The Night of the Hunter Quotes

Rachel Cooper You know, when you're little, you have more endurance than God is ever to grant you again. Children are man at his strongest. They abide.

Willa Harper John, you always make up that lie. There is no money. Why can't you get that through your head?

Rachel Cooper Lord, save little children. You'd think the world would be ashamed to name such a day as Christmas for one of them and then go on in the same old way. My soul is humble when I see the way little ones accept their lot. Lord, save little children. The wind blows and the rain's a-cold. Yet they abide...They abide and they endure.

Preacher Harry Powell There are too many of them. Can't kill the world.

Preacher Harry Powell Leaning, leaning!Safe and secure from all alarms!Leaning, leaning!Leaning on the everlasting arms!

Preacher Harry Powell Lord, you sure knowed what You was doin when You put me in this very cell at this very time. A man with $10,000 hid somewhere and a widow in the makin'.

Willa Harper I feel clean! My whole body is a'quiver with cleanness!

Willa Harper You have all sinned. Which one of you can say, as I can say, that you drove a good man to murder because I kept a-houndin him, for perfume, and clothes, and face paint? And he slew two human beings. And he come to me, and he said, Take this money, and buy yourself the clothes! And the paint!'...But brother-n, brother-n, oh that's where the Lord stepped in, that's where the Lord stepped in...He said, the Lord, to that man, You take that money, and you throw it in the river!

Rachel Cooper I'm a strong tree with branches for many birds. I'm good for somethin in this old world, and I know it, too.

Rachel Cooper Goodness, fools. Look at that. She'll be losin her mind to a tricky mouth and a full moon, and like as not I'll be saddled with the consequences.

Rachel Cooper You were looking for love, Ruby, in the only foolish way you knew how. We all need love, Ruby. I lost the love of my son. I found it with you all. You're going to grow up to be a strong, fine woman and I'm gonna see to it that you do.

Ben Harper I got tired of seein children roamin the woodlands without food. Children roamin the highways in this here Depression. Children sleepin in old abandoned car bodies and junk heaps. And I promised myself I'd never see the day when my young-uns would want.

Ben Harper The rock in the smokehouse, no, the bricks in the grape arbor, no, no, they'll dig for it. Sure. That's the place.

Preacher Harry Powell Ah, little lad, you're starin at my fingers. Would you like me to tell you the little story of Right Hand-Left Hand - the story of good and evil? H-A-T-E! It was with this left hand that old brother Cain struck the blow that laid his brother low. L-O-V-E. You see these fingers, dear hearts? These fingers has veins that run straight to the soul of man. The right hand, friends! The hand of love! Now watch and I'll show you the story of life. These fingers, dear hearts, is always a-warrin and a-tuggin', one agin the other. Now, watch em. Ol brother Left Hand. Left hand, he's a-fightin'. And it looks like LOVE's a goner. But wait a minute, wait a minute! Hot dog! LOVE's a winnin'? Yes, siree. It's LOVE that won, and ol Left Hand HATE is down for the count!

Rachel Cooper You two youngsters get up here to me this instant. Get on up to my house. Mind me now. I'll get me a switch!

Rachel Cooper It's a hard world for little things.

Preacher Harry Powell I can hear you whisperin', children, so I know you're down there. I can feel myself gettin awful mad. I'm out of patience, children. I'm coming to find you now.

Preacher Harry Powell It's my shame. It's my crown of thorns. I must wear it bravely...She'll not be back. I reckon I'm safe in promising you that. I tried to save her...But the devil wins sometimes. Can't nobody say I didn't do my best to save her.

Preacher Harry Powell All right, but you haven't heard the last of Harry Powell yet. The Lord God Jehovah will guide my hand in vengeance. Devil! You whores of Babylon! I'll be back, when it's dark.

Rachel Cooper That's the richest gift a body could have.

Icey Spoon It's a mighty good man would go out of his way to bring a word of cheer to a grieving widow.

Preacher Harry Powell Oh, them poor little lambs. To think I never hoped to see them again in this world. No, dear Madam, if you was to know what a crown of thorns I've borne in my search for them stray chicks.

Rachel Cooper Now, you remember children how I told you last Sunday about the good Lord going up into the mountain and talking to the people. And how he said, Blessed are the pure in heart for they shall see God. And how he said that King Solomon in all his glory was not as beautiful as the lilies of the field. And I know you won't forget, Judge not lest you be judged, because I explained that to you. And then the good Lord went on to say, Beware of false prophets which come to you in sheep's clothing, but inwardly, they are ravening wolves. Ye shall know them by their fruits. A good tree cannot bring forth evil fruit. Neither can a corrupt tree bring forth good fruit. Wherefore by their fruits, ye shall know them.

Willa Harper It ain't in the river, is it, Harry?...Ben never told you he throw'd it in the river, did he?...The children know where it's hid. John knows. Is that it, Harry? Then, it's still here amongst us, taintin us. You must have known about it all along, Harry? But that ain't the reason why you married me. I know that much...He made you marry me, so you could show me the Way and the Life and the salvation for my soul. Ain't that so, Harry? So you might say that it was the money that brung us together. The rest of it don't matter.

Preacher Harry Powell Chilld - ren. Chilld - ren?

Preacher Harry Powell The Lord blinded mine enemies when they brought me in this evil place...I come not with peace, but with a sword...This sword has served me through many an evil time.

Preacher Harry Powell Once upon a time there was a pretty fly, he had a wife this pretty fly but one day she flew away, flew away. She had two pretty children, but one night those pretty children flew away into the sky, into the moon.

Preacher Harry Powell No, no. No little lamb. Don't touch it. Now, don't touch my knife. That makes me mad. That makes me very, very mad. Now just tell me, where's the money hid? John doesn't matter! Can't I get that through your head, you poor silly, disgusting little wretch! There now, you made me lose my temper. I'm sorry. I'm real sorry. Now just tell me, where's it hid, honey?

Preacher Harry Powell Well now, what's it to be Lord? Another widow? How many has it been? Six? Twelve? I disremember. You say the word, Lord, I'm on my way...You always send me money to go forth and preach your Word. The widow with a little wad of bills hid away in a sugar bowl. Lord, I am tired. Sometimes I wonder if you really understand. Not that You mind the killin's. Your Book is full of killin's. But there are things you do hate Lord: perfume-smellin things, lacy things, things with curly hair.

Icey Spoon No woman is able to raise growing youngsters alone. The Lord meant that job for two...It ain't a question of want it or not want it. You're no spring chicken. You're a grown woman with two little young-uns. It's a man you need in the house, Willa Harper.