분야
hwp The earth
Is in a blaze
The world
Is in a maze
The way
Of life today
Is strange and odd
What happened
Across the sea
May come
To you and me
Whoa. come
Let us go back
To God
Go back
- To God
- Oh. come on
Lets go back to God
- Let us go back
- Lets go back to God
- Come on
- Lets go back to God
- Let us go back
- Lets go back to God
- I know the way
- Lets go back to God
- Without my Lord
- Lets go back to God
- Its mighty hard
- Lets go back to God
- Whoa. yeah
- Lets go back to God
- That I know the path
- Lets go back to God
- Wander path. yeah
- Lets go back to God
- Left his mark
- Lets go back to God
- Of hallowed troughs
- Lets go back to God
- Come on. yes
- Lets go back to God
- Let us go back
- Lets go back to God
- Go back to God
- Come. let us go back
To God
Uh!
Oh...
Afternoon, Mrs. Munson.
Afternoon, Sheriff.
- You know the Funthes boy?
- Um...
Mackatee Funthes?
Oh, no, not him.
Weemack.
- Mackatees eldest.
- Oh, yeah...
- I dont believe I do.
- Well, hes a good boy and all,
but he done gone down to the Costco
in Pascagoula and got hisself a blaster.
- What?
- And he been playing that music.
- Well, if you want, you know, I could...
- Loud!
- Well, I could go talk to him if you...
- "Left My Wallet in El Segundo."
- He left his wallet?
- Hippity-hop music!
You know, they calls it hippity-hop music,
but it dont make me
want to go hippity-hop.
Hm.
And Othar dont like that music neither.
- Its been disturbin Othar then, has it?
- Well, how could it help but do?
"Left My Wallet in El Segundo"!
And, Sheriff, do you know what they call
colored folks in them songs?
Have you got any idea?
- No, maam, I dont think...
- Niggers!
I dont even want to say the word.
Now, I wont say it twice,
- I can tell you that. I say it one time...
- Yes, maam.
...in the course of swearin
down my complaint.
- Yesm.
- Niggers!
Mm-mm-mm!
years after Jesus!
years after Martin Luther King!
The age of Montel!
- Mm-mm-mm!
- Sweet lord of mercy,
- is that where we at?
- Mm-hm.
Weemack down to Pascagoula
and gettin hisself
a big ol thumpety stereo
so he can listen to that trash!
- Sheriff, you got to help that boy.
- You want me to help him?
Extend that helpin hand.
Show an interest.
- Well, were here to help.
- Well, God bless you for that.
You dont want to be tried
and found wantin.
- No, maam.
- No, many, many done
tunkalow parzen, Sheriff.
Many, many done tunkalow parzen.
Many what, maam?
You been tried and found wantin!
You dont want that writin on the wall.
Oh, no, maam.
Dont want that on the wall.
- Feast of Balthazar.
- Yeah, that sounds good.
The apostle John said, "Behold,
theres a stranger in our midst...
...come to destroy us."
- Yes, maam.
Come. let us go back...
...to God
go back
- Oh. come on
- Lets go back to God
- Let us go back
- Lets go back to God
- Come on
- Lets go back to God
- Let us go back
- Lets go back to God
- Come on. yes!
- Lets go back to God
- Let us go back
- Lets go back
- To God
- Go back to God
Do you need somethin to eat, angel?
Othar, I went and complained
about Weemack today.
Dont know if itll do any good.
That boy hangin by a thread.
Over the pit.
Fiery pit!
"Left My Wallet in El Segundo."
Ooh!
years of life.
years of marriage.
You mean to tell me you never once
suffered from piles?
Well, its the human condition.
Most humans, anyhow.
Like that ballplayer said,
"The worlds got two kind of folks."
"Them thats got the piles
and them thats goin get em."
But you always was healthy as a ox.
Passed on fore you could get the piles.
Mm-hm.
Ooh, thank the Lord you never was sick.
I just want to pass away
nice and peaceful.
Go to sleep one night, wake up
in the glory land! Whoo!
Pickles!
- Go fetch Pickles!
- Pickles?
Oh, hes up that tree again!
Youd better shimmy on up.
Well, I do apologize, madam, but...
wont the feline eventually tire
of his lonely perch
and, pining for his masters affection,
return on his own initiative?
Uh, the point being,
must we actually ascend the tree?
Look, I dont want no doubletalk.
Now, if you not gon fetch him,
I guess I gotta call the police.
- Police?
- And they not goin be happy.
Every time they have to fetch him,
they swear theyll never do it no more.
No need to call the authorities, madam.
I did this often as a child.
I was a positive lemur.
Here, kitty!
- Oh, dont upset him now!
- I wouldnt think of it, madam.
Harmless little Felix domesticus.
Here, Kitty.
Come to G.H.
Come, come.
Here, kitty. Here, kitty.
Come, come, come.
No, no, no.
Thats not how Sheriff Wyner do it.
Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Come, come, come.
Come to the professor.
Yes. Y...
Ah!
Uh... thank you, madam,
for your act of kindness.
- Well, you let him out.
- I certainly did,
and for that I apologize no end.
Allow me to present myself,
um, formally.
Goldthwait Higginson Dorr, Ph.D.
Like Elmer?
- I beg your pardon, maam?
- Fudd.
No, no, Ph.D. is a mark of
academic attainment
bestowed, in my case, in recognition of
my mastery of the antique languages
of Latin and Greek.
I also hold a n
