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Deadwood (2004) - Season 1

Deadwood (2004) - Season 1

Deadwood is not a movie or a song, but a critically acclaimed television series that first aired in 2004. Set in the eponymous town in the lawless American frontier during the late 1800s, Deadwood (2004) - Season 1 transports viewers back to a time when the promise of gold attracted a diverse range of individuals, creating a melting pot of greed, power, and survival.

The cast of Deadwood (2004) - Season 1 features an array of talented actors who bring the gritty characters of the Wild West to life. The ensemble includes Timothy Olyphant as Seth Bullock, a no-nonsense former lawman turned businessman. Ian McShane portrays the cunning and complex Al Swearengen, the owner of The Gem Saloon and an influential figure in the town. Other notable cast members include Molly Parker as Alma Garret, a wealthy widow with secrets, and John Hawkes as Sol Star, Bullock's business partner and friend.

The town of Deadwood becomes a character of its own in this HBO series. With its muddy streets, ramshackle buildings, and constant scheming, Deadwood vividly captures the harsh realities of life on the frontier. The setting serves as a backdrop for the unfolding drama and the struggle for power and control.

In Season 1, viewers are introduced to the main characters and their motivations. Seth Bullock, seeking to leave his past behind, arrives in Deadwood with ambitions of opening a hardware store. However, he finds himself entangled in the town's political turmoil and reluctantly assumes the role of lawman to maintain order.

Al Swearengen, on the other hand, runs Deadwood with an iron fist, using manipulation and violence to ensure his dominance. The clash between Swearengen and Bullock sets the stage for a power struggle that fuels much of the show's tension. Meanwhile, Alma Garret finds herself caught between Swearengen's schemes and the attentions of the unscrupulous George Hearst (Gerald McRaney), a powerful figure with his sights set on Deadwood's resources.

Deadwood (2004) - Season 1 is a master class in storytelling, with complex characters and intricate plotlines that keep viewers engaged from start to finish. The writing is sharp and filled with rich dialogue that captures the authenticity of the era, while the performances elevate the material to new heights.

As viewers watch Season 1 of Deadwood, they are treated to a symphony of sights and sounds that transport them to a bygone era. The clinking of glasses in The Gem Saloon, the whinnying of horses, and the dust-filled streets of Deadwood come alive through exceptional sound design. The haunting musical score adds depth and emotion to each scene, enhancing the viewing experience.

If you're interested in immersing yourself in the world of Deadwood, you can play and download these sounds here. Delve into the uncensored drama, the complex characters, and the raw intensity of Deadwood (2004) - Season 1 from the comfort of your own home. Whether you're a fan of historical dramas, Westerns, or simply great television, Deadwood is a must-watch series that continues to captivate audiences. So saddle up, grab your hat, and prepare to be transported to the lawless town where survival is paramount and loyalty is often a luxury.

"On the one hand and on the other hand." All right.
(chuckling) Two hours, my place!
(glass shatters) Merrick!
(knocks) Come in.
(urinating) Cocksucker's gonna grace me
a cover for his other fucking activities. He's dead.
A dry hole, Cy. Aw, you could work that out.
All right. Informal municipal organization.
And none of this hangdog look. Sir.
And this is Sofia. Pleasure, Sofia.
Any other sons or daughters? No, that's it.
As you see. As I see, what?
Brothel. Uh huh.
Dan: His Honor. Oh, yeah.
Do the bribes come out of our pockets? Hmm?
Evenin'. Evening.
Evening. Evening.
Fine. Toward a future point
Go away, Charlie. Or any fucking thing else you want to do.
Good night. Good night.
Hey, Johnny. Dan.
How do you do, Mr. Ellsworth? Pleasure.
How do you do? How do you do, Charlie?
I see. Farnum's mayor.
I'd never have raised my hand. I don't follow.
I'll boil things down. Go ahead.
Is he around? Asleep.
is what does it, ain't that right? I never did that.
Johnny: Yes, sir. You see this?
Just minutes before, sir. Addressed to whom?
Not a word of this to anyone. Yes, sir.
of the weight in those conversations. Okay, thank you, Cy.
or any other fucking thing concerning me. I see.
Shut up, Charlie. All right.
Sit down, Tom. Don't subject me to death by water torture.
Sol: That's right. And ad hoc.
Take some air. Yes, sir.
Thank you. Okay.
This meeting's how you form yours. I see.
We're forming a fucking government. Yes, sir.
Well, you'll know better next time. The direction of my thoughts
What's going on? Be at my joint in two hours.
Won't you sit down? Thank you.
Yeah yeah yeah. Well, um
Yeah, ad hoc. Ad hoc.
'cause everyone follows their own fucking pace,
'cause I believe you got a big one on your hands.
'Cause I told Joanie I'd back her in having her own joint.
'Cause next time we see each other
'cause this several hands fucking shit don't help me.
"Any big arrival, notify me immediately." You said that.
"Come on in, try your luck here."
"Deadwood exists. We don't have to create it.
"People," that's what we're calling those cocksuckers now?
"Utter Freight and Postal Delivery Service."
(chatter intensifies)
(chuckles)
(chuckles) Ain't you a little doll.
(chuckles) Anyways,
(clears throat) I I gave the lady your note, sir.
(dog barking)
(door closes)
(knocks)
(laughs)
(piano music playing)
(piano playing)
(sighs) How much time you think that
(sniffs) Everything changes.
(sobs) God damn you!
(squealing)
♪ Moy, buddy bone, you can blow a mean horn there. ♪
$5,000.
17 fucking years and I never saw a look on your face
A couple.
A habit to cultivate.
A joint like ours, Joanie, what are we selling?
A kind of an informal governing organization
A number of men took positions.
About anything I do or don't,
About her and my boy coming to the camp.
Ad fucking hoc. Free fucking gratis.
Ain't you clever to see through the subterfuge.
Al: Objections?
Al.
Al.
All fully stocked.
All I want is for us to get along better, Eddie.
All right then.
All right, Eddie Sawyer?!
All right, Jane.
All right, Jane.
All right, Jane.
All right.
All right.
All right.
All right.
All right.
All right.
All right.
All right. (clears throat)
All right. And I got me a four bit room.
All right. We were organizing for annexation
All that organizing businesses?
All the less reason for saying you've been arrested for grave robbing...
All the pillars of the fucking camp. You mind?
All this crap about what is and isn't natural, whatever does it for a fella
Also, when I read the the scriptures,
And a preliminary guess at some numbers.
And all them offers stand.
And asking again when you give me the order to get it.
And come on if it'll cheer you the fuck up.
And congratulations on your new post
And do not worry about getting paid back.
And don't give me this, um,
And don't try and fucking hasten them.
And don't try and hasten anyone anywhere,
And every human being on earth
And for your freight business.
And get yourself some relaxation? That's what I'm asking you.
And given legal status when the Territory is annexed.
And His
And His love.
And how are you, Trixie?
And I am in the process of wearing out my own fucking welcome in this camp.
And I believe you are too.
And I cannot stay fucking sober.
And I want you to figure out what it is that you want.
And I wouldn't expect to be around here much longer
And I'm a considerable hand at the freight business,
And in in grabbin' at scrub to steady him,
And inform Hostetler at the fucking livery
And is there any pain
And it bores the living shit out of me.
And Johnny, so eager.
And let your tie hang down till you feel better.
And Mrs. Garret and the child.
And my husband's parents.
And nominations for department heads.
And now they're trying to get me to go along.
And other leaders of the heathens. Thank you, Johnny.
And raise your nerve to consult with the doc!
And stand up to all you have to stand up to,
And that just shows you how much you fucking know
And that was a great gift that I could give to them.
And the Hills'll be annexed to the Territory.
And the prospect of your family rejoining you.
And there parts of my body I can't feel,
And under a rock down there, I found other pants of mine I thought I'd lost.
And use the lion's share of revenues to pay the bribes.
And we never ask the purpose of a customer's purchase.
And what sort of business you looking to operate?
And what you pay attention to.
And whatever a man does away from the table is his own fucking business.
And yodeling about their fucking points of origin?
And you happen to be fucking overlooking
And you helped a lot of people.
And you improve it, you own it.
And you need to think about some of these things
And you want to continue like this?
And you will find soon proper payment.
Anybody else felled from them canned peaches?
Anything to report with your privates?
Anyway, you're wearing it today.
Anyways, I'm going to look for a place.
Anyways.
Are ya?
Are you off someplace? Uh, you need an escort or the like?
As far as being taken into the Territory.
As far as you saying one fucking thing
As I have the bribe sheet.
As if I've died.
As if it happened the week before.
As if my, uh as if my flesh were rotting.
As long as He wills, this must be my part.
As my employee has implicated my hotel,
As the settlement's status changes, you'd want to address that.
As you see.
Assuming the new treaty, the Hills will be annexed.
At his fucking dimwittedness.
At least that eliminates tampering from the list.
At my storage cabinet, replentishing needed supplies.
At the Territorial Legislature of Yankton.
Attune him to the necessities of the times.
Aw, 25 cups of coffee and too much circulating in the fresh air.
AW: Well, um, elections?
Bare ass naked with shit streaming down the backs of your legs.
Be over in a couple of hours. We gotta form a government for the settlement.
Be they formal, informal or temporary.
Before I'd told a story on myself like the doc did,
Before knowing what the traffic's gonna bear,
Before the Territorial cocksuckers send in their cousins to rob and steal from us.
Being sick ain't nothing to be ashamed of.
Being this is the first day of my enterprise,
Believe I'll just have well water.
Bella Union, where I work, is bigger
Better lift your skirts and...
Between Deadwood and Cheyenne?
Big pull to that, going back to what you know.
Blah! (spits)
Boss, you specifically countermanded my waiting
But a fourth estate,
But did you ever want to unbutton some farm boy's Dentons
But don't get aggravated,
But far as being ready to run a place
But far as leasing this building
But I can't.
But I decline being Health Supervisor."
But I guess being that it's Mr. Swearengen's meeting,
But I hope you're not disassociating yourself from my affairs.
But if the idea is for you to drink more and more till I say something,
But it's a little out of my path.
But just as important is the presence
But seein' as I gets drunk and on occasion shits myself,
But since we arrived, certain people that are near and dear to me
But structure enough to persuade those territorial cocksuckers in Yankton
But that don't make me a camp
But that one takes the prize.
But the quartz outcrop we found