"(Judas) Some men are born to live at ease. Doing what they please, richer than the bees are in honey. Never growing old, never feeling cold, pulling pots of gold from thin air. The best in every town, best at shaking down, best at making mountains of money. They can't take it with them, but what do they care? They get the center of the meat. Cushions on their feet. Houses on the street where it's sunny. Summers by the sea, winter's warm and free, all of this and we get the rest. But who is the land for? The sun and the sand for? You guesssed, it's all for the best!"