Source Text: RAISIN2.5Mama: Oh, Big Walter, is this the harvest of our days?
Walter: You know what I like about the Green Hat? I like this little cat they got there who blows a sax -- He blows. He talks to me. He ain't but 'bout five feet tall and he's got a conked head and his eyes is always closed and he's all music...
Mama: Walter...