The Hateful Eight (2015)

Demián Bichir: Bob

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• Major Marquis Warren : [to Joe Gage, Bob and Oswaldo]  It's the stew that's got me thinking.

  [to Bob] 

  Major Marquis Warren : Now how long did you say Minnie's been gone, a week?

  Bob : Si.

  Major Marquis Warren : You see, my mama used to make stew and it always tasted the same, no matter to me. There was another fella on the plantation, Uncle Charley, he made stew, too. And like my mama, I ate his stew from the time I was a whipper 'till I was a full-grown man. And no matter to me, it always tasted like Uncle Charley's stew.

  [pause] 

  Major Marquis Warren : Now I ain't had Minnie's stew in like six months, so I ain't no expert...

  [Warren points towards the pot of stew] 

  Major Marquis Warren : But that damn sure is Minnie's stew. So if Minnie is on the northside just visiting her mama for a week, how'd she make the stew this morning? And this...

  [Warren touches Sweet Dave's chair] 

  Major Marquis Warren : This is Sweet Dave's chair. When I sat in it earlier, I couldn't believe it. Nobody sits in Sweet Dave's chair. This may be Minnie's place, but this is damn sure Sweet Dave's chair. And if he went to the northside, I'm pretty goddamned sure this chair'd be going with him.

  [Warren starts taking the blankets and skins off of the top of the chair, revealing a huge blood stain soaked underneath] 

  Sheriff Chris Mannix : [to Warren]  What's in the chair?

  Major Marquis Warren : Just what I thought. Sweet Dave's goddamn blood!

• Bob : Are you actually accusing me of murder?

  Major Marquis Warren : [chuckles]  The way I see it, Senior Bob, is whoever is working with her...

  [referring to Daisy] 

  Major Marquis Warren : ... ain't who they say they is, and if it's you, then Minnie and her man ain't at her mama's. They laying out back there dead somewhere.

  [to Oswaldo] 

  Major Marquis Warren : Or if it's you, little British man, the real Oswaldo Mobray's laying in a ditch somewhere and you're just an English fella passin' off his papers.

  Sheriff Chris Mannix : Or we go by my theory which is the ugliest guy did it...

  [turns to Joe Gage and points his gun at him] 

  Sheriff Chris Mannix : ... which makes it you, Joe Gage!

• Major Marquis Warren : [interrogating Bob about Minnie's whereabouts]  How long did you say you was working with Minnie?

  Bob : Four months...

  Major Marquis Warren : Hmm. See, if you would have been here two and a half years ago, you'd know about that sign that used to hang up over the bar. Minnie ever mention that to you?

  Bob : No.

  Major Marquis Warren : You wanna know what that sign said, Senior Bob? "No Dogs or Mexicans Allowed." Minnie hung that sign up the day she opened this haberdashery, and it hung over that bar every day until she took it down a little over two years ago. Know why she took it down? She started letting in dogs. Now Minnie like just about everybody, but she sure don't like Mexicans. So when you tell me Minnie went to the northside to visit her mama, well, I find that highly unlikely. But okay, maybe...

  [pause] 

  Major Marquis Warren : But when you tell me Minnie Mink took the haberdashery, the most precious thing to her in the whole world, and left it in the hands of a goddamn Mexican? Well, that's what I meant in the barn when I said that sure don't sound like Minnie. Now I am calling you a liar, Senor Bob...

  [pause] 

  Major Marquis Warren : And if you're lying, which you are, then you killed Minnie...

  [Warren suddenly shoots Bob in the chest] 

  Major Marquis Warren : And Sweet Dave!

  [Warren shoots Bob again. Bob falls to the floor dead. Warren walks over to Bob's body with his two guns and shoots his head off] 

  Major Marquis Warren : Two measly bullets and there goes Senor Bob!

• Major Marquis Warren : Lot of hats, Senior Bob.

  Bob : Huh?

  Major Marquis Warren : Considering Minnie's "no hats indoors policy", which if I remember correctly was one of them bar "iron rules". The kind of rule she'd want kept up in her absence. You seem to have a laissez-faire attitude when it comes to the hats.

  Bob : I'm guilty, I have a laissez-faire attitude about the hats. How about we forget about the hats today, considering there's a blizzard going on? And make tomorrow no hat day!

• Major Marquis Warren : My theory is you're working with the man who poisoned the coffee. And both'a y'all murdered Minnie, Sweet Dave, and whoever else picked this bad-luck day to visit Minnie's Haberdashery this morning. And at some point, y'all intended to bushwhack John Ruth and free Daisy. But you didn't count on the blizzard, and you didn't count on the two of us.

  [indicating Chris Mannix and himself] 

  Major Marquis Warren : That's as far as I got. How am I doin'?

  Bob : [laughs]  You're a real imaginative nigger, ain't you? So, do you intend to murder me based on a far-fetched nigger theory, or can you prove it, cabrón?

  Major Marquis Warren : [laughs]  It ain't so far-fetched, Senor Bob, and it's a little more than a theory.

• Bob : I just put those other horses away! You want it done fast, you need to help.

  John 'The Hangman' Ruth : I've got two of my best men on it.

  [curtains in the stagecoach behind Bob roll up to reveal Warren and Mannix] 

• Bob : Orale, cabrón!