James Russo credited as playing...
Dicky Speck
- [first lines]
- Dicky Speck: [cocks rifle] Who's that stumblin' around in the dark? State your business or prepare to get winged!
- Dr. King Schultz: I wish to parley with you.
- Dicky Speck: Speak English.
- Dr. King Schultz: Oh, I'm sorry, please forgive me. it *is* a second language.
- Dr. King Schultz: [Turns to the four remaining slaves] Now, as to you poor devils. So as I see it, when it comes to the subject of what to do next, you gentlemen have two choices. One: once I'm gone, you could lift that beast off the remaining Speck, then carry him to the nearest town; which would be at least 37 miles back the way you came. Or two: you could unshackle yourselves, take that rifle, put a bullet in his head, bury the two of them deep, and then make your way to a more enlightened area of this country. The choice is yours.
- [Starts to ride off but stops to talk to the slaves again]
- Dr. King Schultz: Oh! And on the off chance there are any astronomy aficionados amongst you, the North Star is that one. Tata!
- [Dr. Shultz rides away with his horse and wagon; Django follows him on horseback but keeps watch of what the four other slaves do to Dicky Speck]
- Dicky Speck: [the slaves watch both Shultz and Django walk away and all turn to Dicky Speck, who is lying on the ground wounded] Now, wait a minute, fellas! Let's talk about this!
- [the black men start approaching him aggressively. One of the men drops the lantern; the slaves each take off their blankets and a couple of them pick up sticks]
- Dicky Speck: You gotta be reasonable in a situation like this!
- [the slaves continue walking towards him, not saying a word. The man on the far right holds a rifle. Django watches and observes all of this]
- Dicky Speck: I'm not a bad guy, I'm just doing my job! Blueberry, didn't I give you my last apple? Tell you what, boys, take me to the doc in El Paso, and I'll get you your freedom.
- [We hear the rifle cocking]
- Dicky Speck: No... wait!
- [the slaves shoot and kill Dicky Speck]
- Dicky Speck: [as Django walks over to Ace Speck's body to retrieve his coat] Nigger! Don't you touch my brother's coat!
- [Django turns around and walks towards Dicky Speck; he angrily stomps on his shattered leg]
- Dicky Speck: AHHH! GOD DAMN IT! OH!
- Dr. King Schultz: Mr. Speck, I'm afraid I'll require a bill of sale. Do you have one?
- Dicky Speck: You go to Hell, Dentist!