A Raisin in the Sun Page #2

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Now all you going to say to me is,

"Eat these eggs"?

You never say anything new.

I listen to you every day.

Every morning, every night.

You never say nothing new.

So you'd rather be Mr. Arnold

than be his chauffeur. So?

I'd rather be living in

Buckingham Palace.

That's what's wrong

with the coloured woman.

You don't build your men up.

Make them feel they're somebody

and can do something.

- There are coloured men who do things.

- No thanks to the coloured woman.

Being a coloured woman,

I guess I can't help myself none.

- I got to start timing those people.

- You should get up earlier.

Really?

When would you suggest, dawn?

You're horrible-looking

this time of morning.

Good morning, Brother.

- How's your school coming?

- Oh, lovely, lovely.

Biology's the greatest.

I dissected something

looked like you yesterday.

I was just...

...wondering if you

made up your mind.

What did I answer yesterday?

- And the day before?

- Don't be so nasty.

And the days before that?

I'm interested. Is that wrong?

It ain't every day no girl

decides to be a doctor!

Come on out of there, please!

- That check is coming.

- That money belongs to Mama.

It's for her to decide

how she'll use it.

I don't care if she buys

a house or a rocket.

Or just nail it up

and look at it.

It's hers.

Not ours. Hers.

You are such a nice girl.

You've got your mother's interest

at heart, ain't you?

Mama got that money, she can always

help you through school.

I never asked anyone

to do anything for me.

The line between asking

and just accepting is wide.

You want me to quit school?

I want you to stop acting

holy around here!

We've made sacrifices. It's time

you do something for this family.

- Don't drag me in it.

- You are in it.

You work in somebody's kitchen

to put clothes on her back.

That's not fair.

Damn it! Ain't nobody

asking her to say:

"Thank you, Ruth, Brother and Mama.

And Travis, for wearing

the same shoes for two semesters."

I do, all right?

Thank everybody.

And forgive me

for wanting to be anything.

Forgive me, forgive me,

forgive me!

Your mama'll hear you.

Who in the hell told you

you had to be a doctor?

You're so interested in sick people,

go be a nurse, like other women.

Or get married and shut up.

So you finally got it said.

Took you three years,

but you finally got it said.

Give up and leave me alone.

It's Mama's money.

He was my father too.

So? He was mine too.

And Travis' grandfather.

But the insurance money

belongs to Mama.

Picking on me won't make her give it

to you to invest in liquor stores.

God bless Mama for that.

- You always say that.

- Honey, please.

Go to work.

Nobody in this house

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