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in the snow and hung you up by the neck, that,

Joe Gage, who you be?

bounty of fifteen thousand dollars on my head.

That sounds a whole lot like you're calling me a liar

That's the one you like to sing in the stagecoach, huh?

When it's safe I kill him, free my sister and leave you be.

The letter from Abraham Lincoln?

I can do another one.

Didja' know my son?

I feel kinda' naked without it.

Who's Daisy Domergue?

took down, a little over two years ago.

Bringing desperate men in alive, is a good way to get yourself dead.

A bunch of losers gone loco, you bet I do.

Like I said, anybody does anything. And I mean, anything.

When the teacher asks for ur phone

the Confederacy put on the head of Major Marquis?

This... is Sweet Dave's chair.

justice. For justice delivered without dispassion,

I AINT EVER GOING OUT IN THAT SHIT EVER AGAIN

to that bounty hunter that's got my sister.

How you like the sound of them bells, bitch?

Never mind the jokes, just do it.

She still stinkin' up the place with her "Old Quail" pipe tobacco?

Their job was to sack the town, kill John Ruth and free Daisy there.

Are you callin' me a liar?

But John Ruth's trying to hang your woman,

WHEN THE FOULNESS CATCHES YA... YOU'RE FOUL.

If it up to me, yes

you never even knew my boy?

The only time black folks are safe,

That's how I'm doin'. How you doin'?

You know what this is, tramp?

Yeah it do sound a whole lot like, don't it? But I still ain't done it yet.

But there's one thing left we do have a say in.

you finally decided I'm tellin' the truth 'bout bein' the sheriff of Red Rock, huh?

Never to be heard from again.

- Weren't you pen pals? - With the President?

The South took my continued existence as a personal affront.

When I found out Russia tampered with the election

But it's the stew that's got me thinking.

I knew me, i's gonna have some fun Shut your lieing nigger lips

but not cause they got butterflies in their belly 'bout me.

fucked up his leg, an' had to put 'er down.

I said, there's another fella' on foot, up here on the road!

So I kill, Warren... and we're all friends?

legality of what just transpired, ignored them

- Bob. - Warren.

And waited for John Ruth and Daisy's Stage to arrive.

Texans during winter!

damn sure is Minnie's stew.

But I strongly suggest we don't restage The Battle of Baton Rouge,

Warren's war record was stellar, and that's what saved his ass.

you got me at a bit of a disadvantage.

won't take nothin' to make you General of it. You believe that?

Don't talk to my prisoner. I talk to my prisoner, that's it. You got it?

I never did give your boy that blanket.

We divide Minnie's in half.

your legs. When you're reday, stop on inside,

Stop! Alright I did it, it was me I poisoned the coffy.

I never knew Minnie had a mother.

- Yes. And when it comes to that pile of niggers we building out back,

if she were dead?

So I burnt it down.

Just seein' if you do.

And it always tasted the same, no matter the meat.

I hurt your feelings?

Bob enjoyed an manzana roja.

Don't test me, bitch

Miss Minnie? Would you roll me a cigarette?

Hey there Mr Face

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I got two of my best men on it.

That nigger like to bust my jaw.

you murdered were outside that door right now.

You've got a good eye son.

Tell 'em Daisy sent ya'.

You gotta' nail it shut!

On the other side.

Well, I agree with O.B. This storm's got me concerned.

time's changing slowly... but surely...

You belive in Jesus now, huh, bitch? Well good 'cos 'bout meet him!

We got on in there waiting.

we're just waitin' for everybody go to sleep.

I'll help protect your eight thousand,

And there won't be a stick left in that town unburnt.

- I got 'em! - Okay fella',

Yeah it do sound a whole lot like that, don't it? But I still ain't done it yet.

Do you consider soup a meal? Then we serve meals.

Currentrly I'm a servant of the court.

We shared a steak dinner once upon a time in Chattanooga.

Never the less.... I'm gonna' miss 'em.

You gonna' spend the next two or three days,

You don't know nothin' about this filly here?

Gimme that fucking gun!

“You believe in Jesus now, huh, bitch! Well good ‘cos you bout to meet him!

dirty son of a gun's gonna come in here.

Now with brohter deadd, I'm in charge of this gang, right boys?

And that's why they drummed your black ass outta'

I ain’t never going out in that shit Ever, ever again!

- Nothing personal. - Just mine?

Your jacket's already on. And I sorta kinda trust you.

I mean we did just kill Minnie and Sweet Dave.

But, I bet even when it was five thousand,

- The hammer and nails is by the door. - There is a hammer and nails right there!

And you watched me pork up and didn't say shit...

Me, when I see a cuddle pile

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You ain't never heard of Wellenbeck prisoner of war camp, West Virginia?

And from the look of those three frozen fuckers up there,

and sit out the snow with Daisy and Grou-

That would be frontier justice

So that's you, leading a string of four horses into Red Rock,