Sabrina Page #4

Second largest.

The largest have no daughter.

It's all beginning to make sense.

Mr. Tyson owns the sugar cane,

you own the formula for the plastics

and I'm offered as a sacrifice

on the altar of industrial progress!

You make it sound as if the son

of the hot-dog dynasty

had to marry the daughter

of the mustard king.

Surely you don't object to Elizabeth

because her father has $20 million?

That's very narrow-minded of you.

Just one thing. I haven't proposed

and she hasn't accepted.

Oh, don't worry.

I proposed and Mr. Tyson accepted.

- Did you kiss him?

- Elizabeth is a lovely girl.

Sooner or later you'll propose.

I'm helping you make up your mind.

- Then you marry her.

- Me?

What's so funny?

If I got married, I'd have to take

a Dictaphone, two secretaries

and four corporation counsellors

along on the honeymoon.

I'd be unfaithful to my wife

every night

with vice presidents, boards of

directors, slide-rule accountants...

This... this is my home.

No wife would ever understand it.

Nor me. You've got all the money

in the world.

Making money isn't the main point

of business. Money is a by-product.

- What's the main objective? Power?

- Ah! That's become a dirty word.

What's the urge? You're going into

plastics. What will that prove?

Prove? Nothing much.

A new product has been found,

something of use to the world.

A new industry moves into

an undeveloped area.

Factories go up, machines go in

and you're in business.

It's coincidental that people who've

never seen a dime now have a dollar

and barefooted kids wear shoes

and have their faces washed.

What's wrong with an urge

that gives people libraries,

hospitals, baseball diamonds

and movies on a Saturday night?

- Send in the secretaries.

- Yes, Mr. Larrabee.

You make me feel like a heel.

If I don't marry her, some kid

will run around Puerto Rico barefoot!

Look at this stuff.

Planes and suits will be made of it

and you'll probably be able

to eat it.

We're organising Larrabee Plastics.

Larrabee Construction has the plans.

Larrabee Shipping bought nine more

freighters to handle the traffic.

- The wheels are in motion already?

- That's what I mean.

Would you demonstrate the weight test

to Mr. David, please?

- Linus, I believe you.

- Up you go.

I want you to see

how resilient it is.

Bounce, please, ladies.

Some plastic, eh?

We'd like a summer wedding

to get in on this year's sugar crop.

Yeah.

I think

you're going to be very happy.

Dearest Father,

we shall be graduating next week

and I shall be getting my diploma.

I want to thank you now for the two

most wonderful years of my life.

I shall always love you

for sending me here.

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