| Transcript | - The truth is, I don’t have a lot of time for all that “prophecy” nonsense. I tell you, belief is... is just a commodity. Old Comstock, well, he does produce. But, like any tradesman, he’s obliged to barter his product for the earthly ores. You see, one does not raise a barn on song alone. No, sir! Why, that’s Fink timber, a Fink hammer, and Fink’s hand to swing it. He needs me -- lest he soil his own.
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