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

The only time black folks are safe,

I hurt your feelings?

That nigger like to bust my jaw.

legality of what just transpired, ignored them

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

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

Currentrly I'm a servant of the court.

The South took my continued existence as a personal affront.

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

Gimme that fucking gun!

Miss Minnie? Would you roll me a cigarette?

Are you callin' me a liar?

On the other side.

If it up to me, yes

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

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

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

I got two of my best men on it.

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

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

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

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

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

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

You've got a good eye son.

But John Ruth's trying to hang your woman,

Just seein' if you do.

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

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

When the teacher asks for ur phone

This... is Sweet Dave's chair.

Tell 'em Daisy sent ya'.

you never even knew my boy?

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

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

I'll help protect your eight thousand,

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

Who's Daisy Domergue?

I never knew Minnie had a mother.

Never to be heard from again.

the Confederacy put on the head of Major Marquis?

We divide Minnie's in half.

You gotta' nail it shut!

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

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

So I burnt it down.

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

We got on in there waiting.

- Bob. - Warren.

Don't test me, bitch

I AINT EVER GOING OUT IN THAT SHIT EVER AGAIN

and sit out the snow with Daisy and Grou-

I can do another one.

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

you got me at a bit of a disadvantage.

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

But, I bet even when it was five thousand,

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

Hey there Mr Face

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

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

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

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

I mean we did just kill Minnie and Sweet Dave.

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

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

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

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

Joe Gage, who you be?

You gonna' spend the next two or three days,

to that bounty hunter that's got my sister.

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

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

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

You know what this is, tramp?

- I got 'em! - Okay fella',

Texans during winter!

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

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

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

How you like the sound of them bells, bitch?

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

Didja' know my son?

Bob enjoyed an manzana roja.

I feel kinda' naked without it.

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

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

damn sure is Minnie's stew.

if she were dead?

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

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

bounty of fifteen thousand dollars on my head.

took down, a little over two years ago.

I never did give your boy that blanket.

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

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

Me, when I see a cuddle pile

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

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

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

justice. For justice delivered without dispassion,

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

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

Never mind the jokes, just do it.

The letter from Abraham Lincoln?

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

When I found out Russia tampered with the election

you murdered were outside that door right now.

That would be frontier justice

- Nothing personal. - Just mine?