JERRY [“_man to man_”]. That’s right, Mr. Snooks. I beg your pardon for that remark. SNOOKS [_touching his handkerchief to his eyes_]. You hurt me, Pres, you hurt me, but I forgive you. _They shake hands warmly._ _And now Jerry has an idea--a gorgeous idea. Why didn’t he think of it before? His voice literally trembles as he lays his plan before Snooks._ JERRY. Honorable Snooks, listen. I’ll tell you what I’ll do. I’ll--I’ll take those Islands and pay--oh, say a round million dollars for them, on one condition. SNOOKS [_quickly_]. Done. Name your condition. JERRY [_breathlessly_]. That you’ll let me throw in one of the States on the trade. SNOOKS. What State? JERRY. The State of Idaho. SNOOKS. How much do you want for it? JERRY [_hastily_]. Oh, I’ll just throw that in free. _Snooks indicates Mr. Jones with his thumb._ SNOOKS. Get him to take it down. _Jones takes pen in hand. During the ensuing conversation he writes busily._ JERRY [_anxiously_]. The State of Idaho is just a gift, see? But you _got_ to take it. _Suddenly the Honorable Snooks realizes how the land lies. He looks narrowly at Jerry, marvelling at an opportunity so ready to his hand._ JERRY [_to Jones_]. Here, get this down. We agree to buy the Buzzard Islands from the nation of Irish Poland for one million---- SNOOKS [_interrupting_]. Two million. JERRY. Two million dollars, on condition that Irish Poland will also incorporate into their nation the State of Idaho, with all its people. Be sure and get that, Jones. With all its people. JONES. I have it. The State of Idaho and four hundred and thirty-one thousand, eight hundred and sixty-six people. Including colored? JERRY. Yes, including colored. SNOOKS [_craftily_]. Just a minute, Pres. This here State of Idaho is mostly mountains, ain’t it? JERRY [_anxiously_]. I don’t know. Is it, Mr. Jones? JONES. It has quite a few mountains. SNOOKS [_hesitating_]. Well, now, I don’t know if we better do it after all---- JERRY [_quickly_]. Three millions. SNOOKS. I’ll tell you, I’d like to pull it off for you, Pres, but you see a State like that has gotta have upkeep. You take one of them mountains, for instance. You can’t just let a mountain alone like you would a--a ocean. You got to--to groom it. You got to--to chop it down. You got to explore it. Now take that alone--you got to explore it. JERRY [_swallowing_]. Four millions. SNOOKS. That’s more like it. Now these Buzzard Islands don’t require no attention. You just have to let ’em alone. But you take the up-keep on a thing like the State of Idaho. JERRY [_wiping his brow_]. Five millions. SNOOKS. Sold! You get the Buzzard Islands and we get five million bucks and the State of Idaho. JERRY. Got that down, Jones? SNOOKS. On second thoughts---- JERRY [_in a panic_]. No, no, you can’t get out of it. It’s all down in black and white.