"Man, what are you talking about?
That's a good deal of money.

Where are you going to sell all that ?" "I want to bid for five million," assuaged Cowperwood, softly.

"I only want one million but I want the prestige of putting in a bona fide bid for five million.

It will do me good on the street." Butler sank back somewhat relieved.
"Five million! Prestige! You want one million.

Well, now, that's different.