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Summertime and the livin' is easy,

Fish are jumpin and the cotton is high.

Oh your daddy's rich and your ma is good lookin',

So hush, little baby, don' yo' cry.

One of these mornin's you goin' to rise up singin',

Then you'll spread yo' wings an' you'll take the sky.

But till that mornin' there's a-nothin' can harm you

With Daddy and Mammy standin' by.

Give me my boy!

Judith!

Yes!

Honey, you take the baby

I'm going' over and shoot dices with the boys for about a half hour

Allright honey, but please only for a half hour

I promise

Ah. - Good evening Mariah!

Hi and there we go

Hi Robbins

Honey, don't play tonight. Do like I say.

I been sweatin' all day.

Night time is man's time.

He got a right to forget his troubles.

He got a right to play.

If you hadn't been drinkin'

you wouldn't talk to me that way.

My ole lady is hell on

savin' money to join the buryin' lodge.

I says spend it Baby, while you is still alive and kickin'.

You're right

Summertime and the livin' is easy...

Seven come, seven come to pappy!

Throw that beautiful number!

Come seven to me! Yeah, man!

I'll bet yo' wrong. I'll bet he's right! Gettin' hot!

Come, seven! Shoot!

Made it! He made it!

...So hush, little baby, don't yo' cry!

Ol' man seven come down from heaven!

What, that chile ain't asleep yet?

Give him to me, honey, I'll fix him for you.

Lissen to yo' daddy warn you,

'Fore you start a-travelling,

Woman may born you, love you and mourn you,

But...

a woman is a sometime thing,

Yes, a woman is a sometime thing.

Oh, a woman is a sometime thing.

Yo' mammy is the first to name you,

Then she'll tie you to her apron string,

Then she'll shame you and she'll blame you

Till yo' woman comes to claim you,

'Cause

a woman is a sometime thing,

Yes, a woman is a sometime thing.

Oh, a woman is a sometime thing.

Don't you never let a woman grieve you

Jus' cause she got yo' weddin' ring.

She'll love you and deceive you,

Then she take yo' clothes and leave you

'Cause

a woman is a sometime thing.

Yes, a woman is a sometime thing.

Yes, a woman is a sometime thing.

Yes, a woman is a sometime thing.

There now, please you take over him

Here come de honey man.

Yes man, dis de honey man.

You got honey in de comb?

Yes man, I got honey in de comb.

An' is yo honey cheap?

Yes mam, my honey very cheap.

Here come de honey man.

How are you, Peter the other day?

Good. - Good!

Now gimme the money!

Now you go sit down and rest.

Hi Porgy.

Good evenin' ladies,

hello, boys!

Oh, we'll have a game

Luck's been ridin' mighty high with Porgy today.

I got a hand full of money,

goes to the first man

who's got the guts to shoot it off.

Well, come on

Take my bowl and give him some water

Come on in

Lay it down.

Guess, we'd better wait.

I see Crown comin',

looks like he ain't gonna stand no foolin'.

Is Bess with him?

Lissen to Porgy.

I think he's sof' on Crown's Bess.

I ain't nebber swap two words with Bess.

Porgy got too much sense

to look twice at that liquor guzzlin' slut.

That gal Bess ain't fit

for Gawd fearin' ladies to 'sociate with.

Always the same thing!

Between Gawd fearin' ladies

and the Gawd damnin' men

that gal ain't got a chance.

Can't you keep yo' mouth off Bess.

Didn' I tell you Porgy was sof' on her?

No, brudder,

Porgy ain't sof' on no woman;

They pass by singin',

they pass by cryin',

always lookin'.

They look in my do'

an' they keep on movin'.

When Gawd make cripple,

He mean him to be lonely.

Night time, day time,

He's got to trabble dat lonesome road.

Night time, day time,

He's got to trabble dat lonesome road.

Tell me, mam

do you like the little present

I sold to him for you

He like it

Give me a pint and make it quick.

Allright Crown

Get out of here! Come on, get out of here. Go on!

Got the best for you, Crown

Pay him, Bess.

That whiskey is jus' as weak as water.

See that hussy drinkin' like any man!

Here, Robbin

have one to the Gawd fearin' ladies.

There's nothin' like 'em, thank Gawd.

No, you don't.

Nobody is goin' to drink my licker

All right, men, I'm talkin' to you.

Who says, you're wrong!

Boxcars again.

Cover 'em, brother, cover 'em.

I goin' to pass 'em along and see if I can break my luck.

Robbins' little lady ain't allow him but fifty cent

and he can't take no chances with bad luck.

That's all right, honey boy,

I'll stake you when yo' four bits done gone.

Go ahead an' play.

You don't need no charity off no she-devils.

See what I gets for you.

Yo' woman is easy when you know the way.

Shut yo' damn mouth!

You don't give Mingo a chance to talk to the bones.

For your right.

Yo' mammy's gone

and yo' daddy's happy

Come home little bones,

come home to pappy.

Four to make.

Come four!

Crapped out!

Give me a pinch of happy dust, Sportin' Life.

Don't give him that stuff, Sportin' Life.

He's ugly drunk already.

Pay him an' shut up.

Frien' an' dice an' happy dust ain't meant to 'sociate...

You mens bes' go slow.

Leave Peter be, let him alone.

Huh, seven!

Hey!

damn it, I ain't read 'em yet.

Crown cockeyed drunk,

he can't tell dice from a watermelon;

Shut up!

Six to make!

I'll take your bets.

Six

Seven!

Porgy shoots now.

I choose that one

Oh, little stars, little stars,

Roll, roll, roll me some light,

'Leven little stars, come home, come home,

Roll dis poor beggar a sun an' a moon,

Li'l Joe. Little Joe,

Oh, no, my brother,

that ain't little Joe.

They the monin' and the evenin' stars.

An' just you watch 'em rise and shine

for this poor beggar.

Got!

Made it!

Let me loose!

Roll up your sleeve.

I pass

Get out over here

I'm a crap shootin' idiot.

Rolled out!

Nine to make, come nine!

Read 'em.

Nine spot! Nine right!

Touch that money an' meet yo' Gawd!

Take yo' hands off me, you lousy houn'.

Nobody's gettin' away with Crown's money.

Oh, stop them, someone will get hurt!

He killed him!

Wake up an' hit it out. You ain't got no time to lose.

What the matter? You done kill Robbins

and the police will be comin'.

Where you goin' hide?

They know you an' I pulls together.

Some man always willin' to take care of Bess.

Well, get this: whoever he is, he's temporary.

I'm comin' back when the hell dies down.

All right, only get out now.

That you, Sportin' Life?

Sure, and I'm the only friend you got left.

give me a pinch of happy dust.

I'm shakin' so I can hardly stand.

I'll be goin' to New York soon.

I can hide you out and take you with me.

You an' me will make a swell team.

I ain't come to that yet.

The cops ain't goin' get me for no woman.

You done bring trouble enough,

get out before the police come.

You wouldn't have a heart and let me in?

Not till hell freeze!

No way!

Can I wait here a minute?

Sure

Walk here

Sit down

Sit down, don't be afraid

Here, over here

Look!

Where did he come from?

Come on

We better go and report to the headquarter

Did I hurt you?

Don't worry

I guess, it's safe for you to go now

Can I stay here for a while?

You can stay here, as long, as you like, Bess

Where is brudder Robbins?

He's a-gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone.

I've seen him in de mornin'

wid his work clo'es on

But he's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone.

An' death touched Robbins

wid a silver knife

An' he's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone.

An' he's sittin' in de garden

by de tree of life.

An' he's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone.

Robbin is gone

Look!

It's Porgy,an' Bess is with him.

What's dat woman comin' here for?

Serena!

I don't need yo' money to bury my man.

Dis ain't Crown's money.

Porgy gave it to me.

Serena

How de saucer stand now, sister Serena?

thirteen dollars an' fifty cent.

Dat's a-comin' along fine,

you will be burying him real soon.

What am I goin' to do if I ain' got the money?

Gawd got plenty of money for de saucer.

An' he goin' to soffen dese people heart for

to fill de saucer till he spill all over.

De Lawd will provide a grave for his chillen,

Bless the Lord!

An' he got comfort for de widder.

Oh, my Jesus!

An' he goin' feed his fadderless chillen.

Yes Lawd, Truth Lawd!

An' he goin' raise dis poor sinner up out of de grave.

Allelujah!

An' set him in de shinin' seat ob de righteous.

Amen, my Jesus!

Overflow, overflow,

Oh fill up de saucer till it overflow,

Everybody helpin' now

sendin' our brudder to heaven,

Lawd, Oh Lawd,

Another saucer-burial, ha?

You're the widow?

Yes.

He did not leave any burial insurance?

No, he didn't leave nuttin'.

Well, see to it he's buried tomorrow.

Come here

You, come here

You killed Robbins an' I'm going to hang you for it!

He ain't don um! Now come on.

I swear, I ain't do it!, Sir

Who did it?

You heard me, who did it?

Crown did it. I saw him do it.

You're sure you saw him?

I swear to Gawd, I'm telling you the truth, Sir

That was easy. I thought as much.

Come on

You saw it too, didn't you?.

come on, answer, I don't want to have to put the law on you.

Look at me, beggar!

I was in my room

You're a liar.

Uncle, come on.

He saw the killing

Take him along and lock him up

How long you goin' lock him up for?

Till we catch Crown.

I reckon Crown done loose now

in de palmetto thickets,

an' dere ain' no rope long enough to hang him.

Then the old man's out of luck.

Remember,

you've got to bury that body tomorrow

or the board of health will take him

an' turn him over to the medical students.

I ain't never done nuttin', boss.

I can't puzzle this thing out.

Peter's a good man,

Crown's a killer

And there goes Peter to be locked up like a thief.

I'm goin' out, no matter what de wedder say,

It take a long pull, boy

but I'm going, yes, Sir.

Mus' be you mens forgot about de picnic.

Ain' you knows dat de p'rade start up de block at ten o'clock?

Good morning!

That's right, mens. We'll go to the picnic today

but tomorrow morning we'll push that Seagull clean to de Blackfish banks '

before we wet de anchor.

Jake, you're not goin' to take de Seagull

to de Blackfish banks, are you?

Honey, it's time for September storms.

How do you think dat boy is goin' to get de college education,

if I don' work hard an' make money, right, Porgy?

Did you ask me?

Oh, I got plenty o' nuttin',

An' nuttin's plenty fo' me.

I got no car,

got no mule,

I got no misery.

De folks wid plenty o' plenty

Got a lock on dey door.

'Fraid somebody's a

goin' to rob 'em

While dey's out amakin' more.

What for?

I got no lock on de door,

Dat's no way to be

Dey can steal de rug from de floor..

Dat's okeh wid me,

'Cause de things dat I prize

Like de stars in de skies All are free.

Oh, I got plenty o' nuttin',

An' nuttin's plenty fo' me,

I got my gal,

got my song,

Got Hebben de whole day long!

No use complainin'!

Got my gal,

got my Lawd,

got my song.

I got plenty o'nuttin',

An' nuttin's plenty fo' me.

I got de sun,

got de moon,

got de deep blue sea.

De folks wid plenty o' plenty,

Got to pray all de day.

Seems wid plenty

you sure got to worry

How to keep de debble away, away.

I ain't afrettin' 'bout hell

Till de time arrive.

Never worry long as I'm well,

Never one to strive

to be good, to be bad,

What de hell,

I is glad I's alive.

Oh, I got plenty o' nuttin'

An' nuttin's plenty fo' me.

I got my gal,

got my song,

Got Hebben de whole day long.

No use complainin',

Got my gal,

got my Lawd,

got my song!

Hello Clara, morning Jake

Lovely day for a picnic

So I think

This is a church picnnic, not for your kind

Hello, Bess,

goin' to the picnic?

No, I'm stayin' home.

Yes, picnics is all right for these small town suckers,

but you and me is use to the high life.

We understands each other.

I can't see for the life of me

what you is hangin' roun' this place for;

why, with your looks, Bess, an' your way with the boys,

there's big money for you, an' me in New York.

I can't remember ever meetin' a no good

I like less than I do you.

what about a little happy dus'

for old time sake?

I'm through with that stuff!

Tell you, I'm through!

Just a pinch,

No, not directly.

No, no, I done give up dope.

Tell that to somebody else,

nobody ever gave up happy dus'.

Oh no!

Go!

Gawd, what a grip for a piece of a man!

Sportin' Life, you stay away from my woman,

or I'll break yo' neck!

I'd like to see a lousy cripple, like you, break my neck.

Oh gawd, no!

If I get my hands on you once more,

you'll see quick enough.

Get out, you rat,

Get out, buzzard!

You remember, Bess

your man friends come and go

but Sportin' Life an' happy dus

will always be aroun'

Bess, you is my woman now,

you is, you is!

An' you mus' laugh an' sing

an' dance for two instead of one.

Want no wrinkle on yo' brow,

no-how.

Because de sorrow of de past

is all done done.

Oh, Bess, my Bess,

De real happiness is jes' begun.

Porgy, I's yo' woman now,

I is, I is!

An' I ain' never goin' nowhere

'less you shares de fun.

Dere's no wrinkle on my brow,

no how,

But I ain' goin'!

You hear me sayin',

If you ain' goin',

wid you I'm stayin'.

Porgy, I's yo' woman now,

I's yours forever

Mornin' time an' evenin time

an summer time an' winter time.

Mornin' time an' evenin' time

an summer time an' winter time,

Bess, you got yo' man.

Bess, you is my woman now,... Porgy, I's yo' woman now,...

Oh, I can't sit down.

Got to keep agoin' like de flowin' of a song.

Oh, I can't sit down

Guess I'll take my honey an' her sunny smile along.

Today I is gay an' I's free

Jes' abubblin', nothin'troublin' me.

Oh, I's gwine to town

I can't sit down.

Happy feelin', in my bones astealin'

No concealin' dat it's picnic day.

Sho's is dandy, see my sugar candy.

Life is dandy, that's the only way

because is picnic day.

Oh I can't sit down

Got to keep ajumpin' to de thumpin' of de drum!

Oh, I can't sit down.

Full of locomotion like an ocean full of rum!

Today I is gay an' I's free.

Jes' abubblin', nothin' troublin' me!

Oh, I's gwine to town

I can't, jes' can't, sit down!

What's de matter sister?

Ain't you know you goin' be late for de picnic?

I'm stayin' with porgy.

Sho' you goin', Bess. - No.

But everybody is goin'. You better help me wid my basket.

What's all dis talk about stayin' home

when ev'rybody goin' to de picnic?

I don't want to go an' leave Porgy alone.

I want you to

I want you to be so happy here with Candygirl

I know, Porgy Go, with her, Honey, go

You stay roun' here

an' you'll die of de lonesome blues.

You better hurry up.

We'll miss dat boat.

Goodbye, Porgy.

Goodbye, Bess.

Hey

Hey, wait!

I ain' got no shame

doin' what I like to do!

I ain' got no shame

doin' what I like to do!

Sun ain' got no shame;

moon ain' got no shame.

So I ain' got no shame,

doin' what I like to do!!

An' de lawd said to himself

I got to get busy an' make me some kinfolk

Yes, yeah!

And he made Adam

and he sees, that Adam got one extra rib in his back

so he take that extra rib

and he made women from his bone

I've got you

The lawd's got you

Yes, yeah!

That's right! Kinfolk!

The Lawd got you

An' the good book got you

We walk as the good book meant

It ain't necessarily so,

It ain't necessarily so.

De t'ings dat yo' li'ble

To read in de Bible,

It ain't necessarily so.

Li'l David was small, but oh my!

Li'I David was small, but oh my!

He fought big Goliath

Who lay down an' dieth,

Li'l David was small, but oh my!

Wa-doo

Zim bam boodle-oo,

Hoodle ah da wa -

Scatty wah.

Yeah!

Oh, Jonah, he lived in de whale,

Oh, Jonah, he lived in de whale

Fo' he made his home in

Dat fish's abdomen.

Oh, Jonah, he lived in de whale.

Li'l Moses was found in a stream.

Li'l Moses was found in a stream

He floated on water

Till Ole Pharaoh's daughter

She fished him, she says,

from dat stream.

Wa-doo

Zim bam boodle-oo,

Hoodle ah da wa -

Scatty wah.

Yeah!

It ain't necessarily so,

It ain't necessarily so,

Dey tell all you chillun

De debble's a villun

But 'tain't necessarily so.

Till get into Hebben,

Don' snap for a sebben!

Live clean.

Don' have no fault.

Look at me!

Oh, I takes dat gospel

Whenever it's pos'ble,

But wid a grain of salt.

Methus'lah lived nine hundred years,

Methus'lah lived nine hundred years,

But who calls dat livin'

When no gal'll give in

To no man what's nine hundred years?

Wa-doo

Zim bam boodle-oo,

Hoodle ah da wa -

Scatty wah.

I'm preachin' dis sermon to show

It ain't nessa, ain't nessa,

ain't nessa, ain't nessa

Ain't necessarily so.

Stop!

What are you doin'?

Stop it! Stop it!

Shame on all you sinners.

You call yourselves Church-members,

goes on a decent picnic

of The Lawd

An' when the Christians turn their back

you start behavin' like Sodom an' Gomorrah.

Hear that whistle

get on de boat.

all you wicked chillen!

Better hurry up, or you miss dat boat.

If dat boat leaves without me,

there'll be some sick monkeys

when I get back to Catfish Row.

I'm tellin' you, Bess!

Oh my goodness!

Hurry up!

Bess!

Crown!

I saw you lan'

I been waitin' all day for see you.

I'm almos' dead on this island.

You don' looks almos' dead,

you look bigger an 'stronger'n ever.

Oh, I got plenty to eat,

bird eggs, oysters.

But I 'm almos' dead, I'm so lonesome

wid not one person

to swap a word wid.

I'm glad you come.

I can't stay, Crown,

Crown, de boat'll go without me.

Damn dat boat!

You got any happy dus' wid you?

No,

No, I give up happy dus'

I'm livin' wid Porgy now.

an' I'm livin' decent.

Porgy? You sho' got funny tas' in men,

In a couple ob weeks I'm comin' for you.

an' you're goin' to be there,

lessen you wants to meet yo' Gawd

you gets dat?

Take yo' han's off me,

I'm goin' a miss dat boat.

You tellin' me dat you'd rather have

dat cripple dan Crown?

It's like dis, Crown,

I's the only woman Porgy ever had,

an' I'm thinkin' now,

how it will be tonight

when all those other people

go back to Catfish Row.

He'll be sittin'

an' watchin' the big front gate,

acountin' 'em off,

waitin' for Bess.

An' when the las' woman goes home to her man

an' I ain' there. . .

No!

Let me go, Crown!

You can get plenty other women.

What do I wants wid other woman?

I gots a woman an' dat's you, see!

Oh...

What you want wid Bess?

She's gettin' ole now;

Take a fine young gal

For to satisfy Crown.

Look at this chest

An' look at these arms you got.

You know how it always been with me,

These five years I've been yo' woman,

You could kick me in the street,

Then when you wanted me back,

You could whistle,

an' there I was

Back again, lickin' yo' hand.

There's plenty better lookin' gal than Bess.

What I wants

Can't you see, / wid other woman,

I'm with Porgy, / I gots a woman, yes,

Now and forever / An' dat is you,

I am his woman, / yes, dat is you, yes,

he would die without me./ I need you now an'

Oh, Crown, won't you let me go

to my man, to my man./ you're mine jus'

He is a cripple / as long as I want you.

an' needs my love, / No cripple goin'

all my love. / take my woman from me.

What you want wid Bess? / You got a man tonight

Oh, let me go to my man. . . / I'm youre man

What you want with Bess?

You ain't goin' nowhere!

Take yo' hands off me, I say,

Take yo' hands off!

Take yo' hands off me!

Hands off!

I knows you' ain' change -

wid you and me it always be the same.

No honey,

dat's all de breakfast I got time for.

It's gettin' late,

I'm on my way.

Come on, you fishermens,

it's time to trabble.

All right, Jake.

Bye, Maria.

Good mornin', Jake

Oh, I'm agoin' out to the blackfish banks,

no matter, what the weather say

And when I say, I'm goin', I mean goin',

and I'm leaving at a pretty good day.

I got a blister on my seven down blaise

I got a blister in my hand.

but I roll the road is ready for trust me, Gawd

till I'll anchor in the Promise' Lan'

It take a long pull to get there, huh!

It take a long pull to get there, huh!

It take a long pull to get there,

but I'll anchor in de Promise' Lan'

In de Promise' Lan'.

Lan'!

Go! Go!

Ask Clara for her help

Oh no!

What a long road,

ain' nobody to help me.

nobody!

De police folks put me in, Well, if it ain' ole Peter!

an' de police folks take me out

an' I ain' know yet what I done,

what I done, done, done. . .

Oh, Peter!

No, there's a rattlesnake in dem bushes

Ain' nobody to help me.

Nobody to help me?

What's de matter?

Porgy's woman very sick more'n a week now;

she went to the picnic

ain' get los' in de jungle.

an' didn' come home for two day.

I think she's goin' to sleep now;

It's been more tha a week an' she ain' no better.

Peter, welcome home, ole frien'.

Porgy, I advise you to send that girl to de countal hospital.

I won' let 'em take Bess to no hospital!

Mus' be you all forget

how I pray Clara's baby

out of the convulsions.

There ain' never been a sick person

or corpse in Catfish Row

I refused my prayers.

You pray over her, sister. You give your prayers.

Oh, doctor Jesus,

who done trouble de water in de Sea of Galilee.

Amen!

Likewise who done cas' de devil

out of de afflicted

time an' time again.

Time an' time again.

Oh, doctor Jesus,

how come you ain' lay yo' han' on dis po' sister head?

Oh, my father! Chase de devil out of her

down the steep place into de sea like you used to do

time an' time again.

Time an' time again. Oh, my Jesus!

Lif' dis po' cripple up out of de dus'!

Allelujah!

An' lif' up his woman an' make her well

time an' time again,

time an' time again,

an' save us all for Jesus sake,

Amen.

Amen.

Doctor Jesus has taken de case now, Porgy.

When the church bell strikes six

your woman is goin' to be well.

No, no, don't!

Take your hands off me, I say!

Oh dey's so fresh an' fine

An' dey's jus' off de vine

Strawberries,

strawberries,

strawberries,

Oh, dey's so fresh an' fine

An' dey's just off de vine,

Strawberries,

strawberries,

strawberries,

I'm talkin' about devil crabs

1'm talkin' about devil crabs

I'm talkin' about de food I sells

Cheap crabs, cheap crabs!

Devil crabs!

Shh! On yo' way, brother.

I'm talkin' about de food I sells

When I done talkin' about de food I sells

Talkin' about devil crab.

Hey, crab man!

Good mornin', Maria

Give me three

I's talkin' about yo' pocketbook

Give me that one

I'm talkin' about devil crabs,

and it looks like a nice good meal

cheap crabs, cheap crabs!

I will take that one

Devil crab,

I'm talkin' about de food I sells.

Now de time,

oh Gawd, now de time.

Porgy, Porgy,

Thank Gawd!

Thank Gawd, thank Gawd!

I been sick, ain't I?

You been very sick.

But now I got you back-

How long I been sick?

Over a week now.

You come back from Kittiwah

with eyes like fireballs,

an' Maria put you into bed,

you didn' even know me.

What's de matter, Bess?

I guess I ain' know nuttin' wid de fever,

or I ain' come back at all.

Dat's all right Honey,

I know you been with Crown.

How do you know?

Gawd give cripple

to understan' much things

he don' give strong men.

You don' want me to go away?

No, I don' want you to go away.

How things stan' between you an' Crown?

He's comin' for me

when de cotton comes to town.

You goin'?

I tell 'im, yes.

I can' try to keep no woman

who don't want to stay.

If you wants to go to Crown,

Dat's for you to say.

I don' want to, Porgy,

but when I see him

he's like he hypnotize me.

Then when he touches me

Bess, Bess

If dere warn't no Crown,

if dere was only jus' you an' Porgy,

what den?

I loves you, Porgy,

Don' let him take me,

Don' let him handle me

an' drive me mad.

If you kin keep me,

I wants to stay here

wid you forever,

An' I'd be glad.

There, there, Bess,

you don' need to be afraid no mo',

You's picked up happiness

and laid yo' worries down.

You goin' to live easy,

you goin' to live high.

You goin' to outshine

every woman in dis town.

An' remember,

when Crown come

that's my business!

Girl!

I loves you, Porgy,... What you think I is, anyway,

To let another feller steal my woman?

If you wants to stay wid Porgy,

you goin' stay.

You got a home now, Honey,

an' you got love.

So no mo' cryin',

can't you understan'?

You goin' to go about yo' business,

singin' 'cause

You got Porgy,

You are my man! You got a man!

Why you've been stayin' on the street near the water so long, Clara?

It's getting dark

I hate to think that Jake is out there when it's gettin' dark in th daytime

You got no cause to worry 'bout yo' man.

I've never seen de water look so black.

Just sittin' there waitin',

an' holdin' its breath,

waitin' for dat hurricane bell.

Hurricane bell!

Lawd chile, dere ain' goin' be no hurricane.

I'm gettin' ole now an' I have heared dat bell

ring but fo' times in my life.

You go 'long to your baby now an' quiet down.

I'll be home soon

Come here, boys, take these chairs!

Clara, come on with me, child!

Come on

Clara, sing wid us, honey,

don' you know, song make you forget yo' trouble.

An' lif' up dat burden of sorrow

offen yo' heart.

I'm almos' lose my mind wid yo' singing

Got to sing praises to de Lawd,

Gabriel soun' dat trumpet

de graveya'ds spew up de dead.

All we had storm befo',

I ain't so sure this is Judgment Day.

Well, anyhow,

it ain' no time fo' takin' no chances.

One of dese mornings

you goin' to rise up singin',

Den you'll spread yo wings

an' you'll take de sky,

But till dat morning

dere's a nothin' can harm you

Wid Daddy an' Mammy standin' by.

Lawd hab mercy on our soul.

What makes you so still, Bess,

You're not afraid, is you Honey?

I'm jus' thinkin',

you know what I'm thinkin' about?

You're thinkin' what dis storm mus' be like

atramplin' over de sea islands,

The waves mus' be runnin' clean

across Kittiwah.

An' nobody could live in a storm like this

on that island.

I guess you got me for keeps, Porgy.

Oh, dere's somebody knockin' at de do',

Oh, dere's somebody knockin' at de do',

Oh, Mary,

Oh, Marta,

dere's somebody knockin' at de do'.

I hear Death knockin' at de do'.

You didn' hear nothing, nobody does.

I hear Death knockin' at de do'.

Open de do', Mingo,

an' show Peter dere ain' nobody dere.

You is a fine parcel of Christians!

Shut a friend out in a storm like dis!

Whose friend are you?

I'm yo' frien', Sister.

Oh, here's de woman I'm lookin' fo'.

Why don' you come an' say hello to yo' man?

I'm not your woman!

It's sho' time I was comin' back for you, sweet Bess

You ain't done much for yo'self while I been gone.

Ain' dere no whole ones left?

Keep yo' mouth off Porgy.

Woman, do you want to meet yo' Gawd?

Come here!

Porgy is my man now!

You call dat a man?

Woman,

I got de forgivin' nature

an' I'm goin' to take you back.

Take yo' han' off me.

You better behave yo'self in dis storm!

Don' you know, Gawd might strike you dead!

If Gawd want to kill me,

He had plenty of chance

'tween here an' Kittiwah Island.

Me an' Him havin' it out all de way from Kittiwah,

firs' Him on top, den me on top.

There ain' nothin'

He likes better den a scrap wid a man.

Gawd an' me is frien'!

Dyo' hear dat? Gawd's laughin' at you!

Oh, de Lawd shake de Heavens

an' de Lawd rock de groun'

Stop! I said shut up!

What are you tryin' to say?

What are you doin'?

Shut up!

I didn't come all the way from Kittiwah

to sit up wid no corpses.

Dat s right, drown them out,

don' let them sing.

How 'bout dis one, Big Frien'?

A red-headed woman

makes a cho-choo jump its track.

A red-headed woman

she can make it jump right back.

Oh, she's jus' nature's child,

She's got somethin' dat drives men wild.

A red-headed woman's

gonna take you

wedder you're White, yellow or black.

Show me the red-head

that kin make a fool of me!

Oh, she ain' existin'

on de lan' or on de sea.

Oh, you kin knock me down

If dey don't fall for Brudder Crown.

Oh, show me de redhead

dat kin make a lousy fool of me.

Jake! Oh, Jake!

Oh, he's dead!

Bess, look for my baby till I come back!

Jake! Oh no!

Clara shouldn't to be out dere all by herself.

Somebody go to her!

Ain't dere no man here?

Yeah, where is a man?

Porgy, what you sittin' dere for?

Don't you hear yo' woman callin' for a man?

Looks to me

like dere ain' only one man 'roun' here!

All right, I'm goin' out to get Clara,

then I'm comin' back to get you.

All right, Big Frien',

we's on for another bout!

Clara, Clara,

don't you be downhearted,

Clara, Clara,

don't you be sad an' lonesome.

Jesus is walkin' on de water.

Rise up an' follow Him home.

Oh, Lawd,

oh my Jesus,

rise up an' follow Him home.

don't you be downhearted,

Jake, Jake,

don't you be sad an' lonesome,

You low-lived skunk,

ain' you got no shame,

laughin' at them po' womens singin' for their mens

los' in the storm !

I ain't see no sense

in makin' such a fuss

of a man that's already dead;

when a woman loses her man

dere's plenty men still livin'

that like a nice lookin' gal.

I know it ain' dem gals you're after,

an' you see, Bess ain't got no use for you,

can't you see, Bess got a man?

I see more'n dat, good Sister,

I see she got two men.

What do you mean by dat?

Bess got two men?

Crown's dead ain't he?

I ain' tellin' you nothin',

but when a gal's got one man,

she got him for keeps, maybe

but when she got two mens,

there's apt to be a carvin',

den de cops comes

an' they takes de leavin's.

An' pretty soon she ain't got none.

Now you got that out, Sportin' Life, cut it out!

I'm goin' to squash you like a bone

I'm goin' to squash you so flat

that nobody will be able to triple you!

get out over here!

Bess!

What do we are goin' to do with that poor motherless baby?

What do yo' mean, we?

I jus' mean, we!

Mus' be, Clara came back from the dead

an say some to you I don' hear

I don' hear sayin' nothin' 'bout me

Nobody is goin' to give this child

of proper christian raisen an' you ain' the one

What do yo' mean: I ain't the one?

Who said that?

Clara says, the baby says?

The baby don' say nothing to mean that.

He thinks already, I'm his mom.

Don' tell him, I ain't.

Please Serena, don' tell him, I ain't.

Bess was sick,

you prayed for her to live

Let her live, Serena!

Summertime

an' the livin' is easy,

Fish are jumpin'

an 'the cotton is high.

Oh yo' daddy's rich

an yo' ma is good lookin'

so hush, little baby,

don' you cry, Ah.

Crown, crown!

Come in! Come in!

There's a body like that,

What are you here around huntin' for death?

I ain't huntin' for death

I'm after my woman!

Leave alone, Crone!

She's fixed for life with Porgy now.

Why ain't you get out of here and give that girl a chance?

Take's a long time to learn my woman.

We're inverse! We've fight out all these past five years now.

Crown, if you are figurin' of doin' anythin' to her... Hush!

Jus' come how to see how Bess is after the hurricane.

She's allright.

That's all I wan' to know.

Porgy!

My man!

Good mornin', Maria!

Good mornin', Eddy!

Dirty dumb hurricane got no sense but to plough.

Wreck up the houses, mash up the windows

Hurricane get no sense at all!

The police waggons comin'!

See? Nobody lives here!

We'll put the widow through first.

Serena! Serena Robbins!

You come out here Serena Robbins,

and make it damn quick!

Serena have been in her bed sick for three days

an' I've been with her all de time.

You tell her if she don't come out here

I'll put her in the wagon and run her right in.

Serena Robbins, where were you last night?

I been sick in this bed for three days an' three nights.

An' we've been nursin' her all dat time.

Dat's de Gawd's truth.

Would you swear to that?

Yes, Sir, we swear to that.

There you are, an air-tight alibi.

Serena Robbins, you come down here!

Now just two months ago right here

Crown killed your husband, didn't he?

Actually you'll either talk here or in jail.

Did Crown kill you husband, yes or no?

We swear to dat, Sir.

And last night right here Crown got here, didn't he?

Goin' along,

ain' dat gentleman say we got an "alabi"?

Was Crown killed here last night - yes or no?

We ain' see nuttin', Sir.

We been in dis room

three days an' three nights an' de window been closed.

Serena!

You mean tell me

the man who killed your husband was murdered in this court yarden,

and you didn't know it?

We ain' see nuttin', Sir.

We been in dis room

Three days an' three nights.

An' de windows been closed.

You might as well argue with a parrot,

you'll never break their story.

We'll try the the butcher over there.

Pretty good, that cleaver

How are you tonight?

Yo' good slice the sharper the knife.

What about a man?

Depends on the man!

Some men too tough to kill with a knife!

Yo' got to wapp off their head!

How about Crown?

Oh, he's a top with the deal

He is, huh?

Now, he was stepped, he was strangled

and he was dumped into the ocean.

I wouldn't kill Crown!

Might make him a little sick

Crown is dead!

Well, what do yo' know?

What do you know, Maria?

Me?

I don' know nothin!

I'm the know-nothiest woman on catfish row!

I'm lovable

an' when I'm down...

What we can do, is get somebody

right there to identify the body.

I'll get you a witness for your inquest.

Step over here, I'll put the cripple through.

All right, come on out, both you beggars!

step lively!

What's your name?

Porgy. You know me, Sir.

You see me on Meetin' Street.

Oh, of course - you're the goat man,

I didn't reckognize you without your wagon.

I'm the coroner, not a policeman.

Now this dead one, Crown,

you knew him by sight, didn't you?

You'd know him if you saw him again?

Seems like I remember him, when he used to come here around.

Well, you're goin' to look at him again, right now. Come on!

Nothing to be afraid of.

All you've got to do is to view the body as a witness,

and tell us who it is.

You mean, look at Crown's face...

That's all.

I would be the only man in that room?

Just you an' Crown,

if you can still call him one.

Can I take somebody with me?

Can I take my wife?

You can't take nobody, not even yout goat.

Now get this...

I have summoned you an' you have to go.

or you'll go to jail for contempt of court.

What I goin' to do?

Got to go, Porgy,

maybe you can jus' make like yo' look at him,

an' keep yo' eyes shut;

Only goin' to be a witness, that's all.

Ain't so sure about that.

All I know is that when

the man that killed Crown walks in that room an' looks at him.

Crown's wound are goin' to begin to bleed!

Jesus!

That's one sure way the cops come to know who killed him.

Can't look at Crown!

Gawd, what am I goin' do?

I ain' goin' look on Crown!

Then run, Porgy!

Run!

You'll look at Crown's face!

I won't look at Crown's face!

You'll look on Crown's face!

I won't look at Crown's face!

Oh, no!

They goin' a make him look on Crowns's face!

Sister,

that cripple ain' goin' be no witness now.

They goin' lock him up in jail

Not for long, Sportin' Life!

Not for long.

Maybe one year,

maybe two year,

maybe--

No!

He look on Crown,

Crown's wound is goin' to bleed

An' when Porgy see that

he goin' give himself away

an' he's done for!

The detective

will acome and take him,

put him in jail.

You'll die of nerves!

No! Oh no!

But cheer up!

Oh no!

Cheer up!

Ole Sportin' Life's got de stuff

that's goin' to scare away dem lonesome blues.

No, I ain' want none of dat stuff,

Take dat stuff away, I tell you! I don't want it! I don't want it!

That's a stuff, ain' it?

An' remembuh, Bess,

there's plenty more

where that come from.

There's a boat dat's leavin' soon for New York.

Come wid me,

dat's where we belong, sister.

You an' me can live dat high life in New York.

Come wid me,

dere you can't go wrong, sister.

I'll buy you de swellest mansion

Up on upper Fi'th Avenue

An' through Harlem we'll go struttin',

We'll go astruttin',

An' dere'll be nuttin'

Too good for you.

I'll dress you in silks and satins

In de latest Paris styles.

And your blues you'll be forgettin',

You'll be forgettin',

There'll be no frettin'

Jes nothin' but smiles.

Come along wid me,

That's de place,

Don't be a fool,

come along, come along!

There's a boat

dat's leavin' soon for New York

Come wid me,

dat's where we belong, sister,

Dat's where we belong!

Come on, Bess!

You 're a rattlesnake! That's what you are!

You're a rattlesnake!

An' I don' want anythin' with a dead eye here

You're a - a dirty stinkin' rattlesnake!

Don't want a second shot?

All right,

I'll leave it here, Bess.

Maybe you'll change yo' mind.

Good mornin'!

Mornin', Missy!

Good mornin', Serena!

It's Porgy!

Porgy's home!

Porgy, it's good to see you

What happened in the jail?

Yeah , Porgy?

Those folks didn' put nuthin' over on me.

They take me in a room with Crown.

I look on Crown's face.

You looked on Crown's face, Porgy?

I sure did!

An' his wound didn't bleed either.

I don' want you let on I'm home yet.

Scipio, go back an get me those luggage

I got a surprise for Bess.

Sweet Bess,

an' I don' wants her to know, 'til I get ev'rything ready.

Thank you, Scipio

That's for you, boy.

Maria!

You get underneath dat,

an' make all de bluejays an' de redbirds jealous.

Isn't it de style for my Bess though?

You know, she's one gal

who always looks so good in red.

Look at that gut!

Hey, hey, ev'rybody;

I guess I'm de firs' man,

who wen' to jail po' and came out rich;

All de time I got my little action with me, you know

An' I ran t'ru those crap-shootin' polecats

like winds thru the trees!

Maria?

I know, de baby ain' big enough

to wear anythin' like dis yet,

he's growin'.

Isn't that nice?

Bess,

Bess, Porgy's home!

Wait till dat gal sees me.

Mingo,

Yes, Porgy, what is?

What's the matter with you?

Is sure, it's a funny welcome

for a feller who's jus' got out of jail

for beein' in contemp' of court?

Ah, Serena!

Hello, Porgy!

You always sho' work fast.

Here I am gone a week,

an' you come up wid a new baby.

Hey,

dat's Bess' baby.

Where did you get it?

Where is Bess?

Where's my Bess?

Maria, where's Bess?

You tell me quick now

I told you, the woman is no good fo' you.

I ain' askin' yo' opinion.

Oh, Bess,

oh where's my Bess,

Won't somebody tell me where?

I ain' care what she say,

I ain' care what she done,

won't somebody tell me

where's my Bess?

Bess,

Oh, Lawd,

My Bess!

I want her now,

Widout her I can't go on.

I counted de days

dat I was gone

Till I got home

to see her face.

Won't somebody tell me

where's my Bess?

I want her so,

my gal,

my Bess,

where is she?

Oh Gawd,

in yo' big Heav'n

please show me

where I mus' go,

oh give me de strength,

show me de way!

Tell me de truth,

where is she,

where is my gal,

where is my Bess!

She's is gone. Porgy.

An' dirty talks would make her believe

you were locked up there,

gone for the rest of your days.

And she believed him.

She got very low in mind. She's gone.

She was no good for you, Porgy.

or she'd never gone away.

Now, you try to get about this.

Bess is dead?

She's worse than dead, Porgy,

She gave herself to de debbil,

she's still livin',

she's gone far away.

Alive, Bess is alive!

Where's she gone?

Noo York.

I hear you say Noo York.

Where's dat?

Thousand miles from here.

Which way Noo York?

It's way up North.

is way pas' de custom house.

Bring my goat, Scipio!

Oh, what do you want with your goat, Porgy?

You bes' not go any place.

Hurry boy, bring my goat!

You'd better stay wid yo' frien', Porgy,

Bring the goat. - You'll be happy here. Bring my goat, Scipio!

You won't find her, Porgy!

For the Lord's sake, Porgy,

where are you goin'?

Where are you goin' Porgy?

Ain't you say Bess gone to Noo York?

Dat's where I goin',

I got to be wid Bess.

Gawd help me to fin' her.

I'm on my way.

Bless you, honey!

Good luck, Porgy!

Oh Lawd,

I'm on my way.

I'm on my way

to a Heav'nly Lan',

I'll ride

dat long, long road.

If You are there

to guide my han'.

Oh Lawd,

I'm on my way.

I'm on my way

to a Heav'nly Lan'-

Oh Lawd.

It's a long, long way,

but You'll be there

to take my han'.

Oh Lawd.

I'm on my way

I'm on my way

to a Heav'nly Lan'-

Oh Lawd.

I'm on my way!

an' You'll be there

to take my han'!

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