The Defiant Ones Page #3

any more today. They need a rest.

- We got an hour of daylight left!

- Never mind. Our men need a rest, too.

- OK?

- OK, Solly.

It was that last waltz that did it.

You're givin' those cons

a pretty good head start.

They have to rest, too, you know.

You don't look so good yourself.

(croaking)

Now!

Got him!

(insects chirping)

(owls hooting)

Listen to 'em.

What are they?

Night birds mostly.

Bugs.

I wish they'd shut up.

Thanks.

- I keep listenin' for the dogs.

- It's too soon.

How fast do you think they can go?

Ain't no road. They gotta

come on foot, same as us.

- Animals in there?

- Some.

- What kind?

- All kinds.

- Like what?

- Like gators and...

Wild pig. Black bear.

- How come they don't make any noise?

- They animals.

They either bein' hunted or... huntin'.

Either way they don't make no noise.

I go with that.

Listen.

Must be a million of 'em. Not one of 'em

understands what the other one is sayin'.

They just bugs.

Bugs or people.

Nobody understands anybody.

Them animals, they're smarter.

You keep quiet and you hunt for yourself.

I go with that.

(distressed squeal)

(owl hoots)

What was that?

Weasel.

Hoot owl musta got him.

I thought you said they

didn't make any noise.

Only when they're dyin', Joker.

That's a great way to live.

You keep quiet all your life,

and the only time you open

your mouth is when you're dyin'.

Thanks.

Why don't you cut it out?

Hmm?

You keep saying "thanks".

I hate that word "thanks".

Don't mean nothin'.

You try makin' a livin'

with that word... you find out.

I used to park cars in Natchez.

A big fancy hotel. A fella'd give me

his car and I'd say "Thank you, sir."

I was doin' him a favour,

but I had to say "Thank you, sir."

- The louder I said it, the bigger the tip.

- That figures.

You gotta be Charlie Potatoes,

the man with the money.

Then you don't have to

bow down to nobody.

That's the way I'm gonna live.

Even when they didn't give me a tip

I still had to say thank you.

That word got like it was stickin'

needles in me every time I said it.

That can happen with a word.

You know what I mean, boy?

Yeah. And I got a needle stickin' in me

right now. Joker, don't call me "boy".

You're just too sensitive, man.

- I'm too nothin'.

- That's right. You're too nothin' is right.

But I got a little advice for you, man,

because I like you, man.

You gotta take things as they are.

You can't keep fighting 'em.

I see you got a lot to learn, boy.

Like you livin' in that fancy hotel?

Yeah. Like me livin' in that fancy hotel.

- You think they'll let me in that hotel?

- Sure they'll let you in that hotel.

Through the back door,

if you got a pail and a mop.

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