Yellowstone
Sundays 8:00 PMYellowstone Season 4 Episode 8: "No Kindness for the Coward" Quotes
James: I don't care if you live or die, but should you live, you tell 'em about me.
Dude: Tell who?
James: Everybody like you.
You are the perfect man.
Beth
It's my first date with a Texan, so I don't really know the protocol.
Jimmy
Jimmy: Well, I guess I should ride off into the sunset.
Emily: Sun's already set, Jimmy.
Beth: Here, huh.
Rip: There's fruit in the salad.
Beth: Yeah.
Rip: Yeah, I'm, I'm alright.
Beth: It's good for the prostate.
Rip: Mmm.
Beth: I have gator make it for daddy. No? Doctor says he needs to eat fruit with every meal.
John: Yes, it is good for the prostate. Lots of things are good for the prostate, we just don't talk about them at the dinner table.
Beth: You know, there's this holistic doctor at the Deerfield Club? He specializes in tantric healing. Now THAT is good for the prostate.
Rip: Tantric. What's that?
John: Don't encourage her.
Beth: It focuses on the erogenous zones.
Rip: The what? erogenous zones?
Beth: Mmm-hmm. Areolas, vulva, phallus, sphincter.
Carter: Is that Latin?
Rip: And you've done this?
John: You're just pourin' gas on the fire, Rip. Just dumpin' it right on the damn fire.
Beth: I love it. But I don't think it's for you, baby. You're wound a little tight. But it is a good idea for you, Daddy. And he is good. He made my knees wobble for a fucking week.
John: Jesus Christ.
Beth: He recommends that you see him monthly, but after my first session, I was like, "A month! I'm seein' your ass tomorrow!"
Carter: Are we still talking about a salad?
John: No, Carter. We're well past a salad. This is every meal, Rip. This is where she gets her revenge.
Rip: Beth, you're not gonna do this at breakfast, are you? Because I have to eat my breakfast quick.
Beth: What? Do what? What the fuck am I doing? OK. You know what I'm doin'? I'm fuckin' leavin', that's what I'm doin'.
Carter: Can I still have cake after supper?
John: Hell, you can have some right now.
Carter: Cake with steak?
John: Cake with your steak.
Rip: What in the fuck was that about? What kind of childhood bullshit are you workin' out at the dinner table?
Beth: Yeah, that's what it is Rip. It's the table. It's that whole fuckin' room. It's the stifling, oppressive false fuckin' fantasy of a family that just does not exist. Never fuckin' existed. You know there's four different forks and spoons on that table, Rip? There's an oyster spoon on the fuckin' table. Do we eat oysters?!? But my God, do we have the fuckin' spoon for it.
Rip: If you don't like the room, then eat in a different room, at a different fuckin' table. Look, there's a table right here. Why don't we eat right here? Waddya say?
Rip: Life is plenty hard. You don't need to help it, you hear me?
Beth: You sayin' I make life harder?
Rip: Every day.
Beth: Hey, Daddy. What cha doin' today?
John: Loadin' bulls. How about you?
Beth: Loadin' bullshit.
