Walter: It's the craziest thing. I started charging for the posters. First a nickel, then a dime...Yes, Maggie! It's cuckoo! But then it got me thinking. Would you rather sell one $500 painting or a million cheaply reproduced posters? See, folks don't care if it's a copy. They just want art that touches them. Then we could sell it anywhere. Everywhere!
Walter: Warhol's like me. That fruit fly stole my act.