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MA JOAD
There, gramma! There's California.
GRANDPA JOAD
Phbbtt!
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MA JOAD
Rich fellas come up an' they die, an' their kids ain't no good an' they die out. But we keep a'comin'. We're the people that live. They can't wipe us out; they can't lick us. We'll go on forever, Pa, 'cause we're the people.
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AL JOAD
Ain't you gonna look back, Ma? Give the ol' place a last look?
MA JOAD
We're going' to California, ain't we? All right then let's go to California.
AL JOAD
That don't sound like you, Ma. You never was like that before.
MA JOAD
I never had my house pushed over before. Never had my family stuck out on the road. Never had to lose everything I had in life.
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MA JOAD
Well, Pa, a woman can change better'n a man. A man lives sorta - well, in jerks. Baby's born or somebody dies, and that's a jerk. He gets a farm or loses it, and that's a jerk. With a woman, it's all in one flow, like a stream - little eddies and waterfalls - but the river, it goes right on. Woman looks at it thata way.
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TOM JOAD
I been thinking about us, too, about our people living like pigs and good rich land layin' fallow. Or maybe one guy with a million acres and a hundred thousand farmers starvin'. And I been wonderin' if all our folks got together and yelled...
MA JOAD
Oh, Tommy, they'd drag you out and cut you down just like they done to Casy.
TOM JOAD
They'd drag me anyways. Sooner or later they'd get me for one thing if not for another. Until then...
MA JOAD
Tommy, you're not aimin' to kill nobody.
TOM JOAD
No, Ma, not that. That ain't it. It's just, well as long as I'm an outlaw anyways... maybe I can do somethin'... maybe I can just find out somethin', just scrounge around and maybe find out what it is that's wrong and see if they ain't somethin' that can be done about it. I ain't thought it out all clear, Ma. I can't. I don't know enough.
MA JOAD
How am I gonna know about ya, Tommy? Why they could kill ya and I'd never know. They could hurt ya. How am I gonna know?
TOM JOAD
Well, maybe it's like Casy says. A fellow ain't got a soul of his own, just little piece of a big soul, the one big soul that belongs to everybody, then...
MA JOAD
Then what, Tom?
TOM JOAD
Then it don't matter. I'll be all around in the dark - I'll be everywhere. Wherever you can look - wherever there's a fight, so hungry people can eat, I'll be there. Wherever there's a cop beatin' up a guy, I'll be there. I'll be in the way guys yell when they're mad. I'll be in the way kids laugh when they're hungry and they know supper's ready, and when the people are eatin' the stuff they raise and livin' in the houses they build - I'll be there, too.
MA JOAD
I don't understand it, Tom.
TOM JOAD
Me, neither, Ma, but - just somethin' I been thinkin' about.