The Defiant Ones Page #2
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You're right, boy. You're right.
The time is gonna come.
It's sure gonna come.
All right. Now north is up that way.
( rock'n'roll)
All right, men, we're ready to move out.
The sheriff is in charge. I'm second in
command. You take your orders from us.
You will deploy into two groups,
pivotin' around the headquarters group,
which consists of the sheriff and myself.
You. Douse that radio.
One more thing.
This may take a couple of days.
Maybe more.
So all check your gear.
Your rations. Ponchos.
You new deputies,
you check with the troopers.
Keep your lines dressed. Don't fall behind.
Just one minute.
- Anythin' you'd like to add, Sheriff?
- Negative.
Deploy.
Let's move out.
( rock'n'roll)
I almost... swallowed half that river.
Thanks.
- What for?
- For pullin' me out.
Man, I didn't pull you out.
I kept you from pullin' me in.
( rock'n'roll)
What is it?
- You didn't approve of dogs.
- I got nothin' against dogs.
They're man's best friend, aren't they?
What are you lookin' for? Lipstick?
All right, Solly, get goin'.
Sheriff, I can't run my dogs
any more today. They need a rest.
- We got an hour of daylight left!
- Never mind. Our men need a rest, too.
- OK?
- OK, Solly.
It was that last waltz that did it.
You're givin' those cons
a pretty good head start.
They have to rest, too, you know.
You don't look so good yourself.
(croaking)
Now!
Got him!
(insects chirping)
(owls hooting)
Listen to 'em.
What are they?
Night birds mostly.
Bugs.
I wish they'd shut up.
Thanks.
- I keep listenin' for the dogs.
- It's too soon.
How fast do you think they can go?
Ain't no road. They gotta
come on foot, same as us.
- Animals in there?
- Some.
- What kind?
- All kinds.
- Like what?
- Like gators and...
Wild pig. Black bear.
- How come they don't make any noise?
- They animals.
They either bein' hunted or... huntin'.
Either way they don't make no noise.
I go with that.
Listen.
Must be a million of 'em. Not one of 'em
understands what the other one is sayin'.
They just bugs.
Bugs or people.
Nobody understands anybody.
Them animals, they're smarter.
You keep quiet and you hunt for yourself.
I go with that.
(distressed squeal)
(owl hoots)
What was that?
Weasel.
Hoot owl musta got him.
I thought you said they
didn't make any noise.
Only when they're dyin', Joker.
That's a great way to live.
You keep quiet all your life,
and the only time you open
your mouth is when you're dyin'.
Thanks.
Why don't you cut it out?
Hmm?
You keep saying "thanks".
I hate that word "thanks".
Don't mean nothin'.
You try makin' a livin'
with that word... you find out.
I used to park cars in Natchez.
A big fancy hotel. A fella'd give me
his car and I'd say "Thank you, sir."
I was doin' him a favour,
but I had to say "Thank you, sir."
- The louder I said it, the bigger the tip.
- That figures.
You gotta be Charlie Potatoes,
the man with the money.
Then you don't have to
bow down to nobody.
That's the way I'm gonna live.
Even when they didn't give me a tip
That word got like it was stickin'
needles in me every time I said it.
That can happen with a word.
You know what I mean, boy?
Yeah. And I got a needle stickin' in me
right now. Joker, don't call me "boy".
You're just too sensitive, man.
- I'm too nothin'.
- That's right. You're too nothin' is right.
But I got a little advice for you, man,
because I like you, man.
You gotta take things as they are.
You can't keep fighting 'em.
I see you got a lot to learn, boy.
Like you livin' in that fancy hotel?
Yeah. Like me livin' in that fancy hotel.
- You think they'll let me in that hotel?
- Sure they'll let you in that hotel.
Through the back door,
if you got a pail and a mop.
And you through the front door,
just long enough to collect your tip!
What's eatin' you?
Just because I called you a ni...
Yeah.
Well, that's what you are, ain't it?
It's like callin' a spade a spade.
I'm a hunky. I don't try to argue out of it.
You can call me a bohunk. I don't mind.
You ever hear tell of a bohunk
in a woodpile, Joker?
You ever hear tell of
"catch a bohunk by the toe"?
- Depends on how you mean it.
- How'd you mean it?
Don't crowd me!
I didn't make up no names!
No, you breathe it in when you're born,
and you spit it out from then on.
That name sure bugs you, don't it?
Well, that's the way it is, and you're stuck
with it, cos I didn't make any rules.
- No, but you sure live by 'em.
- Even them swamp animals.
- Even that weasel.
You callin' me a weasel?
No, I'm callin' you a white man.
(hooting)
What's the matter?
Nothin'.
Come on, let's get outta here.
(distant voice) Gee up! Haaahh!
- Do you think he saw us?
- I don't know.
- What is this? Where are we?
- I think it's some kind of clay pit.
Come on, let's get outta here.
Why don't you... Let go of the chain!
You tellin' me what to do?!
Come on, let's try it again!
Let me try it...
Let me try it on your shoulders.
- Give me a little slack!
- I can't!
Don't let go now! Hold on!
Hold on!
I got it! I got it!
Don't slip! Hold on!
- What are you doin'?
- Lookin' at this hand.
- What for?
- Looks infected.
- It needs fixin'.
- Don't do me any favours.
I ain't doin' you no favours, Joker.
That feels nice and cool.
It's a poultice.
What do you want me to say?
Want me to say thanks?
All right. Thanks. Thanks.
Thanks. Thanks!
That word sure bugs you, don't it?
Well, I been sayin' it all my life.
When I was a kid, I didn't have no shoes.
In church I'd sit with the rest of the kids
and I'd say "Thank you, Lord! Thank you!"
Well, they didn't have
no shoes either, Joker.
All God's children got shoes.
Come on.
(dogs barking)
Muller speakin'. Kill the roadblocks.
They've headed north.
No, no chance of them circlin' back.
They're already across the McHenry.
The trail is still pretty fresh.
We should have 'em in a day or two.
Max, I've got somethin' I want
to say to you. It's important.
Get down.
Call my wife, will you?
Tell her everything's OK.
Listen, Max. This is important.
I'm not lettin' my dogs
cross that water out there.
Fine.
I'm lettin' nobody make me ruin my dogs.
I hope you treat your grandmother
- Oh, that's funny.
- Wasn't meant to be.
Well, I think more of these here dogs
than I do of any two old stinkin' convicts.
Good. Good.
Max, you don't care if
I use your phone, do you?
( rock'n'roll)
Got anythin'?
Well, the way I got it figured,
we'll ford it here...
(radio off)
Regroup across the river,
then backtrack and pick up the trail.
- Fine.
- That detour will cost us two hours.
- Can't be helped.
- I think it could.
Why don't we call Cumberland?
For what? Ask for a tank
and armoured divisions?
They have a 12-hour start,
and we're about to lose two!
- I appreciate the arithmetic.
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