DAVE.
Baby, I’d walk de water for you ... and tote a mountain on my head while I’m walkin’.
JIM.
Know what I’d do, honey babe? If you was a thousand miles from home and you didn’t have no ready-made money and you had to walk all de way, walkin’ till ye’ feet start to rolling, just like a wheel, and I was riding way up in de sky, I’d step backwards offa dat aryplane just to walk home wid you.
DAISY.
(Falling on JIM’s neck) Jim, when you talk to me like dat I just can’t stand it. Less us git married right now.
JIM.
Now you talkin’ like a blue-back speller. Less go!
DAVE.
(Sadly) You gointer leave me lak dis, Daisy?
DAISY.
(Sadly) I likes you, too, Dave, I sho do. But I can’t marry both of y’all at de same time.
JIM.
Aw, come on, Daisy ... sun’s gettin’ low. (He starts off pulling DAISY)
DAVE: Whut’s I’m gointer do? (Walking after them)
JIM.
Gwan back and dance ... you make out you don’t need me to play none.
DAVE.
(Almost tearfully) Aw, Jim, shucks! Where y’all going?