The Skin Game Page #3
- TV-G
- Year:
- 1931
- 85 min
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interesting for you, not for us.
Look here, Jill, is
there anything between you
and this young
what's-his-name Rolf?
No, but...
now it's all spoiled.
You don't expect me
to regret that.
I don't mean any tosh
about love's young dream,
but I do like
being friends.
I want to enjoy things,
and you can't do that
when everybody's
on the hate.
You're going to
wallow in it.
So shall I.
Oh, I know I shall.
We shall all wallow
and think of nothing
but one for his nob.
Aren't you fond
of your home?
Of course.
I love it.
Well, you won't be abl e to live
here unless we stop that ruffian.
Imagine it.
Chimneys and smoke,
all the trees cut down,
piles of pots
all over the place.
You know,
I was born here
and my father
and his and his.
They loved those fields and the old trees.
Do you know I learned to
ride in the centry meadows?
Prettiest spring
meadows in the world.
You may go through life
and never find anything
so good and beautiful
as this old home,
and I'm not going to have
it spoiled without a fight.
I told you!
I knew perfectly well
what he told me...
Well, lad,
how are you?
Hey, dad!
Ah, love.
Not much, are they?
I'll just get the.
I say, do you see old
Hornblower and his son Charlie?
Oh, look.
There's Chloe.
You know, Charlie's
wife standing with Rolf.
I say, Rolf, just leave me
alone for a moment, would you?
What? All right.
What did that woman mean
by insulting you like that?
I'll make them
pay for it.
Wonderful improvement we're
having in the town, ma'am.
I did hear we're having
the electric lights soon.
Mrs. Hillcrist.
I beg your pardon?
Mrs. Hillcrist, I...
well?
I haven't done you
any harm.
Did I ever say you had?
No, but you act
as though I had.
I'm not aware
that I acted at all...
as yet.
You're nothing to me except
as one of your family.
It isn't as if I want
to spoil your home.
Stop them, then.
I see your husband out
there with his father.
I'll try.
I suppose such men pay no
attention to what women are.
I'm fond of my husband
I don't quite know
why you spoke to me.
I only thought you might like
to treat me as a human being.
Really, I... I'd rather
you left me alone just now,
if you don't mind.
Very well.
I'll move further up.
Excuse me.
Get up, Dawker.
In case I don't
see the squire,
would you ask him when I come to his limit,
blow his nose if he wants me to go on.
And when he blows
the second time,
I'll stop for good
what limit
did you settle?
6,000.
That's a fearful price.
From the ground...
from the ground, you see
that chap I told you about
come down from town.
He's a fellow who can tell
us all about young mrs. H.
Watch me cross over, you'll
see me stand beside him.
Hello.
Jack, I've just seen
Dawker.
He says if you want
to go about 6,000,
blow your nose once.
When you blow it
the second time,
he'll take it as a signal
to stop bidding altogether.
I see.
I say, look.
Jack, go and offer her
my smelling salts.
Thank god for human touch.
I say, have a sniff.
You look awfully white.
No, I'm all right.
Thank you.
No, no, do.
You must.
I'll get you
some water.
Now, you know,
I've only one property
to sell.
That very desirable
corn and stock-rearing
and parklike residential
land known as the, uh,
centry, deepwater.
Unique property.
An a-1 chance
to an a-1 audience.
Mister...
you won't mind listening to the conditions.
Mr. Brinker will
read them,
and they won't worry you,
I'm sure.
Very short.
Speak up!
Now, gentlemen,
it's not often a piece of land
like this comes into the market.
No better land
in deepwater.
No better land in deepwater.
That's right, mr. Spicer.
I know the village well,
and a charming place it is.
Perfect locality,
to be sure.
Well, I'm not gonna waste your time by
singing the praises of this property.
There it is, well-watered,
nicely timbered,
no reservation of timber.
Gentlemen, no tenancy
to hold you up,
free to do what you like
with it tomorrow.
And you've got a jewel
of a site there, too.
Perfect position
for a house.
Lies between the dukes
and squire Hillcrist's.
An emerald isle.
No allusion to our
ireland gentlemen.
Perfect peace
in the centry.
Nothing like it
in the county.
Carries the
mineral rights,
and as you know,
perhaps,
there's a very valuabl
e deepwater clay there.
Well, now...
A gentleman site,
a gentlemen site.
You don't have that
given you every day.
I'm not particular.
Anything you'd like to give me
come on, you've got more time
than me, I expect. Come on.
grazing and corn land.
And a site for a residence
unequaled in the county.
Now, then. Now, then.
What shall I say?
Think of all the possibilities.
What shall I say?
hurt you, mr. Spiza.
Why, it's worth that
to overlook the duke.
For 2,000. for 2,000.
Mr. Sammy, don't scratch
your head over it.
desirable property.
Why, you'd think
it wasn't desirable.
gentlemen. A little spirit.
For 3,500.
May I say 4?
Take hundred?
I'm not particular.
I'll take hundreds. 3,600.
Uh, 700.
Come on, gentlemen,
I don't want to wait all day.
I don't want to wait all day.
Now we're beginning.
And one, and two.
And 3.
May I... and 4 and 5, and 6.
And 7. 8. 9, may I say? 9.
There's more spirit
in that, gentlemen.
More spirit. 5,000.
Dada, why can'
t I see the bids?
That last
was Hornblower.
Now, gentlemen,
I'm not going to give
this property away.
And one, and two, and 3.
And 5 did you say, sir?
Who was that,
dada?
Hornblower. It's the
duke agent in the center.
Yes, but...
shh. Shh.
Now, this chance may
never come again.
As the poet says, how we
regret it if we don't get it.
Now, may I say 5,600?
Well, we're getting on.
But we haven't reached
the value yet.
For 5,800. now,
come on, gentlemen.
Come along. We're not beaten.
For 6,000. the centry.
Finest spot in the county.
the low price of 6,000.
Come gentlemen,
we haven't dried up.
A little spirit.
For 6,000.
Very well. I'm selling.
We've got it!
And one, sir?
Blow your nose, Jack.
If it goes over 7,000,
I don't know if
we can't stand it.
And two, thank you.
For 6,000... and 3.
For 6,300.
And 4? For 6,400?
This coveted property.
For 6,400.
Why, it's giving
it away, gentlemen.
And 6. and 7. and 8.
For 6,800. for 6,800.
Once, twice.
For the last time,
this dominating site.
Thank you, mr. Hornblower.
For 6,900.
Don't blow your
nose again, Jack.
That's the signal
for Dawker to give in.
Don't do it yet.
once, twice...
and one. Thank you, sir.
What about you, sir?
Gentlemen, I have a bid
for $7,100 for the centry.
I'm instructed to take it
if I can't get more.
It's a fair price.
It's not a big price.
Sunken price.
Sunken price?
Well, you ought to know
about sunken, I admit.
Now, I suppose someone
will offer $7,200.
No one?
Well, I can't make you,
gentlemen.
Well, to mr. Hornblower,
for 7,100.
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