Cantors (Judaism) -- Drama; Fathers and sons -- Drama; Jewish families -- Drama; Jewish singers -- Drama; New York (N.Y.) -- Drama
JACK
No—I know how I look. What do I want of my picture?
SARA
[_Opening it_]. Who is this?
JACK
That’s a girl who did some wonderful things for me. How do you like
such a tie, Mama? [_He takes gaudy ties from suitcase._]
SARA
It’s a beautiful girl.... She lives in that house?
JACK
She lives there in the summer time. [_Takes out military brushes. He
wants to change the subject._] See, these are military brushes!
SARA
It’s a big house, Jakie, for only one girl. She’s got a husband, no?
JACK
Not yet, Mama. Look at these shirts. They’re silk!
SARA
Only a big house and a dog she’s got? What does she do all the time in
the big house?
JACK
She was born in the big house, Mama. Then she came to New York and
studied for the opera. But you know how it is in the opera. If a girl
don’t weigh more than two hundred pounds they don’t want her. Now she’s
a big star in musical comedy.
SARA
_Ain’t_ that a shame! Such a nice girl, too! And who lives in this
house?
JACK
The dog!
SARA
That’s a nice house.
JACK
It’s a nice dog! [JACK _takes the picture from her and places it back
in the bag._] Now, Mama, I got something that I brought home only for
you. It’s a surprise. Close your eyes, Mama. Close your eyes and keep
quiet and count.... Don’t say anything.
SARA
[_Closes her eyes._] How can I count if I don’t say anything?
JACK
[_Takes jewelry box out of his vest pocket and pins brooch on her
dress. Kneels in front of her_]. Count to yourself. One, two, three,
four, five, six, ninety, a dollar ten, a dollar twenty. Stop when you
get to three dollars.... Now, open your eyes and look downstairs and
see what’s going on!
SARA
[_Looks at brooch_]. Diamonds! with stones in it!
JACK
Sure—certainly!
SARA
Real diamonds?
JACK
If they’re not, Mama, somebody played me a dirty trick.
SARA
Jakie, where did you get so much money?
JACK
Don’t worry about money, Ma. I got lots more where that came from.
SARA
[_Worried_]. You didn’t do any wrong, did you, Jakie?
JACK
No, Mama.
SARA
But what kind job could a young boy have that he should have so much
money?
JACK
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