Sometimes a Great Notion
- GP
- Year:
- 1970
- 114 min
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He's been
over there a while.
Do you think
he's doing any good?
I got payments to make
on a Chevrolet.
God damn scabs over there.
Is that Floyd?
What's he running for?
Get your buggin' ass
out of here,
you buggin' socialist!
They're after him!
All of 'em.
What are they up to?
You union creep, get lost!
Whoa!
I'll blow your belly
right out of your dang head!
Hey, wait a minute,
Floyd--
None of you live bets
gonna tell me what he loves.
What are they--
They're trying
to kill him!
Sands!
What about that, Floyd?
Pansy socialists!
God damn traitors!
I'll get every last
one of ya! Whoo!
Hang in there!
Floyd, come on!
Easy, Floyd. Easy.
God damn,
strike-breaking bastards.
I got you, Floyd.
I got you, Floyd.
It'll be OK.
My God...
They could've killed me.
Did they get you?
Are you hurt?
You all right?
You lousy gypo
scabber bastards!
We'll get you!
We're gonna
pull you down.
Look!
...with the dynamite...
Boom! I though you put
it right in the boat!
God damn union freaks.
Teach you to go
snoopin' around.
And then someone
over there is yelling,
"Look out!"
How's he gonna look out,
if the boat's going
all over the damn river?
He's screaming
and yelling,
"What's happening to me?
What's happening to me? "
What'd I tell you?
The holy signals
are hanging over us
right now, Hank.
I mean,
everything's going
to be milk and honey.
We're in God's own
fat pocket.
Brother Walker
told us that.
He told us.
Yeah.
And he don't hand out
any crap
Iike some of them
other preachers do.
God damn, some people
would rather talk than eat.
Ah, it's washing out
down here, Joe.
Give me a hand, will ya?
Hank, Joe B.!
You boys planning on a stag
party here tonight?
We got women inside.
This ain't no party,
bub.
This here is
Mr. Jonathan Draeger.
Pleasure to meet you both.
He's the whole works,
bub. He's the president.
Not just Oregon.
The whole damn
freakin' union.
Yeah, I think
I know that, Floyd.
Boy, you sure picked
one hell of a night
for a moonlight cruise.
Yeah, it is that.
I was working over
in Portland today.
And I thought
I might stop by
and chat for a few
minutes before we left.
OK. Go ahead.
Well, is it asking
too much of an old buddy
if we get in
out of the rain?
Come on.
No sense in tracking
all of this water
into the house, Floyd.
We can talk out here.
Henry,
it's Jonathan Draeger.
How are you?
How you do, sir?
Viv, bring out
a couple of six-packs
of cold ones, will ya?
Oh, boy.
This weather up here
really plays hell
with my athlete's foot.
Seems like any time
I come up to Oregon,
to my privates.
Yeah. Well, I hope the
trip will be worth it.
Could we cut the fun and games
and get to the point?
Well, you got to think
I'm kind of arrogant
to barge in here
to plug up the holes, Hank.
Is it all right
if I call you Hank?
What do you think, Henry?
It's OK by me.
He's the boss.
Well, I was just wondering
if maybe you can hold on
to everything you've got now
and then sell it all later on.
Sell it
to somebody else maybe.
Sure.
Sure. We'll tell
the O'Connel Company
to go screw themselves.
the privilege
of selling our logs
to somebody else.
I get you.
Well then?
Well then what?
Can't do that, Floyd.
By God,
you've got to do it.
Look, we got a contract,
Mr. Draeger.
How do you handle that?
I mean, that's our word.
Shouldn't have
gave your word.
No, thanks. Listen, I know.
We've got nothing against
you independents.
We're not out to put
the family operations
out of business.
Thanks.
That clears that up.
I mean, they're
your friends and neighbors.
Don't you think
you owe 'em something?
That depends
on what they'd owe us
if they were
on the other end.
Oh, come on now. You know
what I'm talking about.
See, I don't think
I do know
what you're talking about.
You come on pretty folksy
with that athlete's foot
and everything.
Why don't we cut through that
crap and get straight on it?
That suits me fine.
But what am I going to tell you?
You got a town full of people
here who are hurting.
Now somebody is going
to have to give up something
somewhere along the line.
Don't you agree?
Henry, you answer that.
Well, now,
it just so happens, see,
we get ourselves up
at 4:
30 every morning,go out and chop wood.
It's every morning
but Sunday for sure.
And Saturday maybe.
We've been doing that
for a hell of a lot of
years with no stink.
So when you or Floyd here
or General Motors
or some Commie-pinko
we're not going to get
up at 4:
30, I tell you--you haven't got a whisper
of a bare-ass clue what the hell
this family's all about.
Not a whisper.
Nothing.
Well, that's just about
as clear a statement
of 1 9th-century philosophy
as I've ever heard.
Fine. Give us a look
at the 20th.
Your slots and compartments
You gonna tell us
when to stop cutting
and when to start cutting.
and who to sell to,
and pat our little bottoms
and tell us
what good little boys we are.
Well, not yet, bub.
Not yet you don't.
I'm only asking you to hang onto
the logs you already have.
Let me tell you something.
Might gladden your heart
and dry up your
athlete's foot overnight.
We might not make that deadline.
We got three weeks of the worst
logging coming up.
And we're liable to fall short.
But let me tell you something.
We are going
to bust our humps trying.
I'm really sorry
you feel that way.
Every time you open up
you read about violence.
It's almost as if nothing
Wait a minute.
I think we're down
to the gritty, Henry.
If you're talking threats,
I think you can make them
plainer than that.
Just what kind of violence
do you have in mind?
I'm just pointing out the facts,
that's all.
Your friends
and neighbors here,
they say
you're strike breaking.
You say, you're bound
to honor your word.
So that's the way it stands.
Well, I only speak
for the union.
We have no jurisdiction
over family operations.
So the union's out of it
from now on.
It's between you people.
Whatever happens from here
on out, the union's out of it.
I'm glad to have met you,
Mr. Stamper.
My father was a good friend
of your father
many long years ago.
Ah. What was his name?
Til Draeger.
Never heard of him.
Thanks for your hospitality.
Goodnight.
Well...
Hmm?
Yeah, we better get back
to work on that, Joe.
Tide'll be coming in
like hell tonight.
Oh, it's always coming
in like hell.
Like it or not,
all off someday.
This is it, buddy.
Huh?
OK. Thanks for the ride.
Bye bye.
Hey!
Joey. Good day, rigger.
Yeah, Hank, I get ya.
Who's doing all that
raging over there?
Oh, I can't tell
from here.
I'm going to go see
though.
What can I do for ya?
Wish I knew, Joe B.
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