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Deliverance is a 1972 film about four suburban professional men from Atlanta, Georgia on a weekend canoe and camping trip into the dangerous American back-country.

Directed by John Boorman. Written by James Dickey, based on his novel of the same name.
This is the weekend they didn't play golf. taglines

Lewis Medlock[edit]

  • Sometimes you have to lose yourself before you can find anything...A couple more months, she'll all be gone...from Aintry on up. One big dead lake.
  • I sleep at night. I have no worries. I am becoming myself, as inconsequential as that may be. I am not something that somebody shoved off on me. I am what I chose to be, and I am it.

Mountain Man[edit]

  • You look just like a hog.
  • He was the tightest and damndest pig I ever did screw.
  • Looks like we got us a sow here instead of a boar.


Griner: Canoe trip?
Lewis: That's right, a canoe trip.
Griner: What the hell you wanna go fuck around with that river for?
Lewis: Because it's there.
Griner: It's there all right. You get in there and can't get out, you're gonna wish it wasn't.

[Lewis and Ed take a wrong turn looking for the river]
Lewis: Well, we fucked up.
Griner: Where you goin' city boy?
Lewis: We'll find it. We'll find it.
Griner: It ain't nothin' but the biggest fuckin' river in the state.

Lewis: The first explorers saw this country, saw it just like us.
Drew: I can imagine how they felt.
Bobby: [about the rapids] Yeah, we beat it, didn't we? Did we beat that?
Lewis: You don't beat it. You never beat the river chubby.

Lewis: Machines are gonna fail and the system's gonna fail...then, survival. Who has the ability to survive? That's the game - survive.
Ed: Well, the system's done all right by me.
Lewis: Oh yeah. You gotta nice job, you gotta a nice house, a nice wife, a nice kid.
Ed: You make that sound rather shitty, Lewis.
Lewis: Why do you go on these trips with me, Ed?
Ed: I like my life, Lewis.
Lewis: Yeah, but why do you go on these trips with me?
Ed: You know, sometimes I wonder about that.

Ed: [to Bobby] I'm glad we came here.
Bobby: [offers Lewis a drink] Lewis?
Ed: Lewis does not drink.
Bobby: It's true Lewis, what you said. There's something in the woods and the water that we have lost in the city.
Lewis: We didn't lose it. We sold it.
Bobby: Well I'll say one thing for the system. System did produce the air mattress, or as is better known among we camping types, the instant broad. [The other three laugh and continue laughing.] And if you fellas will excuse me, I'm gonna go be mean to my air mattress. [He starts spraying bug spray on himself.] I do baptize thee, now in the name of modern technology - [Drew cheers.] How sweet. Oh yeah. Oh yeah. [He laughs. Lewis motions for them to be quiet, and they fall silent. Lewis goes into the woods and disappears.]
Ed: Lewis?
Bobby: Does he think he is Tarzan or what?
Ed: He knows the woods though. He really does. He does.
Drew: Not really. He learn 'em. He doesn't feel 'em. That's Lewis's problem. He wants to be one with nature, and he can't hack it.
Bobby: That's a hell of a time to be telling us that! [He and Ed laugh. Drew motions to be quiet, and they fall silent. The three go in the direction that Lewis went while Lewis appears behind them. Bobby turns around and is surprised.] Jesus! Lewis, you scared the shit outta me!
Ed: Oh, what was it, Lewis?
Lewis: I don't know. I thought I heard something.
Bobby: Something or someone?
Lewis: I don't know. [He laughs and goes into his tent.]
Drew: Good night, Lewis.
Lewis: Good night, Drew.
Bobby: I'm going to sleep.
Ed: The night has fallen, and there's nothin' we can do about it.
Bobby: I had my first wet dream in a sleeping bag.
Ed: How was it?
Bobby: Great. There was no repeatin' it.
Drew: Never mind. [He and Bobby get in their tent.]
Ed: [to Lewis] No matter what disaster that may occur in other parts of the world, or what petty little problems arise in Atlanta, no one can find us up here. Good night, Lewis.

Mountain Man: What the hell you think you're doin'?
Ed: Headin' down river. A little canoe trip, headin' for Aintry.
Mountain Man: Aintry?
Bobby: Sure, this river only runs one way, captain, haven't you heard?
Mountain Man: You ain't never gonna get down to Ain-.
Ed: Well, why not?
Mountain Man: 'Cause. This river don't go to Aintry. You done taken a wrong turn. See uh, this here river don't go nowhere near Aintry.
Bobby: Where does it go, then?
Mountain Man: Boy, you are a lost one, ain't ya?
Bobby: Well, hell, I guess this river comes out somewhere, don't it? That's where we're goin'. Somewhere. Look, we don't want any trouble here.
Ed: If you gentlemen have a still near here, hell, that's fine with us.
Bobby: Why sure. We'd never tell anybody where it is. You know somethin', you're right, we're lost. We don't know where in the hell we are.
Toothless Man: A still?
Bobby: Right, yeah. You're makin' some whiskey up here. We'll buy some from ya, we could use it, couldn't we?
Mountain Man: Do you know what you're talkin' about?
Ed: We don't know what we're talkin' about, honestly we don't.
Mountain Man: No, no. You said somethin' about makin' whiskey, right? Isn't that what you said?
Ed: We don't know what you're doin' and we don't care. That's none of our business.
Mountain Man: That's right. It's none of your god-damned business, right.
Ed: We got quite a long journey ahead of us, gentlemen.
Toothless Man: Hold it. You ain't goin' no damn wheres.
Ed: This is ridiculous.
Toothless Man: Hold it, or I'll blow your guts out all over these woods.
Ed: Gentlemen, we can talk this thing over. What is it you require of us?
Mountain Man: What we, uh, "re-quire" is that you get your god-damn asses up in them woods.

Mountain Man: Now, let's you just drop them pants.
Bobby: Drop?
Mountain Man: Just take 'em right off.
Bobby: I-I mean, what's this all about?
Toothless Man: Don't say anything, just do it.
Mountain Man: Just drop 'em, boy! [To Ed - at knifepoint] You ever had your balls cut off, you fuckin' ape?
Bobby: Lord.
Mountain Man: Look at there, that's sharp. I bet it'd shave a hair.
Toothless Man: Why don't ya try it and see?
Bobby: Lord, lord. Deliver us from all.
Toothless Man: [To Bobby] Pull off that little ol' bitty shirt there, too. [To Mountain Man] Did he bleed?
Mountain Man: He bled. [To Bobby] Them panties, take 'em off. [After attacking and spanking him as Bobby tries to scramble up the bank] Get up, boy. Come on, get on up there. [Slaps Bobby's ass, Bobby eventually reaches the top of the bank before Mountain Man pulls him down, who joins him on the floor before lustfully groping his naked chest, with utter hunger and lust in his eyes]
Bobby: No, no, no. Oh, no. No. Don't.
Mountain Man: Hey boy. You look just like a hog.
Bobby: Don't, don't.
Mountain Man: Just like a hog. Come here, piggy, piggy, piggy. [Holding Bobby's nose as he straddles him from behind] Come on, piggy, come on, piggy, come on, piggy, give me a ride, a ride. Hey, boy. Get up and give me a ride. [Punches Bobby in the back after he is unable to handle the Mountain man's weight and collapses]
Bobby: All right.
Mountain Man: Get up and give me a ride, boy.
Bobby: All right. All right.
Mountain Man: Get up! Get up there!
Bobby: All right. [His underwear is pulled off, and the Mountain man once again spanks him] Oh no, no! [The Mountain Man keeps lunging for Bobby, slapping at him while Bobby whimpers and cowers away, eventually getting up and pulling his panties up while the Mountain Man just laughs]
Mountain Man: Looks like we got us a sow here, instead of a boar.
Bobby: Don't. Don't.
Mountain Man: What's the matter, boy? I bet you can squeal. I bet you can squeal like a pig. [Undoes his braces, causing his trousers to slowly lower] Let's squeal. Squeal now. Squeal. [Bobby's ear is pulled]
Bobby: Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
Mountain Man: Squeal. Squeal louder. Louder. Louder, louder. Louder! Louder! Louder! Get down now, boy. There, get them britches down. [The Mountain Man pulls down Bobby's panties, who is now prostrate over a rotting log] That's that. [The Mountain Man begins preparing his own erection while slapping Bobby's ass one more time] You can do better than that, boy. You can do better than that. Come on, squeal. Squeal.

[The squealing continues between the two for a while, before the Mountain Man finally is aroused enough and violently penetrates Bobby with his phallus without any sort of lubrication, causing Bobby to scream loudly in pain. This eventually attracts the attention of Lewis and Drew who are paddling nearby, and as the Mountain Man begins thrusting away at Bobby, the Toothless Man turns to Ed and gives him a knowing, depraved grin that this will soon be his fate as well. Eventually, the Mountain Man prematurely ejaculates into Bobby, forcing his head down into the dirt, and eventually withdrawing himself, sodomy having been achieved. As he does his braces up, the Mountain Man gives one violent kick to Bobby's testicles as he still lies prostrate over the rotting log like a sow in heat presenting herself to any takers. His masculinity is non-existent, and the Mountain Man has claimed him as his sex slave.]

Mountain Man: Whatcha wanna do with him?
Toothless Man: [grinning] He got a real pretty mouth, ain't he?
Mountain Man: That's the truth.
Toothless Man: [to Ed] You're gonna do some prayin' for me, boy. And you better pray good.

Lewis: What are we gonna do with him?
Drew: There's not but one thing to do. Take the body down to Aintry. Turn it over to the Highway Patrol. Tell 'em what happened.
Lewis: Tell 'em what exactly?
Drew: Just what happened. This is justifiable homicide if anything is. They were sexually assaulting two members of our party at gunpoint. Like you said, there was nothin' else we could do.
Ed: Is he alive?
Lewis: Not now. Well, let's get our heads together. [To vengeful Bobby] Come on now, let's not do anything foolish. Does anybody know anything about the law?
Drew: Look, I-I was on jury duty once. It wasn't a murder trial.
Lewis: A murder trial? Well, I don't know the technical word for it, Drew, but I know this. You take this man down out of the mountains and turn him over to the Sheriff, there's gonna be a trial all right, a trial by jury.
Drew: So what?
Lewis: We killed a man, Drew. Shot him in the back - a mountain man, a cracker. Not a nigger, a cracker. It gives us somethin' to consider.
Drew: All right, consider it, we're listenin'.
Lewis: Shit, all these people are related. I'd be god-damned if I'm gonna come back up here and stand trial with this man's aunt and his uncle, maybe his momma and his daddy sittin' in the jury box. What do you think, Bobby? [Bobby rushes at the corpse, but is restrained] How about you, Ed?
Ed: I don't know. I really don't know.
Drew: Now you listen, Lewis. I don't know what you got in mind, but if you try to conceal this body, you're settin' yourself up for a murder charge. Now that much law I do know! This ain't one of your fuckin' games. You killed somebody. There he is!
Lewis: I see him, Drew. That's right, I killed somebody. But you're wrong if you don't see this as a game...Dammit, we can get out of this thing without any questions asked. We get connected up with that body and the law, this thing gonna be hangin' over us the rest of our lives. We gotta get rid of that guy!...Anywhere, everywhere, nowhere.
Drew: How do you know that other guy hasn't already gone for the police?
Lewis: And what in the hell is he gonna tell 'em, Drew, what he did to Bobby?
Drew: Now why couldn't he go get some other mountain men? Now why isn't he gonna do that? You look around you, Lewis. He could be out there anywhere, watchin' us right now. We ain't gonna be so god-damned hard to follow draggin' a corpse.
Lewis: You let me worry about that, Drew. You let me take care of that. You know what's gonna be here? Right here? A lake - as far as you can see hundreds of feet deep. Hundreds of feet deep. Did you ever look out over a lake, think about something buried underneath it? Buried underneath it. Man, that's about as buried as you can get.
Drew: Well, I am tellin' you, Lewis, I don't want any part of it.
Lewis: Well, you are part of it!
Lewis: The law? Ha! The law?! What law?! Where's the law, Drew? Huh? You believe in democracy, don't ya?
Drew: Yes, I do.
Lewis: Well then, we'll take a vote. I'll stand by it and so will you.

Ed: What are we gonna do, Lewis? You're the guy with the answers. What the hell do we do now?
Lewis: Now you get to play the game.
Ed: Lewis, you're wrong.

Bobby: What are you going to do with Drew?
Ed: If a bullet made this, there are people who can tell.
Bobby: Oh God, there's no end to it. I didn't really know him.
Ed: Drew was a good husband to his wife Linda and you were a wonderful father to your boys, Drew - Jimmie and Billie Ray. And if we come through this, I promise to do all I can for 'em. He was the best of us.
Bobby: Amen.

Ed: Everything happened right here. Lewis broke his leg in those rapids there, and Drew drowned here.
Bobby: No, nothin' happened here.
Ed: Bobby, listen to me. We got to stop them from lookin' up river. It's important that we get together on this thing. Do you understand?...We're not out of this yet.

Sheriff: How come you all end up with four life jackets?
Bobby: Didn't we have an extra one?
Ed: No, Drew wasn't wearin' his.
Sheriff: Well, how come he wasn't wearin' it?
Ed: I don't know.
Sheriff: Don't ever do nothin' like this again. Don't come back up here.
Bobby: You don't have to worry about that, Sheriff.
Sheriff: I'd kinda like to see this town die peaceful.

A Most Verbose Entailing of the Enforced Sodomous Scene in which Ned Beatty's Anal Virginity is Consummated[edit]

Mountain Man: Now, I must implore you, my newly acquired captive and prospective recipient to whatever sexual advances I deem appropriate to remove your lower garments in a manner as timely as possible.
Bobby: You require me to remove my garments?
Mountain Man: Do not delay, just ensure you remove said garments immediately and without delay.
Bobby: I-I must enquire as to why this act has been requested and what it achieves for all parties involved?
Toothless Man: Do not object to this command in any way possible, just perform the act.
Mountain Man: You are required to remove them at no further delay to us! [To Ed - at knifepoint] I must enquire as to whether your reproductive organs have ever been forcefully castrated before via violent hacking with a sharp implement, you rancorous simian?
Bobby: I must cast my damnation at my current predicament to the higher divinity of my current Christian faith.
Mountain Man: I command you gaze upon my newly acquired sharp implement of malevolence. It is especially pointed and capable of removing one's body hair at the very least.
Toothless Man: I thoroughly recommend that you perform a sharp but short test upon your captive to test whether the blade is indeed worthy of performing further acts of violence on whosoever you deem it worthy of performing upon.
Bobby: Lord, lord. Deliver us from all.
Toothless Man: [To Bobby] I additionally require that you remove your upper garment which encloses your corpulent upper body, immediately. [To Mountain Man] Did your captive bleed?
Mountain Man: My captive has indeed shed blood in honour of my act of violence upon him. [To Bobby] I require the immediate removal of your underwear, which presently clings to you like silky lingerie to a temptress. [After attacking and spanking him as Bobby tries to scramble up the bank] Proceed henceforth upward, I do indeed find it entertaining and arousing. [Slaps Bobby's ass, Bobby eventually reaches the top of the bank before Mountain Man pulls him down, who joins him on the floor before lustfully groping his naked chest, with utter hunger and lust in his eyes]
Bobby: I must implore you refrain from any sort of molestation.
Mountain Man: My humblest greetings to you, corpulent folk from the decadent city. You resemble the characteristics of the porcine race.
Bobby: Refrain from any further acts. Refrain, I implore you.
Mountain Man: You perfectly resemble a swine in all its bestial features. I required your sexual presence, swine, come hither, swine, swine. [Holding Bobby's nose as he straddles him from behind] Come hither, swine, come hither, swine, come hither, swine perform the act of guiding me along like I am a child betwixt your back and you are indeed a submissive swine subject to the rule of us superior humans, guide me along. I must implore you, guide me along and ensure you are aware of your inferior state. [Punches Bobby in the back after he is unable to handle the Mountain man's weight and collapses]
Bobby: If you must, I shall.
Mountain Man: Refrain from your idleness and give me a ride as though I am straddling an equestrian stallion, or if we are being informal, a tired boar at your typical southern county fair.
Bobby: If you must, I shall.
Mountain Man: You must get up and stop being a creature of laziness, I require it!
Bobby: If I must relent to this, then so be it! [His underwear is pulled off, and the Mountain man once again spanks him] Do not proceed, do not! [The Mountain Man keeps lunging for Bobby, slapping at him while Bobby whimpers and cowers away, eventually getting up and pulling his panties up while the Mountain Man just laughs]
Mountain Man: I must observe that we appear to have a submissive creature of the female sow nature here, rather than that of a dominant male boar.
Bobby: I strongly object to this. I implore you to not proceed any further.
Mountain Man: What is your current predicament, my submissive sow? I have made a fairly informal wager with my companion that you are capable of emitting shrill shrieks upon sodomy being achieved. I wager that you can emit them in the fashion of a submissive female sow. [Undoes his braces, causing his trousers to slowly lower] Let us emit those sounds. Emit them. Emit them hence forthwith. [Bobby's ear is pulled]
Bobby: Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
Mountain Man: Emit them. Emit them louder. Emit them louder. Emit them louder, Emit them louder. Emit them louder! Emit them louder! I implore you to emit them louder! Lower yourself unto that log with utmost haste, female sow. There, ensure you remove the undergarments which protect your fragile virginity. [The Mountain Man pulls down Bobby's panties, who is now prostrate over a rotting log] That is your current predicament and your ultimate fate. [The Mountain Man begins preparing his own erection while slapping Bobby's ass one more time] In my opinion you can perform such emissions of the female sow's squeal better than you are currently performing. You can perform such squeals much better than that. I balefully implore you, emit them, emit them.


  • This is the weekend they didn't play golf.
  • What did happen on the Cahulawassee River?
  • Four men ride a wild river. A weekend turns into a nightmare.


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