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Don’t take on, Tony. Please don’t take on! Let me go, and forget all about me. There ain’t no use in talking any more.

You goin’ have baby!

God, I know I am!

How you goin’ mak’ money for keep him? Before you go, you tell me dat!

God knows. I don’t.

Pretty quick Joe is leavin’ you desert, and den w’at is goin’ happen?

I swear I’ll stick, Tony!

No! No! NO!! Ees no good! My Amy havin’ baby in da street! Ees no good.