LIGE (reluctantly) Yeah.
SISTER LINDSAY Course I had sweet p'taters! And if you stand up there and tell me I ain't had no p'taters I'll be all over you just like gravy over rice.
NIXON
Aw shut up—We ain't come here to talk about yo' tater vines, we come—
SISTER LINDSAY (to her husband) Joe! What kind of a husband is you? Set here and let Nixon 'buse me out lak dat!
WALTER How is he going to give anybody a straightening when he needs straightening hisself. I bought a load of compost from him and paid for it in advance and he come there when I wasn't home and dumped a half-a-load in there and drove on off wid my money.
SISTER HAMBO Aw, you ain't got no right to talk, Walter, not low down as you is—if somebody stump their toe in dis town you won't let yo' shirt-tail touch you till you bolt over to Maitland and puke yo' guts to de white folks—and God knows I 'bominates a white folks nigger.
WALTER Aw you just mad cause I wouldn't let your old starved-out cow eat up my cow-peas.
SISTER HAMBO (triumphantly) Unhumh! I knowed you was the one knocked my cow's horn off! And you lied like a doodle-bug going backwards in his hole and made out you didn't do it.
WALTER
I didn't do no such a thing.
SISTER HAMBO
I say you did and belong to Macedonia Baptist Church and I can't lie.