M. Emmet Walsh credited as playing...
Mack
- Mack: Doc, I got something important to talk to you about.
- Doc: How much do you need Mack?
- Mack: Two bucks.
- Doc: [handing over some money] There. Take it out of that.
- Mack: Just like that? What about my story?
- Doc: What story?
- Mack: Well, I had this story about why I needed two bucks, but you didn't give me a chance to do it.
- Doc: You don't need a story Mack.
- Mack: Well the hell I don't. I mean, you know I worked all night on the damn thing. Now Hazel cried when I tried it on him. You see, I got this aunt is Salinas. She lost both husbands in the flood...
- Doc: I didn't know you had an aunt is Salinas, Mack.
- Mack: [angrily] I don't have an aunt in Salinas, for Chrissakes. That's the goddamned story.
- Mack: Hazel! Hazel! I just came from the hospital. Doc's got a broke arm. You know somethin' about it, don't ya?
- Hazel: You gonna be mad at me, Mack?
- Mack: Naw, Hazel. I promise.
- Hazel: I didn't have no choice, Mack. Suzy said she wouldn't go see him unless he got sick or had a broke arm. I tried, but I couldn't figure out how to get him sick. There was no other way! You sure you ain't mad, Mack?
- Mack: Hell, no! 'course, we don't know how she'll all work out, but it's a step in the right direction.
- Hazel: Mack, I can't do it. Fauna's gotta get somebody else for President of the United States. I tried, I practiced - but I just ain't got the poop! I'll mess up the whole country!
- Mack: Hazel, ya sweet little bastard! We'll get ya off, don't you worry! You done noble stuff. Wasn't nobody with the guts, but you. You just sit there and take it easy. You got the ball to the one-yard-line. Ol' Mack's gonna carry it in, for ya!
- Fauna: The stars say that you are gonna be - oh... that you are gonna be President of the United States!
- Mack: I don't believe it.
- Hazel: I don't wanna be no President!
- Fauna: You got no choice; the stars have spoke. You'll just have to go to Washington.
- Hazel: But I don't want to! I don't know nobody there!
- Fauna: I'm sorry, Hazel.
- Hazel: Ain't there any way I can tell 'em I won't do it?
- Fauna: No.
- Hazel: [sobbing] A thing like this could ruin my whole life!