Death of a Salesman Page #4

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- The Loman brothers?

- We'd be known all over.

Biff, Biff, that's

what I dream of sometimes.

Sometimes I want to rip my clothes off

and outbox the merchandise manager.

I can outbox, out lift,

outrun anybody in the store

and I have to take orders

from those sons of b*tches.

If you were with me I'd be happier.

Everybody around me is so false

that I am constantly lowering my ideals.

Together we'd stand up for one another.

We werert brought up to grub for money.

I don't know how.

- Neither can I.

- Let's go.

The only thing is,

what can you make out there?

Hap!

I got to show some

of those pompous executives there

that Hap Loman can make the grade, huh?

Then I'll go with you, Biff.

We'll be together yet.

I swear, huh?

But take those two we had tonight.

Werert they gorgeous creatures?

Yeah, most gorgeous I've had in years.

I get that any time I want, Biff.

Whenever I feel disgusted.

The only trouble is,

it gets like bowling or something.

I just keep knocking them over.

It doesn't mean anything.

- You still run around a lot?

- Nah.

I'd like to find a girl steady,

somebody with substance.

- Mm-hmm. That's what I long for.

- Go on.

- You'd never come home.

- I would.

Somebody with character, like Mom.

You're gonna call me a bastard

when I tell you this.

That girl Charlotte I was with,

engaged to be married.

- No kidding.

- Sure.

Guy's in line

for the vice-presidency of the store.

I don't know what gets into me.

Maybe I have an overdeveloped

sense of competition.

I went and ruined her.

Furthermore, I can't get rid of her.

He's the third executive

I've done that to.

Isn't that a crummy characteristic?

And to top it all,

I go to their weddings.

Don't get your sweater dirty!

Biff!

Doesrt he know Mom can hear that?

Oh, what a simonising job. Huh?

Look, Biff, don't leave again, will you?

You'll find a job here, Biff.

- You gotta stay.

- Hey, Biff-o!

I don't know what to do.

It's getting embarrassing.

Oh, boy, what a simonising job.

Look, you go to sleep now but

talk to him in the morning, will ya?

- With her in the house?

- We should have a good talk with him.

- That selfish, stupid...

- Shh. Sleep, Biff.

No kidding, Biff.

You got a date?

Listen, um, you just want

to be careful with those...

...those girls, Biff.

That's all.

Don't make any promises,

no promises, Biff.

No promises of any kind.

'Cause the girls, you know,

they always believe what you tell them.

You're very young, Biff.

You're too young

to be talking seriously to girls.

You want to watch your schooling first.

Stand where you were.

When you're all set, though,

there will be plenty of girls

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