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Write a personal response to the play. Your personal feeling, thoughts and analysis of this play. Such as what do you think? What did it make you feel? What did it remind you of? What is the author trying to tell us? What you liked/did not liked?What surprised you? Etc
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booth
‘l’liid1 world puts its foot in yr face and you dont move. You
lcll thuh world tuh keep on stepping. But Im my
own man,
Link. I aint you.
Booth goes out, slamming the door behind him.
Lincoln
You got that right.
Scene Six
After a moment Lincoln picks up the cards.
He moves them around fast, faster, faster.
Thursday night.
The room looks empty, as if neither brother is home.
Lincoln comes in.
Hes high on liquor. He strides in,
leaving the door slightly ajar.
Lincoln
Taaadaaaa!
(Rest)
(Rest)
Taadaa, motherfucker. Taadaa!
(Rest)
Booth-uh, 3-Card-you here? Nope. Good. Just as well.
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha!
He pulls an enormous wad of money
from his pocket. He counts it, slowly and luxuriously,
arranging and smoothing the bills
and sounding the amounts under his breath.
He neatly rolls up the money, secures it with a rubber band
and puts it back in his pocket. He relaxes in his chair.
Then he takes the money out again, counting it
all over again, but this time quickly,
with the touch of an expert hustler.
Lincoln
You didnt go back, Link, you got back, you got it back you
got yr shit back in thuh saddle, man, you got back in
business. Walking in Luckys and you seen how they was
82
Suzan-Lori Parks
Topdog/Underdog
83
booth
‘l’liid1 world puts its foot in yr face and you dont move. You
lcll thuh world tuh keep on stepping. But Im my
own man,
Link. I aint you.
Booth goes out, slamming the door behind him.
Lincoln
You got that right.
Scene Six
After a moment Lincoln picks up the cards.
He moves them around fast, faster, faster.
Thursday night.
The room looks empty, as if neither brother is home.
Lincoln comes in.
Hes high on liquor. He strides in,
leaving the door slightly ajar.
Lincoln
Taaadaaaa!
(Rest)
(Rest)
Taadaa, motherfucker. Taadaa!
(Rest)
Booth-uh, 3-Card-you here? Nope. Good. Just as well.
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha!
He pulls an enormous wad of money
from his pocket. He counts it, slowly and luxuriously,
arranging and smoothing the bills
and sounding the amounts under his breath.
He neatly rolls up the money, secures it with a rubber band
and puts it back in his pocket. He relaxes in his chair.
Then he takes the money out again, counting it
all over again, but this time quickly,
with the touch of an expert hustler.
Lincoln
You didnt go back, Link, you got back, you got it back you
got yr shit back in thuh saddle, man, you got back in
business. Walking in Luckys and you seen how they was
82
Suzan-Lori Parks
Topdog/Underdog
83
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