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Tony. Tony pushes it away, spilling the wine over his shirt. Joe drops the glass.]
Tony
Amy! Amy! Amy! Amy!
Amy
[She comes back, with her hat on and her coat over her arm. She has her yellow grip half open with clothes sticking out. Joe takes it from her.]
Here I am, Tony. Here I am.
Tony
W’ere you goin’, Amy? Were you goin’ away from here?
Amy
I dunno. . . . Frisco, I guess. . . .
Tony
[Bitter sobs]: You goin’ be livin’ with Joe?
Amy
[Vague misery]: I dunno. . . . No, I ain’t going to live with Joe. . . . No matter what happens, I ain’t.
Tony
Who is goin’ be lookin’ after you, Amy?
