Mister Candie, normally I would say "Auf wiedersehen," but since what "auf wiedersehen"...

Dr. King Schultz: Mister Candie, normally I would say "Auf wiedersehen," but since what "auf wiedersehen" actually means is "'till I see you again", and since I never wish to see you again, to you, sir, I say goodbye! [Dr. Schultz turns around to leave with Django and Broomhilda] Calvin Candie: [Candie sulks in his library chair for a brief moment as he watches Schultz walk out. He then raises his hand to stop the doctor] Hmm! One more moment, Doctor! Dr. King Schultz: [stops and faces Candie] What? Calvin Candie: [Candie raises out of his chair] It's a custom here in the South once a business deal is concluded that the two parties shake hands. It implies good faith... Dr. King Schultz: I'm not from the South... [Schultz turns again] Calvin Candie: But you are in my house, Doctor! So, I'm afraid I must insist... Dr. King Schultz: Insist? On what? That I shake your hand? [pause] Dr. King Schultz: Then I'm afraid I must insist in the opposite direction! Calvin Candie: [Calvin walks closer to the German doctor] You know what I think you are? Dr. King Schultz: What you think I am? No, I don't! Calvin Candie: I think you are a bad loser! Dr. King Schultz: And I think you're an abysmal winner! Calvin Candie: Never the less, here in Chickasaw County, a deal ain't done till the two parties have shook hands. Even after all that paper signin', don't mean shit you don't shake my hand. Dr. King Schultz: And if I don't shake your hand, you're gonna throw away $12,000? I don't think so! Calvin Candie: Mr. Pooch, if she tries to leave here before this nigger-loving German shakes my hand, you cut her ass down! [Butch turns around to Broomhilda and clicks his gun. Django stands in front of Broomhilda to protect her in case she gets shot; he looks at Schultz. Dr. Schultz glares back at Django with an angry look on his face] Dr. King Schultz: [Dr. Schultz turns back at Candie] You REALLY want me to shake your hand? Calvin Candie: [Candie holds out his hand and smirks] I insist! Dr. King Schultz: Oh, if you insist... [Schultz smiles and walks up to Candie, pretending to willfully shake his hand; he instead raises a tiny gun hidden under his sleeve and shoots Candie in the chest]