Dr. King Schultz and Calvin Candie Last Conversation Quentin Tarantino (Ft. Christoph Waltz & Leonardo DiCaprio)
INT — DINING ROOM (BIG HOUSE) — NIGHT
INSERT: Calvin signing over Broomhilda’s BILL OF SALE. Moguy signs as a witness Broomhilda stands next to Django, and watches her Master sign her Freedom papers. Dr. Schultz sits off by himself. He’s very disturbed. All the white people with Calvin Candie are happy and celebrate Candie’s successes with glasses of Brandy. Lara Lee, Ace Woody, and Brown and Cody have joined the celebration. For an experienced horsetrader, the just concluded transaction is a thing of legend. He just sold a Pony, with a tore up back, and a Runaway “r” burned in her cheek — ain’t worth five hundred dollars- for twelve thousand.
Stephen smiles and laughs it up with everybody else. The Other domestics bring out little plates of rhubarb pie, and buzz around pouring coffee for the white people. Candie walks over to the seated Schultz, he carries a small plate of Rhubarb pie with him
CALVIN CANDIE: (to Schultz) Rhubarb pie?
Schultz looks at the pie and the man
DR. SCHULTZ: No
CALVIN CANDIE: Are you brooding ‘bout me getting the best of ya?
DR. SCHULTZ: Actually, I was thinking of that poor devil you fed to the dogs today, D'Artagnan. And I was wondering what Dumas would make of all this
*Calvin hands the doctor the two pieces of paper he needs. Broomhilda's Bill of sale, and her freedom papers. As he says the following he examines he papers*
CALVIN CANDIE: Dumas…?
DR. SCHULTZ: Alexander Dumas. He wrote “The Three Musketeers." I figured you must be an admirer. You named your slave after that novel’s lead character. If Alexander Dumas had been there today, I wonder what he would of made of it?
CALVIN CANDIE: You doubt he’d approve?
DR. SCHULTZ: Yes, his approval would be a dubious proposition at best
INSERT: Calvin signing over Broomhilda’s BILL OF SALE. Moguy signs as a witness Broomhilda stands next to Django, and watches her Master sign her Freedom papers. Dr. Schultz sits off by himself. He’s very disturbed. All the white people with Calvin Candie are happy and celebrate Candie’s successes with glasses of Brandy. Lara Lee, Ace Woody, and Brown and Cody have joined the celebration. For an experienced horsetrader, the just concluded transaction is a thing of legend. He just sold a Pony, with a tore up back, and a Runaway “r” burned in her cheek — ain’t worth five hundred dollars- for twelve thousand.
Stephen smiles and laughs it up with everybody else. The Other domestics bring out little plates of rhubarb pie, and buzz around pouring coffee for the white people. Candie walks over to the seated Schultz, he carries a small plate of Rhubarb pie with him
CALVIN CANDIE: (to Schultz) Rhubarb pie?
Schultz looks at the pie and the man
DR. SCHULTZ: No
CALVIN CANDIE: Are you brooding ‘bout me getting the best of ya?
DR. SCHULTZ: Actually, I was thinking of that poor devil you fed to the dogs today, D'Artagnan. And I was wondering what Dumas would make of all this
*Calvin hands the doctor the two pieces of paper he needs. Broomhilda's Bill of sale, and her freedom papers. As he says the following he examines he papers*
CALVIN CANDIE: Dumas…?
DR. SCHULTZ: Alexander Dumas. He wrote “The Three Musketeers." I figured you must be an admirer. You named your slave after that novel’s lead character. If Alexander Dumas had been there today, I wonder what he would of made of it?
CALVIN CANDIE: You doubt he’d approve?
DR. SCHULTZ: Yes, his approval would be a dubious proposition at best
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