Can’t you understand that? There’s no spite in it any more. ![]() A buck an hour! Do you gather my meaning? I’m not bringing home any prizes any more, and you’re going to stop waiting for me to bring them home!īiff: Pop, I’m nothing! I’m nothing, Pop. You were never anything but a hard-working drummer who landed in the ash can like all the rest of them! I'm one dollar an hour, Willy! I tried seven states and couldn’t raise it. Willy: I am not a dime a dozen! I am Willy Loman, and you are Biff Loman!īiff: I am not a leader of men, Willy, and neither are you. Willy: The door of your life is wide open!īiff: Pop! I’m a dime a dozen, and so are you! And I looked at the pen and said to myself, what the hell am I grabbing this for? Why am I trying to become what I don’t want to be? What am I doing in an office, making a contemptuous, begging fool of myself, when all I want is out there, waiting for me the minute I say I know who I am! Why can’t I say that, Willy? The work and the food and time to sit and smoke. And suddenly I stopped, you hear me? And in the middle of that office building, do you hear this? I stopped in the middle of that building and I saw – the sky. ![]() ![]() Willy: Then hang yourself! For spite, hang yourself!īiff: No! Nobody’s hanging himself, Willy! I ran down eleven flights with a pen in my hand today.
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