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[A last frantic appeal]: No! No! No! [Leaning back in his chair and looking around the room] W’at’s good for me havin’ dees fine house? W’at’s good for me havin’ all dis money w’at I got? I got nobody for give my house an’ my money w’en I die. Ees for dat I want dis baby, Amy. Joe don’ want him. Ees Tony want him. Amy, Amy,  for God’s sake don’ go away an’ leave Tony!

But, Tony! Think of what I done?

What you done was mistake in da head, not in da heart. Mistake in da head is no matter.

You—you ain’t kiddin’ me, are you? You’re serious, ain’t you—Tony? You’ll stick to this afterwards, won’t you, Tony? [''She walks slowly over to him. She throws her arms around his neck and presses his head against her breast. A prolonged pause''.]

Well, Joe, I guess you better be going.

You mean?