Sol Star quotes from Deadwood

That man is a lunatic. High water he never made much sense, but now? He just utters pure gibberish.

Sol Star

Did he look pale to you?

What?

Sol Star

Did he seem pale?

How the fuck do I know if he was pale?

Sol Star

He looked pale to me.

What if he was? Let's say he was. Will you shut up about it? What is my part, and your part? [mocking] "What part of my part is your part? Is my foot your knee? What about your ear?" What the fuck is that?

Sol Star

Yeah, I don't know.

What don't you know? If he was pale or not?

Sol Star

What you're supposed to do.

I'm not supposed to do anything! Let's agree to that. Not one fucking thing that I don't decide I'm gonna. All right, Sol?

Sol Star

All right. [Bullock begins to walk away] Suspenders.

God damn it! If I kill the droop-eyed son of a bitch and my part's getting hanged for it, good luck with the fucking store.

Sol Star

All right.

I will write to Martha and see it posted. You look out after that widow.

Sol Star

All right, Seth.

Can I impose on you to pack a bag for me to cut down on the cocksucker's head start?

Sol Star

Be ready for you when you ride out.

Thanks, Sol.

S1 The Trial of Jack McCall

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A.W. Merrick

How many memories, fond to their recollection, have their setting in that tight little dining room?

Yeah, well it's fucked now.

Anyways, we gotta open soon.

A.W. Merrick

Who would argue that the venue was the cause of these happy memories, nor the bill of fare? The bitter coffee, the rancid bacon, those stale biscuits that were tomb and grave to so many insects. No, gentlemen, it was the meandering conversation, the lingering with men of character - some of whom are walking with me now - that was such pleasure to experience, and such a joy now to recall.

Sol Star

Good of you to say, Mr. Merrick.

Yeah… back atcha, as far as… that goes.

Yeah.

S1 Mister Wu

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Don't you think I don't understand. I mean, what can anyone of us ever really fuckin' hope for, huh? Except for a moment here and there with a person who doesn't want to rob, steal or murder us? At night, it may happen. Sun-up, one person against the fuckin' wall, the other may hop on the fuckin' bed trusting each other enough to tell half the fucking truth. Everybody needs that. Becomes precious to 'em. They don't want to see it fucked with.

Sol

I won't pay.

S1 Jewel's Boot Is Made For Walking

You pay… or she pays. No home visits. Do your visiting on the premises, five. [Sol slides five coins across the bar] Seven for an ass-fuck.

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That man's not here to help his daughter, he's looking to root at her claim. You went to see that whore again?

Sol Star

I guess she had to account for her being outside, Swearengen sent for me to pay him his fee. I guess she told him where she'd been.

It might have been me he found out from, Sol, 'cause I'm sometimes that stupid.

Sol Star

You think it could have been you?

I'm sure it was, speaking without thinking, justifying being in his place.

Sol Star

Being you'd been ousted from your own.

I was hot seeing that tinhorn Stapleton getting installed as sheriff, and I used poor fucking judgment.

Sol Star

Sorry Mrs. Garret's pa turns out a shitheel.

S1 Jewel's Boot Is Made For Walking

Cold enough world without gettin' gone against by your own.

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Sol Star

I'm guessing you've done things today you wish you could amend.

What kind of man have I become, Sol?

Sol Star

I don't know. The day ain't fucking over.

S1 Sold Under Sin

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Swearengen said the county commissioners are all from Yankton.

Sol Star

When was this?

Just before we hit the mud. It's wrong the hills get no representation.

Sol Star

Even in an Eden like this, wrongs sometimes occur.

S2 New Money

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Sol Star

Guidance for me, before you turn to your numbers?

Tread lightly, who lives in hope of pussy.

S2 E.B. Was Left Out

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Sol Star

The cocksucker upstairs sends his retriever out to collect me with instructions I'm to wait 'till summoned.

I suppose then you should sit the fuck down.

Sol Star

And I come, too, and find you like you never left tihs place to learn your numbers.

Did you teaching me make me accountable for my whereabouts the rest of my fucking days?

Sol Star

If he wants me, he can fucking come find me.

Why not wait and find out what he wants?

Sol Star

Why don't you tell me yourself?

Because I don't know that, Mr. Star.

Sol Star

Other events have a claim to attention.

He knows about other events.

Sol Star

And ain't you his fucking lapdog, Trixie!?

I ain't nobody's fucking lapdog.

Sol Star

Hard to think, even, of you coming to learn numbers without its being to his purpose.

Any more to that fucking thought?

Sol Star

I'll have a fucking drink.

S2 Advances, None Miraculous

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Before his present troubles and whilst you pursued your preferred activities, your partner Bullock joined in a campaign to which I hope you will now subscribe.

Sol Star

What do you mean my, "preferred activities"?

Oh, a reference to your people's penchatn for money-getting. A poor attempt at wit.

Sol Star

I don't find those funny.

I apologize.

Sol Star

If you want my help, don't insult me.

Oh, Jesus Christ, show me the secret grip that proves my regret and let's be about our fucking business.

S2 Advances, None Miraculous

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The bank's founder and president, Chief Officer as well, of air-headed smugness and headlong plunges unawares into the fucking abyss.

Sol Star

I don't understand.

You wouldn't. You're too fucking healthy-minded. You'll sit here waiting for me to materialize from a piece of fucking furniture and think the world is normal.

S3 A Two-Headed Beast

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One thing: if he knew it was coming, Bill [Hickock] was not shy of drawing first.

Sol

Seth locked up Hearst instead of that.

Oh, I get it.

Sol

What does that mean?

It means, Mr. Star, after leading him by the ear through camp for all to fucking see, Seth installs Hearst in a cell adjoining a man he's had killed, that the knife still protrudes out of his chest. And as much as me and Hearst conversed, I made him address my ass. So do let's don't pretend Hearst will feel he was treated legal or civilized, or that his business with us is finished. Hearst is fucking coming. Bringing us back to Bill and doing unto others first. Which ought maybe include a visit to Hearst's fucking diggings. And his muscle you fail to murder before they arouse? You bring to chase you to camp, Judas goat the cocksuckers, for Swearengen's men and Tolliver's to mow down from fucking ambush while we're up seeing to Hearst.

Sol

There'll be nothing left of the camp.