I’m late to the rumour that Deadwood might become a movie. Late, and extremely excited. Watching this show I used to press pause every five minutes to write down my favourite lines. Shakespearean syntax + facedown-in-the-gutter profanity = goosebumps-inducing dialogue. Here are some of the g-rated gems:
Truth is, as a base of operations, you cannot beat a saloon.
Hereforth, in a calamity, I’ll be sure to send for Jane.
Short of burning it all down, you got to trust someone.
I’d as soon as try to touch the moon as take on what a whore’s thinking.
I’m the simple type of man that, seeing lightning, looks for thunder, and finding thunder understands it as part of the same storm.
I don’t collude and I don’t cahoot.
You coulda just said “Amen,” Reverend.
He may have checked out short a useful amount of blood.
You do not want to be a dirt-worshiping heathen from this point forward.
Wild Bill Hickok: You know the sound of thunder, Mrs. Garret?
Alma Garret: Of course.
Wild Bill Hickok: Can you imagine that sound if I asked you to?
Alma Garret: Yes, I can, Mr. Hickok.
Wild Bill Hickok: Your husband and me had this talk, and I told him to head home to avoid a dark result. But I didn’t say it in thunder. Ma’am, listen to the thunder.
PS: The character of Calamity Jane, played by the inimitable Robin Weigert, served as a kind of personal archetype for me a few years back. I wrote about it here.