Peacock (slightly exasperated)
The policy's not on my life—but on that of a peasant of sixty who
you wouldn't take to be forty. He's the father of one of my servants.
He's in unusually good shape.
Flem
Well?
Peacock I've taken out this policy on him and he's agreed to make me a beneficiary in return for free medical care.
Flem
That's a clever idea.
Peacock
A fellow like that, in my hands, will become immortal.
Flem
Sooner than later.
Peacock
Suppose that he only lives, say one hundred years.
Flem
All right, one hundred years.
Peacock Isn't it certain, that in fifteen or twenty years, he'll be the only person in his group?
Flem
In all likelihood.