O Brother, Where Art Thou?2000

George Nelson:
Any of you boys know your way around a Walter P.P.K.?

Delmar:
Well, you see, that's where we can't help you. I don't believe it's in Mississippi. [notices dollar bills flying out of George's bag] Friend, some of your folding money has come unstowed.

George Nelson:
Just stuff it down that sack there, will you? You boys aren't bad men, I take it?

Delmar:
Well, it's funny you should ask. I was bad until yesterday, but me and Pete here have been saved. I'm Delmar, and that there's Everett.

George Nelson:
George Nelson. It's a pleasure. [opens the car door] Grab the tiller, will ya, buddy? [the police are catching up to the group] Hand me that chopper! [laughs]

Delmar:
[hands George his gun] Say, what line of work you in, George?

George Nelson:
[laughing maniacally and firing his gun] COME AND GET ME, COPPERS!!! You flat-footed, lame-brain, soft-ass sons of b*tches! NO ONE CAN CATCH ME! I'M GEORGE NELSON!!! I'm bigger than any John, live or limp! I'm 10.5 feet tall, and ain't yet fully grown! [sees a herd of cows in a field] Cows! I hate cows worse than coppers! [turns his gun on the cows and starts shooting at them]

Delmar:
Oh, George! Not the livestock!

George Nelson:
Come on, you miserable, salaried sons of b*tches! COME AND GET ME!

[Several cows wander out onto the road; one of the police cars runs over a cow as George continues to fire his gun]