Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'd like to think this is the first day of a long friendship, Mr. Crane.

Wants the doctor to examine him for murder wounds.

Not necessary, Mr. Swearengen.

Do you shoot craps, Mr. Merrick?

Bella Union cocksuckers to worry about

(speaking Norwegian)

I don't know this camp.

You lost your friend in the fire.

And Bill would be easier on my nerves.

And ask me the key to a long life.

Have we actually agreed?

I believe I'll stay with cash.

He'll help the widow.

You went back there, you knocked on her door.

Joanie: Hey, Andy.

(inhales deeply)

He, too, is God's handiwor

Let me tell you several things, EB:

Not been wounded by bullets nor strangled.

He couldn't come more highly recommended.

If a friend, or at least a professional colleague,

Sol: Fella bought the gold claim at Swearengen's?

three times a week?

- No poker. - Is it that simple?

"And then if you're still unhappy, I will give you

He goes back, tells her to sell.

The boy said someone fell?

I'm doing what I wanna do.

I'll go talk to him now.

I didn't go to sleep.

You can trust him to see to your interests.

How would it sit with the widow, for one thing?

♪ These thoughts run through me ♪

hasn't any laws or courts.

You think he smells the gold?

I never heard that word in my life.

No. We both know that.

Well, what are you doing up?