John Coffey: Boss? I gots to speak with you now, Boss.
Paul Edgecomb: This is not a good time, John Coffey. Not a good time at all.

Brutus "Brutal" Howell: Oh, my God. The tail. Look at the tail.
Dean Stanton: What... what did you do?
John Coffey: I helped it.

He kill them wi' their love. Wi' their love fo' each other. That's how it is, every day, all over the world.

William 'Wild Bill' Wharton: Where y'all think you're goin'?
John Coffey: You a bad man.
William 'Wild Bill' Wharton: That's right, nigger. Bad as you'd want.

[singing in the electric chair] Heaven, I'm in heaven... heaven... heaven...

Paul Edgecomb: Now how about a preacher? Someone to say a little prayer with?
John Coffey: Don't want no preacher. You can say a prayer if you like.
Paul Edgecomb: Me? I suppose I could if it came to that.

John Coffey: That's a smart mouse, Del, he's like a circus mouse.
Eduard Delacroix: Correct, that's just what he is too. He's a circus mouse. When I get outta here, he's gonna make me rich.

John Coffey: There's lotsa people here that hate me, lots. I can feel it. It's like bees stingin' me.
Brutus "Brutal" Howell: Well feel how we feel then. We don't hate you. Can you feel that?

People hurt the ones they love. That's how it is all around the world.

Paul Edgecomb: My wife made it to thank you.
John Coffey: For what, boss?
Paul Edgecomb: [points to his groin] You know.
John Coffey: Oh, was she pleased?
Paul Edgecomb: Yeah. Several times.

John Coffey: You know, I fell asleep this afternoon and had me a dream. I dreamed about Del's mouse.
Paul Edgecomb: Did you, John?
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.

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.

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