Oh, you're too modest. You've gottaste, I can tell. I think you knowa good deal about art.
GAIL:
I do. I just don't know what it costs.
GETTY:
Well then, you'll learn. Come on, indulge an old fool. What do youthink I paid?
GAIL:
Five hundred thousand dollars.
GETTY:
Eleven dollars and twenty-three cents.
I picked it up in the black marketin Heraklion. This cripple was askingseventeen dollars for it and it took me an hour to bring him down to hisbottom line. At Sotheby's today I'dhazard it'd bring $1.2 million.
(a beat) You see, priceless is such an insipidword. Everything has a price. The great struggle in life is coming togrips with what that price is.
He crouches down and offers the figurine to Little Paul.
GETTY (CONT'D) I want you to have it.
JOHN PAUL JR:
We couldn't.
GETTY:
Do you like it, Paul?
PAUL:
That's OK. I don't need it.
14.
GETTY:
I insist.
GAIL:
I insist. We can't. It's far too extravagant for a little boy.
GETTY:
For most little boys, it would be.
Getty hands the boy the statue.
GETTY (CONT'D) But not for a Getty.
Little Paul takes the figurine; it's done. They're forcedto accept it. Gail and Big Paul smile awkwardly.
GAIL:
Thank you. We'll treasure it.
GETTY:
Thanks are for strangers. You're family. You're my family. Come here, let me look at you.