The Hateful Eight2015

[singing "Jim Jones at Botany Bay" as she keeps tabs on John Ruth]

Daisy Domergue:
Listen for a moment, lads, and hear me tell m' tale / How o'er the sea from England shore, I was condemned to sail / The jury found me guilty, sir, and said the judge, said he / For life, Jim Jones, I sentence you across the stormy sea. Take my tip before you ship to join the iron gang / Don't be too gay in Botany Bay or else you'll surely hang / Or else you'll surely hang, says he, and after that, Jim Jones / High up... high up upon... high up upon the gallows tree, the crows will pick your bones. You'll have no chance for mischief there, remember what I say / They'll flog the poaching out of you out there in Botany Bay / Waves were high upon the sea, the winds a-pproacing gales / I'd rather drowned in misery than gone to New South Wales. The waves were high upon the seas when the pirates came along / The soldiers on the convict ship were full five hundred strong / They opened fire and somehow drove that pirate ship away / I'd rather joined that pirate ship than gone to Botany Bay. And one dark night, when everything is quiet in the town...

[sees John Ruth and O.B. pouring cups of coffee]

Daisy Domergue:
I'll kill you bastards one and all, I'll gun the floggers down/ Give them all a little shock, remember what I say / They'll yet regret they sent Jim Jones in chains to Botany Bay.

[John Ruth walks up to her with coffee]

John 'The Hangman' Ruth:
That's the one you like to sing in the stagecoach, huh?

Daisy Domergue:
Yeah.

John 'The Hangman' Ruth:
It's kind of pretty. Got another verse to it?

[takes a sip of the coffee]

John 'The Hangman' Ruth:
Well, go ahead. Sing it.

Daisy Domergue:
[smiles coyly] Whatever you say, John.

[returns to singing]

Daisy Domergue:
Now day and night the irons clang and like poor galley slaves / Toil and toil and when we die must fill dishonored graves / Bye and bye, I'll break m' chains and to the bush I'll go / And you'll be dead behind me, John, when I get to Mexico.

John 'The Hangman' Ruth:
Give me that guitar!

[rips the guitar out of Daisy's hands]

John 'The Hangman' Ruth:
Music time's over!

[proceeds to smash the guitar against a support beam]