斯坦利·克雷默《誰來晚餐》Guess Who's Coming to Dinner
John:
You listen to me. You say you don't want to tell me how to live my life.
So what do you think you've been doing? You tell me what rights I've got or
haven't got, and what I owe to you for what you've done for me. Let me tell
you something. I owe you nothing! If you carried that bag a million miles,
you did what you're supposed to do! Because you brought me into this world.
And from that day you owed me everything you could ever do for me like I will
owe my son if I ever have another. But you don't own me! You can't tell me
when or where I'm out of line, or try to get me to live my life according to
your rules. You don't even know what I am, Dad, you don't know who I am.
You don't know how I feel, what I think. And if I tried to explain it the
rest of your life you will never understand. You are 30 years older than
I am. You and your whole lousy generation believes the way it was for you
is the way it's got to be. And not until your whole generation has lain
down and died will the dead weight of you be off our backs! You understand,
you've got to get off my back! Dad... Dad, you're my father. I'm your son.
I love you. I always have and I always will. But you think of yourself as
a colored man. I think of myself as a man. Now, I've got a decision to make,
hm? And I've got to make it alone, and I gotta make it in a hurry. So would
you go out there and see after my mother?
You listen to me. You say you don't want to tell me how to live my life.
So what do you think you've been doing? You tell me what rights I've got or
haven't got, and what I owe to you for what you've done for me. Let me tell
you something. I owe you nothing! If you carried that bag a million miles,
you did what you're supposed to do! Because you brought me into this world.
And from that day you owed me everything you could ever do for me like I will
owe my son if I ever have another. But you don't own me! You can't tell me
when or where I'm out of line, or try to get me to live my life according to
your rules. You don't even know what I am, Dad, you don't know who I am.
You don't know how I feel, what I think. And if I tried to explain it the
rest of your life you will never understand. You are 30 years older than
I am. You and your whole lousy generation believes the way it was for you
is the way it's got to be. And not until your whole generation has lain
down and died will the dead weight of you be off our backs! You understand,
you've got to get off my back! Dad... Dad, you're my father. I'm your son.
I love you. I always have and I always will. But you think of yourself as
a colored man. I think of myself as a man. Now, I've got a decision to make,
hm? And I've got to make it alone, and I gotta make it in a hurry. So would
you go out there and see after my mother?