FRANK: Mister Millard called me one day. Fit to be tied. You could feel the steam coming through the telephone. “There’s a leak right over my desk! It’s leaking on my desk!” You know what I said to Mister Millard? (Turns to Kenneth) Move the desk.
(Frank smiles, Sullivan tries not to, Kenneth looks to Catherine confused.)
LLOYD: I never thought that was funny. Leaking roofs aren’t funny for the people who live under them. And they certainly aren’t funny now. With a collapsed hotel in Tokyo, and god knows how many people dead. (Pause) But my father doesn’t care about this. Look at him, is that a remorseful man?
FRANK: Lloyd was in charge of oversight; he was here while the Millard house was being built.
LLOYD: It wasn’t the construction.
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