Deadwood2004

E.B. Farnum:
Hearst... is he Caesar? To have fights to the death for diversion, murder his workers at whim, smash passages in the f***ing wall? A man of less wealth would be in f***ing restraints!

Al Swearengen:
We are in the presence of the new.

E.B. Farnum:
F*** the f***ing new! Jesus Christ, Al... is it over for us here?

Al Swearengen:
Go back to the hotel, E.B.

E.B. Farnum:
Save us. Think of something!

Al Swearengen:
Have I ever not?