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2018
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JONATHAN
You wouldn't leave me, would you, Hank?
HANK
Sure, I'd leave you.... What do you think I am—a wishing stone?… I want peace, I do.... An' your wishing's disturbing my peace.... Every day fer six years you squeal about what you done.... Your Uncle John swatted you and you burned your theatre things and jumped out o' the window and broke your back and I saved you....
JONATHAN
I can't do anything with a broken back!
HANK
What do you want to do anything for?
JONATHAN
Sometimes I'd like to write a little.
HANK
Go ahead.... I'll wait for you.
JONATHAN
And I'd like to give a show. You know, Hank, I used to want to be an actor....
HANK
Sure, all kids want to be actors or go in a circus or do something where a lot o' people are lookin' on.
JONATHAN
But I can't be an actor now, because nobody'd want to look at me.
HANK
You act like that hump's ruined your life, when all you got to do's crouch over a little more and look sad and you can get anything you want. Why, it's money in your pocket, that's what that hump is; it's money in your pocket.
[He closes the conversation by whistling.
Say, go on over to that house and get us something to eat.
[Jonathan prepares for the quest and Hank rolls over to go to sleep.
As Jonathan crosses, lights disclose a hill with pleasant green slopes. At its foot stands a little cottage, all cool and pleasant with great glass doors. There are no locks and bolts to keep one out or to keep one in. A high plaster and brick wall flanks the cottage.
As Jonathan nears the cottage he meets Uncle John, whose austerity is more apparent than ever.
Jonathan cowers a moment, then attempts to smile.
JONATHAN
Hank said you'd turn me away if I came back.
JOHN
Were you talking to me, boy?
JONATHAN
I'm so sorry I ran away, Uncle John.
JOHN
Uncle John?
JONATHAN
Don't you know me, Sir?
JOHN
Indeed I do not.
JONATHAN
I'm Jonathan—
JOHN
Jonathan! My nephew Jonathan?—Ha! Ha!
JONATHAN
Don't you remember I didn't want to study engineering—I didn't want to go to Somerset School?
JOHN
Where is Jonathan?
JONATHAN
I'm Jonathan, sir. You remember I jumped out of the window and I tried to run away.
JOHN
You seem to know a lot about it. Where is Jonathan?
You wouldn't leave me, would you, Hank?
HANK
Sure, I'd leave you.... What do you think I am—a wishing stone?… I want peace, I do.... An' your wishing's disturbing my peace.... Every day fer six years you squeal about what you done.... Your Uncle John swatted you and you burned your theatre things and jumped out o' the window and broke your back and I saved you....
JONATHAN
I can't do anything with a broken back!
HANK
What do you want to do anything for?
JONATHAN
Sometimes I'd like to write a little.
HANK
Go ahead.... I'll wait for you.
JONATHAN
And I'd like to give a show. You know, Hank, I used to want to be an actor....
HANK
Sure, all kids want to be actors or go in a circus or do something where a lot o' people are lookin' on.
JONATHAN
But I can't be an actor now, because nobody'd want to look at me.
HANK
You act like that hump's ruined your life, when all you got to do's crouch over a little more and look sad and you can get anything you want. Why, it's money in your pocket, that's what that hump is; it's money in your pocket.
[He closes the conversation by whistling.
Say, go on over to that house and get us something to eat.
[Jonathan prepares for the quest and Hank rolls over to go to sleep.
As Jonathan crosses, lights disclose a hill with pleasant green slopes. At its foot stands a little cottage, all cool and pleasant with great glass doors. There are no locks and bolts to keep one out or to keep one in. A high plaster and brick wall flanks the cottage.
As Jonathan nears the cottage he meets Uncle John, whose austerity is more apparent than ever.
Jonathan cowers a moment, then attempts to smile.
JONATHAN
Hank said you'd turn me away if I came back.
JOHN
Were you talking to me, boy?
JONATHAN
I'm so sorry I ran away, Uncle John.
JOHN
Uncle John?
JONATHAN
Don't you know me, Sir?
JOHN
Indeed I do not.
JONATHAN
I'm Jonathan—
JOHN
Jonathan! My nephew Jonathan?—Ha! Ha!
JONATHAN
Don't you remember I didn't want to study engineering—I didn't want to go to Somerset School?
JOHN
Where is Jonathan?
JONATHAN
I'm Jonathan, sir. You remember I jumped out of the window and I tried to run away.
JOHN
You seem to know a lot about it. Where is Jonathan?
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