The Grapes of Wrath

Grandpa Joad: Wait til I get to Californey. I'm gonna reach up and pick me an orange whenever I want it. With some grapes. Now there's somethin' I ain't never had enough of. Grandpa Joad: I smell spare ribs. Somebody's been eatin' spare ribs. How come I ain't got none? Gasoline Attendant: You and me got sense. Them Okies got no sense and no feeling. They ain't human. Human being wouldn't live the way they do. Human being couldn't stand to be so miserable.

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Tom: How about a lift, Mister? Driver: Can't you see that sticker? [A decal reads NO RIDERS ALLOWED - Instructions of Owner] Tom: Sure, I see it. But a good guy don't pay no attention to what some heel makes him stick on his truck. Driver: Well, scrunch down on the running board 'til we get around the bend.

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Tom: Ain't you the preacher? Casy: Used to be. Not no more. I lost the call. But boy, I sure used to have it. Oh, I used to get an irrigation ditch so squirmin' full of repentant sinners I pretty near drowned half of 'em. Not no more. I lost the spirit. I got nothin' to preach about no more, that's all. I ain't so sure of things. I asked myself, what is this here call(ed) Holy Spirit? Maybe that's love. Why, I love everybody so much, I'm fit to bust sometimes. So - maybe there ain't no sin, and there ain't no virtue. There's just what people does. Some things folks do is nice, and some ain't so nice. And that's all any man's got a right to say. 'Course I'll say a grace if somebody sets out the food, but ma heart ain't in it.

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Tom: What happened? How come they got to get off? We lived here fifty years, same place. Muley: Everybody's got to get off. Everybody's leavin', goin' out to California. Your folks, my folks, everybody's folks. Everybody except me. I ain't gettin' off. Tom: Who done it? Muley: Listen. [Muley gestures toward the howling wind] That's some of what done it. The dusters. They start it anyways. Blowin' like this year after year. Blowin' the land away. Blowin' the crops away. And blowin' us away now. Tom: You crazy? Muley: Some say that I am.

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Agent: The fact of the matter, Muley, after what them dusters done to the land, the tenant system don't work no more. You don't even break even, much less show a profit. Why, one man and a tractor can handle twelve or fourteen of these places. You just pay him a wage and take all the crop. Muley: Yeah, but uh, we couldn't do on any less than what our share is now. Why, the children ain't gettin' enough to eat as it is, and they're so ragged. We'd be ashamed if everybody else's children wasn't the same way. Agent: I can't help that. All I know is, I got my orders. They told me to tell you to get off, and that's what I'm tellin' ya. Muley: You mean get off of my own land? Agent: Now don't go to blamin' me! It ain't my fault. Muley's son: Who's fault is it? Agent: You know who owns the land. The Shawnee Land and Cattle Company. Muley: And who's the Shawnee Land and Cattle Company Agent: It ain't nobody. It's a company. Muley's son: They got a President, ain't they? They got somebody who k

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Al: Ain't you gonna look back, Ma? Give the ol' place a last look? Ma: We're going' to California, ain't we? All right then let's go to California. Al: That don't sound like you, Ma. You never was like that before. Ma: I never had my house pushed over before. Never had my family stuck out on the road. Never had to lose everything I had in life.

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