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I get what Joe don't

Eddie (to Frank): You got a good build -- you could be a fighter.

Frank: I fight ...

Eddie: Yeah? For what?

Frank: A lotta things I believe in ... (Eddie looks at Frank and appreciates his quality.)

Eddie: Whatta you get for it?

Roxy (laughing): Can't you see? A busted head?

Frank…

—p.318 Waiting for Lefty and Other Plays Golden Boy (231) by Clifford Odets
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where music is no crime

Joe: But my hands are ruined. I'll never play again! What's left, Lorna? Half a man, nothing, useless ...

Lorna: No, we're left! Two together! We have each other! Somewhere there must be happy boys and girls who can teach us the way of life! We'll find some city where poverty's no shame -- whe…

—p.316 Golden Boy (231) by Clifford Odets
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a man with hate and nothing else

Tokio: [...] Why don't you forget Lorna?

Joe (as if not understanding): What?

Tokio: I'll say it again ... why not forget her? (No answer comes.) Joe, you're loaded with love. Find something to give it to. Your heart ain't in fighting ... your hate is. But a man with hate and nothing else .…

—p.306 Golden Boy (231) by Clifford Odets
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I'm not overjoyed the way Joe looks at you

Moody: (after a brooding pause): I'll tell you something, Lorna. I'm not overjoyed the way Joe looks at you.

Lorna: How's he look?

Moody: As if he saw the whole island of Manhattan in your face, and I don't like it.

Lorna: You thought of that too late.

—p.288 Golden Boy (231) by Clifford Odets
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because he needs me and you don't

Joe: [...] Why can't you leave him? Why?

[...]

Lorna: Because he needs me and you don't ---

Joe: That's not true!

Lorna: Because he's a desperate guy who always start out with two strikes against him. Because he's a kid at forty-two and you're a man at twenty-two.

Joe: You're sorry f…

—p.283 Golden Boy (231) by Clifford Odets