JIM. Well, Mayor Clark, I ain’t mad with him. We’se been friends all our lives. He’s slept in my bed and wore my clothes and et my grub…. DAVE. I et your grub? And many time as you done laid down with your belly full of my grandma’s collard greens. You done et my meat and bread a whole lot more times than I et your stewed fish-heads. JIM. I’d rather eat stewed fish-heads than steal out of other folkses houses so much till you went to sleep on the roost and fell down one night and broke up the settin’hen. (Loud laughter from the crowd) DAVE. Youse a liar if you say I stole anybody’s chickens. I didn’t have to. But you … ’fore you started goin’around with me, playin’ that little box of yours, you was so hungry you had the white mouth. If it wasn’t for these white folks throwin’_me_ money for _my_ dancin’, you would be thin as a whisper right now. JIM. (Laughing sarcastically) Your dancin’! You been leapin’around here like a tailless monkey in a wash pot for a long time and nobody was payin’no ’tention to you, till I come along playing. LINDSAY. Boys, boys, that ain’t no way for friends to carry on. DAISY. Well, if you all gonna keep up this quarrelin’and carryin’on I’m goin’home. ’Bout time for me to be gittin’back to my white folks anyhow. It’s dark now. I’m goin’, even if I have to go by myself. I shouldn’t a stopped by here nohow. JIM. (Stopping his quarrel) You ain’t gonna go home by yourself. I’m goin’with you. DAVE. (Singing softly) It may be so, I don’t know. But it sounds to me Like a lie. WALTER. Dave ain’t got as much rabbit blood as folks thought. DAVE. Tell ’em ’bout me. (Turns to DAISY) Won’t you choose a treat on me, Miss Daisy, ’fore we go? DAISY. (Coyly) Yessir, thank you. I wants a drink of soda water. (DAVE pulls his hat down over his eyes, whirls around and offers his arm to DAISY. They strut into the store, DAVE gazing contemptuously at JIM as he passes. Crowd roars with laughter, much to the embarrassment of JIM.) LIGE. Ol’ fast Dave jus’ runnin’the hog right over you, Jim. WALTER. Thought you was such a hot man. LUM BOGER. Want me to go in there and put Daisy under arrest and bring her to you? JIM. (Sitting down on the edge of porch with one foot on the step and lights a cigarette pretending not to be bothered.) Aw, I’ll get her when I want her. Let him treat her, but see who struts around that lake and down the railroad with her by and by. (DAVE and DAISY emerge from the store, each holding a bottle of red soda pop and laughing together. As they start down the steps DAVE accidentally steps on JIM’s outstretched foot. JIM jumps up and pushes DAVE back, causing him to spill the red soda all over his white shirt front.) JIM. Stay off my foot, you big ox. DAVE. Well, you don’t have to wet me all up, do you, and me in company? Why don’t you put your damn foot in your pocket? DAISY. (Wiping DAVE’S shirt front with her handkerchief) Aw, ain’t that too bad.