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Trixie: Our Father, which art in Heaven...
Al Swearengen: Let Him fucking stay there.
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George Hearst: I'm coming for you, Marshal.
Seth Bullock: I expect you will, Senator.
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Al Swearengen: It's a sad night. Something's afire. Christ, I do have feelings.
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Doc Cochran: All bleeding stops eventually.
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Drunk Number Two: [to Hearst] I hope you die in the street. Like my dad did!
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Calamity Jane: Ten years gone, 'proaching that same-self hill I thought to lay me down and rise no more... oof. Gimme wide berth, that's just passed wind! Possibly worse... Before eyes close for good an' all, I'd once again see my Joanie Stubbs... show her a sign of lovin' regret from Calamity Jane to her darlin'. And, too, at the grave of Wild Bill. Oof, I've a left-cheek ass-blister's a percolatin' sonofabitch.
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Trixie: Oh, Senator Hearst! Your Honor! Yoo-hoo! On this tenth anniversary of them being butchered, I convey to you memorial greetings from the miner Ellsworth and the prostitute Jen. But two of the who knows how many you've done for while making your moneyed progress.
George Hearst: Have I missed word of your appointment to some position of authority?
Trixie: Have I missed word of yours, you bald-pated cunt?
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Charlie Utter: Few years back, Mrs. Ellsworth, bad manners like that woulda led to a lesson in courtesy!
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Trixie: For ain't it so sir, it's the thieving and throat-cutting, them's bloodied and dead in the mud, as still stiffens the member in your long-johns? Nor, ought I fail to remark the semblance from this vantage twixt your very mug and a snatch has gone haired-over-sideways!
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Calamity Jane: Any soul on the grounds bearing mortal likeness to a walrus, raise up your right hand or whistle.
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Al Swearengen: We're all of us haunted by our own fucking thoughts. So make friends with the ghost, it ain't going fuckin' anywhere.
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Al Swearengen: Does brevity exist in your repertoire, sir?
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Al Swearengen: Maybe you oughta think about running for office? Outnumbered, as we are, by shit-birds.
Sol Star: Food for thought, Mr. Swearengen.
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George Hearst: What is wrong with you, goddamn it, to be shifting your feet so incessantly?
E.B. Farnum: Uh, the procession of years, wanton leakage.
George Hearst: You are a vile creature.
E.B. Farnum: Nor are you first to say so.
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Charlie Utter: I'd say Joanie Stubbs... collecting her portion of gloom and dismay just like any of us
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