At Any Price Page #3

Oh.

If you'll excuse me, I wanted

to introduce Roger to the boys here.

My oldest, Brad. You met him.

Good to see you again.

- My goodness, it's been years.

- My second son, Brett.

How are you? Pleasure.

Look at you.

What the hell are you acting like some

cyborg assassin for all of a sudden?

I'm making some changes.

Guns are for thugs, not farmers.

Oh!

F***ing A! Jesus Christ!

Crap! Whore!

Whorey whore!

Holy sh*t! A Vortech supercharger!

You're gonna fly with this thing!

Oh, my God!

- You are insane!

- Oh, my God!

You are f***ing insane!

Look. I got you an air freshener.

Let's go.

Ow! Hoo-hoo!

You're weren't kidding

when you said you finish first.

I should have gotten you

out of my system a long time ago.

What am I gonna tell Dad?

About what?

About Decatur, the county.

It's gone. Harvested away.

Jim Johnson, that shark, he

passes half his sales commissions

under the table in cash

to bribe my customers.

Sounds like the mafia.

Ugh.

Dad gave me everything.

Granddad before him.

I can't let them down.

In here, somebody

who wants to see you.

Hey, Dad.

George Naylor's here.

Hey, Cliff. It's been a while.

Yeah.

You know it's Customer Appreciation

Day and not the Fourth of July?

It's called marketing, Dad.

And you're the first invitee, George.

End of summer. Be there.

You lose any more counties, there

won't be any customers to appreciate.

We got it covered.

What I'll do, I'm gonna load you

up with a tote of Liberty 780R seeds,

see how that does.

Knock-knock. I brought

barbecue sands and some pop.

From Tater's?

You betcha. No time to make them.

And I know you like extra bacon,

so I got an extra side for you.

Now you're talking. Slaw in there?

Yeah. Slaw.

There's that.

Oh, yeah.

What is it, honey?

"Dear Morn and Dad:

Greetings from Mount Aconcagua

in the Andes, ahem,

tallest mountain in South America.

Guess what. I'm going to climb it.

The people here are so friendly.

Hope this postcard finds you in time.

Say hi to Dean. Love, Grant."

It looks romantic.

That's a bunch of hogwash.

That kid's so off the grid

he doesn't even bother to call.

Henry, make yourself useful,

take me out of here.

I think I gotta get going too.

Well, hold on there now, George.

We haven't even had

a chance to talk turkey

or barbecue, as it were. Heh, heh. I

mean, am I losing a customer here?

Of course not, Henry.

Then sit down, take a load off.

Oh, cut the bull. First Decatur

and now Grant. You lost him, Henry.

You never should have let him go.

Yo, yo, yo!

Come on. Come here.

No. No, I can't drive.

Yes, you can. Yes, you can.

No.

Aah!

There you go. Straighten out. Whoo!

I like the sound your car makes

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