Goin' South

Synopsis: Texas, shortly after the Civil War. Henry Moon is an outlaw, on the run from the law. He is captured trying to escape to Mexico and taken back to town to be hanged. The town has a special law that a condemned man can walk free if one of the single women of the town offer to marry him. Henry is in luck - at the last moment Julia Tate offers to marry him, and pretty soon they are married. However, Henry soon discovers that Julia's motives are purely business-orientated - she needs someone to work the mine on her property. This makes for a very cold marriage.
Genre: Comedy, Crime, Romance
Director(s): Jack Nicholson
Production: Paramount Home Video
Rotten Tomatoes:
105 min

Oh, you Rio Grande!

Get in there.

Viva Mxico!

Viva Mxico!

This here's Mexican

dirt. You can't touch me.

Thought you'd get me?

You're a disgrace to the Confederacy.

Speed, this ain't no time

to let me down. Get up!

This is Mexican territory.

He gets across the river

and his horse faints on him!

This ain't fair, goddamn

it. This ain't fair.

This ain't fair.

Good Lord. They're

stringing up old Speed.

I have here a very fine animal

once owned by the hombre

we're about to hang.

What am I offered?

Hey! I still own that horse.

When we want to hear from you,

amigo, we'll rattle your cage.

Ain't that the horse that fainted?

Yeah, he fainted. But

he got up, didn't he?



Towfield, I said keep

these buzzards out.

Take it easy, Moon. You're lucky

you're getting a decent hanging.

I'd have done it out

there on a scrub oak.

Goddamn vultures hanging

around here all morning.

They just want to see

the man of the hour.

Well, I'm flattered as hell.

You're a real card,

Moon. I'm gonna miss you.

Your family's here. Make it short.


Brother Abe, Jimmy,

Gussy and everybody.

Dumb-ass deputy. He thought

you were really my family.

So I figured...

You look pretty as a painting, honey.

- How ya doin', Henry?

- Well...

...roll it out.

- Nothing like that, Henry.

- We just come to see you off.

See me off?

Doesn't look like you did

too good on your own, Henry.

You should've stuck with us.

We was going places, goddamn it.

What do you mean, "was"?

All you gotta do is spring me.

If we tried anything,

we'd only get shot.

Yeah, but that's without my plan.

Cut that out.

Big Abe, they're gonna

send me to the bone orchard.

If you got anything you want to

give away, Henry, now's the time.

Say your goodbyes, boys.

- Nice knowing you.

- Yeah, Coogan, sure.

It just ain't right. Just for cutting

a few horses and robbing a few banks.

The law's gotta be changed, Henry.

Go on outside.

So long, Moon.


Well, honey, at least we had

some good old times together.

You was the best I ever had.

Except maybe that circus fella.

- Why does that always upset you?

- Why bring that up now, Hermine?

- Sh*t!

- Oh, Henry.

Don't worry, Moon.

I'm gonna take care of this

girl like she's my very own.

- Come on, honey.

- Oh, Henry.

Mr Moon?

It's about that time.

- What about my last meal?

- You're smoking it.

Hands behind your back, Mr Moon.

He ain't for you.

I wouldn't take you to a dog fight

if you was the defending champ.

You oughtn't to have

done that, Mr Moon.

Well, why don't you

keep me in jail for it?

- You tell him about the ordinance?

- No.

Why not?

People I don't like,

I don't tell nothing.

- Goddamn it, Towfield.

- What ordinance?

- What ordinance, Sheriff Pile?

- Kyle.

We got this ordinance here,

passed after the Civil War,

because a lot of our

boys didn't come home

and the women was

chewing up the grass.

- I feel sorry for the grass.

- I feel sorry for the women.

This ordinance says any

man, short of a murderer,

can be saved from the gallows

by any property-holding female,

providing she decides to marry him.

They done that in Roman

times, as I recall.

Sweet Jesus H Christ

Almighty! Ma'am! Ma'am!

There's a couple of things about

me that I'd like you to consider.

- I don't need your insults.

- I agree completely.

But you've gotta take into

consideration that a man...

...can get a little irritated...

...and act like the dickens

when he's about to die.

- Buzzards, huh?

- Well, buzzards can fly.

And they keep the

desert clean. I cook.

I cook like a sonofabitch.

Rate this script:(0.00 / 0 votes)

Discuss this script with the community:



    Translate and read this script in other languages:

    Select another language:

    • - Select -
    • 简体中文 (Chinese - Simplified)
    • 繁體中文 (Chinese - Traditional)
    • Español (Spanish)
    • Esperanto (Esperanto)
    • 日本語 (Japanese)
    • Português (Portuguese)
    • Deutsch (German)
    • العربية (Arabic)
    • Français (French)
    • Русский (Russian)
    • ಕನ್ನಡ (Kannada)
    • 한국어 (Korean)
    • עברית (Hebrew)
    • Gaeilge (Irish)
    • Українська (Ukrainian)
    • اردو (Urdu)
    • Magyar (Hungarian)
    • मानक हिन्दी (Hindi)
    • Indonesia (Indonesian)
    • Italiano (Italian)
    • தமிழ் (Tamil)
    • Türkçe (Turkish)
    • తెలుగు (Telugu)
    • ภาษาไทย (Thai)
    • Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)
    • Čeština (Czech)
    • Polski (Polish)
    • Bahasa Indonesia (Indonesian)
    • Românește (Romanian)
    • Nederlands (Dutch)
    • Ελληνικά (Greek)
    • Latinum (Latin)
    • Svenska (Swedish)
    • Dansk (Danish)
    • Suomi (Finnish)
    • فارسی (Persian)
    • ייִדיש (Yiddish)
    • հայերեն (Armenian)
    • Norsk (Norwegian)
    • English (English)


    Use the citation below to add this screenplay to your bibliography:


    "Goin' South" Scripts.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2021. Web. 9 May 2021. <https://www.scripts.com/script/goin'_south_9106>.

    We need you!

    Help us build the largest writers community and scripts collection on the web!

    Watch the movie trailer

    Goin' South

    The Marketplace:

    Sell your Script !

    Get listed in the most prominent screenplays collection on the web!

    Browse Scripts.com

    The Studio:

    ScreenWriting Tool

    Write your screenplay and focus on the story with many helpful features.