Then he sent a third slave; the tenants wounded him, too, and threw him out.
Then he asked another one, ‘And you—how much do you owe?’ ‘A thousand bushels of wheat,’ he answered. ‘Here is your account,’ the manager told him; ‘write eight hundred.’
So he sent another slave; but the tenants beat him also, treated him shamefully, and sent him back without a thing.
Then the owner of the vineyard said, ‘What shall I do? I will send my own dear son; surely they will respect him!’