[putting his bag/mask on] Damn. I can't see fucking shit out of this thing.

Big Daddy

Django: Cora, say goodbye to Miss Laura.
Cora: Goodbye, Miss Laura...
Django: Goodbye, Miss Laura!

Django: You better listen to your boss, white boy.
Billy Crash: Oh, I'ma go walkin' in the moonlight with you.
Django: You wanna hold my hand?

Calvin Candie: White cake? Dr. King Schultz: I don't go in for sweets, thank you.
Calvin Candie: Are you brooding 'bout me getting the best of ya, huh?
Dr. King Schultz: Actually, I was thinking of that poor devil you fed to the dogs today, D'Artagnan. And I was wondering what Dumas would make of all this.
Calvin Candie: Come again?
Dr. King Schultz: Alexander Dumas. He wrote "The Three Musketeers." I figured you must be an admirer. You named your slave after his novel's lead character. If Alexander Dumas had been there today, I wonder what he would have made of it?
Calvin Candie: You doubt he'd approve?
Dr. King Schultz: Yes. His approval would be a dubious proposition at best.
Calvin Candie: Soft-hearted Frenchy?
Dr. King Schultz: Alexander Dumas is black.

Django, you uppity son of a... !

Stephen

Dr. King Schultz: [toasting their business transaction] Prost!
Calvin Candie: [toasting in kind] ... German.

[shouting] Where is my beautiful sister?

Calvin Candie

[to slaves] And in the odd chance there are any Astronomy aficionados amongst you the North Star is... that one.

Dr. King Schultz

[Cocks rifle] Who's that stumblin' around in the dark? State your business or prepare to get winged.

Dicky Speck
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