(..) made out by circuit court Judge Henry Allen Laudermilk of Austin Texas. You're encouraged to wire him. He'll back up who I am, and who your dear departed sheriff was. In other words marshall, you owe me two hundred dollars. DJANGO: I'll be damned. SCHULTZ: After this Brittle business is behind us… (..)

(..) That iron is nasty business. Could you hold this for a moment? Thank you. Django, get up on that horse. Also if I were you, I'd take that winter coat the dear departed Speck left behind. DICKY: Nigger, don't you touch my brother's coat! Goddammit! – One hundred… ten… twenty… and five… (..)