At Any Price

Corn's up 3 cents. You sold for less last week, didn't you?

We shouldn't be doing this, it's not right.

Not right?

Let me remind you what Dad always says:

"When a man stops wanting, a man stops living. "

When your brother Grant gets here next week,

he'll be ABC-ing, "always be closing. "

You know he used to keep his suit in his gym locker

in case a funeral needed a trumpet player?

Actually I did know that because we went to the same high school.

You're too dark, son. That's always been your problem.

People like winners, people with good attitudes.

Okay, here we come.

Dean. These people are bereaved and they need condolences from a family.

Family is you and me. I don't wanna be a part of this family.

I'd love to talk about that at some later date,

but I want you to get out,

we're gonna go over and you're gonna shake this family's hand.

Let's go.

On behalf of David's family,

I'd like to thank you for attending this service

of respect and dedication for their beloved father and farmer.

Death, in a number of ways, unites us all,

and David's demands that each of us put aside our toil

to unite ourselves in his honor.

Today we share the bond of love and friendship for David.

The farmer, who depends directly on rain and sunshine and climate,

must be a person of faith.

He has faith in the Creator every time he plants a seed.

Sorry for your loss. Mr. Pritchard.

Elizabeth.

I'm Henry Whipple. This is my son, Dean.

Henry. Dean. Thanks for coming.

Dean and myself, really our whole family,

we wanna extend our sympathies to your family.

Did you know Dad? Oh, surely I knew of him.

We belonged to the same co-op.

And I know your dad owned 200 acres that he rented out.

What are you getting at?

Seeing as how you live down in the big city of St. Louis,

it's gonna be a hassle for you to oversee that property.

And I just wanted to let you know

I'm prepared to take it off your hands.

Get out of here. Don't decide now.

When the time is right, you can talk it over...

I said go away. You're sick.

All right. I know that you're in grief, sir, but you do have my card.

I'm sorry.

What? Sharks.

I've been renting and farming Pritchard's land for 10 years.

Stay away from it, hoss.

Okay.

Grant would've closed it. ABC, right? That's not funny.

That land was gonna be his "welcome home" gift.

Sir, I am so sorry... I can't stand you kind of people.

But Elizabeth can't deal with this and I don't ever wanna come back to Iowa.

Going price is 8000 an acre. Where do we sign?

Oh. The cool kids have graced us with their presence.

Rolling out the "welcome home" carpet for Grant.

Are these enough cookies?

No. More.

You again. Why do you always eat standing up?

Because, Cadence, who does time wait for?

I don't know.

No man. Time waits for no man.

Oh, no, no. I wouldn't wanna trouble you.

Grant's gonna flip when he sees the 200 acres I got him.

He's finally coming home. Yes, he is.

Expand or die, gentlemen.

Get big,

or get out.

We all know this is what it takes to make it in modern agriculture.

Grain prices are at an all-time high

and traders are betting on corn like it's the new gold.

Corn alone is a 2 trillion-dollar market, gentlemen,

and you, you are responsible for that money.

I've got a PhD in microbiology and I've been working closely

with farmers from your community, like the Liberty Seed salesman

Jim Johnson and Sons. Jim.

Thanks very much. Heh-heh-heh.

We've had a chance to sit down and talk about

how AgriWarrior can create a nutrient explosion in your soil.

If your soil is like most, you've got an abundance of insoluble nutrients...

We should just rotate our crops and avoid the effects of glyphosate.

How'd you know that?

I've been on the farm my whole life.

Kind of picked a few things up. He's right. Rotating never hurts.

Hey, where are you going? I'm going to the bathroom.

Iron is up over 54 percent. University tests...

Bringing a whole other tractor into the field.

About gave us a heart attack, but it was exciting.

Hey.

Don't these look like bloody fingers?

Sounds appetizing. Let's go.

Hi, Mr. Richardson. How are you? Saw your race last weekend.

That foot is made of lead. It's gonna get you to NASCAR.

Thank you.

I said the same thing to Chuck Young back in '88.

Have I told you that story? Yes, sir, you did.

Actually, we just gotta get going. Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold on, son.

You and Chuck Young are not the same.

You use your head.

And Chuck, I'm sorry to say, wasn't long on brainpower.

Thank you very much. We gotta get going. Thank you.

Very nice sitting next to you. Thank you.

Dean, the whole town's behind you.

Thank you, sir.

Oh, come on! I thought it was just me and you tonight.

Torgeson, we can still hold hands.

Fuck, no.

What's up, brother? Let's do it.

Dude, you're not listening to me.

You are figure-eight point leader, two years running.

Figure eight's amateur hour, dude. I gotta move up to asphalt tracks, man.

Asphalt is for getting to the dirt tracks.

ARCA's got that big sponsorship money, man.

That big money. Big money.

You're gonna have to make some big changes to make it to ARCA.

I'm doing ARCA. It's the next step to NASCAR.

You got your 9 mill in here?

Hell, yeah, man. All day.

It's for the thugs. It's a pretty little bitch, ain't it?

Drive to Rippey. Ain't nothing in Rippey

but ditch water and herpes. It's like two hours away.

What else were you gonna do with two hours in Iowa?

Let's go.

I gotta ask you something. I need a job.

Uh-oh. What about your seed cleaning business?

After 42 years, I have to close my doors.

Nobody uses natural seeds anymore, look around.

Ninety percent are genetically modified.

Ninety-three percent GMOs and rising.

Yeah, well, whatever.

That place of yours, that's gotta be worth at least 3 million.

Well, that's tied up in equipment mostly.

And besides, what if we have another dust bowl?

That's a mighty disappointing thing to say to a friend.

Especially after the not-so-legal job I did for you in the past.

Hey. Whoa. Huh.

Will you keep your voice down?

I paid you then, remember?

I'm just reminding you, that's all. That's all.

Well, I don't like it.

All I'm saying, begging.

Is even one or two days a week of honest work would help me.

I'm sorry, buddy, I can't give you a job.

I hope it doesn't come between us.

Congratulations on a fine talk. Thanks very much.

Henry Whipple. Yeah.

You've heard of me. Number one Liberty Seed salesman

in seven counties of southwestern Iowa,

including Greene, Union, Ringgold, Decatur...

Is that right? Ha-ha-ha. Sure is. Ha, ha.

And I have a nice-sized farm up in Churdan,

family-owned for four generations.

Three thousand seven hundred acres, as of today.

Now, if I could be personally certain of your product,

give it the Whipple seal of approval,

maybe there's something that I could do to help you.

Are you asking for free samples?

Sir, I never ask anything from a man other than respect, trust and loyalty.

Jim. Jim. Thank you so much for letting me use your name.

No. My pleasure. What you said about glyphosate locking up nutrients

like manganese and iron struck a chord.

We'll spread the word. Count on it.

Henry. Jim.

Everything good? Hunky-dory.

I can see that you're all tied up.

We'll talk later. Um... Yes.

Just remember, I am number one in seven counties,

including Boone, Garrison, Decatur...

Dad's got Decatur. Brad.

What are you talking about? Sorry, Henry.

There's no apologies needed. I know Brad's kidding about Decatur, right?

No. Dad took it last week.

We're number one in 24 counties now.

"Took" is a strong word.

- You know, if this is a bad time? - No. Not at all, Roger.

Just a meeting of the minds, a couple of Liberty men. That's all. Right, Henry?

So, what customer did you take?

Just some people. Some people?

Wanted to try a new tactic on their farms, that's all.

I'm sure they'll be back with you next year. Oh.

If you'll excuse me, I wanted to introduce Roger to the boys here.

My oldest, Brad. You met him. Good to see you again.

My goodness, it's been years. My second son, Brett.

How are you? Pleasure. Look at you.

What the hell are you acting like some cyborg assassin for all of a sudden?

I'm making some changes.

Guns are for thugs, not farmers.

Oh!

Fucking A! Jesus Christ!

Crap! Whore!

Whorey whore!

Holy shit! A Vortech supercharger! You're gonna fly with this thing!

Oh, my God!

- You are insane! - Oh, my God!

You are fucking insane! Look. I got you an air freshener.

Let's go.

Ow! Hoo-hoo!