1:16:04
(Ernie)
Uh, when Quincy Thorpe of the, uh...
1:16:08
Historical Society
told us of its value,
1:16:11
you, uh...you could have KNOCKED...
1:16:17
us over with a feather. We...
1:16:22
didn't know what...HIT US!
(Bangs gavel)
1:16:26
The renovation was exhausting
but ultimately rewarding.
1:16:30
- The house was in terrible disrepair
- (Murmuring)
1:16:34
but nothing that a few nails...
1:16:37
(Banging)
1:16:48
and old-fashioned
elbow grease couldn't fix.
1:16:51
- People are eager to start bidding.
- What? The bidding?
1:16:55
- The bidding!
- All right. Thank you.
1:16:58
- Thank you, Mr Smuntz.
- (Scattered applause)
1:17:04
No matter what happens, keep going.
1:17:14
Built in 1876, the last LaRue
in existence has five bedrooms...
1:17:19
- Did you see him? I thought so.
- Yes!
1:17:22
- He ate the string.
- What?
1:17:25
The string. Pop's lucky string!
1:17:27
The son of a bitch ate it!
1:17:29
- Why didn't you tell me you saw him?
- I didn't, but I found this.
1:17:34
- You should have weighed him.
- I'm sorry.
1:17:39
- Did you see where it went?
- It can't go far.
1:17:42
Well, shall we start
the bidding at $1 million?
1:17:45
Now, we all know we're here
to bid on the missing LaRue.
1:17:50
Shall we start at $500,000?
1:17:53
$500,000
from the gentleman from Japan.
1:17:56
- Now, can I hear a million?
- A million!