Excerpt from "A Raisin in the Sun"

And now—he’s grossing a hundred thousand a year.

(She doesn’t look up, doesn’t answer) So tired—moaning and groaning all the time, but you wouldn’t do nothing to help, would you?

...to do is just sit down with her when you drinking your coffee one morning and talking ’bout things like you do and—(He sits down beside her and demonstrates graphically what he thinks her methods and tone should be)—you just sip your coffee, see, and say easy like that you been thinking ’bout that deal Walter Lee is so...

This ain’t no fly-by night proposition, baby.

You see, this little liquor store we got in mind cost seventy-five thousand and we figured the initial investment on the place be ’bout thirty thousand, see.

RUTH: You mean graft?

WALTER: (Frowning impatiently) Don’t call it that.

(She raises her head and stares at him vigorously—then says, more quietly) Eat your eggs, they gonna be cold.

And his woman say—(In utter anguish as he brings his fists down on his thighs)—Your eggs is getting cold!

And his woman say—(In utter anguish as he brings his fists down on his thighs)—Your eggs is getting cold!