Cantors (Judaism) -- Drama; Fathers and sons -- Drama; Jewish families -- Drama; Jewish singers -- Drama; New York (N.Y.) -- Drama
SARA
[_Her great moment of sacrifice_]. It’s all right, Jakie.... You can
go.... [_The telephone rings—she crosses to it._] Hello—what?...
Who?... I can’t hear you.... What?... It’s a buzzing in my ears—I can’t—
MARY
[_Moves over_]. Shall I?
SARA
[_Giving her the phone_]. Thank you.
MARY
Hello.... I’ll talk for Mrs. Rabinowitz.... Yes, she’s right here.
I’ll take the message.... What is it?... Doctor O’Shaughnessy? Yes....
[_Her back is to the audience but it is evident that what she hears is
staggering. She gasps._] Yes—no—I’ll—I’ll tell—him.... Goodbye. [_She
hangs up phone._]
SARA
[_Apathetically_]. It’s from the Cantor?
MARY
Yes.
SARA
He’s all right? He needs me?
MARY
No, he doesn’t need you. He’s—all right.
SARA
I bet he wants something to eat, don’t he?
MARY
No—he’s not hungry—at all.
SARA
Then he’s resting?
MARY
Yes—he’s resting.
SARA
Thank you.
JACK
[_Who has turned when_ MARY _gasped_]. Mama, you’d better get ready.
We’ll be late. [_Takes her to door and she goes into the kitchen for
the candles. He turns swiftly to_ MARY, _holding the kitchen door
closed behind him. His voice is tense._] Is he ... worse?
MARY
[_Slowly_]. He just ... died.
JACK
Oh, my God! [_Emotion has returned to him. He sobs._] He told me God
would punish me! I thought I could get away from Cantors! Well, God
showed me.... [_His voice rises to a wail and then subsides._] The Day
of Atonement!—I’ll say it’s the Day of Atonement. [SARA _enters with
lighted candles._ JACK _suddenly turns to her._] Mama! I’m going with
you! I’m going to the synagogue!
SARA
[_Unbelieving joy in her voice_]. Jakie!
JACK
I’m your son. I’m the son of my father. Mama, I’m a Cantor, see?... I’m
Cantor Rabinowitz! God’s going to hear me sing Kol Nidre tonight! [_He
is strong in the power of his decision._]
SARA
[_Tears in her eyes_]. Jakie!
JACK
[_Moves with her to the door_]. You go ahead, Mama. You have to go to
the balcony. I’ll look for you there from the altar.
SARA
[_As she goes_]. Your papa will be so happy! He will be so happy....
[JACK _closes the door. There is a pause._]
MARY
Jack—isn’t there anything you want me to do?
JACK
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