Lena Younger: Oh God, please, look down and give me strength!
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Lena Younger: Oh God, please, look down and give me strength!
Walter Lee Younger: A man say to his woman, "I got me a dream." She says, "Eat your eggs, they're getting cold."
Walter Lee Younger: How come all you college boys wear them faggoty-looking white shoes?
Walter Lee Younger: I'm a volcano. I'm a giant, and I'm surrounded by ants. Ants who don't even know what I'm talking about.
Lena Younger: Oh God, please, look down and give me strength!
Walter Lee Younger: A man say to his woman, "I got me a dream." She says, "Eat your eggs, they're getting cold."
Walter Lee Younger: How come all you college boys wear them faggoty-looking white shoes?
Walter Lee Younger: I'm a volcano. I'm a giant, and I'm surrounded by ants. Ants who don't even know what I'm talking about.
Lena Younger: Oh God, please, look down and give me strength!
Walter Lee Younger: How come all you college boys wear them faggoty-looking white shoes?
Beneatha Younger: Will you call me Monday? Asagai: Of course. We have a great deal to talk about, you and I. I mean about identity and all that. And time. Beneatha Younger: Time? Asagai: How much time one needs to know what one feels. Beneatha Younger: You see? You never understood. More than one feeling can exist between a man and a woman. At least there should be. Asagai: Between a man and woman, there need be only one kind of feeling. And I have that for you. Now even, right this moment. Beneatha Younger: I know, and it just won't do. I can find that anyplace. Asagai: It should be enough. Beneatha Younger: Because that's what it says in all the novels that men write. But it isn't. Go ahead and laugh, but I'm not interested in being someone's little episode in America, or one of them. It's real funny, huh? Asagai: It's just that every American woman I have ever met has always said that to me. In this, you are all the same. And the same speech too. Beneatha Younger: Yuk, yuk, yuk. Asagai: It's how you can tell that the world's most liberated woman isn't liberated at all. You all talk about it too much.
George Murchison: Good night, Prometheus. Walter Lee Younger: Who's Prometheus? Ruth Younger: I don't know, honey. Don't worry about it. Walter Lee Younger: They get to a point they can't even insult you man-to-man. They got to talk about something nobody ever heard of. Ruth Younger: How do you know it was an insult? Maybe Prometheus is a nice fellow. Walter Lee Younger: I bet there's no such thing. I bet that simple-minded clown just made it up out of his head.
Asagai: Is there something wrong? Beneatha Younger: We've all got acute ghetto-itis.
Beneatha Younger: Enough of this assimilationist junk!
