The Defiant Ones Page #4

And you through the front door,

just long enough to collect your tip!

What's eatin' you?

Just because I called you a ni...

Yeah.

Well, that's what you are, ain't it?

It's like callin' a spade a spade.

I'm a hunky. I don't try to argue out of it.

You can call me a bohunk. I don't mind.

You ever hear tell of a bohunk

in a woodpile, Joker?

You ever hear tell of

"catch a bohunk by the toe"?

- Depends on how you mean it.

- How'd you mean it?

Don't crowd me!

I didn't make up no names!

No, you breathe it in when you're born,

and you spit it out from then on.

That name sure bugs you, don't it?

Well, that's the way it is, and you're stuck

with it, cos I didn't make any rules.

- No, but you sure live by 'em.

- Everybody lives by 'em.

- Even them swamp animals.

- Even that weasel.

You callin' me a weasel?

No, I'm callin' you a white man.

(hooting)

What's the matter?

Nothin'.

Come on, let's get outta here.

(distant voice) Gee up! Haaahh!

- Do you think he saw us?

- I don't know.

- What is this? Where are we?

- I think it's some kind of clay pit.

Come on, let's get outta here.

Why don't you... Let go of the chain!

You tellin' me what to do?!

Come on, let's try it again!

Let me try it...

Let me try it on your shoulders.

- Give me a little slack!

- I can't!

Don't let go now! Hold on!

Hold on!

I got it! I got it!

Don't slip! Hold on!

- What are you doin'?

- Lookin' at this hand.

- What for?

- Looks infected.

What you gonna do about it?

- It needs fixin'.

- Don't do me any favours.

I ain't doin' you no favours, Joker.

That feels nice and cool.

It's a poultice.

What do you want me to say?

Want me to say thanks?

All right. Thanks. Thanks.

Thanks. Thanks!

That word sure bugs you, don't it?

Well, I been sayin' it all my life.

When I was a kid, I didn't have no shoes.

In church I'd sit with the rest of the kids

and I'd say "Thank you, Lord! Thank you!"

Well, they didn't have

no shoes either, Joker.

All God's children got shoes.

Come on.

(dogs barking)

Muller speakin'. Kill the roadblocks.

They've headed north.

No, no chance of them circlin' back.

They're already across the McHenry.

The trail is still pretty fresh.

We should have 'em in a day or two.

Max, I've got somethin' I want

to say to you. It's important.

Get down.

Call my wife, will you?

Tell her everything's OK.

Listen, Max. This is important.

I'm not lettin' my dogs

cross that water out there.

Fine.

I'm lettin' nobody make me ruin my dogs.

I hope you treat your grandmother

the way you treat those dogs.

- Oh, that's funny.

- Wasn't meant to be.

Well, I think more of these here dogs

than I do of any two old stinkin' convicts.

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