Why, our farm was in the family for generations. One hundred sixty acres. Thirty in bluegrass and the rest in crops. Fine barn and seven brood mares.

14 seconds sound clip from the The Asphalt Jungle (1950) movie soundboard.

You can hear this line at 00:27:06 in the Blu-ray version of the movie.

Quote context

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- The black colt pitched me into a fence on the first buck.

- My old man come over, prodded me with his boot and said, Maybe that'll teach you not to brag about how good you are on a horse.

- It's nice to hear you laugh.

- You know something? One of my ancestors imported the first Irish thoroughbred into our county.

- Is that a fact?

- Sure.

- Why, our farm was in the family for generations. One hundred sixty acres. Thirty in bluegrass and the rest in crops. Fine barn and seven brood mares.

- Sounds wonderful, Dix.

- It was.

- And then everything happened at once. My old man died, and we lost our corn crop.

- That black colt I was telling you about, he broke his leg and had to be shot.

- That was a rotten year.

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