Death of a Salesman

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You finally own it.

There's nobody to live in it.

Life's a casting off.

It's always that way.

No, no, some people

accomplish something.

Did Biff say anything

after I went this morning?

You shouldn't have criticised him,

after he just got off the train.

- You must not lose your temper at him.

- When did I lose my temper?

I simply asked him

if he was making any money.

- Is that criticism?

- Willy, how could he make any money?

There's such an undercurrent in him.

He became a moody man. Did he apologise

when I left this morning?

He was crestfallen, Willy.

Now, you know how he admires you.

I think when he finds himself you'll

both be happier and you won't fight.

How can he find himself on a farm?

Is that a life?

A farmhand in the beginning

when he was young,

I thought, a young man, it's good

for him to travel, take differentjobs.

It's more than ten years and

he has yet to make 35 dollars a week.

He is finding himself, Willy.

Not finding yourself at the age of 34

is a disgrace.

- Shh!

- The trouble is, he's lazy!

- Willy, please, they are sleeping.

- Biff is a lazy...

...bum!

- Go down!

Get yourself something to eat

and be quiet.

Why did he come home?

I would like to know

what brought him home.

Well, I don't know.

I think he's still lost, Willy.

I think he's very lost.

Biff Loman is lost

in the greatest country in the world.

A young man with such

personal attractiveness gets lost?

And such a hard worker.

There's one thing about Biff.

He's not lazy.

Never.

I'll see him in the morning, have

a talk with him, get him a job selling.

He'd be big in no time.

Remember the way they used to

follow him around in high school?

Oh, when he just smiled at them

their faces lit up.

When he walked down the

street with a crowd of kids behind him.

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