"Is you is, or is you ain't mah cunstichensy?"note "constituency", if you didn't get it.
Everett, Pete, and Delmar catch up to a train, with Everett hopping into an open door and coming across a few people.
Everett: Say, any of you boys smithies?
(Delmar jumps into the train)
Everett: Or, if not smithies per se, were you otherwise trained in the metallurgic arts before straitened circumstances...
(Pete tries to catch up with the two, but he screams as he trips and falls)
Everett: ...forced you into a life of aimless wandering?
(Everett falls on his front and gets dragged backward out of the door, along with Delmar)
The look on his face as he's dragged out.
As Pappy's return bid for governor begins to go downhill thanks to Stokes:
Crony #1: Wellll, it's a well-run campaign. Midget, and broom, an' whatnot. Crony #2: Devil his due. Crony #1: HELL of an organization. Junior O'Daniel: Say... I got an ide'. Crony #2: What's that, Junior? Junior: We could hire us a little fella even smaller'n Stokes's! Pappy:(Incensed, slapping Junior with his hat) You slump-shouldered sack a' guts! We'd look like a buncha Johnny-come-latelies, braggin' on our own midget — no MATTER how stumpy!
"Looks like George is right back on top again!"
"The Color Guard is colored! [beat] Who made them the Color Guard?!"
It's the way he says the second half of the line, as if there were some sort of administrative error or a mix-up in the paperwork somewhere along the line.
"That ain't your daddy, your daddy got hit by a train!"
"Blewie!" "Nothin' left." "Just a grease spot on the L&N!"
"That don't make no sense!"
"It's a fool that looks for logic in the chambers of the human heart."
Pappy's subordinates' conversation about Homer Stokes:
"He's gonna paddle our little behind." "Ain't gonna paddle it - gonna kick it. Real hard." "No, I believe he's gonna paddle it." "I don't believe that's a proper description." "Well, that's how I'd characterize it." "I believe it's more of a kickin' sitchiation."