The nigger I appointed to dine with does not appear.
S3A Rich Find
S3Unauthorized Cinnamon
I knocked holes in these walls. Confinement gives me the fidgets.
OOdell
Set yourself up comfortable.
Let me confide as well, Odell, that when people only say to me with other words what I have just said to them, I quickly grow impatient.
Gold is every man's opportunity. Why do I make that argument? Because every defect in a man and in others a way of taking him. Our agreement that gold has value gives us power to rise above.
OOdell
Fond as you are of my mother, without that gold I showed you, I don't expect we'd be out here talking.
That is correct. And for your effrontery at our meal a moment ago, I'd have seen you shot or hanged without second thought. The value I gave the gold restrained me, you see? your utility in connection to it. And because of my gold those at the other tables deferred to my restraint. Gold confers power. Power comes to any man who has the color.
Fuck confidentiality of communication.
Why not fuck a woman instead?
Hope to, eventually.
I hate these places, Odell, because the truth that I know, the promise that I bring, the necessities I'm prepared to accept make me outcast. Isn't that foolish? Isn't that foolishness? An old man disabused long ago of certain yearnings and hopes as to how he would be held by his fellows, and yet I weep.
[to Doc] Jesus Christ! The fucking gimp finds something useful to do in the fucking brace you made her. Do you think you could treat "Being Johnny" -- always struggling to fashion a fuckin' thought? Every fucking night, I, that could cut a throat and sleep the sleep of the just, spend six fucking wakings trying to fill a piss-pot with my dribble and wondering when I got to be so old. [throws swatches down to Doc] Pick a fucking swatch for a spit rag, use the others for masks, and go about your fucking business. I ain't learning a new doc's quirks!
[Reading a letter written by Sheriff Bullock] "It becomes my painful duty to inform you that Pasco Carwen was killed earlier this week. His body was found in the road. It was not mutilated in any way. His death seems to have been instantaneous as he was stabbed through the heart. Pasco's funeral occurred today and was attended by coworkers and friends who all shared the same high opinion of him. Everything was done by kind hands that was possible under the circumstances, and a Christian burial was given him. I was not personally acquainted with Mr. Carwen, save for one encounter where he demonstrated grief and deep compassion at the passing of a friend. I knew him by reputation as an earnest worker and a diligent believer in right and wrong. His memory I am sure will always be with those who knew and loved him, among whose number I imagine you as first. A letter from you, which I found in his tent, causes me to convey this sad intelligence to you." [Pause] What shall I do with this, Mr. Bullock?
What the fuck is your paper for? You publish that letter, as witness!
[Reading a telegram for Hearst about an order for 25 "bricks"] Do you believe, Mr. Swearengen, Mr. Hearst orders more bricks?
No. What do you believe?
I believe he orders more humans --
Reinforcements.
[Angrily thumps the table] To do harm! [Gestures to Merrick] As we saw on our walk! Leave to die in a country strange to them, men apart from their families, working to give them support! Fuck confidentiality of communications!
Why not fuck a woman instead?
I hope so, eventually.
S3Leviathan Smiles
I'm to take you for majestically neutral?
I'd make the less exalted claim, as a journalist, of keeping my opinions to myself.
You are less majestically neutral than cloaking your cowardice in principle?
I can only answer perhaps, Mr. Hearst, events have not yet disclosed to me all that I am.
SShaughnessy
I'll not have vile affections, or uncleaness, on these premises. Find my specific meaning at Romans 1:24-6.
[drawing over Shaughnessy's biblical quote placard] Fuck yourself, with a fist-punch up your ass, today at the present moment! [punches Shaughnessy in the gut]
Cause I'm a nigger, Doc, that don't care what stands or falls.
Hostetler was too.
Hostetler was taller than me.
You say it weren't an ass fuck, I believe you.
I've had a wire... says your statement is true, far as having worked as a lawman. Not asking why you put the work aside, I'll say only some that do find themselves ready and uniquely able to work the other side of the street. Some do that. I took the badge off myself once; without losing my impulse to beat on certain types.
WEWyatt Earp
Though, that seems never to go.
[on seeing a gang of Pinkertons ride into camp] Take them amateurs off the fucking sugar tit. Mr. Hearst brought the pros to town.
S3Amateur Night
You will not mistake the newspaper man: he looks like a... big turtle.
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