If you don't like it, Wes, why don't you leave?
Second Workman.
(Following Dicey)
Why in the hell don't you leave? We're free men.
(Dicey, King and Masters walk over to the pile of sash, left)
Third Workman.
(Of the Dicey faction)
Offer 'em coppers for their Union cards.
Fourth Workman.
And where's the mine that you was goin' to share?