Django: They caught my wife, and sold her. But I don't know who to.
Dr. King Schultz: That means we visit every plantation until we find her. And once the final Brittle brother lies dead in the dust, I am going to give you your freedom. ANd I'll take you to rescue your wife.
Calvin Candie: (from trailer) Coco, give me some sugar.
Dr. King Schultz: Do you know what a bounty hunter is?
Django: You kill people, and they give you a reward.
Calvin Candie: He is a rambuncitous sort, ain't he?
Dr. King Schultz: How do you like the bounty-hunting business?
Django: Kill white people and get paid for it? What's not to like?
Calvin Candie: Gentlemen, you had my curiousity. But now, you have my attention.
Django: (to Big John Brittle) I like the way you die, boy.
Calvin Candie: (to Dlango and Dr. King Schultz) Come on over. We got us a fight going on that's a good bit of fun.
Betina: (from trailer) So you're really free?
Betina: You mean, you wanna dress like that ?
Dr. King Schultz: Good cold evening, gentleman! Amongst your inventory, I've been led to believe you possess a specimen that I am keen to acquire.
Dr. King Schultz: What's your name?
Dr. King Schultz: Then you're exactly the one that I'm looking for.
Ace Speck: Hey! Stop talking to him!
Dr. King Schultz: Calm down! I'm merely a customer trying to conduct a transaction...
Ace Speck: (c*cks rifle) Last chance, fancy pants...
Dr. King Schultz: Very well...
(Takes out handgun from coat pocket and shoots)
Django: (upon being asked his name) Django. The D is silent.
Django: You kill people? And they give you a reward?
Dr. King Schultz: Certain people, yeah...
Django: Bad people?
Dr. King Schultz: (grins) Ah! Badder they are, the bigger the reward. (imdb.com)
Calvin Candie: Everybody stop antagonizing my guest. (imdb.com)
Bag Head #2: Did anyone bring an extra bag? I ripped mine...
Unnamed Baghead: No, nobody brought an extra bag!
Bag Head #2: I'm just asking... (imdb.com)
Stephen: (singing) In the sweet by and by, we shall meet on that beautiful shore. In the sweet by and by, we shall meet on that beautiful shore...
Stephen: In the sweet...
Django: (Django appears and starts singing) By and by... Ohhhhhh!
(Stephen, Miss Lara and everybody else in the room jerks up to Django, who is standing on the top balcony lighting candles)
Django: Ya'll gonna be together with Calvin in the "bye-and-bye..."
(Django pauses as Billy Crash walks up)
Django: ... just a bit sooner than ya'll was expecting! (imdb.com)
Dr. King Schultz: On one hand, I despise slavery. On the other hand, I need your help. If you're not in a position to refuse, all the better. So, for the time being, I'm gonna make this slavery malarkey work to my benefit. Still, having said that, I feel guilty...
Dr. King Schultz: So, I would like the two of us to enter into an agreement.
(Schultz leans in on Django)
Dr. King Schultz: I'm looking for the Brittle brothers.
(Django stares at him)
Dr. King Schultz: However, at this endeavor, I'm at a slight disadvantage insofar as I don't know what they look like.
Dr. King Schultz: But you do. Don't ya?
Django: (Django leans in on Schultz) Oh, I know what they look like, all right.
Dr. King Schultz: Good. So here's my agreement: You travel with me until we find them...
Django: (Django smiles) Where we goin'?
Dr. King Schultz: I hear at least two of them are overseeing up in Gatlinburg, but I don't know where. That means we visit every plantation in Gatlinburg till we find 'em. And when we find them, you point them out, and I kill them.
(Django smirks and nods)
Dr. King Schultz: You do that, I agree to give you your freedom; $25 per Brittle brother. (imdb.com)
Calvin Candie: (to Django) So, bright boy, Moguy tells me you looked over my African flesh and you was none too impressed, huh?
Django: Not for top dollar.
Calvin Candie: Well, then, we got nothing more to talk about. You see, you want to buy a beat ass nigger from me, those are the beat ass niggers I want to sell, so...
Django: He don't wanna buy the niggers you wanna sell. He wants the nigger you don't wanna sell.
Calvin Candie: Well, I don't sell the niggers I don't wanna sell.
Dr. King Schultz: Well, you won't sell your best. You won't even sell your second best, but your third best? You don't wanna sell either, but if I made you an offer so ridiculous, you'd be forced to consider it?
Dr. King Schultz: Who knows what could happen?
Calvin Candie: And what do you consider "ridiculous?"
Dr. King Schultz: For a truly talented specimen, the right nigger? How much would you say, Django?
Django: ...12,000 dollars.
Calvin Candie: Gentleman, you had my curiosity, now you have my attention. (imdb.com)
Django: It's me, baby... (imdb.com)
Django: Ya'll are gonna be together with Calvin in the "by-and-by" just a bit sooner then ya'll expected. (imdb.com)
Dr. King Schultz: My name is Dr. King Schultz, and like yourself, Marshall, I am a servant of the court. The man lying dead in the dirt, who the good people of Daughtrey saw fit to elect as their sheriff, who went by the name of Bill Sharp, is actually a wanted outlaw by the name of Willard Peck, with a price on his head of 200 dollars. Now, that's 200 dollars, dead or alive.
U.S. Marshall Gill Tatum: The hell you say!
Dr. King Schultz: I'm aware this is probably disconcerting news. But I'm willing to wager this man was elected sheriff sometime in the last two years. I know this because three years ago, he was rustling cattle from the B.C. Corrigan Cattle Company of Lubbock, Texas. Now, this is a warrant, made out by circuit court Judge Henry Allen Laudermilk of Austin Texas. You're encouraged to wire him. He'll back up who I am, and who your dear departed sheriff was. In other words Marshall... you owe me 200 dollars.
Django: I'll be damned! (imdb.com)
Django: (Django shoots Billy Crash in the arm; he falls to the floor injured and wailing) Billy Crash!
Django: Now, where were we? Oh... that's right! Last time I saw you, you had your hands around my-
(Django shoots Billy Crash in the genital area; he starts screaming)
Billy Crash: D-Jango! You black son of a b*tch!
Django: (calmly) The "D" is silent, hillbilly!
(Django shoots Billy Crash dead) (imdb.com)
Betina: (from trailer) So you're really free?
Betina: You mean, you wanna dress like that ? (imdb.com)
Calvin Candie: SOLD... to the man with the exceptional beard and his unexceptional nigger! (imdb.com)
Django: You said in seventy-six years on this plantation, you've seen all manner of sh*t done to niggers but I notice... you didn't mention kneecapping.
(Django shoots Stephen in the kneecap)
Stephen: Oh, God! Motherf**ker! Damn it!
Django: Seventy-six years, Stephen. How many niggers you think you seen come and go? Seven thousand? Eight thousand? Nine thousand? Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety nine? Every single word that came out of Calvin Candie's mouth was nothing but horsesh*t, but he was right about one thing: I am that one nigger in ten thousand.
(He shoots Stephen in the other kneecap)
Stephen: Oh, you son of a b*tch! Oh, you motherf**ker! Oh, sweet Jesus, let me kill this nigger! (imdb.com)
Unnamed Baghead: (raiding party is discussing their bags) Do we have to wear 'em when we ride?
Big Daddy: Oh, well sh*tfire! If you don't wear 'em as you ride up, that just defeats the purpose!
Unnamed Baghead: Well, I can't see in this f**kin' thing!
(takes bag off)
Unnamed Baghead: I can't breathe in this f**kin' thing, and I can't ride in this f**kin' thing!
Willard: Well f**k all y'all! I'm going home! You know, I watched my wife work all day gettin' thirty bags together for you ungrateful sons of b*tches! And all I hear is criticize, criticize, criticize! From now on, don't ask me or mine for nothin'!
Big Daddy: Now look. Let's not forget why we're here. We gotta kill a nigger over that hill there! And we gotta make a lesson out of him!
Bag Head #2: Okay, I'm confused. Are the bags on or off?
Robert: I thank... we all thank the bag was a nice idea. But I'm not pointin' any fangers. Think it coulda been done better. So, how 'bout, no bags this time? But next time, we do the bags right, and then we go full regalia.
Big Daddy: Wait a minute! I didn't say 'no bags'!
Bag Head #2: But nobody can see.
Big Daddy: So?
Bag Head #2: So, it'd be nice to see.
Big Daddy: Goddammit! This is a raid! I can't see! You can't see! So what? All that matters is can the f**kin' horse see? That's a raid! (imdb.com)
Django: (as Schultz prepares to pour the beer) What kind of dentist are you?
Dr. King Schultz: (smiles) Ha!
(Schultz fills the beer glasses from the tap)
Dr. King Schultz: Despite that cart, I haven't practiced dentistry in five years. But these days, I practice a new profession...
(Schultz grabs the glasses filled with beer and gives a drink to Django)
Dr. King Schultz: Bounty hunter.
(Schultz sits down with his own glass)
Dr. King Schultz: Do you know what a bounty hunter is?
Dr. King Schultz: Well, the way the slave trade deals in human lives for cash, a bounty hunter deals in corpses.
(Schultz clinks his beer glass to Django's)
Dr. King Schultz: Prost!
Dr. King Schultz: The state places a bounty on a man's head. I track that man, I find that man, I kill that man.
Dr. King Schultz: After I've killed him, I transport that man's corpse back to the authorities. Sometimes that's easier said than done. I show that corpse to the authorities, proving yes, indeed, I truly have killed him, at which point the authorities pay me the bounty. So, like slavery, it's a flesh for cash business. (imdb.com)
Billy Crash: (after Django attacks one of Candie's men, pulling him off his horse) Oh, you are one lucky nigger!
Django: You better listen to your boss, white boy!
Billy Crash: Oh, I'ma go walkin' in the moonlight with you!
Django: You wanna hold my hand?
(Billy Crash laughs) (imdb.com)
Amerigo Vessepi: (Franco Nero played the original Django) What's your name?
Amerigo Vessepi: Can you spell it?
Django: D-J-A-N-G-O... The D is silent.
Amerigo Vessepi: I know... (imdb.com)
Calvin Candie: I've heard tell about you. I heard you been telling everybody them mandingos ain't no damn good, ain't nothing nobody is selling is worth buying - I'm curious. What makes you such a mandingo expert?
Django: I'm curious what makes you so curious. (imdb.com)
Big Daddy: I didn't say no bags!
Bag Head #2: But nobody can see.
Big Daddy: So what?
Bag Head #2: So it'd be nice to see. (imdb.com)
Django: (to Big John Brittle) I like the way you die, boy. (imdb.com)
Dr. King Schultz: (to Django after shooting Calvin) I'm sorry...
Dr. King Schultz: I couldn't resist.
(Butch raises his gun and shoots at Schultz) (imdb.com)
Dr. King Schultz: Mister Candie, normally I would say "Auf wiedersehen," but since what "auf wiedersehen" actually means is "'till I see you again", and since I never wish to see you again, to you, sir, I say goodbye. (imdb.com)
Dr. King Schultz: (Big Daddy approaches with a mob of other people to confront Schultz and Django after they killed the Brittle brothers) Everybody calm down, we mean no one else any harm!
Big Daddy: Who are you two jokers?
Dr. King Schultz: I am Dr. King Schultz, a legal representative of the criminal justice system of the United States of America. The man to my left is Django Freeman, he's my deputy. In my pocket is a warrant signed by circuit court judge Henry Allen Laudermilk of Austin, Texas, for the arrest and capture, dead or alive, of John Brittle, Ellis Brittle, and Roger Brittle...
Django: They were going by the name of "Shaffer."
Dr. King Schultz: You know them by the name "Shaffer," but the butchers real names were Brittle. These are wanted men; the law wants them for murder. I reiterate, this warrant states "dead or alive." When Django and myself executed these men on sight, we were operating within our legal boundaries. Now, I realize passions are high, but I must warn you, the penalty for taking deadly force against a officer of the court in the performance of his duty is, you will be hung by the neck until you are dead.
Dr. King Schultz: (pause) May I please remove the warrant from my pocket so you may examine it?
Big Daddy: (Resting his rifle on his shoulder) Gimme.
Dr. King Schultz: Satisfied? May I have that back?
Big Daddy: Get off my land! (imdb.com)
Django: I like the way you die, boy. (imdb.com)
Stephen: (after Django is recaptured, stripped naked, taken to a barn and chained upside down from the ceiling; Stephen walks in and throws a bag of filthy clothes on the barn floor) You leaving. This here is what you take with you.
(Stephen pulls up a stool and sits in front of the hanging Django)
Stephen: Your black ass is what all them motherf**kers at the Big House could talk about for the last few hours. Seem like white folk ain't never had a bright idea in they life was coming up with all kinds of ways to kill your ass. Now, mind you, most of them ideas had to do with f**king with your fun parts. Now, that may seem like a good idea, but the truth is, when you snip a n*gga's nuts, most of them bleed out in, oh, about... seven minutes. Most of them.
(Stephen chuckles at the shivering, then-helpless Django)
Stephen: Well, more than most. Then I says, "sh*tfire! The n*ggas we sell to LeQuint Dickey got it worse than that!" And they say, "Let's whip him to death!", or "Throw him to the Mandingos. Feed him to Stonesipher's dogs." And I said, "What's so special about that? We do that sh*t all the time! Hell's bells, the n*ggas we sell to LeQuint Dickey got it worse than that!" Lo and behold, out of nowhere, Miss Laura come up with the bright idea of giving your ass to the LeQuint Dickey Mining Company!
(Django just stares at the old man talking to him)
Stephen: And as a slave of the LeQuint Dickey Mining Company, henceforth until the day you die, all day, every day, you will be swingin' a sledgehammer, turnin' big rocks into little rocks. Now, when you get there, they gonna take away your name, give you a number and a sledgehammer, and say, "Get to work!" One word of sass, they cut out your tongue. And they good at it, too. You won't bleed out. Oh, they does that real good! They gonna work ya all day, every day 'till your back give out. Then, they're gonna hit you in the head with a hammer, throw your ass down the nigger hole.
(Django looks on)
Stephen: And THAT will be the story of you, Django! (imdb.com)
Big Daddy: It's against the law for niggers to ride horses in this territory.
Dr. King Schultz: This is my valet, and my valet doesn't walk...
Big Daddy: I said, niggers on horses...
Dr. King Schultz: His name is Django, he's a free man, and he can ride what he pleases!
Big Daddy: Not on my property, not around my niggers he can't!
Dr. King Schultz: My good sir, perhaps we got off on the wrong boot. Allow me to unring this bell! My name is Dr.King Schultz, this is my valet, Django, and these are our horses, Fritz, and Tony.
(Fritz the horse does his bow, making the slave girls giggle)
Dr. King Schultz: Mr. Bennett, I've been lead to believe you are a gentleman, and a business man. And it is in these capacities that we've ridden from Texas to Tennessee to talk with you now.
Big Daddy: State your business.
Dr. King Schultz: I wish to purchase one of your nigger gals!
Big Daddy: You and your Jimmie rode from Texas to Tennessee, to buy one of my nigger gals, no appointment, no nothin'?
Dr. King Schultz: Well, I'm afraid so!
Big Daddy: Well what if I say, I don't like you, or your fancy pants nigger, and I wouldn't sell you a tinkers damn! Now, what'cha gotta say about that?
Dr. King Schultz: (Django hands his head, Schultz looks at him and looks back up at Big Daddy) Mr. Bennett! If you are the business man I've been led to believe you to be, I have five thousand things I might say that could change your mind.
Big Daddy: (laughs) Well, c'mon inside and get yourself somethin' cool to drank! (imdb.com)
Django: (upon being asked his name) Django. The D is silent. (imdb.com)
Big Daddy: (instructing raiding party) Now unless they start shooting first, nobody shoot 'em. That's way too simple for these jokers. We're gonna whoop that nigger lover to death! And I am personally gonna strip and clip that gaboon myself!
(puts on bag)
Big Daddy: Damn! I can't see f**kin' sh*t outta this thing.
Unnamed Baghead: We ready or what?
Big Daddy: Naw, hold on, I'm f**kin' with my eye holes.
Big Daddy: Oh. Oh, sh*t.
(takes off bag)
Big Daddy: Ah, just made it worse.
Unnamed Baghead: Who made this goddamn sh*t?
Other Unnamed Baghead: Willard's wife.
Willard: Well make your own goddamn mask!
Big Daddy: Look. Nobody's sayin' they don't appreciate what Jenny did.
Unnamed Baghead: Well, if all I had to do was cut a hole in a bag, I coulda cut it better than this!
Other Unnamed Baghead: What about you, Robert? Can you see?
Robert: Not too good. I mean, if I don't move my head I can see you pretty good, more or less. But when I start ridin', the bag's movin' all over, and I - I'm ridin' blind.
Bag Head #2: (rips bag) sh*t. I just made mine worse. Anybody bring any extra bags?
Unnamed Baghead: No! Nobody brought an extra bag! (imdb.com)
Dr. King Schultz: How long have you been associated with Mr. Candie?
Leonide Moguy: Oh, Calvin's father and I were about eleven when we went to boarding school together. Calvin's father's father put me through law school. One could almost say I was raised to be Calvin's lawyer.
Django: One could almost say you's a n*gga.
Leonide Moguy: What did you say?
Django: I said...
Dr. King Schultz: He's just being cheeky. (imdb.com)
Django: (playing his role as a black slaver to the hilt) You n*ggas gon' understand something about me! I'm worse than any of these white men here! You get the molasses out your ass, and you keep your goddamn eyeballs off me! (imdb.com)
Stephen: You said you ain't know him.
Stephen: I said, "You said you ain't know him."
Broomhilda: I don't.
Stephen: Yes, you do.
Broomhilda: Mister Stephen, I don't.
Stephen: Why is you lying to me?
Broomhilda: (on the verge of tears) I ain't.
Stephen: Then why is you cryin'?
Broomhilda: You scaring me.
Stephen: Why is I'm scarin' you?
Broomhilda: Because you're scary. (imdb.com)
Ace Speck: (as Dr. Schultz questions Django) Hey! Stop talking to him like that.
Dr. King Schultz: (looks to Ace) Like what?
Ace Speck: Like that.
Dr. King Schultz: My dear sir, I am simply trying to ascertain...
Ace Speck: Speak English, goddamn it.
Dr. King Schultz: Everybody calm down. I'm simply a customer trying to conduct a transaction.
Ace Speck: I don't care. No sale. Now off with you.
Dr. King Schultz: Oh don't be ridiculous. Of course they're for sale.
Ace Speck: (points shotgun at Schultz) Move it.
Dr. King Schultz: My good man, did you simply get carried away with your dramatic gesture, or are you pointing your weapon at me with lethal intention?
Ace Speck: (c*cks shotgun) Last chance, fancy pants.
Dr. King Schultz: Oh well, very well.
(pulls out pistol and shoots Ace and Dicky's horse) (imdb.com)
Betina: What'cha do for your massa'?
Django: Didn't you hear him tell ya, I ain't no slave?
Betina: So, you really free?
Django: Yeah, I is free.
Betina: So, you wanna dress like that? (imdb.com)
Billy Crash: (after getting shot in the genitals) D-jango, you black son of a b*tch!
Django: The "D" is silent, hillbilly. (imdb.com)
Stephen: I count six shots, nigger.
Django: (pulls out a second revolver) I count two guns, nigger. (imdb.com)
Django: (Politely and gentleman-like) Cora, before you go, will you tell Miss Lara "goodbye"?
Cora: (Quietly) Do what now?
Django: I said, "Tell Miss Lara, goodbye!"
Cora: Bye, Miss Lara!
Django: (Django quickly shoots Miss Lara, who is comically blown away in another room) Ya'll two run along now!
(Cora and Sheeba frantically run out of the house) (imdb.com)
Dr. King Schultz: Anything else about Mr Candie I should know about before I meet him?
Leonide Moguy: Yes, he is a bit of a francophile. Well, what civilized people aren't? And he prefers Monsieur Candie to Mr Candie.
Dr. King Schultz: Si c'est cela qu'il préfère.
(Whatever he prefers)
Dr. King Schultz: .
Leonide Moguy: He doesn't speak French. Don't speak French to him, it'll embarrass him. (imdb.com)
Calvin Candie: (shouting) Where is my beautiful sister? (imdb.com)
Dr. King Schultz: (Turns to the four remaining slaves) Now, as to you poor devils. So as I see it, when it comes to the subject of what to do next, you gentlemen have two choices. One: once I'm gone, you could lift that beast off the remaining Speck, then carry him to the nearest town; which would be at least 37 miles back the way you came. Or two: you could unshackle yourselves, take that rifle, put a bullet in his head, bury the two of them deep, and then make your way to a more enlightened area of this country. The choice is yours.
(Starts to ride off but stops to talk to the slaves again)
Dr. King Schultz: Oh! And on the off chance there are any astronomy aficionados amongst you, the North Star is that one. Tata!
(Dr. Shultz rides away with his horse and wagon; Django follows him on horseback but keeps watch of what the four other slaves do to Dicky Speck)
Dicky Speck: (the slaves watch both Shultz and Django walk away and all turn to Dicky Speck, who is lying on the ground wounded) Now, wait a minute, fellas! Let's talk about this!
(the black men start approaching him aggressively. One of the men drops the lantern; the slaves each take off their blankets and a couple of them pick up sticks)
Dicky Speck: You gotta be reasonable in a situation like this!
(the slaves continue walking towards him, not saying a word. The man on the far right holds a rifle. Django watches and observes all of this)
Dicky Speck: I'm not a bad guy, I'm just doing my job! Blueberry, didn't I give you my last apple? Tell you what, boys, take me to the doc in El Paso, and I'll get you your freedom.
(We hear the rifle c*cking)
Dicky Speck: No... wait!
(the slaves shoot and kill Dicky Speck) (imdb.com)