Deadwood 2x10

1. Horse run trash like that over by accident,

2. still ain't a white man on earth

3. gonna stand up against roping us up, now is there?

4. - John Brown would've. - Psst!

5. Come the fuck from over there now.

6. Sheriff got a kid?

7. And a wife.

8. I sold him the plot they built they house on.

9. Jesus.

10. Mrs. Bullock!

11. Put that tub of guts on the sled.

12. Take him to Joanie Stubbs!

13. Every day since I've been in this camp,

14. white folks shot and stabbing on each other

15. still walking around to do their business.

16. Maybe we could too.

17. Now, the onliest violence we meant

18. was to that stallion's prick,

19. and then to turn an honest dollar.

20. - Closed! - Well, when you re-the-fuck-open,

21. note Jane Cannary, extending stay in camp,

22. asking you to turn out her horse.

23. I'll note it down.

24. - Short Nigger General in there? - No!

25. How about that stud he brought into camp

26. with his cock hanging past his hocks?

27. He ain't here.

28. Congratulations being closed!

29. There goes no one associating me with that horse.

30. I ain't begging them for mercy.

31. I hadn't ought to have to do that.

32. Jesus Christ, Hostetler.

33. It's my fucking choice. I ain't begged and I ain't starting.

34. I'm gonna break your fucking arm if you don't let go of that gun!

35. Let's ride for six hours, Hostetler!

36. Ain't no harm in that.

37. You won't have to beg me once.

38. Hell, if you still want to do it, I'll shoot you.

39. If it come to that, I'll do it myself.

40. He's definitely alive, 'cause being lifted into the cabin,

41. he give a moan out and blood come from his mouth.

42. I told you the state of affairs.

43. As of 15 minutes ago.

44. Run back to the doc's cabin, Johnny!

45. - See the boy again. - Shut up.

46. Maybe since you saw him, he's changed,

47. or the half his chest stove-in may have healed,

48. or his poor broken head.

49. Shut up or I'll throw you out.

50. Sign these documents and leave unharmed.

51. I can't trust that, Mr. Swearengen,

52. being that it's not to your interests.

53. That applies to you most, fucking sitting in that chair

54. distracting my fucking thinking.

55. If I have to come over there, I'll cut your fucking throat for you,

56. pen yet put to paper or not.

57. Half-smart fucking cunt.

58. Bring me Adams' fucking shadow.

59. Fucking Hawkeye.

60. - Ah, that poor boy. - What do you want?

61. The sheriff's tragic preoccupation is also inopportune.

62. Commissioner Jarry returns to Deadwood.

63. How do you know?

64. Believing that Blazanov had borrowed my acacia gum,

65. and as Blazanov was no longer present,

66. as I canvassed his desk for the missing gum,

67. I came across the information by accident.

68. - Telegram from Jarry. - From Crook City.

69. To whose attention?

70. To the separate attentions of Messrs, Wolcott and Tolliver.

71. Ironic, Al, isn't it, that having turned my newspaper

72. to partisan purpose, and in the name of the camp's welfare,

73. within the day, in the name of that good,

74. I progress to betraying without regret

75. the sanctity of private communications?

76. Ah, well.

77. We come to know the truth of our actions

78. only in the protractions of time.

79. - When's the cocksucker arrive? - Next coach, his message said.

80. Unless he's being of aid to Bullock,

81. bring the Jew up here too.

82. Do you think the rumors we floated in "The Pioneer"

83. are what prompt the commissioner's return?

84. Yes.

85. And that wishing to preempt Montana and Wyoming,

86. he means to secure us for Yankton and Dakota.

87. And to sweeten the deal we'll strike,

88. these interests we've fabricated must be given face.

89. And thus the uncharted journey continues.

90. Merrick, please.

91. As we'll be more often in each other's company,

92. when given to utterance of that type...

93. - Mm-hm. - Consider drinking, hmm?

94. They congregate outside Cochran's cabin.

95. They've taken the child there.

96. Well, I wish him well.

97. Shit.

98. Where's Hawkeye?

99. I see, Dan,

100. with the world off its axis,

101. I'm no more to you than a room clerk.

102. Hawkeye, E.B., is he here or fucking not?

103. Not. For three days.

104. Will you have a shine?

105. Leave your shoes while you eat.

106. You see Hawkeye, you grab him and bring him to me.

107. If you leave your dirty clothes, I'll see to them.

108. Did you fucking hear me?

109. - Hawkeye! - Yes.

110. A broken heart does not impair hearing!

111. Did they get that fat bastard to Joanie's?

112. Did her ladyship take him in?

113. Ain't towed him halfway yet, boss, Leon and Con.

114. We got to get a better sled.

115. Less the sled's holdup than Con's.

116. Says he threw a rupture.

117. You go back to that fucking circus act,

118. and tell him to get Mose Manuel to Joanie's

119. or a rupture won't be a tickle to the pain I'll throw at him later!

120. - Commissioner. - Where will I find Sheriff Bullock?

121. His boy had an accident.

122. He's with him at the doc's.

123. - Where is the doc's? - Oh, don't be a fool.

124. Yankton's interests force imposition on Bullock's privacy,

125. as I think, Mr. Wolcott, do your employer's.

126. You'll get a pistol-whipping and not learn a fucking thing.

127. These injuries mortal to earn such commendable deference?

128. Mortal's how I'd be betting.

129. Of course that casts a different light.

130. Very sad for the sheriff and his son.

131. Can that paperman be made sensible?

132. The article's a plant from Swearengen,

133. if that's what you'd want to ask Merrick.

134. That's the beginning of what I want to ask.

135. Don't take much, does it, Commissioner, to get your balls tucked up.

136. They are very sensitive to changes in weather.

137. You feel one coming on?

138. I am a sinner who does not expect forgiveness.

139. But I am not a government official.

140. Al wants to see you at The Gem.

141. - When I can. - No, he didn't say nothing about...

142. - I'm saying. - You're saying what?

143. When I can.

144. Are you getting fucking smart with me?

145. 'Cause I'll lift you up in the air

146. and carry you before the whole goddamn camp

147. like a fucking turtle with its legs wiggling.

148. Oh, hey!

149. Hey! You go on and wait.

150. Hey!

151. Hey, Adams. Where's Hawkeye?

152. I don't know. What did he do?

153. - Al's looking for him. - For what?

154. You're about to take a goddamn beating for every fucking time

155. I've been asked "What for?" Already today.

156. Any chance Al wanted Hawkeye to ask him where I was?

157. I got to take a shit.

158. - Put it off. - Won't be put off.

159. Besides, it ain't the kind that takes that long.

160. I'm waiting. I ain't going back empty-handed.

161. Fine, fuck it. Just keep your distance.

162. Just 'cause I'm looking for a bottle I might have misplaced

163. during my drinking days

164. does not mean if I find a bottle...

165. that I'm going to fucking drink it.

166. Jesus Christ!

167. You, uh...

168. you know whose horse it was?

169. "Whose horse it was" what?

170. You don't bandage him.

171. Mr. Bullock,

172. your frame or mine

173. couldn't withstand a stampeding like that,

174. never mind the unstable one of a boy of William's years.

175. Further, his brain has been hurt to an extent

176. indicated by the loss of control of his eyes.

177. His eye movements are no longer coordinated.

178. Might it be of some comfort,

179. his mother talking to him, for him to hear her voice?

180. It might well.

181. His father's too.

182. Tell your wife that it won't hurt him

183. to put a cloth to his brow.

184. Just stand there?

185. No, build yourself a fucking shrine!

186. No, I mean, should I knock and let Doc know

187. I'm there and then stand the fuck outside?

188. - Yeah, do that. - Thanks, Trixie.

189. The cocksucker upstairs sends his retriever out to collect me

190. with instructions I'm to wait till summoned.

191. I suppose then you should sit the fuck down.

192. And I come, too, and find you

193. like you never left this place to learn your numbers.

194. Did you teaching me make me accountable

195. for my whereabouts the rest of my fucking days?

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

197. Why not wait and find out what he wants?

198. Why don't you tell me?

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

200. Other events have a claim to attention.

201. He knows about other events.

202. Ain't you his fucking lapdog, Trixie!

203. I ain't nobody's fucking lapdog.

204. Hard to think of you coming to learn numbers

205. without its being to his purpose.

206. Any more to that fucking thought?

207. I'll have a fucking drink.

208. Have the horse's piss. It's on fucking special.

209. If you couldn't be of use, he wouldn't have sent for you.

210. I wish I could help you more.

211. I've been walking for two hours.

212. I'm starting to think that place is a fucking mirage.

213. Let me take a turn.

214. Maybe I better not.

215. - He asked to see Hawkeye first. - This is Adams!

216. I know who the fuck it is!

217. So just shut the fuck up and sit down.

218. How do you lay claim to a passable mind while ignoring

219. if I'd wanted to do you in,

220. my inviting the sheriff up here to witness?

221. By not putting it beyond your own mind's quality, Mr. Swearengen,

222. to have enacted the incident in the thoroughfare,

223. which then drew the sheriff away.

224. Have you come to murder me, Silas?

225. I wouldn't turn down the chance.

226. Even swayed at last by my manly composure,

227. you sign in a false hand.

228. Mightn't this be my true hand,

229. and my hand to the hotel register false?

230. Wish I had five like you.

231. I expect that puts you up.

232. Last thing required at a child's sickbed,

233. unlubricated drunk sweating and fucking vomiting.

234. Well, I ain't one for blood, is my worry.

235. Aw, I may be worse hurt than him.

236. In whose keeping would the horse have been?

237. Whose oversight would have let him loose

238. and not have seen him pursued?

239. Every answer lay at the livery.

240. I propose we put in towards a white satin comforter

241. to be presented to the injured boy's mother.

242. "Back in three hours,"

243. scrawled in nigger on a sign pinned to the door.

244. Oh...

245. I wish I'd have caught 'em leaving.

246. Torn-up fucking back and all,

247. wish I'd have seen them run,

248. the pure fucking niggerness of it.

249. Here's Tom.

250. Take that fucking thing outside.

251. Outside with it,

252. leaned somewhere out of sight.

253. Uh, on behalf of all of us,

254. uh, just to say we're sorry.

255. Thank you.

256. Tom Nuttall bears no more responsibility

257. in any fucking way...

258. to the hurt to the sheriff's boy than I do

259. as an innocent fucking helpful bystander!

260. Jungle fucking niggers!

261. Before his present troubles

262. and whilst you pursued your preferred activities,

263. your partner Bullock joined in a campaign

264. to which I hope you will now subscribe.

265. What do you mean my "preferred activities"?

266. Oh, a reference to your people's penchant for money-getting.

267. A poor attempt at wit.

268. - I don't find those funny. - I apologize.

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

270. Oh, Jesus Christ, show me the secret grip that proves my regret

271. and let's be about our fucking business.

272. Will you salt Adams with expertise

273. about Helena's politics and Butte's,

274. to be taken by this cunt commissioner

275. as samplings of a vein of familiarity so rich, wide and deep

276. as to leave this commissioner in no doubt

277. that Montana, stiff-pricked,

278. courted Adams as Deadwood's representative

279. so strenuously towards annexation it forced him to flee,

280. lest he say, "Yes yes, take us now!"

281. And yield the virtue of the camp on the spot?

282. Yeah, I'll school him.

283. Does William Bullock continue unchanged?

284. As to Ellsworth's proposal of marriage,

285. which way do you incline?

286. Do you take us in from on high then, Trixie,

287. and are you privy to all our secrets?

288. Which way?

289. The prospect of Ellsworth in the role of father delights me.

290. If it's fucking him gives you pause,

291. he'd never make you.

292. What gives me pause, having had the experience,

293. is the prospect of marriage without love.

294. Yeah, but when it came to cases,

295. you took that fucking leap.

296. Ellsworth waits on your answer...

297. whatever you await before giving it.

298. Bye-bye.

299. Names and places, Star, as instructed,

300. leaving it to us as to their deployment.

301. Butte has got Montana's gold.

302. Being territorial seat,

303. Helena might well romance us,

304. for balance against Butte.

305. Clark and Daly are the two strongest men in the territory.

306. - Both from Butte? - Both from gold exclusive?

307. Clark started in mercantile, but he's strong in gold now.

308. Any chance they might combine?

309. Hah! They fucking hate each other!

310. - Who's the later arrival? - Daly, from Salt Lake,

311. with Comstock money behind him.

312. Backed with Comstock money, you'd consider his connection to Hearst?

313. What do we know of Clark's ways?

314. - Clark or Daly? - Clark, Star! We can't chance Daly.

315. I don't know Clark's ways or Daly's either.

316. I'm not from fucking Butte, remember?

317. I wonder if Clark's ever been to Helena.

318. Yeah, he's been to Helena.

319. I fucking ate with him once, all right?

320. Don't tell me you might recall

321. what type appetite he exhibited

322. or his preference as to food.

323. Don't tell me we might be fucking getting somewhere.

324. Oh, murder me someone!

325. Quiet.

326. Uh...

327. We slide these under the sled,

328. lever the cocksucker vertical

329. tilt him further forward

330. and drop him on the sofa.

331. Why not just run at him from across the room

332. and stab him with all three pitchforks?

333. Ain't you gonna cut?

334. I have other patients.

335. I choose not to undertake

336. a futile and exhaustive procedure.

337. Guessing through the fat where his heart is,

338. the bullet's lodged too close.

339. I'm still in fucking discomfort, Doc.

340. Nurse him, he's herniated.

341. He's the cardsharp told me about Bill.

342. I'd punch that cocksucker in the balls

343. before I'd cup them for comfort.

344. All right, slim.

345. - Hey, Joanie? - No chance, Leon.

346. The doctor says that the cloth to his brow

347. may comfort William,

348. and being spoken to.

349. If I had kept him in Michigan...

350. Yes.

351. I want to take him home.

352. Doc says better he's not moved.

353. There's no better about it.

354. Is there?

355. What does the doctor tell us to say?

356. Mr. Merrick, might we have a word?

357. You and I, Commissioner Jarry,

358. have nothing whatever to discuss!

359. Seek your conversations elsewhere!

360. I hope that will achieve what the party adjoining us intends.

361. Thank you.

362. So what the fuck do you want with us?

363. Shut up.

364. I hope that even in the gravest of outcomes,

365. the sheriff's crisis could produce

366. the blessing of our reconciliation.

367. I'm listening.

368. Well, then shame the fuck on you!

369. Gentlemen, we are men of experience.

370. Self-interest is immutable,

371. but its dictates vary daily.

372. You talk like you take it up the ass.

373. I do not, my friend Adams, take it up the ass.

374. Don't call me your fucking friend!

375. But I suspect those that do

376. consider that they advance their own interests.

377. Like them, shall we not pursue that which gratifies us mutually?

378. - If you'd calm the fuck down. - I'm the one he insulted.

379. I've got pride if you fucking don't.

380. I've got pride, I just know when to swallow it.

381. Maybe you take it up the ass!

382. Jesus fucking Christ, must I make you leave the room?

383. Gentlemen.

384. Tell him what Bullock had you doing.

385. Tell him...

386. what you were doing in Montana.

387. Any turn here,

388. come get me at the Chez Amis.

389. - Sure, Doc. - I'll be operating on a whale.

390. It strains credulity.

391. The imagination balks.

392. I sit here, right, and he calls me a fucking liar?

393. No one is calling you a liar, Mr. Adams.

394. In fact, I'm sure even you would agree,

395. the idea of a man conducting the business of his territory

396. - from the back room of a restaurant... - The Stonehouse!

397. The Stonehouse...

398. offering a bounty for the allegiance of others

399. while wearing a bag over his head.

400. I won't pretend it didn't strike me strange.

401. Maintaining anonymity, clearly,

402. while forming an impression of Adams.

403. The mind imagines other paths to the purpose.

404. I'm giving less and less a fuck

405. for what you strain and balk at too.

406. Apart from what the bag bespeaks of the wearer,

407. what concerns me is their offer for your support.

408. Ask me what ought to concern us... is the offer fucking real?

409. We turn the camp toward Montana, $50,000 ain't unreasonable.

410. Though anyone can bandy numbers.

411. What's unreasonable is fucking Bullock's quote on his cut.

412. Clark would have the 50,

413. but was the man really speaking for Clark?

414. Consider another alternative.

415. What if it was Clark who was speaking?

416. Why would a representative of Clark, unknown to Adams,

417. therefore unrecognizable, never to meet him again,

418. conceal his identity beneath a bag?

419. Maybe he had open sores.

420. Clark knew you would be able to recognize him from photographs,

421. or at least it was a risk he might not want to take.

422. Anyways.

423. If Deadwood could grant an interval

424. before answering Montana's offer,

425. I will convey my impressions to Yankton

426. and learn whether they wish to counter.

427. I have no objection.

428. Though I speak only for myself.

429. Mr. Swearengen, you are far too modest.

430. Gentlemen.

431. What just happened?

432. We knocked the cocksucker up.

433. And soon he will find himself delivering.

434. - The 50? - Elections.

435. I wonder how that boy is doing.

436. Ain't my department.

437. You could put yourself to more distance.

438. I'm scared to go off in the dark.

439. I can't piss when I'm scared.

440. What about Oregon, Hostetler?

441. You could be my apprentice.

442. Carry love notes from pot-gut shitheads

443. to those fat-ass women that they keep on the side.

444. I'm gonna catch that son-of-a-bitch and take him back to camp.

445. That could bring about some killing.

446. Kill the horse, that's on them.

447. I guess it's their right.

448. But they ain't gonna get to kill me.

449. 'Cause when it comes to them cases, you'll blow your own fucking head off,

450. and once you've cheated those white cocksuckers,

451. won't they just roll around and gnash their teeth?

452. What d'you mean "cheat"?

453. "God damn, Hostetler beat us.

454. He done come out victorious with his fucking head blowed off."

455. I ain't never cheated no white cocksucker in my life.

456. For that matter, no nigger either.

457. They ain't hung you yet, Hostetler.

458. And maybe they won't even get the chance.

459. But they sure have made you crazy with pride.

460. A man that did go back to tell his part...

461. and brought the horse that he set loose...

462. to them that he caused to suffer,

463. paid respect for the pain that he couldn't fix...

464. now if'n... if'n it happened...

465. that they forgive him,

466. so he didn't have to do to hisself

467. what he wouldn't let be done to him...

468. well then, I guard,

469. that man might think,

470. setting forth afterwards

471. with whatever fucking loudmouth went along with him...

472. that if he made it to Oregon alive...

473. the two of them might open a livery.

474. Then let's find that fucking horse.

475. Back among friends.

476. With what increase in knowledge?

477. Mr. Merrick proved reticent,

478. so I made a call to The Gem Saloon,

479. where Swearengen and that young cutthroat Adams...

480. Yankton's young cutthroat times past,

481. if memory don't deceive.

482. Adams, as it happens, had just returned from Helena.

483. He was sent there by Swearengen in order to hear from Montana

484. an offer to annex this camp.

485. It emerges further that, pretensions to holiness notwithstanding,

486. your Sheriff Bullock is the courtship's go-between.

487. There's all kind of sense in that...

488. Bullock bedding down with Swearengen,

489. being as they just nearly killed each other.

490. Might not greed and enmity in Bullock

491. be served by passing on to Swearengen

492. an overture beneficial to Bullock's pocket,

493. requiring of Swearengen the demeaning business of filling it?

494. What did the Helena conversations produce?

495. An offer of 50,000 for Swearengen to back Montana.

496. He's losing his belly for the grift.

497. I'd have said they offered 100.

498. Impossible, certainly, to know what offer was made,

499. and if made, would be honored by Montana in the act.

500. Will they entertain other offers?

501. That Swearengen traffics in bribes, I testify to firsthand.

502. That your employer is a man of means,

503. you have amply demonstrated.

504. Swearengen putting himself up for auction,

505. and as he has not hitherto

506. without the stipulation of local appointments,

507. is the development of consequence.

508. Let the Montana offer be real or a fraud of his concoction,

509. Swearengen is certainly real.

510. Your employer will have to decide

511. whether he wants to pay Swearengen

512. and not quibble over his pumping the price.

513. And let those who are dismayed over the enlistment of Swearengen

514. recall that combat makes comrades, and be resigned.

515. Biggest fish I ever seen landed, Commissioner.

516. Did I say that resigned enough?

517. Had Swearengen word of Bullock's boy?

518. It's surprising which comrades will show up sentimental.

519. Trixie asked me to thank you for finding

520. her error in numbers this afternoon.

521. Ducks have landed on the Spearfish Pond.

522. Father's eager to hear you sound your calls.

523. Hear you calling them in.

524. I'm proud of the calls you've made.

525. I've much enjoyed showing you how to make them.

526. Now you make them better than I do.

527. Thank you for caring for your mother...

528. at times when I'm away.

529. It's a comfort to know you are with her.

530. I am much pleased now that we all can be together.

531. I am so much pleased, William.

532. As is your father.

533. Calling ducks...

534. and your garden...

535. helping your mother,

536. and that we love you.

537. Rest now, William.

538. We'll rest and rise together.

539. Account for yourself, Richardson.

540. I'm praying for the sheriff's boy.

541. To the god of antlers and hooves?

542. It protected Mrs. Garret when she walked alone at night.

543. I'm asking it to bless his journey.

544. Pray away then, moron, for all the harm you will do.

545. But leave off when the guests ascend.

546. Why ain't you among the circumcised?

547. The day saw advances, Trixie.

548. None miraculous.

549. Where's the gimp?

550. On watch outside Cochran's.

551. Why not stand with her?

552. Oh no... gimp.

553. Can't hold the cup.

554. The hoof hits just one inch to the right,

555. the boy's pain is gone,

556. they don't have to watch him suffer.

557. I doubt he's omniscient.

558. I know he's myopic.

559. Why don't you concentrate on the fucking task at hand?

560. Go on!

561. Hold this.

562. Now...

563. we may not be able to find the bullet

564. in and amongst the adipose tissue.

565. Or, finding it, we may not be able to remove it...

566. or, removing it, to avoid killing him.

567. I guess we could give it a fucking whirl.

568. My name is Cramed.

569. I heard a boy was trampled and like to die.

570. You look familiar.

571. I came last year to hustle dice,

572. took sick with plague. I-I minister now in Lead.

573. How's the new racket pay?

574. Knowing this camp's without a minister,

575. I come to be on call to the family.

576. Shall I ask elsewhere or will you tell me their name?

577. Bullock. Their boy is at Cochran's cabin.

578. Thank you.

579. $2 a room if you're staying over.

580. - I may. - 50¢ off for clergy.

581. $6 extra if they set up for dice in the room.

582. Avoid looking left as you exit,

583. if idolatry offends you.

584. Good evening, Richardson.

585. I will take the air very briefly.

586. I've left my door ajar,

587. indicating my trust for you,

588. which you've well earned in days past,

589. escorting me so reliably.

590. Will you stand in the hallway above

591. so that you may answer if Sofia wakes and calls out?

592. Um, "Your mother is just away, Sofia,

593. very, very soon to return,

594. and... and all is well."

595. Yes, ma'am.

596. Perhaps without going inside,

597. as this might frighten her.

598. Yes.