Henry：Looks smaller. When did he complete it?
Alex：You weren't born yet, and I was 8.
Henry：Cor Busier meets Frank Lloyd Wright.
Alex：You know, Dad played cards with both of them. Sharing a joint.
Henry：Yeah, well. Can't swim. There should be a stairway down to the water, a porch, a deck.
Alex：Here, you're in a，in a box. A glass box with a view to everything that's around you ... but you can't touch it. No interconnection between you and what you're looking at.
Henry：I don't know, you know. He's got this big maple growing... right in the middle of the house.
Alex：Containment. Containment and control. This house is a bout ownership, not connection. I mean, it's beautiful. Seductive, even. But it's incomplete. lt was all about him. Dad knew how to build a house, not a home. But you know...I think he wants us to do what he couldn't. But admitting that...would mean admitting that he came up short in some way...that he could do more. And that tortures him.
Henry：Do you remember being here with Mom?
Alex：I remember she tried to make it work here...with us...with him.
Henry：Hey, what about Visionary Vanguard?
Alex：What about it?
Henry：Come on. You can't convince me you're gonna be happy building salt boxes for tourists. No body's gonna admire you for that.
Alex：Admire me for that?
Henry：Yeah, Visionary Vanguard. That's your idea.
Alex：I can't. But you can keep the name.
Henry：No, come on. It's gotta be you and me.
Alex：Henry, I'm sorry, I can't. I just...
Henry：What?
Alex：I've got other plans.
Henry：You have a girlfriend?
Alex：No...No.
Henry：What is that? You hesitated.
Alex：No, I didn't hesitate. Come on, man. I don't have any time for that.
Henry：What does time have to do with it?
Alex：Oh, you're gonna think I'm crazy.
