Look at this place, these are poor people. Look at what they own. Look at what they eat,...

Allie Fox: Look at this place, these are poor people. Look at what they own. Look at what they eat, they don't have meat, but they have asparagus that they cut. Jerry Fox: I don't think we should be here. Allie Fox: They welcome visitors, son. It's an old custom of theirs from the jungle. Be kind to strangers they say, you never know when you might be one yourself. That's the law of the jungle. Charlie: But this isn't the jungle dad. Allie Fox: No? No, because no jungle is as murderous as this is. They traded green trees for this room. It's pathetic. And it makes me mad, because they're going to end up being part of the problem. Allie Fox: It would take courage to go there. Charlie: Go where? Allie Fox: The jungle. Not ordinary gumption, but 4 o'clock in the morning courage. [glancing toward his boys] Allie Fox: And who's got that?

It's an absolute sin to accept the decadence of obsolescence. Why do things get worse? They don't have to. They could get better. We accept that things fall apart, but they don't have to. Things will last forever. We eat when we're not hungry, drink when we're not thirsty. We buy what we don't need and throw away everything that's useful. Why sell a man what he wants? Sell him what he doesn't need. Pretend he has eight legs, two stomachs and money to burn. It's wrong. Wrong! Wrong! There are people in New York who'd kill you for a quarter. You don't dare take a walk for fear somebody'll stick a knife in your ribs. Stay home and they come in through the windows. Ten-year-old homicidal maniacs on every corner. They go to school. They go to school. You know what the biggest problem with the 20th century is? People can't stand to be alone. Can't stand it. Double-digit inflation and a $2.00 loaf of bread. Good. Great. You're going to be my fish farmer, Mr. McGregor. - I think about it. - Right. You think about it. We'll breed all the fish we need to eat right here. It'll be here when we need it. Just scoop 'em up and put 'em in the pot. We gotta get this cleared up. Clear all this trash out of the water. How am I doing, boy? Fine, Dad. Strictly speaking, there's no such thing as invention, you know. It's just magnifying what already exists. Father often talked of things being revealed. That was true invention, he said.