Everybody stop antagonizing my guest.

Calvin Candie

Django, you uppity son of a... !

Stephen

Hey, little troublemaker.

Django

I like the way you die, boy.

Django

Our mutual friend has a flair for the dramatic.

Dr. King Schultz

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

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

Django, and his friend in gray here, Dr. Schultz, are customers. And they are our guests, Stephen, and you, you old decrepit bastard are to show them every hospitality. You understand that?

Calvin Candie

Calvin Candie: You sir are a sore loser.
Dr. King Schultz: And you are an abysmal winner

[bursts into a room of runaway slave catchers, guns drawn] D'Artagnan, motherfuckers!

Django

Hold you fire. Stop shooting, godammit!

Stephen

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