The Miracle of 'The Green Mile' Page #3

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Getting screwed.

I'm getting the cap.

Arlen Bitterbuck...

...electricity shall be passed through

your body until you are dead...

...in accordance with state law.

God have mercy on your soul.

Amen.

Roll on two.

And that's that.

I'm frying! I'm frying!

I'm a done tom turkey!

This is a shocking experience!

One of the witnesses

showed up a day early.

Let's do it again,

and let's get it right this time.

Get that idiot out of the chair.

Do you think if a man sincerely

repents on what he done wrong...

...that he might get to go back to

the time that was happiest for him...

...and live there forever?

Could that be what heaven's like?

I just about believe that very thing.

Had me a young wife when I was 1 8.

Spent our first summer in the mountains.

Made love every night.

And she'd lie there after...

...bare-breasted in the firelight.

And we'd talk sometimes

till the sun come up.

That was my best time.

It'll be fine.

You'll do fine.

Arlen Bitterbuck, electricity shall

now be passed through your body...

...until you are dead,

in accordance with state law.

God have mercy on your soul.

Roll on two.

Again.

Adios, chief.

Drop us a card from hell.

Let us know if it's hot enough.

He's paid what he owed.

He's square with the house again...

...so keep your goddamn hands off him!

What's up his ass?

You.

Always. You, Percy.

You gotta hate the new boy?

That the way it is around here?

Why don't you just move on?

Take that job at Briar Ridge?

Oh, yeah. I know all about it.

Sounds to me like a pretty good job.

I might just take it too,

soon as you put me out front.

Yeah, you heard me.

I want Brutal's spot

for the next execution.

Seeing a man die, that's not enough.

You gotta smell his nuts cook.

I just wanna be out front, is all.

Come on. One time.

And then you know what?

You'll be rid of me. I swear.

And if I say no?

Well, I might just

stick around for good.

Make me a career of this...

...boss.

You won't believe this.

Look.

I done tame me that mouse.

We see that.

Watch this. Watch what he do.

Ain't he something now?

He's smart, Mr. Jingles.

-Mr. Jingles?

-That his name.

He whispered in my ear.

Hey, captain...

...could I have a box for my mouse

so he can sleep in here with me?

Your English gets better

when you want something.

Wanna see what else he can do?

Watch, watch.

Mr. Jingle? Mr. Jingle,

wanna play fetch?

Wanna play fetch?

Play fetch. Watch, watch, watch.

He fetch it every time. Every time.

That's some smart mouse, Del.

Like he a circus mouse or something.

Correct. That just what he is too.

He's a circus mouse.

When I get out,

he'll make me rich.

You just watch and see

if he don't do that.

We play fetch again?

Well, well, well.

Looks like you found yourself

a new friend.

Don't hurt him.

Is that the one I chased?

Yeah, that's the one.

Only Del says his name is Mr. Jingles.

Is that so?

Del's been asking for a box.

Thinks the mouse will sleep in it.

Might keep it for a pet.

What do you think?

You know what?

We ought to find a cigar box...

...and get some cotton batting

from the dispensary to line it with.

That should do real nice.

Man said get a cigar box.

Hal, you wanted to see me?

Close the door.

So you know...

...you got a new prisoner

coming in here tomorrow.

"William Wharton."

He's what you call...

...a problem child.

Got "Billy the IKid" tattooed

on his left arm.

Been rambling all over the state

last few years...

...causing all kinds of trouble.

Finally hit the big time.

IKilled three people in a holdup.

One of them a pregnant woman.

Bad news all around.

It's a tumor, Paul.

A brain tumor.

They got...

...x-ray pictures of it.

It's the size of a lemon, they said.

And...

...way down...

...deep inside,

where they can't operate.

I haven't told her.

I can't think how.

For the life of me, Paul...

...l can't think how to

tell my wife...

...she's going to die.

Oh, oh, God.

Oh, God.

I'm going.

What?

To see Dr. Bishop. I'm going.

Today.

Soon as we get that new inmate

squared away.

That bad?

Oh, yeah.

The boy's doped to the gills.

Hand me them clothes.

William Wharton?

You put on these clothes now.

We'll have to do this.

Hellraiser, huh?

Look more like a limp noodle to me.

You've been declared competent, son.

You know what that means?

You're gonna ride the lightning.

Shut up, give us a hand.

Hellraiser.

You don't look so good.

Look like you're running you a fever.

Boss Edgecomb?

I needs to see you down here.

I got things to tend to, John Coffey.

You just stay still in your cell.

E Block.

Come on, let's go.

Come on. Look alive, big boy.

Careful.

Careful.

Step up.

Step up.

Ain't this a party now?

-Is it or what?

-Let him go.

-Shoot him.

-See who you hit.

Shoot the son of a b*tch.

Shoot him!

Hit him, Percy!

Goddamn it! Hit him.

Hit me, you limp noodle.

Hit him, Percy!

Goddamn it, hit him!

Come on, Percy. Hit me.

I'm warning you.

You warning me?

I'm warning you!

-You're warning me?!

-Shoot him!

Well, come on--

You're a big f***er.

Where'd you come from?

Come on, Dean.

Come on, boy, get up.

All right. Let it breathe.

That's it. Just breathe.

Just breathe.

Breathe. Breathe, boy.

-Didn't see it coming.

-Come on, boy, breathe.

Come on. Just breathe.

We thought he was doped.

Didn't we? Didn't we, all of us,

think he was doped?

You didn't ask?

I guess that's not a mistake...

...you'll be needing to make again

anytime soon, is it?

You go get Dean and Harry looked at.

Make sure they're all right.

Percy, you make the report

to the warden for me.

Say the situation's under control.

It's not a story.

He won't appreciate you

drawing out the suspense.

What about you?

You're about to collapse.

I've got the Mile

till you all come back.

Go on now. Go.

Come on, boy.

Let's get you looked at.

Boss, I needs to see you down here.

This is not a good time, John Coffey...

...not a good time at all.

But I needs to see you, boss.

I needs to talk to you.

Closer.

You know you ain't

supposed to do that.

Mind your business, Del.

What do you want, John Coffey?

Just to help it.

Don't be afraid.

Help!

Help!

Coffey's killing Boss Edgecomb!

Help!

What are you doing?

Boss Howell! Help!

Boss Stanton! Somebody, come!

Help! Boss Howell! Boss Stanton!

Somebody, come!

John Coffey's killing Boss Edgecomb!

Del, for chrissakes, shut up!

What did you just do to me?

I helped it.

Didn't I help it?

I just took it back, is all.

Awful tired now, boss.

Dog-tired.

Boss, what that man do to you?

Hey, honey. How you feeling?

Oh, not too bad.

What did the doctor say?

You know doctors.

Gobbledygook, mostly.

Gobbledygook.

Having stew tonight.

What are you doing?

What does it feel like?

Well, I know what it feels like.

It feels great.

Not that I'm complaining...

...but we haven't gone four times

in one night since we were 1 9.

Yeah, we did, at your mom's.

Wanna tell me what's going on?

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