Death of a Salesman Page #10

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I bet you, eh?

He's a fine man!

He's a very hard man to see,

you know.

I know, Pop.

He offered you a drink?

No... he..

He had other appointments...

he's a very busy man, and...

Hard man to see, you know.

Then he told him my Florida idea, Pop...

Oliver loved it.

So he gave you the money?

No, Pop!...

No!... No!

I can't lie to you any more.

Oliver didn't give me anything!

You insulted him, didn't you?!

He didn't even know who I was!

You're lying!

I'm telling you the truth!

Dad... I can't lie to you anymore...

I kept sending my name in...

He didn't know me...

I'm gonna tell you

what happened.

I won't hear!

You're gonna listen to me.

I waited 6 hours for 'im, see...

All day I kept sending my name in...

He wouldn't see me!

Finally, about 5 o'clock...

Oh, Mom, where's Dad?

What happened?

I flunked math... Burnside flunked me.

I won't graduate.

I gotta see Dad right away.

He'll be in Boston until Saturday.

Boston!... But he's...

I'm goin' to Boston.

Took the pen and ran!

No!... No!

Yes!

I took the pen and ran!

So now I'm all washed up with Oliver...

you understand?

Are you listening to me?

Yeah... sure...

If he hadn't flunked math...

Flunked math... what are you

talkin' about?

You stole Oliver's pen!

Dad... I just explained it to you.

I never intended to do it!

Boston Arms Hotel, good evening!

I'm not in my room!

Dad, what's the matter?

Ringing Mr. Loman for you.

Dad, I'll make good, I'll find something

else, you understand?

Now don't worry about anything... Dad!

Mr. Loman's room doesn't answer.

Shall I page him?

No... no... no!

Dad, listen... I'm gonna be alright...

you'll see...

I can still make an impression.

It's gonna be terrific Pop...

it's gonna be terrific.

Biff, you're gonna go back

and see Oliver tomorrow.

- No, Pop, I can't.

- Why not?

Oliver fired me years ago

for stealing the basketballs...

and now I walk in

with his fountain pen.

That clinches it...

Don't you see?

I can't face him

like that.

You don't want to be anything.

Is that what's behind it?

Don't take it that way.

You rotten dog!

Are you spiting me?

Pop!

I'm not spiting you!

Can't you understand that?

Cut it out now... you're both

in a restaurant.

C'mon, slugger... forget about it!

Atta boy... come on... drink us

under the table.

Sit down, pal.

Willy... will you answer the door?!

There's someone at the door.

Pop... where ya goin'?

The door... where's the door?

What door?

Washroom.

Get away!

This is my friend Letta.

Hi.

She may not be able

to stay very long.

I've gotta get up early tomorrow.

I've got jury duty.

Were you ever on a jury?

No, but I been in front of 'em!

Well, come on girls, sit down,

we're wasting time...

We'll have a big night tonight.

Come on Biff, gather round...

what'll we do?

Don't you care about him?

Hey, what are you talkin' about?

Am I the guy who...

He doesn't mean anything to you,

is that it?

You can help him, I can't.

Don't you understand

what I'm talkin' about?

He's gonna kill himself...

don't you know that?

What do you want me to do?

Hap...

Help him!

Help me Hap help him.

I can't bear to look at his face.

Willy... aren't you gonna

answer the door?

I'm not expecting anybody.

Willy!... He'll wake up

the whole hotel.

They've knocked at

the wrong door...

Stop worrying about it.

Make yourself a drink.

Why won't you have one?

I don't want one.

Come on, drummer boy!

From now on, I'll see that you

go right through to the buyers.

No waiting at my desk anymore.

Willy... tell him to go away!

It's nobody.

Yes, Willy, there's somebody out there.

It's getting on my nerves.

You stay in your room.

If it's the hotel clerk, I'll handle it.

Now look... don't come out.

Biff!

What are you doing in Boston?

Dad, why didn't you answer?

I've been knockin' for 5 minutes.

I called you on the phone.

I just heard you...

I was in the bathroom

and had the door closed.

Anything happen at home?

Dad... I let you down.

What do you mean?

Dad...

What's this all about?

Let's go down and

get you a malted.

Dad... I flunked math!

I haven't got enough credits

to graduate.

I only got a 61.

They wouldn't give you

the 4 points to pass?

Burnside refused absolutely.

I begged him, Pop...

and he won't give me the points.

Pop, you gotta talk to him

before they close the school

because if he saw the kind of man

you are, and if you just...

If you just talk to him in your way,

I'm sure he'd come through for me.

Would you talk to him, Dad...

Come on!

He'd like you.

You know... the way you can talk!

Yeah... you're on...

We'll drive right back!

Good work, Dad!

You go down and tell the room clerk

I'm checking out.

See, the reason he hates me, Pop...

one day he was late for class

so I got up at the blackboard

and I imitated him.

I crossed my eyes...

I talked with a lithp.

The thquare woot of thixty thwee is...

I'll bet the kids nearly

died laughing!

In the middle of it, he walks in!

Sounds like you're havin' a swell

little party, without little me.

That's not very frien'ly.

Go back to your room, Miss Francis!

This is Miss Francis.

She's a buyer... she has the next room.

We were just having a business talk.

Willy... what's the matter?

You heard me, we're through

with our business...

- But I don't understand..

- Please go back!

I'll explain it to you.

Well, what about my stockings, Willy...

You promised me stockings!

I have no stockings here?

You had two boxes for me,

and I want them!

There... now will you get out.

- Thanks... don't forget to ring me up...

- I will... thanks... fine... goodbye.

We better get going now.

I want to get to school

first thing in the morning.

Will you get my things

out of the closet

and I'll pack my valise.

What's the matter?

I told you she's a buyer...

She buys for J.H.Simmons.

You don't imagine...?

Alright... get my things.

Do as I say!

I gave you an order, Biff!

Is that what you do,

when I give you an order?

Biff...

When you grow up you'll understand

about these things.

You mustn't over-emphasise

a thing like this.

I'll see Burnside first thing

in the morning.

Never mind.

Never mind! He's gonna give you

those points... I'll see to it.

He wouldn't listen to you.

He certainly would.

You need those points

for U of Virginia.

I'm not going there.

Even if I can't get him

to change that mark...

you'll make it up

in summer school.

You've got all summer to...

Oh, my son... be quiet, boy!

She's nothing to me Biff.

I was lonely...

I was terribly lonely.

You gave her Mama's stockings!

I gave you an order!

You liar!

You apologize for that!

You fake!

You phony little fake! You fake!

I gave you an order!

Come back here or I'll beat you!

You hear me?

I'll whip you! Come back here

or I'll whip you!

I gave you an order!

I gave you an order!

Hey, let's pick it up, c'mon...

pick it up, Mr. Loman.

Ain't you feeling well, Mr Loman?

Yeah, I'm fine.

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