You're a peasant.

She is the only daughter of a country booby squire.

Big hick.

Dirty pig farmer.

That hillbilly!

Can't I make you understand, you country clot?

Wake up, you country stewpot!

Called a pigfarmer.

One less sodbuster.

Tom is a hick.

You and the other squatters.

Get that sodbuster.

They stole pa's land from him like he was a hick at a country circus.

Yokel. Nothing but a yokel.

Because you're a dollfaced hick.

Why not just call me a bumpkin?

A new sodbuster?

No, I'm just a little country mouse.

Well the side buster is spilling his beans.

You mean old mossback George?

Yes, old mossback George.

The sodbuster tried to kill Wilson.

Sodbuster tried to pull on Wilson.

Lemon, strawberry or lilac, sodbuster?

Chris just fumigated a sodbuster.

Which one of them taterpickers are you working for?

Chris just put the run on a sodbuster.

These yokels.

Watch it, Rube. Don't bend the fur.

You're just like your brother!

I may be a boor, but I can only sleep in my bed, and I have an exam tomorrow.

I don't know why we put up with you in this house.

Sure, I've tried to buffalo the sodbusters.

I guess you don't hear very well, sodbuster.

Look, pig farmer. Get back with the women and kids, where it's safe.

A cornfed bohunk falling into the Semple fortune is hot copy.

And I don't take him for any tomfool to go rushing three men that's got Winchesters.

Their hash has been settled for them so all the bloody gaffers can push them around like sheep.

Say the word, and we'll stop him in his tracks.

This Chris went around bragging he put the run on a sodbuster.

Now, if this young man of 28 was a common, ordinary yokel, I'd say he was doing fine.

Well then, chin up, eyes straight ahead, and what care we if the peasants stare.

I'm supposed to say to the squatters, I'm busted but you're welcome.

And it any of those hicks try to push me around, I'll break 'em.

Five years ago, you were a college girl. I took a dollfaced hick!