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[Jabez Stone is examining Mr. Scratch's contract]
Jabez Stone: What does it mean here, about my soul?
Mr. Scratch: Why should that worry you? A soul? A soul is nothing. Can you see it, smell it, touch it? No. This soul, *your* soul, are nothing against seven years of good luck. You'll have money and all that money can buy.
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Poker Player: You French?
Belle: [coy] No. I'm not anything.
[winks]
Walter Huston
Extended Reading
