[Goes to Steve.
Steven. Say a hundred and fifty thousand.
[Coast whistles.
Louise. He'd better hold on, Sam, hadn't he; what do you think of the stock?
Coast. Don't ask me.
Louise. We've got to risk it, anyway. Use some of my bonds, Steve.
Steven. Louise!
Louise. Yes, I mean it, we must.
Steven. You don't understand me—we can't use your security.
Louise. Why not?