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# The earth | 0:00:10 | 0:00:13 | |
# Is in a blaze | 0:00:13 | 0:00:16 | |
# The world | 0:00:17 | 0:00:19 | |
# Is in a maze | 0:00:20 | 0:00:23 | |
# The way | 0:00:24 | 0:00:26 | |
# Of life today | 0:00:28 | 0:00:31 | |
# Is strange and odd | 0:00:31 | 0:00:35 | |
# What happened | 0:00:35 | 0:00:39 | |
# Across the sea | 0:00:39 | 0:00:42 | |
# May come | 0:00:42 | 0:00:46 | |
# To you and me | 0:00:46 | 0:00:50 | |
# Oh, come | 0:00:50 | 0:00:53 | |
# Let us go back | 0:00:53 | 0:00:57 | |
# To God | 0:00:57 | 0:00:59 | |
-# Go back to God -Oh, come on | 0:00:59 | 0:01:03 | |
# Let's go back to God | 0:01:03 | 0:01:05 | |
-# Let us go back -Let's go back to God | 0:01:05 | 0:01:09 | |
-# Come on -Let us go back to God | 0:01:09 | 0:01:12 | |
-# Let us go -Let's go back to God | 0:01:12 | 0:01:16 | |
-# I know the way -Let's go back to God | 0:01:16 | 0:01:19 | |
-# Without my Lord -Let's go back to God | 0:01:19 | 0:01:22 | |
-# Is mighty hard -Let's go back to God | 0:01:22 | 0:01:26 | |
-# Oh, yeah -Let's go back to God | 0:01:26 | 0:01:30 | |
-# I know death has -Let's go back to God | 0:01:30 | 0:01:33 | |
-# Brought to pass -Let's go back to God | 0:01:33 | 0:01:35 | |
-# Yeah, death has marked -Let's go back to God | 0:01:35 | 0:01:40 | |
-# The path we trod -Let's go back to God | 0:01:40 | 0:01:44 | |
-# Come on, yeah -Let's go back to God | 0:01:44 | 0:01:47 | |
-# Let us go back -Let's go back to God | 0:01:47 | 0:01:51 | |
-# Go back to God -Let's go back to God. # | 0:01:51 | 0:01:56 | |
LOUD SNORING | 0:01:56 | 0:01:58 | |
RADAR BEEPS | 0:01:58 | 0:02:00 | |
-DOOR SLAMS -Ah! | 0:02:24 | 0:02:26 | |
Oh, afternoon, Mrs Munson. | 0:02:26 | 0:02:29 | |
Afternoon, Sheriff. | 0:02:29 | 0:02:31 | |
You know the Funthes boy? | 0:02:31 | 0:02:33 | |
Er, Mackatee Funthes? | 0:02:33 | 0:02:36 | |
No, no, not him. Weemack. | 0:02:36 | 0:02:38 | |
Mackatee's eldest. | 0:02:38 | 0:02:40 | |
Yeah, I believe I do. | 0:02:40 | 0:02:42 | |
-Well, he's a good boy... -Mmn-hmn. | 0:02:42 | 0:02:44 | |
..but he done gone to the Costco in Pascagoula | 0:02:44 | 0:02:47 | |
-and got hisself a blaster. -What? | 0:02:47 | 0:02:49 | |
-And he been playing that music! -Well, if you want... | 0:02:49 | 0:02:51 | |
-Loud! -Well, I could go talk to him. | 0:02:51 | 0:02:54 | |
-"Left My Wallet In El Segundo!" -He left his...? | 0:02:54 | 0:02:57 | |
Hippity-hop music! | 0:02:57 | 0:02:58 | |
They calls it hippity-hop music, | 0:02:58 | 0:03:00 | |
but it don't make me want to go hippity-hop! | 0:03:00 | 0:03:03 | |
Mmn-mmn! Mmn! | 0:03:03 | 0:03:05 | |
And Othar don't like that music, neither. | 0:03:05 | 0:03:09 | |
It's been disturbing Othar, has it? | 0:03:09 | 0:03:11 | |
Well, how could it help but do? | 0:03:11 | 0:03:14 | |
-"Left My Wallet in El Segundo." -He left his... | 0:03:14 | 0:03:17 | |
And do you know what they call coloured folks in them songs?! | 0:03:17 | 0:03:20 | |
Have you got any idea? | 0:03:20 | 0:03:23 | |
-No, ma'am, I... -Niggers! | 0:03:23 | 0:03:25 | |
-Ooh! -I don't even want to say the word. | 0:03:25 | 0:03:28 | |
Now, I won't say it twice, I can tell you that. | 0:03:28 | 0:03:31 | |
-I'll say it one time... -Yes, ma'am. -..in the course of my complaint. -Yes. | 0:03:31 | 0:03:35 | |
-Niggers! -Mmn-hmn! | 0:03:35 | 0:03:37 | |
2,000 years after Jesus! | 0:03:37 | 0:03:39 | |
30 years after Martin Luther King! | 0:03:39 | 0:03:42 | |
-The age of Montel! -Mmn! | 0:03:42 | 0:03:44 | |
-Sweet Lord of mercy, is that where we at? -Mmn. | 0:03:44 | 0:03:47 | |
Weemack down to Pascagoula | 0:03:47 | 0:03:49 | |
and gettin' hisself a big ol' thumpety stereo | 0:03:49 | 0:03:52 | |
so he can listen to that trash! | 0:03:52 | 0:03:54 | |
-You got to help that boy. -You want me to help him? | 0:03:54 | 0:03:57 | |
Extend that helping hand. Show an interest. | 0:03:57 | 0:04:00 | |
-Well, we're here to help. -Well, God bless you for that. | 0:04:00 | 0:04:03 | |
You don't want to be tried and found wantin'. | 0:04:03 | 0:04:05 | |
-No, ma'am! -Many done tunkalow parzen, Sheriff. | 0:04:05 | 0:04:09 | |
Many, many done tunkalow parzen. | 0:04:09 | 0:04:12 | |
Many what, ma'am? | 0:04:12 | 0:04:14 | |
You been tried and found wantin'! | 0:04:14 | 0:04:16 | |
-You don't want that writing on the wall. -No, ma'am. | 0:04:16 | 0:04:20 | |
-Feast of Balthazar. -Yeah, that sounds good! | 0:04:20 | 0:04:22 | |
The Apostle John said, | 0:04:22 | 0:04:25 | |
"Behold, there's a stranger in our midst come to destroy us." | 0:04:25 | 0:04:29 | |
BOTH: Yes, ma'am! | 0:04:29 | 0:04:31 | |
# Come | 0:04:31 | 0:04:33 | |
# Let us go back | 0:04:33 | 0:04:37 | |
# To God | 0:04:37 | 0:04:39 | |
-# Go back to God -Oh, come on | 0:04:39 | 0:04:43 | |
# Let's go back to God | 0:04:43 | 0:04:45 | |
-# Let us go back -Let's go back to God | 0:04:45 | 0:04:49 | |
-# Come on -Let's go back to God | 0:04:49 | 0:04:52 | |
-# Let's go back -Let's go back to God | 0:04:52 | 0:04:55 | |
-# Come on, yeah -Let's go back to God | 0:04:55 | 0:04:59 | |
-# Let us go back -Let's go back to God | 0:04:59 | 0:05:03 | |
-# Go back to God -Come let's go back... # | 0:05:03 | 0:05:05 | |
Aww! You need something to eat, angel. | 0:05:05 | 0:05:10 | |
Othar, I went and complained about Weemack today. | 0:05:11 | 0:05:16 | |
Don't know if it'll do any good! | 0:05:16 | 0:05:18 | |
That boy hanging by a thread. Over the pit. | 0:05:18 | 0:05:22 | |
Fiery pit! | 0:05:22 | 0:05:24 | |
"Left My Wallet In El Segundo." | 0:05:24 | 0:05:28 | |
Oooh! | 0:05:29 | 0:05:30 | |
67 years of life, | 0:05:31 | 0:05:34 | |
46 years of marriage - | 0:05:34 | 0:05:38 | |
you mean to tell me you never once suffered from piles? | 0:05:38 | 0:05:42 | |
Well, it's the human condition! | 0:05:42 | 0:05:45 | |
Most humans, anyhow. | 0:05:45 | 0:05:47 | |
Like that ballplayer said, | 0:05:47 | 0:05:50 | |
the world's got two kind of folks - | 0:05:50 | 0:05:53 | |
them that's got the piles and them that's gonna get 'em. | 0:05:53 | 0:05:57 | |
But you always was healthy as a ox. | 0:05:57 | 0:06:00 | |
Passed on 'fore you could get the piles. Mm-hmm! | 0:06:00 | 0:06:03 | |
Ooh, thank the Lord you never was sick. | 0:06:03 | 0:06:07 | |
Just went and passed away, nice and peaceful. | 0:06:07 | 0:06:12 | |
Go to sleep one night, wake up in the glory land! | 0:06:12 | 0:06:16 | |
Whoo! | 0:06:16 | 0:06:18 | |
CAT GROWLS SOFTLY | 0:06:23 | 0:06:25 | |
SHARP RAP AT DOOR | 0:06:25 | 0:06:27 | |
-CAT MEOWS -Pickles! | 0:06:37 | 0:06:39 | |
Go fetch Pickles! | 0:06:41 | 0:06:44 | |
Pickles? | 0:06:44 | 0:06:45 | |
Aw! He's up that tree again! | 0:06:45 | 0:06:48 | |
-You better shimmy on up. -Well, I do apologise, madam, | 0:06:48 | 0:06:52 | |
but won't the feline eventually tire of his lonely perch, | 0:06:52 | 0:06:56 | |
and, pining for affection, return on his own initiative? | 0:06:56 | 0:06:59 | |
The point being... | 0:06:59 | 0:07:02 | |
must we actually ascend the tree? | 0:07:02 | 0:07:05 | |
Look, I don't want no double talk. | 0:07:05 | 0:07:08 | |
If you not gonna fetch him, I guess I gotta call the police. | 0:07:08 | 0:07:10 | |
-Police? -And they not gonna be happy! | 0:07:10 | 0:07:13 | |
Every time they have to fetch him, | 0:07:13 | 0:07:15 | |
they swear they'll never do it no more. | 0:07:15 | 0:07:18 | |
No need to call the authorities, madam. | 0:07:18 | 0:07:21 | |
I did this often as a child. | 0:07:21 | 0:07:24 | |
I was a positive lemur. | 0:07:24 | 0:07:26 | |
Here, kitty. | 0:07:26 | 0:07:27 | |
-Don't upset him, now! -I wouldn't think of it, madam. | 0:07:27 | 0:07:30 | |
Harmless little Felix domesticus. | 0:07:30 | 0:07:33 | |
HE GRUNTS | 0:07:33 | 0:07:35 | |
Here, kitty! Come to GH. | 0:07:35 | 0:07:38 | |
Come, come. CAT GROWLS SOFTLY | 0:07:38 | 0:07:40 | |
Here, kitty. Here, kitty. Come, come. | 0:07:40 | 0:07:44 | |
-No, no! -That's not how Sheriff Wyner do it. | 0:07:44 | 0:07:47 | |
Here, here. Come, come. CAT HISSES | 0:07:47 | 0:07:50 | |
Come to the professor. | 0:07:50 | 0:07:52 | |
Oof! | 0:07:56 | 0:07:58 | |
I... Thank you, madam, for your act of kindness. | 0:08:03 | 0:08:07 | |
Well, you let him out. | 0:08:07 | 0:08:09 | |
I certainly did, and for that, I apologise no end. | 0:08:09 | 0:08:12 | |
Allow me to present myself, er, formally. | 0:08:12 | 0:08:17 | |
Goldthwait Higginson Dorr PhD. | 0:08:17 | 0:08:20 | |
Like Elmer? | 0:08:21 | 0:08:23 | |
I beg your pardon, ma'am? | 0:08:23 | 0:08:24 | |
Fudd. | 0:08:24 | 0:08:26 | |
No, no. PhD is a mark of academic attainment, | 0:08:27 | 0:08:32 | |
bestowed, in my case, in recognition of my mastery | 0:08:32 | 0:08:35 | |
of the antique languages of Latin and Greek. | 0:08:35 | 0:08:37 | |
I hold a number of advanced degrees, including the Baccalaureate | 0:08:37 | 0:08:41 | |
from a school in Paris, France, called the Sorbonne. | 0:08:41 | 0:08:44 | |
Sore bone. Hmn. | 0:08:44 | 0:08:46 | |
Well, that fits! | 0:08:46 | 0:08:48 | |
You ever study at Bob Jones University? | 0:08:48 | 0:08:51 | |
-I have not had that privilege. -Oh, that's a Bible school! | 0:08:51 | 0:08:54 | |
-Only the finest in the country! -Ooh! | 0:08:54 | 0:08:56 | |
-I send 'em 5 every month. -That's very generous. | 0:08:56 | 0:08:58 | |
-I'm on the mailing list! -Indeed. -I'm a angel! -Are you? Yes. | 0:08:58 | 0:09:01 | |
-They list my name in the newsletter! -Do they? | 0:09:01 | 0:09:05 | |
I got the literature over here, if you'd like to examine it. | 0:09:05 | 0:09:08 | |
Perhaps when my head has recovered from its...buffeting. | 0:09:08 | 0:09:13 | |
Mrs Munson, are you at all curious | 0:09:13 | 0:09:16 | |
as to why I darkened your door, as the expression would have it, | 0:09:16 | 0:09:21 | |
on this lovely, lovely camellia-scented morn? | 0:09:21 | 0:09:24 | |
I was wonderin', till you let Pickles out. | 0:09:24 | 0:09:27 | |
-I understand. -Then in all the excitement, I... | 0:09:27 | 0:09:30 | |
The fact is, I saw the sign in your window | 0:09:30 | 0:09:32 | |
advertising a room to let. | 0:09:32 | 0:09:35 | |
And there are no other such signs among the houses | 0:09:35 | 0:09:38 | |
on this charming, charming street. | 0:09:38 | 0:09:41 | |
Yeah, I got a room. 15 a week. | 0:09:41 | 0:09:44 | |
I'm looking for a quiet tenant. | 0:09:44 | 0:09:46 | |
Madam, you are addressing a man who is quiet... | 0:09:46 | 0:09:51 | |
and yet...not quiet, | 0:09:51 | 0:09:55 | |
if I may offer a riddle. | 0:09:55 | 0:09:57 | |
I am currently on sabbatical from the institution where I teach, | 0:09:57 | 0:10:02 | |
the University of Mississippi at Hattiesburg. | 0:10:02 | 0:10:05 | |
I am taking a year off to indulge my passion, | 0:10:05 | 0:10:08 | |
and that is not too strong a word, | 0:10:08 | 0:10:10 | |
-for the music of the Renaissance. -Mmn-hmn. | 0:10:10 | 0:10:13 | |
I perform in, and have the honour of directing, | 0:10:13 | 0:10:15 | |
a period-instrument ensemble that performs at Renaissance fairs | 0:10:15 | 0:10:19 | |
and other cultural fora throughout central southern Mississippi. | 0:10:19 | 0:10:22 | |
We perform on the instruments | 0:10:22 | 0:10:24 | |
for which the music was written and composed. | 0:10:24 | 0:10:26 | |
Now, wait a minute. You got some kind of band? | 0:10:26 | 0:10:30 | |
The word "band" would be, in this context, | 0:10:30 | 0:10:35 | |
something of a misnomer. | 0:10:35 | 0:10:37 | |
Though we do play together, hence the word "ensemble", | 0:10:37 | 0:10:41 | |
the nature of the music is such | 0:10:41 | 0:10:43 | |
that one would hesitate to apply the epithet "band", | 0:10:43 | 0:10:47 | |
with connotations of jangling... | 0:10:47 | 0:10:49 | |
So, y'all don't play hippity-hop? "I Left My Wallet In El Segundo!" | 0:10:49 | 0:10:54 | |
Songs with the titles spelled all funny? | 0:10:54 | 0:10:56 | |
No, no, no! We play music... | 0:10:56 | 0:10:59 | |
that has been composed to the greater glory of God. | 0:10:59 | 0:11:04 | |
Devotional music. | 0:11:06 | 0:11:08 | |
Church music. | 0:11:08 | 0:11:10 | |
-Gospel music? -Well, inspired by the Gospel, certainly. | 0:11:10 | 0:11:15 | |
The vintage, of course, is no more recent than the Rococo. | 0:11:15 | 0:11:18 | |
Rococo, huh? | 0:11:18 | 0:11:20 | |
Well, I guess that'd be OK. | 0:11:20 | 0:11:22 | |
But I don't propose to inflict our rehearsals on you. | 0:11:22 | 0:11:26 | |
May I enquire, | 0:11:26 | 0:11:28 | |
do you have a root cellar? | 0:11:28 | 0:11:31 | |
Ah. | 0:11:34 | 0:11:35 | |
Yes. | 0:11:35 | 0:11:37 | |
Yes, yes. | 0:11:38 | 0:11:41 | |
-This looks promising. -A little dank, ain't it? | 0:11:42 | 0:11:46 | |
Indeed. That only improves the acoustics. | 0:11:46 | 0:11:50 | |
PERFORMS STRANGE VOCAL EXERCISE | 0:11:53 | 0:11:56 | |
Marvellous. | 0:11:58 | 0:12:00 | |
Yes. HE GASPS | 0:12:00 | 0:12:03 | |
These earthen walls are ideal | 0:12:03 | 0:12:06 | |
for baffling the higher registers of the, er, lute or sackbut. | 0:12:06 | 0:12:13 | |
HE YELPS | 0:12:13 | 0:12:16 | |
That is why so much music of the cinquecento | 0:12:16 | 0:12:18 | |
was played in crypts and catacombs. | 0:12:18 | 0:12:20 | |
This is ideal. This is perfect. | 0:12:20 | 0:12:22 | |
This is more than perfect. I can scarcely contain my glee. | 0:12:22 | 0:12:26 | |
Oh, you containin' it OK. | 0:12:26 | 0:12:28 | |
GOSPEL-INFUSED HIP-HOP PLAYS | 0:12:28 | 0:12:32 | |
You gotta peel this shit out. Sometimes it sticks to the bottom. | 0:12:32 | 0:12:35 | |
Man, she smells. | 0:12:35 | 0:12:38 | |
Even out here on the casino floor you find goddamn mercy pads! | 0:12:38 | 0:12:43 | |
I don't know what the fuck people be doing while they're gamblin'. | 0:12:43 | 0:12:47 | |
Mack, I ain't peeling no funky shit with my human hands. | 0:12:47 | 0:12:50 | |
That's nothin' but a prescription for diseases and viruses and shit! | 0:12:50 | 0:12:54 | |
Shit, you gotta do it. Mr Gudge checks everything. | 0:12:54 | 0:12:57 | |
This tunnel leads back to the land for the people that work for Mannex. | 0:12:57 | 0:13:00 | |
Mannex - they own the Bandit Queen, three other boats. | 0:13:00 | 0:13:03 | |
This is where they take all their corporate shit, Gudge and them. | 0:13:03 | 0:13:06 | |
The light's ugly as hell, but, shit, ain't as many Tucks. | 0:13:06 | 0:13:10 | |
-Let me in, motherfucker! -< -What's the password? | 0:13:12 | 0:13:15 | |
Kiss my ass! | 0:13:15 | 0:13:16 | |
LARGE MAN LAUGHS HEARTILY | 0:13:18 | 0:13:20 | |
They count the dough here. | 0:13:22 | 0:13:24 | |
You try to take any, Elron'll shoot yo ass. | 0:13:24 | 0:13:27 | |
Goddamn! | 0:13:27 | 0:13:29 | |
Dawg, this is a motherfuckin' pigsty! | 0:13:29 | 0:13:31 | |
You are a squeaky-ass motherfuckin' pig! | 0:13:31 | 0:13:35 | |
You got Cocoa Krispies on your uniform, | 0:13:35 | 0:13:37 | |
you got breakfast there, and you still eating goddamn lunch. | 0:13:37 | 0:13:40 | |
If ass was nickels, you'd be a motherfuckin' millionaire. | 0:13:40 | 0:13:43 | |
Spread out. Look at you! You a disgrace before God. | 0:13:43 | 0:13:46 | |
You is a fat motherfucker, I swear... | 0:13:46 | 0:13:49 | |
Hey, Mr Gudge, er, how're you doin'? | 0:13:49 | 0:13:51 | |
-I'm doing fine. -All right. | 0:13:51 | 0:13:53 | |
So, how's the new man? | 0:13:53 | 0:13:55 | |
Oh, he's a cleanin' motherfucker. | 0:13:55 | 0:13:57 | |
Is that a fact? | 0:13:57 | 0:13:59 | |
What's up, my nigga? | 0:13:59 | 0:14:01 | |
TRIUMPHANT MUSIC PLAYS | 0:14:02 | 0:14:05 | |
Cut! | 0:14:09 | 0:14:10 | |
Cut! Cut. Cut. | 0:14:10 | 0:14:12 | |
Goddamn it, his canteen fell off. Props! | 0:14:12 | 0:14:15 | |
The goddamn thing's canteen fell off. | 0:14:15 | 0:14:18 | |
OK. We're prepared for that. | 0:14:18 | 0:14:20 | |
Mountain, put Otto into the apparatus. | 0:14:20 | 0:14:23 | |
-What the hell is this? -World War I vintage gas mask. | 0:14:28 | 0:14:32 | |
It's authentic. Strapped on, so it can't fall off. | 0:14:32 | 0:14:35 | |
The animal is free to be as active as he wants. | 0:14:35 | 0:14:37 | |
It doesn't inhibit his movement and it really sells the doughboy thing. | 0:14:37 | 0:14:42 | |
-It looks like a fucking joke. -You're absolutely right. | 0:14:42 | 0:14:45 | |
-The gas mask is a whimsical concept. -How does it eat the Nibbles? | 0:14:45 | 0:14:49 | |
Well, you're absolutely right. | 0:14:49 | 0:14:51 | |
-Don't let the client see this. Or that Humane fucker. -Course not. | 0:14:51 | 0:14:55 | |
They'll shut the fucking spot down! | 0:14:55 | 0:14:56 | |
Put the canteen back on! That says he's a soldier. | 0:14:56 | 0:14:59 | |
Dented tin canteen. Strap it to his fucking collar! | 0:14:59 | 0:15:02 | |
Easiest thing in the world. I just thought... | 0:15:02 | 0:15:05 | |
-What?! -You're right. | 0:15:05 | 0:15:07 | |
Canteen's much better. Let's go with that. | 0:15:07 | 0:15:09 | |
DOG GASPS FOR AIR | 0:15:09 | 0:15:11 | |
What's he doing? | 0:15:13 | 0:15:15 | |
Well, he's, er... Just breathe normally, Otto. | 0:15:15 | 0:15:18 | |
-The fucking dog can't breathe! -He can breathe! | 0:15:18 | 0:15:20 | |
Er, that thing is... Just breathe normally, Otto. | 0:15:20 | 0:15:23 | |
The fucking dog can't breathe! The fucking dog cannot breathe! | 0:15:23 | 0:15:26 | |
Get the fucking thing off him. | 0:15:26 | 0:15:28 | |
Of course. Easiest thing in the world. | 0:15:28 | 0:15:30 | |
Mountain, give me your Leatherman. | 0:15:30 | 0:15:32 | |
Chitra! Keep that Humane fucker from coming over here. | 0:15:32 | 0:15:35 | |
-He'll shit if he sees us. -There we go. | 0:15:35 | 0:15:38 | |
Mountain, run me a stinger. Don't give up, Otto! | 0:15:38 | 0:15:41 | |
-Mountain, I need two live leads! -But the gennie's 100 yards away. | 0:15:41 | 0:15:45 | |
Otto will have brain damage in 30 seconds! | 0:15:45 | 0:15:47 | |
Here we go. OK. Kiss of life. | 0:15:47 | 0:15:50 | |
Otto is fucking dead! What the fuck are you doing? | 0:15:50 | 0:15:52 | |
Otto is fucking dead! | 0:15:52 | 0:15:54 | |
Set! 320! | 0:15:55 | 0:15:58 | |
320! Hut! | 0:15:58 | 0:16:00 | |
Ooof! | 0:16:08 | 0:16:09 | |
90, tiger, x-slant, on one. Ready? Break! | 0:16:15 | 0:16:19 | |
Hut! | 0:16:19 | 0:16:20 | |
Split left. 68. Z-go. You the man. | 0:16:29 | 0:16:33 | |
Hey, butthead! | 0:16:33 | 0:16:35 | |
You the man! | 0:16:35 | 0:16:37 | |
-Me the man? -On one. Ready? Break! | 0:16:37 | 0:16:40 | |
390! | 0:16:40 | 0:16:42 | |
390! Hut! | 0:16:42 | 0:16:44 | |
CROWD ROARS | 0:16:52 | 0:16:54 | |
Oof! | 0:16:54 | 0:16:55 | |
WHISTLE BLOWS | 0:17:03 | 0:17:05 | |
Hudson! Get your ass off the field! | 0:17:07 | 0:17:09 | |
Get your ass off the field! | 0:17:09 | 0:17:12 | |
Goddamn it! Hudson, get your ass off... | 0:17:12 | 0:17:15 | |
You couldn't catch a cold! | 0:17:15 | 0:17:17 | |
-# Just another day, another dollar -Just another day | 0:17:17 | 0:17:19 | |
-# Just another day, another dollar -Just another day | 0:17:19 | 0:17:21 | |
-# Just another day, another dollar -Just another day... # | 0:17:21 | 0:17:24 | |
DOOR BEEPS | 0:17:33 | 0:17:36 | |
Hi, Dragon Lady. We want that fuckin' money. | 0:17:36 | 0:17:39 | |
We want that doughnut money. | 0:17:39 | 0:17:40 | |
SHE SPEAKS CHINESE RAPIDLY | 0:17:40 | 0:17:43 | |
SHE YELPS | 0:17:43 | 0:17:46 | |
-OK, papa san! -Whoa, whoa! | 0:17:46 | 0:17:47 | |
-We want that doughnut money. -We ain't fuckin' around, Mr Hi-ho! | 0:17:47 | 0:17:51 | |
It ain't complicated. | 0:17:51 | 0:17:52 | |
You give us the fucking money, don't get shot in the head. | 0:17:52 | 0:17:55 | |
Aye? You got three seconds. | 0:17:55 | 0:17:57 | |
You got three fuckin' seconds, aye? | 0:17:59 | 0:18:01 | |
-One, two, three. Understand? -We want that doughnut money! | 0:18:01 | 0:18:04 | |
Uno and two... | 0:18:04 | 0:18:06 | |
Uhhh! | 0:18:06 | 0:18:07 | |
His fingers are way the fuck up my nose! | 0:18:13 | 0:18:17 | |
Get your fingers out of my man's nose! | 0:18:17 | 0:18:20 | |
SHE SPEAKS CHINESE | 0:18:20 | 0:18:21 | |
Coffee? | 0:18:21 | 0:18:24 | |
HE HOWLS | 0:18:24 | 0:18:25 | |
-# Shine on -Let it | 0:18:37 | 0:18:39 | |
-# Shine on -Come on now, let your | 0:18:39 | 0:18:42 | |
-# Light from the lighthouse -Let it shine on me | 0:18:42 | 0:18:45 | |
-# Let it -Shine on | 0:18:45 | 0:18:47 | |
-# Come on now, let it -Shine on | 0:18:47 | 0:18:49 | |
# You've got to let your | 0:18:49 | 0:18:51 | |
-# Light from the lighthouse -Let it shine on me | 0:18:51 | 0:18:54 | |
-# Let it shine -Shine on | 0:18:54 | 0:18:57 | |
-# Let it shine on me -Shine on | 0:18:57 | 0:18:59 | |
-# Let it shine on -Shine on | 0:18:59 | 0:19:01 | |
-# You got to let it shine on me -Shine on | 0:19:01 | 0:19:03 | |
-# When you're walking in darkness -Shine on | 0:19:03 | 0:19:05 | |
-# You got to let it shine -Shine on | 0:19:05 | 0:19:08 | |
-# If you want to see the light -Aaah | 0:19:08 | 0:19:10 | |
-# You've got to let it shine -Shine | 0:19:10 | 0:19:12 | |
-# You've got to let it shine -Shine | 0:19:12 | 0:19:14 | |
-# You've got to let it shine -Shine | 0:19:14 | 0:19:16 | |
-# Come on, shine -Shine | 0:19:16 | 0:19:19 | |
-# Come on, shine -Shine | 0:19:19 | 0:19:21 | |
-# Come on, shine -Shine | 0:19:21 | 0:19:23 | |
# You've got to come on let it shine | 0:19:23 | 0:19:25 | |
# Whoo | 0:19:25 | 0:19:26 | |
# Let it shine | 0:19:29 | 0:19:31 | |
# Let it shine | 0:19:32 | 0:19:33 | |
-# Let it shine -Shine on | 0:19:41 | 0:19:43 | |
-# Let it shine -Shine on | 0:19:43 | 0:19:45 | |
-# Let it shine -Shine on | 0:19:45 | 0:19:47 | |
-# Let your light -From the lighthouse | 0:19:47 | 0:19:50 | |
# Shine | 0:19:50 | 0:19:52 | |
# On | 0:19:52 | 0:19:54 | |
-# Me -Let it shine on me | 0:19:54 | 0:19:57 | |
# Yeeeaaaah! # | 0:19:57 | 0:19:59 | |
I know you all remember... | 0:20:15 | 0:20:17 | |
that when Moses came down the mountain... ALL: Oh, yeah! | 0:20:17 | 0:20:20 | |
..carrying the Word of God... ALL: Word o' God! | 0:20:20 | 0:20:22 | |
..come down that Sinai peak... ALL: Yeah! | 0:20:22 | 0:20:24 | |
..he caught them Israelites red-handed. | 0:20:24 | 0:20:27 | |
What did he catch them doing? ALL MURMUR | 0:20:27 | 0:20:29 | |
He caught them worshippin'... ALL: Ah! | 0:20:29 | 0:20:31 | |
..a golden calf. ALL: Oh! | 0:20:31 | 0:20:33 | |
He caught 'em worshippin'... ALL: Worshippin'! | 0:20:33 | 0:20:35 | |
..a false god. | 0:20:35 | 0:20:37 | |
He caught them Israelites... | 0:20:37 | 0:20:39 | |
in decline. ALL: In decline! | 0:20:39 | 0:20:42 | |
What did Moses do when he saw those... | 0:20:42 | 0:20:45 | |
declinin', backslidin', never-mindin' sinners? | 0:20:45 | 0:20:47 | |
ALL: What he do? | 0:20:47 | 0:20:49 | |
Moses smote those sinners in his wrath! Yes, he did! ALL: He did! | 0:20:49 | 0:20:53 | |
Y'all know what "smote" is? ALL MURMUR | 0:20:53 | 0:20:56 | |
I smite, you smite, he smites, we done smote! | 0:20:56 | 0:20:58 | |
LAUGHTER | 0:20:58 | 0:21:00 | |
To smite is to go upside the head! | 0:21:00 | 0:21:03 | |
Because sometimes, brothers and sisters, that's the only way! | 0:21:03 | 0:21:07 | |
The only way. | 0:21:07 | 0:21:10 | |
To smite is to remind, | 0:21:10 | 0:21:12 | |
we got to stop that decline | 0:21:12 | 0:21:14 | |
and scramble back up to the face of the Almighty God! | 0:21:14 | 0:21:18 | |
Amen! | 0:21:18 | 0:21:19 | |
Instead of worshippin' that golden calf, | 0:21:19 | 0:21:22 | |
that earthly trash on that garbage island, | 0:21:22 | 0:21:25 | |
that garbage island in the shadowland, | 0:21:25 | 0:21:27 | |
wa-a-a-y... | 0:21:27 | 0:21:32 | |
way outside the Kingdom of God! | 0:21:32 | 0:21:34 | |
That garbage island where scavenger birds feast | 0:21:34 | 0:21:38 | |
on the bones of the backslidin' damned! | 0:21:38 | 0:21:41 | |
WHOOPING | 0:21:41 | 0:21:43 | |
And so... | 0:21:43 | 0:21:45 | |
let us pray. | 0:21:45 | 0:21:47 | |
HUMMING | 0:21:49 | 0:21:51 | |
SHARP RAP AT DOOR | 0:21:53 | 0:21:56 | |
My dear lady, I do hope this is not an inopportune time for our first practice. | 0:21:57 | 0:22:01 | |
-Somebody die? -I beg your pardon? | 0:22:01 | 0:22:04 | |
Oh! HE CHUCKLES | 0:22:04 | 0:22:06 | |
No, no! I'm not bereaved. | 0:22:06 | 0:22:09 | |
Though, it is so kind of you to enquire. | 0:22:09 | 0:22:11 | |
The hearse is simply a vehicle commodious enough | 0:22:11 | 0:22:14 | |
to accommodate our entire ensemble. | 0:22:14 | 0:22:16 | |
And, of course, our instruments, | 0:22:16 | 0:22:18 | |
contrived in an age ignorant of miniaturisation. | 0:22:18 | 0:22:22 | |
Allow me to introduce my friends, colleagues, devoted musicians... | 0:22:22 | 0:22:26 | |
Ain't no smokin' in this house. | 0:22:26 | 0:22:29 | |
Oh. Sorry. | 0:22:29 | 0:22:31 | |
INSTRUMENTS ARE TUNED | 0:22:31 | 0:22:34 | |
What do you think, General? Present any problems? | 0:22:49 | 0:22:53 | |
TRUMPET BLOWS | 0:22:53 | 0:22:55 | |
Good, then. | 0:22:57 | 0:22:59 | |
Gentlemen, why don't we crowd around | 0:22:59 | 0:23:01 | |
and go over the plan? | 0:23:01 | 0:23:03 | |
GENTLE CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYS Gentlemen, this is the Bandit Queen. | 0:23:07 | 0:23:11 | |
Gambling den, cash cow, | 0:23:11 | 0:23:13 | |
Sodom of the Mississippi Delta, and the focus of our little exercise. | 0:23:13 | 0:23:17 | |
Here is Orchard Street. | 0:23:17 | 0:23:19 | |
Here is the residence of Marva Munson, | 0:23:19 | 0:23:21 | |
the charming lady whom you just met moments ago. | 0:23:21 | 0:23:23 | |
I'm sure you're aware that the Solons of the state of Mississippi, | 0:23:23 | 0:23:27 | |
to wit, its legislature, | 0:23:27 | 0:23:29 | |
forbid any gaming establishment within its borders upon dry land. | 0:23:29 | 0:23:33 | |
They may, however, legally float. | 0:23:33 | 0:23:36 | |
While the gambling activity is restricted to riverboats, | 0:23:36 | 0:23:39 | |
no such restrictions apply to functions ancillary to this cash-besotted business. | 0:23:39 | 0:23:43 | |
The casino's offices, locker rooms, facilities to cook and clean | 0:23:43 | 0:23:47 | |
and, most importantly, its counting houses, | 0:23:47 | 0:23:49 | |
the reinforced, secret, super secure repositories of the lucre, | 0:23:49 | 0:23:55 | |
may all be situated... | 0:23:55 | 0:23:57 | |
wherever. | 0:23:57 | 0:23:58 | |
Gawain...where is "wherever"? | 0:23:58 | 0:24:02 | |
Say what? | 0:24:02 | 0:24:04 | |
-Where's the money? -Oh! | 0:24:04 | 0:24:07 | |
OK, look. At the end of every shift, | 0:24:07 | 0:24:10 | |
the pit boss brings the cash down to the hold of the ship in a cash box. | 0:24:10 | 0:24:14 | |
Once a day, all the cash is moved to the counting room. | 0:24:14 | 0:24:18 | |
And where is the counting room? | 0:24:19 | 0:24:22 | |
Well, right there in that square where you pointin'. | 0:24:22 | 0:24:26 | |
And what, to flog a horse that, if not dead, | 0:24:26 | 0:24:30 | |
is at this point in mortal danger of expiring, | 0:24:30 | 0:24:33 | |
does this little square represent? | 0:24:33 | 0:24:35 | |
Offices! Underground. | 0:24:36 | 0:24:39 | |
Ha! | 0:24:39 | 0:24:40 | |
Underground! | 0:24:40 | 0:24:41 | |
Mmn... | 0:24:41 | 0:24:43 | |
Under...ground. | 0:24:43 | 0:24:45 | |
During the casino's hours of operation, | 0:24:45 | 0:24:48 | |
the door to this counting room is fiercely guarded. | 0:24:48 | 0:24:50 | |
The door itself is redoubtable Pittsburgh steel. | 0:24:50 | 0:24:53 | |
When the casino closes, this entire complex is locked up | 0:24:53 | 0:24:56 | |
and the armed guard retreats to the casino's main entrance. | 0:24:56 | 0:25:00 | |
There, far from the guard, reposes the money, | 0:25:00 | 0:25:05 | |
behind a five-inch-thick steel portal. | 0:25:05 | 0:25:08 | |
Yes. | 0:25:08 | 0:25:09 | |
But the walls... | 0:25:09 | 0:25:12 | |
the walls are but humble masonry, | 0:25:12 | 0:25:16 | |
behind which is only the soft, loamy soil | 0:25:16 | 0:25:19 | |
deposited over centuries by the Old Man, | 0:25:19 | 0:25:22 | |
the meandering Mississippi, | 0:25:22 | 0:25:24 | |
as it fanned its way back and forth across the great alluvial plain, | 0:25:24 | 0:25:29 | |
leaving earth... | 0:25:29 | 0:25:31 | |
..this earth. | 0:25:32 | 0:25:34 | |
The General, whose curriculum vitae comprehends tunnelling experience | 0:25:35 | 0:25:41 | |
through the soil of his native French Indochina, | 0:25:41 | 0:25:43 | |
shall be directing our little tunnelling operation. | 0:25:43 | 0:25:46 | |
Garth Pancake, though a master of none, | 0:25:46 | 0:25:49 | |
is a jack of all those trades corollary to our aim. | 0:25:49 | 0:25:52 | |
He will be doing such fabricating and demolition work | 0:25:52 | 0:25:55 | |
-as our little caper shall require. -Happy to be on board. | 0:25:55 | 0:25:58 | |
Gawain is our proverbial "inside man". | 0:25:58 | 0:26:02 | |
He has secured himself a berth | 0:26:02 | 0:26:04 | |
on the custodial staff of the Bandit Queen. | 0:26:04 | 0:26:06 | |
Damn skippy! | 0:26:06 | 0:26:08 | |
And this brings us to Lump. | 0:26:08 | 0:26:11 | |
To look at Lump, you might wonder | 0:26:11 | 0:26:13 | |
what specialised expertise could he possibly offer | 0:26:13 | 0:26:16 | |
our merry little old band of miscreants? | 0:26:16 | 0:26:19 | |
Well, gentlemen, in a project of such risks, | 0:26:19 | 0:26:22 | |
it is imperative to enlist the services of a hooligan, | 0:26:22 | 0:26:26 | |
a goon, an ape, a physical brute. | 0:26:26 | 0:26:28 | |
Someone who will be our security, | 0:26:28 | 0:26:30 | |
our battering ram, our blunt instrument. | 0:26:30 | 0:26:34 | |
And on our behalf, I wish him a warm Mississippi welcome. | 0:26:34 | 0:26:37 | |
-Fuckin' A. -Whassup, my nigga? | 0:26:37 | 0:26:39 | |
Well, gentlemen, here you are, | 0:26:39 | 0:26:41 | |
men of different backgrounds and different talents, | 0:26:41 | 0:26:45 | |
with but two things in common. | 0:26:45 | 0:26:46 | |
One, you answered my advertisement in the Memphis Scimitar. | 0:26:46 | 0:26:50 | |
Two, you're all going to be, in consequence, | 0:26:50 | 0:26:52 | |
very, very, incredibly rich. | 0:26:52 | 0:26:54 | |
Let us revel in our adventure, gentlemen. | 0:26:54 | 0:26:57 | |
Let us make beautiful... HE CHUCKLES | 0:26:57 | 0:26:59 | |
..music together! | 0:26:59 | 0:27:01 | |
And, by all means, let us keep this to ourselves. | 0:27:01 | 0:27:04 | |
What we say in this root cellar, let it stay in this root cellar. | 0:27:04 | 0:27:09 | |
There's no "I" in team. | 0:27:09 | 0:27:11 | |
# Trouble in and trouble out | 0:28:03 | 0:28:05 | |
# Trouble's what this world's about | 0:28:05 | 0:28:06 | |
# Troubles of this world | 0:28:06 | 0:28:08 | |
# The devil's in this world | 0:28:08 | 0:28:10 | |
# Trouble in and trouble out | 0:28:10 | 0:28:12 | |
# Trouble's what this world's about | 0:28:12 | 0:28:14 | |
# Trouble's of this world | 0:28:14 | 0:28:16 | |
# The devil's in this world | 0:28:16 | 0:28:17 | |
# You up the river without a paddle | 0:28:17 | 0:28:19 | |
# In a lot of trouble | 0:28:19 | 0:28:21 | |
# Without a doubt you going under | 0:28:21 | 0:28:23 | |
# Running out of bubbles | 0:28:23 | 0:28:25 | |
# Pass me the body bag | 0:28:25 | 0:28:27 | |
# Watch me dump 'em | 0:28:27 | 0:28:29 | |
# It ain't nothing for you to get squashed like a pumpkin | 0:28:29 | 0:28:32 | |
# I try so hard and play my cards | 0:28:32 | 0:28:34 | |
# And pray to God I ain't involved | 0:28:34 | 0:28:36 | |
# I gotta call I'm much appalled | 0:28:36 | 0:28:38 | |
# I came to Oz and broke the law | 0:28:38 | 0:28:39 | |
# Bring on the casket Ain't too glad | 0:28:39 | 0:28:41 | |
# Cos dirty hazard wrapped in plastic... # | 0:28:41 | 0:28:43 | |
KNOCKING AT DOOR | 0:29:02 | 0:29:04 | |
WHISTLES | 0:29:04 | 0:29:05 | |
MUSIC CEASES | 0:29:22 | 0:29:24 | |
That's OK. Don't stop on account of me. | 0:29:26 | 0:29:29 | |
No, not at all, madam. Not at all. | 0:29:29 | 0:29:32 | |
We were about to take a break, anyway. | 0:29:32 | 0:29:34 | |
The glissandi on this piece are technically very demanding, | 0:29:34 | 0:29:37 | |
and I'm sure we would all welcome a moment of R&R. | 0:29:37 | 0:29:42 | |
Well, I just thought you'd like to see... | 0:29:42 | 0:29:44 | |
What you gotten into, honey? Why you sweating like that?! | 0:29:44 | 0:29:49 | |
-Er... Er... -HE MUMBLES NERVOUSLY | 0:29:49 | 0:29:52 | |
Er, t-that boy right there - | 0:29:52 | 0:29:54 | |
he plays one bitch barrel full of a sackbut! | 0:29:54 | 0:29:58 | |
Ain't that right, Lump? I'm telling you, he can tear it up. | 0:29:58 | 0:30:01 | |
Nobody play the sackbut like Lump right there. | 0:30:01 | 0:30:04 | |
Oooh! Don't be shy, Lump. | 0:30:04 | 0:30:06 | |
That boy, he go at it like it was some pussy! | 0:30:06 | 0:30:09 | |
-Oh, shit! -Mind your mouth! | 0:30:10 | 0:30:12 | |
This is a Christian house, boy. | 0:30:12 | 0:30:14 | |
Ain't no hippity-hop language in here. | 0:30:14 | 0:30:17 | |
Sometime it's the only way. | 0:30:17 | 0:30:19 | |
-You ain't gonna hit me... -I'm trying to help you, boy, | 0:30:19 | 0:30:22 | |
better yo'self. | 0:30:22 | 0:30:24 | |
And so you should, madam. | 0:30:24 | 0:30:27 | |
Gawain is so far transported | 0:30:27 | 0:30:30 | |
by his love of the music of the early Renaissance... | 0:30:30 | 0:30:34 | |
Don't make me no never mind he transported! | 0:30:34 | 0:30:36 | |
-Have you been smokin'? -Certainly not! | 0:30:36 | 0:30:39 | |
I understand your indignation, | 0:30:39 | 0:30:41 | |
and I was offering an explanation, not an excuse... | 0:30:41 | 0:30:43 | |
-Hey, don't be explaining me, dawg! -THE PROFESSOR CONTINUES TO CHATTER | 0:30:43 | 0:30:46 | |
You can't read my motherfuckin' mind! | 0:30:46 | 0:30:49 | |
You might got your PhD, but I got my GEB! | 0:30:49 | 0:30:53 | |
Nigga! | 0:30:53 | 0:30:55 | |
A fiery lad. | 0:30:55 | 0:30:58 | |
But then, youth is fiery. | 0:30:58 | 0:31:01 | |
A fact often remarked upon by the poets of the Romantic era. | 0:31:01 | 0:31:06 | |
In my youth, I was in church! I wasn't walkin' around fiery. | 0:31:06 | 0:31:09 | |
Youth ain't no excuse for nothin'. | 0:31:09 | 0:31:11 | |
Anyhow, I just came to show you the fife. | 0:31:13 | 0:31:15 | |
Othar's fife. | 0:31:15 | 0:31:17 | |
Burned his own. | 0:31:17 | 0:31:19 | |
I thought maybe you being a man of music, you'd be interested. | 0:31:19 | 0:31:22 | |
Oh, indeed I am. | 0:31:22 | 0:31:25 | |
Cut it hisself and burned his holes. | 0:31:25 | 0:31:28 | |
The Israelites called it a khalil. | 0:31:28 | 0:31:31 | |
You can read all about it in the Bible. | 0:31:31 | 0:31:33 | |
-Ain't nothin' new under the sun! -SHE CHUCKLES | 0:31:33 | 0:31:35 | |
Indeed...not. | 0:31:35 | 0:31:38 | |
SHE SIGHS HEAVILY | 0:31:39 | 0:31:41 | |
Gone these 20 years. | 0:31:41 | 0:31:44 | |
He was some kind of man. | 0:31:45 | 0:31:47 | |
Blowed the khalil. | 0:31:53 | 0:31:55 | |
I don't suppose... | 0:32:00 | 0:32:02 | |
Othar ever... | 0:32:02 | 0:32:04 | |
turned his hand or... HE CHUCKLES | 0:32:04 | 0:32:07 | |
..turned his lip, to blowing the shofar? | 0:32:07 | 0:32:13 | |
The ceremonial ram's horn | 0:32:14 | 0:32:16 | |
sounded by the priests of the Hebrews. | 0:32:16 | 0:32:19 | |
I don't know nothin' about that. | 0:32:19 | 0:32:22 | |
Othar never blowed no shofar! | 0:32:22 | 0:32:25 | |
-Of course not. -Not to the extent of my knowledge. | 0:32:25 | 0:32:28 | |
The khalil was good enough for my Othar. | 0:32:28 | 0:32:31 | |
-SHE SIGHS CONTEMPLATIVELY -Some kind of man. | 0:32:32 | 0:32:35 | |
Some kind of man. | 0:32:38 | 0:32:40 | |
Oh, goddamn! Come on, girl, let me get one little peek. | 0:32:42 | 0:32:45 | |
Don't be cruel. Just one butt cheek. Pull that ass out and make it clap. | 0:32:45 | 0:32:49 | |
Just cos I'm dressed like a janitor don't mean you gotta do me dirty. | 0:32:49 | 0:32:54 | |
This motherfucker's the jackpot. Come here and blow on these dice. | 0:32:54 | 0:32:58 | |
I'm a seven on the roll, but I'm a ten the hard way, | 0:32:58 | 0:33:00 | |
and I ain't just talkin' crap. | 0:33:00 | 0:33:02 | |
Mr Gudge, | 0:33:04 | 0:33:06 | |
she had a ass that could pull a bus. | 0:33:06 | 0:33:09 | |
I mean, it was more than ass, it was literature. | 0:33:09 | 0:33:12 | |
I don't care how big her ass was, MacSam. | 0:33:12 | 0:33:15 | |
-You're fired. -You say what? | 0:33:15 | 0:33:17 | |
No fraternising with customers on the Bandit Queen. Clean out your locker. | 0:33:17 | 0:33:21 | |
-I wasn't... -Get out of here. You're fired. | 0:33:21 | 0:33:24 | |
You can't fire me! I'll sue your ass! | 0:33:24 | 0:33:27 | |
Sue me? For what? | 0:33:27 | 0:33:29 | |
For fuckin' punitive damages, man! | 0:33:29 | 0:33:31 | |
-Punitive damages. -Yeah, you goddamn skippy! | 0:33:31 | 0:33:34 | |
HE CHUCKLES Punitive damages? | 0:33:34 | 0:33:36 | |
I see why you're firing me. It's simple and plain. | 0:33:36 | 0:33:40 | |
You firin' me cos I'm black. | 0:33:40 | 0:33:43 | |
MacSam, everybody on the custodial staff is black. | 0:33:44 | 0:33:48 | |
Your replacement is gonna be black. | 0:33:48 | 0:33:50 | |
His replacement, no doubt, will be black! | 0:33:50 | 0:33:53 | |
Well, the fucking judge is gonna be black, motherfucker. | 0:33:53 | 0:33:56 | |
And you, you gonna stand tall before the man. | 0:33:56 | 0:33:59 | |
Your replacement is gonna be black! Motherfucker! | 0:33:59 | 0:34:02 | |
Thank you. | 0:34:02 | 0:34:03 | |
Oh, my! | 0:34:05 | 0:34:07 | |
Oh, my, my, my, my, my! This is a severe setback. | 0:34:07 | 0:34:10 | |
I am distraught. I am more than distraught. | 0:34:10 | 0:34:13 | |
I am devastated. | 0:34:13 | 0:34:15 | |
I am beside myself. I'm at a positive loss for words. | 0:34:15 | 0:34:18 | |
You still talkin' OK, though. | 0:34:18 | 0:34:20 | |
Have y'all decided? | 0:34:20 | 0:34:22 | |
Madam, we must have waffles. We must all have waffles forthwith! | 0:34:22 | 0:34:27 | |
We must all think, we must have waffles, | 0:34:27 | 0:34:29 | |
and think, every one of us, to the best of his ability. | 0:34:29 | 0:34:32 | |
Perhaps if you apologised to the man and gave him flowers. | 0:34:32 | 0:34:36 | |
Or perhaps a fruit basket, | 0:34:36 | 0:34:38 | |
with a card depicting a misty seascape | 0:34:38 | 0:34:40 | |
and inscribed with a sentiment. | 0:34:40 | 0:34:42 | |
I ain't apologisin'! He fired me cos I'm black! | 0:34:42 | 0:34:45 | |
He can't do that. | 0:34:45 | 0:34:47 | |
-Sue him. Open-and-shut case. -Fuckin' A. | 0:34:47 | 0:34:49 | |
Chocolates have been known to melt the heart of the hardest misanthrope. | 0:34:49 | 0:34:54 | |
That man ain't rollin' over for no candy bar. | 0:34:54 | 0:34:56 | |
We've had a bit of a setback on the tunnelling front, too. | 0:34:56 | 0:34:59 | |
We've run into a pretty large rock. | 0:34:59 | 0:35:01 | |
Rock! | 0:35:01 | 0:35:03 | |
Very bad. Very bad. | 0:35:05 | 0:35:07 | |
Oh, my! | 0:35:07 | 0:35:09 | |
It seems that the poet was right - | 0:35:11 | 0:35:14 | |
"Troubles never singly come." | 0:35:14 | 0:35:18 | |
We can get through the rock. Easiest thing in the world. | 0:35:18 | 0:35:20 | |
We just blow right through it. | 0:35:20 | 0:35:22 | |
I got a pyro licence - just bore a hole in the rock | 0:35:22 | 0:35:25 | |
and pack in a little plastique | 0:35:25 | 0:35:27 | |
and igneous blows pretty good... | 0:35:27 | 0:35:29 | |
Hello, Garth. Am I ordering primer cord? | 0:35:29 | 0:35:32 | |
Yes, Mountain. We were just talking about that. | 0:35:32 | 0:35:34 | |
And some plastique. | 0:35:34 | 0:35:36 | |
-What the fuck is this? -This is Mountain Girl. | 0:35:36 | 0:35:39 | |
Mountain is my right hand. She helps me out with ordnance. | 0:35:39 | 0:35:42 | |
Helps me with damn near everything. | 0:35:42 | 0:35:44 | |
Hey. | 0:35:44 | 0:35:46 | |
You brought your bitch... to the Waffle Hut? | 0:35:46 | 0:35:49 | |
Ahem! I must confess myself to be puzzled, as well. | 0:35:49 | 0:35:53 | |
I thought it was understood that when it came to our enterprise, | 0:35:53 | 0:35:57 | |
"mum" was the word. | 0:35:57 | 0:35:59 | |
Of course. I understand. But this is Mountain Girl. | 0:35:59 | 0:36:02 | |
I don't keep secrets from Mountain. | 0:36:02 | 0:36:04 | |
That's not how you maintain a loving, caring relationship! | 0:36:04 | 0:36:07 | |
You brought your bitch... to the Waffle Hut! | 0:36:07 | 0:36:10 | |
The man...brought his bitch... to the Waffle Hut! | 0:36:10 | 0:36:15 | |
I will thank you to stop referring to Mountain that way. | 0:36:15 | 0:36:19 | |
She is the other half of my life. | 0:36:19 | 0:36:20 | |
Everybody looking at me like I'm some kind of fuck-up | 0:36:20 | 0:36:23 | |
for losing a sorry-ass job, | 0:36:23 | 0:36:25 | |
and this motherfucker brings his bitch | 0:36:25 | 0:36:29 | |
to the motherfuckin' Waffle Hut! | 0:36:29 | 0:36:31 | |
-Punk, shut your goddamn mouth! -You better raise the fuck up! | 0:36:31 | 0:36:33 | |
Yeah, you better back the fuck up! | 0:36:33 | 0:36:35 | |
-Back the fuck up! -Gentlemen... | 0:36:35 | 0:36:37 | |
-Gentlemen, please. -What? What? | 0:36:37 | 0:36:39 | |
Please, gentlemen, | 0:36:39 | 0:36:41 | |
this behaviour does you no credit in the eyes of your colleagues, | 0:36:41 | 0:36:44 | |
nor in those of the other patrons of this Waffle Hut. | 0:36:44 | 0:36:48 | |
Punk! Look at this! I got blueberry syrup on my safari jacket! | 0:36:48 | 0:36:52 | |
Gentlemen, I propose that we consider the matter of this woman, | 0:36:52 | 0:36:57 | |
-Mountain Water to... -Mountain Girl! | 0:36:57 | 0:36:59 | |
I'm so very sorry. | 0:36:59 | 0:37:01 | |
I propose that we consider this matter closed. | 0:37:01 | 0:37:04 | |
We shall choose to trust her... MOUNTAIN GIRL WEEPS | 0:37:04 | 0:37:06 | |
..since we have no choice, | 0:37:06 | 0:37:08 | |
and since she shall share only Mr Pancake's portion of the booty. | 0:37:08 | 0:37:12 | |
-Wouldn't have it any other way. -Damn right you won't. | 0:37:12 | 0:37:16 | |
-Up yours, punk! -Fuck you and the Swiss miss. | 0:37:16 | 0:37:18 | |
The matter of disposing of our igneous impediment... | 0:37:18 | 0:37:21 | |
-Coach? -..is also closed. | 0:37:21 | 0:37:24 | |
-Settled. -Coach... | 0:37:24 | 0:37:26 | |
That leaves us only with the question... | 0:37:26 | 0:37:28 | |
-Coach! -..of Gawain retrieving his job. | 0:37:28 | 0:37:31 | |
-Coach? -Yes, Lump? | 0:37:31 | 0:37:33 | |
Couldn't we just bribe the guy? | 0:37:33 | 0:37:36 | |
# One of | 0:37:37 | 0:37:40 | |
# These mornings | 0:37:41 | 0:37:46 | |
# I'm a-going | 0:37:46 | 0:37:50 | |
# Away... # | 0:37:50 | 0:37:52 | |
You are a readin' fool, aren't you, Mr Dorr?! | 0:37:52 | 0:37:56 | |
Yes, I must confess, | 0:37:57 | 0:38:00 | |
I often find myself more at home in these ancient volumes | 0:38:00 | 0:38:03 | |
than in the hustle bustle of the modern world. | 0:38:03 | 0:38:07 | |
To me, paradoxically, | 0:38:07 | 0:38:10 | |
the literature of the so-called "dead" tongues | 0:38:10 | 0:38:13 | |
holds more currency than this morning's newspaper. | 0:38:13 | 0:38:16 | |
In these books, | 0:38:16 | 0:38:18 | |
in these volumes, | 0:38:18 | 0:38:21 | |
there is the accumulated wisdom of mankind, | 0:38:21 | 0:38:24 | |
which succours me when the day is hard | 0:38:24 | 0:38:27 | |
and the night lonely and long. | 0:38:27 | 0:38:30 | |
Hmm! | 0:38:32 | 0:38:34 | |
The wisdom of mankind, huh? | 0:38:34 | 0:38:36 | |
What about the wisdom of the Lord? | 0:38:36 | 0:38:38 | |
Oh, yes, yes. The Good Book. Hmm. | 0:38:38 | 0:38:42 | |
I have found reward in its pages. | 0:38:42 | 0:38:45 | |
But to me, there are other good books, as well. | 0:38:45 | 0:38:51 | |
Heavy volumes of antiquity, | 0:38:53 | 0:38:55 | |
freighted with the insights of man's glorious age. | 0:38:55 | 0:38:59 | |
And then, of course... | 0:39:00 | 0:39:03 | |
I just love, love, love... the works of... | 0:39:03 | 0:39:07 | |
Mr Edgar Allan Poe. | 0:39:07 | 0:39:09 | |
Oh, I know who he was. Kinda spooky! | 0:39:09 | 0:39:12 | |
No, madam, no, no. | 0:39:12 | 0:39:14 | |
Not of this world, it's true. | 0:39:14 | 0:39:18 | |
He...he lived in a dream. | 0:39:18 | 0:39:21 | |
HE INHALES DEEPLY An ancient dream. | 0:39:21 | 0:39:23 | |
Helen... | 0:39:26 | 0:39:28 | |
..Thy beauty is to me | 0:39:29 | 0:39:34 | |
Like those Nicean barks of yore | 0:39:34 | 0:39:39 | |
That gently, o'er the perfumed sea | 0:39:39 | 0:39:43 | |
The weary, way-worn wanderer bore | 0:39:43 | 0:39:47 | |
To his own native shore. | 0:39:47 | 0:39:52 | |
Who was Helen? | 0:39:57 | 0:39:59 | |
-Some kinda whore of Babylon? -One doesn't know who Helen was. | 0:39:59 | 0:40:03 | |
But I picture her as being... | 0:40:04 | 0:40:07 | |
very, very... | 0:40:07 | 0:40:10 | |
extremely... | 0:40:10 | 0:40:12 | |
..pale. | 0:40:13 | 0:40:15 | |
Mrs Munson, I have been trying... | 0:40:21 | 0:40:24 | |
to figure out some way of expressing my gratitude to you | 0:40:24 | 0:40:29 | |
for taking in this... HE CHUCKLES | 0:40:29 | 0:40:32 | |
..weary, way-worn wanderer! | 0:40:32 | 0:40:36 | |
It's just a little old present. Why, it's hardly anything at all. | 0:40:36 | 0:40:40 | |
Why, Mr Dorr! | 0:40:40 | 0:40:42 | |
You are a gallant man! | 0:40:42 | 0:40:45 | |
Madam, I blush! | 0:40:45 | 0:40:46 | |
I happened to hear of this gospel concert tomorrow night, | 0:40:46 | 0:40:49 | |
The Mighty, Mighty Clouds Of Joy, | 0:40:49 | 0:40:51 | |
and thought you and a friend from church perhaps would... | 0:40:51 | 0:40:54 | |
-Yes. I have a widow lady friend. -The concert is up in Memphis, | 0:40:54 | 0:40:57 | |
so I have arranged a car service to transport you thither. | 0:40:57 | 0:41:01 | |
-SHARP KNOCK AT DOOR -Huh? | 0:41:01 | 0:41:02 | |
Why, Sheriff Wyner! How are you doin'? | 0:41:04 | 0:41:07 | |
Good evening, Mrs Munson. | 0:41:07 | 0:41:08 | |
I just stopped by to let you know I did have a talk with Weemack. | 0:41:08 | 0:41:11 | |
He told me he'll comply with your request in keeping that music down. | 0:41:11 | 0:41:15 | |
Have yourself a pleasant evening. | 0:41:15 | 0:41:17 | |
I've got somebody I want you to meet. | 0:41:17 | 0:41:20 | |
Ma'am, I'm a little pressed for time. | 0:41:20 | 0:41:22 | |
A gang of bank robbers you chasing?! Come on in here and say hello! | 0:41:22 | 0:41:26 | |
-Mrs Munson, I... -Yeah, we were havin' tea, and... | 0:41:26 | 0:41:29 | |
GRAMOPHONE PLAYS A GOSPEL TUNE | 0:41:29 | 0:41:32 | |
Huh? | 0:41:34 | 0:41:36 | |
Bussed his own dishes! You can always tell a gentleman. | 0:41:36 | 0:41:39 | |
-Somebody was in here, ma'am? -Yeah, with me and Othar. | 0:41:39 | 0:41:43 | |
Maybe I'll catch him the next time. | 0:41:43 | 0:41:45 | |
Come on up to his room with me and... | 0:41:45 | 0:41:47 | |
Mrs Munson, my wife got dinner on the table! | 0:41:47 | 0:41:49 | |
I really have to be going. | 0:41:49 | 0:41:52 | |
Oh, my! He is neat! | 0:41:54 | 0:41:58 | |
Yes, ma'am, he very neat. | 0:41:58 | 0:42:00 | |
He probably went down to the cellar to play with his friends! | 0:42:00 | 0:42:04 | |
Ma'am, I really got to be going now. | 0:42:04 | 0:42:07 | |
What...? | 0:42:07 | 0:42:08 | |
Ma'am, I really need to be gettin' back. | 0:42:08 | 0:42:11 | |
Mrs Munson, you don't have to... You don't... | 0:42:12 | 0:42:15 | |
-M-Mrs Munson? -SHE LAUGHS | 0:42:15 | 0:42:17 | |
Why, Professor! | 0:42:17 | 0:42:20 | |
What in the world are you doin' havin' tea down there? | 0:42:20 | 0:42:24 | |
Er, Mrs Munson? Oh, Lord Jesus. | 0:42:24 | 0:42:27 | |
SHE LAUGHS HYSTERICALLY | 0:42:27 | 0:42:31 | |
HE LAUGHS POLITELY | 0:42:33 | 0:42:35 | |
Mrs Munson! | 0:42:35 | 0:42:36 | |
Land o' Goshen, child! Come on out from under there! | 0:42:36 | 0:42:40 | |
Mrs Munson, my pager just went off. I got to go. | 0:42:40 | 0:42:44 | |
I'll meet you and your friend later. | 0:42:45 | 0:42:47 | |
SHE CONTINUES TO LAUGH | 0:42:47 | 0:42:49 | |
-That was...refreshing! < -Have a good evening now! | 0:42:51 | 0:42:54 | |
We academics are inordinately fond of wedging ourselves into confined spaces. | 0:42:54 | 0:43:00 | |
At Yale, students see how many of their number | 0:43:00 | 0:43:02 | |
they can enclose in a telephone booth. | 0:43:02 | 0:43:05 | |
At Harvard, a broom closet. | 0:43:05 | 0:43:07 | |
I hope I didn't spill my tea. | 0:43:07 | 0:43:09 | |
Well, what the hell is this? | 0:43:10 | 0:43:12 | |
I guess it's just my way of sayin', er... | 0:43:13 | 0:43:16 | |
HE SIGHS | 0:43:16 | 0:43:18 | |
Well, goddamn it, Mr Gudge. | 0:43:18 | 0:43:21 | |
Look here, I don't know what it's like walkin' in your shoes, | 0:43:21 | 0:43:24 | |
you know, with you being a tight-ass an' all, | 0:43:24 | 0:43:27 | |
and I'm pretty sure you don't know what it's like walkin' in my shoes. | 0:43:27 | 0:43:30 | |
See, Mr Gudge, there's the custodian, right? | 0:43:30 | 0:43:33 | |
And then there's the man inside the custodian. | 0:43:33 | 0:43:37 | |
And that's the motherfucker we got a problem with. | 0:43:37 | 0:43:39 | |
See, that man, he got needs, Mr Gudge, | 0:43:39 | 0:43:42 | |
and, normally, those needs got to do with women with big asses. | 0:43:42 | 0:43:45 | |
I guess my point bein' is, er, I realise I'm a bunkie junkie. | 0:43:45 | 0:43:49 | |
But if you would've seen the kettle drums on this girl, Mr Gudge. Whoo! | 0:43:49 | 0:43:53 | |
Well...we all human. | 0:43:53 | 0:43:57 | |
This apology buys you a one-week probationary period. | 0:43:57 | 0:44:01 | |
Thank you, Mr Gudge! | 0:44:01 | 0:44:03 | |
Stay away from the customers, MacSam. | 0:44:03 | 0:44:06 | |
CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYS SOFTLY | 0:44:13 | 0:44:15 | |
This drill bit's getting awfully hot. | 0:44:15 | 0:44:19 | |
Gawain, maybe you could fill a Hudson sprayer | 0:44:19 | 0:44:22 | |
and spritz it down while I drill. | 0:44:22 | 0:44:25 | |
Fuck you! | 0:44:25 | 0:44:26 | |
I ain't your motherfuckin' house nigger. I'm the inside man. | 0:44:26 | 0:44:30 | |
Are you gonna have a bug up your ass the rest of the time we're working? | 0:44:30 | 0:44:33 | |
-I'll get the sprayer. -No, no, no. No. | 0:44:33 | 0:44:36 | |
Me and this gentleman here have to get square. | 0:44:36 | 0:44:39 | |
Let me tell you something, MacSam. | 0:44:39 | 0:44:41 | |
I'm gonna tell you about how I came down to Mississippi. | 0:44:41 | 0:44:44 | |
I wasn't born here, you know. I'm from Scranton, Pennsylvania. | 0:44:44 | 0:44:47 | |
RUMBLING | 0:44:47 | 0:44:49 | |
What the fuck? | 0:44:49 | 0:44:51 | |
Scranton, Pennsylvania. | 0:44:52 | 0:44:54 | |
I came down here in 1964. Greyhound bus. | 0:44:54 | 0:44:57 | |
With the Freedom Riders. | 0:44:57 | 0:45:00 | |
Do you know who the Freedom Riders were? | 0:45:00 | 0:45:02 | |
No. And I don't give a fuck. | 0:45:02 | 0:45:04 | |
Just tell me when the fuck they gonna leave. | 0:45:04 | 0:45:06 | |
The Freedom Riders were a group of concerned liberals from up north, | 0:45:06 | 0:45:11 | |
all working together, just like we are here. | 0:45:11 | 0:45:14 | |
Involved citizens, who came down here | 0:45:14 | 0:45:17 | |
so that local black folk could have their civil liberties. | 0:45:17 | 0:45:20 | |
So that people like you could have the vote. | 0:45:20 | 0:45:23 | |
HE TUTS | 0:45:25 | 0:45:28 | |
You know what, man? | 0:45:28 | 0:45:29 | |
What, brother? | 0:45:29 | 0:45:32 | |
-I don't vote. So fuck you! -You little fucking ingrate. | 0:45:32 | 0:45:35 | |
-And the bus you rode in on, jackass! -Step outside! | 0:45:35 | 0:45:38 | |
-Fuck the outside! Come on... -KNOCK AT DOOR | 0:45:38 | 0:45:41 | |
My friend Mrs Funthes is here so I'm about to go out. | 0:45:44 | 0:45:47 | |
Just thought I'd leave y'all with some cinnamon cookies. | 0:45:47 | 0:45:50 | |
Why, that is lovely. | 0:45:50 | 0:45:53 | |
Ooh, y'all sound good! | 0:45:53 | 0:45:56 | |
Maybe you could come by to church one Sunday, give us a recital! | 0:45:56 | 0:46:01 | |
How kind of you! | 0:46:01 | 0:46:02 | |
-O-Our music, however, is... -There you go. | 0:46:02 | 0:46:05 | |
..well, how shall I put this? | 0:46:05 | 0:46:07 | |
A bit Roman in its outlook?! | 0:46:07 | 0:46:09 | |
Many of our pieces were commissioned by the Holy See. | 0:46:09 | 0:46:12 | |
Oh, I see, all right. | 0:46:12 | 0:46:14 | |
But we don't make no big whoop-dee-do about denomination. | 0:46:14 | 0:46:17 | |
Everybody welcome at our church! | 0:46:17 | 0:46:20 | |
We had a Methodist come in, Episcopalian... | 0:46:20 | 0:46:24 | |
And back in the '60s, we had a Jew come in! | 0:46:24 | 0:46:27 | |
Yeah, he had a guitar. | 0:46:27 | 0:46:29 | |
THE PROFESSOR CHUCKLES A Jew with a guitar! | 0:46:29 | 0:46:31 | |
If you will excuse me one moment, madam, I-I shall see you out. | 0:46:31 | 0:46:35 | |
If you gentlemen can labour harmoniously in my absence, | 0:46:35 | 0:46:39 | |
upon my return we shall be prepared to explode that old piece of igneous. | 0:46:39 | 0:46:43 | |
Oh, Professor! This is Mrs Funthes. | 0:46:45 | 0:46:49 | |
Enchante, Mrs Funthes. | 0:46:49 | 0:46:51 | |
Rosalie, this is Professor GH Dorr PhD. | 0:46:51 | 0:46:56 | |
Oh, my! That's an awful lotta letters. | 0:46:56 | 0:46:59 | |
HE CHUCKLES Well, now... | 0:46:59 | 0:47:00 | |
Of course, in my youth, I was known simply as Goldthwait. | 0:47:00 | 0:47:05 | |
Uh-huh! | 0:47:05 | 0:47:06 | |
All right, safety meeting. | 0:47:06 | 0:47:08 | |
Let's listen up. General, hand me that primer cord. | 0:47:08 | 0:47:11 | |
Before we set the charge, we will run through our procedure. | 0:47:11 | 0:47:14 | |
I have earplugs for whoever wants 'em. Just wedge those in your ears. | 0:47:14 | 0:47:18 | |
Now, here we have... | 0:47:18 | 0:47:20 | |
-..Not yet, Lump. -Oh. | 0:47:20 | 0:47:21 | |
Now, primer cord. | 0:47:21 | 0:47:23 | |
Gelatinite. C4. | 0:47:23 | 0:47:26 | |
Time comes, we pack the hole in the rock with the C4, | 0:47:26 | 0:47:30 | |
and insert two leads - | 0:47:30 | 0:47:32 | |
A and B. | 0:47:32 | 0:47:34 | |
I remember my father saying to me, | 0:47:34 | 0:47:36 | |
and it's one of the few memories I retain of the man, | 0:47:36 | 0:47:39 | |
from one of his visits home, and how I do cherish it, | 0:47:39 | 0:47:42 | |
he said to me, "Goldthwait, you are not formed as other boys." | 0:47:42 | 0:47:48 | |
He a man of learnin'? | 0:47:49 | 0:47:51 | |
This is the same procedure we will be using when we collapse the tunnel | 0:47:51 | 0:47:54 | |
after entering the casino vault and returning to the root cellar. | 0:47:54 | 0:47:58 | |
He was a self-educated man. Didn't have a career as such. | 0:47:58 | 0:48:02 | |
But the government did recognise the breadth of his reading | 0:48:02 | 0:48:05 | |
by making him librarian of the state nervous hospital in Meridian, | 0:48:05 | 0:48:09 | |
where he was a distinguished... inmate. | 0:48:09 | 0:48:13 | |
Once these materials are combined, | 0:48:13 | 0:48:16 | |
only the professionals may handle them. | 0:48:16 | 0:48:19 | |
-That means me or the General. -LUMP GRUNTS | 0:48:19 | 0:48:22 | |
Separately, they are harmless. Completely inert. | 0:48:22 | 0:48:25 | |
You could light this stuff on fire, hit it with a hamm... | 0:48:25 | 0:48:29 | |
DEAFENING BOOM | 0:48:29 | 0:48:31 | |
ALARM WAILS DOGS BARK | 0:48:31 | 0:48:34 | |
What in the name of heaven was that? | 0:48:34 | 0:48:37 | |
Well, I'm...quite certain there's absolutely no reason to be alarmed. | 0:48:38 | 0:48:42 | |
Why, I-I'm not even absolutely certain I-I heard anything at all. | 0:48:42 | 0:48:46 | |
Didn't hear nothin'?! | 0:48:46 | 0:48:48 | |
Well, something. Perhaps. | 0:48:48 | 0:48:51 | |
Nothing that need discompose us, was the sense I was trying to convey. | 0:48:51 | 0:48:54 | |
Now, I will not have you missing your musical recital. Off you go! | 0:48:54 | 0:48:58 | |
I shall call the gas company, or the water company, | 0:48:58 | 0:49:01 | |
or whatever subterranean utility is implicated in this contretemps. | 0:49:01 | 0:49:06 | |
I shall see to the matter, | 0:49:06 | 0:49:08 | |
as only a highly educated classicist could. | 0:49:08 | 0:49:12 | |
BANGING AND SHOUTING | 0:49:16 | 0:49:19 | |
Blood! Blood, Professor! Blood! Blood! | 0:49:19 | 0:49:23 | |
-THE GENERAL SHOUTS INCOHERENTLY < -It's nothing to make a fuss about. | 0:49:23 | 0:49:26 | |
-It's perfectly all right. -Get yo ass back and find that shit! | 0:49:26 | 0:49:29 | |
Really, I'm perfectly all right. | 0:49:29 | 0:49:31 | |
Jackass, you just blew your goddamn finger off! | 0:49:31 | 0:49:35 | |
The motherfucker down there, flappin' the fuck around! | 0:49:35 | 0:49:37 | |
Get yo ass back down there and find it! | 0:49:37 | 0:49:39 | |
I ain't picking up your goddamn finger! | 0:49:39 | 0:49:42 | |
I gather there was a premature detonation? | 0:49:42 | 0:49:44 | |
Tell the motherfucker he can sew the shit back on. | 0:49:44 | 0:49:46 | |
Like that dude whose wife cut his dick off, threw it on the freeway. | 0:49:46 | 0:49:49 | |
She called AAA, they towed the dick and sewed the motherfucker back on! | 0:49:49 | 0:49:52 | |
-I saw the motherfucker in a porno. The thing still worked! -Yeah... | 0:49:52 | 0:49:56 | |
Looked like a chewed-up frank, but that motherfucker be working it! | 0:49:56 | 0:50:00 | |
It's mangled, but he be fucking the bitch all ways with a twisted dick! | 0:50:00 | 0:50:03 | |
SHOUTING CONTINUES | 0:50:03 | 0:50:05 | |
They're using the house to practise music. | 0:50:10 | 0:50:13 | |
-Of the Rococo. -Mmm-hmm. | 0:50:13 | 0:50:16 | |
I propose we get our fallen comrade to the hospital. | 0:50:16 | 0:50:20 | |
The General will follow when he manages to recover the severed digit. | 0:50:20 | 0:50:24 | |
No, really, I'm perfectly all right. | 0:50:24 | 0:50:26 | |
I don't know what all the fuss is about. | 0:50:26 | 0:50:29 | |
Good news! Good news! | 0:50:29 | 0:50:31 | |
Pickles! Go catch him! | 0:50:31 | 0:50:33 | |
The house is in apple pie order, though we do need medical attention for Mr Pancake | 0:50:33 | 0:50:38 | |
who, in the disturbance, pinched his finger in the valve of his sackbut. | 0:50:38 | 0:50:42 | |
You let the cat out! | 0:50:42 | 0:50:44 | |
The General is even now exercising every effort | 0:50:44 | 0:50:48 | |
in retrieving your mischievous little Pickles. | 0:50:48 | 0:50:50 | |
Please, go on. Go on and enjoy the concert! | 0:50:50 | 0:50:52 | |
Driver! Au revoir, mesdames. CAT HISSES | 0:50:52 | 0:50:55 | |
Despite our setback, we find ourselves on schedule | 0:51:07 | 0:51:10 | |
to penetrate the vault here this afternoon, | 0:51:10 | 0:51:13 | |
while Mrs Munson is at church, | 0:51:13 | 0:51:15 | |
having blasted that rock to pieces during Mrs Munson's choir practice. | 0:51:15 | 0:51:19 | |
Garth, run us through the game plan for what remains of our tunnel. | 0:51:19 | 0:51:23 | |
Of course. Why, it's child's play now. | 0:51:23 | 0:51:25 | |
Easiest thing in the world. | 0:51:25 | 0:51:27 | |
Only a couple of feet separate us from the vault. | 0:51:27 | 0:51:30 | |
Just the usual spade work until we get to the masonry, | 0:51:30 | 0:51:33 | |
and then we just drill through. | 0:51:33 | 0:51:35 | |
And will you be able to... wield the drill | 0:51:35 | 0:51:38 | |
with your maimed extremity? | 0:51:38 | 0:51:40 | |
Oh, I should think so. It's, er, it's only one finger. | 0:51:40 | 0:51:43 | |
It inhibits me in doing finer work, of course. | 0:51:43 | 0:51:46 | |
-I'll always have to live with that. -HE SIGHS | 0:51:46 | 0:51:50 | |
-CLEARS THROAT -I'm just thinking out loud here, | 0:51:50 | 0:51:53 | |
maybe since, as you say, there will be problems later... | 0:51:53 | 0:51:57 | |
maybe, er, I mentioned this to Mountain Girl, | 0:51:57 | 0:52:00 | |
she agrees with me, so it's not one person's opinion, | 0:52:00 | 0:52:03 | |
maybe, er...I should... | 0:52:03 | 0:52:06 | |
get a little extra compensation for the accident. | 0:52:06 | 0:52:10 | |
A somewhat larger share. | 0:52:14 | 0:52:16 | |
If this was any other line of work, I'd get workman's comp, wouldn't I? | 0:52:18 | 0:52:22 | |
Might even have a pretty good lawsuit. | 0:52:22 | 0:52:24 | |
You gonna sue yourself for blowin' your own goddamn finger off? | 0:52:24 | 0:52:28 | |
Well, that is simply asinine! | 0:52:28 | 0:52:29 | |
But you see, Garth, this is not what you just called | 0:52:29 | 0:52:32 | |
-"some other line of work". -No, but if it were... | 0:52:32 | 0:52:35 | |
This is a criminal enterprise, not to put too fine a point on it, | 0:52:35 | 0:52:38 | |
entailing risk not involved in honest labour. | 0:52:38 | 0:52:40 | |
Governmental regulations and civic safeguards | 0:52:40 | 0:52:43 | |
cannot be assumed to apply to antisocial pursuits. | 0:52:43 | 0:52:46 | |
Yeah, but he lost his finger. | 0:52:46 | 0:52:49 | |
We don't give a fuck! | 0:52:49 | 0:52:50 | |
That fool could blow his dick off, it don't make no never mind to us! | 0:52:50 | 0:52:53 | |
Pay this jackass for blowing off goddamn body parts? | 0:52:53 | 0:52:56 | |
Get yo fuckin' head out your ass! | 0:52:56 | 0:52:58 | |
ALL BICKER AT ONCE | 0:52:58 | 0:53:00 | |
No extra share! | 0:53:00 | 0:53:01 | |
BICKERING CEASES | 0:53:01 | 0:53:04 | |
OK. Majority rules. | 0:53:05 | 0:53:07 | |
It was just a trial balloon. | 0:53:08 | 0:53:09 | |
The hand's not so bad, really. I even get some phantom feeling. | 0:53:09 | 0:53:13 | |
You pull on your prick, you get phantom feeling! | 0:53:13 | 0:53:15 | |
-Fuck you! -Fuck you. -Fuck you! | 0:53:15 | 0:53:16 | |
Fuck you, nubbie! | 0:53:16 | 0:53:18 | |
Well, now that matter is settled, | 0:53:18 | 0:53:20 | |
let us synchronise our watches before Gawain reports to work. | 0:53:20 | 0:53:23 | |
In 20 seconds, it will be exactly 12.16. | 0:53:23 | 0:53:26 | |
15... | 0:53:26 | 0:53:28 | |
It'll be 12.15? | 0:53:28 | 0:53:30 | |
No, 15 seconds. Well, 11 seconds now. It'll be... 12.16. | 0:53:30 | 0:53:34 | |
HE SIGHS Eight... | 0:53:34 | 0:53:36 | |
-Professor? -Seven...six... -P-Professor? | 0:53:36 | 0:53:39 | |
-Five... -Prof... -Yes, Lump?! | 0:53:39 | 0:53:41 | |
I don't have a watch. | 0:53:41 | 0:53:43 | |
# There'll be no more weepin' and wailin' | 0:53:45 | 0:53:50 | |
# No more weepin' and wailin' | 0:53:50 | 0:53:54 | |
# No more... | 0:53:54 | 0:53:56 | |
# Weepin' and wailin' | 0:53:56 | 0:53:58 | |
# Goin' to live with God | 0:53:58 | 0:54:01 | |
# Soon I will be done with the troubles of this world | 0:54:02 | 0:54:05 | |
-# Troubles of this world -# Troubles of this world | 0:54:05 | 0:54:09 | |
# Soon I will be done with the troubles of this world | 0:54:09 | 0:54:13 | |
# I'm goin' home to live with God | 0:54:13 | 0:54:16 | |
# Soon I will be done with the troubles of this world | 0:54:17 | 0:54:20 | |
# Troubles of this world | 0:54:20 | 0:54:23 | |
# Troubles of this life | 0:54:23 | 0:54:25 | |
# Soon I will be done with the troubles of this world | 0:54:25 | 0:54:29 | |
# I'm goin' home to live with God | 0:54:29 | 0:54:32 | |
# Soon I will be done with the troubles of this world | 0:54:33 | 0:54:37 | |
-# Troubles of this world -Troubles of this crazy life | 0:54:37 | 0:54:41 | |
# Soon I will be done with the troubles of this world | 0:54:41 | 0:54:44 | |
# I'm goin' up to be with God | 0:54:44 | 0:54:48 | |
# I'm going up to see King Jesus | 0:54:48 | 0:54:52 | |
# Shake Him by the hand | 0:54:52 | 0:54:55 | |
# I'm gonna tell Him all about my troubles | 0:54:55 | 0:54:58 | |
# Travellin' through this land | 0:54:58 | 0:55:03 | |
# Soon I will be done | 0:55:04 | 0:55:06 | |
# With the troubles of this world | 0:55:06 | 0:55:10 | |
# Yeah, soon I will be done | 0:55:11 | 0:55:14 | |
# I'm goin' home to live with God | 0:55:15 | 0:55:17 | |
# Soon I will be done with the troubles of this world | 0:55:18 | 0:55:23 | |
# Troubles of this world Troubles of this crazy life | 0:55:23 | 0:55:27 | |
# I soon will be done with the trouble, yeah | 0:55:27 | 0:55:30 | |
# I'm goin' home to live with God! # | 0:55:30 | 0:55:36 | |
-Whoo-hoo-hoo! -HE LAUGHS | 0:55:39 | 0:55:42 | |
Ain't that somethin'? | 0:55:42 | 0:55:45 | |
HE GROANS | 0:55:50 | 0:55:52 | |
RUMBLING AND GRUMBLING | 0:55:52 | 0:55:55 | |
IBS! | 0:55:55 | 0:55:56 | |
You be what? | 0:55:56 | 0:55:59 | |
Irritable bowel syndrome! | 0:55:59 | 0:56:00 | |
Is there a men's room? | 0:56:00 | 0:56:02 | |
You can't use the men's room now! | 0:56:02 | 0:56:04 | |
Or a ladies' room. Quickly. IBS. | 0:56:04 | 0:56:06 | |
-Why didn't you shit at the house! -Quickly! | 0:56:06 | 0:56:09 | |
We don't want Elron finding yo ass on the crapper! | 0:56:09 | 0:56:12 | |
No choice! It's a medical condition. Quickly! | 0:56:12 | 0:56:15 | |
You are one disgustin' individual, you know that? | 0:56:15 | 0:56:18 | |
Come on! Follow me. | 0:56:18 | 0:56:19 | |
TOILET FLUSHES | 0:56:21 | 0:56:23 | |
Ahhh... | 0:56:25 | 0:56:27 | |
-I feel 30lbs lighter. -Come on with your stink ass. | 0:56:28 | 0:56:30 | |
Thank you for being so understanding. | 0:56:30 | 0:56:33 | |
Not everyone is, of course, which is why the biggest challenge of IBS | 0:56:33 | 0:56:36 | |
is educating the public. | 0:56:36 | 0:56:39 | |
Afflicts over two million people, yet most have never heard of it. | 0:56:39 | 0:56:43 | |
It strikes without regard to age, gender or race. | 0:56:43 | 0:56:46 | |
Fuck, man! I don't wanna hear about this shit. | 0:56:46 | 0:56:49 | |
That's exactly the kind of attitude we're fighting. | 0:56:49 | 0:56:51 | |
I never told you that's how Mountain Girl and I met - | 0:56:51 | 0:56:54 | |
-at an IBS weekend at Grossinger's, up in the Catskills. -HE FARTS | 0:56:54 | 0:56:58 | |
Course, tourism there has suffered, with the demise of the Borscht Belt, | 0:56:58 | 0:57:02 | |
so they have various promotions, mixers, so on. | 0:57:02 | 0:57:06 | |
This was a weekend for irritable bowel singles | 0:57:06 | 0:57:09 | |
to meet, support each other and share stories. | 0:57:09 | 0:57:12 | |
I don't wanna hear a single one of them stories. | 0:57:12 | 0:57:14 | |
-Now, some of them are very moving... -Not one fuckin' story! | 0:57:14 | 0:57:17 | |
Look, I didn't choose to have IBS. | 0:57:17 | 0:57:19 | |
Man, shut...the fuck...up! | 0:57:19 | 0:57:22 | |
There's no cure, you know. Only control. Lifelong condition. | 0:57:22 | 0:57:26 | |
Being an asshole's a lifelong condition, too. | 0:57:26 | 0:57:29 | |
Just drop the fuckin' tools. | 0:57:29 | 0:57:31 | |
I'm not complaining. I did meet Mountain Girl. | 0:57:31 | 0:57:33 | |
Get in the fuckin' hole! | 0:57:33 | 0:57:35 | |
Oh! HE LAUGHS BREATHLESSLY | 0:57:36 | 0:57:38 | |
Marvellous. Marvellous! This way, gentlemen! | 0:57:38 | 0:57:41 | |
Oh, excellent! Excellent. | 0:57:41 | 0:57:44 | |
Flawless. Flawless. Thumbs up. | 0:57:44 | 0:57:46 | |
Can't stop shitting. | 0:57:50 | 0:57:52 | |
Can't stop talkin' about shitting. | 0:57:52 | 0:57:54 | |
Gentlemen, to we few, | 0:57:58 | 0:58:00 | |
we who have shared each other's company, | 0:58:00 | 0:58:03 | |
each other's cares, each other's joys, | 0:58:03 | 0:58:05 | |
and who shall reap the fruits of our communal efforts shoulder to shoulder | 0:58:05 | 0:58:09 | |
from each according to his abilities, so forth and whatnot, | 0:58:09 | 0:58:12 | |
we have had our little differences along the way, | 0:58:12 | 0:58:14 | |
but I'd like to think they only made us value one another all the more, | 0:58:14 | 0:58:19 | |
each of us coming to appreciate the other's qualities and potencies, | 0:58:19 | 0:58:23 | |
and, mmn, yes... | 0:58:23 | 0:58:25 | |
foibles. | 0:58:25 | 0:58:27 | |
I suggest that we shall look back upon this little caper one day, | 0:58:27 | 0:58:32 | |
one distant day, | 0:58:32 | 0:58:34 | |
aah... grandchildren dandled upon our knee, | 0:58:34 | 0:58:38 | |
and perhaps a tear will form, | 0:58:38 | 0:58:42 | |
and we shall say, "Well...with wit and grit | 0:58:42 | 0:58:46 | |
"and no small amount of courage, | 0:58:46 | 0:58:48 | |
"we accomplished something on that day." | 0:58:48 | 0:58:53 | |
"A feat of derring-do, an enterprise not ignoble." | 0:58:53 | 0:58:58 | |
We merry band, | 0:58:58 | 0:59:00 | |
unbound by the constraints of society | 0:59:00 | 0:59:03 | |
and the prejudices of the common ruck. | 0:59:03 | 0:59:07 | |
HE INHALES DEEPLY We happy few. | 0:59:07 | 0:59:09 | |
HE SNORTS EMOTIONALLY Gentlemen, to us! | 0:59:10 | 0:59:12 | |
ALL: To us! | 0:59:12 | 0:59:14 | |
LAUGHTER | 0:59:16 | 0:59:17 | |
HE SNORTS | 0:59:17 | 0:59:19 | |
LAUGHTER FADES | 0:59:19 | 0:59:22 | |
The charge should've gone off already. | 0:59:22 | 0:59:24 | |
Ah! I do beg your pardon? | 0:59:24 | 0:59:26 | |
The charge to collapse the tunnel. I set it for eight minutes. | 0:59:26 | 0:59:30 | |
Well, that much time and... | 0:59:30 | 0:59:32 | |
more has certainly elapsed. | 0:59:32 | 0:59:34 | |
I need not remind you, it is of the essence of this plan | 0:59:37 | 0:59:41 | |
that the money should appear to have vanished, | 0:59:41 | 0:59:43 | |
-spirited away, as it were, by ghosts. -Of course. | 0:59:43 | 0:59:46 | |
The conundrum of the undisturbed yet empty vault. | 0:59:46 | 0:59:48 | |
The riddle of the sealed yet violated sanctum | 0:59:48 | 0:59:51 | |
is of the utmost importance, | 0:59:51 | 0:59:52 | |
not only to make our caper more intellectually satisfying, | 0:59:52 | 0:59:56 | |
it is exigent as a matter of practical fact. | 0:59:56 | 0:59:58 | |
I remind you that if any tunnel is ever found | 0:59:58 | 1:00:02 | |
leading to this house... | 1:00:02 | 1:00:04 | |
..the owner knows... | 1:00:05 | 1:00:07 | |
all your names. | 1:00:07 | 1:00:09 | |
HIP-HOP BEAT HEARD FAINTLY | 1:00:23 | 1:00:26 | |
GROWLING AND RUMBLING | 1:00:35 | 1:00:37 | |
GROANS | 1:00:37 | 1:00:39 | |
MUSIC PLAYS LOUDLY | 1:00:39 | 1:00:41 | |
HE BREATHES LABOUREDLY | 1:00:44 | 1:00:47 | |
HIGH-PITCHED BEEPING | 1:00:53 | 1:00:55 | |
BEEPS MONOTONOUSLY | 1:00:55 | 1:00:58 | |
LOW-PITCHED RUMBLING | 1:01:22 | 1:01:25 | |
You just fart? | 1:01:42 | 1:01:45 | |
-HE CHUCKLES -No! | 1:01:45 | 1:01:47 | |
HE LAUGHS WEAKLY | 1:01:47 | 1:01:50 | |
No, no, I'm fine. | 1:01:57 | 1:01:59 | |
Perfectly all right. Not a problem. | 1:01:59 | 1:02:01 | |
There's no hole left! | 1:02:01 | 1:02:04 | |
Professor! | 1:02:04 | 1:02:06 | |
I'm surprised! | 1:02:07 | 1:02:09 | |
Well, er, properly speaking, madam, | 1:02:09 | 1:02:13 | |
we are surprised, you are... | 1:02:13 | 1:02:15 | |
taken aback. HE CHUCKLES | 1:02:15 | 1:02:17 | |
I do acknowledge that the sense that you intend | 1:02:17 | 1:02:20 | |
is gaining increasing currency through its use, yes. | 1:02:20 | 1:02:24 | |
You have returned from your devotions betimes. | 1:02:24 | 1:02:28 | |
I had to make tea. | 1:02:28 | 1:02:29 | |
I want to talk to you, Professor, so don't you be leavin'! | 1:02:29 | 1:02:33 | |
And you! | 1:02:33 | 1:02:35 | |
I told you I don't want any smokin' in this house! | 1:02:35 | 1:02:39 | |
DOORBELL RINGS | 1:02:39 | 1:02:41 | |
ALL GREET ENTHUSIASTICALLY | 1:02:48 | 1:02:52 | |
EXCITABLE VOICES DRIFT DOWN | 1:02:57 | 1:02:59 | |
Tea ladies. | 1:03:05 | 1:03:08 | |
DOOR OPENS | 1:03:12 | 1:03:14 | |
I don't know what you boys been up to, | 1:03:19 | 1:03:21 | |
but I know mischief when I see it. | 1:03:21 | 1:03:24 | |
I want an explanation, but first, | 1:03:24 | 1:03:26 | |
get your fannies up here with your instruments. | 1:03:26 | 1:03:29 | |
I been telling the ladies about your music | 1:03:29 | 1:03:31 | |
and they wanna hear you play. | 1:03:31 | 1:03:34 | |
Professor? | 1:03:48 | 1:03:50 | |
Yes, Lump? | 1:03:50 | 1:03:52 | |
I can't really play the buttsack. | 1:03:52 | 1:03:56 | |
CHATTER CEASES | 1:03:57 | 1:03:59 | |
Madam, or, rather, mesdames, | 1:03:59 | 1:04:03 | |
accept our apologies for not being able to perform, | 1:04:03 | 1:04:06 | |
for, as you see, we are short-handed. | 1:04:06 | 1:04:08 | |
Gawain is still at work, | 1:04:08 | 1:04:10 | |
and we could no more play with one part tacit | 1:04:10 | 1:04:13 | |
than a horse could canter shy one leg. | 1:04:13 | 1:04:17 | |
Perhaps I could offer, | 1:04:20 | 1:04:23 | |
as a poor but ready substitute, | 1:04:23 | 1:04:26 | |
a brief poetic recital. | 1:04:26 | 1:04:29 | |
Though I do not pretend to any great oratorical skills... | 1:04:29 | 1:04:34 | |
HE CHUCKLES BREATHLESSLY ..I would be happy to present, | 1:04:34 | 1:04:37 | |
with your ladies' permission, | 1:04:37 | 1:04:40 | |
verse from the unquiet mind | 1:04:40 | 1:04:42 | |
of Mr Edgar Allan Poe. | 1:04:42 | 1:04:45 | |
Ladies... | 1:04:51 | 1:04:54 | |
Thy beauty is to me... | 1:04:54 | 1:04:57 | |
Like those Nicean barks of yore | 1:04:57 | 1:05:01 | |
That gently, o'er a perfumed sea | 1:05:01 | 1:05:05 | |
The weary, way-worn wanderer bore | 1:05:05 | 1:05:09 | |
To his own native shore. | 1:05:09 | 1:05:12 | |
ALL MURMUR: Ah! | 1:05:12 | 1:05:14 | |
My, my, my... | 1:05:14 | 1:05:15 | |
On desperate seas | 1:05:15 | 1:05:18 | |
Long wont to roam | 1:05:18 | 1:05:21 | |
Thy hyacinth hair | 1:05:21 | 1:05:24 | |
Thy classic face | 1:05:24 | 1:05:27 | |
Thy Naiad airs have brought me home | 1:05:27 | 1:05:31 | |
To the glory that was Greece | 1:05:31 | 1:05:34 | |
And the grandeur...that was Rome. | 1:05:34 | 1:05:38 | |
-Glory Hallelujah. -ALL MURMUR: Amen. Glory. | 1:05:38 | 1:05:41 | |
FRONT DOOR OPENS ALL CONTINUE TO MURMUR | 1:05:41 | 1:05:44 | |
MURMURS SLOWLY CEASE | 1:05:44 | 1:05:47 | |
Huh? | 1:05:48 | 1:05:49 | |
Bye-bye, ladies. It was my pleasure. | 1:05:49 | 1:05:52 | |
ALL CHATTER AT ONCE | 1:05:52 | 1:05:54 | |
Thank you, ma'am. Such a pleasure. | 1:05:54 | 1:05:57 | |
Safe home. Safe home. LADIES CHUCKLE | 1:05:57 | 1:06:00 | |
-Now I wanna know what's goin' on. -Oh, indeed! Indeed! | 1:06:00 | 1:06:03 | |
The thirst for knowledge is a very commendable thing. | 1:06:03 | 1:06:06 | |
Though, I do believe when you hear the explanation, | 1:06:06 | 1:06:10 | |
you shall laugh riotously, slapping your knee, | 1:06:10 | 1:06:13 | |
and perhaps even wiping away a giddy tear, | 1:06:13 | 1:06:16 | |
relieved of your former concern. | 1:06:16 | 1:06:19 | |
Lump here is an avid collector of Indian arrowheads, | 1:06:19 | 1:06:22 | |
and, having found one simply lying on your cellar floor, | 1:06:22 | 1:06:26 | |
a particularly rare artefact | 1:06:26 | 1:06:28 | |
-of the Natchez tribe... -W-What? | 1:06:28 | 1:06:30 | |
..he enlisted the ensemble in an all-out effort | 1:06:30 | 1:06:32 | |
to sift through the subsoil in search of others. | 1:06:32 | 1:06:36 | |
Apparently, in doing so, we hit a mother lode of natural gas. | 1:06:36 | 1:06:39 | |
I became acutely aware of the smell of "rotten eggs". | 1:06:39 | 1:06:43 | |
And it was just at this inopportune moment that the General | 1:06:43 | 1:06:48 | |
violated the cardinal rule of this house | 1:06:48 | 1:06:50 | |
and lit himself...a cigarette. | 1:06:50 | 1:06:54 | |
So sorry. | 1:06:54 | 1:06:56 | |
Well, what about all that money? | 1:06:58 | 1:07:01 | |
Ah... | 1:07:01 | 1:07:03 | |
the money. | 1:07:03 | 1:07:05 | |
Well, the money is Mr Pancake's. | 1:07:05 | 1:07:07 | |
-That's right. -Who only just remortgaged his home | 1:07:07 | 1:07:11 | |
in order to raise the money for a surgical procedure | 1:07:11 | 1:07:14 | |
to correct the wandering eye of his common-law wife, Mountain Water, | 1:07:14 | 1:07:17 | |
who suffers from astigmia strabismus and a general... | 1:07:17 | 1:07:22 | |
..curdling of the...vitreous jelly. | 1:07:22 | 1:07:25 | |
Mr Pancake is an ardent foe... HE CHUCKLES | 1:07:25 | 1:07:28 | |
..of the Federal Reserve, | 1:07:28 | 1:07:30 | |
and is one of those eccentrics one reads about | 1:07:30 | 1:07:33 | |
hoarding his entire life savings, in Mr Pancake's case, | 1:07:33 | 1:07:36 | |
in a Hefty bag that is his constant companion. | 1:07:36 | 1:07:40 | |
A steel sack. | 1:07:41 | 1:07:44 | |
Don't trust the banks. Never have. | 1:07:44 | 1:07:47 | |
Uh-uh. Don't smell right to me. I'm calling Sheriff Wyner. | 1:07:54 | 1:07:58 | |
Madam! Madam, please! | 1:07:58 | 1:08:01 | |
Madam, no, no, I beg of y... | 1:08:01 | 1:08:03 | |
Yes! Yes! It is a lie! | 1:08:03 | 1:08:05 | |
It is a fantastic tale! You have us dead to rights. | 1:08:05 | 1:08:08 | |
But, madam, please, allow me to tell you the truth. | 1:08:08 | 1:08:12 | |
In private. | 1:08:12 | 1:08:14 | |
Madam... | 1:08:17 | 1:08:19 | |
Madam, we are not musicians... | 1:08:22 | 1:08:25 | |
..of the late Renaissance. | 1:08:25 | 1:08:28 | |
-Nor of the early, nor mid period. -Mmn-hmm. | 1:08:28 | 1:08:31 | |
We are, in fact... | 1:08:31 | 1:08:34 | |
..criminals. | 1:08:36 | 1:08:38 | |
Desperate men, Mrs Munson. | 1:08:38 | 1:08:40 | |
We have... HE INHALES DEEPLY | 1:08:40 | 1:08:43 | |
..tunnelled into the nearby offices of the Bandit Queen gambling emporium | 1:08:43 | 1:08:48 | |
and relieved it of its treasure. | 1:08:48 | 1:08:51 | |
-Lord have mercy! -It is true. | 1:08:51 | 1:08:53 | |
The Bandit Queen is a den of iniquity, | 1:08:53 | 1:08:56 | |
a painted harlot, luring people into sin | 1:08:56 | 1:08:59 | |
by exciting the vice of greed with her promise of easy winnings. | 1:08:59 | 1:09:03 | |
Her gains are ill-gotten. | 1:09:03 | 1:09:06 | |
But... HE SIGHS | 1:09:06 | 1:09:09 | |
I offer no excuses... | 1:09:09 | 1:09:11 | |
save one. | 1:09:11 | 1:09:14 | |
We men have each pledged one half of our share of the booty | 1:09:14 | 1:09:18 | |
to a charitable institution. | 1:09:18 | 1:09:20 | |
In compensation for use of your home, | 1:09:20 | 1:09:23 | |
we had planned to donate a full share | 1:09:23 | 1:09:26 | |
to Bob Jones University, | 1:09:26 | 1:09:29 | |
without burdening you with guilty knowledge by informing you. | 1:09:29 | 1:09:34 | |
But now you have wrested the information from me. | 1:09:34 | 1:09:36 | |
HE CHUCKLES BREATHLESSLY There you have it! | 1:09:36 | 1:09:38 | |
It is on your table, Mrs Munson. | 1:09:38 | 1:09:41 | |
The "awful truth". | 1:09:41 | 1:09:44 | |
Stolen money. | 1:09:44 | 1:09:46 | |
But find the victim, Mrs Munson. I challenge you. | 1:09:46 | 1:09:51 | |
Even the casino itself, that riparian Gomorrah, | 1:09:51 | 1:09:53 | |
shall suffer no harm. | 1:09:53 | 1:09:55 | |
It has an insurance company - | 1:09:55 | 1:09:58 | |
a financial behemoth | 1:09:58 | 1:10:00 | |
that will cheerfully replenish its depleted vaults. | 1:10:00 | 1:10:04 | |
That is its function! | 1:10:04 | 1:10:05 | |
That insurance company has tens and tens of thousands of policy holders. | 1:10:05 | 1:10:10 | |
We have done the calculations, | 1:10:10 | 1:10:12 | |
so that at the end of the day, at the final reckoning, | 1:10:12 | 1:10:16 | |
each one of those policy holders shall have contributed one penny, | 1:10:16 | 1:10:21 | |
one single, solitary cent, | 1:10:21 | 1:10:24 | |
to the satisfaction of this claim. | 1:10:24 | 1:10:27 | |
-One penny? -One penny. | 1:10:27 | 1:10:29 | |
Think of it, Mrs Munson, | 1:10:29 | 1:10:31 | |
one penny from those thousands upon thousands of people, | 1:10:31 | 1:10:35 | |
so that Bob Jones University | 1:10:35 | 1:10:38 | |
can continue on its mission. | 1:10:38 | 1:10:42 | |
I have no doubt that were those policy holders made aware | 1:10:42 | 1:10:44 | |
of the existence of that august institution, | 1:10:44 | 1:10:46 | |
each and every one would have volunteered some token amount | 1:10:46 | 1:10:50 | |
for the furtherance of its aims. | 1:10:50 | 1:10:52 | |
Well, that's probably true! | 1:10:52 | 1:10:54 | |
Sadly... | 1:10:54 | 1:10:56 | |
the criminal stain is upon my soul. | 1:10:56 | 1:11:00 | |
But the benefit shall accrue to any number of worthy causes, | 1:11:00 | 1:11:05 | |
as long, that is, as the secret... | 1:11:05 | 1:11:07 | |
stays with us. | 1:11:07 | 1:11:10 | |
-Well... -SHE BREATHES DEEPLY | 1:11:13 | 1:11:16 | |
I can't hardly see the harm in it. | 1:11:16 | 1:11:20 | |
One penny? | 1:11:21 | 1:11:22 | |
-I'm sorry. -Excuse me? | 1:11:34 | 1:11:36 | |
I'm sorry, it's wrong. | 1:11:36 | 1:11:38 | |
-Don't be leadin' me into temptation. -Madam... | 1:11:38 | 1:11:40 | |
I'm sorry. It's just plain wrong. | 1:11:40 | 1:11:42 | |
-Stealing. -Madam... | 1:11:42 | 1:11:44 | |
-I know your intentions was good. -They weren't! | 1:11:44 | 1:11:46 | |
I won't call the police if you return the money | 1:11:46 | 1:11:49 | |
and y'all go to church on Sunday. | 1:11:49 | 1:11:51 | |
And engage in divine worship?! | 1:11:51 | 1:11:54 | |
I've made up my mind. | 1:11:56 | 1:11:58 | |
You can double talk all you want. | 1:11:58 | 1:12:01 | |
It's church or the county jail. Think it over. | 1:12:01 | 1:12:05 | |
I gotta feed the cat. | 1:12:05 | 1:12:08 | |
HE PLUCKS DESPONDENTLY | 1:12:16 | 1:12:19 | |
Motherfuck! | 1:12:24 | 1:12:26 | |
Yes. Unfortunately, Mrs Munson has rather complicated the situation. | 1:12:26 | 1:12:31 | |
I know how to decomplicate it. | 1:12:31 | 1:12:33 | |
Bust a cap in the old bitch's head. Simple. | 1:12:33 | 1:12:36 | |
Not easy to do. | 1:12:41 | 1:12:43 | |
For many reasons. Practical ones. | 1:12:43 | 1:12:46 | |
Quiet neighbourhood. Sleepy town. Reasons of moral repugnance. | 1:12:46 | 1:12:50 | |
A harmless woman, a deed conceived and executed in cold blood. | 1:12:50 | 1:12:54 | |
No, no, Gawain. Would that it were simple. | 1:12:54 | 1:12:58 | |
Fuck! We gonna give the money back and go to church? | 1:12:58 | 1:13:01 | |
PLUCKS OFF-KEY I shudder and I quake. | 1:13:01 | 1:13:06 | |
You, sir, are a Buddhist. | 1:13:06 | 1:13:09 | |
Is there not a "middle way"? | 1:13:09 | 1:13:11 | |
GRUNTS CONTEMPLATIVELY | 1:13:11 | 1:13:14 | |
Must float like a leaf on the river of life... | 1:13:16 | 1:13:20 | |
..and kill old lady. | 1:13:22 | 1:13:24 | |
Yes, yes, I suppose you are right. | 1:13:26 | 1:13:30 | |
It is the active nature of the crime, though, that so abhors - | 1:13:30 | 1:13:33 | |
the squeezing of the trigger, the plunging of the knife, it... | 1:13:33 | 1:13:38 | |
But...let us think a moment. | 1:13:38 | 1:13:41 | |
What other tools do we have at hand? | 1:13:41 | 1:13:44 | |
We have the cellar. | 1:13:44 | 1:13:46 | |
We have the cavity. | 1:13:46 | 1:13:48 | |
We have masonry and trowel. | 1:13:48 | 1:13:53 | |
Perhaps we could simply... | 1:13:53 | 1:13:57 | |
-immure her. -Sure. Easiest thing in the world! | 1:13:57 | 1:14:00 | |
I can whip up some mortar in a snow saucer, | 1:14:00 | 1:14:03 | |
lay the bricks, anchor in chains. Mountain can outsource the manacles. | 1:14:03 | 1:14:07 | |
Ah, gentlemen, we delude ourselves. | 1:14:07 | 1:14:10 | |
No, shortest and painless is best. | 1:14:10 | 1:14:14 | |
Gawain's gun, | 1:14:14 | 1:14:17 | |
retort muffled by a pillow, | 1:14:17 | 1:14:20 | |
into the brain. | 1:14:20 | 1:14:21 | |
HE CLAPS The affair of an instant. | 1:14:21 | 1:14:24 | |
The only question is, | 1:14:24 | 1:14:26 | |
who wields the weapon? | 1:14:26 | 1:14:29 | |
I believe it is traditional in such circumstances to... | 1:14:29 | 1:14:33 | |
-draw straws. -Fair enough. | 1:14:33 | 1:14:36 | |
Here you go, Lump. | 1:14:36 | 1:14:37 | |
I'm thinking, though, that, er... since I lost a finger, | 1:14:38 | 1:14:42 | |
and I mean literally lost it, cos of that fucking cat, | 1:14:42 | 1:14:46 | |
maybe I should be excused from this thing. | 1:14:46 | 1:14:49 | |
Hard for me to squeeze a trigger, anyway. | 1:14:49 | 1:14:51 | |
You one whiny motherfucker. | 1:14:51 | 1:14:53 | |
I'll squeeze your fuckin' nutsack, you keep that bullshit up. | 1:14:53 | 1:14:56 | |
-Shut up, punk! -I'll kick your goddamn ass! | 1:14:56 | 1:14:59 | |
Gentlemen! No special pleading. No exceptions. | 1:14:59 | 1:15:02 | |
It is of the nature of the situation we would all prefer to be excused. | 1:15:02 | 1:15:06 | |
Well, OK. It was just a trial balloon. | 1:15:07 | 1:15:09 | |
Er... | 1:15:30 | 1:15:31 | |
HE WHIMPERS | 1:15:34 | 1:15:36 | |
HE SIGHS HARD | 1:15:36 | 1:15:38 | |
Long straw. You all see it. | 1:15:46 | 1:15:49 | |
-All that fuss for nothing, punk. -Fuck you! | 1:15:49 | 1:15:52 | |
Motherfuck! | 1:16:05 | 1:16:07 | |
# Lord, I'm in trouble | 1:16:07 | 1:16:10 | |
# Lord, I'm in trouble | 1:16:10 | 1:16:13 | |
# Lord, I'm in trouble all about my soul | 1:16:13 | 1:16:18 | |
# My Lord, but | 1:16:18 | 1:16:21 | |
# When I get up in the kingdom, Lord | 1:16:21 | 1:16:27 | |
# I won't be in trouble no more | 1:16:27 | 1:16:30 | |
# Oh, Lord, I'm in trouble | 1:16:30 | 1:16:34 | |
# Lord, I'm in trouble | 1:16:34 | 1:16:37 | |
# Lord, I'm in trouble. # | 1:16:37 | 1:16:39 | |
TV: 'Would you like a hot cross bun? | 1:16:39 | 1:16:42 | |
-'No! Just an explanation. -Coming up... | 1:16:42 | 1:16:46 | |
'Hi, George. What's going on? | 1:16:46 | 1:16:50 | |
'George! How did they get in here?!' | 1:16:50 | 1:16:53 | |
CANNED LAUGHTER | 1:16:53 | 1:16:55 | |
What you got there, Gawain? | 1:16:57 | 1:16:59 | |
-Why, nothin', Mamma... -Nothin', my ass! | 1:16:59 | 1:17:03 | |
-You got a dog there! -No, Mamma! | 1:17:03 | 1:17:05 | |
A filthy, noisy, little pest of a puppy dog | 1:17:05 | 1:17:08 | |
gonna shit all over the house! | 1:17:08 | 1:17:10 | |
He won't shit in the house! I'll train him! | 1:17:10 | 1:17:13 | |
-I'll train him real good. -I'm gonna train you real good! | 1:17:13 | 1:17:16 | |
Wait till your daddy get home! He gonna lay into you proper! | 1:17:16 | 1:17:20 | |
No, Mamma! Please, Mamma! I love you! | 1:17:20 | 1:17:22 | |
Daddy gonna kick your ass! | 1:17:22 | 1:17:24 | |
Mamma's whuppin' Gawain's ass! | 1:17:24 | 1:17:27 | |
Ain't you gonna use the strap? | 1:17:27 | 1:17:29 | |
I love you, Mamma.... I'm sorry, Mamma. I love you. | 1:17:29 | 1:17:33 | |
I swear I'll wash the dog's ass an' everythin', Mamma. | 1:17:33 | 1:17:37 | |
-HE WEEPS -I'll train him to shit in the toilet, Mamma! | 1:17:37 | 1:17:40 | |
I'll wipe his ass an' everythin'... | 1:17:40 | 1:17:43 | |
What you doin'? | 1:17:43 | 1:17:44 | |
What you doin' with my pillow? | 1:17:44 | 1:17:47 | |
Nothing, ma'am. I just came down to... | 1:17:47 | 1:17:49 | |
-I'm displeased with you! -But... | 1:17:49 | 1:17:51 | |
Fine coloured boy like you, | 1:17:51 | 1:17:52 | |
falling in with that trash downstairs! | 1:17:52 | 1:17:55 | |
Now, I know your mamma taught you better than that! | 1:17:55 | 1:17:59 | |
I can't do it. She reminded me of my mamma. | 1:18:02 | 1:18:06 | |
-Look, man... -Why, this is most irregular. | 1:18:06 | 1:18:09 | |
You motherfuckers draw straws again. | 1:18:09 | 1:18:11 | |
Accept your responsibilities, young man, and shoot that old lady. | 1:18:11 | 1:18:16 | |
Fuck you and your irritated bowel! | 1:18:16 | 1:18:18 | |
-Must shoot. -Easiest thing in the world. | 1:18:18 | 1:18:21 | |
Just pretend her head's a melon, and the gun is a melon baller... | 1:18:21 | 1:18:25 | |
What the fuck are you talking about? A melon baller? | 1:18:25 | 1:18:27 | |
-Look, man, you do it. -This is most irregular. | 1:18:27 | 1:18:30 | |
Now, look, with equal rights comes equal responsibility. | 1:18:30 | 1:18:34 | |
Mr Pancake is correct. We cannot draw straws again. | 1:18:34 | 1:18:37 | |
The exercise loses all credibility if the loser can simply beg off. | 1:18:37 | 1:18:41 | |
Must shoot. | 1:18:41 | 1:18:43 | |
Hey, look, man, | 1:18:44 | 1:18:46 | |
she's just an old coloured lady to you. Come on, man. You do it. | 1:18:46 | 1:18:49 | |
Why, you snivelling little coward. | 1:18:49 | 1:18:53 | |
-What did you say to me? -Snivelling little coward. | 1:18:53 | 1:18:55 | |
Whiny motherfucker. | 1:18:55 | 1:18:57 | |
I'll come up your irritated asshole with this gun | 1:18:57 | 1:19:00 | |
and give you a lead colonic! | 1:19:00 | 1:19:02 | |
Think you scare me, you mewling punk? | 1:19:02 | 1:19:04 | |
You don't scare me. Bull Connor and all his dogs didn't scare me! | 1:19:04 | 1:19:08 | |
Now, be a man. | 1:19:08 | 1:19:10 | |
You fuck! You ain't no fuckin' man! | 1:19:10 | 1:19:14 | |
-Why, this is most... -Be a man! | 1:19:14 | 1:19:16 | |
You ain't no fuckin' man! Fuckin' a 60-year-old with pigtails! | 1:19:16 | 1:19:19 | |
You bastard punk! Mountain Girl is 53! | 1:19:19 | 1:19:23 | |
-She could ride your ass to jelly! -Oh, yeah?! | 1:19:23 | 1:19:26 | |
-Gentlemen! -I'd rather stick my dick in a ham! | 1:19:27 | 1:19:30 | |
GUNSHOT | 1:19:30 | 1:19:32 | |
Oh, my God. | 1:19:38 | 1:19:39 | |
Oh, no! | 1:19:39 | 1:19:41 | |
Oh, my. | 1:19:41 | 1:19:43 | |
I think he's hit. | 1:19:43 | 1:19:46 | |
Oh, no... | 1:19:46 | 1:19:49 | |
I'll just check the carotid artery. | 1:19:51 | 1:19:54 | |
That's a negative. | 1:19:58 | 1:20:00 | |
Is he dead, Professor? | 1:20:00 | 1:20:01 | |
Sure he's dead, Lump. I checked his carotid artery. | 1:20:01 | 1:20:04 | |
Well, this is most irregular. | 1:20:04 | 1:20:07 | |
We shall need a Hefty bag. | 1:20:07 | 1:20:10 | |
GOSPEL MUSIC PLAYS | 1:20:11 | 1:20:13 | |
She's in the kitchen. | 1:20:18 | 1:20:20 | |
You steal out with the carcass | 1:20:20 | 1:20:22 | |
while I dazzle her with conversation. | 1:20:22 | 1:20:24 | |
My dear Mrs Munson, | 1:20:29 | 1:20:32 | |
I have outlined your position with my colleagues, | 1:20:32 | 1:20:36 | |
and I now return to you to render our collective verdict. | 1:20:36 | 1:20:40 | |
-Uh-huh. -There was much spirited discussion | 1:20:40 | 1:20:42 | |
in an atmosphere of frank give and take. | 1:20:42 | 1:20:45 | |
Some were appalled at the idea of returning the money. | 1:20:45 | 1:20:49 | |
Some were more receptive. | 1:20:49 | 1:20:51 | |
I don't care if they was receptive or not! | 1:20:51 | 1:20:53 | |
And that attitude, madam, was a factor in our discussions. | 1:20:53 | 1:20:56 | |
I must say, they were devastated at the prospect | 1:20:56 | 1:21:00 | |
of not being able to contribute to the respective charities. | 1:21:00 | 1:21:02 | |
Well, that is a shame. | 1:21:02 | 1:21:04 | |
Indeed. But at the end of the day, your position prevailed. | 1:21:04 | 1:21:08 | |
So we have decided to return the money, every last cent, | 1:21:08 | 1:21:12 | |
and attend Sunday services, | 1:21:12 | 1:21:14 | |
rather than spend the rest of our days | 1:21:14 | 1:21:16 | |
in the Mississippi Mens' Correctional facility. | 1:21:16 | 1:21:19 | |
Though that was the original preference of some. | 1:21:19 | 1:21:22 | |
FOGHORN BLOWS | 1:21:42 | 1:21:45 | |
You are not assisting with the cadaver. | 1:22:00 | 1:22:03 | |
-Oh, no need. -HE FARTS | 1:22:03 | 1:22:05 | |
Just chucked it off the bridge. Easiest thing in the world. | 1:22:05 | 1:22:07 | |
I'm just cleaning up here. | 1:22:07 | 1:22:09 | |
-DOOR BANGS -Oh, that's them. Back already. | 1:22:09 | 1:22:13 | |
I'll just go dump these in the hearse. | 1:22:13 | 1:22:16 | |
Yeah. Easiest thing in the world. | 1:22:16 | 1:22:19 | |
General! | 1:22:35 | 1:22:37 | |
No extra share, huh? | 1:22:37 | 1:22:40 | |
HE GRUNTS UNCOMFORTABLY | 1:22:45 | 1:22:47 | |
HE SNORTS | 1:22:50 | 1:22:52 | |
-Mountain? -Garth? | 1:23:02 | 1:23:04 | |
HE SNORTS GUTTURALLY | 1:23:04 | 1:23:07 | |
IBS, dear? | 1:23:07 | 1:23:09 | |
# Oh, come... | 1:23:13 | 1:23:17 | |
# Let us go back | 1:23:17 | 1:23:21 | |
# To God | 1:23:21 | 1:23:22 | |
# Go back | 1:23:22 | 1:23:24 | |
# Oh, how long? | 1:23:24 | 1:23:26 | |
# Let's go back to God | 1:23:26 | 1:23:29 | |
-# Let us go back -Let's go back to God | 1:23:29 | 1:23:32 | |
-# Come on... -Let's go back to God... # | 1:23:32 | 1:23:36 | |
Get Garth! | 1:23:36 | 1:23:38 | |
# Oh, come | 1:23:38 | 1:23:39 | |
# Let us go back | 1:23:39 | 1:23:43 | |
# To God | 1:23:43 | 1:23:45 | |
# Go back | 1:23:45 | 1:23:47 | |
# To God. # | 1:23:47 | 1:23:51 | |
Excellent. | 1:24:02 | 1:24:04 | |
I believe, at last, we have the right man for the job. | 1:24:04 | 1:24:08 | |
SHE SNORES LOUDLY | 1:24:08 | 1:24:10 | |
# They crucified | 1:24:56 | 1:25:00 | |
# The saviour | 1:25:00 | 1:25:03 | |
# They crucified | 1:25:03 | 1:25:07 | |
# The saviour | 1:25:07 | 1:25:10 | |
# They crucified | 1:25:10 | 1:25:13 | |
# The saviour | 1:25:13 | 1:25:17 | |
# And nailed him to the cross... # | 1:25:17 | 1:25:21 | |
CUCKOO! CUCKOO! | 1:25:28 | 1:25:30 | |
HE GULPS | 1:25:30 | 1:25:32 | |
# And ascended in a cloud | 1:25:32 | 1:25:34 | |
MUMBLES | 1:25:34 | 1:25:36 | |
# And ascended in a cloud | 1:25:37 | 1:25:41 | |
# And ascended in a cloud... # | 1:25:41 | 1:25:44 | |
MEOWS ANGRILY | 1:25:44 | 1:25:45 | |
# And ascended in a cloud | 1:25:51 | 1:25:54 | |
# And ascended in a cloud | 1:25:54 | 1:25:56 | |
# And ascended in a cloud | 1:25:56 | 1:25:58 | |
# And ascended in a cloud | 1:25:58 | 1:26:00 | |
# And ascended in a cloud | 1:26:00 | 1:26:03 | |
# And ascended in a cloud. # | 1:26:03 | 1:26:07 | |
The old woman... | 1:26:08 | 1:26:10 | |
is a more formidable antagonist than one had imagined. | 1:26:10 | 1:26:14 | |
FOGHORN BLOWS | 1:26:14 | 1:26:17 | |
Now, Lump... | 1:26:35 | 1:26:38 | |
it falls to you to finish the job. | 1:26:38 | 1:26:41 | |
The...comedy must end. | 1:26:43 | 1:26:45 | |
You know, I-I've been doing some thinking, Professor. | 1:26:45 | 1:26:50 | |
-Oh, dear. -Maybe we should be going to church... | 1:26:50 | 1:26:55 | |
Oh, dear Lump, I feared those would be your words. | 1:26:55 | 1:26:58 | |
I appreciate your giving the matter the benefit of your thought, | 1:26:58 | 1:27:02 | |
but recall, dear boy, our respective functions in this enterprise. | 1:27:02 | 1:27:06 | |
I am a professor. The professor, as you so often say. The thinker. | 1:27:06 | 1:27:11 | |
Trained in the arts of cogitation. | 1:27:11 | 1:27:13 | |
You are the goon, the hooligan, the dumb brute, | 1:27:13 | 1:27:16 | |
whose actions must be directed by a higher intelligence. | 1:27:16 | 1:27:19 | |
-I know, but... -No buts! | 1:27:19 | 1:27:21 | |
Do not repeat the error of thinking. Now is the moment of praxis. | 1:27:21 | 1:27:26 | |
Now, Lump, you must act. | 1:27:26 | 1:27:29 | |
But I can't do it, Professor. | 1:27:32 | 1:27:34 | |
A nice old lady like that. | 1:27:34 | 1:27:36 | |
Think of the riches you and I alone shall divide. | 1:27:36 | 1:27:39 | |
-I know, but... -And if you decline to act, | 1:27:39 | 1:27:42 | |
thus forcing me to do so, | 1:27:42 | 1:27:44 | |
you have no entitlement to the money. | 1:27:44 | 1:27:46 | |
Your offices shall have been nugatory. | 1:27:46 | 1:27:50 | |
You mean, you're gonna kill her? | 1:27:50 | 1:27:53 | |
Of course, yes. My hand shall be forced. | 1:27:53 | 1:27:57 | |
I can't allow you to do that, Professor. | 1:27:57 | 1:28:00 | |
HE CHUCKLES BREATHLESSLY You... | 1:28:02 | 1:28:05 | |
-Allow? -Mmn-hmn. | 1:28:05 | 1:28:08 | |
Not allow?! | 1:28:08 | 1:28:10 | |
Mmn-hmm. | 1:28:10 | 1:28:12 | |
What presumption! | 1:28:12 | 1:28:15 | |
You...stupid boy! | 1:28:15 | 1:28:17 | |
You very... | 1:28:17 | 1:28:19 | |
..very, extremely stupid boy. | 1:28:20 | 1:28:23 | |
Oh, yeah? | 1:28:23 | 1:28:25 | |
Who looks stupid now? | 1:28:25 | 1:28:28 | |
GUN CLICKS | 1:28:28 | 1:28:31 | |
FOGHORN BLOWS | 1:28:31 | 1:28:34 | |
No bullets? | 1:28:36 | 1:28:37 | |
Praxis... | 1:28:44 | 1:28:46 | |
had to be thus. | 1:28:46 | 1:28:49 | |
Lo, in yon brilliant window niche | 1:28:50 | 1:28:54 | |
How statuelike I see thee stand. | 1:28:54 | 1:28:57 | |
HE GASPS A raven! | 1:29:01 | 1:29:03 | |
HE CHUCKLES | 1:29:03 | 1:29:06 | |
CAWS | 1:29:06 | 1:29:09 | |
FOGHORN BLOWS | 1:29:09 | 1:29:11 | |
The agate lamp within thy hand. | 1:29:13 | 1:29:16 | |
Ah, Psyche, | 1:29:16 | 1:29:19 | |
from the regions which... | 1:29:19 | 1:29:23 | |
are holy land. | 1:29:23 | 1:29:26 | |
CAWS | 1:29:26 | 1:29:27 | |
RIPPING | 1:29:39 | 1:29:41 | |
Huh? | 1:30:19 | 1:30:20 | |
Uh-huh. | 1:30:26 | 1:30:27 | |
Professor? | 1:30:30 | 1:30:32 | |
Mmn-mmn-mmn. | 1:30:35 | 1:30:37 | |
Couldn't face the music. | 1:30:37 | 1:30:39 | |
-We don't know what to do. -< I'll check that. -Tried that, too. | 1:30:45 | 1:30:48 | |
-HE STAMMERS -Oh, er... | 1:30:48 | 1:30:51 | |
Er, Mrs Munson? | 1:30:51 | 1:30:52 | |
Gotta make a statement, Sheriff... | 1:30:52 | 1:30:55 | |
Ma'am, could it wait? We're kinda busy today. | 1:30:55 | 1:30:57 | |
Well, I suppose it could wait, | 1:30:57 | 1:30:59 | |
but it's about that casino money. | 1:30:59 | 1:31:02 | |
Let me call you back. | 1:31:04 | 1:31:06 | |
-You know something about it? -Something? Everything! | 1:31:06 | 1:31:09 | |
-I got it at home. -You got what at home? | 1:31:09 | 1:31:12 | |
The money! 1.6m. | 1:31:12 | 1:31:15 | |
-It's down in my root cellar. -How'd it get there, Marva? | 1:31:15 | 1:31:18 | |
A bunch of desperate men stole it and put it there. | 1:31:18 | 1:31:21 | |
See, they was musicians | 1:31:21 | 1:31:23 | |
of the Renaissance period. | 1:31:23 | 1:31:25 | |
Turned out they really couldn't play. | 1:31:25 | 1:31:27 | |
But they could recite poems that'd break your heart. | 1:31:27 | 1:31:31 | |
The ringleader spoke in dead tongues. | 1:31:31 | 1:31:34 | |
-Does he now? -I tried to get you to see him. | 1:31:34 | 1:31:37 | |
-That night. -Yes, ma'am. | 1:31:37 | 1:31:39 | |
-I had to holler at him about stealin' all that money. -Mmn-hmn. | 1:31:39 | 1:31:42 | |
I guess I made 'em feel real bad, | 1:31:42 | 1:31:44 | |
cos they just picked up and left without taking the money! | 1:31:44 | 1:31:49 | |
And they let Pickles out! | 1:31:49 | 1:31:51 | |
-HE GROANS -So, you want us to come fetch him? | 1:31:51 | 1:31:54 | |
Oh, no, no. He's back. | 1:31:54 | 1:31:56 | |
-What you want me to do with the money? -Wh...? | 1:31:56 | 1:31:59 | |
You keep it! | 1:32:03 | 1:32:05 | |
Why don't you keep it? | 1:32:05 | 1:32:07 | |
Keep it? | 1:32:07 | 1:32:09 | |
Go on, keep it, Miss Marva. | 1:32:09 | 1:32:11 | |
Well... | 1:32:13 | 1:32:16 | |
It is just a penny off of everybody's policy. | 1:32:16 | 1:32:21 | |
Could...? | 1:32:24 | 1:32:26 | |
-You don't suppose I could...? -Yes, ma'am? | 1:32:27 | 1:32:29 | |
Could I just give it all to Bob Jones University? | 1:32:31 | 1:32:35 | |
Yeah! | 1:32:41 | 1:32:43 | |
That'd be nice. | 1:32:43 | 1:32:45 | |
Give it all to 'em! | 1:32:45 | 1:32:47 | |
That's a good idea! | 1:32:47 | 1:32:49 | |
As long as everybody knows. | 1:32:56 | 1:32:59 | |
# My Lord | 1:33:00 | 1:33:02 | |
# He's done just what he said... # | 1:33:02 | 1:33:05 | |
How you doin'? | 1:33:05 | 1:33:07 | |
# ..Let your light From the lighthouse | 1:33:07 | 1:33:09 | |
# Shine on me... # | 1:33:09 | 1:33:11 | |
SHE LAUGHS HAPPILY | 1:33:11 | 1:33:14 | |
-SHE GASPS -Pickles! | 1:33:16 | 1:33:18 | |
Oh, Lord! Pickles! | 1:33:18 | 1:33:20 | |
# Shine on | 1:33:20 | 1:33:22 | |
# Let it shine on | 1:33:22 | 1:33:25 | |
# Let it shine on | 1:33:25 | 1:33:28 | |
# Let your light | 1:33:28 | 1:33:30 | |
# From the lighthouse | 1:33:30 | 1:33:32 | |
# Shine on me | 1:33:32 | 1:33:34 | |
# Shine on | 1:33:34 | 1:33:36 | |
# Let it shine on | 1:33:36 | 1:33:39 | |
# Let your light | 1:33:39 | 1:33:41 | |
# From the lighthouse | 1:33:41 | 1:33:43 | |
# Shine on | 1:33:43 | 1:33:45 | |
# I know I've got religion | 1:33:45 | 1:33:48 | |
# And I ain't ashamed | 1:33:48 | 1:33:50 | |
# Let your light | 1:33:50 | 1:33:51 | |
# From the lighthouse | 1:33:51 | 1:33:54 | |
# Shine on me | 1:33:54 | 1:33:56 | |
# Angels in heaven | 1:33:56 | 1:33:58 | |
# Done wrote my name | 1:33:58 | 1:34:01 | |
# Let your light | 1:34:01 | 1:34:02 | |
# From the lighthouse | 1:34:02 | 1:34:04 | |
# Shine on | 1:34:04 | 1:34:06 | |
# Let it shine on | 1:34:06 | 1:34:09 | |
# Let it shine on | 1:34:09 | 1:34:12 | |
# Let your light from the lighthouse | 1:34:12 | 1:34:15 | |
# Shine on me | 1:34:15 | 1:34:17 | |
# Shine on | 1:34:17 | 1:34:19 | |
# Oh, let it shine on | 1:34:19 | 1:34:22 | |
# Let your light from the lighthouse | 1:34:22 | 1:34:25 | |
# Shine on me... | 1:34:25 | 1:34:27 | |
-# Go, man, go! -Shine on | 1:34:35 | 1:34:39 | |
-# All night long -Shine on | 1:34:39 | 1:34:41 | |
# Shine, shine, shine... | 1:34:41 | 1:34:44 | |
-# You got to feel it -Shine on | 1:34:52 | 1:34:56 | |
-# In your heart -Shine on | 1:34:56 | 1:34:59 | |
-# You got to feel it -Shine on | 1:34:59 | 1:35:01 | |
-# In your soul -Shine on | 1:35:01 | 1:35:03 | |
-# You got to take His hand -Shine on... # | 1:35:03 | 1:35:06 |