Django Unchained

Ace Speck: Move it! Dr King Schultz: My good man, did you simply get carried away with your dramatic gesture, or are you pointing that weapon at me with lethal intention? Ace Speck: (cocks rifle) Last chance, fancy pants. Dr Schultz: Oh very well. (drops his latern and draws his revolver, shooting Ace and Dicky's horse in the head, the latter falling under the rider and crushing his leg) Dr Schultz: I'm sorry to put a bullet in your beast, but I didn't want you to do anything rash before you had a moment to come to your senses. Dicky Speck: You goddamn son of a bitch! You shot Roscoe! And you killed Ace! Dr Schultz: I only shot your brother once he threatened to shoot me, and I believe I have (counts slaves) one, two, three, four, five, six, seven witness who can attest to that fact. Dicky Speck: My leg's busted! Dr Schultz: (drily) No doubt.

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What kinda dentist are you? No. What's a bounty? You kill people? And they give you a reward? Bad people?

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Marshal Gill Tatum: You in the saloon! You got a hundred rifles aimed at every way outta that buildin'! You got one chance to get out of this alive! You and your nigger come out right now with your hands over your head and I mean right now! Dr. King Schultz: Is this the marshal I have the pleasure of addressing? Marshal: Yes it is. This is U.S. Marshal Gill Tatum. Schultz: Na wunderbar, Marshal! I have relieved myself of all weapons, and just as you have instructed I am ready to step outside with my hands raised above my head! [Marshal Tatum spits out some tobacco] I trust, as a representative of the criminal justice system of the United States of America, I shan't be shot down in the street by either you or your deputies before I've had my day in court! Marshal: You mean like you did our Sheriff? Shot 'em down like a dog in the street! Schultz: Yes that's exactly what I mean! Do I have your word as a lawman not to shoot me down like a dog in the street? Marshal: Well... much as we'd a

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Dr. King Schultz: Mr. Bennett, I must remind you Django is a free man. You cannot treat him like a slave. Now, within the bounds of good taste, he must be treated as an extension of myself. Spencer 'Big Daddy' Bennett: Understood, Schultz. Betina, sugar? Betina: Yes sir? Big Daddy: Django isn't a slave. Django is a free man. You can't treat him like any of the other niggers around here 'cause he ain't like any of the other niggers around here. You got it? Betina: You want I should treat him like white folks? [Schultz nods] Big Daddy: No. That's not what I said. Betina: Then I don't know what you want, Big Daddy. Big Daddy: Yes, I can see that. [thinks a moment, turning to one of the enslaved house servants] Ah, what's the name of that peckerwood boy from town that works with the glass? His momma worked over at the lumber yard. House Servant: Oh, you mean Jerry. Big Daddy: That's the boy's name. Jerry! Betina, you know Jerry. Don't you, sugar? Betina: Yes sir, Big Daddy. Big Daddy: Well

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Dr. King Schultz: [entering on horseback] Who were they? Django: He's the one hightailin' it across that field right now. Schultz: [aims his rifle] You sure that's him? Django: Yeah. Schultz: Positive? Django: I dunno. Schultz: You don't know if you're positive? Django: I dunno what positive means. Schultz: It means you're sure. Django: Yes. Schultz: Yes what? Django: Yes I'm sure that's Ellis Brittle. [Schultz fires, knocking Ellis to the ground] I'm positive he dead.

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Spencer 'Big Daddy' Bennett: Now, unless they start shootin' first, nobody shoot 'em. That's way too simple for these jokers. We're gonna whup that nigger lover to death. And I'm gonna personally strip and clip that garboon myself! [puts his bag on] Damn. I can't see fuckin' shit out of this thing! Bradshaw: Are we ready or what? Big Daddy: Ah hold on, I'm fuckin' with my eye holes! [tears his bag] Oh shit. I just made it worse! Tennessee Redfish: Who made this goddamn shit?! O.B.: Willard's wife. Willard: Well make your own goddamn mask! Big Daddy: Look! Nobody's sayin' they don't appreciate what Jenny did. Redfish: Well if all I had to do was cut a hole in a bag, I coulda cut it better than this! O.B.: What about you, Robert? Can you see? Robert: Not too good. I mean, if I don't move my head I can see you pretty good. More or less. But when I start ridin', the bag's movin' all over and I'm ridin' blind. Randy: [tearing his bag] Shit. I just made mine worse. Anybody bring any extra ba

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