💬 Inside Llewyn Davis (2013)

A hundred miles

A hundred miles, a hundred miles

A hundred mites

A hungry feefin'

A hustler pretends he's out of his depth.

A lot them come in here catch the act,

A riﬂe on my shoulder

A screw was bawlin'

Accounting will give you a check today.

Acted.

Actually, you'd have to split the basket.

After last time, I just can't tell you how sorry I am.

AH the lost dreams (aid on you.

Al! along the banks

All along the banks

All around Cape Girardeau

All right, one more before I go.

All right, well, let me get this money back then.

All right, well, wait.

All right.

All right. Jim and Al will teach you the song.

All right. Um...

All the old shit, Joy.

All the remainders.

All the way down to the Village, Mitch.

Along with the, uh, pier, ship number, and the time.

Alternately, I could hitch back to Fort Dix after the show.

And a dagger in my hand Poor boy

And certain other things that squares like you would call the black arts

And dumped the rest of the old records.

And find my baby?

And found myself purging from every orifice,

And H! be dead and gone

And H! be gone

And heard many nice things about you from Jim and Jean and from others.

And I became indisposed after eating a toasted cheese sandwich,

And I'll be dead and gone

And in my heart

And it's a little square,

And losers?

And Marty and Janet. Of course.

And remember to call Jim. He said it was urgent.

And so perhaps you'll

And some of them, some of these guys, Llewyn,

And stay out of the sun,

And that was the last time I was in Murfreesboro.

And that's when you picked up the cat?

And the auld triangle

And the mice were squeafin'

And then suggest you give a lecture on the peoples of Mesoamerica.

And then wrap it in electrical tape.

And who'll play catch Out in the back with our kid?

And you think I'm just asking you to beg more.

Are you going away

Are you going away With no word of farewell?

Are you reading me loud and clear?

Are you shitting me?

Are you wearing gingham panties?

Armaments are not my thing. I don't even approve of war toys.

As a cabin boy On a sailing lugger

As we dream about The shoals

Aw, shit.

Away from home

Away from home, away from home

Because everything you touch turns to shit.

Because they wanna fuck Jean.

Been all around Cape Girardeau

Beloved

Bluff?

Boy, that man goes to a lot of funerals.

Boy, they're not bad.

Boy, you were some mess last night.

Bubble helmet Hash Gordon boots

Bud Grossman?

Bum a cigarette?

But even if it's not yours, I can't know that.

But H! return to you someday

But I can get down there. He's hanging out at Jim and Jean's.

But I don't have what, say, Troy Nelson has?

But I'm out. I'm done.

But if you can cut that down to a goatee,

But if you do, you should be wearing condom on condom,

But it's not going anywhere.

But poor Queen Jane

But since I don't know, you not only fucked things up

But thank you, for trying.

But that would be...

But the laying in the grave so long Poor boy

But the laying in the grave's so long Poor boy

But The Times is gonna be there.

But we were making space in the stock room

But you don't go on a session sheet then, so no royalties.

But, um, maybe also in obtaining management.

By fucking me and maybe making me pregnant,

C,D,G

Came o'er me steafin'

Can I ask you for a favor?

Can I wait here?

Caught 10 million fishes

Clean Asshole Poems,

Cocaine Runnin' all around my brain

Come along and follow me

Come here, I want you to walk

Come on.

Come wind or calm

Cops closed it.

Could I leave this cat with you?

Could I trouble you? My father had, um...

Could you just keep it till they get back?

Could you, um...?

Could've been more.

Countdown, ten, nine Eight, seven, six, five

Diane did not terminate the pregnancy.

Diane didn't tell you?

Did you meet Elvis?

Do you know Arlen and Dodi Gamble?

Do you know, uh ? You know Marty Green and Janet Fung?

Do you plug yourself in somewhere?

Do you think ? Um...

Do you think you're staying here tonight?

Does she play early music?

Don't be silly. We offered you the couch.

Don't be sorry.

Don't give me rules. You play what you play.

Don't send me off into outer P p p p please

Don't tell Jean.

Don't tell Jim, obviously.

Don't worry, Llewyn has the cat?

Drink to Me Only with Thine Eyes.

Drizzling rain

Due to lack of understanding, from Chano Pozo in New Orleans.

Early one morning

Eighty five dollars? To replace a license?

Eleven five. But why?

Even know you're a solo act.

Ever, have you, Troy?

Everybody.

Exactly.

Except threats and intimidation won't work with me.

Excuse me?

Excuse me.

F don't know.

Fare thee well

Fit all the way up your ass

Fm 6 foot 2

Folk singer with a cat. You queer?

Folk songs. Thought you said you were a musician.

For the fucking basket?

For the public.

For to hunt The bonny shoals of herring

Found his way back.

Four micks and Grandma Moses.

Four, three, two

From last time? You mean Diane?

From the house, where's my file box?

Fuck Florio. Fuck you, Pappi.

Fuck you, you fucking phony. Come on, show us your panties.

Fuck you.

Fuck.

Fuck. Fuck.

Fuck. Goddamn it. Oh, shit.

Fuck. Kitty?

Fucking christssake, it's cold out. I don't even have a winter coat.

Full nine days or more

G, G, C, G'

Gave me to understand I would not be welcome back.

George Washington Bridge?

Get back together.

Get to know you, buy you as a solo act.

Get up...

Glass of wine, Llewyn'?

God knows you never do.

Goddamn it.

Good kid.

Good thing your music's going good.

Good to see what I have to look forward to.

Got your Masters Mate's and Pilot's license, right?

Grab his sticks.

Grandmas come in handy, right?

Green, green, rocky road

Growing up, growing old

Grown man with a cat.

Ha ha ha. You have not heard one nice thing about me from Jean,

Ha, ha. Come on, Llewyn. Give me a little credit.

Had to open your big mouth.

Hands off the merchandise. Don't play games, kid.

Hang me up so high

Hang me, oh, hang me

Harry James on the radio.

Have a seat. I'll let him know you're here.

Have you ever heard the expression, it takes two to tango?

He connects with people.

He had such life, you know? Such a talent.

He likes funerals. I don't know what to tell you.

He needs to be cleaned.

He said Holy Jesus. What is that thing?

He said, Welsh rarebit.

He still in there?

He thinks I can have a career.

He threw himself off the George Washington Bridge.

He will. I asked him.

He's a good kid.

He's adorable.

He's fucking great. Matter of fact, he's been asking after you.

He's great.

He's with my mother now.

Heh, exist?

Heh. Where's your guitar?

Hello, nice to meet you. Llewyn Davis.

Hello?

Hello? It's Llewyn. Don't hang up.

Hello.

Hello. I've heard your music,

Here it is. Uh, it's

Here, this would interest you.

Here's a key.

Here's this. You used to like this.

Hey, don't be silly, you brought the cat.

Hey, I could do it this Saturday.

Hey, look, I'm happy for the gig, but who wrote this?

Hey, you don't need to Meow.

Hey, you're not Hugh Davis's kid, are you?

Hey.

Hey. Hey, hey.

Hey...

Hi, I'm here for Mr. Cromartie's session. Llewyn Davis.

Hi.

Him, Troy.

His nephew, Georgie, is engaged to a girl whose motherjust passed.

Hm.

Holy shit.

Home from the hill. Hey, Llewyn, welcome. Come on in.

Hotels on the moon?

How far are we from Chicago?

How is he?

How you doing, kid?

How'd you get the gig, Betty?

How's it going?

Howard Greenfung.

Huh?

Huh? Where's your corncob pipe?

I am not one of your Greenwich Village friends.

I am Roland Turner.

I been all around this world

I can pay you back really soon, that and the last loan.

I can stare at a chart and fake it, sir.

I can't crew the ship, and I can't get this money back?

I can't get the money without Jean knowing.

I can't run out on it. I'm in your fucking sardine can.

I can't stay in this room. I can't stay in this room.

I can't today, as it turns out. I can't bring her today.

I can't... Where am I gonna...?

I cleaned it out, the house.

I could hide behind a straw Poor boy

I could hitch back to Fort Dix after I perform tonight.

I couldn't take it either, having to play Jimmy Cracked Corn every night.

I didn't get anything from Bud Grossman in Chicago?

I didn't mean to be unkind

I didn't... It just happened.

I do my thing, and one day you wake up wondering:

I do this for a living. It's not a it's not a fucking parlor game.

I don't give a shit.

I don't hang out with the Gorfeins.

I don't have to make those childish threats.

I don't know if that's family.

I don't know its name.

I don't know, I'm not a fucking cat.

I don't know, Joy.

I don't know. Because I'm a Communist.

I don't remember making this big bowl of shit.

I don't see a lot of money here.

I don't wanna go

I don't want your fucking coat. What'll you wear?

I felt an achin' pain

I forgot to pick up my mail yesterday. I was so pissed at Mel.

I got so goddamn hungry

I got...

I had to... What?

I have to run the elevator.

I insist. I insist.

I just make it. I'm leaving naked, man.

I just paid it this morning. That was four hours ago.

I just paid my dues this morning, 148 bucks. There's the receipt.

I just pulled over to rest a little bit.

I kept this fucking thing.

I know that you folks know them and love them.

I like the sweaters.

I love you.

I mean something old.

I mean, that's not a problem, is it? It's the Gorfeins' cat.

I miss Mike.

I need a drink.

I need to... I need to borrow some money.

I never see you at the hoots anymore.

I prefer New York.

I said to the manager:

I said, Am I allowed to bank the ball off the cushions or is that too fancy?

I said, That's okay, brother. I might have managed on my own

I sailed a million miles

I says, Okay, does everything from Wales make you shit yourself,

I see.

I shat! lose the branch too

I should've brought something.

I should've had you wear double condoms.

I studied Santeria

I sweat when they stuck me In the pressure suits

I thought I just needed a night's sleep, but it's...

I thought singing was a joyous expression of the soul.

I thrive on that.

I used to have a partner.

I used to, uh, take piano lessons when I was a kid

I want very much to have it if it's Jim's. That's what I want.

I want you to leave. Get out of here.

I was joking.

I wish I was in your business. I mean, one hit could fix you up.

I wouldn't mind the hanging

I, uh...

I, uh... I'm Llewyn Davis.

I'd ﬂy up the river

I'd like to fuck her.

I'll find it somewhere else.

I'll get my vaccinations. Sign where?

I'll need a permission. He'll give you one.

I'm a fucking professional. And you know what?

I'm a goin'away To leave you, love

I'm a piano instructor most days.

I'm certainly not a man of comforts.

I'm doing it Saturday.

I'm freezing. Can we talk'?

I'm getting my Silvertone. You get to play it if and only if you sing.

I'm going far over the sea

I'm gonna change it legally, at some point.

I'm interested in gigging here,

I'm leaving in the first hour Of the morn

I'm out.

I'm sorry, I didn't know how to get the money back to you.

I'm sorry, this is I don't do this, okay?

I'm sorry, which? Out or fuck you?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I don't know a lot about the entertainment business.

I'm sorry. It was really good to see him. It was great.

I'm sorry. Thanks for the thought,

I'm telling you I'm an adept. Maybe you're the hustler

I'm tired.

I've been all around this world

I've been in your jails That's not gonna work.

I've got autographs to sign.

I've heard nice things from Jim and Jean and others.

I've only fucked Jean.

If I had wings

If I lose the ﬂower of England

If it was never new and it never gets old, then it's a folk song.

If it was never new, and it never gets old, then it's a folk song.

If Pm blubbering upon reentry

If this is awkward,

If you miss the train I'm on

If you wanna play the Gaslight...

In Chicago.

In front of Jean. You know how she gets.

In the pressure suit

In the wink of an eye My soul is turning

In what way, buddy?

In your hand, in your hand

Inside Llewyn Davis.

Is Bud Grossman here?

Is it sold?

Isn't in yet.

It could come back.

It had my Masters Mate's and Pilot's license in it.

It ruins the mystique.

It slipped out and I don't have the key.

It wasn't your show.

It won't be long

It's It's my cat. Well, it's not my cat, it's

It's a big hole. A big hole.

It's a damn house cat. There you go.

It's a lesson too late For the learner

It's a peaceful cat. It's very contented.

It's a session this afternoon at Columbia.

It's a thing.

It's bullshit, Mel.

It's early. I tried not to wake anyone.

It's just a big fat fucking bluff.

It's like a lot of the songs I do.

It's more than that.

It's my guitar.

It's not for me, it's for the Gorfeins.

It's not in here, I'm telling you.

It's not like me and Mike were ever a big act.

It's not so bad, existing.

It's not the most serious music we've recorded at this studio.

It's not the opera, jackass. It's a fucking basket hou

It's not the opera, jackass. It's a fucking basket hou Unh!

It's one I grew up with.

It's only two nights.

It's the Gorfeins' cat.

It's the Gorfeins' cat. Just till one of them gets back?

It's Ulysses.

It's what I did.

It's winter.

It's, uh It's the Gorfeins' cat.

JEAN. H! bring it down. H! meet you at the Reggie.

Jesus Christ, Joy.

Jesus Christ. You're kidding me.

Jesus, Llewyn, you don't even fucking remember.

Jim and Jean, we get a good crowd.

Johnny and I were in Seattle playing the High Spot.

Johnny Five.

Johnny, hold up.

Just bill us for services, $200. That's more than a session fee

Just exist?

Just going out to Jersey to pick up my mom's car.

Keep an eye on my shit.

Kid, what are you ta ? Bluff? I offer you this?

King Henry, King Henry

Know what I mean?

L It's not my cat. I just didn't know what to do with it.

Ladies and gentlemen, Jim and Jean.

Laughing his ass off.

Lay cold as a stone

Let me give you 40 bucks.

Let's go out. Can I borrow Jim's coat?

Let's go. Yeah.

Like King Midas's idiot brother.

Like Norah's dove

Like, Green fung? Hyphenated?

Lillian's in the kitchen. She's making her famous moussaka.

Lillian's making her famous tabbouleh salad.

Llewyn can sleep on the floor with his cat.

Llewyn is the cat.

Llewyn, are you kidding? Look at this.

Llewyn, it goes to his upkeep. We don't get any.

Llewyn, L L E W Y N. It's Welsh.

Llewyn, please, that's unfair to Lillian.

Llewyn, that's not...

Llewyn.

Llewyn. Come on in.

Llewyn's not an Upper West Side guy. We only get to see him when

Look, I'm putting together a trio. Two guys and a girl singer.

Look, Jim, I didn't wanna mention this

Look, we told Troy he could stay.

Lord, Fm three, Lord, Fm four

Lord, I can'! go back home

Lord, I can't go back home This a way

Lord, Pm 500 miles

Lord, Pm one, Lord, I'm two

Lot of these guys,

Made of sand, made of sand

Make yourself at home.

Marty's in my department. And, uh, Joe's a musician.

Maybe it's, Why is nothing going right for me?

Meantime, Roland Turner is a thousand miles away,

Mel set one box aside.

Mel, there was no advance on my solo record.

Mel?

Mel.

Merchant Marine again?

Mm hm.

Mm.

Move to the suburbs with Jim, have kids.

Mr. Cromartie, it's an honor to meet you.

Mr. Davis?

Mr. Grossman is a wonderful man. He's been very supportive.

Mr. Grossman liked what he saw, I guess.

Mr. Grossman.

My friend?

My girlfriend's coming down from Boston on Tuesday.

My life is a big bowl of shit.

My stuff.

MY Suggestion?

Nice.

Night and day The seas we're darin'

No massé shots, no coins on cloth.

No, he won't. I was there less than a month ago.

No, he's all right.

No, I can't barge in for dinner. I just wanted to

No, I cannot.

No, I did not meet Private Presley.

No, I had a partner.

No, I knew she was, uh, going to Akron. She's from Akron.

No, I'll bring her up tomorrow.

No, it's probably different from what you imagine.

No, it's why you're fucked.

No, no

No, no, he said it's urgent.

No, no, no, I'll bring the cat up. It's fine. I just, uh...

No, no, no. You're apologizing to me?

No, no, one word, Greenfung.

No, thank you. I appreciate it.

No, those are your categories.

No, you ain't that. You ain't, uh...

No, you cannot.

No, you didn't get anything.

No, you just do the p p p's into the ver If you do two p p's.

No.

No. Everyone asks that.

No. No.

No. Nothing.

Not a penny to my name

Not a shirt on my back

Not here. Fuck you.

Not really.

Not to make it back to your little flyspeck horseshit town.

Now you're up on deck

Now, I will write you a receipt,

Number two.

Of herring

Of the Royal Canal

Oh, bed crumbs of all ages Spilled on you.

Oh, bed that faked The weight of the world.

Oh, bed that grows no hair.

Oh, bed.

Oh, for christssake. You yell stuff, man. It's a show.

Oh, forget it.

Oh, God, I hate fucking folk music.

Oh, goddamn it. I am one lucky bastard.

Oh, good kitty. Jesus, thank God.

Oh, hello. How you doing?

Oh, honey

Oh, I got Wait, I got You got a minute?

Oh, it was a fine And a pleasant day

Oh, it's fare thee well My darling true

Oh, Mitch, I really appreciate this.

Oh, my God. It's not even male.

Oh, no, cried King Henry

Oh, no, no, no. I hadn't even planned on dinner.

Oh, okay. Well, she should have a friend though.

Oh, pardon me for saying so, that's pretty fucking stupid, isn't it?

Oh, please don't start with the double condoms again.

Oh, please, Mr. Kennedy

Oh, sh

Oh, sh...

Oh, shit.

Oh, that's That's good. You got a new cat.

Oh, that's me.

Oh, The Times.

Oh, uh, Mitch and Lillian's, uh, folk song friend.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah. You know.

Oh, yes, please. He's very good.

Oh, you know what? This is bullshit.

Oh, you're exclusive to Mel?

Oh! No, no, no. Heh.

Oh.

Oh. I'm staying at Al Cody's.

Oh...

OK8)'

Okay, let's hear something.

Okay, yeah, well, her playing that was pretty on the beat.

Okay. All right. Here? Stage?

Okay. I'll see when the guy can do it then.

Okay. I'll, uh, pay you now since I won't see you. Cash.

Okay. So that's it?

Okay. Well, can you put me on the roster?

On the day the babe was born

On the piano, um.

One of these mornings

One, two, one, two, three, four.

Or can be fucked.

Or dying

Or just this piece of toast?

Or maybe it won't even be that specific.

Or whatever your pre Columbian shit is.

Or winter gale

Orlovs Ky.

Out of Yarmouth Harbor I was faring

P p, I sweat when they stuck me

Pappi will let you play tomorrow.

Parts of Arkansas

People need time, you know.

PH be dead and gone

Pick up a couple bucks.

Play me something from

Playing the Gaslight for the 400th time?

Please don't go

Please don't shoot me into outer space

Please give a great big welcome to Elizabeth Hobby

Please, Mr. Kennedy take one. And we're rolling.

Poor thing couldn't have eaten since yesterday.

Pretending to be a lunkhead. Got me fooled.

Promenade in green

Put the rope around my neck

Really?

Really? So did you bring your dick along too?

Remember this, Johnny?

Report for duty.

Right after I got back from Germany.

Right, well, those are your categories.

Right, yeah, okay, I can tell this is one of those things where I keep saying no

Royalties on that? Whoa, Nelly.

Said he was a friend of yours. Guy in a suit.

She came in to tell me she decided

She didn't tell you?

She doesn't have to leave. I'm leaving, obviously.

She was not a swinger.

She weighs anchor this Friday, 6 p. m.

She, uh...

Shh!

Shipping out.

Shit, man, I need the money now.

Shit.

Shit. Cat.

Shoot.

Should I go call an ambulance?

Should I throw them out?

Shut up. Show us your panties, Betty.

Sign there and there.

So how's the music going?

So I can't stay here tonight?

So I go 10,000 miles

So it went okay?

So long.

So okay?

So we're, uh...?

So when do you wanna do the...?

So you played at the Gate of Horn.

Sociology. Professor Gorfein, please.

Solo act?

Somebody got sick and dropped out. He thought you'd like the work.

Someone who can help her home.

Son of a bitch.

Sorry I fucked up your evening.

Sullivan Show.

Sure, move in. Don't mind me.

Sure, right around the corner.

Sweating or cold

Take your time. We're here to have fun.

Take your turn and watch With the other fellas

Tell me how to fit into A S foot capsule

Tell me who you love Tell me who you love

Ten, nine Eight, seven, six, five

Thank Jim and Jean for me.

Thank you very much.

Thank you, Mr. Grossman.

Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.

Thank you. You're so nice.

Thanks for keeping quiet, asshole.

Thanks for suggesting this place.

Thanks. Ladies and gentlemen, thanks.

That cannot be fucked,

That Jean,

That would be...

That'll be $5.

That's a thing I never can do

That's enough. Fine.

That's gonna take...

That's good advice.

That's its name?

That's okay, that's fine. Hey, where do you live, Al?

That's the one thing you keep.

That's what I do for a living.

That's what I do for a living. Who ? Who are you?

That's what I got.

That's what you feel bad about?

That's why all the same shit is gonna keep happening to you,

That's why they come in.

The Brig.

The future?

The guy says, You're a hustler. I say, You're a fucking idiot.

The guy? I hope it's a doctor.

The kid would be about 2 now?

The lads were sleepin'

The last words I heard 'em say:

The money, what I owe, can't they just take it out of, whatever, the first week?

The new record's doing well?

The ocean

The show is bullshit.

The sooner the better.

The storms are on

The world's divided into two kinds of people.

Their cat got out. Could you leave the fire escape window open?

Then bring him here for us to take care of.

Inside Llewyn Davis (2013)
Inside Llewyn Davis is a critically acclaimed movie released in 2013, directed by the Coen brothers. Set in the Greenwich Village folk music scene of the 1960s, the film revolves around the struggling folk singer, Llewyn Davis, portrayed by Oscar Isaac. Known for his exceptional performance, Isaac's portrayal of Llewyn Davis takes the audience on a soul-searching journey through the character's tumultuous life. The movie offers a poignant exploration of love, loss, and the pursuit of dreams. Inside Llewyn Davis features a talented ensemble cast including Carey Mulligan, Justin Timberlake, John Goodman, and Adam Driver, who add depth to the narrative with their riveting performances. The Coen brothers, known for their mastery of creating unique atmospheres, skillfully recreate the vibrant folk music scene of the time, delivering a film that immerses the viewers in its authentic setting and evocative soundtrack. If you're captivated by the sounds of this era, you can further explore and engage with the music of Inside Llewyn Davis by playing and downloading the soundtrack. Immerse yourself in the remarkable tunes that define the film's tone and soak in the essence of a time gone by.
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