The Green Mile

Paul Edgecomb: A big man is ripping your ears off Percy. I'd do as he says.

Paul Edgecomb: I just can't see God putting a gift like that in the hands of a man who would kill a child.

Paul Edgecomb: I've done some things in my life I'm not proud of, but this is the first time I've ever felt in real danger of hell.

Paul Edgecomb: I wanna hear about this new inmate, aside from how big he is!

Brutus "Brutal" Howell: Monstrous big!

Paul Edgecomb: John, do you know where we're taking you?

John Coffey: Help a lady?

Brutus "Brutal" Howell: That's right. But how do you know?

John Coffey: Don't know. To tell the truth, Boss, I don't know much o' anything.

Paul Edgecomb: John, do you know where we're taking you?

John Coffey: Help a lady?

Brutus "Brutal" Howell: That's right. But how do you know?

John Coffey: Don't know. To tell the truth, Boss, I don't know much'o anything.

Paul Edgecomb: Men under strain can snap; hurt themselves, 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 in a hospital.

Percy Wetmore: I think of it as a bucket of piss to drown rats in! That's all! Anybody doesn't like it can kiss my ass!

[pause]

Percy Wetmore: How's that sit?

[Brutal suddenly grabs Percy by the throat and pins him to the wall]

Percy Wetmore: Try it! You'll be on the bread lines before the week is out!

Paul Edgecomb: On the day of my judgment, when I stand before God, and He asks me why did I kill one of his true miracles, what am I gonna say? That it was my job? My job?

John Coffey: You tell God the Father it was a kindness you done. I know you hurtin' and worryin', I can feel it on you, but you oughta quit on it now. Because I want it over and done. I do. I'm tired, boss. Tired of bein' on the road, lonely as a sparrow in the rain. Tired of not ever having me a buddy to be with, or tell me where we's coming from or going to, or why. Mostly I'm tired of people being ugly to each other. I'm tired of all the pain I feel and hear in the world everyday. There's too much of it. It's like pieces of glass in my head all the time. Can you understand?

Paul Edgecomb: Yes, John. I think I can.

Paul Edgecomb: [about Coffey's upcoming execution] Now how about a preacher? Someone to say a little prayer with?

John Coffey: Don't want no preacher. You can say a prayer if you like.

Paul Edgecomb: Me? I suppose I could if it came to that.

Paul Edgecomb: [about toot-toot] Is his head properly shaved?

Dean Stanton: Nope, it's all dandruffy and smells.

Paul Edgecomb: I'll take that as a yes.