The Green Mile Quotes

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  • John Coffey:
    I'm sorry for what I am.
    ‐ Submitted by James D (53 days ago)

  • Warden Hal Moores:
    What in the blue fuck was that? There's puke all over the floor. God, that smell. That smell won't come out for another 5 years that what I'm betting. And that asshole, Wharton is singing about it.
    Paul Edgecomb:
    Did he carry a tune, Hal?
    Warden Hal Moores:
    Ok, boys. But, what the hell happened?
    Paul Edgecomb:
    An execution sir. A successful one.
    Warden Hal Moores:
    How in the name of Christ can you call that a success?
    Paul Edgecomb:
    Eduard Delacroix is dead. Isn't he?
    Warden Hal Moores:
    Something to say, Percy?
    Percy Wetmore:
    I didn't know the sponge was supposed to wet.
    Warden Hal Moores:
    How many years Percy have you been pissing on the toilet seat before someone told you to put it up?
    ‐ Submitted by Christopher S (9 months ago)

  • John Coffey:
    I'm tired, boss. Tired of being on the road, lonely as a sparrow in the rain. I'm tired of never having a buddy to be with, to tell me where we's going to, coming from 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 every day. There's too much of it. It's like pieces of glass in my head, all the time. Can you understand?"
    ‐ Submitted by Lilly P (18 months ago)

  • John Coffey:
    People hurt the ones they love. That's how it is all around the world.
    ‐ Submitted by Adam O (21 months ago)

  • 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.
    ‐ Submitted by Adam O (21 months ago)

  • Paul Edgecomb:
    I just can't see God putting a gift like that in the hands of a man who would kill a child.
    ‐ Submitted by Adam O (21 months ago)

  • John Coffey:
    I helped Del's mouse become a circus mouse. Gonna live in a mouse city. Down in...
    ‐ Submitted by Adam O (21 months ago)

  • Paul Edgecomb:
    John... I have to ask you something very important now.
    John Coffey:
    I know what you gonna say. You don't have to say it.
    Paul Edgecomb:
    No, I do. I do. I have to say it. John... tell me what you want me to do. You want me to take you out of here? Just let you run away? See how far you could get?
    John Coffey:
    Why would you do such a foolish thing?
    Paul Edgecomb:
    On the day of my judgement... when I stand before God... and he asks me why did I... did I kill one of his true... miracles... what am I going to say? That it was my job? It's my job.
    John Coffey:
    You tell God the Father it was a kindness you done. I know you're hurting and worrying. I can feel it on you. But you ought to quit on it now. I want it to be over and done with. I do. I'm tired, boss. Tired of being on the road, lonely as a sparrow in the rain. I'm tired of never having me a buddy to be with... to tell me where we's going to, coming from, 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... every day. 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.
    ‐ Submitted by Michael M (22 months ago)

  • John Coffey:
    I tried to take it back, but it was too late.
    ‐ Submitted by Gina T (22 months ago)

  • Toot Toot:
    I want a fried chicken dinner with gravy on the taters, I want to shit in your hat, and I got to have Mae West sit on my face, because I am one horny motherfucker.
    ‐ Submitted by Gina T (22 months ago)

  • William "Wild Bill" Wharton:
    I'd rather fuck your asshole than your sister's pussy, I think.
    ‐ Submitted by Gina T (22 months ago)

  • John Coffey:
    I dreamed he got down to that place Boss Howell talked about, that Mouseville place. I dreamed there was kids, and how they laughed at his tricks! My! I dreamed those two little blonde-headed girls were there. They 'us laughing, too. I put my arms around 'em and sat 'em on my knees, and there 'us no blood comin' outta their hair and they 'us fine. We all watch Mr. Jingles roll that spool, and how we did laugh. Fit to bust, we was.
    ‐ Submitted by King N (22 months ago)

  • Paul Edgecomb:
    I think Mr. Jingles happened by accident. I think when we electrocuted Del, and it all went so badly... well, John can feel that you know... and I think a part of... whatever magic was inside of him just lept through my tiny friend here. As for me, John had to give me a part of himself; a gift the way he saw it, so that I could see for myself what Wild Billy had done. When John did that; when he took my hand, a part of the power that worked through him spilled into me.
    Elaine Connely:
    He... what? He infected you with life?
    William "Wild Bill" Wharton:
    That's as good a word as any. He infected us both, didn't he, Mr. Jingles? With life. I'm a hundred and eight years old, Elaine. I was forty-four the year that John Coffey walked the Green Mile. You mustn't blame John. He couldn't help what happened to him... he was just a force of nature. Oh I've lived to see some amazing things Elly. Another century come to past, but I've... I've had to see my friends and loved ones die off through the years... Hal and Melinda... Brutus Howell... my wife... my boy. And you Elaine... you'll die too, and my curse is knowing that I'll be there to see it. It's my attonement you see; it's my punishment, for letting John Coffey ride the lightning; for killing a miracle of God. You'll be gone like all the others. I'll have to stay. Oh, I'll die eventually, that I'm sure. I have no illusions of immortality, but I will wished for death... long before death finds me. In truth, I wish for it already.
    ‐ Submitted by King N (22 months ago)

  • Paul Edgecomb:
    What do you want me to do John? You want me to let you run out of here, see how far you can get?
    John Coffey:
    Why would you do such a foolish thing?
    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?
    ‐ Submitted by King N (22 months ago)

  • William "Wild Bill" Wharton:
    I just wanted some cornbread, you motherfuckers!
    ‐ Submitted by Howard M (23 months ago)

  • John Coffey:
    Yes-um boss...
    ‐ Submitted by Jesse K (24 months ago)

  • John Coffey:
    My name is John Coffey, like the drink, except not spelled the same.
    ‐ Submitted by Baran K (2 years ago)

  • John Coffey:
    He killed them with their love, that's how it is everyday, all over the world.
    ‐ Submitted by Andres A (2 years ago)

  • William "Wild Bill" Wharton:
    A prisoner with a belt?
    ‐ Submitted by Tim B (2 years ago)

  • Paul Edgecomb:
    On the day of my judgement, when I stand before God, and he asks me why, did I ... did I kill one of his true miracles, what am I going to say? That it was my job?
    ‐ Submitted by Shayne F (2 years ago)

  • Paul Edgecomb (elderly):
    And I think about all of us walking our own green mile... ...each in our own time.
    ‐ Submitted by Ahmed I (2 years ago)

  • Paul Edgecomb (elderly):
    We each owe a Death. There are no exceptions, but oh god, sometimes, the green mile seems so long.
    ‐ Submitted by Ahmed I (2 years ago)

  • Paul Edgecomb:
    I've lived a lot of years, Ellie, but 1935 takes the prize.
    ‐ Submitted by John B (2 years ago)

  • Paul Edgecomb:
    John - do you know where we're taking you tonight?
    John Coffey:
    He'p a lady?
    Brutus "Brutal" Howell:
    That's right! But how do you know?
    John Coffey:
    Don't know. Tell the truth, boss, I don't know much o' anything, never have.
    ‐ Submitted by Colin G (2 years ago)

  • Paul Edgecomb:
    Your name is John Coffey
    John Coffey:
    Yes sir boss. Like the drink, only not spelled the same.
    Paul Edgecomb:
    Oh, you can spell can you?
    John Coffey:
    Just my name boss. J-O...
    ‐ Submitted by Nikki-Lee P (2 years ago)

  • 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.
    ‐ Submitted by Ceara R (2 years ago)

  • John Coffey:
    I couldn't help it, boss. I tried to take it back, but it was too late.
    ‐ Submitted by Kaeomakana T (3 years ago)

  • Toot Toot:
    No!
    ‐ Submitted by Facebook U (3 years ago)

  • Paul Edgecomb (elderly):
    We each owe a death, there are no exceptions, but oh God, sometimes the Green Mile seems so long.
    ‐ Submitted by Robert R (3 years ago)

  • John Coffey:
    He killed them with their love. That's the way it is, all over the world, every day.
    ‐ Submitted by Adya R (3 years ago)

  • John Coffey:
    I'm tired, boss. Tired of being on the road, lonely as a sparrow in the rain. I'm tired of never having a buddy to be with, to tell me where we's going to, coming from 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 every day. There's too much of it. It's like pieces of glass in my head, all the time... Can you understand?"
    ‐ Submitted by Adya R (3 years ago)