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Act 03, Scene 05 - 02 - Roy
From: Angels in America - Part One: Millennium Approaches, by Tony Kushner
Genre: Drama
Topic: Angry, accomplishments, pride
Character: Male
You’re not dead, boy, you’re a sissy.
You love me; that’s moving, I’m moved. It’s nice to be loved. I warned you about her, didn’t I, Joe? But you don’t listen to me, why, because you say Roy is smart and Roy’s a friend but Roy… well, he isn’t nice, and you wanna be nice. Right? A nice, nice man!
You know what my greatest accomplishment was, Joe, in my life, what I am able to look back on and be proudest of? And I have helped make Presidents and unmake them and mayors and more goddam judges than anyone in NYC ever – AND several million dollars, tax-free – and what do you think means the most to me?
You ever hear of Ethel Rosenberg? Huh, Joe, huh?
Yes. Yes. You have hears of Ethel Rosenberg. Yes. Maybe you even read about her in the history books.
If it wasn’t for me, Joe, Ethel Rosenberg would be alive today, writing some personal-advice column for Ms. Magazine. She isn’t. Because during the trial, Joe, I was on the phone every day, talking with the judge…
Every day, doing what I do best, talking on the telephone, making sure that timid Yid nebbish on the bench did his duty to America, to history. That sweet unprepossessing woman, two kids, boo-hoo-hoo, reminded us all of our little Jewish mamas – she came this close to getting life; I pleaded till I wept to put her in the chair. Me. I did that. I would have fucking pulled the switch if they’d have let me. Why? Because I fucking hate traitors. Because I fucking hate communists. Was it legal? Fuck legal. Am I a nice man? Fuck nice. They say terrible things about me in the Nation. Fuck the Nation. You want to be Nice, or you want to be Effective? Make the law, or subject to it. Choose. Your wife chose. A week from today, she’ll be back. SHE knows how to get what SHE wants. Maybe I ought to send her to Washington.
angerd replied to your post:I’m studying marriage, intimacy,...
eat him. only solution
well it would certainly gain me a reputation unfortunately cannibalism is frowned upon in most societies
For Angerd
Heeeey, you are leaving for England in like a week, if you didn't know. Soooo, I just wanted to say that I will miss you so very very very much. Like really, you are one of my closest friends, and I don't know what I would do without you. You are so frick fracking amazing that a whole book trilogy would not be enough to explain that stuff. A tumblr post would cover a lot less also. So, what I wanted to say is; You are fantastic, I love you, I will miss you, those kids better behave, and you better write me or something when you are away. And also, do you want to catch a movie before you go?Â