Opie Bedloe:
Why shouldn't I sell it? This is nothin' but a piece of property.
Tom:
Yeah, Opie.
Opie Bedloe:
It ain't nothin' but dirt and grass and cattle.
Tom:
Yeah, dreams and hopes and blood.
Opie Bedloe:
Well, now that's *real* pretty. Maybe you ought to go up East and teach poetry.
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