:19:01
Even square with the Lord,
Mississippi's hard-nosed.
:19:04
You shoulda joined us, Everett.
It couldn'a hurt none.
:19:07
Hell, it woulda washed away
the stink of that pomade.
:19:11
Joining you fools in superstition?
Thank you, anyway.
:19:14
And I like the smell of my hair,
the pleasin' odour's half the point.
:19:19
Baptism!
:19:21
You two are
dumber than a bag of hammers.
:19:24
You're my cross to bear.
:19:26
Pull over, Everett. Let's give
that coloured boy a lift.
:19:36
You folks going past Tishomingo?
:19:38
Sure, hop in.
:19:47
How you doin', son? Name's Everett.
:19:50
These two soggy sons of bitches
are Pete and Delmar.
:19:53
Keep your fingers away from Pete's
mouth, he ain't eaten for 13 years,
:19:57
'cept prison food and greasy horse.
:19:59
Thanks for the lift, sir.
My name's Tommy. Tommy Johnson.
:20:03
How you doin', Tommy?
:20:05
Say, I haven't seen a house
out here for miles.
:20:08
Why are you
out in the middle of nowhere?
:20:10
I had to be at that crossroads
last midnight.
:20:13
Sell my soul to the devil.
:20:15
Ain't it a small world,
spiritually speakin'?
:20:18
Pete and Delmar just been saved.
I'm the only one still unaffiliated.
:20:22
(Delmar) It's no laughin' matter.
:20:24
What'd the devil give you for it?
:20:26
Well, he taught me to play
this here guitar real good.
:20:29
Oh, son, for that you traded
your everlasting soul?
:20:33
Well, I wasn't usin' it.
:20:35
I've always wondered,
what's the devil look like?
:20:39
Well, there are all manner
of lesser imps and demons,
:20:42
but Satan hisself is red and scaly
with a bifurcated tail,
:20:46
- and he carries a hayfork.
- (Tommy) Oh, no. No, sir.
:20:49
He's white.
As white as you folks.
:20:53
With empty eyes
and a big, hollow voice.
:20:55
He travelled around
with a mean old hound, that's right.
:20:59
He told you to go to Tishomingo?