| James: |
What are you after?
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| Francisco: |
Money.
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| James: |
Don't you have enough?
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| Francisco: |
In his lifetime, every one of my ancestors raised the production of d'Anconia Copper by about ten per cent. I intend to raise it by one hundred.
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| James: |
What for?
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| Francisco: |
When I die, I hope to go to heaven—whatever the hell that is—and I want to be able to afford the price of admission.
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| James: |
Virtue is the price of admission.
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| Francisco: |
That's what I mean, James. So I want to be prepared to claim the greatest virtue of all–that I was a man who made money.
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| James: |
Any grafter can make money.
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| Francisco: |
James, you ought to discover some day that words have an exact meaning. |
