Joe and Edna Flashcards
Where’s all the furniture, honey?
EDNA: They took it away. No installments paid.
JOE: When?
EDNA: Three o’clock.
JOE: They can’t do that.
EDNA: Can’t? They did it.
JOE: Why, the palookas, we paid three-quarters.
EDNA: The man said read the contract.
JOE: We must have signed a phoney. . . .
EDNA: It’s a regular contract and you signed it.
JOE: Don’t be so sour, Edna. . . . (Tries to embrace her.)
EDNA: Do it in the movies. Joe - they pay Clark Gable big money for it.
JOE: This is a heckuva house to come home to. Take my word!
EDNA: Take MY word! Whose fault is it?
JOE: Must you start that stuff again?
EDNA: Maybe you’d like to talk about books?
JOE; I’d like to slap you in the mouth!
EDNA: No you won’t.
JOE: (sheepishly) Jeez, Edna, you get me sore some time. . . .
EDNA: But just look at me - I’m laughing all over!
JOE: Don’t insult me. Can I help it if times are bad? What do you want me to do, jump off a bridge or something?
EDNA: Don’t yell. I just put the kids to bed so they won’t know they missed a meal. If I don’t have Emmy’s shoes soled tomorrow, she can’t go to school. In the meantime let her sleep.The second month’s rent is due tomorrow.
JOE: Don’t look at me that way, Edna.
EDNA: I’m looking through you, not at you. . . .Who’s the man in the family, you or me?
JOE: Gimme a break too! A coffee is all I got all day. I’m hungry, too, Babe.
EDNA: I’ll open a can of salmon.
JOE: Not now. Tell me what to do!
EDNA: I’m not God!
JOE: Jeez, I wish I was a kid again and didn’t have to think about the next minute.
EDNA: But you’re not a kid and you do have to think about the next minute. You got two blondie kids sleeping in the next room. They need food and clothes. I’m not mentioning anything else. For five years I laid awake at night listening to my heart pound. For God’s sake, do something, Joe, get wise. Maybe get your buddies together, maybe go on strike for better money. Poppa did it during the war and they won out. I’m turning into a sour old nag.