Sammy: So if you saw a crime committed against him, you wouldn’t, as a lawman, feel the obligation to intervene?
Winona: Hey, did you, uh—did you sign that paperwork?
RAYLAN: You know, Boyd, I think you just use the Bible to do whatever the hell you like.
BOYD: Well, what do you think I like, Raylan?
RAYLAN: You like to get money and blow shit up. I know about your friend Devil and his record selling dope, and I’m willing to bet that you blew up that church in Lexington not because it was Black, but because it was a dope store. Ten to one says you got paid to do it by some other dope dealer around, didn’t like the idea of that preacher getting a free pass from the police. Win-win for you, wasn’t it, Boyd? Not only did you get to blow something to smithereens, you got money! See, I’m giving you the benefit you aren’t mental. I know you’re not stupid enough to believe that mud people story.
(Source: sarrrasaurus)
You think you know me? Well, I know you, Deputy Marshal Raylan Givens.
(Source: orcses, via fuckyeahjustified)
Boyd: Cousin Johnny? Ava? What is the coolest, most awesomest thing ever happened to us in high school?
Johnny: Ha. Holy shit, you’re right.
Ava: The astronaut.