g for over a little jokin'.

JIM: Nobody's quarreling.... I'm just playin' a little for Daisy and
Dave's out there clownin' with her.

CLARK: (In doorway) I ain't gonna have no fussin' round my store, no
way. Shut up, you all.

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 dow