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This is Ben. He's an old joe that lived around here for a long time, and I do mean a long damn time. Old Ben here took care of my daddy and my daddy's daddy. Till he up and keeled over one day, old Ben took care of me. Growin' up the son of a huge plantation owner in Mississippi puts a white man in contact with a whole lotta black faces. I spent my whole life here, right here in Candieland, surrou
Now lay your palms flat on the table top! If you lift those palms off that turtle shell table top, Mr. Butch is gonna let loose with both barrels of that sawed off! There have been a latta lies said around this diner table here tonight, but that you can believe. Mr. Moguy, would you be so kind as to collect the pistol hangin' on those boys hips here? Thank you ever so much.
Doctor
Where were we?
Jackass.
Oh yes... I do believe you were just getting ready to make me a proposition to buy Broomhilda. I am right? Bring out Hildi!
Your way, honey.
Sit your ass in that goddamn chair!
Lay your hands flat on that table.
And shut your mouth! Dr. Schultz... in Greenville, you yourself said, that for the "Right Nigger" you'd be willing to pay what some may consider is a ridiculous amount. To which, me myself said, "What is your definition of ridiculous? ", to which you said, "Twelve thousand dollars". Now considering you all have ridden a whole lotta miles, went to a whole lotta trouble, and done spread a whole lott
purchase this lovely lady right here, it would appear that Broomhilda is in fact the "Right Nigger"! And if y'all wanna leave
Candyland with Broomhilda... the price is twelve thousand dollars.
And I take it you prefer the "take
it or leave it" style of negotiating?
Yes I do, doctor.You see, under the laws of Chickasaw County, Broomhilda here is my property And I can chose to do with my property whatever I so desire! And if you all think my price for this nigger here is too steep, what I'm gonna desire to do is...take this fuckin' hammer here, and beat her ass to death with it! Right in front of both y'all! Ain't it good, fella? Then we can examine the three
May I lift the hands off the table
top in order to remove my billfold?
Yes you may.
That twelve.
Sold! To the man with the exceptional beard, and his unexceptional nigger.