Lonnie I know I'm gointer play something now. (He tunes and plays "Cold Rainy Day". He begins to sing and the others join in. Not all. But all start to dancing. They couple off as far as possible and Lindy. The men unmated do hot solo steps. The men cry out in ecstacy) 1. Shimmy! If you can't shimmy, shake your head. 2. Look, baby, look! Throw it in de alley 3. Look, if you can't look, stick out, and if you can't stick out, git out. (At the end of the son and dance, one of the girls exclaim) Girl Aw, we got to go. Mama's looking for us. (The three girls exit, walking happily. The men watch them go) Cliff Oh boy, look at 'em! Switching it and looking back at it. (He imitates the girl's walk) Good Black Yeah Lawd, ain't they specifyin'! They handles a lot of traffic. Cliff (Seating himself again) Yeah, but dat don't play no checkers. Come on here, Good Black and lemme finish wearing your ant. Good Black's Wife Good Black, yo' better come git dese clothes. Lonnie Good Black, yo' wife kin cold whoop for what she want. Good Black Yeah and if she don't git, she keep right on whoopin'. B'lieve I wants a drink of water. Wisht I knowed where I could slip up on me a drink. Cliff Aw man, come on back here and move. Yo' doin' everythin' but playin' checkers. You'd ruther move a mountain wid a pry bar than to move (Points) dat man. Good Black (Seats himself) Lemme hurry up and beat dis game befo' yo' bust yo' britches. (He wags his finger to indicate moves, scratches his head, but doesn't move. Several men enter and group around the players. All offer suggestions. One says, "you got him Cliffert. He's locked up just as tight as a keyhole". Another: "Aw, man he kin break out!" Another: "Yeah, but it'll cost him plenty to git out of dat trap".) Cliff Police! Police! He won't move! Another Voice Aw, leave go de checkers and less shoot some crap. (Enter a WOMAN in a house dress, head rag on, run down house shoes. She goes to the edge of the porch and calls inside) Woman Him there Bertha, what yo' doin'. Woman Inside Still bumpin' de white folks clothes--hittin' for de sundown man. Come on in and have some sit down.