Coal Miner's Daughter

(GRUNTS)

Fire!

Fire in the hole.

MAN:

Fire in the hole!

(EXPLOSION)

Let's get it, boys.

Always loads easy on payday.

(TRAIN CHUGGING)

(HORN BLOWING)

Hi, Daddy. Look at your knee. Daddy,

why don't you wear your knee pad?

Oh, Loretty,

that old shaft's so low,

you wear your knee pads,

you skin your back.

If you don't wear 'em,

you skin your knees.

I'll wear 'em tomorrow

and give my back a turn.

DOOLITTLE:
Boys, there ain't no

place this thing can't take me.

There ain't a creek she can't

ford, a gully she can't jump

or a hill she can't climb.

By God, I know a thing

that you can't climb.

That heap of red dog

back yonder.

Oh, hell, buddy,

I can climb that damn mess

in a by-God

New York minute.

MAN 1:
Shit!

Hey!

You boys watch your language

in front of these kids.

All right, does anybody wanna bet me

I can't climb that mess up there?

MAN 2:
That great

pile up there?

Hell, yes, buddy!

I can ride up there at the top...

Oh, I'm sorry, little girl. Excuse me.

(MINERS CHUCKLING)

MAN 3:
Never done.

Can't be done.

I got me $25 that says I can do it.

Does anybody wanna bet me?

(MINERS CHATTERING

INDISTINCTLY)

DOOLITTLE:
I'll take all bets.

Okay, come on, kids.

Let's get to the store.

BOTH:
Give the company

their money back.

(BELL JINGLES)

Loretta, come on, honey.

(MINERS CONTINUE

CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY)

Hi, Ted.

Hey, Carl.

Who's that

soldier boy out there

strutting around

like a banty rooster?

It's old man Red Lynn's

boy. Doolittle.

Come back from the army

acting like a wild heathen.

He'll calm down as soon as they

slap a coal shovel in his hand.

Yeah.

That Sears Roebuck

I ordered come in yet?

Yeah, I'll get it for you.

All right.

Loretty, get you and Herman

a jar of vyannies, honey.

Great!

(MINERS SHOUTING)

(MINERS JEERING)

MINER:
Get your mule, son.

Hey, Cousin Ted,

come on in here and get in on this bet.

It's a sure thing.

Ol' Doolittle will

never get up there

without rolling over

and killin' himself.

(ENGINE STRAINING)

(GEARS GRINDING)

(MINERS CONTINUE SHOUTING)

(MINERS CHEERING)

Lord have mercy,

that son of a gun Doolittle

don't know what

quit means, does he?

He sure went to

a lot of trouble

to get on top of

a pile of junk.

Come on, Herman.

BOY 1:
Mommy, Daddy's home!

BOY 2:
What you got

in that box?

TED:
Something special.

Don't open it till we get inside.

(CHILDREN CLAMORING)

Y'all get washed up

before you come in.

Y'all hear your Mama?

Everybody go wash now. Come on.

Lee Dollarhide?

Come on in here, Doo.

I was just about to blast you one.

Old boy down at the store

said you wanted to see me.

Here, take you a sip.

TED:
Okay, fellas.

Donald Ray.

Thanks, Daddy.

Jack, well...

Hand that to brother Jack.

Thank you.

CLARA:
Take the baby, Jack.

TED:
How do they feel, gang?

Daddy,

Peggy got two right feet.

TED:
What?

I mean, two right shoes.

TED:
I'll be darned. Don't worry.

We'll get 'em changed.

CLARA:
How they feel?

Loretta.

BROTHER:
Get your hands off. Leave 'em

alone. Leave 'em alone, Donald Ray.

(GASPS)

(BABY CRYING)

Daddy.

Hey, how come she gets

something extra?

Jack, Loretta's getting to be a woman.

Going on 14.

Women's 'sposed to

have pretty things.

Oh, she ain't no woman.

She ain't nothing but a dad-burned kid.

(LAUGHS)

Well, what are you, Herman?

(ALL LAUGHING)

(DOOR SLAMS)

Remember when

you used to work for me,

sell my goods down at the mine?

Yeah, I remember you used to pay

me a nickel for every jug I sold.

How'd you like to

come back to work for me?

(CHUCKLES)

Not for no nickel a jug!

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