A Raisin in the Sun Page #4

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I just noticed his eyes been looking

sort of strained lately.

A child ought to have plenty of rest

and plenty of sunshine.

I take care of my son.

I ain't meddling.

- When will you let him out?

- In 15 minutes.

Is that all right?

Darling, I ain't meddling.

Why don't you make it 10?

He sure loves

to play that baseball.

Wonder why Miss Beneatha

is so late?

It's getting close to 5.

I don't believe this plant's had

more than a speck of sunlight...

...all day.

I'm tired.

I had to go way out to that market

again to get decent groceries.

Ain't you never going to learn to do

your shopping in the supermarket?

What you think they built them for?

Going way out there.

I can't stand them buggies

rolling around.

And belts moving.

And the meat all wrapped up

like it was candy.

Them places frighten me.

You look like you could

fall over right there.

I don't see you going out

to do nobody's work tomorrow.

I got to go.

We need the money.

Child, we got a big old check

coming tomorrow.

Now, that's your money.

It ain't got nothing

to do with me.

We all feel like that.

Walter, Bennie, me...

...even Travis.

Ten thousand dollars.

Sure is wonderful.

Ten thousand dollars.

You know what you should do,

Miss Lena?

You should take a trip somewhere.

To Europe or South America someplace.

Just pack up and leave.

Go on away.

Enjoy yourself some.

Forget about the family.

Have yourself a ball

for once in your life.

What would I look like wandering

all over Europe by myself?

Shoot! These here rich white women

do it all the time.

They pack their suitcases...

...and pile on a steamship,

and swoosh! They gone, child.

Something always told me I wasn't

no rich white woman.

What are you going to do

with it then?

Well, I...

...ain't rightly decided.

Some of it's got to be put away

for Beneatha's medical schooling.

And ain't nothing going to touch

that part of it. Not nothing.

Then I...

...been thinking,

just thinking, mind you...

...that we could meet the notes

on a two-story somewhere.

With a back yard

where Travis could play.

If we used part of the money

for a down payment...

...and everybody pitch in...

...I could take on a little work again

a few days a week.

Lord knows we put enough rent

into this rattrap...

...to pay for four houses by now.

Rattrap?

Well, I...

...expect that's about all it is.

But I remember the first day

me and Big Walter moved in here.

We hadn't been married

but two weeks.

And we wasn't planning

on living here more than a year.

We was going to set away

a little by little...

...and buy us a little old

two-story out in Morgan Park.

We'd even picked out the house.

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