Act 2, Scene 4, "Hard"

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"Hard"

JOMORRA: OH MY GIRL, MY DEAR LITTLE GIRL,
LIFE IS SO HARD FOR THE LIVING.
SO HARD TO GROW UP,
SO HARD TO GROW OLD
IN A WORLD THAT IS SO UNFORGIVING.

         LIFE'S HARD,
         SO HARD.
         SOMETIMES YOU ASK YOURSELF
         "WHY COME SO FAR?"
         LIFE'S HARD,
         SO HARD,
         SOMETIMES.

IMACULATA: OH, PAPA...
HE GETS SO DEPRESSED.
STAYS IN HIS WHEELCHAIR ALL NIGHT,
REFUSING TO REST.
AND WHEN HE DOES SOMETIMES SLEEP,
HE TURNS OVER IN BED,
STRUGGLING WITH LEGS
HE STILL HAS IN HIS HEAD,
STRUGGLING TO LIVE
IN THE LAND OF THE DEAD.
OH, PAPA...

IMACULATA: LIFE'S HARD,   //   JOMORRA: -----
         SO HARD.   //   -----
         SOMETIMES YOU ASK YOURSELF   //   -----
         "WHY COME SO FAR?"   //   -----
         LIFE'S HARD,   //   LIFE'S HARD,
         SO HARD,   //   SO HARD,
         SOMETIMES.   //   SOMETIMES YOU ASK YOURSELF
         -----   //   "WHY COME SO FAR?"
         -----   //   LIFE'S HARD,
         -----   //   SO HARD,
         -----   //   SOMETIMES.

JOMORRA: It's okay, dear. Everything's alright.

IMACULATA: Who are you?

JOMORRA: You called me Papa...

IMACULATA: ...I don't have any Papa. He disappeared. Probably in Miami by now.

JOMORRA: Come now, your Papa hasn't been to Miami for a long time. He's right here.

IMACULATA: Who? You?

JOMORRA: Well?

IMACULATA: You're not my father.

JOMORRA: Oh, don't look at these rags. Ignore the smell, I smell horrible. It's just for show, that's all this is.

IMACULATA: You're not my father... because my father wouldn't have stuck around.

(There is a knock. IMACULATA answers it and find the MISSIONARY, atop his stilts, in the doorway.)

MISSIONARY: Buenas noches, señorita... May I come in?

IMACULATA: What do you want?

MISSIONARY: Oh nothing, nothing, mi chiquitita. Just being a good neighbor.

IMACULATA: ...Sorry, I'm just... very tense. I'm sorry.

MISSIONARY: Oh, no problema, that's alright.

JOMORRA: Tell her about that night. I was with you, you know what happened.

MISSIONARY: That noche... Indeed.

IMACULATA: My father, he's not really dead, is he. He's hiding out in Miami. You faked his death for him and took him there. He's alive, isn't he...

MISSIONARY: ...Your father is as dead as he ever was. Lo siento.

IMACULATA: What's that supposed to mean?

MISSIONARY: Just giving you the facts, Señorita. It can mean what you want it to mean.

JOMORRA: Tell her the truth, it's okay, I... I want you to.


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