Shall I accompany as your second? My obvious unsuitability might confuse him.
“Full Faith and Credit” · Season 3
In this episode: Al Swearengen (2), Steve (2), Hostetler (2), Charlie Utter (1), Silas Adams (1), Jack Langrishe (1), Joanie Stubbs (1)
Nigger General and Hostetler brung that horse back to camp that got away from ‘em and trampled the Sheriff's boy.
Is that so?
Wherever the two of them was, I guess they didn't feel their lives were in enough danger.
I did not shame myself. I keep an open mind in that area. Kid yourself about your behaviour, you'll never learn a fuckin' thing. I knew it was comin' too. Fuckin' Captain, holdin' me down. I knew what the fuck was next.
DDolly
When he chopped off your finger?
He didn't chop off my finger! Hearst chopped my fuckin' finger off; the other fuck held me down! They hold you down, y-you can't get at 'em to help yourself. Fuckin' cold in here anyway, isn't it?
DDolly
You want a blanket?
If I do I'll put it round me, you ain't boss of the fuckin' bedclothes! They hold you down from behind. Then you wonder why you're helpless. How the fuck could you not be?
DDolly
I don't like it either.
Another one that held me down, that fuckin' Proctor when I tried to get to that ship. He fuckin' held me, fuckin' wouldn't let me go. Fuckin' in my mind, y'see, she was being restrained, couldn't get back off, that had got on the boat to fuckin' New Orleans to go suck prick in Georgia. She changed her mind, and I was bein' restrained by that fat, bastard orphanage Proctor! Anyway, that's it, that's the end of it, that's the fuckin' conclusion ... CHRIST, I'D'VE WISHED TO- [catches himself] Though probably she'd'a thrown be overboard anyway, but I'd'a wished to get to that fuckin' ship. But I was bein' restrained. I couldn't get from where she'd left me. He held me to that bed, her callin' from the ship that had changed her mind.
Dolly [quietly]: I don't like it either.
No, huh? ... What?
DDolly
When they hold you down.
I guess I do that, huh, with your fuckin' hair?
DDolly
No
No?... Well, bless you for a fuckin' fibber.
Where the fuck have you been?
I was looking for someone whose name you told me never to say again.
Amongst further instructions including not to look for him when he's fucking disappeared.
Well, I held off saying where I was.
I can repose no truth in someone who traffics with that type douche bag.
I don't think Hawkeye's a douche bag. [Al slaps him]
Who you believe you can salvage, Adams, is the douche bag you must avoid and no effort of yours can preclude at some point finding past help. And you yourself, being his consort in similar fucking straits. And all the energies I've poured into you gone for naught. I vow on that fucking subject, I find you dead 'cause of him I'll kick your corpse in the ear for the waste of my fucking time.
Anyways, what'd you want?
I've named you to represent me in my dealings with fucking Hearst. Tolliver too, in that connection.
Tolliver in connection with Hearst?
As he's put us in tandem, fucking Hearst.
You and Tolliver?
If I sought an echo, Adams, I'd now be addressing a fucking mountain. I'm in waters I don't know, nor soundings I can take. To bring me the knowledge I need, my second needs to seem capable of disloyalty.
If that's supposed to be a compliment, thanks.
Which is to say, being loyal he can forego loyalty's display. Like not searching out a friend who don't want to be found, just hoping he makes his way back, hmm?
How's Dan gonna take your choosing me?
That's my fucking problem to deal with.
First off, I thank you for lookin' to the Livery.
You'll talk to me through you (Bullock) or you won't get any fuckin' response.
I'm grateful for the care you gave the animals.
Now, wait until he translates from ape!
I was answerable to the horse that trampled his boy, camp being stirred up. If I lingered to make my arrangements, I don't think I would have lived to catch that horse.
Ain't that the purest form of nigger logic. He runs! He blames the white man! And then he comes back, and he treats 'em like dirt. Hey, when I can I start working for you, you fuckin' monkey-ape! Why don't you start jumpin' up and down, and pounding your chest!
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