451
No, we ain't got no money, but there's
plenty of us to work and we're all good men.

452
Get good wages out there and put it
all together and we'll be all right.

453
Good wages, eh?
Picking oranges and peaches?

454
- Well, we aim to take whatever they got.
- What's so funny about that?

455
What's so funny about it?
I've just been out there.

456
I've been and seen it.
I'm going back and starve

457
because I'd rather starve all over at once.

458
What do you think you're talking about? I got
a handbill says they're paying good wages.

459
I seen in the papers they need pickers.

460
All right, go on. Nobody's stopping you.

461
- Yeah, but what about this?
- I ain't gonna rile you. Go on.

462
Wait a minute, buddy. You just done
some jackassin'. You can't shut up now.

463
It says they need 800 pickers. You laugh
and say they don't. Which one's the liar?

464
- How many of you all got them handbills?
- I got one.

465
- I got one.
- We all got one.

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- What does that prove?
- There you are. Same yellow handbill.

467
800 pickers wanted.

468
All right, the man wants 800 men.
So he prints 5,000 handbills

469
and maybe 20,000 people see 'em.

470
And maybe two or 3,000 people start west
on account of that handbill.

471
Two or 3,000 people that are crazy with worry

472
heading out for 800 jobs.
Now, does that make sense?

473
Say, what are you, a troublemaker?
You sure you ain't one of them labour fakes?

474
I... I swear I ain't, mister.

475
Don't you go around here
trying to stir up any trouble.

476
I tried to tell you folks
what it took me a year to find out.

477
Took two kids dead. Took my wife dead to
show me. But nobody could tell me neither.

478
I can't tell you about them little fellows laying
in the tent with their bellies swelled out

479
and just skin over their bones.

480
Shivering and whining like pups.

481
And me running around looking for work.

482
Not for money. Not for wages.

483
Just for a cup of flour and a spoon of lard.

484
Then the coroner come.

485
"Them children died of heart failure," he said.
He put it down in his paper.

486
Heart failure?

487
And their little bellies
stuck out like a pig bladder.

488
Well, it's late. I got to get some sleep.

489
Well...

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Good night, folks.

491
Suppose he's telling the truth, that fella?

492
He's telling the truth.

493
The truth for him.

494
He wasn't making it up.

495
Was it the truth for us?

496
I don't know.

497
I got to get out, I tell you.

498
I gotta get out now.

499
- You folks aim to buy anything?
- We want some gas, mister.

500
- Got any money?
- What do you think? We're begging?