Michael Anthony: [Anthony enters a sort of hothouse and sees Tipton seated in a high-backed rattan chair next to a small table with some leaves and sand on it. Only Tipton's left arm is visible to viewers] You sent for me, sir?
John Beresford Tipton: He solved the problem in his own primitive way, Mike.
Michael Anthony: Sir?
John Beresford Tipton: [Pointing to the table] There.
[a chameleon scampers under a leaf to hide]
Michael Anthony: Oh, a chameleon. I hadn't noticed him, sir.
John Beresford Tipton: That's the idea. Protective coloration blending in with the ever-changing background of life.
Michael Anthony: A case in point, sir: to survive, we must all adapt ourselves to change.
John Beresford Tipton: A case in point. However, Mike, with the human animal, it's no longer just a struggle for physical survival, but a struggle for emotional fulfillment.
[Tipton hands an envelope to Anthony]
John Beresford Tipton: Let's see how our next millionaire adapts to change.
[Anthony accepts the envelope, bows, glances at the chameleon, and departs]