1. Fixin' toward
a bloody outcome,
boss.
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2. Absenting myself
don't change your
fuckin' instructions.
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3. Parp.
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4. Parp.
Parp.
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5. Parp.
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6. Parp.
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7. Parp.
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8. Parp, parp.
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9. Parp.
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10. Whoop goggle.
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11. Whoop goggle,
boop boop.
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12. Parp.
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13. Hey!
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14. Hey!
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15. Get the fuck out!
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16. He come at me
with his foreign gibberish.
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17. You get the fuck out
while I let you get
the fuck out.
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18. You too,
you get out that way.
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19. Leave him be or you'll
be riding the goddamn
sled with him.
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20. Get out!
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21. Parp...
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22. Either of you cocksuckers
want to talk funny at me?
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23. Good day, sir.
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24. Good day.
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25. Wu's out of camp.
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26. Store him
in our corner
of the ice-house.
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27. Will you look this over?
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28. Certainly.
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29. Words doing
the wrong jobs,
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30. piling on too heavy,
or at odds over meaning...
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31. I'll mark
my suggestions.
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32. Nothing showy
is the main thing.
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33. I understand.
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34. Shall I gather
my school supplies?
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35. I'm much obliged.
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36. That's better,
isn't it?
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37. Mm.
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38. Over here?
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39. I will apologize,
Mr. Ellsworth, for what
I'm about to ask.
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40. She wants to try it
on the ceiling.
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41. A coverlet, dark red,
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42. is packed with the linens
in the gray leather trunk.
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43. Back at the hotel.
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44. It's near time
in any case to take
Sofia to school.
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45. The settee
is best sited
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46. with its spread upon it,
would be your mother's idea.
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47. Mr. Ellsworth will help you
gather your things,
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48. - darling, for school.
- Young lady.
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49. - Goodbye.
- Bye.
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50. Will I bring you
back a sandwich
or a glass of milk?
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51. Just the coverlet,
thank you.
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52. I'd sooner be hanging
from those hustings
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53. than stand on 'em
giving a speech.
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54. Nuttall's bartender's
no hand at it either.
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55. We both may get
pelted with refuse.
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56. - Morning.
- Good morning, Sofia.
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57. Good morning.
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58. We will we bake bread
again today?
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59. - Is it your vote
we should?
- Yes.
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60. And Mr. Bullock for Sheriff,
and Mr. Star for Mayor.
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61. And I will put
the bread in to bake.
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62. If I'm to believe what
I read, you're heavily
scheduled today.
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63. - Yes.
- As to your meetin'
with Hearst,
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64. if the chance
comes up natural,
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65. stomp on
the cocksucker's foot.
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66. - Morning.
- Yes, ma'am.
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67. Off to the Bella Union
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68. like the moth
to the fucking flame.
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69. Miss Stubbs didn't
name her destination.
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70. I'm telling you
where she's going.
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71. And why don't you
look for honest work?
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72. Miss Stubbs holds
what I'm doing for honest.
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73. She no more
needs a watchman
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74. than she does
a fucking balloonist.
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75. And why should
the young of this camp
have to scurry past
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76. your man-toad figure
to receive an education?
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77. The time they come
for schoolin',
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78. I'm in back
and out of sight.
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79. Exposin' them to being
terrified only when
they use the privy.
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80. Go get your
load on, Jane.
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81. Do not instruct me
how to spend my day.
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82. Or to itemize for you...
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83. my crowded itinerary...
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84. You tub of
blubber and guts.
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85. I've got 10 minutes yet
to be out front.
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86. Might I give over
the little one to you here?
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87. Of course.
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88. When next we meet,
young lady,
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89. I will be on the eye
for warm bread.
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90. Wants a coverlet
from storage...
Mrs. Ellsworth...
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91. to consider atop
the day bed.
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92. Framing of a dream.
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93. He's saying that
to you, Seth.
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94. Mr. Ellsworth,
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95. no doubt on some
menial domestic errand.
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96. Sheriff!
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97. Forgive my
raucous tone.
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98. - Mr. Swearengen.
- May we have a word?
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99. Once I've see 'em
to school, I meet Hearst.
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100. Very much what
I'd have us speak of.
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101. Can we plant
beets again today?
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102. Yes.
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103. "Thank you...
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104. Thank you for the
introduction, Sheriff."
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105. - Sheriff.
- Morning, Charlie.
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106. - Morning, Mrs. Bullock.
- Good morning, Mr. Utter.
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107. Morning there,
little one, in your lovely
go-to-school outfit.
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108. Good morning.
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109. Did the evening
pass in quiet?
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110. The morning got
a little busy.
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111. Cornishman killed
in the Gem.
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112. His buddies
come babbling
to our office.
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113. Dority kill him?
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114. The complainants
can't speak right
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115. so I had to have them
play act.
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116. - But I'm guessing no.
- They up in the office still?
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117. Down in
Hearst's shafts.
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118. We'll say goodbye.
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119. - Goodbye.
Goodbye, Sofia.
- Goodbye.
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120. - Good-bye, there,
little one.
- Goodbye.
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121. Thank you.
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122. - Hi, Dorothy.
- Good morning, James.
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123. Nice thing, ain't it?
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124. The children?
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125. Will you attend
the evening speeches,
Richardson?
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126. - If you let me.
- Of course I will.
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127. How else are you to vote
with intelligence?
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128. I intend no lengthy
remarks.
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129. My tenure as Mayor
speaks for me.
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130. Will they have
the Jew merchant
instead?
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131. Well, let them then
and welcome.
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132. I caught you, Richardson.
Stuffin' spitbacks
in your vile maw.
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133. "Let tomorrow's
omelets go empty."
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134. Is that your
fuckin' attitude?
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135. You hurted me.
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136. Shh! Wash and stack,
shit monkey.
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137. Or ready yourself
for worse.
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138. - Congratulations.
- Congratulations.
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139. Florence Nightingale.
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140. Florence Nightingale
is a nurse.
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141. I know that,
ya ignorant
cocksucker.
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142. Joanie Stubbs
is a cocksucker.
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143. I know that,
you ignorant fuck.
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144. Don't be sweatin' all over
the gentleman's money.
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145. Fifteen-hundred.
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146. And thank you
for that rasher of shit.
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147. Give us this day
our daily bread,
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148. and forgive us
our trespasses
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149. as we forgive those
who trespass against us.
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150. And lead us not
into temptation,
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151. but deliver us
from evil,
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152. for thine is the kingdom
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153. and the power and the glory,
forever and ever.
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154. Amen.
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155. - Morning, Tess.
- Morning, Joanie.
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156. Git.
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157. - I can take him that.
- I got it.
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158. How's Cy?
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159. I don't know yet,
Tess.
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160. It's none of your
business anyway.
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161. You're only business
is how you start
the fucking day.
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162. - I'm clean.
- Before you go to sleep,
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163. how are you
supposed to start?
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164. - I said I'm clean.
- You answer my goddamn
question.
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165. - My snatch is clean.
- Is the rest of your
body clean?
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166. - Yes.
- What's next?
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167. The room where I receive,
and that's fucking clean.
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168. - What's next after that?
- God damn you, Joanie.
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169. What's next, Lila,
if you ain't
too fucking high?
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170. - Our room where we rest.
- Which don't it fuckin'
stink in here?
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171. It does, Lila,
like a hogwhore's cunt.
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172. And I ain't
loaded not to smell it.
Whyn't you go, girl?
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173. Why don't you get
to the muck where
you're fuckin' headed anyway?
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174. Go on. Git.
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175. - What are you doin',
sitting back there?
- Oh, please let me stay.
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176. When I'm back tonight
you better all be sweet
for me to fuck.
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177. Or have your
damn bags packed,
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178. 'cause I'll throw
every one of you out.
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179. Move, Tess, move.
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180. You know she's going
to let her stay.
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181. Come on in, honey.
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182. How are you?
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183. I'm all right.
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184. Was the Doc by?
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185. Brightened my
early mornin'.
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186. Another day
on the right side
of the ledger far as puss.
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187. - How's the action outside?
- It's quiet.
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188. Either clown upright
to tell you what
the action was?
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189. I didn't ask.
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190. I guess you'd
stopped in
on the whores.
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191. You might have mistook,
Cy, pickin' Tess over Lila
to see to 'em.
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192. Lila's on the needle.
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193. Well, Tess ain't
pickin' up the bit.
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194. Maybe she's unsure
of her place,
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195. you in and out
of our lives.
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196. Well, fresh water.
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197. You're not leaving
yet, are you?
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198. Right here, Cy,
on the side table.
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199. Act like
a fucking baby,
don't I?
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200. "Oh, don't go."
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201. Where's my good book, honey?
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202. It's just next to you,
in the bed-fold.
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203. I've been scooping out
rain gutters for a month.
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204. My fingers are bloody
with sandin'.
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205. You do recall you're only
the transaction's beard?
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206. - You return to Star.
- A sorry run at the tables,
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207. you can't support
the loan he made you.
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208. Well, what if
he don't foreclose?
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209. Oh, you beg him
to buy you out.
You may harm yourself.
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210. You're up all hours,
"What have I fucking
done?" or the like.
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211. "Maybe I should
fucking end it."
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212. Star ends owning
that house
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213. is the necessary
fucking conclusion.
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214. - Coffee!
- Ready.
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215. That croaker seen to?
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216. Wu's ice-house,
under a tarp,
in our corner.
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217. Will you pour it
without scalding me,
huh?
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218. Breakfast?
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219. Bacon and eggs.
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220. You know
you could have said that
before I went down.
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221. You get
in the kitchen.
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222. I liked living
in that place.
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223. Why do I
give a fuck?
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224. So why not force
this morning's
murder outside?
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225. You told us
not too.
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226. As he stank
of a put-up job,
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227. I wanted to find out
if we were meant
for the venue.
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228. Well, whoever put
the job up can't be
any too smart,
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229. 'cause them Cornish
work for Hearst.
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230. Murder a Cornish
and you buy Hearst
for an enemy.
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231. You're a fucking miracle,
Johnny.
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232. It's close
to a mortal certainty
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233. he ordered
the murder himself.
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234. - Hearst?
- Shut up!
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235. He stages a murder
in my fucking joint.
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236. Wants Bullock
to show his ass
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237. before he'll bless
his fucking candidacy.
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238. What does he
require of the weather?
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239. Jesus Christ.
That's it...
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240. How you clean a fuckin'
bloodstain, hey.
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241. What if we
stretched out
the payments?
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242. I cannot fucking make it.
What the fuck was in my head
to sign that note?
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243. - Take it easy.
- Take it easy, Mr. Adams.
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244. Take it off me.
Can't you?
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245. Ain't there some way
to take it off?
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246. Oh, God!
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247. I'm in crisis too,
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248. needing awfully
to piss.
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249. Why not cork up
and go on stage
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minstrel turn?
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251. Are you alone?
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252. Yes, Miss Bernhardt,
I am.
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253. Al wants Star
to take over
that house.
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254. Why?
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255. Keep my ruddy color
not askin' Al
his reasons.
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258. Your last day
when you left,
disarray.
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259. - I sat on the bed.
- I won't have it.
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260. Did you hear me,
Shaunessey?
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261. My last day
I sat on the bed
for three hours.
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262. I had a glass
of water.
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263. Yes yes yes.
Very likely.
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264. Uh, one-f,
two dollars.
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265. The book, please.
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266. Ink on the floor.
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267. Pen near blunted,
possibly broke.
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268. Binding's damaged.
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269. I won't stand for it.
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270. Give that back
to the gimp.
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271. What the fuck
you trying to pull
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272. with Adams's
fucking house?
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273. Star needs
to move into that.
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274. He's a candidate
for office.
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275. He can't whore-fuck
no longer with impunity.
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276. Who says I want
to live in that house?
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277. You ain't.
You're installing
at fucking Shaunessey's.
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if I'll live
in that shithole.
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being richer by 50
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with Star's home-to-be
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281. and the passage
he cut through it,
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282. so you and the Jew
can fall upon each other
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284. Fuck you, Al.
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285. Fuck Shaunessey's.
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286. And fuck
the passage
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fuckin' house.
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288. Loopy cunt.
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on Adams' house loan,
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290. Adams being nothing
but his fucking
stalking horse
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291. from the gambit's
fucking beginning.
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292. You sign to take
those over,
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293. we'll move in
your 12 possessions.
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294. You will be free
to come and go by your
own front fucking door,
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295. and as you lay
in your beddy-bye,
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296. I'll pop from the wall
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297. like Grandma Groundhog
in a storybook
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298. and attend
to your johnson,
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299. as he'd not see you
jeopardize your mayor's
campaign
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300. whore fucking in your
place of business.
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301. And I'll have installed
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302. in room 3-fucking-C,
or the like,
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303. of Shaunessey's
adjacent shitbox,
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304. that he's paid Shaunessey
to cut a hole through
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305. to ease my fuckin'
fucking you.
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306. Swearengen has?
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307. Who the fuck was
I just talking to?
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308. I don't know.
You said you'd
just gone to piss.
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309. Man of the hour.
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310. Quick prick-suck,
Bullock?
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311. Sally forth to meet
the great man
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312. with unencumbered
thoughts?
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313. What happened
in here this morning?
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314. Charlie Utter says
a man was murdered.
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315. One of Hearst's workers.
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316. I'd spare you
the particulars
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317. till after your
meeting concludes.
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318. - Why?
- Why ask why?
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319. Why not honor
the meeting's purpose?
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320. Speak as a candidate
of your hopes for the camp
and its future.
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to generalities.
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322. Suppose Hearst...
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323. was this murder's
architect?
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324. Suppose the workers
were thieves
or organizers?
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before witnesses?
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326. Maybe as message to me
his domain includes
my fucking joint,
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your willingness
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before he backs
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329. What we know,
fucking Bullock,
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331. Hearst does ask
you to go easy,
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332. and you,
for love of his type,
say "fuck yourself,"
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can come to us,
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334. because you
will have muddied
the fuckin' waters...
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you'd skirt the topic.
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337. The Cornish croaker?
Wu's out of fucking camp.
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338. Don't let it
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339. Oh, absolutely...
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full investigation.
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341. As for your
meeting with Hearst,
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a fervent godspeed
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for your fucking
self-control!
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344. What am I, Lord,
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346. Bullock.
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347. He ascends,
Richardson,
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and shoveled
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vein is exposed.
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350. Then Hearst will
empty him out.
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351. Much anticipated,
Mr. Bullock...
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between us.
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353. - What do you drink?
- No...
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- I believe
I won't either.
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a hardware concern.
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356. I'm partnered
with Sol Star.
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357. Ah, candidate for Mayor,
as you are for Sheriff.
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358. And an officer
of the Deadwood Bank.
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359. Sol's chief officer, yes.
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360. And you are
an officer, too.
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361. Yes.
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362. The bank capitalized,
as I understand,
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363. by Mrs. Alma
Garret Ellsworth...
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in this hotel
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so rich in these hills.
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second to you.
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the story of that
woman's adventures.
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its future chapters
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369. might be written...
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370. elsewhere than the hills?
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371. What are your
intentions?
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holdings,
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to the lady's preferences,
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374. and be pleased and grateful
if you told her.
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375. Do you need a handkerchief,
Mr. Bullock?
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376. No.
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this morning
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378. at Swearengen's saloon.
Do you know about it?
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379. No.
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380. One of my
workmen was killed
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381. in a drunken shootout.
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382. - Hmm.
- How will you deal
with that, sheriff?
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383. Depends...
what it was about,
who makes complaints.
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384. Mm.
My worker
was Cornish.
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385. They are
a clannish people.
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386. I suppose another
Cornish might complain.
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what he said then.
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the sunrise.
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are as natural.
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391. Anyways.
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392. May we speak
of your ambitions?
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393. Another time.
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to support them, you see?
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back you...
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her my message.
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397. I never said I'd take her
your message.
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that you won't?
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399. You stay out
of our fuckin' affairs.
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400. Oh...
Affairs of that sort
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Mr. Bullock.
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is the color.
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404. Bullock, how'd you
like Mr. Hearst?
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406. Oh!
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407. - You piece of shit.
- How have I given offense?
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408. You told him.
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409. Call the law!
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410. The Sheriff's
killing the Mayor.
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411. In the thoroughfare,
if I fucking need you.
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Bullock!
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414. Why are you
beating Farnum
in Mr. Hearst's hotel?
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415. How are you, sir?
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416. I am well,
Mr. Swearengen,
and how are you?
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417. Bullock!
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seen to, sir?
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420. My place, Sheriff?
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421. Boys!
E.B.'s had
an accident.
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422. Under your supervision,
and then inform us on his
further transport.
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423. Yes.
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424. Give the poor fuck
your shoulders,
boys, huh?
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425. Sheriff!
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426. - Much experienced
at the enterprise, sir.
- I haven't a doubt.
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427. And once he's situated,
may you and me speak?
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428. Of course.
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429. You saw fuckin' nothing.
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430. Jesus, Joseph and Mary.
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431. Mrs. Ellsworth?
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432. No.
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433. You must drink this.
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434. I will not awaken
that demon, Doctor.
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435. This has nothing
to do with demons,
Mrs. Ellsworth.
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436. This has to do
with allaying the pain
to get you through.
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437. Leave the demons to God
and trust the pain to me.
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438. "A lady should not
choose a man who
chews tobacco."
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439. "A lady should not
choose a man...
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440. who chews tobacco."
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441. "It robs his pocket,
soils his clothes...
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442. and makes a chimney
of his nose."
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443. Good, peek.
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444. So if one of 'em
sees you, they give up
attendance forever.
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445. I suppose you didn't
come to peek in.
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446. I came to shit
in the privy,
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447. which is where
you're supposed to be
during school hours.
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448. How does it feel
to take one sitting up?
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449. "The Jews burn sacrifices
upon an alter of stone."
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450. "The Jews burn sacrifices
upon an alter of stone."
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451. Altars of the kind
in the sentence
are spelled
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452. "t-a-r."
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453. It's not so important
always to be right, Mary,
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454. or to be first.
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455. "Indians are sometimes
very cruel."
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456. - I'm pulling out
as a candidate.
- No, you aren't.
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457. He'll use knowing
to try to control me.
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458. Have his way
in the camp's affairs.
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459. He asked me
to get her to sell.
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460. Oh, best leave the camp
entirely as penance
for having a prick.
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461. You were right
about the killing.
He didn't want it pursued.
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462. Bleeding?
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463. - He stopped.
- Put him up on
the fucking bed, then.
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464. No grand gestures,
fucking Bullock,
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465. till I've had
my talk with Hearst.
Do not fucking withdraw.
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466. And no more beating up
on Farnum that has
to run against Star.
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467. It's no certainty
Hearst knew
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468. one thing about
Bullock putting it
to the widow.
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469. Hell of a beating
for E.B. to take
if he's innocent.
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470. He's still way
ahead of the game.
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471. Nonetheless,
we must now assume
that Hearst
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472. does fucking know.
As going mad
in front of him,
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473. Bullock might
have tipped him as to
the state of things.
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474. - How are you
gonna go at Hearst?
- Don't I yearn for the days
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475. a draw across the throat
made fucking resolution?
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476. Why, Dan,
by composing my thoughts,
tropes and gambits
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477. for the talk between us
that is yet to come.
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478. Will you excuse me?
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479. Sure.
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480. Is she dying?
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481. She's not
in imminent danger.
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482. The baby?
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483. Your wife is
still with child.
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484. I saw the blood
on the floor.
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485. There wasn't as much
blood as I'm sure
it seemed to you.
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486. Mrs. Ellsworth
must remain abed,
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487. and she must
take the medicine
I've given her,
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488. her fear of it
notwithstanding.
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489. And you must
remain strong
at her side.
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490. I have to collect the child.
May I ask you to st...
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491. I'll stay here
till you come back,
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492. and then I'll
go collect Trixie
to help you.
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493. Thank you,
doctor.
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494. Who the fuck
are all these people?
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495. Guess the stages
are gonna be crowded.
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496. Headed to collect
the missus?
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497. I just beat Farnum.
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498. Meeting Hearst,
I got the idea someone
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499. had told him
business of mine.
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500. Figured it
was Farnum?
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501. If it'd been me,
I'd of gone ahead
and killed him.
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502. I wonder now if
I might have mistook...
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503. - Fuck Farnum anyway.
- If I tipped Hearst myself,
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504. - is what I'm
wondering now.
- Ah.
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505. And of my
temper, generally,
I'm wondering about...
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506. far as running
for office.
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507. Maybe you just don't
want to speak tonight.
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508. I know I don't
want to speak.
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509. I'm wondering if
I ought to withdraw.
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510. Talking against
my own interests...
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511. Being if you pull out,
I won't have to speak
from the audience...
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512. Far as conversing
with your rival,
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513. what's your best
fuckin' experience?
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514. - Harry Manning?
- Huh.
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515. I guess that once
the two of us
talked to him.
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516. When he killed
Bummer Dan by mistake.
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517. And that was
high fucking water.
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518. So you'd hold
me as fair
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519. calling Harry
fucking outright dimwitted?
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520. You think better
than the Sheriff
with a shortish temper,
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521. which in certain
sheriffing situations
is a plus,
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522. camp be better
with Harry?
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523. Anyways.
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524. You gonna have
dinner with us?
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525. May be my last
fucking meal if
apoplexy takes me...
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526. Off my nervousness.
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527. What if you won?
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528. I won't.
I'm only in it
to make myself known.
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529. Say you're fucking
elected, Harry,
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530. am I entitled to
the fucking livery
abandoned
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531. by the nigger
Hostetler leaving
its stock to starve?
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532. Well, I know you've
took up its care.
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533. And do you as sheriff
hold my fucking labor
speaks for me,
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534. my diligent fuckin'
efforts the last six
fuckin' weeks?
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535. Well, uh, I'd hold
with the law, Steve,
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536. whatever
statute applied.
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537. Well, oughtn't
a "statue" have
to do with justice
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538. and not just to bait back
a fled fucking nigger
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539. looking to steal
what a white man's
worked for?
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540. Well, Hostetler ain't come back.
Why think he ever will?
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541. Because it's
my family luck
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542. over centuries
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543. to get repeatedly
fucked up the ass.
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544. And here in
this fucking camp
Copy !req
545. is where the chain
gets fucking broken.
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546. And I'm askin'
if you as sheriff
will stand with me!
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547. Yeah,
I ain't sheriff.
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548. I got problems
enough today
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549. without kiting
checks on tomorrow's.
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550. That was a wiggle
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551. worthy of a fucking
reptile, Harry.
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552. - Bullock took a position?
- I ain't asked Bullock!
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553. Fool that I am,
I figured I'd give
you first crack
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554. on the basis
of our friendship.
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555. But I guess
I was mistaken.
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556. I've got an idea.
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557. Instead
of running for office
and tending bar,
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558. why don't you
just tend bar
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559. and let everybody
punch you in the face?
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560. Hello, Jane.
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561. Yeah, hello.
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562. Several of the children's
parents have told them
you scouted for Custer.
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563. I can't hear you!
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564. Several of the children's
parents have told them
you scouted for Custer.
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565. Not that the arrogant
bastard ever heeded
others' counsel.
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566. Shall we fashion
a story about your
experiences, Jane,
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567. for the children
to hear?
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568. Do you talk this low
when you're teaching
the children?
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569. Shall we fashion
a story about your
experiences, Jane,
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570. for the children
to hear?
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571. Uh, I best say no.
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572. My funds just now
all go for liquor.
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573. I see.
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574. I fine myself
for swearing
amongst the young.
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575. And just now,
I need my money
for booze.
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576. We'd tell your story
to avoid those.
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577. Does that Mose Manuel
horrify the children?
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578. - No.
- Gives 'em bad
dreams at night?
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579. - No, the children like Mose.
- I expect he pisses you off.
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580. No.
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581. Well, he irritates
the hell out of me.
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582. Oh, I was just going,
Sheriff.
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583. I thought I left
a bottle in here.
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584. Must've left it
in the shitpile
outside.
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585. Goodbye, Jane.
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586. Good afternoon.
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587. How was your meeting
with Mr. Hearst?
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588. We needn't be afraid
is the main thing.
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589. She'll not be
of a sudden
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590. taken or the like.
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591. The doctor's
guaranteed it.
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592. So when we're
with her,
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593. we needn't
be worried.
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594. Do you want
to keep it?
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595. May not be a matter
of my choosing.
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596. As I suppose
we both fucking know.
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597. I'm asking...
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598. if all the way down,
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599. you want to bring it
into the world.
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600. I want it very much.
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601. Or if an accident befalling
or fate intervening or...
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602. However you want
to fucking put it,
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603. might find a small
part of you relieved.
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604. I want my baby.
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605. Then you're gonna
lay down and be spoiled
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606. and put off proving
what else you can do
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607. until after you've
popped out this kid.
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608. "Voters of the camp,
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609. do you see
come before you
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610. some swollen
and dissolute
stranger?
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611. Do not mistake..."
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612. "It is I,
E.B. Farnum!"
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613. Lie back, E.B.
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614. "Beaten past
recognition by
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615. a candidate
for another office."
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616. Lie the fuck back...
Copy !req
617. and listen.
Copy !req
618. I need your
truthful reply.
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619. Lie, I will know it,
Copy !req
620. and death will be
no respite.
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621. I told Hearst
nothing of Bullock
and the widow.
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622. I will profane your
fucking remains, E.B.
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623. Not my remains, Al.
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624. Gabriel's trumpet
will produce you
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625. from the ass
of a pig.
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626. You told me
not to tell him,
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627. and I didn't.
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628. I believe you.
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629. My pain is such
that gives me
no solace.
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630. Try not to blame Bullock
for presuming it was you,
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631. considering
your fucking history.
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632. Anyways, tonight's speeches
are fucking canceled.
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633. - Nurse your
fuckin' wounds.
- Thank you.
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634. I do not mean here.
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635. All right.
Let me collect myself.
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636. Cocksuckers.
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637. Say what you
have to say...
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638. Again for Merrick, Dan.
Gratis.
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639. Uh, I'm due
no special thanks, Al.
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640. Facilitating presentation
of the candidates
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641. is the honor
and privilege
of the press.
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642. That's off,
the presentation.
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643. Is Farnum incapable
of speech?
Copy !req
644. Does Star refuse
to take advantage?
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645. - Other factors at play.
- But surely Bullock and
Harry Manning
Copy !req
646. still can take
to the hustings.
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647. I got to notify
the parties.
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648. I'm an interested
party too, Al,
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649. and I require
explanation.
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650. Jesus Christ.
How interested are you?
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651. Enough to bleed
to keep the business
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652. from being
a fucking puppet show?
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653. I can imagine
bleeding,
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654. if first
I've been made
to understand.
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655. No one asked if you
could imagine bleeding,
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656. or if you'd have
tumbling or somersaults
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657. or cartwheels to bring you
into the lists.
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658. Drink and fuck
on the house,
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659. but do not attempt
to detain me.
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660. In what state?
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661. We ain't in a state,
Shaunessey.
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662. What condition?
The room?
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663. How much disarray?
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664. No fucking disarray.
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665. But you nearly had brain
on your walls.
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666. Ooh!
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667. You see me
empty, sir,
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668. do not pause
and inquire.
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669. Simply assume
and refill.
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670. Would you rather
we spoke in private?
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671. - No, fuck, no. I'd rather
the gentleman stay.
- Captain Turner.
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672. I'd rather
the Captain stay.
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673. Brings home I consort
with my betters.
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674. I'll not
dissemble, sir.
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675. Today's events
have gave me pause.
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676. Hmm. Tell me
what you mean.
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677. The beating of Farnum
most recently.
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678. How is Mr. Farnum?
Copy !req
679. Worse for wear,
not that I'd care
Copy !req
680. if he weren't
in your hire.
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681. Where does the sheriff
get off
Copy !req
682. taking off
on one of your own?
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683. I don't consider
Bullock came here
to beat Farnum.
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684. He and I had
appointed to meet.
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685. In my joint this morning,
another of your workers
Copy !req
686. - was gut-shot, Mr. Hearst.
- Yes, I know.
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687. Now this wasn't
some hooplehead bullshit.
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688. This had the feel
of a put-up job.
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689. I fear a plot against you.
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690. I have
learned to accept,
Mr. Swearengen,
Copy !req
691. that events
sharing some effect
on my interests
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692. does not make them
part of a plot.
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693. You ain't the center
of the universe,
in other words.
Copy !req
694. Exactly.
Copy !req
695. - Don't that lead you
to despair?
- No, sir.
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696. You're stronger-minded
than I.
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697. Bullock beating Farnum
seems more likely
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698. some expression
of a private feeling
of his own.
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699. That leaves the bloodshed
in my bar, sir.
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700. How do you
account for that?
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701. Nor are the Cornish
well-loved as a race.
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702. Oh, not you
through the Cornish.
Copy !req
703. Maybe the Cornish
themselves were the object
of the violence.
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704. Well, they do tend to
aggregate and organize
Copy !req
705. - to further their
financial interests.
- Unions.
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706. Have you
strong feelings
on that subject?
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707. I don't give a fuck
about unions, Mr. Hearst.
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708. Nor do I have any objection
to the killing of the Cornish
Copy !req
709. as high-graders...
aggregating organizing
cocksuckers.
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710. But bloodletting
on my premises
that I ain't approved
Copy !req
711. I take as
a fucking affront.
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712. It puts me off my feed.
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713. How do we know
when you are off
your feed?
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714. You'll start to see me
tearing things down.
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715. Speeches tonight
are canceled.
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716. Unless the insult's
cured by tomorrow,
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717. there'll be further
tearing down.
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718. Fuck the fucking elections,
and fuck the agreement
with Yankton.
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719. Let the camp return
to its former repute:
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720. unstable and unsafe
for commerce.
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721. I'm a great
believer in those.
Copy !req
722. Oh, stability,
sir, and commerce?
I can fucking imagine.
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723. - Think of all they've
helped you accomplish.
- Shall I perceive you then
Copy !req
724. as dangerous
to my interests?
Copy !req
725. As capable of inconvenience
Copy !req
726. and of some damage and debt
Copy !req
727. to those that would
act against my interests,
Copy !req
728. I cannot fucking argue
with dangerous.
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729. Different
from powerful though,
Copy !req
730. which speaks
to potency longer term.
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731. I'd not have myself
called powerful
Copy !req
732. in your company
or the Captain's.
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733. Then I'll hope
that your insult is cured
Copy !req
734. to spare the camp
any danger
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735. of however
brief a duration.
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736. And to look
for one fucking instant
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737. out of the other
end of the telescope...
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738. Once placated...
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739. I'm meek as a babe.
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740. Dead.
Copy !req
741. You will want
to converse
Copy !req
742. with those friends
of yours, Captain Turner,
Copy !req
743. who argued
with the Cornish.
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744. Perhaps they'd care
to pay another visit
to the saloon.
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745. I think I'll want
to hear the talk.
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746. Fucking pagan.
Copy !req
747. Tell your god
to ready for blood.
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748. "Thank you,
Sheriff Bullock.
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749. Evening.
Evening, everybody."
Copy !req
750. "Citizens..."
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751. Would you rather
I didn't introduce you
from the audience?
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752. Is it all so hard
to remember?
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753. No, I, uh,
I-I think I got it.
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754. Unless you don't wanna.
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755. Ought we
to start soon
for the hustings?
Copy !req
756. Five minutes.
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757. Adams may default
on that house.
Copy !req
758. Asks me to assume
his note.
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759. That's a very
pleasant house.
Copy !req
760. Uh, I-I'd...
Copy !req
761. never thought of myself
as a homeowner.
Copy !req
762. It's very, very spacious.
Copy !req
763. It's Albert Swearengen.
Copy !req
764. The speeches
are postponed.
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765. Is Farnum turned
for the worse?
Copy !req
766. I'd borrow
the sheriff a moment.
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767. Evening, Jane.
Copy !req
768. Mrs. Bullock asks me
to author with her
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769. to give the children
an account of my scouting
for Custer.
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770. I think I'd like
to hear that story
myself.
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771. "Custer was a cunt.
The end."
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772. Yo, a piss puddle.
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773. Must not have seen that
when seating myself.
Copy !req
774. Why are you
drinking so much?
Copy !req
775. I drink what I'm able.
Copy !req
776. If that comes to much...
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777. that's the day's affair
and the liquor's.
Copy !req
778. You returning
to the Bella Union?
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779. Not tonight.
Copy !req
780. As residence and workplace
is my meaning.
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781. Those girls need
looking out for.
Copy !req
782. And who will
look out for you
Copy !req
783. against that
gut-stabbed cocksucker,
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784. weaving schemes
from his coming to Jesus?
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785. I don't know.
Copy !req
786. Why is everybody
fucking whispering
all of a sudden?
Copy !req
787. I said I don't know.
Copy !req
788. Do you mind...
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789. if I stay here
tonight?
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790. I'd be glad
if you would.
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791. I don't know why
you started sleeping
outside anyway.
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792. Every day takes
figuring out
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793. all over again
how to fucking live.
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794. Night, Jane.
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795. Yep.
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796. Pain-in-the-balls
Hearst.
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797. Running his holdings
like a despot, I grant,
has a fucking logic.
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798. It's the way
I fucking run mine.
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799. It's the way
I'd run my home
if I fucking had one.
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800. But there's no
practical need for him
to run the fucking camp.
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801. That's out of scale.
It's out of proportion,
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802. and it's a warped,
unnatural impulse,
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803. this fucking cocksucker!
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804. Sorry.
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805. Shall I go back down
with you?
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806. It won't be just now.
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807. He'll be wanting
to marshal
his cutthroats.
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808. Do stay
in hailing distance.
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