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Quotes of Movie: "Deadwood" [2004]
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Any more gunplay gets answered. You call the law in Sampson, you don't get to call it off just cause you're liquored up and popular on payday. Separate rooms, I'll arrange that by tomorrow, but today I can't fix it, unless you kill a guest. God rest the souls of that poor family... and pussy's half price for the next 15 minutes. You with that ugly fuck by your own free will, Doc? Doc Cochran: Yes, yes I am. I'd rather be lucky than smart. | |
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Wild Bill Hickok and those two guys that walked past you downstairs save the squarehead kid; tell Ned to stick around so they see what the kid has to say about him. Persimon Phil: Wild Bill Hickok? Al Swearengen: And Ned throws down... Persimon Phil: Against Wild Bill Hickok? Al Swearengen: Against Hickok and this other cocksucker who draws almost as fast, so it's a toss-up who blew Ned's head off. They butt into other people's business; and make the business of other's their own - these bought-out, no good cocksuckers. Tom Mason: Hickok, you talkin' bout? Al Swearengen: Oh, fuckin' big shot he is. Persimon Phil: Big fuckin' shot, when he's standing in front of you. Al Swearengen: One in his ear from behind, I'd like to see how fucking tough he was. You want a blow job while I talk to you? Judge: No. Al Swearengen: I wasn't offering personally. Hickok's half-women friend's off somewheres on a tear. The orphan square head's in the widow's care. The widow feels put upon. She's asked me to find her some help. I suggested the gimp. I'm drunk. Correct. What the fuck is it to you? Al Swearengen: What's your name, it's Jack, ain't it? Jack McCall: Yes, sir! You buy me a drink, I'll make my mark. Al Swearengen: Stick around camp, Jack- I'll make mine for you. Jack McCall: What in the hell is that supposed to mean? Al Swearengen: Means there's a horse waiting for you outside you'll want to get on before somebody murders you who gives a fuck about right and wrong- or I do. [Jack stares, dumbfounded] Al Swearengen: It's the paint, Jack. Right outside my joint. [whispering] Al Swearengen: Run for your fucking life. Pain or damage don't end the world. Or despair or fucking beatings. The world ends when you're dead. Until then, you got more punishment in store. Stand it like a man... and give some back. Tread lightly who lives in hope of pussy. And you, Mr. Wolcott, I find you the most severe disappointment of all. Francis Wolcott: Often to myself, as well. Don't forget to kill Tim. My bicycle masters boardwalk and quagmire with aplomb. Those that doubt me... suck cock by choice. [demanding conditions on buying the lot] 1,000, now. If anyone in that tent, or the building we put up, turns a playing card or pours a drink or offers a woman's services, you get the title back and keep our fuckin' money. Al Swearengen: What makes you talk to me in that tone of voice? Seth Bullock: I'm makin' a counter offer. Al Swearengen: You come into camp, rent my lot, within six hours you blow in a guy's eye with Wild Bill Hickok backin' your play. Next day, I'm supposed to sell you the lot, put you in business, without askin' who the fuck you are or what the fuck you're doin' here? Seth Bullock: As far as what happened in the street, with Bill Hickok bein' involved, that was a turn of events. Al Swearengen: A what? Seth Bullock: It was a turn... of events. Al Swearengen: Oh, a turn of events. Your partner calls it a coincidence. So, what with this coincidence and turn of events starin' me in the fuckin' face and five other fuckin' things I'm supposed to be payin' attention to, I still make you a sensible proposal and you answer by insulting me in my own joint. Sol Star: Seth didn't mean to insult you, Mr. Swearengen. Al Swearengen: You stay out of this! You don't know nothin' about this! You weren't here and you don't have his proxy, so why don't you do whatever you people do when you're not running your mouths off or cheatin' people out of what they earn by Christian work. Seth Bullock: You don't want to be talkin' that way! Al Swearengen: Oh, don't tell me how to talk in my own fuckin' place! Now, here's my counter offer to your counter offer - go *fuck* yourself! Sol Star: Seth... Al Swearengen: Get him... away from me! Should we shake hands or something, relieve the atmosphere? I mean how stupid do you think I am? Wild Bill Hickok: I don't know. I just met you. You know the sound of thunder, Mrs. Garret? Alma Garret: Of course. Wild Bill Hickok: Can you imagine that sound if I asked you to? Alma Garret: Yes, I can, Mr. Hickok. Wild Bill Hickok: Your husband and me had this talk, and I told him to head home to avoid a dark result. But I didn't say it in thunder. Ma'am, listen to the thunder. Sometimes I wish we could just hit 'em over the head, rob 'em, and throw their bodies in the creek. Cy Tolliver: But that would be wrong. God bless you, Mr. Swearengen. Al Swearengen: Well, not likely. But my prospects have just improved. Lord, grant that I may seek rather to comfort than to be comforted, to understand, than to be understood, to love, than to be loved... and the rest I forget. [about Wild Bill] I won't be a drunk where he's buried, and I can't stay sober. [on his nickname for Seth] "Montana" OK with you? Seth Bullock: Only nickname I ever had was "Sloth." Wild Bill Hickok: Don't seem to fit ya. Welcome to fucking Deadwood! Wave a penny under the Jew's nose; if they got living breath in them, brings them right around. | |
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