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What are you doing there, fella?

I just cut these.

You better come along with us.

Taking it off here, Boss.

Yeah, take it off, Dragline.

- Wiping it off here, Boss?
- All right, Koko, wipe it off.

Drinking it up here, Boss.

All right, drink it up, Gambler.

You eyeballing there, Society?

Checking my yo-yo, Boss.

Drag, new-meat bus.

Bunch. Must be half
a dozen new-meat.

No more than five,
for a cold drink.

All right, you men
get lined up there.

Dogboy, shut them dogs up.

They just smell
new-meat, s'all, Boss.

What did they bring us today?

Gibson, 507 manslaughter.

Good for a two spot.

It was an accident. I've never
been in trouble before.

You call the Captain, "Captain."

Edgar Potter, 302 and
resisting arrest.

One year.

I was trying to keep
in out of the rain.

Get the wax out of your ears. You
call the Captain, "Captain."

And you call the rest
of us "Boss," you hear?

This man is going to make us
proud of him, Mr. Hunnicutt.

Raymond Pratt.

Yes, Captain.

Breaking, entering, and assault.

Five spot.

And a seaman.

Expect that should come in real
handy around here, Captain.

Maybe.

Lucas Jackson.

Here, Captain.

Maliciously destroying municipal

property while under
the influence.

What was that?

Cutting the heads off
parking metres, Captain.

We ain't never had
one of them before.

Where do you think
that's going to get you?

I guess you could say I
wasn't thinking, Captain.

It says here that you did
real good in the war.

A Silver Star, Bronze Star,
couple of Purple Hearts...

Sergeant. Then came out
the same way you went in.

Buck Private.

Like I was just passing
time, Captain.

Well, you got yourself some
time now... two years.

Well, hell, that ain't much.

We got a couple of men
here doing 20 spots.

We got one that's got all of it.

We got all kinds, and you're
going to fit in real good.

Of course, in case you get
rabbit in your blood...

and you decide to
take off for home,

you get a bonus of some time...

and a set of leg
chains to keep you

slowed down just a little bit.

For your own good,
you'll learn the rules.

It's all up to you.

Now I can be a good guy or I can
be one real mean son of a bitch.

It's all up to you.

All right, let's move it.

One at a time. Move it.

Them clothes got laundry
numbers on them.

You remember your
number and always

wear the ones that
has your number.

Any man forgets his number
spends a night in the box.

These here spoons
you keep with you.

Any man loses his spoon
spends a night in the box.

There's no playing grab-ass
or fighting in the building.

You got a grudge
against another man,

you fight him Saturday afternoon.

Any man playing
grab-ass or fighting in

the building spends
a night in the box.

First bell's at five
minutes of eight

when you will get in your bunk.

Last bell is at eight.

Any man not in his bunk at eight
spends the night in the box.

There is no smoking in the
prone position in bed.

To smoke you must have both legs
over the side of your bunk.

Any man caught smoking
prone in bed...

spends a night in the box.

You get two sheets.

Every Saturday, you put the
clean sheet on the top...

the top sheet on the bottom...

the bottom sheet you turn
in to the laundry boy.

Any man turns in the wrong sheet
spends a night in the box.

No one'll sit in the bunks
with dirty pants on.

Any man with dirty
pants on sitting on

the bunks spends a
night in the box.

Any man don't bring
back his empty pop

bottle spends a night in the box.

Any man loud talking
spends a night in the box.

You got questions, you come to me.

I'm Carr, the floor walker. I'm
responsible for order in here.

Any man don't keep order
spends a night in...

the box.

I hope you ain't going
to be a hard case.

Ain't but four. What did I tell
you? You owe me a cold drink.

I owe you. I owe you.

Hey, any of you guys
from Connecticut?

Forget it.

Wash them up.

Wash them up.

Well, what are you still doing
here? Get at them beans.

Next time you stay
out of my place.

You try that again and I'll
bounce you off the floor.

Well, man, I didn't know
it was your special seat.

You don't take another
man's seat, man.

It wasn't his fault.
Nobody said anything...

You better mind you manners, boy.

You're acting like
a hillbilly tramp.

"Tramp." There you go, Beauty.

Hey, yeah, man, you got
your bull-gang name now.

Yeah, well, it ain't no worse
than some I been called.

When I was in the Navy...

All you new-meats...

you're going to have to shape
up fast and hard for this gang.

We got rules here.

In order to learn them...

you gotta do more work with
your ears than your mouth.

Somebody say something?

No, I didn't say nothing, Boss.

What have we got there?

Got a Lucas Jackson.

You don't have a name here
until Dragline gives you one.

Maybe we ought to call it No-Ears.

You don't listen
much, do you, boy?

I ain't heard that much
worth listening to.

A lot of guys laying down a
lot of rules and regulations.

New-meat looks like a
poker player, Drag.

Yeah, that wouldn't
surprise me none.

I know you've got five
dollars pocket money.

That would buy you a whole
fistful of cards. You in or out?

Out.

First bell.

How'd you get that scar?

What scar?

Last bell.

Last bell.

Fifty, Boss.

Right, Carr. Fifty.

Getting up here, Carr.

Get out of my eyeballing
seat, you new-meat dummy.

I'm a salesman. I used to drive
these roads all the time.

Drag, it's going to be
one hot mother today.

Yeah, I reckon the Bear's going
to be walking the road today.

Then I'm lucky I got me a broom.

I work on top, real
cush job. I would

hate to be down in
that ditch today.

We work in a ditch?

What's the matter with you?

All your big-time driving around,

you never seen a
chain gang before?

I ain't used to
hard work, neither.

I always tried to avoid it.

I ain't exactly crazy
about it, myself.

Well, man, it's going to be
one tough day to learn on.

Why don't you give one of
these new-meat a break...

and let him use your broom today?

Oh, hell, Society, I ain't
going down in that ditch.

Well, I sure would
appreciate it. I

ain't in too good a
shape right now.

Hey, Koko, you really
going to sell your job?

Well, Drag, I may have to.

Maybe that Lucas War Hero
would give you your price.

I'll give you 50 cents.

Fifty cents for a sweet job like

that? That's worth
at least a buck.

I'll make it a dollar.

Dollar's a deal.

Where'd you get that
about war hero?

A little birdie told me.

Tearing the heads
off... what was it?

Gumball machines?

What kind of thing is
that for a grown man?

You know how it is. Small town.
Not much to do in the evening.

Mostly was just
settling an old score.

Boss, I made this arrangement
with this man to take his broom.

You don't understand,
I made this deal.

Get moving.

But I made this arrangement.

Get to work.

Better take it easy. You
won't last two hours.

Taking it off here, Boss?

Yeah, Dragline, take it off there.

- Taking it off here, Boss?
- Take it off.

Drinking it up here, Boss?

Man bear-clawed here, Boss.

All right, men.

Let's eat them beans.

Cold drink he don't make it.

He won't.

Hey, Babalugats, got a bet here.

- Boss, drinking it up here.
- Right.

Who's that?

That's Godfrey.

The Walking Boss.

Don't he ever talk?

Think he just said something.

You owe that fella a cold drink.

All right.

You, Gibson, step out.

Boss Paul says you wasn't
happy with your job.

Says you was complaining.

Well, we going to give you a
chance to think about it.

All right.

Let's go.

Get them clothes off.

First bell.

Plumb busted out.
Looks like the hard

road finally got to
Mr. Lucas War Hero.

I'll be back at it in the
morning. Just need a little nap.

Man, I never thought they'd put
him in the box on his first day.

It was only supposed to be a joke.

There ain't no brooms.

Well, can't expect to learn
everything the first day.

They've taught him a
very valuable lesson.

You guys sure give him all
night to think about it.

We can't help it if
he's square. Huh, Drag?

Of course not. He ain't in the box
because of a joke played on him.

He back-sassed a free man.

They got their rules and we ain't
got nothing to do with that.

Probably happen to him sooner or
later anyway, complainer like him.

He's gotta learn the rules,
same as anybody else.

Yeah, them poor old bosses need
all the help they can get.

Trying to say something?

Last bell.

Last bell.

One of these days I'm gonna have
to flap me up some dust with it.

Forty-nine and one
in the box, Boss.

Right, Carr, 49 and
one in the box.

Putting them on here, Boss.

You see that, you see that?

I got eyes, don't I?

How am I not going to see
someone that looks like that?

Man, oh, man, look at
that. Look at that.

- Wiping it off here, Boss.
- Wipe it off.

- Taking them off here, Boss?
- All right.

Damn thing's blocking the scenery.

Oh man, I'm dying. I'm dying.

Nice broad.

Great set.

Lucille, baby.

Oh man, I'm dying. I'm dying.

She ain't got nothing, but... one
safety pin holding that thing on.

Come on, safety pin, pop.

C'mon baby, pop.

Hey, Lord...

whatever I done, don't strike me

blind for another
couple of minutes.

My Lucille.

Your Lucille, boy. Where
did you get that?

That's Lucille, you mother-head.

Anything so innocent,
and built like that...

just gotta be named Lucille.

Rub it, baby. Clean that car.

Rub... rub...

She don't know what she's doing.

Oh boy, she knows exactly
what she's doing.

She's driving us crazy, and
loving every minute of it.

Shut your mouth about my Lucille.

Shut up, Babalugats.

You leave him alone? He's happy.

Because he's a damn moron.

Oh, man, that little Lucille.

She was really a big lot
of little gal, wasn't she?

Did you see how she was just about

popping out of the
top of that dress?

Come on, Drag, cut it out.

And down below...

man, that thing didn't
reach no higher than...

She's liable to catch a cold
running around like that.

It was stretched so tight
across her bottom...

I do believe I saw one of
those seams bust loose.

And the opening got wider...

and wider... and wider.

Forget it, man.

What do you mean, forget it?

Stop beating it into the ground.
You ain't doing nobody no good.

Okay, new-meat. You
get some sleep.

And save your strength, because
you're going to need it.

Tomorrow.

Why don't you just
stay down, Luke?

He's just going to knock
you down again, buddy.

It's not your fault.
He's just too big.

Let him hit you in the nose
and get some blood flowing.

Maybe the bosses'll stop
it before he kills you.

I don't want to frighten him.

Stay down, Luke.

Stay down, Luke.
He's gonna kill you.

Stay down.

Somebody ought to stop this thing.

Stay down.

You're beat.

You're going to have to kill me.

All right, pass right. Here we go.

King gets a three,
queen deuce, seven

pair of savannah's right here.

Deuce gets a four. No hell.
Three gets a big ace.

I call.

Kick a buck.

A dollar?

One time.

All right, I'll call.

Hell, if I catch, I'm gonna
burn you out. I call.

King, three, he got a four.
Queen, deuce gets a five.

Pair of seven gets a John.

And the big ace gets...
slop in the face.

Okay, you still do the talking.

Cuter again.

I call.

Kick a buck.

- What you got?
- Pair of sevens.

I can see that, mother-head.
What have you got in the hole?

He ain't got nothing
showing. Raze his head off.

He's been betting...

All right, why don't you call him.

You've got to see it, Gambler.

I can't. I can't catch
a damn thing...

I'm snake-bit. I fold.

King, four, three. You got a nine.
You got a nine. Nothing visible.

Pair of sevens and
a jack gets a six.

Savannahs, you still
a better, man.

Kick a buck.

Kick him back a buck.

I'll see your buck
and back a buck.

Kick a buck.

Damn.

Don't look at me, mother-head.

What're you going to do, play like
a coconut? You got to call him.

I know he's got a
pair of kings. You

don't have to stuff
'em up my nose.

Well, you still got
to call him, anyway.

The man's got kings.
Get your tail out.

You wanna see him? Right there.

Nothing. Handful of nothing.

You stupid mullet-head,
he beat you with nothing.

Just like today when he kept
coming back at me. With nothing.

Sometimes nothing can
be a real cool hand.

Move over.

I'm going to sit in
here next to my boy.

Cool Hand Luke.

Hey, Loudmouth.

Come on, get up there. Your
mama's waiting for you.

She never leaves me alone.

Be glad you got somebody, kid.

Luke, visitor for you.

- Coming out here, Boss.
- Come out, Luke.

How did you find me?

That Helen...

she sent your things
along with a note...

and then John here, he
wrote to the police.

Going around here, Boss?

Well, Arletta, I've
got to stay here.

I always hoped to see
you well-fixed...

have me a crop of grandkids
to fuss around with.

I'd like to oblige
you, Arletta, but...

right off, I just don't know
where to put my hands on 'em.

You know, sometimes...

I wish people was like dogs, Luke.

Comes a time, a day like when...

the bitch just don't recognise
the pups no more, so...

she don't have no hopes,
nor love to give her pain.

She just don't give a damn.

They letting you smoke here?

Smoking it up here, Boss?

You done your best, Arletta.

What I've done with
myself is my own problem.

Oh, no, it ain't, Luke.
You ain't alone.

Everywhere you go, I'm with you.

And John, too.

You never thought maybe
that's a heavy load?

Why, we always thought you were
strong enough to carry it.

Was we wrong?

I don't know.

Well, things are just
never the way...

they seem, Arletta, you know that.

A man's gotta go his own way.

Guess, I've just got to...

got to love you and let go.

I guess.

I ain't asking what you're going
to do when you get out because...

I'll be dead and it don't matter.

You never did want
to live forever.

I mean, it wasn't such
a hell of a life.

I had me... some high old times.

Your old man, Luke...

he wasn't much good for
sticking around...

but, dammit, he made me laugh.

I would have liked to have known
him, the way you talk about him.

He'd have broke you up.

What went wrong?

Nothing. Everything's
cool as can be.

Arletta, I tried.

I mean to...

live always free and above
board like you, but...

I don't know, I just can't
seem to find any elbow room.

You always had good jobs.

And that girl in Kentucky.

Oh... I'd taken a shine to her.

She sure took off with
that convertible fella.

Well, why not?

Idea of marrying got you
all, all bollixed up.

Trying to be respectable.

You was boring the
hell out of all of us.

I'm leaving the place to John.

That's good. He earned it.

Ain't nothing to do with it.

I just never gave John...

the kind of, you know,
feeling that I gave you.

So, I'm going to pay him back now.

Don't feel you have
to say anything.

The way it is, you see...

sometimes you just have a
feeling for a child...

or else you don't.

With John, I just didn't.

I gotta go, Arletta.

Laugh it up, kid.
You, you'll make out.

Uncle Luke, why can't
you have chains?

John-Boy, let me
tell you something.

You know them chains ain't medals.
You got them for making mistakes.

And you make a bad enough mistake,

then you've got to
deal with the Man.

And he is one rough old boy.

So long, Arletta. Take care.

You know it, kid.

Now there ain't nothing
to come back for.

? Just a closer walk with Thee ?

? Grant it, Jesus, is my plea ?

? Daily walking close to Thee ?

? Let it be, dear Lord ?

? Let it be ?

? Through the days of
toil that's near ?

? If I fall, dear
Lord, who cares ?

? Who but Thee ?

? My burden shares? ?

? None but Thee ?

? Dear Lord, none but Thee ?

This gang's been doing so good...

the Captain decided to give
you something special.

You've got yourselves a whole
road of tarring to do.

And I want to see you roll it.

Pick up your shovels.

Get with it. Move.

We're sure going to be
walking the road today.

What's the deal?

Man, you think you
been working hard?

This mother's going
to break your back.

Let's move. Let's
see those shovels.

Going to twist my arm off if it
don't kill me first. Right, Boss?

Hey, buddy, slow down.

That's a long road.

Well, the man wants speed,
let's just give it to him.

Cram it in and break
it out. Yeah. Go hard.

What are we racing for?

Wants speed, let's give it to him.

Use that shovel like
it was your spoon.

The man, boy, get the man.

Moving it up here, Boss.

Now you tell me, Rabbit,
what's going on here?

I don't know, Boss. Think
they're all bear-clawed.

They don't know whether to
smile, spit or swallow.

Well, they've never seen
a bull gang before.

Where'd the road go?

That's it. That's the end of it.

Man, there's still daylight.

About two hours left.

What do we do now?

Nothing.

Oh, Luke, you wild,
beautiful thing.

You crazy handful of nothing.

"As Carol pressed
her lips to him...

"his right hand started a slow
descent down her silken body.

"Desire and fear,
temptation and terror...

"yearning and horror warred
within her beautiful young body."

Have to close those
things, or we'd drown,

but it's suffocating in here.

Talk about drowning.

When I was in the navy...

I was on submarine duty once,
and when you get down there...

Will you tell your story
walking? It's too hot.

Did you see my skinny
little boy chow tonight?

He's matching you plate for plate.

I wasn't feeling good. I think
I got an ulcer or something.

He had a bigger spoon. Make you
look like yours had a hole in it.

Come on, Clarence.

What do you mean, Clarence?
You call me a liar?

No, not a liar.

You just have a common, likeable
tendency toward exaggeration.

That there's the champion
hog-gutter of this camp.

Well, I've seen him eat
ten chocolate bars...

and seven cold drinks
in 15 minutes.

He can eat busted bottles and
rusty nails, any damn thing.

If you be so kind
to let me cut off

your Yankee head,
he'll even eat that.

I can eat 50 eggs.

Nobody can eat 50 eggs.

You just said he
could eat anything.

You ever eat 50 eggs?

Nobody ever eat 50 eggs.

Hey, Babalugats.
We got a bet here.

My boy says he can eat 50
eggs, he can eat 50 eggs.

Yeah, but in how long?

In an hour.

Well, I believe I'll
take part in that wager.

Two dollars. Right here.

Come on now, let's
talk some money.

All right, $20. Anything.

The syndicate will cover
any bet you want to make.

Koko, get some paper.

Drag, 50 eggs got to
weigh a good six pounds.

Man's gut can't hold that. They'll
swell up and bust him open.

All right, get your money up. Now,

Gambler, Dynamite,
come on, get it up.

Koko-head's going to take all the

money. Come on,
Loudmouth, get it up.

Wait just a minute, now.
How's he gonna eat them?

Boiled for 15 minutes. Eat
the whole thing in an hour.

One rule. No throwing up.

He throws up, you
forfeit everything.

Now when was the last time you
ever saw my boy throw up?

Now shut your mouth and
give your money to Koko.

Why did you have to say 50 for?

Why couldn't you say 35 or 39.

It seemed a nice round number.

That's money you're talking about.
What's the matter with you?

Yeah, well, it'll
be something to do.

- Ten.
- Ten, right.

What did I do?

I stole and I told lies.

But I loved my
neighbour. And his wife.

He'll never make it.

What we've got to do is stretch
that little old belly of yours.

Get all this stuff out of the
way. Them eggs's coming down.

We've got to get
it all in fighting

shape, like a barrage balloon.

Ready...

and go.

Hey, Boss, man needs a brown
bomber and a dose of salts.

You can't do that.

- I want my money back.
- No money back.

Twenty of those pills still
won't make any difference.

What are you worried
about? He can't do it.

What's he doing?

All right, stand back,
you pedestrians.

This ain't no automobile accident.

That's all 50?

Move over, losers. I
got money riding here.

All right, I've got
it figured out.

If he eats an egg a
minute, he's got

ten minutes left to swallow them.

Hey, I just got five bucks
from a rodeo outfit.

- Hey, you're peeling his eggs.
- That's right, mister.

He peels his eggs himself.
That's understood.

Now you may be just
great at hanging

paper around the big city...

and passing bad checks...

but us country boys ain't
entirely brainless.

When it comes to the law,
nothing is understood.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

Who made what law about
peeling the eggs?

I'm his trainer. I'm the
syndicate covering all bets.

And I'm his official
egg-peeler. That's the law.

Just wait till the hour
starts, that's all.

I was banking on the
fact he had to peel 'em.

What's going on?

You ready, Champ?

Ready?

Go.

Two...

three...

Man, he's going to lose a
finger eating eggs like that.

Twenty-four...

twenty-five...

Slow down a little.

Twenty-six...

Forget it, he's wasting time.

Thirty-two.

Just have 18 more to go...

What's wrong?

- I think he's gonna throw up.
- Oh, no.

- That's it. He's finished.
- C'mon Luke.

Eighteen to go.

He's finished.

Just like a ripe watermelon
that's about to bust itself open.

Your boy's done for, Drag. I'm
putting in my last tenner.

It don't look good, Drag.

Man's gut can't hold
more than that.

- He's all right, he's all right.
- He's going to make it.

I give you a dollar
he don't eat all

50 eggs, I get two dollars back.

Fixer, you're a sweet old boy.

Better take that dollar and buy

yourself a new spark
plug or something.

But as long as you
done took a stand...

why don't you put some money where

your mouth is and
not no measly buck.

Well, all I got is 3.75, Drag.

That's a bet, Koko.

All right, now the rest of you, I

want to hear from
some big-money men.

Where's all the high rollers?

I believe you've got
it all, Dragline.

Every cent in the camp is riding.

- What's the time?
- Come on, baby.

Twenty-four minutes to go.

Just let that little old
belly sag and enjoy itself.

Forty-one.

Stay loose, buddy. Just nine more
between you and everlasting glory.

- Is he eating them, Alibi?
- He's chewing. Look at that.

They're pigeon eggs, that's
all. Fish eggs, practically.

How much more time, Carr?

Six minutes to go, Stevie.

Chew, chew, chew.

You're helping him chew now.

Oh, no.

Forty-two.

Tiny, tiny egg.

Two minutes to time.

Forty-four.

All right, now, get mad
at them damned eggs.

Eat it there, boy.

Chew on it.

Gnaw on it.

Thirty seconds.

You got the last one.

Stuff it down in there. Get it in.

That's the last one in there
now, baby. Chew. Chew.

Ten... nine... eight...

seven... six... five...

four... three... two...

one... zero.

Hold it. He didn't
swallow the last.

You think so? Just
take a look here.

Open that mouth.

Nobody can eat 50 eggs.

Snake in the grass here, Boss.

Get it.

Get it.

Hey, Boss.

Forgot your walking stick?

Man, you sure can shoot.

You gone too far when you mess
with the Man With No Eyes.

You'll be out of here
in a little bit.

Why don't you take
it a little easy?

All right, everybody
in the trucks.

Boy, look at Him go. Bam. Bam.

Just knock it off, Luke. You
can't talk about Him that way.

You still believe in that
big bearded Boss up there?

You think He's watching us?

Get in here.

Ain't you scared?

Ain't you scared of dying?

Dying? Boy, He can have this
little life anytime He wants to.

You hear that? You hear it?

Come on. You're welcome
to it, Old Timer.

Let me know You're
up there. Come on.

Love me, hate me, kill me,
anything. Just let me know it.

Just standing in the rain...

talking to myself.

Blind Dick is paying back
three and borrowing five.

Next.

You borrowing or paying back?

Borrowing.

Well, Mr. Cool Hand here is the
soft heart in our loan department.

I just need five, Luke.

I knew you could really
eat all them eggs.

Yeah, well, I didn't.

That's my darling Luke.
He grins like a baby...

but he bites like a 'gator.

I believe I still owe you thirty.

I don't suppose you'd
care to take a check?

For you.

His mother's dead.

? I don't care if it
rains or freezes ?

? As long as I got
my plastic Jesus ?

? Sitting on the
dashboard of my car ?

? Comes in colours
pink and pleasant ?

? Glows in the dark
because it's iridescent ?

? Take it with you ?

? When you travel far ?

? Get yourself a sweet Madonna ?

? Dressed in rhinestone
sitting on ?

? A pedestal of abalone shell ?

? Going 90, I ain't scary ?

? Because I got the Virgin Mary ?

? Assuring me that I
won't go to hell ?

? Get yourself a sweet Madonna ?

? Dressed in rhinestone
sitting on ?

? Pedestal of abalone shell ?

? Going 90, I ain't scary ?

? Because I got the Virgin Mary ?

? Assuring me that I
won't go to hell ?

Luke, fall out.

When a man's mother dies and...

he gets to thinking about her
funeral and paying respects...

before he knows it,
his mind ain't right.

He's got rabbit in his
blood and he runs.

We're keeping you off
the road for a while.

I'm going to say a prayer
for your ma, Luke.

Sorry, Luke, I'm
just doing my job.

You've got to appreciate that.

Calling it your job don't
make it right, Boss.

Ma's in the ground now,
God rest her soul.

You best forget about it, Luke.

Got a day and a half lay-in.
Tomorrow's a holiday.

- Happy Fourth of July.
- Same to you.

Break it up. Come on,
you've had your fun.

First bell. Move it, Stevie.

What have you got, another
one of them dirty books?

Do yourself a favour. Read this
part that Koko underlined for me.

"She moved her head another
inch while he reached up...

"and put his left
hand on Carol's...

"as Carol pressed her..."

Oh, I can't stand it.

You're just coming to the
interesting part now.

- I can't hear you.
- "Her trembling body..."

Last bell. Last bell.

Move it.

What's that noise outside?

Man on the fence, Boss.

Wait a minute, damn it.

Come back here. Dammit.

Come back here.

Forty-eight, Boss. One in the
box and one in the bush.

Forty-eight. One in the
box and one in the bush.

Oh, listen to Blue sing.

He's on to him, he
says. He's got him.

Hell, that dog's running
around in circles.

No, he's on to him.

Captain says for us to wait
till the patrol gets here.

Shoulda waited for
me to get him out.

Loose like that he
can run him crazy.

Didn't even have
enough sense to run

from the road like everybody else.

Oh, I'm beat. This
ain't my job nohow.

Your dogs are crazy.

He's smarter than a dog. Let's go.

He made it.

Look, Captain.

Look what he done to Blue.

He's dead.

He run himself plumb to death.

Get in line facing the Captain.

You're going to get
used to wearing

them chains after a while, Luke...

but you never stop listening
to them clinking.

Because they're going to remind
you of what I've been saying...

for your own good.

Wish you'd stop being
so good to me, Captain.

Don't you ever talk
that way to me.

Never.

Never.

What we've got here is...

failure to communicate.

Some men you just can't reach.

So you get what we had here last

week. Which is the
way he wants it.

Well, he gets it.

I don't like it any
more than you men.

Well, lookie here.

I knew they'd get you.

Them chains and a bonus
of a couple of years...

Your running days are
over forever, boy.

Hell, I'd like to see
you try to run again.

You know, you getting so you smell
so bad I can track you myself.

Yeah, well, that ought to be easy
for a genuine son of a bitch.

What happened. How
far did you get?

Shut up and let him eat.

About a mile and a half.

This supermarket parking lot.

Found a car with keys
in the ignition.

Hit this red light and this
police car slides up alongside.

Then what did you do?

Waited for that light to change.

This cop kept looking
over, wondering

what somebody looks like me...

dressed in state issue, was doing
driving a shiny new buggy.

So what did you do?

He leaned over and said, "Hey."

Top flight police work,
that's all there is to it.

Fella's probably a
lieutenant by now.

Now, we're just gonna
lay low and build time.

Before you know it, the
heat's going to be off you.

Everything will be right back
where it was. Right, sweet buddy?

I hear tell you don't
believe in no God, Luke.

I was wondering how come a nice,
clean-cut young fellow like you...

gets put on the hard road.

Now I reckon I knows.

I've been on the road
gang almost 22 years.

In all that time, I ain't
never killed a white man...

but I ain't afraid to because...

Excuse me, Boss, don't mean to
interrupt. Caught short here.

So did I. It's okay.

You just go on out there
behind them trees.

Man's gotta have his
privacy sometime.

You just keep shaking that
bush so we know you're there.

Just keep shaking that bush.

Shaking it up here, Boss.

Still shaking it, Boss.

I'm shaking it, Boss.

He's gone. Get the dogs.

What you got them on for?

How do you take your pants off?

Best way is to get rid
of them leg irons...

but you ain't strong enough.

Strong enough for what?

Hell, you couldn't heft an axe.

Can, too.

- I bet you can't.
- Can, too.

- I bet you can't.
- Can, too.

- I bet you can't.
- Can.

Well, then, go get it, man.

What's your name, boy?

Aren't you going to take those
stripes off your pants?

You know it, kid.

You want to see
something real funny?

Yeah?

Well, you go on in there
and you get me...

chilli powder and
pepper and the like.

You better let me
handle that, son.

Here they are.

Thank you, son.

What's the matter with him?

He'll be all right.

Now listen. You're going to
have some fun. You hear that?

Well, you remember how them dogs
do when they come through here...

so you can tell me about
it someday, okay?

My wife hasn't written
me for a month.

She's probably sick of you.

Magazine for you.

Hey, Koko, who's
sending me magazines?

Don't know. It's from Atlanta.

My uncle.

Ain't heard from
him in eight years

and now he's sending me magazines.

He must have gone crazy.

Look at that.

- That's Luke?
- Look at that, two of 'em.

What's the writing say?

What's that, that writing say?

"Dear Boys: Playing it cool."

They must be six feet tall.

Look at that.

My baby. We're in here
digging and dying...

he's out there living and flying.

Koko, will you stop that?

Why don't you try making me?

Hey, Drag? Let me see the picture.

What for?

Come on, Drag, let
us see the picture.

No, you're just a kid.
What you know about it?

You don't want to see
that dirty picture.

Luke and those broads
and all that booze.

Come on, let me take a look.

It would go to your coconut head.
You're liable to get ideas...

and pass right out.

Now, what you figure it's worth?
A peek at that there picture?

A quick look now. I'm not talking
about no memorising job.

Cold drink.

A coke? One cold drink...

to feast your starving, fishy,
little eyes on the picture?

A true vision of
paradise itself...

with two of the angels right there
frisking around with my boy?

Okay, it's a deal.

One cold drink, in advance.

One chilly bottle right
in my hot little hand.

That goes for the rest of
you mother-heads, too.

Let me see.

Did you pay?

Come on in there, Wicker Man.

You run one time, you got
yourself a set o' chains.

You run twice, you get
yourself two sets.

You ain't going to
need no third set...

because you're going to
get your mind right.

And I mean "right."

Take a good look at Luke.

Cool Hand Luke.

Easy, easy. Let him breathe.

Oh my poor baby. They
done you real good.

I don't know if you're going
to have the girls chasing you.

I'll get some aspirin.

He should have a doctor.

Ain't you gonna learn?

They ain't gonna let no
doctor see what they done.

Get your razor. We'll clean up
some them cuts on his head.

How you feeling, buddy?
How you feeling?

Somebody ought to give him
something cold to drink.

- That's my baby.
- Now he's going to be all right.

Hey, Luke, look we got the
picture you sent us. Look here.

You really can pick 'em, Luke.

Come on... tell us.
What were they like?

Can't you wait until
he stops bleeding?

Why don't ya go back
to your knitting?

Oh, knock it off, you guys.

Picture's a phoney.
Cost me a week's pay.

What do you mean, a phoney?

What you talking about, man?

We saw them two women right
here in the picture.

Did you have them both at
once? I mean, together?

Picture's a phoney. I had
it made up for you guys.

What do you mean? We saw it all.

You was having a big time, man.

You had it made.

Nothing. Made
nothing, had nothing.

Couple of towns, couple of bosses.

I laughed out loud
once, he turned me in.

But I got it here.

Oh, come on. Stop beating it.

Get out there yourself.

Stop feeding off me.
Get outta here.

Can't breathe. Give me some air.

Well, he ain't himself,
can't you see that?

He's all beat up. He don't
know what he's saying.

All right, come on, break it up.

Now, straighten out that bench.

You were eyeballing.

Can't get your mind on them
weeds if you're eyeballing.

You don't need reasons
to kick me, Boss.

First bell. Move it.

He'll never make it.

What are you talking about?

That old box will
collapse and fall

apart before old
Luke calls it quits.

Your Luke's got more
guts than brains.

Well, I don't see no
sign of guts in you.

No. No chains, either.

Big deal paperhanger,
passing two bit checks.

You haven't had much luck playing
follow-the-leader, have you?

You want to spend the
night in the box, too?

Well, here's our champion hog-gut.
Hasn't eaten for four days.

You're going to need a little
extra. Got plenty for you.

Now you know the rules.

Got to clean your plate or go
back to the box. Right, Boss?

That's enough, Dogboy.

Oh, man used to free-world
food has got a big appetite.

We're going to stretch
that hog-belly right out?

Well, you made the week, boy.

Now you got a day and a half
to rest up for old Monday.

That ditch is Boss Kean's ditch.

I told him that dirt
in it is your dirt.

What's your dirt
doing in his ditch?

I don't know, Boss.

You better get in there
and get it out, boy.

? We work in the morning
hear the ding-dong ring ?

? Go march to the table,
see the same damn thing ?

? Well, it's on the table, a
knife, a fork and a pan ?

? Say anything about it you
get in trouble with the man ?

? That Midnight Special.
Shine a light on me ?

? Let the Midnight Special shine
your ever-loving light on me ?

? If you ever go to Houston,
boy, you better walk right ?

? And you better not stagger,
and you better not fight ?

? Because the sheriff
will arrest you ?

Luke, what you think you're doing?

Just getting my dirt out of
Boss Kean's ditch, Boss.

I'm damned if you're going
to put your dirt in my yard.

You hear me?

Now let's get it out of here.

I told you to get your dirt out
of Boss Kean's ditch, didn't I?

Yeah, Boss.

Then how come it ain't out?

I don't know, Boss.

You don't know.

? Ain't no grave going
to keep my body down ?

? Ain't no grave going
to hold my body down ?

? Keep your mind on me above ?

? Keep your heart full of love ?

? Ain't no grave gonna
hold my body down ?

What's all this
dirt doing in here?

I don't know...

? When I was a little bitty baby ?

? My mamma used to
rock me in my cradle ?

? In them old cotton
fields back home ?

Don't, Boss.

Get to work.

Don't, Boss. Don't hit me anymore.

For God's sake, don't
hit me anymore.

What was that you said? What
was that name you used, Luke?

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Oh, God, I pray to God you
don't hit me anymore.

I'll do anything you say,
but I can't take anymore.

- You got your mind right, Luke?
- Yeah...

mind right.

Oh, I got it right, Boss.

Suppose you was to
backslide on us?

Oh, no, I won't, Boss.

Suppose you was to back-sass?

Oh, no, I won't. I won't.
I got my mind right.

You try to run again,
we're going to kill you.

I won't, I won't, Boss.

Go get cleaned up and get yourself
some sleep. Expect you need it.

Come on, son.

Come on up outta there.

I got my mind right.

Where are you?

Where are you now?

- All right. Smoke it up.
- Yes, sir.

Luke, water 'em down.

Yes, Boss.

Luke. Fetch the rifle.

You got him, Boss. You got him.

Go fetch it, Luke.

There he is, Boss. Deader
than hell, but won't let go.

You cut that up for
our lunch, Luke.

Yes, Boss Paul.

He took the keys off
Dogboy's truck.

He got the keys here, too.

"I'm shaking it here,
Boss. I'm shaking it."

That's my baby, Luke.

"Don't hit me, Boss.
Only don't hit me.

"I'll do whatever you say."

You are an original,
that's what you are.

Those mullet-heads didn't
even know you were fooling.

Fooling them? You can't fool
them about something like that.

They broke me.

But they didn't get my mind right.
Not with no sticks. No, sir.

All that time you were
planning on running again.

Never planned anything in my life.

That's just a little old farm
road. Clean as a whistle.

I worked it a couple times.
We're home free. Come on.

We ain't going nowhere.

Now, what are you
talking about, Luke?

We're going by my house and
we're going to have a big meal.

Then I'm going to
show you a couple of

farm girls that really
know what fun...

And then we're going to
get Koko out of there.

And then the terrible trio
is gonna be complete again.

Man, this old free
world ain't going

to know which ear to stand on.

Yeah, well, you and Koko
can handle it without me.

What's you mean, Luke?

I done enough world-shaking
for a while.

You do the rest of it for me.
Send me a postcard about it.

- But Luke...
- Take it easy, Drag.

Where are you going?

Just on my own.

But what am I going
to do all by myself?

Man, if I hadn't lost my head. I
only had a couple of years to do.

But when I saw you tearing
down the road in that truck...

Well, you're right, Luke.

We ought to split up.

And then, and then it will
be safer for the both of us.

Just the same, you're
a good old boy, Luke.

You take care.

Anybody here?

Hey, Old Man. You home tonight?

Can You spare a minute. It's
about time we had a little talk.

I know I'm a pretty evil fellow...

killed people in the
war and got drunk...

and chewed up municipal
property and the like.

I know I got no call
to ask for much...

but even so, You've
got to admit You

ain't dealt me no
cards in a long time.

It's beginning to
look like You got

things fixed so I
can't never win out.

Inside, outside, all of them...

rules and regulations and bosses.

You made me like I am.

Now just where am I
supposed to fit in?

Old Man, I gotta tell You.

I started out pretty
strong and fast.

But it's beginning to get to me.

When does it end?

What do You got in mind for me?

What do I do now?

On my knees, asking.

Yeah, that's what I thought.

I guess I'm pretty
tough to deal with?

A hard case.

Guess I gotta find my own way.

Is that Your answer, Old Man?

I guess You're a hard case, too.

Luke, you all right?

They got us, boy. They're out
there, thicker than flies.

Bosses, dogs, sheriffs...

more guns than I've ever seen in
my life. You ain't got a chance.

They caught up with me
right after we split up.

And they were aiming to
kill you. But I fixed that.

I got them to promise if
you give up peaceful...

they ain't even going
to whip you this time.

They even going to give
us our same bunks back?

Sure, why not?

We only been gone a couple of
hours. They're reasonable men.

You've got to listen to me.

All you've got to do is give up...

nice and quiet.

Just play it cool.

Yeah, like I always do?

Yeah, just play it...

"What we got here is a
failure to communicate."

Go get him.

You hang on in there,
Luke. You hang on.

There's going to be some
world-shaking, Luke.

We're going to send
you a postcard.

You follow me and I'll radio the
emergency clinic to open up.

I'm taking him to the
prison hospital.

But that's an hour away.
He isn't going to make it.

Get out of the way. He's ours.

They took him right
down that road.

- What'd he look like, Drag?
- Yeah, Drag.

Did he have his eyes
open or closed?

- He was smiling.
- Smiling?

That's right. You know...

that... Luke smile of his?

He had it on his face
right to the very end.

Hell, if they didn't
know it 'fore...

they could tell right
then that they

weren't ever going to beat him.

That old Luke smile.

Oh, Luke. He was some boy.

Cool Hand Luke, hell.

He's a natural born world-shaker.