Boot Salesman: How those Larry's holdin' up?Llewelyn Moss: Uh, oh, good. Good! I need everything else.Boot Salesman: OK.Llewelyn Moss: Lotta people come in here without any clothes on?Boot Salesman: No sir, it's unusual.
Here last week they found this couple out in California. They rent out rooms for old people, kill'em, bury'em in the yard, cash their social security checks. Well, they'd tortur'em first, I don't know why. Maybe the television set was broke.
But I think once you quit hearing "sir" and "ma'am," the rest is soon to foller.
I always figured when I got older, God would sorta come inta my life somehow. And he didn't. I don't blame him. If I was him I would have the same opinion of me that he does.