Thieves' Highway Page #4

I don't care whether I haul 'em or not.

You take your money!

And I take my apples!

- Seventy-five cents!

- Papa!

Here! Here! You cheat!

Seventy-five!

- Papa!

- Seventy-five cents, huh? Here!

All this cheating! You!

Seventy-five cents!

Nice going, Ed.

Nice.

- Nah, he cheat!

- He says one dollar. He pay six bits.

Saves two bits a box.

That's a lot of dough.

- 300 bucks.

- Sure, we could lose our shirts at a buck.

- What I am going to do with all these apples?

- He got no truck. They gonna rot.

- Give him his money.

- What?

- Go ahead.

- We'll need it for that shot universal.

If the universal goes out,

we'll park your rig and come back later.

- Sure, we got lots of time. We're on a tour.

- You made a deal. Give him his money.

Every john in the business will know

about apples by tomorrow morning.

- They'll flood the market.

We'll be peddling ours out of our hats.

- Give him his money.

Thank you. Thank you.

You good boy.

I tell from your face.

Here's five dollars for boxes

he throw off truck.

You almost saved me 300 bucks.

- Or weren't you gonna tell me?

- Maybe you'd like to wash up the deal we made.

Look, I buy the load,

you sell 'em. That still goes.

- No grudge?

- No grudge.

Let's get the top on.

- You go on ahead. I'll tail ya.

- Maybe I'd better tail you.

- Just in case you break down.

- Nah.

You'd lose time that way.

You get south, fast.

- We're hauling north.

- Thanks.

I thought the deal was,

you buy the loads, I sell 'em.

You can have the rest your way,

but this first run we're making north.

Okay, it's your dough.

Hello, hello. Uh

Well, lookee,

lookee, lookee.

Hi! Hey, Pete...

ain't we seen these boys

someplace before?

Yeah. Yeah, they do

look familiar.

Well, what do you know?

They got apples.

- What's the idea of following us?

- Ha! That's very funny.

Pete, some guys has always

got a suspicious nature.

Why do fellas have to be like that?

We weren't following them.

It's just fate.

I don't want you to rupture your brain,

but did you ever stop to figure...

if we all showed up with apples,

we'd all come out with peanuts?

We understand that.

We don't want to cool off your load.

Nah, that's the last thing

we'd want to do.

- Listen, chiselers

- Okay, okay. It's free enterprise.

We all want to make a buck.

We're gonna haul north. You guys haul south.

Now, there's a fella's

got good manners.

Go on, Slob.

So long.

Good luck.

Maybe we'll see you

again sometime.

- Listen, "Free Enterprise."

You know where they're gonna haul?

- Uh-huh.

- Where?

- San Francisco.

They wanna go where you go,

figure you got the nose for a buck.

At least we got the jump on 'em.

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