My Son John Page #6
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with this man in the...
yes, yes, yes.
Oh, mother, I'm ashamed of you.
I'm ashamed.
Well, you see,
that just shows you
what one remark
like father's can do.
Oh, I'd hate to tell you
what I was thinking.
Your brain was racing, huh?
Was it.
Well, now, you...
you get out of here.
I'm going to get dressed
and I'm going to get you
something to eat.
Oh, mother, no, I'm not hungry.
Anyway, I should be
calling my cab,
you know?
Oh.
No, no, I left early.
What are you up to?
Well, I was just
calling a cab, father.
I have to leave suddenly.
Oh, is that so?
Wasn't much of a visit, was it?
Did what I had to say
oh, no, no, father.
How was your speech?
Eh, you know that crowd.
They, uh,
they're not too bright.
They applauded me.
Where's your mother?
She'll be down in a minute.
Will you and I have time
to finish our talk?
It'll have to be brief, father,
because my cab is on the way.
Well, it can be.
And if you won't remember
where you were,
I know where I was.
It's your turn to talk,
so think over
what you're gonna say
and I'll see how your mother is.
Well, John, I...
Hm.
Mm-hmm.
Hm.
This, uh,
this is the Bible
that your mother taught...
forgive me, son,
if I look a little fuddled...
well, that's all right, father.
Your mother just
told me about you,
about the talk
that you'd had together.
She told me that she'd heard us.
Or heard you, father.
Well, anyway,
she believes in you.
You've made her very happy, son,
and I'm glad because
I've tried to make things
pleasant for her.
Dr. carver,
he told me...
father, try a little harder,
will you?
Because you brought this on
by leaping to the accusation...
Oh, yes, you did, father.
No, I just said that you...
that you talk like a scummy.
so now she's upset.
Well, anyway, I hope that
I mean, I can't do any more
than swear on mother's Bible,
so I hope that we can now forget
everything that's happened, huh?
I hope so, yes.
But, if you were, uh...
yes, father, go ahead.
What?
Well, if you were,
then the Bible
wouldn't mean a thing,
would it, huh?
Well, there you go again.
I know, I know.
Father, open your mind
and let this in, will you?
The church, they'd believe me.
The courts, they'd believe me.
Mother believes me,
but you don't.
Mmmm, not yet.
Do you believe in the Bible?
Well, now, father,
I mean Jonah and the whale...
Jonah and the whale...
even the pages
you don't understand.
I believe in those, too.
That's faith.
That certainly is, father.
You mean you believe
in heaven and hell's fire...
I sure as there's a hell do.
Listen, son,
take the first commandment.
Do you believe
in the lord thy God?
What about honoring
your father and mother?
That's the fourth commandment.
Well, you're making
that one difficult.
What's you're doing to that one.
Oh, father.
What page was that on?
I don't know what page it's on.
You made me do it.
What have you done, Dan,
what have you done?
You hit your son!
Well, he was just
trying to pound
some religion into me, mother.
He tripped over the table.
Will you get out of here?
Dan, will you get...
come on, come on, come on.
Oh, please...
get on down to the legion.
Now don't get yourself,
lu, all excited.
Put it on.
Yes, mother,
I'll put the coat on,
but I wish you wouldn't
get yourself...
and your hat, now, go on.
Put the hat on.
Maybe they've got
some more beer left.
There is.
So you're against me, too.
Guess I'm just too dumb
to get it.
No, you're not dumb, Dan.
You just aren't very bright.
Hitting your own son.
No, I didn't hit him,
get out of here.
'Cause he's clumsy.
Well, I'll have to go
and change, mother...
I know you will...
I know...
wait a minute.
Just let me...
let me sterilize it for you.
Oh, mother, you don't have to.
Put a band-aid on it
or something.
Oh, that's an ugly thing.
Well, I told you
that this would happen.
I know you did, I know.
I just can't talk to him.
Well, there's my cab, mother.
Here, I'll do it.
Well, I've gotta change
my pants anyway.
And I've gotta catch the plane
before midnight.
Call a cab?
Yes, be there in a minute.
I'll get it, mother.
Hello?
Ben!
Well, how are you?
Where are you?
Oh, Chuck with you?
Well, I just came down
to pay a visit
to mother and dad.
Chuck, how are ya?
Hiya, boy.
You keep up the fight
in the home front,
won't ya, John?
Yes, yeah,
I'll be in there punching.
Well, good luck to both of you.
And I'll put somebody on
so you can get
your money's worth.
Hello, Chuck.
You in San Francisco?
I got the kimono,
it's wonderful.
I was a little disappointed
though,
no opium pipe.
She got the kimono.
Hi, mom.
Hello, Ben.
Chuck says you may
be leaving soon.
I hope you're on a slow boat.
Goodbye, boys.
Goodbye, mom!
Byebye.
They're leaving, John.
I won't hear those voices again
for a long time.
Well, mother, maybe we'll have
Oh, you fight for that, John,
in your way, and say a prayer
for Ben and Chuck.
I'm gonna light
two candles for them,
I'll light one for you, too.
Good.
Bye.
Now, don't forget
you're my tomorrows, John.
What's the matter, dear?
Goodbye.
Oh, your knee.
Oh, it's all right.
Soso many things on my mind.
What are you gonna do
about the trousers?
Oh, they're ruined.
Throw them away.
Give them to father o'dowd.
Goodbye.
- So long!
- Or I'll school you!
Good morning.
Good morning.
I'll fix that.
You look like
you finished the barrel.
People who aren't so bright
can hold a lot.
Dan, I blew up.
out of the house.
That is a commie specialty.
- What?
- Breaking up homes.
I may not be bright,
but I know that.
I'll have to talk to you
in the morning.
John stands for everything I do.
It may take me a little time,
but he loves humanity, Dan.
He may love humanity,
but he's not for his old man.
I'm a human being, I'm human.
No crying, jagna.
Can't stand anybody
that looks into the future.
You can't even stand.
I'm all right.
John explained it all
so clearly, Dan.
You're suspicious of anybody
that has liberal views.
Saint Paul was a liberal...
leave Saint Paul out of this.
You leave the lamp alone.
Listen.
Let's just stick to John's kind
of liberalism, hm?
They just caught one of his kind
down in Washington.
But you don't mean
for a minute to infer...
she knows a lot of people
that talk just like
our son John.
That's the beer talking.
No, it isn't.
I switched to bourbon.
You're in fine shape
in the morning.
I'm not teaching little children
in the morning.
I'm not teaching
little children anymore.
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