The Hateful Eight Page #3

You really think I'm

in cahoots wit' that fella'? Or her?

- Put them on.

- I ain't wearin' handcuffs.

You put those on or you can stop worryin'

about this whole thing, right now.

Chapter Two Son of a Gun

Hand your weapons to the driver.

Little jumpy, ain't you?

Never mind the jokes, just do it.

- If you say so.

- I do.

Okay...

I done did it.

O.B.?

Ya' got 'em?

- I got 'em!

- Okay fella',

you keep holdin'

that lantern in that one hand,

and you keep that other

hand where I can see it.

Walk over there where I can

get a good look at cha'.

I'll be a goddamn dog in the manger.

Is that you Chris Mannix?

- I'm sorry friend, do we know each other?

- Not quite.

- You know this fella'?

- Only by reputation.

Like I said friend,

you got me at a bit of a disadvantage.

Keepin' you at a disadvantage,

is a advantage I intend to keep.

Whoever you are mister,

you sure sound tough when you're talkin'

to a desperate man knee deep in snow.

I don't want no trouble.

I just wanna' ride.

I'm freezin to death.

Who is this joker.

You heard of the rebel

renegade Erskine Mannix?

- Mannix's Marauders?

- That's them.

The scourge of South

Carolina, Mannix Marauders.

That's Erskine's youngest boy, Chris.

What brings you in my path, Chris Mannix?

Well Mr. Face,

I was riding to Red Rock and my horse

stepped in a gopher hole in the snow,

f***ed up his leg,

an' had to put 'er down.

You got business in Red Rock?

- Yes I do.

- What?

I'm the new sheriff.

- Horseshit.

- 'fraid not.

- Where is your star?

- Well I ain't the sheriff yet.

Once I get there they swear me in,

but that ain't happened yet.

And that's when

you get your star.

You got anything that

can back any of this up?

Yeah.

When we get to Red Rock.

And from the look of those

three frozen f***ers up there,

I figure you're a bounty hunter

open for business.

And I figure you're taking them three

dead bodies into Red Rock to get paid?

Three dead.

One alive.

- Who's that?

- Daisy Domergue.

Who the f*** is Daisy Domergue?

Not a goddamn thing to nobody,

except me and the hangman.

The Hangman?

Well I'll be double dogged damned.

- You're The Hangman, Bob Ruth.

- It's John.

And you...

your're the n*gger with the head...

Major Marquis.

My lord, is that really the real head

of Major Marquis, lookin' at me now?

Yeah it's really me and

it's really my head.

What's goin' on, y'all havin'

a bounty hunters picnic?

Never mind, you takin' in

them three dead bodies

and her to Red Rock

to get paid, ain't ya'?

Yeah.

Well...

the man is red Rock suppose

to pay you is me. The new sherrif.

So if you wanna get paid,

you need to get me to Red Rock.

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