON EVERYBODY,
OUT OF HERE.

RIGHT NOW.
SHOO! GO ON.

[Lou]
WHO KNOWS WHAT
WOULD'VE HAPPENED--

DON'T YOU GO
GETTING HIM EXCITED.

HE'LL TEAR OUT
ALL THOSE STITCHES.

ISN'T SHE WONDERFUL?
PRAISE GOD!

WHERE THE HELL AM I?

YOU'RE AT SISTER LINDA FAY'S
HOME FOR UNWED MOTHERS.

NO SHIT!

LOU TOLD US ALL ABOUT
YOU, MR. MCKLUSKY.

LOU, HERE, WAS
ONE OF OUR MOTHERS.

HAD A GIRL.

NOW, WHAT WOULD
YOU LIKE FOR LUNCH?
HOMINY OR TAPIOCA?

TAPIOCA.
ALL RIGHT.

BET THAT AIN'T AS
GOOD AS SHAKY PUDDING.

IS YOUR NAME
MCKLUSKY?

[Linda]
YOU COME UP HERE THIS
MINUTE AND FEED THAT BABY!

COME ON!
RIGHT NOW!

OK.

[Linda]
CAROL CRAY, YOU
COME UP HERE, TOO.

WHAT, UM...

WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?

I WAS TRYING TO SAVE
THESE 2 BUDDIES OF MINE

FROM GETTING KNOCKED
UP BY A HOMOSEXUAL.

OH, PRAISE GOD!

HERE COMES LITTLE DUDE.

ANOTHER SON OF A BITCH
RUNNING AROUND LOOSE.

FORGET IT.

COULDN'T BELIEVE IT,
MAGGIE. I SWEAR TO GOD,
I JUST COULDN'T BELIEVE IT.

GOOD OLD DUDE.

I TOLD HIM!

I TOLD HIM.
I WARNED HIM.

OH.

IT'S TOO MUCH
WOOLY BOOGER, J.C.

YOU CAN'T GO AT IT
EVERY NIGHT, BEAR.

YOU KNOW WHAT? WE
AIN'T BEEN FISHING
IN A LONG TIME.

WHY DON'T WE
JUST TAKE A DAY
OFF AND GO FISHING?

FISHING?

RIGHT NOW,
MY BOAT AIN'T RIGGED
FOR FISHIN', BEAR.

DUDE WAS A
GOOD OLD BOY.

HE WAS JUST LUCKY
THE BOYS DIDN'T KNOW
WHAT HE WAS DOING.

LISTEN, UH, MAGGIE,
IF YOU AND THE
LITTLE GIRL NEED ANYTHING,

YOU JUST TELL ME, OK?

THANKS, ROY.

THAT WIFE OF HIS
IN MEMPHIS,

SHE'S GONNA GET
EVERY CENT OF THAT
INSURANCE MONEY.

YOU SEEN THAT
MCKLUSKY FELLOW?

NO, SIR, J.C., I
STILL AIN'T SEEN HIM.

WELL, YOU LET ME
KNOW IF YOU DO.

YES, SIR.
I SURE WILL.

RESPECTS AND CONDOLENCES
TO YOU, MA'AM.

YOU GO TO HELL!

HOW LONG AGO
WAS IT YOU IN HERE?

[Baby crying]

I--I DON'T WANT
TO TALK ABOUT IT.

HI.

♪[Women singing Jesus Loves
the Little Children]

MORNING.

HELLO.

HI.

THAT'S A PRETTY BABY.

THANK YOU.

WHAT'S ITS NAME?

JIMMY LEE.

WELL, LEE'S A LOT
BETTER THAN GRANT.

WOULD YOU PLEASE
TAKE THE BABY IN?

I THINK HE'S GETTING
A LITTLE HUNGRY.

I SURE WILL.
IS HIS BOTTLE
ON THE STOVE?

NO, IT'S UP IN
MY ROOM COOLING.

OK.

YOU DID SAY YOUR
NAME WAS MCKLUSKY,
DIDN'T YOU?

YEAH, WHY?

YOU HAD A BROTHER
NAMED DONNY?

YOU KNEW MY BROTHER?

WE WAS GOOD FRIENDS.

WE WENT TO SCHOOL
TOGETHER DOWN IN AUBURN.

I SAW IT THE NIGHT
WHEN IT HAPPENED.

YOU WHAT?

OH, I'M SORRY,
I SHOULDN'T HAVE SAID
ANYTHING ABOUT THAT.

JESUS CHRIST,
YOU MEAN YOU WERE--

I DIDN'T SEE
WHEN HE WAS KILLED.

I MEAN, I WAS
WITH HIM BEFORE.

SOME OF US KIDS,
WE COME DOWN FROM
SCHOOL AFTERWARDS.

THERE WAS NOTHING
WE COULD DO.

YEAH, BUT WHY?
WHY DID IT HAPPEN?

I MEAN WHAT,
WHAT DID DONNY DO?

NOTHIN'. I MEAN,
NOTHIN' BAD.

WE WAS ALL
JUST PROTESTIN'.

PROTESTIN'?

WHAT THE HELL'S HE
GOT TO PROTEST ABOUT
IN BOGAN COUNTY?

THE PROTESTS UP NORTH.
UP IN NEW YORK, AND
PLACES LIKE THAT.

THAT'S THE BEAUTY
OF IT! CAN'T YOU SEE?

IT WAS HIS IDEA.

WE PICKED THE WORST COUNTY
IN THE WHOLE STATE

TO HOLD THE DEMONSTRATION.

WHY?

YOU KNOW HOW DONNY WAS.

NO, I DON'T.

10 OF US COME UP.
WE HAD THIS HERE SIT-IN.

WE WAS GOING BACK TO
SCHOOL IN THE MORNING,

SO WE BOUGHT A 6-PACK
TO CELEBRATE.

I GUESS WE WAS MAKING
A LITTLE TOO MUCH NOISE,

'CAUSE THE MANAGER
CALLED THE SHERIFF.

PRETTY SOON, THERE HE WAS.

WELL, DONNY ANSWERED
THE DOOR.

AND HE TOLD HIM HE
COULDN'T DO NOTHING

ON ACCOUNT HE DIDN'T
HAVE A SEARCH WARRANT.

AND THE SHERIFF SAID
HE WASN'T GONNA HAVE

A BUNCH OF DAMN HIPPIES

COMING AROUND STIRRING UP
THE FOLKS WITH ALL THEIR
PROTESTIN',

AND STARTIN' ANYTHING
IN HIS COUNTY.

AND SO DONNY TOLD HIM
HOW EVERYBODY KNEW

HE WAS NOTHIN' BUT
A FASCIST-PIG MOTHER
STEALIN' THE COUNTY BLIND.

THEN THE SHERIFF HIT HIM.

THEN THE DEPUTY
GRABBED DONNY

AND ONE OF THE OTHER GUYS
AND TOOK THEM AWAY.

NEXT THING WE KNEW,
HE WAS DEAD.

THAT'S IT.

YOU KNOW SOMETHIN'?

I JUST GOT OUT OF PRISON.

[Sighs]

RUNNIN' CARS,
STEALIN' CARS,

RUNNIN' MOONSHINE.

I AIN'T NEVER...

I AIN'T NEVER DONE NOTHIN'
GOOD IN MY WHOLE LIFE.

AND THEN ALONG COME...

DONNY.

AND HE'S THE ONLY ONE
THAT EVER WENT TO SCHOOL,

THE ONLY ONE THAT EVER...
ACCOMPLISHED ANYTHING.

THE ONLY ONE WHO
EVER DID ANYTHING
IN THE WHOLE FAMILY.

[Sniffs]

WHAT THE HELL
DOES IT MEAN?

MR. MCKLUSKY?
SHERIFF'S OUT THERE
ASKING ABOUT YOU.

[Lou]
GATOR.

[Tires screeching]

[Women screaming]

[Gunshots]

LET'S GO!

HE'S GONE!
JUNIOR, LET'S GO!

[Siren wailing]

ALL UNITS.
ALL UNITS.

GOT A MAN HEADING
DOWN THE JACKSON ROAD,
TOWARD CARLTON. CUT HIM OFF.

STAY RIGHT ON HIM.

OK, TAKE A RIGHT, JIM.

WELL, THAT'S BACK TO TOWN.
HE WOULDN'T GO TO TOWN.

HE'D BE DOWN BY
THE COUNTY LINE.

TAKE A RIGHT HERE.

DAMN!

[Tires screeching]

[Police siren wailing]

I'LL GET A
SHOT AT HIM.

GET OVER TO THE RIGHT
A LITTLE BIT, JUNIOR.
JUST GET IT TO THE RIGHT.

JUNIOR, IF YOU LOSE
THIS THING, IT'S COMING
OUT OF YOUR PAYCHECK.

YOU KNOW THAT,
DON'T YOU?

YOU'VE GOT TO EASE
IN THE CURVE, JUNIOR.

WE'RE GETTING HIM.

NOW YOU CAN HIT IT
ON THE STRAIGHTAWAY.

WHERE THE HELL
DID HE GO?

WELL, GET AFTER
HIM, JUNIOR!

[Tires skidding]

I TOLD YOU,
JUNIOR. I TOLD YOU
AND I TOLD YOU!

DAMN HARDHEAD!

ARE YOU OK?

YOU SEE ME WALKING,
DON'T YOU?

DAMN IT!

IF I GET MY
HANDS ON HIM.

[Groans]

[Tires screeching]

[Gun fires]

[Tires screeching]

[Horn blowing]

[Horn honks]

[Engine revving]

HELP!

♪ WAY DOWN UNDER

♪ WAY DOWN UNDER

♪ THERE'S A PLACE

♪ WHERE EVERY MAN

♪ FINDS A BROTHER

♪ WAY DOWN UNDER

♪ AT THE BACK DOOR OF HELL

♪ IS AN OLD RUSTED BELL

♪ AND IT RINGS

♪ IT RINGS

♪ LORD IT RINGS

♪ WITH THE SOUND

♪ OF THUNDER

♪ WAY DOWN YONDER

DAMN.

THE GOOD,
THEY DIE YOUNG.

♪ WAY DOWN UNDER

♪ WELL, I WONDER

♪ IN THE END,
YOU NEED A FRIEND ♪

♪ OR A BROTHER

♪ WAY DOWN UNDER

♪ WAY DOWN

♪ DEEP IN YOUR SOUL