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START: I鈥檓 not telling you again, Tallulah Bankhead! Luxury. In your face and your fingers. You telling me what I ought to do. [Sudden scream frightening the whole carriage] Well, don鈥檛!

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END: They鈥檒l murder you, and have very rational explanations. Very much like your own. They鈥檒l cut your throats, and drag you out to the edge of your cities so the flesh can fall away from your bones, in sanitary isolation.

For full extended monologue, please refer to the script edition cited here: Amiri Baraka, 鈥淒utchman鈥�, The Norton Anthology of American Literature, vol. E, 6th edition, W.W. Norton & Co., 2003, pp. 2312-3.