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88 laughing and bragging in my game! Boom! Boom! Boom! MR. PARKER (rises abruptly from the tables and dashes to coat rack.)DAMNIT! MR. JENKINS Where you going-ain't we gon' play some more? MR.PARKER (Putting on coat.) I don't wanta play you no more. You too damn lucky! MR. JENKINS Aw, come on, Parker. I don't want your money. I just want to play! MR. PARKER You won it, you keep it-I can afford it! But one of these days you're going to leave that voodoo rot of yours home, and that's gonna be the day-you hear me,you sonofabitch! BOBBY Pop! MR.PARKER I don't want to hear nothing from you! MR.JENKINS (Realizing that PARKER is really upset.)It's only a game-and it don't have nothing to do with luck... But you keep trying, Parker, and one of these days you're going to beat me. And when you do, it won't have nothing to do with luck-it just might be the unluckiest and worst day of your life. You'll be champion checker player of the world. Meanwhile, I'm the champ, and you're gonna have to live with it. MR.PARKER (Smiling, grudgingly moves towars him with his hand extended.) All right, Jenkins! You win this time, but I'm gon' beat you yet. I'm gon' whip your behind until it turns white! BOBBY That's gon' be some strong whipping! (There's a tap at the door.) That must be Blue. (Rushes to the door and opens it.)89 MR. PARKER About time. (BLUE enters.) Hey, boy, where have you been? BLUE (Moves in, carrying an attache' case.) I got stuck with an emergency council meeting. MR.PARKER What kind of council? BLUE The council of the Association. I see you're sporting some new clothes there, Mr. P. You must be rolling in extra dough these days. MR.PARKER Just a little something I picked up the other day. All right, where is the money, Blue? BLUE You'll get your money, but first I want to see those books. (Moves to the desk in the back room and starts going over the books. In the shop an uneasy silence prevails. JENKINS, out of nervousness, sets up the checkers for another game.) BLUE I see. (Takes out pencil and pad and starts scribbling on a sheer of paper.) Uh-huh. Uh-huh... (Reenters shop.) MR.PARKER Well? BLUE Everything seems to me ok. MR.PARKER Of course everything is all right. What did you expect? (Angry, impatient.) Now come on and give me my money. BLUE Take it easy, MR. Parker (Takes a white envelope from