Cantors (Judaism) -- Drama; Fathers and sons -- Drama; Jewish families -- Drama; Jewish singers -- Drama; New York (N.Y.) -- Drama
I recognized his ability—I helped him to realize his own powers.
[_Tensely._] Oh, please, can’t you understand? I’m trying to do the one
thing a woman can do for a man.
LEE
[_He has come to a decision and now breaks in_]. Mrs. Rabinowitz, let
me ask you a question.... When was the last time that Jack attended a
synagogue?
SARA
When he was confirmed. He was thirteen years old. He sang a solo in the
choir. It was beautiful.
LEE
Mary, did he ever attend a synagogue during the time you have known him?
MARY
No.
LEE
Mrs. Rabinowitz, he ran away from all this, [_Indicates the room_]
didn’t he?
SARA
[_Slowly_]. Why are you asking me like this questions?
LEE
[_Crescendo_]. Because I want that boy to be true to himself. Do you
suppose the Cantor would want Jack to sing unless he sings with the
heart of a Jew? I know that boy. He’s saying to himself, “My career is
gone. The girl I love is losing faith in me. I don’t want to sing this
stuff that I don’t understand—to a God whose meaning I don’t get.” He’s
saying to himself, “My mother will be heartbroken if I don’t do it. My
father will die. That’s why I’ll do it.”
SARA
[_In a faint voice_]. No, no. You are telling me lies!
MARY
[Moved]. Harry—let’s go—can’t you see you are hurting—
LEE
[Rising to his climax]. Supposing the Cantor could see into Jack’s
heart? Do you know what he would see there? Jazz music, _nigger
music_—if you want to call it that. Do you think that would make him
happy?
[_The door opens and_ JACK _enters. The evening light has deepened._
JACK’s _face is white, his eyes burning black. There is a new quality
in him; he has become fanatic_].
JACK
Mama, you better get ready. [_He sees no one, apparently, except his
mother._] The services will begin soon. [_Now he sees_ MARY. _Carefully
laying down the praying shawl and skull cap he brought with him, he
turns to her. He speaks quietly._] You came!
MARY
Yes, Jack.
JACK
[_Simply_]. I’m glad.
SARA
Jakie.
JACK
Yes.
SARA
I want to ask you something....
JACK
Yes, Mama.
SARA
I want you should tell me the truth.
JACK
Yes, Mama.
SARA
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