Deadwood, Season One

Seth Bullock:
That man is a lunatic. High water he never made much sense, but now? He just utters pure gibberish.

Sol Star:
Did he look pale to you?

Seth Bullock:
What?

Sol Star:
Did he seem pale?

Seth Bullock:
How the f*** do I know if he was pale?

Sol Star:
He looked pale to me.

Seth Bullock:
What if he was? Let's say he was. Will you shut up about it? What is my part, and your part? [mocking] "What part of my part is your part? Is my foot your knee? What about your ear?" What the f*** is that?

Sol Star:
Yeah, I don't know.

Seth Bullock:
What don't you know? If he was pale or not?

Sol Star:
What you're supposed to do.

Seth Bullock:
I'm not supposed to do anything! Let's agree to that. Not one f***ing thing that I don't decide I'm gonna. All right, Sol?

Sol Star:
All right. [Bullock begins to walk away] Suspenders.

Seth Bullock:
God damn it! If I kill the droop-eyed son of a bitch and my part's getting hanged for it, good luck with the f***ing store.

Sol Star:
All right.

Seth Bullock:
I will write to Martha and see it posted. You look out after that widow.

Sol Star:
All right, Seth.

Seth Bullock:
Can I impose on you to pack a bag for me to cut down on the cocksucker's head start?

Sol Star:
Be ready for you when you ride out.

Seth Bullock:
Thanks, Sol.