Under the Dome2013

Ollie Dinsmore:
Hey, Jimmy. I hear you had a little run-in with the new security guard at your old propane warehouse.

James 'Big Jim' Rennie:
Had worse.

Ollie Dinsmore:
Well, I hate to see my old friend sittin' here, licking his wounds like a fat-ass cat. So I'll be brief. Earlier, you said we should be working together. But you see, I got the well. And unless I'm wrong, I got more crops than you townies, and now I got the propane. So unless you want your beloved Chester's Mill to starve to death you'll toe the line. You see, it's my turn to have my sweaty hand wrapped around this town's neck. So from now on, when I say "Jump," you say, "How high?" Didn't I say it was a nice new dawn this morning?