DAVE: I know I ain't gonna give no woman nothin'. I wouldn't give a
dog a doughnut if he treed a terrapin.
LIGE: Youse a cottontail dispute ... both of you. You'd give her
anything you got. You'd give her Georgia with a fence 'round it.
OLD MAN: Yeah, and she'd take it, too.
LINDSAY: Don't distriminate the woman like that. That ain't nothing
but hogism. Ain't nothin' the matter with Daisy, she's all right.
(Enter TEETS and BOOTSIE tittering coyly and switching themselves.)
BOOTSIE: Is you seen my mama?
OLD WOMAN: You know you ain't lookin' for no mama. Jus' come back down
here to show your shape and fan around awhile. (BOOTSIE and TEETS
going into the store.)
BOOTSIE & TEETS: No, we ain't. We'se come to get our mail.
OLD WOMAN: (After girls enter store) Why don't you all keep up some
attention to these nice girls here, Bootsie and Teets. They wants to
marry.
DAVE: Aw, who thinkin' 'bout marryin' now? They better stay home and
eat their own pa's rations. I gotta buy myself some shoes.
JIM: The woman I'm gonna marry ain't born yet and her maw is dead.
(GIRLS come out giggling and exit.) (JIM begins to strum his guitar
lightly at first as the talk goes on.)
CLARK: (To DAVE and JIM) Two of the finest gals that ever lived and
friendly jus' like you-all is. You two boys better take 'em back and
stop them shiftless ways.
HAMBO: Yeah, hurry up and do somethin'! I wants to taste a piece yo'
weddin' cake.
JIM: (Embarrassed but trying to be jocular) Whut you trying to rush
me up so fast?.
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