Percy

Some farmers buy their seeds

from the big guys every year to plant.

Me? I save my own.

That's what I do. I'm a seed saver.

I gotta get out there.

Sorry.

Sorry.

That's what you get for planting early.

Sorry, Karl.

Gotta go. Don't wait up.

Don't ever trust a weather report.

Gotta get 'em up now.

Field two?

Yeah, before the rains hit.

That's all she'll hold.

Auger's stuck!

That's it. Got 'em.

You take this load in. I'll finish up.

Okay, see you tomorrow.

That's one way of skipping the sermon.

I reckon...

God will understand.

First canola I seen come in this year.

Bet you're making a killing.

That's a lot of money.

Take a look at that.

What?

Yeah!

So?

What do you think?

What did that set you back?

It's an investment. Don't talk to me about money.

- Missy, wanna go for a ride? Hey! - Yeah!

No. You know what, sweetheart? We have to go in.

Aw! No fair.

Come on, let's wash up for dinner.

I told you.

Come here.

We know you love carrots.

There you go. Another carrot?

Yeah!

Okay, here they are. Carrots and peas. There you go.

Mary, can you go wash your hands, please?

But I'm not using them. I'm using...

Hey, Ron. What you got?

Package for Mr. Percy Schmeiser. You have to sign.

What is it?

I deliver the mail, Percy. I don't write it.

Dad?

Thanks.

Dad?

Percy Schmeiser to speak with, uh,

Rick Aarons.

- Did you wash your hands? - No.

Did you? Let me see them.

Right in between there and there, you gotta...

- Those are my veins. - You've gotta go back.

I've received this statement of claim.

Look, there's gotta be a mistake.

I got my own seeds.

Grandpa!

Your grandad's hiding.

What? You're calling me a thief.

- You want me to cease what? - Who's that?

Farming? No, no. That... Really?

No stranger's gonna come in my field and take samples of my plants.

What do you mean?

Court order?

- How'd you do that? - Dad...

Fine, but I'll be there when they come by.

Thank you.

Daddy told me your great-grandma sewed seeds into her dresses.

That's right.

My great-great-grandma

sewed 'em into her dress to keep 'em hidden.

Coming over from the old country,

seeds was the most valuable thing they had.

Who are those men, Grandpa?

Mr. and Mrs. Schmeiser, welcome.

I'm Jackson Weaver.

Um...

Yeah, a lot of partners for a small firm.

Most of those guys are down in Florida playing golf.

Come on in.

So, how can I help?

This can't wait. We got a... This.

They got a court injunction to take samples from our fields.

Trying to fleece me outta 19 grand.

Oh, yeah.

These are not small claims court kind of guys.

- I never bought their seed. - They're not saying you did.

They're saying you grew it without a license.

Okay. Um, well, first things first, I'll call them

and we'll set up a time for them to come get samples.

They've come already.

Yeah, this is a PI firm. They're... they're mostly ex-cops.

Look, if there's even a little contamination,

I strongly suggest that you settle.

Maybe offer them five, see if you can

- get them down to ten. - Thousand?

That's your 300-bucks-an-hour advice?

Offer 'em a small fortune

'cause they send me a nasty letter?

- Must be nice to be a lawyer. - Percy...

You're entitled to contest your claim in court,

but you do need to understand that if you lose,

on top of all the damages, you're gonna have to pay

all of their legal bills, which, I can assure you,

will be a hell of a lot more than $10,000.

Feels like you're angling for a fight, Percy.

- Field number seven? - Yup.

What the heck does he want?

I told ya this wasn't just gonna go away, Percy.

Morning.

Mr. Jackson.

Mr. Weaver. Jackson Weaver. Page A-5.

I did a little research. Monsanto's claiming the canola you grew in '97

contained a technology in the seed's gene that they created.

It's a pesticide-resistant gene.

It seems that, even after your crop is already growing,

you can spray the entire field with their herbicide.

It's called Roundup.

It kills all the weeds, but leaves your crop.

They spray the crop and we eat it.

If I could just talk to Monsanto, clear this up.

I think it's beyond talking, Mr. Schmeiser.

Monsanto's tests showed substantial contamination

of their gene in your crop.

That's a load of bull!

Look! These are my seeds, okay?

These are Monsanto GM seeds I got from my neighbor Karl.

How hard would it be to swap these for these, huh?

Sir, accusing them of conspiracy

is only gonna make us seem more guilty.

My advice, once again, you should settle.

Give 'em ten K just like that!

And all of these have to go to the company.

How's that?

They have the gene in them,

so Monsanto will say that all of this is their property.

Guess we're going to court then.

Will Percy have to testify?

Oh, definitely. Is that gonna be a problem?

You ready for this, Percy?

Getting his driver's license photo is too much limelight for him.

I'll do it if I need to.

Well, we're gonna rehearse exactly what you're gonna say.

And if you really want to go for this, we're gonna need witnesses.

That's out. I can't trouble other people. It's my problem.

But we need someone to back up your story.

How 'bout Alton? He works for Percy sometimes.

Good luck with that.

All right, well, then someone else.

It's a key part of building your case. Talk to him.

Here, turkey. Here, here.

Grandma, let's go!

Okay.

Read about you in the paper there, Perce.

Save room for the hot dog eating contest there, Karl.

Hello.

Okay, Grandpa. We gotta go.

All right, this is it,

the moment we've all been waiting for.

The 63rd annual Bruno Zucchini race! Step up!

On your mark,

get set,

go!

Look at Canola Conquest go!

And the winner is Mary Schmeiser!

We did it, Grandpa! We won!

Damn, that's good. You ladies made these?

Best pie maker in all of Saskatchewan.

"Bruno Women's Institute." Good cause.

- Here's your change. - Thank you.

- You folks from around here? - No, ma'am.

We are on our way to the Rockies for our honeymoon.

Yeah, and who might you be, best pie maker?

I'm Louise.

This is Brenda, best pie maker's partner.

- Well, I'm Jane and this be my new husband John. - Oh.

Mr. Schmeiser, careful with those pies. Worth a fortune.

Oh, Percy. Thank you.

Jane and her hubby John?

The Does? Nice.

You gonna talk to Karl or am I?

I'll do it.

You're gonna need some fries with that.

Hey, Karl.

You sure got people talking.

What they saying?

That you stole Monsanto's seed because it's better than yours.

You know I'm not a thief, right?

But I could do with a bit of help here at my hearing.

Percy Schmeiser asking for help?

I only need you to go on record,

tell 'em you've been my neighbor all these years,

that I always save my seed.

Percy... I can't.

I do business with these guys.

I can't afford to get on the wrong side of them.