American Buffalo

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    TEACH : I lamed it up.
    BOB : He hit me.
    DON : I know, Bob.
    TEACH : Yes, I hit him. For his own good. For the good of all.
    DON : Get out of here.
    TEACH : “Get out of here"? And now you throw me out like trash? I’m doing this for you . What do I have to wreck this joint apart? He told you that he bought it in a coin store.
    DON : I don’t care.
    TEACH : You don’t care? (I cannot believe this.) You believe him?
    DON : I don’t care. I don’t care anymore.
    TEACH : Y ou fake. You fucking fake. You fuck your friends. You have no friends. No wonder that you fuck this kid around.
    DON : You shut your mouth.
    TEACH : You seek your friends with junkies. You’re a joke on this street, you and him.
    DON : Get out
    TEACH : I do not go out, no.
    BOB : (I eat shit.)
    DON : You get out of here.
    TEACH : I am not going anywhere. I have a piece of this.
    DON : You have a piece of shit , you fucking lame. (Advancing on him.)
    TEACH : (This from a man who has to buy his friends.)
    DON : I’ll tell you friends, I’ll give you friends. . . (Still advancing.)
    BOB : (Oh, fuck . . .)
    DON : The stinking deals you come in here . . .
    TEACH : You stay away from me . . .
    DON : You stiff this one, you stiff that one . . . you come in here, you stick this poison in me . . . (hitting him).
    TEACH : (Oh, Christ . . . )
    BOB : (I eat shit)
    TEACH : (Oh, my God, I live with madmen.)
    DON : All these years . . .
    BOB : (A cause I missed him.)
    DON (advancing again) : All these fucking years . . .
    TEACH : (You’re going to hit me.)
    BOB : Donny . . .
    DON : You make life of garbage.
    BOB : Donny!
    TEACH : (Oh, my God.)
    BOB : I missed him.
    DON (stopping) : What?
    BOB : I got to tell you what a fuck I am.
    DON : What?
    BOB : I missed him.
    DON : Who?
    BOB : The guy.
    DON : What guy?
    BOB : The guy this morning.
    DON : What guy?
    BOB : With the suitcase.
    DON (Pause) : You missed him?
    BOB : I eat shit.
    DON : What are you saying that you lied to me?
    BOB : I eat shit.
    TEACH : What is he saying?
    Pause.
    DON : You’re saying that you lied?
    TEACH : What is he saying?
    DON : You’re saying you didn’t see him with the suitcase?
    TEACH : This kid is hysterical.
    DON : You didn’t see him?
    TEACH : He’s saying that he didn’t see him?
    DON : When he left this morning.
    TEACH : He’s saying that he lied?
    BOB : I’m going to throw up.
    TEACH : He’s saying he didn’t see the guy?
    Pause.
    When he came out. I was in here. Then you saw him.
    When he had the suitcase. (Pause.) Then.
    Pause.
    You saw him then.
    Pause. BOB shakes his head.
    My Whole Cocksucking Life.
    TEACH picks up the dead-pig sticker and starts trashing the junkshop.
    The Whole Entire World.
    There Is No Law.
    There Is No Right And Wrong.
    The World Is Lies.
    There Is No Friendship.
    Every Fucking Thing.
    Pause.
    Every God-forsaken Thing.
    DON : Calm down, Walt.
    TEACH : We all live like the cavemen.
    During the speech, DON tries to subdue TEACH, and finally does.
    DON : (Siddown.)
    Pause.
    TEACH sits still.
    TEACH : I went on a limb for you.
    Pause.
    You don’t know what I go through. I put my dick on the chopping block.
    Pause.
    I hock my fucking watch . . .
    Pause.
    I go out there. I’m out there every day.
    Pause .
    There is nothing out there.
    Pause.
    I fuck myself.
    Pause.
    DON : Are you all right?
    TEACH : What?
    DON : Are you all right.
    TEACH : How the fuck do I know?
    DON : You tire me out, Walt.
    TEACH : What?
    DON : I need a rest.
    TEACH : This fucking day.
    DON (Pause) : My shop’s fucked up.
    TEACH : I know.
    DON : It’s all fucked up.
    Pause.
    You fucked my shop up.
    TEACH : Are you mad at me?
    DON : What?
    TEACH : Are you mad at me?
    Pause.
    DON : Come on.
    TEACH : Are you?
    DON : Go and get your car. Bob?
    TEACH (Pause) : Tell me are you mad at me.
    DON : No.
    TEACH . You aren’t?
    DON : No.
    Pause.
    TEACH : Good.
    DON : You go and get your car.
    TEACH : You got a hat?
    DON : No.
    TEACH : Do you have a piece of paper?
    DON : Bob . . .

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