Inside Llewyn Davis

Hang me, oh, hang me

PH be dead and gone

Hang me, oh, hang me

PH be dead and gone

I wouldn't mind the hanging

But the laying in the grave so long

Poor boy

I've been all around this world

Been all around Cape Girardeau

Parts of Arkansas

All around Cape Girardeau

Parts of Arkansas

I got so goddamn hungry

I could hide behind a straw

Poor boy

I've been all around this world

Went up on the mountain

There I made my stand

Went up on the mountain

There I made my stand

A rifle on my shoulder

And a dagger in my hand

Poor boy

I been all around this world

Put the rope around my neck

Hang me up so high

Put the rope around my neck

They hung me up so high

The last words I heard 'em say:

"Won't be long now 'fore you die

Poor boy"

I've been all around this world

So hang me, oh, hang me

And H! be dead and gone

Hang me, oh, hang me

And H! be dead and gone

Wouldn't mind the hanging

But the laying in the grave so long

Poor boy

I've been all around this world

You probably heard that one before.

If it was never new and it never

gets old, then it's a folk song.

- You and Mikey used to do that song.

- Yeah.

Boy, you were some mess last night.

Yeah, sorry, Pappi. I'm an asshole.

I don't give a shit. It's just music.

Your friend is out back.

My friend?

Said he was a friend of yours.

Guy in a suit.

You a funny boy, huh?

What?

Had to open your big mouth,

huh, funny boy?

I had to... What?

That's what I do for a living.

Who...? Who are you?

What you do.

What you do.

I'm sorry, what...? What did I...?

You sit there in the audience last night,

yelling your crap.

Oh, for christssake.

You yell stuff, man. It's a show.

It wasn't your show.

It's not the opera, jackass.

It's a f*cking basket hou... Unh!

We're leaving this f*cking

cesspool. You can have it.

What you do.

Hello?

No, no...

Shit.

Goddamn it.

Hello?

Hi.

Could you, um...?

Could I leave this cat with you?

- With me?

- Yeah, it's, um...

It's the Gorfeins' cat.

Just till one of them gets back?

With me?

It slipped out

and I don't have the key.

Could you just keep it

till they get back?

I have to run the elevator.

I mean, that's not a problem, is it?

It's the Gorfeins' cat.

I have to run the elevator.

Sociology.

- Professor Gorfein, please.

WOMAN".

He's in a lecture now.

- Could I take a message?

- Uh...

Yeah, could you...?

Could you just tell him:

"Don't worry, Llewyn has the cat"?

"Llewyn is the cat. "

No, Llewyn "has" the cat.

I'm Llewyn. I have his cat.

Oh, shit.

- Hey, Nunzio.

- Yeah. They ain't home, though.

Yeah, I know.

Can I use your fire escape?

Hi.

- How we doing?

- We're doing great.

Really?

The new record's doing well?

Uh, how "we" doing.

Not so hot, I gotta be honest.

- Ginny, where's Cincinnati?

What?

- Cincinnati, it's not in here.

It should be in there.

It's not in here, I'm telling you.

- Is it...?

Cincinnati?

Yeah.

- I got it.

What?

- I got it.

- You got Cincinnati?

Yeah, you want it?

- Could I have it?

Should I bring it in?

- Yeah.

- Do you owe me something?

You have to owe me something.

I wish.

People need time, you know.

Get to know you,

buy you as a solo act.

Even know you're a solo act.

- Cincinnati is not good.

- That's it, right?

Yeah, this is it, God help me.

Nobody knew us

when we were a duo.

It's not like me and Mike

were ever a big act.

It's not a big reeducation

for the public.

Mel?

Mel.

How you doing, kid?

Mel, there was no advance

on my solo record.

There's gotta be some royalty.

F*cking christssake, it's cold out.

I don't even have a winter coat.

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