The Skin Game

[first lines]

Jill:
Hello. I say, I see they're cutting down the trees in Longmeadow.

[last lines]

Mr. Hillcrist:
What is it that gets loose when you start a fight, and makes you what you think you're not? Begin as you may, it ends in this skin game! Skin game! When we began this fight, we'd clean hands. Are they clean now? What's gentility worth if it can't stand fire?

Mr. Hornblower - The Hornblowers:
All right, we'll play what ye call a skin game, Hillcrist, without gloves on; we won't spare each other. Ye look out for yourselves, for, begod, after this morning I mean business.