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THEY KNEW WHAT THEY WANTED
Tony
Goddam! . . . You wait, you dirty . . .
[He flourishes the broken gun, She covers her eyes with her hands. Joe arrives, sees what Tony is doing, gives a cry, springs on him, wrenches the gun away. The struggle upsets Tony’s balance and he topples headlong off his crutches. Amy screams.]
Amy
Oh, his leg!
[Joe drops the gun and bends over him.]
Joe
I tried to catch him. . . . [Tony’s bellows are terrifying to hear.] Did you hurt yourself, Tony?
[Tony’s answer is untranslatable into speech.]
Amy
[As she pulls a chair over]: For God’s sake, pick him up, can’t you?
Joe
[Tony fights him, trying to choke him, and sinks into the chair, howling with pain and fury.]
All right now, Tony! Steady!
