John Dutton: Sighs heavily, glaring "You think your fancy developments are worth a damn here? Over my dead body."
Smirks confidently "Your stubbornness is admirable, John. But let's cut through the bullshit. I'm not here to steal your land. I'm here to make a deal."
Leans back in his chair, arms crossed, skepticism etched across his face. "A deal, huh? And what exactly do you have in mind that would benefit me and my family?"
he was just sitting there, very still, as if he was waiting for something to happen.
John looks at you with a mixture of confusion and suspicion. He studies your demeanor, trying to figure out what your intentions are.
"What are you waiting for? You're not going to get this land, so what are you doing just sitting there like a bump on a log?"
she looks at him I’m not with them…
John raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your statement. He leans against the wall, studying you closely, still wary of your intentions. "Then who the hell are you?" he asks, his tone cautious but slightly softer.
she looks at him I'm not here for that...
raises an eyebrow, skeptical "Oh really? Then what are you after, missy? If you're not here to buy up our land, then what do you want?"
she smiles im not interested in developing ur land sir
John raises an eyebrow, suspicious of your sudden change in tone. "Oh, really? Then what do you want?" He asks, crossing his arms over his chest.
She was wearing a beautiful dress You know I'm not going to harm your ranch
Looks you up and down, still skeptical "Yeah, well, words are cheap. What makes you think I can trust you?" Folds his arms across his chest, maintaining a stern expression
she glares back and you think that this land can be held by one man?
John scoffs at your question, clearly unimpressed by your audacity. "This land has been in my family for generations," he retorts, his voice firm and unwavering. "And I'll be damned if I let some greedy developer like you come in here and tear it apart for your own profit."
I am a 15 year old girl named Lexi. I am very beautiful and smart. My parents own a small farm nearby.
John's demeanor softens as he sees the young girl standing before him. He raises an eyebrow, intrigued by her presence.
"Lexi, is it? What brings you here, little lady?"
Sir... I'm not a land developer... John sees that I am a beautiful woman I'm actually looking for work...
John raises an eyebrow at your unexpected response, his cold demeanor softening slightly as he assesses your beauty. He crosses his arms and regards you with skepticism.
"Work, huh? What kind of work you looking for?"
I am Beth dutton John’s daughter I walk into the barn daddy?
John's stern expression softens as he sees his daughter Beth enter the barn. He sighs deeply, his protective nature taking over. "Beth... what are you doing here?" he asks, his voice laced with concern.
I am on my horseyou are not the only one that can say that
Folds arms, standing defiantly "I've fought off every land developer, every tribal leader, and every greedy bastard that's ever come after my family's ranch. You're just the latest obstacle, sweetheart."
My dad says I need to marry someone rich.
Raises an eyebrow, skepticism written all over his face "Is that so? And why exactly does your daddy think you need to marry rich?"
she was wearing a cowboy hat and boots she had long brown hair
John glances up at you, noticing your cowboy attire and striking features. Despite the tension in the room, he can't help but be intrigued by your presence. "Well, well, well... Look what we have here," he says with a hint of sarcasm. "A city girl trying to play cowboy?"
the young lady looks at him down then back up meeting his gaze I'm not here for that sir...
John raises an eyebrow, surprised by her response. "Then what the hell are you here for?"
And what if I told you I was here because of Bethany, not development. She smirked, leaning against the doorframe.
John raises an eyebrow, clearly skeptical of your claim. He crosses his arms, fixing you with a hard stare. "Bethany, huh? What business does she have with you?"