We want Pollitt. Brick Pollitt.
We want Pollitt.
Brick Pollitt.
Don't you do that!
I'm warning you, Trixie. Gooper!
Gooper, can't you stop your child from putting her hands in the ice cream?
Trixie.
Trixie! Couldn't you at least wash your hands before you did that?
Maggie, you stop that! Maggie...
...how could you do that to a child?
Like this, honey.
Gooper.
Gooper, did you see what she did?
I told her to wash her hands first.
One of those no-neck monsters hit me with some ice cream.
Now, why did you call Gooper's kiddies no-neck monsters?
Because your brother's children got no necks, that's why.
At least none visible.
Their fat little heads sit on their fat bodies without a bit of connection.
That's too bad.
Because you can't wring their necks if they got no necks to wring. Isn't that right?
Trixie! Trixie, come out now.
- Here we are! - Come on, Buster, Sonny.
Everybody in the car now. We're all gonna go.
Did you ever hear so many dog's names tacked on to children?
They've got five monsters and number six coming up.
Brought the whole bunch down here like animals to display at a county fair.
It's so obvious, it's disgusting.
Well, it's obvious what they're up to.
What are they up to, Maggie?
I'll tell you what they're up to, boy of mine.
They're up to cutting you out of your father's estate.
Everybody knows Big Daddy's...
...dying of...
I ought to send Sister Woman a bill for a new pair of stockings.
Do we?
Do we what?
Know that Big Daddy is dying of...
Well, don't you believe it?
You'll know soon enough.
Well, suppose he is? There's some things you gotta face, baby.
There's some things in this world you've simply got to face.
Why was Big Daddy in that horrible clinic for six weeks...
...if the examination didn't show anything?
Why'd Brother Man bring his whole screaming tribe here in this sticky heat?
And why so many allusions to you and Rainbow Hill?
You know what Rainbow Hill is?
It's a place for treating famous alcoholics and dope fiends.
- I'm not famous, Maggie. - No.
And you don't take dope.
Otherwise you'd be a perfect candidate for Rainbow Hill.
That's where Brother Man's gonna tell Big Daddy to ship you.
Over my dead body.
Rainbow Hill.
With you out of the way, Gooper gets ahold of the estate...
...signs all the checks, and cuts off our credit whenever he wants.
How'd you like that, baby?
You're doing about everything you can...
...to aid and abet them in grabbing control, after Big Daddy...
Well, you are.
Quitting work, devoting yourself to the occupation of drinking.
Breaking your ankle last night on the high school athletic field.
Brick?
We got one thing on our side.
No, two things.
Are my seams straight?
Big Daddy dotes on you, honey.
He just can't stand Brother Man and his wife...
...that fertility monster. She's odious to him.
I can tell. Just like I can tell he likes me.
That's the second thing we got on our side.
He likes me.
The way he looks me up and down and over...
...he's still got an eye for girls.
That kind of talk is disgusting.
Anybody ever tell you you were a back-aching Puritan, Brick?
I think it's fine how that old fellow on death's doorstep...
...takes in my shape with what I consider deserved appreciation.
Gooper still cherishes the illusion he took a giant step up the social ladder...
...when he married Mae Flynn of the no-neck Memphis Flynns.
Because she was Queen of the Cotton Carnival.
I can just see Gooper falling for Her Majesty...
...sitting on that brass throne, riding on that tacky float down Main Street...
...smiling and bowing and blowing kisses to all the trash on the street.
You know what happened to her?
No, what happened to her, Maggie?
Somebody spat tobacco juice in her face.
That's right. Some drunk at the Hotel Gayoso leaned out the window and said:
"Hey. Hey, Queenie! Hey there, Queenie."
Sister Mae looked up and smiled and waved...
...and that drunk shot a squirt of tobacco juice...
...right in her face.
Why are you looking at me like that?
Like what, Maggie?
Like you were just looking.
I wasn't conscious of looking at you, Maggie.
I was conscious of it.
- If you were thinking... - No, Maggie!
- Why not? - Would you please keep your voice down?
No!
I know you better than you think.
I've seen that look before...
...and I know what it used to mean.
- And it still means the same thing now. - You're not the same woman now, Maggie.
Don't you think I know that.
- Don't you think I know... - Know what, Maggie?
That I've gone through this horrible transformation.
That I've become hard and frantic and cruel?
Did you plan on meeting Big Daddy's plane?
Oh, Brick.
I get so lonely.
Everybody gets that.
Living with somebody you love can be...
...lonelier than living entirely alone...
...when they don't love you.
You can't even stand drinking out of the same glass, can you?
- Would you like to live alone, Maggie? - No!
No, I wouldn't.
Why can't you lose your good looks, Brick?
Most drinking men lose theirs.
Why can't you?
I think you've even gotten better looking since you went on the bottle.
You were such a wonderful lover.
You'll be late!
You were so exciting to be in love with.
Mostly, I guess because you were...
If I thought you'd...
...never make love to me again...
...why, I'd find the longest, sharpest knife and stick it straight into my heart.
I'd do that.
Oh, Brick. How long does this have to go on? This punishment?
Haven't I served my term? Can't I apply for a pardon?
Baby, your finishing school voice...
...sounds like you was running upstairs to tell somebody the house was on fire.
Is it any wonder?
You know what I feel like?
I feel all the time like a cat on a hot tin roof.
Then jump off the roof, Maggie.
Cats jump off roofs and they land uninjured. Do it. Jump.
Jump where? Into what?
Take a lover.
I don't deserve that!
I can't see any man but you.
Even with my eyes closed, I just see you.
Why can't you get ugly, Brick?
Why can't you please get fat or ugly or something so I can stand it?
You'll make out fine. Your kind always does.
Oh, I'm more determined than you think.
I'll win all right.
Win what?
What is the victory of a cat on a hot tin roof?
Just staying on it, I guess. Long as she can.
Calm down. Not yet. Now wait a minute.
Where are the flowers?
Aren't you putting it on a little thick?
Get ready now!
Mama, she didn't bring anything for Big Daddy.
Pretty seedy looking flowers for Big Daddy, don't you think, Gooper?
I picked them myself.
Looks like she picked them off a grave.
No talk about graves when we don't know whether Big Daddy's gonna live or die.
Get ready.
Hi. Hello, Mae.
Hello, children.
Doc, isn't it great?
- Kiss me! - You look wonderful.
Kiss your grandmother.
Darling Big Daddy!
You look fine, Big Daddy. Just fine.
Doc, you wanna tell them the news?
The exploratory operation proved there's nothing wrong with Big Daddy.
Nothing at all!
Just a little old spastic colon. And that's all.
- That's great news. - Isn't that great news?
That's the best birthday present of all.
Where's Brick?
Uncle Brick got drunk and broke his leg.
- How? - What? What's that?
He got drunk again and tried to jump the hurdles at 3 in the morning.
That poor boy still thinks he's an athlete.
Couldn't keep it out of the local paper.
A.P. Got ahold of it too.
Yeah, and U.P. ...
...and thanks to your professional legal advice, every other P.
Let's go home.
Don't you wanna ride with the children?
No!
He's his sassy old self again, all right.
Be quiet, woman!
Hush up!
Welcome home, Cap'n Pollitt.
Well, I'm gonna live, Maggie. I'm gonna live.
You know, they had me real scared.
I've wasted so much time.
I've got a million different kinds of feelings left in me.
And I wanna use them. Going to use them all.
Why did you and Brick suddenly decide to drive up from New orleans?
For your birthday, what else?
I had a birthday last year and the year before. Didn't see you then.
Well, you know how Brick is sometimes.
Maybe he thought he was coming to my funeral instead.
Why, Brick loves you! He does!
But does he love you?
What do you want? Proof?
If I was married to you three years...
...you'd have the living proof.
You'd have three kids already and a fourth in the oven.
Get me out of this. I wanna talk to Brick.
Big Daddy
Skinamarinka, dinka, dink Skinamarinka, do
He wants some more ice, Miss Margaret.
We love you in the morning
We love you in the night
We love you when we're with you
And we love you out of sight
Skinamarinka, dinka, dink Skinamarinka, do
Big Mama too!
Brick! I got news, honey!
Big news.
Big Daddy's gonna live.
That's right, he's a well man.
That's what Big Mama said and Doc Baugh was right there with them.
You should've seen Mae and Gooper's face.
They almost dropped dead from shock themselves.
- Then he's all right? - Feeling like 40...
...talking like 20.
Then we can drive back to New orleans tonight.
- I'm taking no chances on moving you. - I won't break.
Or letting them poison Big Daddy's mind against you.
I just want you to get dressed and come on down to Big Daddy's birthday party.
First thing Big Daddy asked about was you.
Big Daddy. Now what makes him so big?
His big heart, his big belly...
...or his big money?
The heat has made you cross.
Give me my crutch.
Why don't you put on your silk pajamas, honey...
...and come on down to the party?
There's a lovely cool breeze.
Give me my crutch, Maggie.
Lean on me, baby.
You got a nice smell about you.
- Was your bath water cool? - No.
I know something that would make you cool and fresh.
Alcohol rub.
Cologne.
No, thanks. We'd smell alike. Like a couple of cats in the heat.
It's cool on the lawn.
I am not going down there, Maggie. Not for you and not for Big Daddy.
At least give him this present...
...that I remembered to buy for you, for his birthday.
- You can write a few words on this card. - You write something, Maggie.
It's got to be your handwriting. It's your present.
I didn't get him a present.
What's the difference?
If there's no difference, you write the card!
- And have him know you didn't remember? - I didn't remember!
You don't have to prove it to him!
Just write, "Love, Brick"...
...for Heaven's sakes! - No.
- You've got to. - I don't have to do anything I don't want to!
You forget the conditions I agreed on to stay living with you!
I'm not living with you. We occupy the same cage, that's all!
You know, that's the first time you've raised your voice in a long time.
A crack in the stone wall?
I think that's a fine sign. Mighty fine.
What'd you do that for, Maggie?
To give us a little privacy for a while.
Don't make a fool of yourself, Maggie.
I don't mind making a fool of myself over you.
Well, I mind. I feel embarrassed for you.
Feel embarrassed!
But I can't live on this way.
- You agreed to accept that condition! - I know I did, but I can't! I can't!
Let go, Maggie.
Let go, Maggie!
Son! Son! Son!
We got the most wonderful news about Big Daddy!
What's this door locked for?
Y'all think there's robbers in the house?
Brick's getting dressed, Big Mama.
He's still getting dressed.
It won't be the first time I've seen Brick not dressed. Come on...
...open this door.
Brick, honey!
Sweetheart, how's your leg feel?
Come out of there, son. I'll give you the news about Big Daddy.
I told him already.
I just hate locked doors in the house.
I know you do, but people need some privacy, don't they?
No, ma'am, not in my house.
Say, what you took this off for, honey? Thought it looked so sweet on you.
Not sweet enough for Big Daddy's birthday party.
Out! Out! Out!
Out, you little monster!
Mae and Gooper are so touchy about their children.
You hardly even dare suggest there's any room for improvement.
Brick, hurry on out!
Shoot, Maggie, you just don't like children.
Why, that's not true. I adore them.
Well brought up.
Why not have some then? And bring them up well.
- Instead of picking on theirs? - Big Mama!
You and Betsy gotta go. They're waiting to say goodbye.
Be right down. Tell them to hold their horses.
- Where's Brick? - Why, he's...
Big Mama, what you said about having children...
...it's still kind of a secret, but...
Shoot, Maggie! Stop playing so dumb.
I mean, is he still drinking much?
- He may have had a little highball. - Don't laugh about it.
Some single men stop drinking when they marry. Others start.
- Brick never drank before... - That's not fair!
Fair or not, I wanna ask you a question.
Do you make Brick happy?
Well?
- Why don't you ask if he makes me happy. - I know...
It works both ways.
Something ain't right. You're childless and my son drinks.
- We're leaving, Big Mama. - I'm coming!
When a marriage goes on the rocks...
...the rocks are there, right there!
Goodbye, Ida.
I'm coming.
That's not fair.
All right, I'm coming.
Is Brick here?
I thought I'd check his ankle.
Is it giving him much pain?
You know how Brick is, doc. He hardly ever complains.
Even when he had that awful back injury in football.
Brick.
Brick's birthday present for Big Daddy.
I think they're fixing to sit down at the table.
You forgot to write out the card, honey.
Thanks, doc.
- Can I get you something cool, doc? - Thanks.
How's the ankle?
Ltches some.
Funny, that's the same leg you tore a muscle in the...
- 'Bama State. - Yeah.
- Twenty-one to... - Nothing.
You miss football, don't you?
Hurt much when you put weight on it?
Some.
Yeah, you were quite a team, you and Skipper.
What is it, doc?
You didn't leave that party just to come up and discuss my health.
That's right.
- I already heard the good news... - It's bad news.
It's what we expected.
It's malignant and it's terminal.
He hasn't a chance.
- But Maggie said, and Big Mama... - Lies.
I lied to them.
I lied to him too.
- Professional ethics. - Gooper?
I told him the truth coming in from the airfield.
He's gonna die.
What kind of truth is that?
Jesus wants me for a sunbeam
To shine for him each day
In every way try to please him
At home, at school, at play
A sunbeam, a sunbeam
Jesus wants me for a sunbeam
A sunbeam, a sunbeam
I'll be a sunbeam for him
Amen!
- Did you like the singing, Big Daddy? - Pass the black-eyed peas.
Just look at Big Daddy eat! Don't you thank your stars for it?
- They been practicing just for you. - Tell them to sit down and eat.
- Children, come on. - Over there!
Yeah. Over there.
Look here. Telegrams!
Hundreds of them from all around the state...
Wishing you a happy birthday.
- You want me to read them? - No.
One from the governor and the senator...
It must be getting on to election time, hey, Deacon?
Let's remember, we're all lambs in the same pasture.
Everybody, including Big Daddy, owes thanks to those in high places who...
Gave us nothing!
Every scrap on this table was raised right here on this place, Deacon.
I made a pasture land out of this place when it was nothing but a swamp.
It was done with the help of God, and not any governor.
Amen.
Great balls of fire!
Surprise!
- What are they up to now? - It's part of the entertainment.
Don't they get any intermission?
Say, that's funny!
That's very funny!
He don't mean it, Sister Woman.
- He loves children. - Of course he does.
Will you put some honey on this?
They're all Pollitts, I'm proud to say, every one.
I know Big Daddy's just as proud as we are...
...knowing there's a dynasty of his flesh and blood...
...waiting to take over.
Why, that's no way to talk.
What way?
Take over. When we all know Big Daddy's gonna live to be 100.
I'll drink to that.
Anytime, any place, anywhere.
To Big Daddy!
In the name of every person in this county...
...in the name of the school board, the board of trustees...
...felicitations on your sixty-fifth birthday.
Brick, honey, I brought you something to eat.
I'm not hungry.
What's that supposed to mean?
We're leaving.
- We can't. - I can.
- The party's coming up to you. - I'll get one of the boys to drive me.
You just can't walk out on Big Daddy's birthday party.
Don't you care nothing about him?
Get out of my way, Maggie.
Get out of my way, Maggie!
You got no cause to dislike him.
Do I dislike him?
It's obvious to everybody. Especially to him.
What's he ever done to you?
What?
Why do you hate him so much?
What's he ever done to you?
Nothing.
What was Doc Baugh doing up here?
What did he?
That's right, Big Daddy is gonna die.
I don't believe that.
Doc Baugh wouldn't lie to Big Daddy.
Wouldn't he, Maggie?
Poor Big Daddy.
I'm fond of him.
I'm genuinely fond of that old man.
I really am, you know.
When he finds out...
I wouldn't wanna be the one to tell him.
That's why you wanna go.
Yeah, that's why I wanna leave now.
You gotta do this for me, Maggie.
And leave the field to Gooper and his wife?
No, sir.
Let's face facts, baby.
You're a drinker. That takes money.
I don't want his money!
You ready to settle for ten-cent beer?
That's what Gooper'll dole out to you when they freeze you out.
They got a plan, baby.
You should've heard them laying it on Big Daddy. A mile a minute.
Big Mama's already on their side.
You're a drinker and I'm childless.
We gotta beat that plan, we just got to.
I've been so...
...disgustingly poor all my life.
That's the truth, Brick.
Have you, Maggie?
You don't know what it's like to have to...
...suck up to people just because they have money.
You don't know what it's like...
...never having any clothes.
That dress I married you in...
...was a hand-me-down from a snotty rich cousin I hated.
You can be young without money.
But you can't be old without it.
Where did I fail you?
Where did I make my mistake?
Stop drinking until after the party...
...please, honey.
I made my mistake when I tried to tell you about Skipper.
- That's where I made my fatal error. - Maggie.
- I never should've... - Shut up about Skipper!
I mean it. Shut up about Skipper!
The laws of silence won't work about that!
Not about Skipper and us.
It's like locking a door to forget the house is burning.
Hey, everybody!
But not looking at a fire doesn't put it out.
This time I'm gonna finish. That night in the hotel room...
...Skipper and I, we... - I don't wanna hear about it!
Why won't you face the truth, just once...
...about Skipper, about me, about yourself?
- Hey, everybody! - Brick, honey.
Hey, you gonna bring that party up here or not?
Kit and caboodle, son.
That won't do any good. I'm gonna say this...
...and I don't care if it's in front of them.
Maggie.
You want me to hit you with this crutch?
You still blame me for Skipper's death.
I could kill you with this crutch.
Good Lord, do you think I'd care?!
Skipper and I had a friendship. Why won't you let it alone?
- It's got to be told! - But I don't wanna hear it!
It's got to be told and you never let me tell it. I love you.
And that's worth fighting for. Not Skipper!
- Skipper was no good! - Maggie.
Maybe I'm no good either.
Nobody's good.
But Brick, Skipper is dead!
- And I'm alive! - Maggie!
Maggie the cat is alive!
I'm alive!
Why are you afraid of the truth?
Truth?!
Little girl, somebody ought to teach you...
...to knock before you open a door.
Otherwise, people might think you're lacking in good breeding.
What's Uncle Brick doing on the floor?
I tried to kill your Aunt Maggie.
But I failed.
And I fell. Little girl, would you hand me my crutch, please?
What were you jumping high hurdles for?
Because I used to, and people like to do what they used to do...
...after they've stopped being able to do it.
That's right. And that's your answer.
Now go away, little girl.
Stop that, you little no-neck monster!
You're just jealous because you can't have babies.
You see?
Mae and Gooper gloat over us being childless...
...even in front of their little no-neck monsters.
Brick.
I went to a doctor in Memphis.
A gynecologist.
He says there's no reason why we can't have a child...
...whenever we want.
Brick.
- Are you listening? - Yes, Maggie, I hear you.
But how in hell do you imagine you're gonna have a child...
...by a man who cannot stand you?
That, boy of mine...
...is a problem I'll just have to work out.
Here comes the party, here we come!
Here comes that birthday party!
That's nice.
The preacher almost cried when I told him I got him a stained glass memorial window.
Who gave you that window, Deacon?
Clyde Fletcher's widow, a generous woman of fine character.
Someone should give our church a cooling system.
Yes, sir. Exactly my thought.
Let's see, they've had the typhoid shots and the tetanus shots...
...diphtheria shots, hepatitis shots, polio shots.
Gooper.
Gooper, what all have the kiddies been shot for?
Everything but stealing chickens, I guess.
Very funny.
- It does get hot out there, you know. - Well, Brick?
Congratulations, Big Daddy, on your birthday.
- Bull! - Guess what memorial Gus's family gave?
- A new house and basketball court... - Deacon. Deacon!
What's all this talk about memorial stained glass windows?
- Figure on somebody kicking off? - No.
How about some nice music to start the party off with?
Turn that damn thing off!
Where's my Brick?
- Where's my precious baby? - Sorry, turn it back on.
How's your leg feel, honey?
Your hand was made for something better! Now put that liquor down.
- He's putting it down, all right. - Turn that off!
How about a birthday kiss, honey?
Hey, everybody, you know the first time Big Daddy kissed me, I fainted.
It's a fact. Ain't that so, honey?
- You all know how he proposed to me? - Ida.
I was four months swole with Gooper...
...and Big Daddy said, "That's my kid, ain't it?"
It was kind of funny. I never had a beau...
...till I met your father. He said, "I want that kid. I need him.
He ain't gonna have nobody else's name but mine. Let's get the preacher.
That's what marriage is for, family."
Children were mighty important to Big Daddy, even then.
Ida, will you stop that yammering.
That's just his manner of talking. He don't mean it.
I been his one and only lover, haven't I, sweetheart?
Ida, will you keep quiet?
Children, come on.
Here comes Big Daddy's birthday!
Big Daddy's a jolly good fellow
And so is Big Mama too
Big Daddy's a jolly good fellow
And so is Big Mama too
- Ida, what the hell's the matter with you? - She's just so happy, Big Daddy.
I'm so happy. I just gotta cry or something.
Oh, Brick, Big Daddy's one hundred percent...
...healthy!
Brick, honey, aren't you gonna give Big Daddy his birthday present?
- Big Daddy. - All right, children.
- Big Daddy, open your birthday present. - Open it yourself. I wanna talk to Brick.
Brick, come over here.
Hey, Brick, Big Daddy's calling you.
Big Mama, take them out for me.
- It's a cashmere robe! - You sound surprised, Maggie.
- I've never seen a cashmere robe before. - That's funny!
What's so funny about it?
All my family ever had was family.
Quiet!
- You bought it yourself last Saturday. - I said quiet!
The salesgirl that sold it to you waited on me and she told me about it.
- Sister Woman! - Quiet!
- Stork and Grim Reaper, neck to neck. - Deacon!
Deacon!
I hope I'm not butting in on more talk about memorial stained glass windows, am I?
- Not at all. Not at all. - Yeah. Say, Deacon...
...what do you get out of all this charity work, anyway?
I happen to love humanity. That's my reward.
And if humanity returns your love, you might get elected...
...councilman or mayor, Deacon?
Don't start picking on Deacon.
- That's all right. - Good night, Deacon.
Exactly what I was about to say. I better be going before it starts raining.
Good night, everybody. Bless each and every one in this place.
Brick, they tell me that you was indulging in some athletics last night.
- I was trying to, yes, sir. - At 3 o'clock in the morning?
What were you doing on the high school athletic field at 3 o'clock in the morning?
I was running and jumping the hurdles. They got too high for me now.
Because you were drunk.
Sober, I would not have tried to jump even the low ones.
Big Daddy, it's time to blow out the candles!
A toast to Big Daddy Pollitt...
...on his sixty-fifth birthday.
- To the biggest cotton planter... - I told you to stop it. Now, quit this bull!
I won't allow you to talk this way, not even on your birthday.
I'll talk like I want to on my birthday or any other rotten day.
Anybody don't like it, they know what they can do about it.
- I know you don't mean that. - You don't know nothing.
- You don't mean that. - Oh, yes, I do mean it.
I've put up with a lot of bull around here because I thought I was dying.
That's when you started taking over.
Your loud voice and busybody butting in here and there and everywhere.
Sashaying around here, making a big noise like a boss.
I'm the only boss around here.
I built this place with no help from you.
I'll run this place till the day I die.
Is that plain to you, Ida? Is that perfectly clear to you?
I ain't gonna die.
Ain't nothing wrong with me but a spastic colon!
Made spastic, I reckon, by all the lies and liars...
...I've had to put up with around here.
All the hypocrisy I've lived with these forty years I've lived with you.
Now, blow out them candles.
Go on. Blow out them candles on that stupid cake.
Oh, Big Daddy.
In all these years you never believed I loved you.
And I did.
I did so much.
I did love you.
I even loved your hate and your hardness.
- Big Daddy should make plans... - If he should die before...
Excuse me.
Brick!
Hey, son!
I was calling Brick.
I was just delivering him to you, Big Daddy.
- What'd you do that for? - Do what?
Wipe off her kiss?
Did I?
Your woman got a better shape on her than Gooper's got on his.
- Is that the only difference, Big Daddy? - Difference in shape's pretty important, boy.
- But in a way, they're a lot alike. - How's that?
They don't look peaceful. How's that?
Well, they're a couple of cats...
...sitting on the middle of 28,000 acres of land. That's a lot of land.
Both are squaring off, determined to get a bigger piece whenever you let go.
Yeah. Well, I got a surprise for them babies.
I ain't letting go for a long time, if that's what they're waiting for.
That's right. You just set tight and let them scratch each other's eyes out.
You bet your life.
But that Gooper's wife, she's a good breeder. You'll have to admit she's fertile.
Five head of them already and more coming.
Number six coming.
Six nothing, she'll probably drop a litter next time.
- Are you stuck out there? - Daddy, I was just passing by.
You was just sneaking and spying.
Do I have to lock all the doors to have a private conversation?
- Why hurt those that really love you? - Bull!
I'm moving you and Gooper out of that room.
It's none of your business what goes on in here between Brick and Maggie.
I hate sneaking and spying. It makes me puke!
They listen, do they?
Yeah, they listen.
They run and tell Big Mama everything they hear.
They say Maggie sleeps on the bed and you sleep on the sofa. Is that true?
If you don't like Maggie, get rid of her!
- What're you doing now? - Freshening up my drink.
- Son, you got a real liquor problem. - Yes, sir, I know.
- That's why you quit sports announcing? - I guess so. Yes, sir, that's it.
Don't guess about it, son. It's too important!
So you quit.
- Was that some disappointment? - I don't know. Do you?
I'm asking you. How should I know if you don't?
Son, do you think a shot of that whiskey would injure my spastic condition?
No, sir.
It might do it some good.
The sky is open again, boy. It's open!
That's the way to feel.
I can breathe.
All my life I've been like a doubled-up fist...
...pounding and smashing and driving!
But now I'm gonna take things easy with them.
- You know what I'm contemplating? - What's that, sir?
Pleasure!
I'll tell you, I still have a feeling for women and I'm sixty-five.
- That's mighty remarkable, Big Daddy. - Remarkable?
Admirable.
It's not only remarkable and admirable, it's downright satisfying.
- I'm gonna have me a ball. - A ball, huh?
I'll pick me a choice woman...
...and I'm gonna smother her in minks and choke her with diamonds.
Boy, I'm gonna be happy!
Why are you so restless?
- You got ants in your britches? - Yes, sir.
Why?
- Something hasn't happened yet. - What's that?
- The click in my head. - Did you say, "click"?
Yes, sir. That click in my head that makes me feel peaceful.
Boy, sometimes you worry me.
It's like a switch in my head. Turns the hot light off, and the cool one on.
All of a sudden, there's peace.
You're a real alcoholic!
That is the truth.
Yes, sir, I am an alcoholic. So, if you'll just excuse me...
- No! - I'm waiting for that click.
I don't get it unless I'm alone! I'm not talking until it's quiet!
You'll hear plenty of that in the grave. Right now we're gonna talk.
This talk is like all the others. It gets nowhere, and it's painful!