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The Comics

From: Roots play, by Arnold Wesker

Jey: What do Roie say to it?

Beatie: He don’t mind. He don't even know though. Heenty never bin here. Not in the three years I know him. But I'll tell you [she jumps up and moves around as she talks]. I used to read the comics he bought for his nephews and he used to get riled [Now Beatie begins to quote Roie, and when she does she imitate him so well in both maer and intonation that in fact as the play progresses see a picture of him through her.] "Christ, woman, but can they give you that you can be so absorbed?" so you know what I used to do? I used to get a copy of the Manchester Guardian and sit with that wide open and the comic behind!

Jey: Manchester Guardian? He don’t believe in hevin much fun then?

Beatie: That's what I used to tell him, "Fun"? He say; "fun? Playing an instrument is fun, painting is fun, reading a book is fun, talking with friends is fun, but a comic? A comic? For a young woman of twenty two?

Jey [handing out meal and sitting down herself]: He sound a queer bor to me. Sit you down and eat, gal.

Beatie: And then he'd sneak the comic away from me and read it hisself!