BISHOP. I saw in the papers ...
PRESCOTT. That I am interested in the mass production of fabricated houses. Yes!--And men associated with me are ready to launch large-scale production as soon as we are assured of freedom from competition with cheap government money and cheap government labor.
BISHOP. Then, surely ...
PRESCOTT. I have just returned empty-handed from a bunch of half-baked theorists who are heading us into socialism and calling it democracy!
BISHOP. With a view to your project going through, could you not take Kenneth on?
PRESCOTT. Impossible. My small staff has already done all the preparation that needs to be done. My hands are tied till these socialists in Washington are out.
BISHOP. But has not business been given a breathing spell?
PRESCOTT. I don't sell hot dogs. I build houses. People don't consume houses during a breathing spell.--I tell you I could put a capital of twenty millions at work tomorrow if we were guaranteed that in ten years, or even twenty years, we could get our money back.
BISHOP. But what do you fear? You just said you did not fear a revolution.
PRESCOTT. I don't. I fear the continuance of what we already have. Stagnation and semi-socialism.