The Hateful Eight Page #10

You're about to be murdered

in some n*gger named

Minnie's house and you

don't even know why!

Okay, b*tch...

I'll bite... why?

I am workin with all

three of them fella's...

but not cause they got

butterflies in their belly 'bout me.

But because we're all gang members,

The Jody Domergue Gang!

That fella' y'all just killed in the

basement, was Jody Domergue, my brother!

Well who the hell,

is Jody Domergue?

You wanna tell 'em bounty man?

He's a big bad cat.

He's worth fifty thousand dollars.

And every member of his

gang is wort at least ten.

Wich finally explains why you're worth ten.

And what's gonna' happen

when that sun comes

out n*gger, so is my

brother's fifteen men

comin' straight here for us!

Tell 'em Grouch!

Jody's got fifteen men waitin' in Red Rock.

If we couldn't kill John

Ruth and free Daisy here.

Their job was to sack the town,

kill John Ruth and free Daisy there.

Now with brohter deadd,

I'm in charge of this gang, right boys?

Oh yeah.

And Chris I'm tellin' you, you ain't

done anything yet, we can't forgive.

So...

- let's make a deal?

- No deals, b*tch!

You gonna' let that n*gger

speak for you, Chris?

Hold it Warren.

Seein' as she ain't got

nothin' to sell, I'm

kinda curious about her

sales pitch, humor me.

All right, b*tch.

What's... your... deal?

Easy.

Take your gun, shoot

that n*gger dead.

Then we sit here all nice like

for the next two days.

When the snow melts...

we go back to Mexico and you go on to Red

Rock to get that star pinned on your chest.

Well... we can give 'em Marco.

Bob's real name is

"Marco The Mexican".

He's worth twelve thousand dollars.

- That's "Marco The Mexican"?

- Precisely, yeah.

Sheeit, after I blew his face off,

Marco ain't worth a peso.

If I die in the next two days, which

is more than likely, you can have me.

Under the name "English Pete

Hicox" I've gotta' federal

bounty of fifteen thousand

dollars on my head.

- And it's all your Chris.

- You keep talkin', Pete.

You gonna talk yourself to death.

Joe Gage, who you be?

- Grouch Douglass.

- You heard of him?

Yeah, I heard of Grouch Douglass.

He's worth ten, just like Daisy.

Remind me,

why we wouldn't just kill

all y'all and cash in?

Oh, you can kill us all. But you'll

never spend a cent of that bounty money

and you'll never leave this mountain alive.

Because when that snow

melts, the rest of Jody's

gang - all fifteen of 'em

- that were waiting,

in Red Rock are comin' here.

Now let, let's say you shoot us all...

If you really want all that

Domergue Gang bounty money,

you still got to get

all our corpses into Red Rock.

And that ain't gonna' be so easy. Cause I

doubt you can drive a four horse team.

And that wagon out there is

too heavy for a two horse team.

So that means you're gonna' hafta'

lead a string of horses into Red Rock

And with that deep snow after a blizzard,

you ain't gonna' be able to get away with

any more then let's say one body per horse.

So that's you, leading a string of

four horses into Red Rock,

and with all them horses, in that snow,

and you all by your lonesome,

you're gonna be a mite poky.

And you gonna' run smack

dab into The Domergue

Gang and agin Grouch,

how many is that?

- Fifteen killer strong.

- And when those fifteen killers,

come across you,

in possession of all of

our dead bodies, they

ain't just gonna' kill

you and that n*gger.

There gonna go back to Red Rock

and kill every son of a b*tch in that town.

You really the Sheriff of Red Rock?

You wanna save the town?

Then shoot that n*gger dead!

You belive in Jesus now, huh, b*tch?

Well good 'cos 'bout meet him!

Anybody else wanna' make a deal, huh?

The deal still stands, Chris.

You ain't done we can't forgive.

It's still all on that n*gger.

Shoot 'em dead, take my body

and sit out the snow with Daisy and Grou-

Mannix!

Give me my pistol!

Catch 'em here.

Catch 'em here.

So...

you were sayin'...

we sit here...

all nice and friendly like...

for the next two days...

then the snow melts,

you leave here, meet up

with your gang and high tail it to Mexico?

Yeah.

And I get Oswaldo and Joe Gage?

Yeah.

But Jody's worth fifty thousand,

what 'bout his body?

You gonna make a deal with

this diabolical b*tch?

I'm not sayin' I'm gonna' make a deal

with her, we're just talkin'. Calm down.

So what about Jody's body

and the fifty thousand?

You've gotten greedy, Reb, no deal.

We take Jody's body back with us

he got children.

So I kill, Warren...

and we're all friends?

Yeah.

No deal, tramp.

Chris you're makin' the biggest

mistake of your life!

When our boys get here in a coupla' days,

their gonna cut your nuts off!

And there won't be a

stick left in that town unburnt.

Well I guess I should be

plum scared right now, huh?

If you had any brains, you would be.

You see...

here's the problem Daisy.

In order for me to be

scared of your threats,

I got to believe in those fifteen extra

gang members waitin' it out in Red Rock.

And boy, oh boy... I sure don't.

What I belive is...

Joe Gage or Grouch Douglass

whatever the f*** his name was....

poisoned the coffy...

and you watched him do it.

And you watched me pork up

and didn't say sh*t...

and I believe...

you all what you've always been...

a lyin' b*tch,

who will do anything...

to cheat that rope waitin'

for her in Red Rock.

Including shittin' out

fifteen extra gang members,

Whenever you needs be.

And...

I believe when it comes to what's left of

The Jody Doe-ming-grey Gang...

I'm lookin' at 'em,

right here right, right

now. Dead on this on this

motherfuckin' floor.

Goddamn right.

You're gonna' die on

this mountain, Chris.

- My brother leds an army of men-

- Horse Sh*t!

My daddy led an army, he led a

renegade amry, fightin' a lost cause!

My daddy held up to

four hundred men together after the war

with nothing but

their respect in his command.

Your brother's just a owl hoot

who led a gang of killers.

I don't feel so good.

Oh, sh*t.

You still alive, white boy?

Mannix?

F***!

Hey, boy!

Get up!

Chris Mannix!

Your ass ain't nailed to the floor!

Wake the f*** up!

Wake up, white boy!

I ain't dead yet, you black bastard.

Chris Mannix,

I may have misjudged you.

Now we've come to the part of the story...

- where I blow your goddamn head off!

- No, no, no don't shoot her!

Why the hell not?

John Ruth.

John Ruth was one mighty, mighty bastard.

What's the las thing...

that bastard did, 'fore he died?

Was save your life.

We gonna' die, white boy.

We ain't got no say in that.

But there's one thing left

we do have a say in.

And that how we kill this bitich.

And I say, shootin's to good for her...

John Ruth coulda shot her anywhere,

anytime along the way,

but John Ruth was The Hangman...

and when The Hangman catches ya',

you don't die by no bullet.

When the The Hangman catches ya'...

you hang.

"You only need to hang Mean Bastards."

"But Mean Bastards, you need to hang".

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