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We'll continue to operate
free and clear here, as always.
Me, I'll never pay no money
to no Mason Wardell
or the next damn bloodsucker
come after him.
I'm sorry you feel that way,
Forrest.
Jimmy, do you have something
that you really wanna say to me?
You can't do it
the old way no more.
you had some balls, Jimmy.
Well, I guess we'll see what happens.
Gentlemen.
Look, Deputy, we've got
something of a problem here.
It's Special Deputy, and
I don't see a problem at all.
have got, uh...
...Injun blood in them.
Cherokee. This would explain
why they're a little...
...animalistic in their nature.
I don't rightly understand
what you mean.
But there's a feeling around
these parts that Forrest Bondurant
is different than other folks.
- Different?
- Indestructible.
Do you mean "immortal"?
Sh*t. You f***ing hicks are
a sideshow unto yourselves.
Sheriff, you have any idea
what a Thompson submachine gun
does to immortal"?
Well, this ain't Chicago.
You can't just shoot him.
will string us up from a tree.
Do I look stupid to you?
I've been brought in to do a job.
And I know just who to start with.
You know something?
I don't much like you.
Yeah, well, not many do.
- Gimme some of that.
- Yeah, it's good.
I could run them blockades.
- You? A blockader? Sh*t.
- What do you mean "sh*t"?
Danny, I can drive a damn sight
better than you can.
Just not in the shitcan we got.
Oh, yeah? Well, Forrest,
Yeah, well...
the hell with Forrest.
I'm sick of being his house dog.
You gonna tell him that?
or you want me to do that, too?
You all right there, Jack?
Shut up, Howard.
Forrest ain't got no aspirations.
He still sleeps on a mattress on the floor
like a f***ing Chinaman.
You might wanna watch your mouth there,
little brother.
F*** off, Howard.
- Oh, come on.
- Stop. Stop.
It's...
Where are you going with that stuff?
Church.
Hell, you better take
it easy on that jar then!
He gave a peace
of the world
Let us pray.
If any man loved the world,
the love of the Father
is not in him.
For all that is in the world,
the lust of the flesh
and the lust of the eyes
and the pride of life
is not of the Father,
but is of the world.
Amen.
Thirty-nine, top.
Too much rust
in the tank, maybe.
Or lead.
Mind if I come in?
Don't expect no biscuits
coming out around here.
- Who's that?
- Aunt Winnie.
Why don't you tell Aunt Winnie
this is not a social visit.
Well, I ain't sure
that'll do no good, sir.
She ain't right in the head.
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