The Crash1932

Geoffrey Gault:
Well, what'd you get out of him?

Linda Gault:
Nothing that would interest you.

Geoffrey Gault:
Anything he'd say to you would interest me. Whether its about the market or not.

Linda Gault:
I told you. Nothing.

Geoffrey Gault:
So, your fatal charm is beginning to fail, eh? Well, I'm not surprised. It couldn't last forever.

Linda Gault:
You think that, eh? Alright then, I'll tell you. It was too easy. Like that. [Snaps fingers] The market's perfectly alright. Everything's going up. Everything. This recession doesn't mean a thing. They're, they're simply trying to shake out the little fellows or something like that.

Geoffrey Gault:
That's all I wanted to know. Get yourself something tomorrow. You've earned it.

Linda Gault:
Oh, I've enough jewelry now.

Geoffrey Gault:
What's the matter with us, now, anyway? Seems to me the more money we make the more wretched we are. It wasn't this way when we were poor.

Linda Gault:
I'll tell you what it is. It's this unspoken conspiracy between us. I sinister tips with my charm and you convert them into money. And that's killed everything there ever was between us. Sometimes I'm half sick with shame at the things I do.

Geoffrey Gault:
What do you think I am? Do you suppose I'd touch that money if it wasn't for you? How do you think I could hold you if I didn't make more money, year after year after year?

Linda Gault:
You really care for me a little bit? You'll love me when I'm old and gray?

Geoffrey Gault:
I love you now.