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ALBERT:
Oh, boy! Would you get that stuff down to Track Twelve on the double . . .
(Cart continues across stage as ALBERT sees it is ROSIE pushing) . . . Rosie!
What are you doing?
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ROSIE:
Getting our things down to the station without any help from you, Albert.
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ALBERT:
Rose, I’m sorry. I don’t suppose a generous tip would make things up . . . ?
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ROSIE:
(Handing him his briefcase) Albert, just take your briefcase and go down to
that train before any of those reporters talk to Conrad alone. You know what
happened the last time.
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ALBERT:
(Handing briefcase back) You take care of it, Rose. I’ve got to wait here for
Mamma.
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ROSIE:
Speaking of your mother, Albert . . . Have you told her about dissolving
Almaelou?
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ALBERT:
I couldn’t Rosie. Yesterday was the anniversary.
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ROSIE:
Of what?
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ALBERT:
(Removing his hat) Lou. Six years ago he was hit on 181st Street and Broadway
by a loaded beer truck. (An ear-splitting “YOOHOO” is heard offstage) Do you
suppose that’s Mama?
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ROSIE:
It’s either her or the “all clear.”
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MRS. PETERSON: This is Rose Alvarez? Pretty little Rose Alvarez? I can't believe it.. Rose, what happened? You had a sudden shock or something?
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ROSIE:
Excuse me, Albert, I think I’ll go see if Conrad’s here.
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MRS. PETERSON: By all means, Miss Alvarez. Look at her, sonny. How nice she looks. It's a wonder some older man doesn't snatch her off. A personable matron like that with brains and a few dollars. Watch a catch you'd be for a convalescent. Goodbye, Rose.
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ROSIE:
Goodbye, Mae.
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MRS. PETERSON: Enjoy yourself, son. Take care. Wear you heavy coat. Be careful crossing the street. Keep your money in your inside pocket. Wear your galoshes. And, eat a hot lunch --
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ROSIE:
Albert, I thought you were going to break it to her gently.
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ALBERT:
Well, as a matter of fact, Rosie, I didn’t tell her at all. I mean, she was so
upset about my leaving I thought I’d better wait.
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ROSIE:
You mean you didn’t . . .?
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ALBERT:
Come on, Rosie! Conrad’s coming! And, we can’t let him talk to those reporters
alone!
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ROSIE:
But, Albert, you promised me that . . .
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