Old Man: "Interesting"?
A bunch of inbred trailer trash? Brutal: Arlen Bitterbuck, you have been condemned to die in the electric chair by a jury of your peers, sentence imposed by a judge in good standing in this state. Do you have anything to say before sentence is carried out? Toot-Toot: Yeah.
Paul: [After John enters his cell for the first time] Percy, they're moving house in the infirmary. Why don't you go see if they could use some help? Paul: I don't care where you go, Percy, just as long as it's not here at this very moment. Paul: Goddamn it, Percy, get the hell off my block! John Coffey: I helped it. Didn't I help it? I just took it back, is all. Awful tired now, boss Little walky-walky. Wild Bill: Don't you call me that!
Walking THE GREEN MILE, Two Decades Later
Wild Bill Hickok wasn't no range rider! He was just some bushwhackin' John Law! Dumb sumbitch sat with his back to the door, got killed by a drunk! Brutus "Brutal" Howell': [sarcastically] Oh, my suds and body - a history lesson. You just never what you'll gonna get when you come to work every day on the Green Mile. Thank you, Wild Bill. John Coffey: I helped Del's mouse. He a circus mouse. Gonna live in a mouse city, down in John Coffey: Boss, Percy bad He step on Del's mouse.
I took it back, though. Harry Terwilliger: You also scared the living crap out of me and Bill. Not to mention the inmates.
Percy: So what? They aren't in cradle-school, in case you didn't notice. Brutus: We don't scare 'em any more than we have to, Percy. They're under enough strain as it is. Paul: Men under strain can snap. Hurt themselves and hurt others. That's why our job is talking, not yelling. You'll do better to think of this place like an intensive care ward of a hospital. Percy: I think of it as a bucket of piss to drown rats in, that's all. You can kiss my ass. Yeah, you try it.
Go on, try it. You'll be on the bread lines before the week is out. Paul: [steps close] We all know who your connections are, Percy. You ever threaten a man on this block again, we all gonna have a go. Job be damned. Paul: [disgusted] Get all this shit back in the restraining room; you are cluttering up my Mile. Brutus: [grinning] I always keep a spare mouse in my wallet for occasions such as this. Jesus Christ, there's puke all over the floor up there! And the smell - I got Van Hay to open both doors, but that smell won't go out for five damn years, that's what I'm bettin'!
And that asshole Wharton is singing about it! You can hear him up there! Paul: [calmly] Can he carry a tune, Hal? Hal: [angrily disgusted] How many years you spend pissing on a toilet seat before someone told you to put it up? Paul: Don't you think it should be? He's puttin' in a transfer request to Briar Ridge tomorrow, movin' on to bigger and better things. Isn't that right, Percy? Paul: He did the same thing to me. He put his hands on me Jan Edgecombe: 'S true.
When he came home that day, he was Dean: Aw, wait.
You're talkin' about a A praise-Jesus miracle? Harry Terwilliger: Now, w-what if he escapes?
I'd hate to lose my job or go to prison Paul: I don't think that's gonna happen. In fact I don't think he did it at all. I do not see God putting a Bill Dodge: [to the bystanders] I think this boy's cheese slid off his cracker. Paul: John, tell me what you want me to do. You want me to take you out of here?
Just let you run away, see how far you could get? John Coffey: You tell God the Father it was a kindness you done.checkout.midtrans.com/map76.php
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Paul Edgecomb: What happens on the Mile, stays on the Mile. Always has. Paul Edgecomb: Goddamn it, Percy, get the hell off my block! John Coffey: John Coffey, just like the drink, only not spelled the same. John Coffey: You be still, now John Coffey: Why, they's angels. Angels, just like up in heaven.
Percy Wetmore: Dead man walking, we got a dead man walking here. Old Woman: It's interesting.
The Green Mile () directed by Frank Darabont • Reviews, film + cast • Letterboxd
Paul: Your name is John Coffey? John Coffey: Yessir, boss. Like the drink, only not spelled the same. Paul: Oh, you can spell, can you? John Coffey: Just my name, boss.