Andrew Johnson:
If I hadn't toted that gun, Milligan'd be asleep in his bed in there, not dead in it.
Mrs. Maude Fisher:
That's right, and we're gonna make 'em *pay* for it.
Andrew Johnson:
[begins addressing the crowd]
Put down those weapons!
Mrs. Maude Fisher:
You quittin' on us tailor?
Andrew Johnson:
I ain't never quittin'; from now on, never.
Mrs. Maude Fisher:
Then come along, join the party.
Blackstone McDaniel:
You begin this Andy with your cadence. And your tellin' us to stick up for our rights.
Sam Andrews:
You led the scrimmage when the sheriff Beery started throwin' us out the hall.
Blackstone McDaniel:
You done more-a your share-a fightin' your own self.
Mrs. Maude Fisher:
And who pulled the gun first?
Andrew Johnson:
It'll take me more than all my life... to pay for that.
Mrs. Maude Fisher:
He's quittin' on us. Come on!
Andrew Johnson:
No! Not fighting and shooting, hanging and burning: that ain't the way
Mrs. Maude Fisher:
Eye for eye, tooth for tooth: that's bible!
Andrew Johnson:
So you want to start killing. First you kill, militia comes from Nashville, then they start killing. And the dead they leave are you Maude Fisher; and Dick, you;, and Ebenezer, you; and Ethan, you; and you; and you McDaniel. Yes I told you to fight for your rights, but the constitution ain't to protect the dead, it's to protect the living.
Mrs. Maude Fisher:
Ain't nothin' in it I know of that says not to hang a murderin' sheriff.
Andrew Johnson:
I-it says the law hangs murderers, i-i-it says the people got the right to make the laws - that's us! And that's how we're gonna win our fight election day, and when we win it, we'll-we'll get Cass indicted!
Mrs. Maude Fisher:
How?
Farmer:
Lots of us ain't even got a vote.
Blackstone McDaniel:
You ain't got no vote Andy.
Andrew Johnson:
Well, a-a lot of us have. Come November I'm gonna have my ace paid for and a vote. Then we can elect one of our own sheriff; a common man, one of us!
Farmer:
Now you're talkin' crazy.
Farmer:
Who'll we get?
Farmer:
None of us is fittin'.
Sam Andrews:
Most of us can't hardly read.
Farmer:
We ain't good enough.
Blackstone McDaniel:
We ain't got no rights.
Andrew Johnson:
Life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness - those are our rights, as well as theirs. It's our fish in the stream, o-our flag on the fort.
Mrs. Maude Fisher:
Hey, what about the tailor? He's fittin'!
Andrew Johnson:
Me? No... no, I-I ain't fit enough.
Mrs. Maude Fisher:
[the crowd gathers around to encourage him]
You can read and write and figure.
Farmer:
And you can speak.
Farmer:
And you can fight.
Sam Andrews:
How 'bout it Andy? You're good enough.
Eliza McCardle Johnson:
[smiles and puts her hand on his shoulder]
And fit enough.
all in this scene:
[individual comments, non-discernable by character]
Eliza's right. / Andy for sheriff! / We can put you in. / Andy's the man. / We'll beat their pants off end let you sew 'em up! /
[the crowd cheers all together and the scene fades out]

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Tennessee Johnson (1942)

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