Cantors (Judaism) -- Drama; Fathers and sons -- Drama; Jewish families -- Drama; Jewish singers -- Drama; New York (N.Y.) -- Drama
Me happy? I feel like I’ve been elected mayor and can’t find the City
Hall. Mary, if any one gave me an unkind look, I’d lie down on the
floor and cry.
MARY
Is there anything wrong, Jack? Is something worrying you?
JACK
You’re worrying me.
MARY
I?
JACK
[_Slowly_]. I can’t get over the feeling that if I don’t make good
tonight, you’re going to be the goat. You and Mr. Lee. You’ve done
everything for me—the two of you. So far, I haven’t done a thing in
return.... I ain’t even thinking about what it would mean to me
deep down here—[_He touches his heart._]—if I flop. But then, that’s my
business and nobody else’s.... The way things are now, though.... Gee,
if I don’t make good with you—and with Lee—I’ll feel like hell.
MARY
Is _that_ all that’s worrying you? Why, Jack, how silly you are!
You’re going to be a sensational success, don’t you realize that? And
everybody’s going to be proud of you.
JACK
[_Slowly_]. Not everybody. I know somebody who won’t be proud of me.
MARY
[_Intuitively_]. You mean—your people?... I’ve often wondered why you
never mentioned your people to me.
JACK
Well, I—I quarreled with them.
MARY
Where are they?
JACK
They’re far away. [_He rises from trunk._] Oh, it’s no use to talk
about it.
MARY
I’m sorry.
JACK
[_Turns to her_]. The point is, my people had other plans for me....
They—they’d sooner I was a criminal than be on the stage....
MARY
Well, I guess a lot of stage people have the same sort of problem you
have.
JACK
My father and mother are different. I’m the only son, and they ... had
other ideas about me.... I ran away from home.... They don’t think I’ll
ever be any good.
MARY
Oh, my dear, serious young man, there’s nothing terrible in that.
JACK
You don’t know my father and mother, Mary.
MARY
Jack, there’s nothing as selfish as the selfishness of parents. Do
you think my people liked the idea of my being on the stage? Mother
threatened to have a nervous collapse. Father was frantic. But I did
what I wanted, and they both got over it. And now they brag about me to
the rest of the family.
JACK
Well, my father ain’t ever going to brag about me, I can tell you that!
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