Father McKee
You’re talkin’ a lot of balderdash. Mind your own business an’ leave the brotherhood of man to me. Brothers is my job.
Tony
You think evrabody’s goin’ be brother like dat an’ don’ scrap no more? Ees crazy idea! You ain’ got no good sense, Joe, you an’ dose goddam Wobblies.
Father McKee
I been mullin’ this over in my mind, Joe, ever since Tony asked me to come up an’ talk to you. An’ I come to the conclusion that capital an’ labour’ll go on scrappin’ to the end of time and they’ll always be a certain number of people that’ll stand up for the under dog. I been standin’ up for the underdog all my life . . .
Joe
[Indignant, he comes into the room.] Yes, you have! A helluva lot of standin’ up you ever done for anybody but yourself!
Tony
[Talking at the same time]: Now, Joe, don’ you be gettin’ fresh! You listen to w’at da Padre’s sayin’!
