Oscar: I’ll shoot the hateful hand that shot that child.
Okay so check this badassery: Oscar is in a duel with the Duke who shot that kid (and she practiced for it by distance- shooting the little heart on an Ace of Hearts playing card, and then the head of a Jack) and he arranges it so the sun will reflect off the window into her eyes and she won’t be able to see to shoot him.
What does she do? She guesses he’ll go for the middle of her forehead and so puts her gun against her forehead to deflect the bullet and then shoots him. Flawlessly.
She is the definition of bamf.
I like how the dude’s like “it’s not life threatening!” about the guys shot hand. Uh, in those days, a scraped knee could potentially turn into a life threatening situation. Wouldn’t be quite so blase.