ABSTRACT
BIFF {offstage): Whatta ya got, Dad? WILLY: No, you finish first. Never leave a job till you’re finished - remem
ber that. {Looking toward the ‘big trees’.) Biff, up in Albany I saw a beautiful ham
mock. I think I’ll buy it next trip, and we’ll hang it right between those two elms. Wouldn’t that be something? Just swingin’ there under those branches. Boy that would .. .
