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Quote: Calvin Candie: Hello. Stephen, my boy! Stephen: [black house servant exiting the Big House] Yeah, yeah, yeah. Hello, my as_s. Who dis nigger up on dat nag؟ Calvin Candie: Aw, Stephen, you have nails for breakfast؟ What's the matter؟ Why you so ornery؟ You miss me؟ Huh؟ Stephen: Oh, yes, sir. I miss you like a hawg miss slop. Like a baby miss mammy titty! I miss you like I misses a rock in my shoe! Now, I aks you, who dis nigger on dat nag؟ Django: Hey, Snowball. You wanna know my name or the name of my horse, you ask me. Stephen: Just who the hell you callin' 'Snowball,' hoss boy؟ I'll snatch yo black as_s off dat nag down here in the mud so fast make yo head spin! Calvin Candie: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Stephen! Stephen! Let's keep it funny. Django here's a freeman. Stephen: Dis nigger here؟ Calvin Candie: That nigger there. Let me at least introduce the two of you. Django, this is a another cheeky black bugger like yourself, Stephen. Stephen, this here is Django. You two oughta hate each other. Stephen: Calvin, just who the hell is dis nigger you feel's the need to entertain؟ Calvin Candie: Django, and his friend in gray here, Dr. Schultz, are customers. And they are our guests, Stephen. And you, you old, decrepit bastar_d, you are to show them every hospitality. You understand that؟ Stephen: Yes, sir. Him I understands, but I don't know why I got to take lip off dis nigger. Calvin Candie: You don't have to know why. Do you understand؟ Stephen: Yes, sir. I understand. Calvin Candie: Well, good. They're spending the night. Go open the guest bedrooms and get two ready. Stephen: [mortified] He gawn stay in the Big House؟ Calvin Candie: Stephen. He's a slaver. It's different. Stephen: In the Big House؟ Calvin Candie: Well, you got a problem with that؟ Stephen: Aw, naw, naw. I ain't got no problem with it. If you ain't got no problem with burnin' the bed, the sheets, the pillowcase, and everything else when this black-as_s motherfuc_ker's gone! Calvin Candie: That is my problem! They are mine to burn! Now your problem right now is making a good impression! And I want you to start solving that problem right now and get them goddamn rooms ready! Stephen: Yes, sir, Monsieur Candie. Calvin Candie: Go on, now. Stephen: Cain't believe you brought a nigger to stay in the Big House. Yo daddy's rollin' over in his goddamn grave, right now. Brought a nigger to stay with us. What kinda s_hit is that؟ Calvin Candie: Man, the lip on him! Whoo! He's getting worse and worse. Now, WHERE IS MY BEAUTIFUL SISTER؟