Don: Yeah, well, my only chance is to sell it. Look at these blisters. I'm not cut out for this life. Not that I don't love it.
Dick: If you love it, then buy me out for $4,500.
Don: Or you could give me $4,000 for my half.
Dick: $3,700 for my half but that's as low as I go.
Don: I'll take $3,000 and throw in the flystrip.
Dick: Oh, come on, Don. Just buy it! For God's sake, you only have to live there one week a year!
Don: You buy it! You got me into this. [both pick up axes]
Dick:
So this is what it comes down to, eh, Orville? I should warn you, I'm pretty handy with an axe.
Don: I saw you choppin'. You're not.
Dick: [grunts] Okay, this is my final offer. Give me $2,900 and I'll let you take one swipe at me with the axe.