“Now if you can’t trust a fix, what can you trust? For a good return, you gotta go bettin’ on chance. And then, you’re back with anarchy, right back in the jungle. That’s why ethics is important, what separates us from the animals, beasts of burden, beasts of prey. Ethics.”
“What are you chewin’ over?”
“Dream I had once. I was walking in the woods. I don’t know why. Wind came whippin’. Blew me hat off.”
“And you chased it, right? You ran and ran. You finally caught up to it. And you picked it up, but it wasn’t a hat anymore. It had changed into something else, something wonderful.”
“No, it stayed a hat. And no, I didn’t chase it. Nothing more foolish than a man chasin’ his hat.”
The hat dream occupies the prophecy slot, a vision of the old school. And so we figure: the fix is in on this movie. But if it’s just a hat, then all bets are off.