Death of a Salesman Page #2

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It's remarkable.

Remember those days?

The way Biff used to polish that car?

The dealer refused to believe

there was 80,000 miles on it.

You go to bed, dear.

I'll be right in.

Yes, sir, eighty thousand...

eighty-two thousand miles!

My boy Biff knows how

to polish that car!

Just a kid... but he puts his heart

in his work.

One thing about Biff...

hes not lazy.

How long has that been going on?

Biff... I wanted to talk to ya

about Pop.

Somethin's happenin' to 'im.

He... talks to 'imself...

Oh, it's gettin' real embarrassin'.

They even sent him away

on a vacation.

What a polishing job, eh?

Don't get your sweater dirty, Biff!

Why doesn't he stop that?

Why does he keep talkin' about ME?

I don't know, Biff...

I think maybe he's worried,

coz you're not settled.

You're still kinda up in the air...

It preys on his mind.

Theres one or two other things

depressing him, Happy.

What do you mean?

Just dont lay it all to me.

But I think if you just got started...

Well... is there any future

for you... out there?

Hap... I dont know

what the future is.

I dont know what

Im supposed to want.

What do you mean?

When I got outta high school,

I tried workin' my way up.

Shipping clerk, business

of some kind or another.

And its a measly manner of existence.

Yeah, Biff, but tell me...

do you really enjoy it or not?

On a farm?

Take this farm I work down in Texas.

Now they got about... 15 new colts.

There's nothing more inspiring

or beautiful...

than the sight of a mare

and a new colt.

And it's cool there, now, see.

And it's spring.

And whenever spring comes

to where I am

I suddenly get the feeling

I'm not getting anywhere...

What am I doin' playin' around

with horses?

That's when I come runnin' home.

I've always made a point

of not wasting my life.

and every time

I come back here...

I know that all Ive done

is waste my life.

Youre a poet, you know that, Biff?

Youre a idealist!

Nah... Im mixed up very bad.

Maybe I oughta get married.

Maybe thats my trouble.

Youre a success.

Are you content?

All I can do now is to wait for

the merchandise manager to die.

I dont know what in the world

Im workin for.

Sometimes I sit in my apartment...

all alone.

And I think of the rent Im payin'...

And its crazy.

But then, its what I always wanted.

My own apartment, a car,

and still I'm lonely.

Say, I've got an idea...

Remember Bill Oliver...?

Yeah, sure... Oliver's very big now...

Bigger than when

you worked for him.

Well, when I quit he put his arm

on my shoulder, and he said

"Biff, if there's ever anything you need,

come to me. "

I think Ill go to see him.

Baby, if we could get ten thousand or

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