Sometimes a Great Notion Page #3

Take it easy, Henry.

Hey, Leland,

get on down here!

Got no respect!

Here they are, Leland.

Ain't they beauties?

Huh?

Hey, come on, Andy.

What's happening?

Clyde ain't coming at all,

that's what's happening.

All right.

I'm Leland Stamper.

Billy Bejesus.

I'm your cousin Andy.

Must be about 1 0 years now.

I heard about your mother.

Yeah, well, she's dead.

Yeah. Sure am sorry, Lee.

Where'd you get all the hair?

It grows.

Hey, fellas,

can you come over here?

Can you take me across?

My boat's laid up.

Ah, thanks a lot, fellas.

I sure do thank you

for the lift.

Any of you fellas got

any smokes on you?

I'm clear out.

Got a match?

I see you got

a new hand here, Hank.

Yeah, it's my brother Leland.

Case you want to put that

in your union report.

Where'd you get

all that hair?

Well, it grows.

How's it going, Les?

Fine. It's great.

Could be a lot better,

of course.

Well, I'm just going

down the county line.

Going to pick

gooseberries.

Imagine that?

Me a logger.

You know,

some of the fellas

down at that union hall

are getting plenty

pissed off at you.

They said--

They said they're

going to kick your ass

'til your nose bleeds.

That's what they said.

Hey, wait,

you know what?

We got the lumberman's

field day coming up.

Boy, I sure bet the boys

would like to see

all you Stamper folks

out there when that gets underway.

That's swell.

You can build bleachers

and sell tickets.

Thanks a lot, fellas.

I sure do appreciate

the ride.

Hey, now look.

You make sure that

you fellas come out, you hear?

OK, Stampers,

up and at 'em.

Hey, girls,

we got an invitation

to the lumberman's

field day.

Neat work you guys do up here.

Well, Leland,

all you got to do

is find something else

for mommy to wipe her

little baby's butt with.

And all this neat works

out a business.

What's he going on,

Hank?

Setting the choker.

Well, you look at

the bright side of it, Lee.

It's going to make a man

out of you.

The fella down there.

Name's Hook.

He'll show you around.

And you see that

thin thing up there?

You stay away from that.

Flaps 30, 40 feet.

It's a haul back.

We don't want to waste

a lot of time

picking up

what's left of you.

Right down there.

I'm gonna go cut me a tail spar.

That first step's a b*tch.

Hi, I'm Leland.

Hi. How are you? I'm Hook.

You get off on that side,

and I'll get off on this side.

And I'll show you

how to set one of these.

Okey doke.

You got her?

Where is it?

Find it?

Oh, yeah, I got it.

Insert it right

in that slot there.

Now let's get this one.

I'll let you get on the uphill

side and you can fix this one.

I get your fingers?

No.

Now what?

Just head uphill there.

We'll get out of the way.

You got it?

OK.

Now let's get this.

Oh, look out!

God damn!

Sorry.

Hold onto that.

Hey, Hooks.

Kid coming up?

I don't think so.

The little bastard done

all right this morning though.

Jesus Christ!

God damn!

Where'd you learn

the strip act? In college?

Some whore of a bug

bit me.

It's a carpenter ant.

Sh*t!

Well, listen to that.

He can cuss too.

Don't that beat everything.

Here.

I guess you done OK.

You'll get the hang of it.

You know what you can do

with this job, King Kong?

You can shove it.

Well...

You got a hell of

a good point there, bub.

It ain't a lot of fun.

But it's something

that we do pretty good.

And it's...

you know what's

gotten into me?

You know what's running

through my head right now?

What are you doing here?

What'd you come

back here for?

The old man's at The Snag.

Oh, yeah?

Really. John heard it in town.

The old man's down at The Snag.

Well, it ain't election day

so I suppose they're serving

booze down there.

Yeah.

You think he's going

to be all right, though?

The way things are in town?

Well, there's about

and one of Henry.

So I figure the odds

are in our favor.

Who's talking about

good ol' days?

...always talking

about good ol' days.

Hell. There weren't nothing good

about them except...

Hi, Hank.

How you doing, buddy?

Pretty good. Hi, Henry.

Can I buy you a beer?

Yeah.

OK.

Hey, get us a couple more beers.

Haven't seen you in a while.

Guess you been working

pretty hard though, huh?

Yeah.

Well, that's good.

Things were going pretty good

for me until about a month ago.

You know, I've had

Gregory Peck and Doris Day

all week down at the theater.

But nobody's coming down

to see 'em.

Bang up shows, too.

Guys keep on telling me

I should put on those

new sex movies.

Everything's all tit and butt.

But I just won't stoop that low.

I got a real special

down at the laundry too.

Three shirts for 99 cents.

A real special.

But people just can't afford it.

Not with the strike

going on, Hank.

You know what I mean.

Hell, you know what

I'm talking about.

I mean, God knows you wouldn't

want to do anything

to hurt anybody in this town.

We just want your help,

that's all.

Well, I've tried,

Willard.

But my wife won't let

anybody touch my shirts.

At least you know

who your friends were.

What'd you say?

In those days you could

trust your friends.

They didn't knife you

in the back.

Boy, if I was

a cut much younger,

I'd wrap that chair

across your fat gut.

Henry, be a sweet young

fellow and head on home.

Got to get my cane.

Oh!

Hey! Hey.

Sorry, Floyd. I didn't

mean to do that.

Be nice if that whole

God damn family dropped dead.

OK. She's set.

Look out! Look at that

son of a b*tch come!

Who set that?

The kid set that one.

Ah, what I heard is you got

a big one loose today.

Who told you that?

Them things get around.

Hell,

even a dumb fool woman

can set up

a choker proper.

I wonder how she would make out

if someone sawed it through.

What does that mean?

Sawed it through, Hank.

Look,

I tell you something.

Get enough hair

in your eyes

you can see almost

anything.

Maybe we better keep

the kids home tomorrow, huh?

Why don't we all

stay home tomorrow?

Man the barricades.

We could make our stand on

the bend of the river.

The proud Stampers!

And never give

a God damn inch.

That's the old Stamper

motto, isn't it? Hmm?

Words to live by

for the ruling scabs of Oregon.

For a kid almost killed,

he's...

still got a sense of humor.

Come on, girls,

let's go.

Why didn't

you go hunting?

I don't know.

I guess I'd want

the fox to win.

Come on. Come on.

Let's go.

Don't you ever

get a day off?

Not very often.

What do they do

at a lumberman's

field day anyway?

They drink beer

and play grab ass

with each other's motorcycles.

Couldn't have been easy

for you coming back here.

Wasn't hard either.

Hell, it was the first trip

I'd had all year

on rubber tires.

I was just sitting there

one day,

sitting in my room staring

at the ceiling with the gas on.

Gas?

Yeah, it was going

for maybe 20 minutes or so.

I got this really

brilliant idea.

I was going to have this

last joint and go out high.

So rolled up this joint

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