Justified, Season 3

Ellstin Limehouse:
You still don't even know what you done, do you?

Errol Butler:
I was just trying to clear the playing field. You know, get us control of things—

Ellstin Limehouse:
Why?

Errol Butler:
What?

Ellstin Limehouse:
Say you was able to start a war between Frankfort and Crowder. Nobody ever found out you fired the shot that started the whole thing, and they wipe each other off the face of this earth—then what?

Errol Butler:
Well, then we run this shit.

Ellstin Limehouse:
Oh. So that's what you want. Be a gangster. Gold chains and champagne and the hos and shit. Oh, son. We have survived in these hills on our own for 15 decades by staying among ourselves.

Errol Butler:
Yeah, but it ain't got to be like that anymore.

Ellstin Limehouse:
When your foolishness brings this war to our doorstep, how long do you think we gonna last then?

Errol Butler:
What we got to be scared of? They got guns, we got guns, too!

Ellstin Limehouse:
Guns enough for the law? And for all the hillbillies that are gonna start taking it personal when we start killing white folks? They always wanted us gone, and now you done exposed us to every buried hate-filled desire in this county. And when the blood starts to spill, it will be on your hands.