Cricket: Fishin' ain't seems to be right. I been fishin' all day and catch heap of fish 'en I try to catch coota but I ain't ketch 'em. Everything look wrong and everything been wrong. The water ain't look right, an' the sky ain't look right, an' I ain't like the soun' in the trees, soun' like de win' come theu de tree, soun' like I hear a voice, an' dey ain't no voice an' dey ain't no win', an' everywhere I go, everywhere I look I think I see sumpen an' dey ain't nuthen. Every cypress tree look like it guin raise up an' walk off or say somethin'. Dey is all kind of noise everywhere, an' dey ain't no noise. De sky look yaller an' de water look yaller. Everything look yaller an' it ain't yaller. Everything look like a sturbance an' it ain't no sturbance. I ain't know wuh it is, but it feel like sumpen guin bus' loose an' I look over on a log an' I see a lot of yaller bellies, an' while I look I see a man put he han' up out de water an' lif' hesself up on de log. Look like he stoop over an' he head ben' down, an' I see him stretch heself an' draw heself up, an' I get a little closer, an' I look and it ain't a man, it a coota, an' I know a yaller belly don't get dat big, an' it ain't no other kind of coota sets on a log, an' I gets closer an' de big coota steps off de log an' wey he steps in de water he don' make no stirbance an' he don't make no soun'. He don't make no riffle, an' de water smooth as glass, an' I looks at de little yallow bellies an' dey ain't dere, an' I turns roun' wid my boat an' as I pass out I see a lizzard run in a hollow tree an' he turn roun' an' peep out an open he mout' and laugh, an' I ain't know if he a lizzard, an' I ain't know if he laugh, en I come out, an' I feel like I ain't livin'.
Peter: I ain't never think too much of fishin' here in de Big Cypress.
Voice: Wuh make?
Peter: Everything you see here ain't sumpen. Everything you hear ain't sumpen. It ain't natural. Cricket ain't see no coota, but Cricket see a man. Dat man was ole Man Rouse. Ole Man Rouse wuh a white man, an' he live in slavery-time. He ain't