SANTHA—[_Takes the signed receipt; leaves the other in JUHASZ’S hand._]
You keep this one. It’s the duplicate.
JUHASZ—The duplicate ... yes. Where are you going?
SANTHA—To give this back to the cashier.
JUHASZ—Oh, yes. Thank you, Santha.
SANTHA—Don’t mention it, sir. [_He exits. There is a pause. JUHASZ stands
at left. PAULA is at extreme right. He looks at her, still balancing the
envelope full of banknotes on his palm._]
PAULA—I congratulate you, Mr. Juhasz. [_He is silent._] Now you can have
your shop back, and everything will be all right for you.
JUHASZ—[_Crosses to her._] Yes, Paula, now everything will be all right
for me. And for you, too. For now I can give you the things you want ...
fine clothes and beautiful places and all the rest.... Take it, Paula.