THE FIRST ACT
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Joe
An’ miss the festa? Like hell!
Tony
Joe, you don’ ondrastan’. . . .
Joe
Forget it, Tony.
Tony
Joe. . . .
Joe
If you keep her waitin’, she’ll go back to Frisco.
Tony
Dio mio! [He goes to the door and turns yet once again.] Joe . . .? [He catches Father McKee’s eye.] Som’thing verra bad is goin’ happen with Tony. . . . Clean evrathing clean before my Amy come.
[He is really gone. Joe follows him out and stands on the porch looking after him. A Ford motor roars and dies away into high speed.]
Father McKee
[At the window]: Look at him!
