When he ain't lyin', Al's the most honourable man you'll ever meet.
“Tell Him Something Pretty” · Season 3
In this episode: Al Swearengen (2), Seth Bullock (2), Charlie Utter (2), George Hearst (1), Johnny Burns (1), Silas Adams (1), Samuel Fields (1)
Have the gold seen to [Alma's] bank, Newman. Have its purity assayed. Let her or her seconds choose the man. When that tedium is completed, have the documents witnessed as though we were all of us Jews. And bring the business back to me. [turns to leave] Excuse my absence, Mr. Star, as I hope you'll forgive my thoughtless aspersion on your race. [Sol nods.] You stand for local office, but some contests being countywide, I await wires from the other camps. [holds the door open and Alma turns to leave. Hearst sniffs as she passes by.] You've changed your scent.
Can't shut up! Every bully I ever met can't shut his fuckin' mouth... except when he's afraid.
You mistake for fear, Mr. Bullock, what is in fact preoccupation. I'm having a conversation you cannot hear.
Right to vote shall not be abridged or denied... [drinks]... on account of race or color or condition of previous servitude. 15th Amendment to the U.S. Constitution, ratified 1870, law of the land thereafter, including territories.
They got something about niggers not waiting their turn?
Not that I'm aware of.
Oh, you ain't aware of it? Then I guess you'll want this white man voting first?
What's a few minutes more?
The nigger was before him.
No he wasn't.
I guess you're blind and stupid.
I believe I'll vote later.
Fuck if you will. Get your nigger ass back in line.
[to Fields] You'd better be walking him home afterwards. [pulls on his collar and gags]
You'd better see to that yourself, ‘cause if he don't make it, you'll be eating your spuds runnin' till I hunt you the fuck down.
[talking to the Indian head in the box] This fuckin' place is gonna be a fuckin' misery. Every fuckin' one of them, every fuckin' time I walk by, "Ooh, how could you? How could you?" With their big fuckin' cow eyes. The entire fuckin' gaggle of ‘em is gonna have to bleed and quit before we can even hope for peace. What's the fuckin' alternative? I ain't fuckin' killing her that sat nights with me sick and takin' slaps to her mug that were some less than fuckin' fair. I should have fuckin' learned to use a gun, but I'm too fuckin' entrenched in my ways. And you ain't exactly the one to be levelin' criticisms on the score of being slow to adapt. You fuckin' people are the original slow fuckin' learners!
You done fuckin' good.
I did fuckin' nothin'.
That's often the tough one, in aid of the larger purpose.
Which is layin' head to pillow and not confusin' yourself with a sucker?
Far as I ever get.
'Cause that's gonna be a project tonight.
Referring to Jen, who was murdered in place of Trixie] Did she suffer?
I was gentle as I was able, and that's the last we'll fuckin' speak of it. [Johnny wanders off] Wants me to tell him somethin' pretty.
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