1. Jesus Christ!
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but Wu stay put!
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3. Wu!
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4. Wu! Wait a minute, Wu!
I will fucking drop you!
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5. Wu, get with me here!
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6. - Exactly because
of this bullshit!
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7. - Or I'll blow your tall Chinese head off!
Hey, Davey, open the door!
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8. Thank you.
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9. Mmm.
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Mr. Tolliver.
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went at it.
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one dead apiece.
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did Wu reappear?
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he just fucking materialized.
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he ain't by his sty.
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there he is.
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by ax... Lee's man.
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- From Lee's pistol.
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after each other like stags
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into The Gem.
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24. - Drags Wu into The Gem?
- Burns does, yes sir,
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from The Gem, as well?
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the dollar in with...
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George Hearst to camp, sir.
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don't know better
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on the outside looking in.
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reading scripture
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at the Grand Central
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and who he's doing it with.
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fucking melancholy about that creature.
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to control himself
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in fucking business!
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- Shut the fuck up, Wu!
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the tribal requirements are?
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act for a week,
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from fucking dominoes or the like.
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our fucking business!
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at gunpoint,
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- I'm sorry.
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I trusted you, Johnny,
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an onset of diarrhea.
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to the task.
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has been captured by my employee.
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I'd like a word with him
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with the Chink in my custody.
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68. - But you'd like it here?
- Don't you be setting terms, E.B.
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to want the look-around.
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in the whore's quarters.
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a fucking guard on him...
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you incompetent fucks!
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he escaped on, Al.
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be willing, Mr. Bullock,
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of the camp's children?
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I'd be delighted.
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upset them either.
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by schooling itself.
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of wearing mourning
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them with...
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make them afraid.
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want to lose him.
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Francis?
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of the important finds.
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coming in from the Ophir.
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the ground tiled and leveled.
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is not placed to obstruct operations.
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contested in coming months.
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102. To act now would buy
the contest and not the find.
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103. All this fiddle fucking around
is tactical back-and-forth.
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Mr. Hearst.
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we should be full bore inside the week.
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106. Getting it out of the ground,
that's what I love.
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the acquisitions, Francis.
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at the operation this morning?
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I'm conceding to my back.
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he stepped out of a specimen box.
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for interrupting your repast.
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118. I'm E.B. Farnum,
mayor and hotelier.
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George Hearst.
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Mr. Hearst.
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a digestive crisis
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its expression.
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124. What's next...
pink fucking panties or something?
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125. Jesus Christ. Jesus Christ.
I can't fucking do it.
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at one of those pans.
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127. Not now. Tomorrow I'll
make you a price.
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128. This is the prospective groom
for today's prospective wedding
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129. and I'm going to wait on him
now in privacy.
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130. Oh, I'm surprised
you have any trade left,
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- Oh...
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in particular.
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the fucking tailor says.
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they ain't.
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where they might be,
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ain't what comes to my mind.
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in New York City,"
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that means.
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not wearing them?
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the dromedary to its knees.
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147. Christ.
I'm in mortal misery.
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Davey?
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Mr. Swearengen.
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152. - I wasn't invited.
- I was, not that I'm going.
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for her first husband's death,
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to her wedding.
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155. Guess it's no accounting
for why people do things.
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- Hmm.
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in a future fight
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fucking dubious combat.
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into people's heads?
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says "Amen."
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I was being funny.
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166. No no no. Don't be fucking funny
with me, Davey.
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your train of thought.
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to fuck up my fucking plans?
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is the last you draw.
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174. - Go ahead.
- I need to breathe.
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176. I fucking fell asleep, sir,
on my fucking watch over the Chinaman.
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to let him go?
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178. No, I feel off to sleep
from the holding of three jobs.
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fucking bastard!
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181. - Don't fall asleep, Davey, hmm?
- No, sir.
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fall asleep on it.
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That's Mr. Swearengen.
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an impressive contingent.
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187. - Would you be Mr. Hearst?
- Yes, sir.
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How do you do?
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Mr. Swearengen.
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to my quarters.
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191. - Your kill, sir?
- Who?
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I'm a fucking terrible shot.
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up above?
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no fucking indignities.
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up my fucking asshole.
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201. Half my waking hours are spent
trying to pass water.
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to my office!
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to Mr. Hearst.
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balcony doors open,
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cross draft in the summer.
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in Mexico.
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must be oppressive.
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how old they are.
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for me, Wu has.
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among his own.
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against your Chink
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that he's irrational.
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the man he tried to kill,
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in several camps.
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and off with fucking Wu's head!
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on the cause of it too...
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"Set the bodies ablaze,
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This one being longer in the tooth...
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custom holds stronger
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- What bodies, Mr. Swearengen?
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for your workers.
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the corpses save cargo space
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of their bones
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which, as I gather,
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fucking chance at the afterlife...
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terrifying the unburned here.
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- Fucking nothing of it.
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of the color once found?
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- I fucking hope so.
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at something that's only a hobby.
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are in wild places, which I prefer.
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with my predecessors
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the color...
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with you hugely successful types.
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to the camp,
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provided me elsewhere,
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to using them.
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the fucking essential?
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original Chink.
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were his imports.
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the explosions,
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in laundries or kitchens.
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- Very little English.
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Say "cocksucker," Wu.
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that's all I've heard him use.
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- Shut up.
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and mine,
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some demonstration
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my final choice.
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- That's a fucking mining term.
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I've heard.
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its import and context.
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Mr. Swearengen.
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meeting you, Mr. Hearst.
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and offer him up in sacrifice!
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your weapons
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demonstration.
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fucking time, Jewel,
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of fucking blood!
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stand still.
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my-fucking-self!
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what he asked for anyway.
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you are.
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that time then
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I sent you to buy?
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further, Mr. Hearst,
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you avoid it.
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with "avoid," sir,
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the case?
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not-makings-of-a-price
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would you say?
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God damn you!
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my hospital.
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the thoroughfare
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in my fist.
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as manager?
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I must, of course.
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sent over later.
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why am I on my ass?
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since our meeting has seen me
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an active telegraphic correspondence
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the terms of the proposal before you
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of the Deadwood camp?
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Mr. Swearengen,
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of that advocacy.
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are you liable to say more?
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now speak for itself.
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giddy at the smell of the barn.
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will be that of your own voice.
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You'll know when I've come to an answer.
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a response within the hour.
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as humanly possible.
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goddamned fool!
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to say I know you!
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worn to nuptials
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curse bride and groom forever.
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what he suggested.
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in case he ain't fucking noticed.
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from leaving.
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is malingering.
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of the superstition?
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in layers
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are doomed.
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mid-thoroughfare...
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from Marvin Somes.
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of Farnum?
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They left The Gem,
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Farnum fell over backwards.
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to his feet,
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of fucking sense, Con.
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to his hotel.
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for them nuptials.
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and the widow Garret's!
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seeing of a placer cradle.
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you wanted to see me.
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Yankton's proposal.
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Tolliver, Mr. Hearst,
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at one or several removes
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- How do you do?
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yes, I did.
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on all offers.
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Mr. Tolliver.
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comprehensive.
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in the mud a bit
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Mr. Hearst.
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covering work of your Mr. Wolcott.
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the guts and gore
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the business requires.
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a meeting in the aftermath.
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into washing theirs.
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after I've rested?
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manage awhile longer
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off of him.
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for cutting three whores' throats.
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why I seek you out.
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you can think or have feelings,
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and my part in your fate
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for bringing me here.
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was the end of something
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a much a part of, certainly, as you.
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and soon will be over,
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will have been my own.
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now tells me
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because you cannot tell anyone.
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in my care.
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is here as well.
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coming down.
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your walls soon.
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I've been down every hole I could find.
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- Yeah, I've told you...
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- Yes.
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428. It talks to you too,
Francis. I know.
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429. Our time together,
your hearing has stayed keen.
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430. But this gambler Tolliver,
who was our agent
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431. for securing the claims,
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432. has spoken to me about you.
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433. He says that
you've killed women.
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434. Prostitutes.
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435. That he has disposed
of the bodies for you.
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436. Well?
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437. When I was in Campeche
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438. you wrote a letter
on my behalf.
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439. To the Jefe de Policia.
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440. "I am aware
of Mr. Wolcott's difficulty.
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441. You will find me
personally grateful
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442. for any adjustments
you may make in his case."
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443. - What did you think that was about?
- I didn't think about it.
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444. You were my agent in Mexico!
You had many responsibilities.
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445. You asked me for the letter
and I wrote it!
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446. As when the earth talks to you particularly,
you never ask its reasons.
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447. I don't need to know
why I'm lucky!
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448. What if the earth talks to us
to get us to arrange its amusements?
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449. That sounds like
goddamned nonsense to me.
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450. Suppose to you it whispers,
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451. "You are king over me.
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452. I exist to flesh your will."
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453. - Nonsense.
- And to me...
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454. "There is no sin."
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455. It happened in Mexico
and now it's happened here.
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456. We must end our connection,
you understand that, Francis.
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457. Make a severance you think fair.
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458. You know I won't quibble.
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459. Does some spirit
overtake you?
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460. Is that what you mean
by the "talk"?
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461. No.
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462. It tells me
where the color is.
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463. That's all it tells me.
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464. My God.
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465. This has to be
a date certain.
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466. "Timely fashion"
means fucking nothing.
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467. Timely fashion
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468. means when they
got the fix in.
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469. So when do you want
the elections?
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470. The sooner
the fucking better.
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471. Six weeks?
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472. No more!
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473. Far as bringing
ringers in,
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474. a period of residence
would be a nice shiv
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475. to stick
in their fucking ribs.
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476. And now you're using
your fucking noodle.
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477. How do we put that
into words?
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478. "Period of residence."
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479. Are you being smart
with me?
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480. How would you put it?
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481. "Period of residence
not less than" what?
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482. Two weeks.
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483. "No one is eligible to vote
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484. unless they've been
two weeks in the camp."
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485. Unless committed
to dump in our favor.
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486. I'd like to get this
fucking thing done.
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487. "Has not been...
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488. two weeks in camp."
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489. Now I'll tell you
what the fuck else.
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490. And it makes me weep
to say it.
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491. Take out the fucking 50
from Yankton to us.
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492. Shall I urge you
to reconsider?
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493. We get this thing
off the ground,
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494. I will be without peer of robbing
these cocksuckers senseless.
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495. I don't want the founding document
recording a fucking bribe.
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496. Strike number four
from the original,
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497. with disgust
it was even brought up.
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498. What else?
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499. Summon that
cat-piss-smelling fuckhead
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500. and His Holiness
the sheriff.
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501. Commissioner!
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502. Shall we chat?
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503. Aw, ain't you two
a fucking picture?
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504. Oh, Trixie, you, uh...
save me a trip.
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505. You should've let it
hit her in the schnoz,
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506. remind her of escorts
in days past.
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507. That's a gift for the bride,
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508. from her child's
former tutor in absentia.
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509. Whirling her around's
okay, Star.
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510. Just don't tread
on her fucking toes!
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511. Adams!
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512. You saw Yankton's
hypocrite, huh?
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513. Just His Holiness
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514. and we'll have a quorum.
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515. Oh, go ahead and take
that to him, Captain. Thank you.
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516. Bless you.
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517. Bless you.
Bless you.
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518. Bless you.
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519. I'm in the day's
fucking talents, Tom.
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520. There's talk of an offer
on my place.
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521. How will you answer?
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522. I came to take counsel
with you.
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523. Drunk or sober
is my question.
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524. Well, I have my wits
about me, Al.
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525. Maybe then...
you'll want a few more, huh?
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526. Don't talk to me
in fucking riddles.
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527. Drunk, Tom,
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528. for reasons not to do
with business, you'll sell.
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529. If that's your decision,
let me offer.
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530. Sober, you know
selling's stupid.
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531. What's my reason
not to do with business?
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532. Use your own fucking faculties.
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533. Remorse.
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534. Over that boy that was not
your fucking fault.
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535. Again?
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536. Not right now.
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537. Ellsworth...
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538. and the widow Garret,
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539. what odds would you
have made on that?
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540. Every so often
there's a love match.
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541. Isn't it time to start
the ceremony?
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542. And now, my dear lady,
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543. shall I part thou leather lips?
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544. It's the damn underwear.
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545. Dearly beloved,
we are gathered together here
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546. in the sight of God
and in the face of this company
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547. to join this man
and this woman
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548. in holy matrimony,
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549. which estate
instituted of God
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550. at the time
of man's innocency,
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551. signifying unto us
the mystical union
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552. that is betwixt Christ
and his church:
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553. Therefore, not to be entered into
lightly but reverently,
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554. discretely, advisedly, soberly
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555. and in fear of God.
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556. If any man here
can show just cause
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557. why they may not be
lawfully joined together
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558. let him now speak or else
hereafter forever hold his peace.
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559. Whitney Conway Ellsworth...
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560. wilt thou have this woman
to thy wedded wife,
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561. to live after God's ordinance
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562. in the holy estate
of matrimony?
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563. Wilt thou love her,
comfort her,
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564. honor and keep her
in sickness and in health,
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565. and forsaking all others,
keep thee only unto her
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566. as long as you both
shall live?
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567. I will.
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568. Alma Russell Garret...
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569. wilt thou have this man
to thy wedded husband,
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570. to live together
after God's ordinance
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571. - in the holy estate of matrimony...?
- I will.
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572. Uh, continuing.
Wilt thou obey him and serve him,
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573. love, honor and keep him
in sickness and in health,
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574. and forsaking all others,
keep thee only unto him
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575. as long as ye both
shall live?
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576. I will.
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577. Who giveth this woman
to be married to this man?
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578. I do. Both.
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579. Say after me,
"I, Whitney Conway Ellsworth..."
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580. I, Whitney
Conway Ellsworth,
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581. "Vow to love, cherish
and protect..."
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582. Vow to love, cherish
and protect...
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583. "Till death do us part
according to God's holy ordinance..."
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584. Till death do us part
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585. according to God's
holy ordinance...
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586. "And thereto I give
to thee my troth."
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587. And thereto I give
to thee my troth.
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588. Say after me,
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589. "I, Alma Russell Garret,"
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590. I, Alma Russell Garret,
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591. "Vow to love,
cherish and obey..."
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592. Vow to love,
cherish and obey...
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593. "Till death do us part
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594. according to God's
holy ordinance..."
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595. Till death do us part
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596. according to God's
holy ordinance...
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597. "And thereto I give
to thee my troth."
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598. And thereto I give
to thee my troth.
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599. The ring.
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600. "With this ring I thee wed."
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601. With this ring I thee wed.
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602. Those whom God has
joined together
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603. let no man put asunder.
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604. For inasmuch as Alma
and Whitney have
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605. consented together
in holy wedlock,
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606. and have witnessed the same
before God and this company,
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607. and thereto have given
and pledged their troth
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608. each to the other,
and have declared the same
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609. by giving and receiving
a ring and joining hands,
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610. I now pronounce
that they are man and wife.
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611. We ask all to join us
for collation
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612. and dancing
in the thoroughfare.
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613. Shit!
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614. - What's so fucking funny?
- Nothing.
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615. Who are you fucking clapping orders at,
Wu? You only got us on loan.
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616. Oh, for Christ's sake!
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617. I guess in for a penny,
in for a fucking pound.
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618. Swedgin.
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619. He wouldn't allow it
if I went up and asked him.
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620. Swedgin!
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621. Do you wanna
swap masks?
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622. What the fuck
are you looking at?
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623. I wasn't fucking
looking at you!
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624. Mr. Ellsworth,
was I right about the gloves?
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625. Full and final payment,
Mr. Tolliver,
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626. for what service
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627. you conceive
you've rendered me.
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628. The Lord himself
would testify
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629. to me having
served you, Mr. Hearst,
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630. and to what should be
my just reward.
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631. Oh...
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632. is that the cocksucker addressing us
from the fucking whirlwind?
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633. "George Hearst,
Cy's just reward...
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634. every claim
he helped you buy
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635. he's in for 5%.
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636. Cy, as I'll sometimes
be busy elsewhere,
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637. take your own fucking precautions
you're fairly treated.
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638. Should George try to fuck you,
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639. Wolcott's letter gets
broad circulation."
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640. Tell me what letter
you mean.
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641. George asks what letter
you refer to, Lord.
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642. "That you, Cy,
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643. before you disposed
of them whores,
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644. made that murdering
geologist write once he told you
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645. George knew of his habits."
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646. Disturb you being
in the public eye?
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647. Some don't mind.
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648. Fuck, some men like it.
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649. But I wonder
if you're among them.
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650. Stop moving
your hand, sir.
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651. I mean you no harm,
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652. but I can't speak
for Captain Turner.
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653. "Put your hand down, Cy."
I hear you, Lord.
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654. The press being
sold-out cunts,
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655. it hardly matters
that a story's true,
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656. but one like this
that is,
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657. sporting a man like you,
and a fucked-up geologist
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658. and whores dug up
from shallow graves
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659. with their throats
slit from ear to ear,
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660. and the same
to their poor privates...
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661. What's that, Lord?
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662. Would you, Lord?
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663. You dirty-minded
cocksucker.
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664. He says he'd follow
a story like that himself.
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665. 5%.
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666. Your interests seen to by one
that controls his appetites.
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667. You'd first
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668. want to know from Wolcott
if there is a letter.
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669. You got your quiver
full of words again, don't you?
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670. I found him in the woods.
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671. All's he could say
was "I'm sorry."
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672. First I knew Andy
all's he could say was "deal."
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673. Davey, tell Merrick
to go ahead and print.
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674. Fraught
with contingencies, Chief,
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675. is our fucking
electoral process.
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676. Will His Holiness climb
into a bottle or pursue the widow,
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677. stiff-pricked, the miles
to her hot springs honeymoon?
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678. Who'll bear the local's banner
then, huh?
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679. Most men, Andy, once they've
brought one fucking plague
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680. to the camp
would lay the fuck off.
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681. Not you! No, you're going
to bible-talk my whores.
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682. God is not mocked, Cy.
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683. You've got a pestilence
for every fucking occasion!
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684. God is not mocked,
you son of a bitch!
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685. He fucking gutted me.
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686. See to him, honey.
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687. I ain't gonna die!
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688. Don't let me die.
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689. Welcome the fuck back!
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690. Miss Stubbs.
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691. Mr. Utter.
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692. They dance on, Chief,
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693. however much at home,
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694. as at yours and mine,
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695. comfort and love await.
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696. Unhurt... it appears.
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697. Don't hold for them
that went against us.
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698. I should hope
fucking not.
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699. How'd he fight?
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700. He gave a good
fucking account, did Mr. Wu.
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701. - Lee?
- San Francisco cocksucker...
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702. Well done then, men.
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703. And well done, Adams,
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704. the day's full course,
indoors and out.
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705. Thanks.
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706. You saved my bacon
in that fucking alley.
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707. - Jesus Christ!
- Fucking Adams.
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708. Swedgin!
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709. All right, Wu.
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710. Wu!
America!
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711. That'll hold you
tight to her tit.
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712. Elections are coming!
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713. Territorial governor
agrees to local elections!
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714. Elections are coming!
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715. Don't you have
a fucking home to get to?
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716. Right this way,
Mrs. Ellsworth.
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717. Bart, help Mrs. Ellsworth
onto her wagon.
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718. There we go.
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719. Help her up there!
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720. I believe
it's to your fucking right.
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721. Hey, we ain't done
fucking dancing!
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