Smoke

You Hogwood?

You boys twins?

Stack

Nah, we cousins.

Well. Here she is. He moved a ton of timber a month back in his heyday. Workers lived upstairs. Say, what are you fellas planning on doing with the place?

Stack

Y'all wash these floors?

Yeah.

Smoke

What was on 'em?

I thought y'all was dead set on buying the place. More time I spend with y'all, the less sure I am you boys are serious about it.

Smoke

Ain't no "boys" here.

Stack

Just grown men. With grown-men money.

Smoke

And grown-men bullets

I didn't mean nothin' by it. Just the way we talk down here.

Smoke

We'll take it. The mill, the equipment, and the land that it's standing on.

Well, Damn!

Smoke

Now, understand, it's the last dime you ever gonna to see from us. And if we see you, or any one of your Klan buddies cross our property line, we gonna kill 'em right where they stand.

Shit. Klan don't exist no more.