With the cold, gray dawn, and a voice from the death house singing Swing Low, Sweet Chariot, and the body twisting slowly, slowly in the wind. I don't have to tell you.
11 seconds sound clip from the The Front Page (1974) movie soundboard.
You can hear this line at 00:10:28 in the Blu-ray version of the movie.
Quote context
[...]
- At 7:56, we re-plate the front page.
- At 8:12, the presses start rolling and at 8:47, you're out in the street with an extra. How's that?
- Walter, you'll either get the Pulitzer Prize or a year in the clink.
- You and me both, we're in this together.
- Now, what I want is about 1,200 words. You know, lots of atmosphere.
- Last words? You want some last words? I'll give you some last words. I quit.
- A guy about to be hung? No. He wouldn't say that.
- No, me. I quit. I'm resigning. Effective immediately.
- I'm not gonna work for the Tribune.
- Damn right. Nobody walks out on Walter Burns.
- Or any newspaper. I'm getting married.
[...]