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Musical: Ragtime
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HARLEM WOMAN Mmmm:. HARLEM MAN Mmmmm:. HARLEM MAN Here he comes again - that cracker who doesn't know he's a cracker. We should have kicked his ass the first time he came looking for Coalhouse. HARLEM WOMAN They must think we're fools. YOUNGER BROTHER Good evening. I would still very much like to talk to Mr. Coalhouse Walker, Jr. HARLEM WOMAN This is still Harlem and this is still a private thoroughfare, cracker. YOUNGER BROTHER I told you: I shall come here every evening until he is satisfied that it is safe to receive me. HARLEM MAN And that time will be never! YOUNGER BROTHER But Mr. Walker knows me. I'm his friend. HARLEM WOMAN Try that pestilent pond where they sank his car. YOUNGER BROTHER I've been there. HARLEM WOMAN Try that cemetery where he buried his Sarah like a queen. YOUNGER BROTHER I've been there, too. HARLEM MAN Then try the Gates of Justice where they are deaf to his misery and anger. YOUNGER BROTHER I understand how you feel. COALHOUSE FOLLOWER You got a dime? COALHOUSE FOLLOWER You seem to have a lot of change there. Could you manage a quarter? COALHOUSE FOLLOWER What about a silver dollar? [Thanks to Stephanie Safko for lyrics]
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