FRANKEL: It's my business, ain't it, if I take and live on the cheaps and put by for a rainy day, and happen to have money when other people need it from me?
SIMPSON: That much may be your business, but I reckon it was our business when you come blowin' round the factory, first that you owned seven shares besides your own; then, a week after, you says seventeen; then—
GIBSON: Well, how many shares has he got?
SIMPSON: He was claimin' twenty-four yesterday.
MRS. SIMPSON [violently]: He's bought two more since last night. Now he claims twenty-six!
FRANKEL: Yes; and I own twenty-six!
CARTER: That ain't never goin' to do! I don't say it's a condition as you might say we exactly see how to handle right now, but the way it is, you certainly got us all disturbed up and hard to git at the rights of it. You claimin' all them shares—
FRANKEL: Well, my goodness, you git the work fer them shares, don't you? What you yelpin' about?
CARTER: I don't say we don't git the same amount o' work, but—
FRANKEL: Well, how you git it, that's my lookout, ain't it, so it's done?