CAPTAIN. He is no good, I say, if he does not have the strength within himself. Of course it is true that when the mechanism goes to pieces there is nothing left but a barrowful to chuck out on the garden beds; but as long as the mechanism holds together the thing to do is to kick and fight, with hands and feet, until there is nothing left. That is my philosophy.
CURT. [Smiling] It is fun to listen to you.
CAPTAIN. But you don't think it's true?
CURT. No, I don't.
CAPTAIN. But true it is, for all that.
During the preceding scene the wind has begun to blow hard, and now one of the big doors is closed with a bang.
CAPTAIN. [Rising] It's blowing. I could just feel it coming.
Goes back and closes both doors. Knocks on the barometer.
ALICE. [To CURT] You will stay for supper?
CURT. Thank you.