A hot-tempered farm laborer convinces the woman he loves to marry their rich but dying boss so that they can have a claim to his fortune.
Linda: Nobody's perfect. There was never a perfect person around. You just have half-angel and half-devil in you.
Linda: This farmer, he had a big spread, and a lot of money. Whoever was sitting in a chair when he'd come around, why they'd stand up and give it to him. Linda: Wasn't no harm in him. You'd give him a flower, he'd keep it forever.
Linda: Sometimes I'd feel very old, like my whole life is over, like I'm not around no more.
Linda: You know how people are. You tell them something, they start talking.
[last lines] Linda: I was hopin' things would work out for her. She was a good friend of mine.
The Farmer: You're like an angel. Abby: I wish I was.
Bill: You know what I thought when I first saw you? Bill: I thought, "If only I could touch her, then everything'd be all right". Bill: I was afraid of never see you again.
Harvest Hand: Your sister keep you warm at night, does she?
The Farmer: I think I love you. Abby: What a nice thing to say.
The Farmer: I always thought that being alone was just something that a man had to put up with. It was like I just got used to it.
Bill: The man's got one foot on a banana, and the other foot on a roller skate. It'll all be gone in a couple of years. Who's gonna care if we acted perfectly?
Linda: I've been thinking what to do wit' my future. I could be a mud doctor. Checkin' out the eart'. Underneat'.
Linda: There were people sufferin' in pain and hunger. Some people their tongues were hangin' out of their mouths.
Linda: Me and my brother. It just used to be me and my brother. We used to do things together. We used to have fun. We used to go in the streets. There was people suffering of pain and hunger. Some people with tongues hanging out of their mouth.