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then you killed Minnie - and Sweet Dave.

I'm Oswaldo Mobray,

You're gonna' die on this mountain, Chris.

I was a goner, and y'all saved me.

Including shittin' out fifteen extra gang members,

You're doing stable work in a goddamn blizzard, I offer to help and you say no?

Mannix's Marauders that's what.

Well I appreciate that.

Stove, fireplace, whatever. Just get warm.

YOU SHUT YOUR LYIN' NIBBA LIPS UP!

Your brother's just a owl hoot who led a gang of killers.

I heard you gave those Blue Bellies sweet hell.

You better shit two more tupperwares out your ass!

What the fuck I tell you about talkin', huh?

Ain't no way I'm spendin' a coupla' nights under a

Chris Mannix, I may have misjudged you.

he like a man who took a high dive in a low well.

Now I am calling you a liar, Senor Bob.

Muchas gracias.

- I'm Oswaldo Mobray, I'm The- - He's the hangman of Red Rock.

And if you lyin, which you are,

During war time makes me wanna horse laugh.

Walk over there where I can get a good look at cha'.

- Ask me if my ass is fat? - It is.

here is ya'? I mean maybe up there with O.B., but-

- Betsy. - Georgia girl?

it certainly isn't Buster.

Say your name was again?

Domergue's Got a Secret.

that's what i'll do.

Well admittedly that's a hard argument to argue with. But if memory serves,

You heard him freeloaders, get to work.

Cold Weather.......

I believe when it comes to what's left of The Jody Doe-ming-grey Gang...

I don't think so.

Hell yeah, kinda of a stupid question.

Then you approach....

My feelings exactly!

burining up the same time, bleedin like a stuck pig.

You put those on or you can stop worryin' about this whole thing, right now.

For the sake of my analogy, let's just assume that you did it.

Well, I guess that's very fortunate for me.

Now Minnie likes just about everybody, but she sure don't like Mexicans.

I'm here to advise the stone maker on his headstone.

- No I don't. - You sure you don't.

My theory is...

I was sitting on that side of the room. Playing Silent Night on the piano.

Texans during winter!

2K ? Donald Trump, I may have misjudged you.

Okay Joe Gage, why you goin' to Red Rock?

Well I guess that makes this one fortuitous wagon.

Major Nigger, General Smithers wishes me to inform you... I heard 'em hillbilly.

- But it sounds peculiar, though, - What sound peculiar?

You've gotten greedy, Reb, no deal.

Sheeit, after I blew his face off, Marco ain't worth a peso.

According to the Yankees, it's a free country.

in Baton Rouge.

- They ain't here? - Yes, they're visiting her mother.

And this should interest you Warren, imparticular emancipated blacks.

Tou're gonna die on this mountain!

How ya' doin' dummy?

If he had done what he came here to do,

They shot my nuts off they're freezin'

until then... I remain your friend...

you ain't gonna' be able to get away with any more then let's say one body per horse.

One of them, maybe even two of 'em, is here to see Domergue goes free.

- Then you'll freeze. - Then you'll hang.

and when The Hangman catches ya', you don't die by no bullet.

- You're The Hangman, Bob Ruth. - It's John.

Can't catch me sleepin' if I don't close my eyes.

- Fifteen killer strong. - And when those fifteen killers,

The deal still stands, Chris.

Whatever Minnie to make y'all mad.

- Where is your star? - Well I ain't the sheriff yet.

So that means you're gonna' hafta' lead a string of horses into Red Rock

We were your brothers.

Hell yeah, we did.

Fella' in the wagon not partial to company?

Ooh what's this I see, a cuddle pile? Got room for one more?

Most find it a mite too strong.

Allow me to properly introduce myself.

Come taste some of this Stew!

Get your hand outta' there.

you're a real imaginative nigger aint ya'

After I broke out of Wellenbeck,

it in an'out of the envelope all that often.

I'll put a bullet right in your goddamn throat.

None of them found fortune.

Like I said friend,

And after busting down that door, they drug you out

I ain't got no gun...

you still got to get all our corpses into Red Rock.

Four measly bulltes and there goes Senior, Bob.

That fella' y'all just killed in the basement, was Jody Domergue, my brother!

You a real imaginative Nigger

Domergues death march, you got it?

So if Minnie's on the north side visiting her mama for a week,

You can't trust a fuckin' word that comes outta' your mouth.

No forgiveness needed, son.

I'll bite... why?

Then we sit here all nice like for the next two days.

For the first time in my life I,

Step outside you and your friends can stretch

What's goin' on, y'all havin' a bounty hunters picnic?

It's still all on that nigger.

There's another fella' on foot, up here on the road!

I freakin' knew it!

- Are you a lawman? - I'm takin' her to the law.

Now I am calling you a liar, Senor Bob.

But you leave those pistols over yonder with the driver.

Minnie and Sweet Dave in there?

So you still in business?

Guess who he is?

Then I grabbed a hand full of that black hair on the back his head...

Better now I see your ugly face.

Cause I'm the only Judy you've ever seen that could drive a six horse team?

When the The Hangman catches ya'...

Hell no. I like whippin' this old man's ass in front of a audience,

You joined the war to keep niggers in chains.

Now that ten thousand's practically in my pocket.

Whoever you are mister,

your side didn't look at it that way.

Isn't it Major?

He's just a sneaky nigger tryin' to getcha to go for that gun!

Then you raise both your hands way above your hat.

You knew my boy?

It was after he served his service.

Well I can't give him a seat I don't have -