Deadwood Quote by Calamity Jane Download Open image “I'm drunk. Correct. What the fuck is it to you?” — Calamity Jane ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.2 out of 5 (8 ratings) Copy quoteShare Deadwood
Drunkenness is an immoderate affection and use of drink. That I call immoderation that is besides or beyond that order of good things for… — Jeremy Taylor Copy Share Image
As many of the riders before me had been held up and robbed of their packages, mail and money that they carried, for that… — Calamity Jane Copy Share Image
I figure if a girl wants to be a legend, she should go ahead and be one. — Calamity Jane Copy Share Image
I left Montana in Spring of 1866, for Utah, arriving at Salt Lake city during the summer. — Calamity Jane Copy Share Image
Left the ranch in 1883, went to California, going through the States and territories, reached Ogden the latter part of 1883, and San Francisco in 1884. — Calamity Jane Copy Share Image
It was considered the most dangerous route in the Hills, but as my reputation as a rider and quick shot was well known, I… — Calamity Jane Copy Share Image
When I joined Custer I donned the uniform of a soldier. It was a bit awkward at first but I soon got to be… — Calamity Jane Copy Share Image
I'd punch that cocksucker in the balls before I'd cup him for comfort. — Calamity Jane Copy Share Image
I was in Deadwood at the time and on hearing of the killing made my way at once to the scene of the shooting… — Calamity Jane Copy Share Image
We were ordered out to quell an uprising of the Indians, and were out for several days, had numerous skirmishes during which six of… — Calamity Jane Copy Share Image
Hickok's half-women friend's off somewheres on a tear. The orphan square head's in the widow's care. The widow feels put upon. She's asked me… — EB Farnum Copy Share Image
“For some stupid reason, I had this irrational need to prove to Cooper that I could inspect dead bodies over black coffee and maple… — Ann Charles Copy Share Image
Wild Bill Hickok and those two guys that walked past you downstairs save the squarehead kid; tell Ned to stick around so they see… — Al Swearengen Copy Share Image
Separate rooms, I'll arrange that by tomorrow, but today I can't fix it, unless you kill a guest. — EB Farnum Copy Share Image
“I knew that kind of thinking was paranoid, but after the wacky crap that had happened to me over the last couple of months,… — Ann Charles Copy Share Image
“Take your clothes off." "What?" "You heard me." Evelyn forced her mouth shut. She looked around the room, buying time. The faded brown curtains… — Molly Ann Wishlade Copy Share Image
“Violet Lynn Parker, you’d better spill or I’ll start bellowing ‘Happy Birthday’ to you in my Bobcat Goldthwait voice.” — Ann Charles Copy Share Image
“I had a feeling that Harvey wore his shotgun around the house like a pair of holey underwear.” — Ann Charles Copy Share Image
“Lucille,” Norma Jean whispered loud enough for me to hear from my foliage hideout. She leaned over her walker and adjusted her glasses. “Is… — Ann Charles Copy Share Image
“Call me crotchety, but I didn’t like being bossed around, especially before I’d injected caffeine into my system. Violet Parker” — Ann Charles Copy Share Image
