Deadwood, Season Two

Al Swearengen:
Jesus Christ!

Johnny Burns:
Either Al got God or Dolly just stuck her thumb back up his ass.

Al Swearengen:
Now, I'm halfway thinking this exaggerates the condition rather than alleviate it. If I might should query the doc, but then that cocksucker will only ask after gleets. Oh my God! Take it out. Take it out! Remove your f***ing thumb! Why, if I was moving forward to get away from you, would you have f***ing pursued me? When I stopped, pressed on yourself, to drive your thumb into my intestine?

Dolly:
Sorry.

Al Swearengen:
Is it a river of blood, or what the f***'s pouring out of it now?

Dolly:
Nothing.

Al Swearengen:
Huh. Close the ass-flap. The entire area of my f***ing asshole is now one gigantic f***ing throb. I have no idea what's transpiring in there.