A joke maker! A jazz singer! Oh, my God in Heaven! Does it mean nothing that Rabinowitz is the name of great Cantors? Does it mean nothing that there is a God?... You are no son of mine. I never want to see you again. JACK [_Hopelessly_]. All right, all right. [_Moves to settee, begins to pack his bag._] SARA Jakie, tell him you are sorry. Tell him you are ashamed. JACK Ashamed—what have I got to be ashamed of? Shall I tell him I’m ashamed because I worked like a slave to get my big opportunity? Did I come home broke? Did I ask for anything? No. I came home because it looks like I’m going to be successful, and I wanted to share it with you. CANTOR I don’t want to share anything with you! Go back to your sidewalks! JACK [_As he packs his bag_]. All right, all right. You’re not giving me a chance, that’s all. Why do you think I came home? I came home because I want to have your love again—that’s why. I came home because I thought I could bring together all the things in my life that are dear to me, that made me happy from the time when I was a little kid till now—singing and playing in the streets—the East Side—shooting craps—baseball—my mama—my papa—the synagogue,—and now my work in the theatre. CANTOR Don’t you mention the word synagogue in this house again! SARA Yosele, couldn’t you listen to him? Couldn’t you see he is trying to tell you something? CANTOR To such words if I listen God will burn me with lightning. Better I should be dead than my son should holler unholy words in my ears! Get out! Out from my house! You loafer from the sidewalks! You tramp! You bum! You actor in a theatre!... You jazz singer! [_He is seized by a fit of coughing, and he sinks into a chair._ SARA _hastens to his side._] SARA Jakie! The water! From the sideboard! [JACK _goes quickly to sideboard, pours a glass of water and brings it over._] Yosele, you shouldn’t excite yourself so. Look, Jakie, see how white your Papa’s face is. [_Takes glass of water from_ JACK.] Here, Yosele, drink it slow. Jakie, my son, come, tell him you are sorry. Tell him you are ashamed. JACK