(At the Hagg Farm. Jake Rainey is trying to buy out Uncle Jesse Hagg's moonshine supply to sell to his New York syndicate.)
Jake Rainey:"Jesse. This is my final offer." Uncle Jesse Hagg:"How many final offers are you gonna make?" Jake Rainey:"Now I ain't foolin' around. This is business on the barrel head. I wanna buy yer entire stock at $14 per gallon. In advance, cash right now." Bobby Lee Hagg:"$14 per gallon. Hell Jesse, that's double." Jake Rainey:"I was talkin' to Jesse." Uncle Jesse Hagg:"You wouldn't pay double fer water if you was dyin' a thirst. Now what's goin' on?" Jake Rainey:"Well, this syndicate trash, now they, damn syndicate wants a full shipment by Saturday. An' I ain't got but about half of it. Jesse, if you'd sell me yer total supply, that would more than do it. What do you say?" Uncle Jesse Hagg:"I'm sorry Jake. I'd like to help you be a big shot an' all. But I just can't do it. My feelings ain't changed. I don't want my stuff mixed at any price." Jake Rainey:"I ain't gonna mix it!" Uncle Jesse Hagg:"You know damn well you will!" Jake Rainey:"Jesse. God oh mighty, I'm offerin' you double!" Uncle Jesse Hagg:"I'm sorry. It's not the money, no." Jake Rainey:"No. It's yer pride. Yer stupid! Damn. Damn. Ok. I come over here, beg, plead, offer double, lower myself. Jesse, you ain't gonna move one drop!" Grady Hagg:"Here we go again." Uncle Jesse Hagg:"Fer the last month I've not heard anything out of you except threats. Now you git outta here, before I sick my dogs on you! They like hog meat Jake! Jake, I'm deliverin' a load to Florence! Neither you, yer drivers, yer syndicate, or yer truck stop whores is gonna stop us! Now git outta here."