From The Good Earth
[must sell his land to feed his family but the buyers take advantage of him
] Thieves ! Thieves ! And well you know I must sell.
No ! Not the land. We'll not sell the land. We'll keep it. We'll go south and when we return, we'll still have the land.
But I've arranged it. I brought these men here. You MUST sell !
Is it your land ? Did you buy it bit by bit ? The land is our life... and it's better to go south... or die walking... than to give it to you for nothing.