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