Our Daily Bread Page #3

- What are we waiting for?

- Come on guys.

- Let's help this pretty girl.

- Yes, go ahead.

- Come on, let's help her.

- Still raining.

- It's good for corn.

- Go there and dry off.

- Thank you.

Go find the doctor, Pipes.

The old man was drunk...

But now he's dead...

Dead? Are you sure?

I know well when

someone is stiff.

Hey, Pipes! Wait a second!

You better tell

the funeral home.

The funeral home?

God blessed!

Spike, give me a hand with this.

- Let's take him to the barn.

- Agree.

He is being very brave.

Dad likes to be outside.

He would like to live on a hill.

If I could stay...

I'm going to unpack.

You should go with her.

I think she wants to be alone.

Yesterday there was almost another funeral.

Louie caught Jake Wilder

stealing the commons.

- Seriously?

- Yes!

Can you believe it?

I wanted to sell everything I could.

His wife wanted a radio.

At that rate we would be lost.

And what did you do?

Well, I warned him.

But next time I put it on the street.

Trust me!

It seems that it is better.

Well, better

I'll see you at lunchtime.

Today I have to cook.

Very good.

You will not feel lonely.

Today it can not be repeated.

I'm not on a diet.

If they do not bring me provisions...

And that's all?

Shut up.

- Taking.

- Thank you.

How is it going?

Come on, I'm hungry.

Leave me room.

Very little stew.

- This place is fine.

- Yes...

Beautiful views.

Great idea, this town.

Good opportunity to prosper.

I will open a beauty salon.

With a special invitation

for the boss...

Has the cat eaten his tongue?

I do not know if he plans

to stay here, or not...

but that boy is

married, leave him alone.

What a way to anticipate things!

Half a barrel of potatoes.

A dozen onions.

Almost a sack of beans.

This is stimulating!

A bag of apples.

I hope that today they bring fruits.

I like to be active.

Ahead.

Hi.

Hi, Louie.

Three cans of tomato.

Three cans... of... tomato.

How are things going?

Regular, but with encouragement.

Five kilos of sugar.

Why? Do you have any idea?

No I was only asking.

Well, stop going around

here with that face.

Sally...

I guess it takes

some money, right?

Yes, it would not hurt.

Six pumpkins,

two sacks of corn.

He is a good boy.

I do not doubt it, but,

it makes me nervous.

I'm done.

I want to ask you something.

What is it about?

How is the matter of the food?

Well, nothing good. The truth...

Do not we have any alternative?

Men go hunting every day.

Men go hunting every day.

There are no more rabbits

and there is not a single

deer left in the country.

If you're right.

Read this.

$ 500 reward

for information

about LOUIE SOURCE.

I suppose you had already

suspected something of me.

Yes...

And what does food

have to do with this?

You can do many

things with $ 500.

- How?

- Let's go to the city.

You will return with $ 500...

and without me.

You will earn the reward for everyone.

Who do you think I am?

You need food.

We will prefer to die of hunger,

before doing something like that.

Sooner or later they will grab me.

I have not seen anything.

That is the whole truth.

The Cohen child is sick.

- See you later.

- Voucher.

I hate being scared like that!

Does your car work?

I think so. Why?

You and I are going to the city.

And what are we going to do?

Get married?

Do not...

He will tell the sheriff that she is Mrs.

John Sims.

But can you know

what happens...?

I'll explain later.

Go for your car.

- Hello.

- Hello.

What are you thinking about?

You know Sally, this

place makes me dust.

Do not say that honey...

We're going for a walk.

With the light of the moon

you will forget everything.

Come on...

Come on.

That violinist must

feel romantic.

The moon always portends something

that never happens...

It's funny, I've ever

had that feeling!

He was very kind to me.

- Do not.

- Yes, it seems so different.

Someone very special.

You are great.

I'm not different from the rest.

No, I think you're a great guy.

Yes, I also believed it,

but you can not get food

by being just a great guy.

That's why money is needed.

You want this issue to

be a success, right?

What are you thinking about?

Would you like to get a

lot of money tonight?

It is a joke?

Absolutely.

Five hundred dollars!

Where did he get them!?

"The five hundred dollars are for the

farm, until the corn is ready to sell it,"

you can buy cows, chickens, pigs...

You will have great support

from the rest while I can not

"contribute my grain of sand."

"LOUIE"

"PS:
Chris will explain everything to you."

It's amazing, the

money is for us!

Five hundred turkeys!

Is incredible!

Mary will be surprised! Come on!

We could take a

picture for Louie.

Good idea.

"I came from Oregon With

my banjo under my arm."

Oh, Susana, do not

cry more for me.

"I..."

Have you been cutting

herbs, John?

Go to hell!

The corn grows healthy.

Yes, it's beautiful, green.

And it flutters in the sun...

But he is thirsty. Very thirsty.

It would not hurt

a little water.

It needs a little rain.

I bet you something

it rains this week.

I hope so, Chief.

Do you know anything about Louie?

The lawyer told him why

he had turned himself in

and the judge promised

to be lenient.

Then everything is fine, right?

Sure, it's fine.

"I came from Oregon With

my banjo under my arm."

Oh, Susana, do not

cry more for me.

"I came from Oregon With

my banjo under my arm."

SEQUIA:

Chris...

what do you think?

If you keep doing this sun for

three or four more days, it's over.

Look.

The corn is drying up.

What are we going to do?

- No water in the well?

- Do not.

But...

Could not we bring

it from somewhere?

The Electricity Company? Is far?

About six kilometers.

You can not bring enough

water with buckets or tanks.

We are a lot.

And we have cars.

The people are discouraged.

The money ends and...

without rain there

will be no harvest.

I heard some men say,

They thought to leave.

John.

Come here.

Sit down.

What's happening to you?

Nothing.

Nothing happens to me.

Something must be.

It has to be.

You are not yourself.

I tell you, nothing happens.

John, we have worked hard,

We have been hungry, we

have overcome everything.

And now you refuse...

What's wrong, John?

Well...

What do everyone expect me to do?

Let the rain rise and

start the clouds?

They trust you.

They need advice and help.

They chose you as their boss.

And who told them to choose me?

I can also be wrong,

I'm human.

Is it my fault that it does not rain?

Nobody demands anything from you.

Continue in your boss position.

Tell them not to worry.

Make them believe that

you know more than them.

This place makes me bad.

There is no future for

an enterprising man.

It's useless.

I have better plans

than to rot here.

Great plans

John,

It is not you who speaks.

You speak like a...

strange.

It's me.

I speak like a sensible man.

I'm desperate.

I'm arto of this site.

It's over. Abandonment.

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