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Clips from Deliverance

Short Films 1972 8 min 861 clips

Credits

Why are you so anxious about this?
I know that's all you care about.
I'm gonna take you there.
I've never been lost in my life.
People?
...spent in that back seat.
...we got a live one here.
Look, come here a minute. See that car there?
No shit.
Fill that one up with gas, okay?
You don't know nothin'.
You understand?
Talk about genetic deficiencies.
Who? Bobby?
There's no risk.
God almighty!
Listen, Lewis, let's go back to town and...
Lewis!
Sure.
- Lewis, you guys all right? - All set.
Brando, come on out!
Lewis, for God's sake!
We know about where it is.
Here we go.
Well, we fucked up.
You better let them show us.
You're missin' the whole point, Ed.
Where are you goin', city boy?
We'll find it.
We'll find it.
You're gonna like it.
This is the one.
- Watch yourself. - I'm watchin'.
Thank you.
- Come on. - I'm comin' on.
I got myself a plump partner here.
Which way are we goin'?
Is this some fast water we're comin' up to?
I'm with you, Ed.
Now you got it, boy. Very good.
Look, Ed.
This is gonna be fun!
Maybe we can learn something. Back water now.
Oh, yeah.
Go right.
We did it!
All right, now left.
Hey, this doesn't seem right.
All right, I got it straight.
Hold it up there. Slow it down.
I'm with you, Ed!
Go, go, go...
There's a rock!
- Okay, now. - I got it.
You know that one place there...
You know what I was just thinking?
In a canoe.
Yeah, we beat it, didn't we?
Machines are gonna fail.
That's the game: Survive.
You make that sound...
Why do you go on these trips with me, Ed?
Lewis does not drink.
Well, I'll say one thing for the system.
Not really.
Jesus!
I don't know. I thought I heard something.
I had my first wet dream in a sleepin' bag.
Great.
Goddamn it!
Get a shot, Ed?
...hunt for three years...
I've known tournament archers, damn good shots.
Who gives a shit?
You take that Chubby boy with you today, okay?
Hope we can get off this river today.
Easy, easy, my man.
Bobby?
Aintry?
Why not?
'Cause.
Where does it go then?
Look, we don't want any trouble here.
Why sure. We'd never tell anybody where it is.
Hold it.
You ain't going no damn where!
What is it you require of us?
- Move your ass. - Easy with the weapon!
I'll blow his damned balls off.
Drop?
Lord.
Pull off that little bitty shirt there, too.
Is he bleeding?
No, no, no.
- Don't. - Hey, boy.