Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Now...
What do you say if somebody stops by?
BRUTAL: Paul. Dean.
...how's that pretty gal of yours?
I'll be fine. Just let me be.
No! No! No!
What happens on the Mile stays on the Mile. Always has.
Got Billy the Kid tattooed on his left arm.
Hey.
That's the way it is every day.
John Coffey, you've been condemned to die in the chair by a jury of your peers.
You saw what he did!
When your friend about to do something stupid
Johann Gambolputty
He kill em with they love
"I thank God for that."
Dog Tired
Right out there.
Don't put me in the dark.
There are no exceptions.
- Shoot him! - Hit him, Percy! Goddamn it! Hit him.
It feels great.
- What? - To see Dr. Bishop. I'm going.
Make them go away!
After this, there's no turning back.
I'm smelling gumbo! I'm smelling...
Throwing hints at my son like
You gotta hate the new boy? That the way it is around here?
I'm sorry, Paul. You're right.
- Have a seat. - Thank you.
I know.
And putting on my cap.
Here. This for Del and Mr. Jingles.
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACH]
BRUTAL: Dirty bastard grabbed him through the bars.
If I'm not here, you can ask for Mr. Terwilliger...
You a bad man.
But I didn't concern myself with that.
Me....When he aggressively takes his belt off
I want it to be over and done with.
Angels, just like up in heaven.
Smelling me some cornbread
Maybe some of that fine corn bread your missus make...
And my curse is knowing that I'll be there to see it.
Aah!
...how much longer do I have?
...you know, a miracle? - Yes.
You fellas thirsty?
Thank you, Wild Bill.
Three grown men...
I saw in his heart when he grabbed my arm.
Just for now, if Del don't mind.
May I be let out of this coat now?
[COUGHING]
And so was I.
Work record can follow a man around for a long, long time.
The Popester
One, two, three.
Roll on two!
...electricity shall be passed through your body until you are dead...
It's my atonement, you see.
I know you're hurting and worrying.
Look what the big man done.
Okay, Brutal.
Thank you, ma'am.
Omy
Let's move briskly. There's not much time.
Take my hand Boss
Wild Bill's making noise like he's waking up.
- See what he does. - All right.
God have mercy on your soul.
You know him. He wouldn't believe anything if it fell on him.
Don't know.
...had a grown son in 1935.
Hey! What about me? Dont you hold out on me!
That Moon Pie thing was pretty original. Gotta give him that.
He’s fryin now!
I heard the goddamn thing crunch.
Let me out of here! Let me out of here!
I'm getting to my knees. I'm praying, praying.
Because I get a little scared in the dark sometime...
Don't let nothing happen to Mr. Jingle.
- Boo! - Aah!
...ought not to have to sit in no nigger electric chair. No, sir.
...before someone told you to put it up? - Percy fucked up, Hal.
[DEL MOANING]
This was a mistake.
I thank God for that.
Some Danish this morning?
...a part of the power that worked through him...
...boss.
Come on, Wild Bill. Little walky-walky.
My things?
...he's a circus mouse.
You've mentioned it.
You can sit.
I have no doubt.
My bags are packed! I'm ready to go!
But we don't know her like you and Jan do.
Relax Relax prcey only a bad dream
Usually, death row is called The Last Mile.
I tried to take it back, but it was too late.
...you'll get bit.
thanks boss
...so that I could see for myself what Wild Bill had done.
May God have mercy on your soul
- Melinda Moores? - Yeah. So, Paul...
Take my hands boss, take my hands
yes beryl boxershortserette? what do you want? i want to do some bonkering in bunker bay.
What is Mouseville?
Sounds to me like a pretty good job.
...the Green Mile seems so long.
You know what? We ought to find a cigar box...
Where are we going? Let's go!
Does it, Paul?
You mind what I'm saying! We headed west!
Oh, God.
I want Brutal's spot for the next execution.
...we'd have to take him down.
DEAD MAN WALKING!!
Paul...
Paul, we're not gonna have some Cherokee medicine man in here...
Keep your Goddamn hands off
Mmm.
The mouse is fine.
Roll on two.
...bare-breasted in the firelight.
I'M TIRED, BOSS
You're a good man, Boss Howell.
What Jim says when his wife walks by with the Fireball
Is that so?
Always has.
What?
I've got the Mile till you all come back.
You...
It's yours, John. As you please.
All that hurt just spill out.
Melinda's not so well, Paul.
He's run away unders the door
Don't want no preacher.
- Is that right, Paul? Tallahassee? - Yeah. Tallahassee.
Stepping forward, stepping forward, stepping forward.
Hurt themselves and hurt others. That's why our job is...
Well, I might just stick around for good.
- That's a goddamn mouse. - Yeah.
Let's not discuss this as if we're thinking of doing it.
[INHALES]
Yes, sir, boss.
...you okay?
TOOT-TOOT: Walking the Mile, walking the Mile...
You.