The Skin Game Page #3

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to understand men like me.

I've got the guts, and I've got the money

and I don't

sit still on it.

I'm going ahead becaus

e I believe in meself.

I've no use for sentiment,

that sort of thing.

Why, 40 of your Jackmans

aren't worth me little finger.

Of all the blatant things

I ever heard said...

well, as we are

speaking plainly...

I've been thinking

you want the village run

your old-fashioned way,

and I want it

run mine.

I'll fancy there's not

room for the two of us here.

When are you going?

Oh, never fear.

I'm not going.

I'm told that you

wish to buy the centry

and put up some more

of your chimneys there,

regardless of the fact

that you'd utterly ruin

a house we've had

for generations

and all of our

pleasure here.

Oh ho!

Is it true

about the centry?

Gospel true.

Well, if you

want to know,

my son Charlie is buying

it this very minute.

Ah, he's with

the old lady.

She wants to sell.

And she'll get her

price, whatever it is.

If this isn't a skin game,

mr. Hornblower,

I don't know what is.

Oh!

Huh!

You've got a very

nice expression there.

Skin game.

Well, bad words

break no bones,

and they're wonderful

for hardening the heart.

If it wasn't for

a lady's presence,

I could give you

a specimen or two.

That needn't stop you,

I'm sure, mr. Hornblower.

Oh, and I don't know that it need.

You're an obstruction,

the likes of you.

You're in my path.

G. And anyone in my path

doesn't stay there lon

or if he does, he

stays there on my terms,

and my terms are chimneys in

the centry, where I need them.

It'll do you a power of good to

know that you're not almighty.

This is being neighborly?

And how have you tried

being neighborly to me?

Eh?

If I haven't a wife,

I've got a daughter-in-law

have you called

on her, ma'am?

No. No, I'm new,

and you're an old family.

You don't like me.

You think I'm

a pushy man.

I go to chapel,

and you don't like that.

I make things and I sell

them. You don't like that.

I buy land, and you

don't like that.

It threatens the view

from your windows.

Well, I don't like you,

and I don't want to put up

with your attitude.

You've had things

your own way too long,

and now you're not

gonna have them any longer.

That's a declaration

of war.

Oh ho ho!

Now, look here,

Hillcrist.

I don't object

to you personally.

You seem to me

a poor sort of creature

that's bound to get left with

your gout and your dignity.

But of course, you can make

yourself pretty disagreeable

before you're done.

Now I want to be

the moving spirit here.

I'm full of plans.

I'm gonna stand

for parliament.

I'm gonna make this

a prosperous place.

I'm a good-natured man if

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