Alma Garret quotes from Deadwood

[on her claim] Is the technical term "bonanza"? [Seth nods] It's a bonanza, Mr. Farnum.

Alma Garret

We do love each other. Our being together ought not to seem so outlandish a proposition. Except for every other single thing.

Alma Garret

I've wished sometimes only to play checkers or to occupy myself some other way than having to see and feel so much sadness, or feel every moment how difficult things are, to understand or to live with. I've sometimes felt I couldn't live with them, but I find I can, Sofia. I've found I am, even when I think I'm not or that I can't. Can you look to me now, Sofia? Can you try? I will be so grateful if you will trust me with your sadness, and I will trust you with mine, so that even when we are sad we will be grateful for how much we love each other, and know that we are in the world as much in our pain as in our happiness.

If I'm stooped when next you see me, Alma, it won't be worry weighing me down, but bags of our recovered gold.

Alma Garret

If you wish to see more of the West let's leave now and see it, or else return back to New York. I don't think we should linger here.

Wild Bill Hickok

You know the sound of thunder, don't you, Mrs. Garrett?

Of course.

Wild Bill Hickok

Can you imagine that sound if I asked you to?

Yes I can, Mr. Hickok.

Wild Bill Hickok

' Your husband and me had this talk, and I told him to head home to avoid a dark result. But I didn't say it in thunder. Ma'am, listen to the thunder.

Doc Cochran

I don't know if this is the time for you to stop takin' this laudanum, Mrs. Garrett.

Alma Garret

What a pleasant surprise, doctor. To hear you admit the limits of your knowledge.

I like you.

Alma

Thank you, Richardson.

You're purdy.

Alma

Thank you very much. And probably that's all either of us needs to say on that subject ever again.

Alma Garret

[regarding Sofia] You frighten her.

Al Swearengen

I have that effect.

Alma Garret

I think specifically it was your plotting against her life.

Al Swearengen

I'd take tea

Alma Garret

What do you wish to discuss?

Al Swearengen

The child's tutor you recently sacked..

Alma Garret

Miss Isringhausen?

Al Swearengen

She's a Pinkerton.

Alma Garret

I don't find that credible.

Al Swearengen

That's the way they like it. Your husband's family chartered the agency to pin his dying on you so when you're jailed or hanged they can bag your gold.

Alma Garret

How do you support this contention?

Al Swearengen

Oh, she's come to me, and wants to give me money to confirm what she says you confessed: that you hired me to kill him.

Alma Garret

How much have they offered?

Al Swearengen

50,000

Alma Garret

And how much do you ask of me as commission to tell the truth?

Al Swearengen

I don't like the Pinkertons. They're muscle for the bosses, as if the bosses ain't got enough edge...

Alma Garret

So you'd side with me on principle?!

Al Swearengen

Now I'll finish my fucking sentence.

Alma Garret

Excuse me.

Al Swearengen

I don't like the Pinkertons. Being the Hearst combine and their fucking ilk got their eyes on taking over here, your staying suits my purpose.

Alma Garret

My beliefs about you have to do with your soul, which I feel is cold and ungenerous, unless you are a counterfeit. And if you are a counterfeit, the deception comes so naturally, I'd credit its source in such a soul.. meaning, cold and ungenerous, and as capable of counterfeit.. manipulative and treacherous as well.

Who can you think I am, Mrs. Garret? I, a poor working?

Alma Garret

You are not.

I only hope your high wroth, ma'am, don't bespeak some affair gone amiss.. I hope to Christ not involving Mr. Bullock. Even under such duress, you oughtn't presume to strike me. For who do you take me then? For who do you mistake me?

Alma Garret

I mistake you for no one, Miss Isringhausen, and I know you for a fact.

All right then, Mrs. Garret. You've had your fit of temper, get the fuck back to your room.

Whatever's toward what he wants. Not a flying fuck if it's true or how fucking soaked in blood.

Alma

That talk serves no purpose.

What talk to a murderer does?

Hearst

I'd not be insulted in my own rooms, Mr. Ellsworth.

Where shall we go for me to do it?