Luke: Don’t hit me anymore...Oh God, I pray to God you don’t hit me anymore. I’ll do anything you say, but I can’t take anymore.
Boss Paul: You got your mind right, Luke?
Luke: Yeah. I got it right. I got it right, boss. [He grips the ankles of the guard]
Boss Paul: Suppose you’s back-slide on us?
Luke: Oh no I won’t. I won’t, boss.
Boss Paul: Suppose you’s to back-sass?
Luke: No I won’t. I won’t. I got my mind right.
Boss Paul: You try to run again, we gonna kill ya.
Luke: I won’t, I won’t, boss.
Dragline: “Don’t hit me, Boss. Don’t hit me. I’ll do whatever you say. Only don’t hit me.” You’re an original, that’s what you are. Them mullet-heads didn’t even know you was foolin’.
Luke: Foolin’ ‘em, huh? You can’t fool ‘em about somethin’ like that. They broke me. But they didn’t get my mind right. Not with no stick, no, sir.
Dragline: Aw. All that time, you was plannin’ on runnin’ again.
Luke: I never planned anything in my life.
#Shakin' it here, boss
Bagster
Some minds just can’t be made right. I think they are dealing with one of those.