Fargo 2×6
& Dodd: I get it. You don’t have respect for anything. But... do you know what a whore’s life is?
Simone: Come on, now.
Dodd: I’m serious. This is me looking out for you. Some career advice...
& Milligan: Any last message for your dad when I see him?
Simone: Yeah. Tell him... kiss my grits.
& Milligan: «’Twas brillig,
and the slithy toves did gyre
and gimble in the wabe,
all mimsy
were the borogroves...
And the mome raths outgrabe.
Beware the jabberwock, my son.
The jaws that bite...
The claws that catch.
Beware the jubjub bird
and shun
the frumious bandersnatch.
And, as if in uffish thought
he stood,
the jabberwock,
with eyes of flame,
came whiffling through
the tulgey wood,
and burbled as it came.
One, two. One, two.
And through and through.
The vorpal blade did
snicker-snack.
He left it dead,
and with its head
he went galumphing back.»
& Peggy: Be the best me I can be because these are modern times, you know, and a woman— well, she just doesn’t have to be a wife and a mother no more. She can be... There’s nothing she can’t be.
Hank: You’re a little touched, aren’t ya?
Peggy: What?!
& Peggy: But life’s a journey, ya know? That’s what John Hanley Sr. says. He’s the founder of Lifespring. Life’s a journey, and the one thing you don’t do on a journey is stay in one place, right?
& Hank: Peggy... Before you, uh... Before you start making plans, you should know I got a forensic team coming down... And I know it’s been repaired, but we’re gonna check your car for blood. Microscopically, I mean, which... you’d be amazed at what we can find on the atomic level these days.
& Lou: These boys aren’t gonna rest until you’re dead, son. Possibly Peggy, too...
Ed: I want a lawyer. Lou, I-I... I need one. I’m— I’m askin’ ya for one.
Lou: Ed, that’s not—
Ed: No, I-I seen the shows...
Lou: You don’t...
Ed: ...on TV. I seen the shows on TV. «Ironside» and... This is all too important to make mistakes here. So get me a lawyer, a good one. And if he says... then I’ll— I’ll talk.
& Karl: I have made the pilgrimage from the Hall of Veterans as George Washington once forded the Delaware. Steely in my resolve, prepared to battle unto my dying breath for the rights—
Denise: Lawyer’s here.
Karl: —For the rights of free men! Rights that were squeezed from British oppression like water from a stone! That all men are created equal, free from the jackboot tyranny and gulag magic tricks of nameless, faceless committees.
& Ed: I-I-I didn’t do this thing that they’re—
Karl: No, no. Don’t tell me. The establishment has ears everywhere, even here.
Ed: Ears?
Karl: Instead, I shall simply ask «G» or «NG» and you, my client, will shake your head in the affirmative for the letter or letters that best describes your status.
& Ed: So I-I-I shake my head «Yes.»
Karl: Let’s say for the purposes of the cameras that are no doubt watching... that a negative shake side to side shall in this case be a positive affirmation.
& Karl: Remember, only shake once. «G»... or... «NG»..... Well, son, rest assured... whatever your status, I shall defend you till your last breath. I mean my last breath.
& Lou: Denise, get on the horn to HQ. Tell ’em we need every man available yesterday. There’s a lynchin’ party outside.
& Karl: Hold on now. We’re allies, like Hô Chí Minh and the Red Chinese.
Bear: Arms in the air.
& Karl: I’m talking about the camaraderie of men, kid— that hard to define male bond born in the age of the Neanderthal when men still hunted mastodon with flint and spears. I’m saying you find that in wartime. That foxhole brotherhood. Then when you come back... Well, there’s no civilian equivalent, not in peacetime.
Sonny: Sure know a lot of words, Karl.
Karl: I’m an esquire, kid. A barrister. Defender of the common man, the mis-accused.
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