The Emperor Jones Page #2

Now we's gon' take up

the higher education - finances.

Yes, brother.

And right here is where I estimates

the profits for the run.

Now, if you brushes a dime out of this,

you is doin' well.

And number three here,

boy, that's good for a half.

What about this one?

Number five.

A whole section.

That's a honeymoon couple.

That's a natural.

If you plays your hand right,

it means the long green.

- Big money, huh?

- That's what I wanna tell you about.

There's two kind of womens

that ride in a Pullman.

There's the kind that says,

"Where you been, porter?"

That don't mean nothin' but a tip.

Then there's the kind that sings out,

"Hello there, JackJohnson!"

And, boy, that mean money.

The long green.

Yeah! And I'm gon' show you

where to spend it.

I hate to see

I hate to see

that evenin' sun go down

O Lord, O Lord

I hate to see

Everybody, meet my friend from South Carolina.

- Helen, meet Mr. Jones.

- Oh!

- Jones, meet Mr. Green.

- What do you say?

- Gee, that's very strong!

- Come here, Marcella. Meet Mr. Jones.

- This is Marcella, Jones.

- Hello, Marcella.

Hello, big boy!

I got your fish and rice all ready for ya.

- You know, I'm from South Carolina myself.

- You told me you was from Georgia.

- Told me Lynchburg.

- Marcella sure had a busy ma.

She done born her

in every state south of the line.

This is my New York home, bo'.

You'll always find me here.

Oh, Marcella, where's Undine?

I-I don't know.

She was around here somewhere.

Didn't know I was comin'in, eh?

Honeyin' up to my gal, eh?

- Wait a minute! Don't do that!

- Take it easy.

Don't do that, son. Not inside of my house.

You ain't gonna send me to jail! Uh-uh!

Y'all go ahead and dance!

There she is.

Undine, meet Mr. Jones.

Pleased to meet you, Mr. Jones.

Wanna dance?

Sure. Go ahead.

You're my buddy, ain't you?

How do you like the city, big boy?

I like it fine, now.

Comin' back soon?

Soon as the train'll bring me.

I'll be here.

Little gal.

And the mockingbird is singin'

In the locus' by the door

Oh, little gal

Little gal

There's a hummin'

and a strummin'

In the land from east to west

I's a-sighin'for you, honey

Honey, I's sure glad to see ya.

I get to missin' you more and more

on these long runs.

You know, you oughtn't to ask me

to come here to meet you.

- I been afraid.

- Fraid of what?

You know. OfJeff.

He's a bad actor over me.

You ain't got nothin'

to be afraid of.

I can handle

that little two-bits porter.

You oughta throw him over anyhow.

Then it'd be just you and me.

Sometimes I wonders.

Wonders what?

If we gonna last.

You ain't got nothin' to worry about, honey.

But you ain't heard

the good news yet.

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