Finish the Song

Preacher 1×9

& Preacher: You are welcome to join us. For this town takes in all kinds, it does. The woman who sells her body and the man who pays for it. The hateful, the weary, the broken, the lost... and even the Butcher of Gettysburg. Killer of 77 men with his own hands. After all, there is no sin too great that forbids entrance into the Kingdom of Heaven. The only price of admission... is to love the Lord Jesus Christ.

& Preacher: We all here have opened up our hearts to Jesus. Will you accept Him in your heart? Will you proclaim your love for our lord and savior, Jesus Christ?
    The Cowboy: .... I love my horse. I love my wife. And I love my little girl. And as for Jesus... he can join us all in hell.

& Preacher: Now... what... what the hell you w...
    The Cowboy: I want you to finish the song.

& Jesse: Told you. I sent him to hell.

& Sheriff Root: ...this one child killer was feeling so unwelcome, got to the point that he... he jumped, or he dived, head first off his top bunk. He dived. Repeatedly. Over and over and over. Finally, he got the job done, snapped his own neck. Jonny’s response to that tragedy was to remove the top bunks. All in the name of justice...

& Travel Agent: ...a wonderful package rate to Nova Scotia. It’s Lobster Carnival.
    Fiore: Somewhere further south.
    Travel Agent: How about Tasmania? Mm! Sunsets on Cradle Mountain...
    Fiore: Much further south.
    DeBlanc: We want to go to hell.

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& Travel Agent: Occupation?... You’re going to hell. Someone may ask.
    DeBlanc: Serial killer.
    Fiore: Architect.

& Tulip: You freak out a lot, Emily? ’Cause you look like you freak out a lot. At this time... don’t.

& Tulip: Cassidy’s a vampire, okay? Are you okay with that? You good? Can you deal?

& Tulip: What kind of trouble?
    Emily: W-Where to start?

& Tulip: I’m gonna kill a man in Albuquerque.

& DeBlanc: Why don’t we toss a coin? Heads we go to heaven, tails we go to hell.
    Fiore: Haven’t done a coin toss in ages!

& Cassidy: Jesse Custer, with the pretty girl and the kung fu moves. What have you to be sorry for, huh?

& Cassidy: So, what do we do now? Would you fancy a shag, or want to just hold hands or something?
    Jesse: Well...

& Cassidy: Whoo! Hello, my lovelies... Angel hands. How many did you need? Three, four?
    Jesse: Mm. One’ll do. Thanks, Cass.

& Cassidy: God, eh?
    Jesse: Yep.
    Cassidy: Coming to Texas?
    Jesse: Sunday morning.
    Cassidy: That’ll be something, huh?
    Jesse: Yep.

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