DAISY
Where we goin'?
JIM
I done tole you I don't know where it is.
DAISY
But how we gointer git something to eat and a place to stay?
JIM
Play my box for de white folks and dance just like I been doing.
DAISY
You can't take keer of me on dat, not where we hafta pay rent.
JIM (Looks appealingly at Dave, then away quickly) Well, I can't help dat, can I?
DAISY (Brightly) I tell you whut, Jim! Less us don't go nowhere. They sentenced you to leave Eatonville and youse almost a mile from de city limits already. Youse in Maitland now. Supposin' you come live on de white folks' place wid me after we git married. Eatonville ain't got nothin' to do wid you livin' in Maitland.
JIM
Dat's a good idea, Daisy.
DAISY (Jumping into his arms) And lissen, honey, you don't have to be beholden to nobody. You can throw dat ole box away if you want to. I know where you can get a swell job.
JIM
(Sheepishly) Doin' whut? (Looks lovingly at his guitar)