1. Quiet.
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2. I notice too, Stupid,
we're each of us
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3. breathing in and out.
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4. It's Bullock,
Star, Utter,
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5. and Trixie.
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6. And Harry Manning's
outside on a sorrel.
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7. - What's the whore
doing with 'em?
- I don't know.
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8. They ain't fucking her.
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9. What the fuck is afoot
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10. in that hardware store?
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11. Facing the dawn united,
we're even odds
for disaster,
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12. let alone
in fuckin' factions.
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13. Knowin' him
for an arrant maniac,
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14. I'll still not believe
Bullock doubts me.
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15. "Certain dangers
meet to be faced
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16. only by the decent
and decorous"...
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fuckin' ilk...
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18. Is what must have
captured his thinking,
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I'm going over there.
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21. Let them fucking try
to exclude me, huh?
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22. You know,
saying I like you hefty
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23. don't mean you couldn't
stand losing a couple
of fuckin' pounds.
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24. Whatever you'd have
me scrutinize
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25. Must wait until
certain cocksuckers
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26. - have received
a piece of my mind.
- Of whom do you speak?
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27. - Why are you walking backwards?
- The ink's not yet dry,
and I'd have your attention
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28. to the article
at the top right corner.
- Stop fuckin' moving then.
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29. Oh, thank you.
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30. - How's the fuckin' ribs?
- Very painful.
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31. Yeah, right there.
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32. No rooms to let.
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33. Only taking the air.
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34. Well, go away.
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35. I'm at prayer.
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36. If that's not a lie
as I situate on
the common,
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37. what claim has your
piety on my deference?
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38. Fuck yourself!
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39. Fuck you, sir,
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40. who'd prevent expedition
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41. of one's life's disarray.
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42. Telegram
for Mr. Swearengen.
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43. A superfluous trumpeting,
Mr. Blazanov,
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44. as we three
are alone.
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45. Do I accomplish
my purpose, Al,
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46. as to the shooting
at Mrs. Ellsworth?
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47. Short of accusation,
do I waft the odor
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48. - of complicity
at Hearst's direction...
- Give me the telegram.
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49. to settle not only
upon his clothing,
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50. but as it were,
on the man himself,
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51. in the very fabric
of his being.
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52. - This is bullshit!
- I'm sorry.
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53. "23 men hired,
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54. all on our way."
this squaw-fuckin' idiot...
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55. proves in eight words
he's incompetent
and a fuckin' liar.
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56. He can't have got
Adams' telegram more
than four hours ago,
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to believe that
in four hours
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60. And you know what
"on our way" means, huh?
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61. No.
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62. "On our way" means they're
getting drunk and blown
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in Cheyenne
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about this big...
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65. fuckin' filibustering
expedition they're being
commissioned for
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66. under the command
of the famous Hawkeye...
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67. the laziest,
most shit-faced
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68. whore-mongering cocksucker
to ever piss my money away!
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69. Please do not strike me.
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70. Have you finished
the article, Al?
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71. That I have not wiped
his expectoration
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is understandable.
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73. I'm threatened with death
if I do.
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these hours later
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in my will.
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the culminating indignity.
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for example,
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his regurgitations
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80. Would I stand stoic...
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82. I am going to
fuck you up.
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84. And I'm the kind
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86. Quit it,
Richardson.
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87. - Is it all right then,
the article?
- Perfect.
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88. Fuckin' wafts
just the way you
want it to.
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89. I'll go ahead
and publish then.
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90. I gotta get to the fuckin'
hardware store!
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91. - Jack.
- Young man?
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92. At the soul's
dark hour?
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93. Name one that
fuckin' ain't.
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94. - Mr. Langrishe.
- Yes.
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95. We're going
in there, E.B.
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96. Shall I join you,
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97. as we all seem
up and about?
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98. Excuse me...
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99. gentlemen.
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100. Waitin' for the sheriff.
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101. We campaign
in Sturgis.
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102. Hmm.
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103. A meeting, I gather,
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104. of the upper fucking
crust exclusively.
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105. - No hoi polloi need apply.
- I ought to have called you.
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106. What events in the camp
would argue I be called
back from Sturgis
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107. - what we are trying to decide.
- It's not a meeting at all,
per se.
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108. Now I don't feel
so horribly injured.
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109. The meeting per se
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110. is what he'll
not be kept from.
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111. Jack Langrishe.
He's alright.
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112. You showed perfect
judgment, sir.
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113. I'd keep from the camp
that your janissaries
have arrived.
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114. We'll quarter
at your find.
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115. Ah... will you drink?
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116. - No, thank you.
- I will.
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117. Shall we leave it
being generally vigilant?
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118. Under very
specific circumstances,
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to make early return.
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120. Yes, that's exactly it.
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121. And those...
would be?
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122. Any further shooting
out of the ordinary.
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123. - Like at Mrs. Ellsworth,
definitely.
- Hearst-initiated horseshit
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124. - of any sort.
- Intimidation or the like.
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125. If it looks to eventuate
in immediate violence.
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126. Otherwise why try even
to make it to Sturgis
for the speeches?
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127. Hearst-initiated
bullshit is inevitable
is his point.
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128. Surely, sir,
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in the certain knowledge
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130. that you are the camp's
irreplaceable man.
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131. He don't need no
further encouragement
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of thinkin'.
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133. Comes to
sending a wire,
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134. I put that Russian
ill at ease.
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135. Oh, I do alright
with him.
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136. My meetings...
I provide refreshments.
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137. You were shown the tent
of the man I want
killed first.
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138. - Looked fine,
how he wants to work it.
- Ah.
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139. - I'm leaving.
- Come in.
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140. - It's too much.
he's too cruel.
- Come in.
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141. Brazenly sends
the other packing,
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142. to brazenly install her
replacement in the theater.
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143. How was he brazen
with the one who left?
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144. No one with eyes
could fail to recognize
their connection.
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145. - and now brazenly...
- Us recognizing
his connection
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not mean he was brazen.
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147. Fine.
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148. Fine then.
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149. I just came
to say goodbye.
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150. Must I agree
he is brazen
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leave the troupe?
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152. He has no respect
for art.
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153. Claudia.
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154. - He hates me.
- No.
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155. I was well-received
in Denver.
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156. Yeah,
very well received.
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157. I could have stayed.
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158. I could have let
you all go on.
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159. I think you
were approached
by Millerick.
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160. I was.
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161. Go to sleep, Claudia.
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162. No coaches now anyhow.
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163. Did he suspect
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166. He misses everything.
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167. I juggled at amateur night.
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168. And what are
you doing now?
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169. Praying
for my loved ones.
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170. How nice.
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171. Lucky them.
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172. Would my conversatin'
with her
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174. have disrupted
the little one's routine
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disrupted previous?
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176. Yes.
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of people taking up watch
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that schoolhouse,
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must have occurred to her...
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a bright child...
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181. "What is transpiring that
we need guarding from?"
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182. And what memories must
that have brought back
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183. of... her own dear
family murdered
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Indian depredation
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185. by shit-heel fuckin'
road agents.
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186. Not solely
how would I like
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the evening, the like.
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188. When I've left,
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more calming down to do
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the child asleep?
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191. Them's sort of things
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have to consider.
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193. Fuck, must you hover,
fucking Merrick?
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194. I admit to wondering, Al,
if you have any further
impression of my article.
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how well it wafted?
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196. - If on second reading...
- Merrick, it's a good article.
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fucking Hearst,
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wondering who he's
likely to shoot at next,
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199. so with regard to that,
I've gave your article
all the thought I need to.
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200. Who do you think
he might shoot at?
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201. I have no fucking
idea, Merrick.
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before we find out,
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interval until we do,
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any prospect of
finding respite
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of your rag
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fucking read
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to evaluate how
it fucking wafts!
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209. Oh, which leaves me
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of contemplatin'
the journeying hither
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fucking Hawkeye
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reprobates
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in the coming combat.
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did I, Adams?
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to announce he's on his way.
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likely to you,
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our deepest doubts
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and veracity?
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about you that I allowed
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for him!
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221. Couldn't let him read
his fucking paper.
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225. Uh, not counting
them soldiers,
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226. or Yankton's
commissioner.
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227. I won't be lingering
once we've finished.
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228. If you want to stay
and politic, you'll
have to ride back alone.
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229. I hate what happened
in your home.
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230. It's alright.
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to ask me in for breakfast.
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232. - I'm working
on my presentation.
- That lovely woman,
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behind her for support
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fall to the floor.
- Would you shut up about it?
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even if only briefly,
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to acknowledge
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around here.
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ask 'em to join us?
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no fort and there's
no Sioux.
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have you bivouacked?
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confused for a general.
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by the windows.
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247. Come in and listen
or stay the fuck
out of sight.
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248. I guess you got yourself
mistaken for a general.
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249. He wants to know
what we're here for.
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250. We're here
for the election,
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251. maybe gonna exercise
the franchise.
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252. Time for us to
speak now, Sheriff.
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253. Have they told you yet
who you're voting for?
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254. Not yet.
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255. Sheriff, we...
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256. Shut up, Harry.
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257. Mr. Utter!
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258. Mr...
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259. The key got stuck.
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260. Ready for fucking Freddie?
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261. Hearst let his dogs loose.
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262. Davey, get to the Russian.
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263. Tell him to wire Sturgis.
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264. Say to wire Bullock
as agreed, huh?
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265. I want my child.
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266. I'll... I'll go
get her now.
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267. Mr. Ellsworth...
Mr. Ellsworth's been shot.
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268. - Mr. Ellsworth's been killed.
- I want my child!
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269. She'll be here with you
before you know it,
Mrs. Ellsworth.
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270. Oh, what did
I do to him?
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271. We'll go upstairs,
get you a drink.
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272. What did I do
to that poor man?
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273. You didn't fucking
shoot him.
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274. And don't be going off
into fucking hysterics,
huh?
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Utter will...
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here any minute.
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277. Come on.
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278. I'm going to
make her breakfast.
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279. Pinchbeck motherfucker.
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280. My goodness!
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281. Bare-breasted,
my word.
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such behavior?
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283. Who summons you
with such power
to do his will?
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284. - Mr. Hearst?
- Mr. Hearst?
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285. Did someone interrupted
your rendezvous?
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286. Did someone else
attack him?
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287. Cover those things!
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288. Give me your fuckin'
poot-butt gun.
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289. - Why?
- Fuckin' shoot me
with it if you don't.
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290. W-hat's going on, Trixie?
- Ellsworth's murdered,
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291. and I fuckin'
shot Hearst,
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I killed him!
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293. Shoot me or he'll do
for all of us.
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294. - Shoot me! shoot me!
- Shh.
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295. - Don't you fucking
take me anywhere!
- Shut up!
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296. Stand the fuck up!
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297. I piss hard-stole
money away
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298. to gussy
you fucking cunts up.
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299. Starchy bullshit.
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300. And fucking pretend
there's a difference
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301. between fat ass snatch
and fat ass snatch
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302. - in a fucking petticoat!
- Come on, Mr. T.
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303. Where we going,
you rummy-faced
piece of shit?
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304. I'm just saying...
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305. Just saying what?
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306. What were you just saying?
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307. I don't know, sir.
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308. Weren't you being this
fat twat's gallant?
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309. Ain't Con the nuts,
fatso?
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310. Ain't it great
to have a fucking beau?
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312. In Montana, I had
a hardware business
with my partner Sol Star,
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313. and we do the same
in Deadwood,
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came to in '76.
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315. I was marshal and territorial
delegate in Montana,
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316. and I'm health commissioner
and sheriff where we are now.
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317. With the hills now part
of the new territory,
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318. I run for sheriff
of the new organized county.
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319. If elected, my intention's
to look to the good
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of people hereabouts.
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will be secure
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and their property.
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324. I have to go.
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325. - What is it, Bullock?
what happened?
- Don't you know?
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handling the votes?
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327. The voting exclusively.
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328. He's dead. Dead!
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329. And at my hands!
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330. - Or the next thing to it.
- Who?
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- He's dead?
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- Boss!
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breakfast for you,
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337. - Well, where was he hit?
- I don't know, Trixie shot him.
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- Trixie said she killed him?
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339. E.B. said Trixie
killed Hearst!
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- No.
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342. - I'm not sure.
- Well, how bad did
Trixie say he was hurt?
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wouldn't I have seen
him pursue her?
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344. What you mean is she
might not have fucking
shot him at all!
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- No fucking closer.
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- Wouldn't he have what?
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349. - I'm a dead man.
- You ain't gonna be alone.
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fucking walk before.
- Alright.
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- Then you get out!
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and fucking cluckin'!
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fucking loose.
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in back.
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her coming here?
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what she did.
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to have her do that?
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360. Loopy fucking cunt.
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361. Mother's upstairs.
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way, Jewel.
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363. - Here, let me take it up.
- No, you fucking won't.
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with the child.
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had requested her
at The Gem.
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fucked has transpired...
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God knows where,
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needed in camp.
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372. - Uh, go ahead, Jane.
- I'll stay with Mrs. Bullock.
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ring the bell. That'll
bring me fucking running.
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374. Alright.
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375. Or I guess maybe
I'll just stay instead.
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some connection
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and yours.
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who shot me
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there ought to be.
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380. Oh, shit!
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381. Go ahead,
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less enthusiasm.
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that fellow's path and mine
crossed several times.
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a moment's harm,
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of my holdings
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brought me to figure,
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as some sort of bogey.
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388. Mmm.
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389. I expect my attacker
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390. was a bawd
connected somehow
to the man in back
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so luckily.
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victim as he did
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responsible
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in her situation.
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interests are extensive,
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the authors of events
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our holdings,
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in fact, is incidental.
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400. Goddamn it!
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401. Whew, ahh.
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402. I have some calls
to make.
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let me pass?
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404. Of course.
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to dress the wound?
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was so generous
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me today in the theater.
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410. Oh!
We are waiting for him.
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chief occupations.
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a little while ago
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not on the grounds
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but for the shot
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from so near
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not mistaken, sir.
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that is to say,
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where I rested
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you've no doubt
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426. had others
before me deplore.
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427. The walls do thicken
in our west wing.
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428. I'll have a quick
look for vacancies.
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429. Hearst shot,
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430. the wound, alas,
not mortal.
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431. "No help," as we say
at the tables.
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432. Booth...
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433. Never went you better.
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434. Anon anon, sir.
Anon anon.
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435. Goddamn it, Richardson.
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436. You're too ugly
to be sneaking up
on fucking people.
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437. From Mrs. Marchbanks.
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438. We got all the fucking
food we need.
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439. Who the fuck is
Mrs. Marchbanks
anyway?
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440. It's Aunt Lou.
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441. I guess I'd know her
for Mrs. Marchbanks
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442. if she took time
to introduce herself.
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443. Tell the arrogant
nigger thanks.
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444. No hurry returnin'
the basket.
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445. Tell her my fucking name's
Miss Caulfield...
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446. I think...
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447. The terms come clear.
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448. If she'd keep
her property here,
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449. she'll leave,
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450. having first hired
as many as Hearst has,
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451. and who can kill as well
as his do and ain't
disadvantaged, too,
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452. to keep Hearst
from killing her,
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453. which... by the shots
yesterday
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454. and Ellsworth
butchered today...
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455. means her to understand
Hearst will not cease
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456. endeavoring to do.
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457. But if she'd herself
stay in camp,
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458. she must sell
her property to him.
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459. A very pithy rendering.
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460. I want to feel
his beard.
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461. Mr. Ellsworth's...
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462. with God now, Sofia.
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463. I want to feel his beard
so I can pray
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464. that he's saying
goodbye to me.
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465. Duck, duck, duck,
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466. duck... duck...
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467. - goose.
- Go, James, go!
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468. Go, James, go!
Go, James, go!
Go, go, go!
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469. Yay!
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470. Aw! Outflanked by a boy
half my size.
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471. Next time I'll get
you, James.
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472. Ellsworth's murdered,
head-shot at the Garret
find.
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473. Your partner's
sweetheart put one
in Hearst's shoulder.
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474. - Where's Mrs. Ellsworth?
- Above with the child.
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475. - With the child.
- I fucking heard ya.
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476. He once had something
to do with her.
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477. Reason for his
making the case she sell,
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478. keep her here
for another swing.
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479. Reason ain't his long suit.
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480. Bullet removed
uneventfully.
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481. Let's pray he avoids
infection.
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482. What did Hearst say
of the shooting?
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483. That some bawd
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484. still connected
to Ellsworth
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485. must have blamed him
for the murder.
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486. Wrongheaded and fallen
in the bargain.
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487. Would you find pretext
to let the mother
know I'm here?
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488. - Bullock's with her.
- Shall I shout out
and ask it of him?
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489. Very much in your line,
this type thing?
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490. Yes.
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491. Not to my taste at all.
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492. Times past, one's fled.
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493. Doc's here.
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494. Someone fell.
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495. Will you excuse me
for a moment, darling?
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496. I want to see
Mr. Ellsworth.
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497. Excuse me.
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498. Are you certain
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499. that she saw
her family dead?
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500. Yes.
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501. I certainly
assume she did.
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502. The man
I once was, Al,
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503. was not formidable,
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504. and I am but his
shadow now.
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505. And yet, I'd be put
to use.
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506. A decoy, perhaps.
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507. A weight to drop
on villains from above.
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508. As I heard the account,
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found inside
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from the others.
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512. Having crawled
from the carnage
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513. and hidden herself,
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514. I'd always assumed.
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517. unseen from the carnage,
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518. the possibility
might exist
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519. that the family hid her
in the tree trunk
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that distance
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521. before the murderers
fell upon them.
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to have been found
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by wolves,
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524. those hours later
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525. by strangers,
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526. and then taken away
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528. her family again,
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529. living or dead...
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530. I can fix that.
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531. Slainte.
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532. Thought you's near
pitchin' a tent
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533. and settin' up
housekeeping
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534. over on that first step.
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535. You sound like a pig
my cousin run off with.
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536. Get another?
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537. If that cocksucker
hadn't shareholders,
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538. you could murder him
while you adjusted
his back.
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539. Serpent's teeth...
shareholders.
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540. 10,000 would
rise to replace him.
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541. Alright, darling.
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542. Alright.
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543. Monitor my thinking,
Jack.
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544. Oh, no warrant
as to competence.
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545. Had Hearst wanted
this woman killed,
she'd be dead already.
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546. Agree.
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547. The husband's
murdered to coerce
her to sell.
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548. For the moment,
the child's safe too, huh?
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549. Pending the mother's
decision... agree.
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550. - Safe, then,
to let 'em go, huh?
- I would, sir.
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551. Yes.
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552. Gonna take
Mrs. Ellsworth home.
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553. As you think best.
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554. I wish to thank you again,
Mr. Swearengen.
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555. We are all
very grateful.
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556. Trixie's with Star
at his place.
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557. No one knows
but Shaunessey,
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558. who lives in fucking
terror of me, huh?
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559. Passages between
their places only
Shaunessey knows.
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560. Heartfelt condolences,
madam.
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561. I get to see
Mr. Ellsworth tomorrow.
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562. Very good,
young lady.
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563. God bless.
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564. You take care
of them, Bullock.
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565. Leave the other
to me, huh?
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566. Oh, Bullock, you
might want to stand
guard outside her place.
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567. - I'll take Charlie as backup.
- No, no, Hearst ain't gonna
be coming for her.
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568. But to bring
the matter home
as grave,
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569. it'd make a case
for her selling
her claim.
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570. Not to jeopardize
the tranquility
of your own hearth.
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571. Thank you for looking
to them.
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572. Nimbleness, lad,
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574. I'd prefer Hearst's
advantage at arms.
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575. True, true.
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576. The world is
less than perfect.
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577. The camp is galvanized.
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578. People scurry about.
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579. They've tasks to perform.
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580. They feel important.
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581. I oughtn't to work
in these places.
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582. I was not born
to crush my own kind.
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583. Right with you, Wu.
In there.
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584. In there, first door.
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585. Yeah, in there.
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586. When he leaves,
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587. them that ain't lining
this fucking hallway
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588. like he's the tallest,
best-lookin' white man
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589. ever got fucking lucky
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590. better prepare
for a fucking beatin'.
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591. Wu... Custer City...
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592. Brings back
all his chinks
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593. the fuck back
to Deadwood.
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594. Wu...
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595. back Deadwood?
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596. Brings all his
chinks back, huh?
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597. Wu, Custer City,
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598. back Deadwood!
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599. Monday, Tuesday,
Wednesday, Thursday,
Friday, Saturday, Sunday.
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600. Monday, Tuesday,
10 day, Swedgin!
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601. I am sorry, Wu.
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602. I'm sorry
I made you wait.
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603. But I want you
to bring them now.
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604. While you're
about your journey,
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605. I'll be trying to conceive
some practical use
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606. for your
countrymen's arrival
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607. besides seeming
to swell our ranks.
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608. Oh, we'll give 'em
guns, yeah.
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609. We'll provide
'em with guns,
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610. so any of the slant-eyed
bastards know what one is,
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611. or, perish the thought,
know how to use one...
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612. We'll enhance
our prospects.
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613. Guns.
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614. Chung kuo.
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615. Wu, Custer City,
back Deadwood.
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616. 150 chung kuo
cocksucker, Swedgin.
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617. Shut the fuck up, Wu.
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618. Heng dai.
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619. Heng dai.
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620. Heng dai, fucking Wu.
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621. Big man.
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622. Wu... big man.
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623. Rouse him to spend
on pussy,
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624. or rob
the son of a bitch.
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