THE GRAPES OF WRATH

Tom: Takes no nerve to do something, ain't nothin' else you can do. Tom: Sure don't look none too prosperous. Grandpa Joad: It's my dirt! Eh-heh! No good, but it's - it's mine, all mine. Tom Joad: Seems like the government's got more interest in a dead man than a live one. Casey: I wouldn't pray just for a old man that's dead, 'cause he's all right. If I was to pray, I'd pray for folks that's alive and don't know which way to turn. Ma Joad: There, gramma! There's California. Gramma: Phbbtt! Gasoline Attendant: You and me got sense. Them Okies got no sense and no feeling. They ain't human. Human being wouldn't live the way they do. Human being couldn't stand to be so miserable. Tom Joad: If there was a law, they was workin' with maybe we could take it, but it ain't the law. They're workin' away our spirits, tryin' to make us cringe and crawl, takin' away our decency. Casey: Tom, you gotta learn like I'm learnin'. I don't know it right yet myself. That's why I can't ever be a preacher again. Preachers gotta know. I don't know. I gotta ask. Tom Joad: That Casey. He might have been a preacher but he seen things clear. He was like a lantern. He helped me to see things clear. Tom Joad: I been thinking about us, too, about our people living like pigs and good rich land layin' fallow. Or maybe one guy with a million acres and a hundred thousand farmers starvin'. And I been wonderin' if all our folks got together and yelled - Ma Joad: Tommy, they'd drag you out and cut you down just like they done to Casey. Tom: They'd drag me anyways. Sooner or later they'll get me one way or another. Till then - Ma: Tommy, you're not aimin' to kill nobody. Tom: No, Ma, not that. That ain't it. Just, as long as I'm an outlaw anyways, maybe I can do something, just find out somethin', just scrounge around and maybe find out what it is that's wrong and see if they ain't somethin' that can be done about it. I ain't thought it out that clear, Ma. I can't. I don't know enough. Ma: How am I gonna know about ya, Tommy? They could kill ya and I'd never know. They could hurt ya. How am I gonna know? Tom: Maybe it's like Casey says. A fellow ain't got a soul of his own, just little piece of a big soul, the one big soul that belongs to everybody, then - Ma: Then what, Tom? Tom: Then it don't matter. I'll be all around in the dark. I'll be everywhere, wherever you can look. Wherever there's a fight so hungry people can eat, I'll be there. Wherever there's a cop beatin' up a guy, I'll be there. I'll be in the way guys yell when they're mad. I'll be in the way kids laugh when they're hungry and they know supper's ready and where people are eatin' the stuff they raise and livin' in the houses they build. I'll be there, too. Ma: I don't understand it, Tom. Tom: Me, neither, Ma, but - just somethin' I been thinkin' about. Casy: Maybe there ain't no sin and there ain't no virtue, they's just what people does. Some things folks do is nice and some ain't so nice, and that's all any man's got a right to say. ~ Home ~ Movies ~ Songs ~ Anonymous ~ Women ~ ~ Friendship ~ Life and Success ~ Poems ~ Shakespeare ~ Star Trek ~