Rodney. What about the Countess?
Peale. (Proudly) I got her.
Rodney. You did? $10,000?
Peale. Fifteen thousand.
Rodney. Holy jumping Jupiter.
Peale. Pretty good, what?
Rodney. Good? Why—why—I’ll have to raise your salary.
Peale. Thanks, I supposed you would.
Rodney. Where’s the money?
Peale. Oh, we don’t get it till next week.