6.

Man (Cont'd)

Now I got dis farmer's choice in my hands, yo' better git outs my face.

Cliff

Yo' wanta fight?

Man

Yeah I want a fight. Put it where I kin use it and I'll sho' use it. I'll fight anybody. I git so hot sometimes I fights de corner of de house. I'm so hot I totes a pistol to keep from gettin' in a fight wid myself. I prints dangerous every time I sit down in, in a chair.

Cliff

Man, this ain't no fighting weather. Ha, ha, ha! Did yo' think I was mad sho' nuff? Yo' can't fight me. They's got to be runnin' before fightin' and they's got to be plenty good runnin' before dis fight comes off.

Man

All right now. Yo' leave me alone and I'm a good man. I'm just like an old shoe. If yo' rain on me and cool me off I'm soft! If yo' shine on me and git me hot, I'm hard.

	(He drops the stick and exits)

	(Cliff is shaking all over. He looks after the Man to be sure he is gone)

Good Black

Kah, kah, kah. Whut yo' so scarred about? De way yo' was talkin' I thought yo' was mad enough to fight.

Cliff

I was. I gits hot real quick! But I'm very easy cooled when de man I'm mad wid is bigger'n me.

	(He drops into his seat, wiping his face)

Man did yo' see how he grabbed up dat check? He done skeered me into a three-week's spasm!

Good Black's Wife

Good Black, dese clothes is still waiting.

Good Black

Well, let 'em wait on, I done tole yo' once. Yo' kind run yo' mouf but yo' can't run my business.

	(Enter a PRETTY GIRL. She strolls happily across without stopping. Good Black pretends to cough)