The Winning of Barbara Worth1926

Barbara Worth:
Your dream is coming true. The desert will bloom like a paradise.

Willard Holmes:
You're wasting yourself here, Miss Worth - like an orchid in a bucket of sand.

Barbara Worth:
You don't know the desert as I do. It's beautiful.

Willard Holmes:
Beautiful perhaps for one moonlit night, but if you could see the big cities - if they could see you.

Barbara Worth:
To redeem the desert - to make it all one garden - isn't that a fine thing to do?

Willard Holmes:
But you don't belong here among these human cactus plants.