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44 BOBBY Naw, you don't mean I walk into nowhere and take nothing! THEO Now, Bobby. BOBBY No! THEO Aw, come on Bobby. You the one been bragging about how good you are, how you can walk into any store and get anything you wanted, provided it was not too heavy to carry out. BOBBY I ain't gon' do it! THEO You know what day it is? BOBBY Thursday. THEO That's right. Thursday, May 10th. BOBBY What's that suppose to mean, thieves' convention on 125th Street? THEO It's Pop's birthday! BOBBY I didn't know he was still having them. THEO Well, let me tell you something: Adele remembered it and she's planning on busting into this shop tonight with a birthday cake to surprise him. BOBBY She suppose to be throwing us out today. That don't make 45 no sense with her buying him a birthday cake. THEO He's been looking for work, I guess she changed her mind about him. Maybe it's gon' be just me and you that goes. BOBBY (Pause.) What's he gon' type? THEO Them lies he's always telling——like the one about how he met Mama. Pop can tell some of the greatest lies you ever heard of and you know how he's always talking about writing them down. BOBBY Pop don't know nothing 'bout writing——specially no typewriting! THEO (Takes out his father's notebook.) Oh! No, take a look at this. (Hands book to BOBBY.) All he has to do is put it down on paper the way he tells it. Who knows, somebody might get interested in it for television or movies, and we can make ourselves some money, and besides, I kinda think he would get a real charge out of you thinking about him that way--don't you? BOBBY (Pause.) Well, ain't no use in lettin' you go over there, getting' yourself in jail with them old clumsy fingers of yours. THEO Good boy, Bobby! (MR. PARKER enters the shop.) Hey, Pop! Did you get that thing straightened out with Adele yet? MR. PARKER What? THEO Adele?
