Mud2012

Mud:
I like you two. You remind me of me. And seeing how you boys are from Arkansas and we know some people and sounds like we all from the same place I'd say we can make a deal here about somethin'.

Ellis:
A deal for what?

Mud:
Food. Food for a boat.

Neckbone:
This guy's a bum Ellis. Come on.

[Mud's smile vanishes. Neckbone begins to walk off but begrudgingly stops when Ellis starts back in.]

Ellis:
Why don't you go get your own food?

Mud:
I would if I could, but I told somebody I'd meet 'em here. So I'm stuck for now and what I got's runnin' low.

[Neckbone walks back and pulls Ellis by the arm.]

Neckbone:
He's a bum Ellis, let's go.

Mud:
I'm no bum. I got money. You can call me a hobo 'cause a hobo'll work for his living and you can call me homeless 'cause that's true for now, but if you call me a bum again I'll have to teach you somethin' about respect that your daddy never did.