Private Eightball: What we have here, little yellow sister, is a magnificent specimen of pure Alabama Blacksnake. But it ain't too goddamned beaucoup.
Daisy Domergue: [after Warren hits her in the face for spitting a huge wad on his "Lincoln letter"] Is this the way niggers treat their ladies?
Major Marquis Warren: [angrily makes a snowball] You are *NOT* a GODDAMNED *LADY!*
[he throws the snowball at her]
Major Marquis Warren: [to Joe Gage, Bob and Oswaldo] It's the stew that's got me thinking.
[to Bob]
Major Marquis Warren: Now how long did you say Minnie's been gone, a week?
Bob: Si.
Major Marquis Warren: You see, my mama used to make stew and it always tasted the same, no matter to me. There was
another fella on the plantation, Uncle Charley, he made stew, too. And like my mama, I ate his stew from the time I was a whipper 'till I was a full-grown man. And no matter to me, it always tasted like Uncle Charley's stew.
[pause]
Major Marquis Warren: Now I ain't had Minnie's stew in like six months, so I ain't no expert...
[Warren points towards the pot of
stew]
Major Marquis Warren: But that damn sure is Minnie's stew. So if Minnie is on the northside just visiting her mama for a week, how'd she make the stew this morning? And this...
[Warren touches Sweet Dave's chair]
Major Marquis Warren: This is Sweet Dave's chair. When I sat in it earlier, I couldn't believe it. Nobody sits in Sweet Dave's
chair. This may be Minnie's place, but this is damn sure Sweet Dave's chair. And if he went to the northside, I'm pretty goddamned sure this chair'd be going with him.
[Warren starts taking the blankets and skins off of the top of the chair, revealing a huge blood stain soaked underneath]
Sheriff Chris Mannix: [to Warren] What's in the chair?
Major
Marquis Warren: Just what I thought. Sweet Dave's goddamn blood!
Dr. Manhattan: She was pregnant. And you gunned her down.
Edward Blake: That's right. And you know what, you watched me. You could've turned the gun into steam, the bullets into mercury, the bottle into goddamned snowflakes but you didn't, did you? You really don't give a damn about human beings. You're driftin' out of touch, Doc. God help us all.