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Nieminen:
Rather small potatoes.

M:
The weather was bad. But they will make a soup.

Nieminen:
When did you plan to make it?

M:
Why so interested?

Nieminen:
I have an onion. You need it for the soup.

M:
I've got eight potatoes. I must save three for winter and at least two as seed potatoes. We farmers must think of the coming years, too. We only eat what is left over. There is not enough for three. I want to invite Irma to dinner.

Nieminen:
So none for me?

M:
Right.

Nieminen:
You're selfish.

M:
I am a realist. You city people are children of the moment.