YANK—[With vengeful satisfaction.] Wreckers, dat's de right dope! Dat belongs! Me for dem!
VOICE—Ssshh! [Reading.] "This fiendish organization is a foul ulcer on the fair body of our Democracy—"
VOICE—Democracy, hell! Give him the boid, fellers—the raspberry! [They do.]
VOICE—Ssshh! [Reading:] "Like Cato I say to this senate, the I. W. W. must be destroyed! For they represent an ever-present dagger pointed at the heart of the greatest nation the world has ever known, where all men are born free and equal, with equal opportunities to all, where the Founding Fathers have guaranteed to each one happiness, where Truth, Honor, Liberty, Justice, and the Brotherhood of Man are a religion absorbed with one's mother's milk, taught at our father's knee, sealed, signed, and stamped upon in the glorious Constitution of these United States!" [A perfect storm of hisses, catcalls, boos, and hard laughter.]
VOICES—[Scornfully.] Hurrah for de Fort' of July!
Pass de hat!
Liberty!
Justice!
Honor!
Opportunity!
Brotherhood!
ALL—[With abysmal scorn.] Aw, hell!
VOICE—Give that Queen Senator guy the bark! All togedder now—one—two—tree—[A terrific chorus of barking and yapping.]
GUARD—[From a distance.] Quiet there, youse—or I'll git the hose. [The noise subsides.]
YANK—[With growling rage.] I'd like to catch dat senator guy alone for a second. I'd loin him some trute!
VOICE—Ssshh! Here's where he gits down to cases on the Wobblies. [Reads:] "They plot with fire in one hand and dynamite in the other. They stop not before murder to gain their ends, nor at the outraging of defenceless womanhood. They would tear down society, put the lowest scum in the seats of the mighty, turn Almighty God's revealed plan for the world topsy-turvy, and make of our sweet and lovely civilization a shambles, a desolation where man, God's masterpiece, would soon degenerate back to the ape!"