- Michael Anthony: [Anthony enters the Music Room, containing various instruments, including a cello and a harp, to discover Tipton seated in a high-backed chair at a desk and playing a violin. Only Tipton's hands are visible to the viewers. He is wearing a smoking jacket] You sent for me, sir?
- John Beresford Tipton: Recognize this violin
- [handing the violin to Anthony]
- John Beresford Tipton: , Mike?
- Michael Anthony: [Receiving the instrument, beaming] Oh, yes, sir. When I was a boy, it was my dream to play a Stradivarius someday.
- [Anthony raises the violin in its customary place on a musician's shoulder and plinks two notes, smiling widely]
- John Beresford Tipton: That's right - you did study the violin at one time, didn't you?
- Michael Anthony: Yes, sir - a very short time.
- [Anthony looks longingly at the instrument]
- John Beresford Tipton: Oh? Unfortunate. No finances, Mike?
- Michael Anthony: [Handing back the violin with a sheepish grin] No, sir. No talent.
- John Beresford Tipton: [Chuckles] An honest answer, Mike. But then, you are a realist.
- [Tipton hands an envelope to Anthony]
- John Beresford Tipton: I'm wondering if our next millionaire will be as realistic, especially when given the power to make a dream come true.
- [Anthony accepts the envelope and bows]
- [first lines]
- Michael Anthony: [to the viewers] My name is Michael Anthony, and for many years, I was executive secretary to John Beresford Tipton, the multibillionaire, whose charity was as boundless as it was mysterious. For it was his hobby to give away, anonymously and tax-free, $1,000,000 apiece to various people he never knew. This is Silverstone, a fabulous estate of 60,000 acres, the residence and private domain of John Beresford Tipton. I recall one afternoon when Mr. Tipton summoned me to the Music Room, where he was looking over his collection of priceless instruments.
- Michael Anthony: [Anthony enters the restaurant's kitchen where he discovers Martha Crockett preparing a customer's meal] Mrs. Crockett?
- Martha Crockett: !... I'm awfully busy.
- Michael Anthony: Mrs. Harry Crockett?
- Martha Crockett: Yes, but, uh, my husband always takes care of everything.
- Michael Anthony: My name is Michael Anthony.
- [Anthony retrieves some documents from his briefcase]
- Martha Crockett: You selling something?
- Michael Anthony: No, giving something.
- [Displaying the check]
- Michael Anthony: I have here a cashier's check from an anonymous benefactor made out to you in the amount of $1,000,000, tax-free.
- Martha Crockett: [Continuing meal preparation] Oh, sure. Now would you get out of my kitchen? And you can leave your... your free samples on the... on the counter.
- [Anthony places the check in the food-prep area as Martha continues to work. Eventually, she pauses and looks at the check]
- Martha Crockett: This is a cashier's check for a million dollars.
- Michael Anthony: That's what I just said.
- Martha Crockett: Why?
- Michael Anthony: I'm afraid I can't give you any more information, Mrs. Crockett.
- [Retrieving paperwork from is briefcase]
- Michael Anthony: Now, if you'll just sign this document agreeing never to divulge how you got the money or the amount to anyone except your husband, of course.
- Martha Crockett: Of course.
- Michael Anthony: Should you violate this agreement, you automatically lose all rights to the money.
- Martha Crockett: Yes, of course. The money.
- [almost whispering]
- Martha Crockett: The money.
- [Martha signs the pledge, which Anthony returns to his briefcase]
- Martha Crockett: There's so many things we can do with this. So many things we need. Thank you. Harry - Harry, my husband he... - he can go to New York
- [pauses]
- Martha Crockett: and give a concert at Carnegie Hall.
- Michael Anthony: Well I... I hope this will bring you everything you've ever wished for.
- Martha Crockett: [as Anthony leaves the kitchen] Oh, thank you.
- Michael Anthony: [selects the top file from a pile on his desk; to the viewers] Martha and Harry Crockett had been happily married for ten years. But while their restaurant flourished, Harry cherished a dream: One day he would play his violin in Carnegie Hall. He kept his dream in a container
- [viewers see a container marked "Carnegie Hall Fund"]
- Michael Anthony: . Every time he put money in the cash register, he would also put away a nickel or a dime, to help him realize his dream.