TIPPY. Never mind, Ken. The revolution's all over.
KEN. That was no revolution. That was only a depression. But it's all over now. My father bought me a job because my wife told him to. I've got a smart wife. She understands business methods. We are individualists, and must have initiative. So my wife, she has initiative. She says--Ken's got to have a job so we can get married. So she explains to my father how capitalism works. Lots of competition; too many lousy architects. So got to fabricate houses and put 'em all out of a job.
MARTIN. You talk more sense drunk than sober.
KEN. Too many architects--so what? Give 'em relief work, that's what. Make lots of little houses, with lots of little yards, with lots of little trees, so there'll be lots of little leaves to rake. [Faces LAURA.] That's why a man needs a smart wife with lots of initiative--to get him a job.
TIPPY. O. K., Ken.
LAURA. [Fiercely.] Do something with him, Martin.
MARTIN. [Going to KEN.] All right, old man. Let's go in there and see whether we can figure this thing out.
KEN. I got it all figured out. Lots of little houses, 'n' lots of ...
TIPPY. But we've got to figure out what to do about Ted.
KEN. Ted. That's right ... Ted. [The three go out to kitchen.]