THE THIRD ACT
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Tony
. . . An’ Joe is runnin’ crazy wild an’ don’ say nothing w’en I’m askin’ him, “Joe, w’ere you goin’ like dat?”
Amy
Joe’s going away.
Tony
He’s no’ goin’ without sayin’ goo’-by?
Amy
I dunno. . . . Maybe he is. . . .
Tony
That boy mak’ me verra unhappy. I been lovin’ Joe like he was my own son an’ he’s goin’ away like dat. He’s no good.
Amy
People who ain’t no good ain’t worth worrying about. The thing to do is let ’em go and forget ’em.
Tony
Da’s no’ so easy like you think, Amy. I been lovin’ Joe like my own son.
Amy
Joe ain’t no worse than other people I could mention.
