LINDA: But you opened it today.WILLY: Me? I didn’t. (He stops.) Now isn’t that peculiar! Isn’tthat a remarkable... (He breaks off in amazement and fright asthe flute is heard distantly.)LINDA: What, darling?WILLY: That is the most remarkable thing.LINDA: What, dear?WILLY: I was thinking of the Chevvy. (Slight pause.) Nineteentwenty-eight ... when I had that red Chevvy... (Breaks off.) Thatfunny? I coulda sworn I was driving that Chevvy today.LINDA: Well, that’s nothing. Something must’ve reminded you.WILLY: Remarkable. Ts. Remember those days? The way Biffused to simonize that car? The dealer refused to believe therewas eighty thousand miles on it. (He shakes his head.) Heh! (ToLinda.) Close your eyes, I’ll be right up. (He walks out of thebedroom.)HAPPY (to Biff): Jesus, maybe he smashed up the car again!LINDA (calling after Willy): Be careful on the stairs, dear! Thecheese is on the middle shelf. (She turns, goes over to the bed,takes his jacket, and goes out of the bedroom.)(Light has risen on the boys’ room. Unseen, Willy is heard talkingto himself, »eighty thousand miles,« and a little laugh. Biffgets out of bed, comes downstage a bit, and stands attentively. Biffis two years older than his brother Happy, well built, but in thesedays bears a worn air and seems less self-assured. He has succeededless, and his dreams are stronger and less acceptable thanHappy’s. Happy is tall, powerfully made. Sexuality is like a visiblecolor on him, or a scent that many women have discovered. He, likehis brother, is lost, but in a different way, for he has never allowedhimself to turn his face toward defeat and is thus more confusedand hard-skinned, although seemingly more content.)HAPPY (getting out of bed): He’s going to get his license takenaway if he keeps that up. I’m getting nervous about him,y’know, Biff?BIFF: His eyes are going.HAPPY: I’ve driven with him. He sees all right. He just doesn’tkeep his mind on it. I drove into the city with him last week.
He stops at a green light and then it turns red and he goes. (Helaughs.)BIFF: Maybe he’s color-blind.HAPPY: Pop? Why he’s got the finest eye for color in the business.You know that.BIFF (sitting down on his bed): I’m going to sleep.HAPPY: You’re not still sour on Dad, are you, Biff?BIFF: He’s all right, I guess.WILLY (underneath them, in the living room): Yes, sir, eightythousand miles — eighty-two thousand!BIFF: You smoking?HAPPY (holding out a pack of cigarettes): Want one?BIFF: (taking a cigarette): I can never sleep when I smell it.WILLY: What a simonizing job, heh?HAPPY (with deep sentiment): Funny, Biff, y’know? Us sleeping inhere again? The old beds. (He pats his bed affectionately.) Allthe talk that went across those two beds, huh? Our whole lives.BIFF: Yeah. Lotta dreams and plans.HAPPY (with a deep and masculine laugh): About five hundredwomen would like to know what was said in this room. (Theyshare a soft laugh.)BIFF: Remember that big Betsy something — what the hell washer name — over on Bushwick Avenue?HAPPY (combing his hair): With the collie dog!BIFF: That’s the one. I got you in there, remember? HAPPY:Yeah, that was my first time — I think. Boy, there was a pig.(They laugh, almost crudely.) You taught me everything I knowabout women. Don’t forget that.BIFF: I bet you forgot how bashful you used to be. Especially withgirls.HAPPY: Oh, I still am, Biff.BIFF: Oh, go on.HAPPY: I just control it, that’s all. I think I got less bashful andyou got more so. What happened, Biff? Where’s the old humor,the old confidence? (He shakes Biffs knee. Biff gets up andmoves restlessly about the room.) What’s the matter?
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- Page 4 and 5: ACT ONEA melody is heard, played up
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- Page 22 and 23: WILLY: Sweetheart!LINDA: How’d th
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- Page 26 and 27: WILLY: Well, I’ll see you next ti
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- Page 32 and 33: BEN: When did Mother die?WILLY: Lon
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- Page 36 and 37: WILLY (longingly): Can’t you stay
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- Page 42 and 43: BIFF: Why not?LINDA: Last month...
- Page 44 and 45: BIFF: All right, Pop.WILLY: Big!BIF
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HOWARD: This is no time for false p
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WILLY: Without a penny to his name,
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CHARLEY: Baseball in this weather?W
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et.BERNARD: They are, very nice. Da
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BERNARD: Well, just that when he ca
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CHARLEY: Without pay? What kind of
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like to see a lotta action around t
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GIRL: Oh, a lot of them. (She takes
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BIFF: He walked away. I saw him for
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ut I was never a salesman for Bill
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Bernard enters and knocks on the do
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BIFF (desperately, standing over Wi
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WILLY: The washroom... the door...
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in here. Maybe the hotel’s on fir
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oy.STANLEY: Oh, no, you don’t hav
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things together! (To Biff.) You can
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whole beauty of it! I see it like a
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know, and you don’t care. That wa
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them, her hands covering her face.)
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(Willy turns, moves, listening to B
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their jackets. Linda slowly walks o
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salesman. And for a salesman, there
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