Daddy remembers buying the clock on his European tour with Mama. He explains how Europe was nothing but a great big awful auction, and that Mama bought boxcars of crap, all of which is rotting in the basement. Daddy is a rich man, worth ten million dollars not counting his 28,000 acres of land, but a rich man cannot buy his life.
Daddy remembers his trip Barcelona, where he had to throw money at the howling, starving children to get rid of them long enough to get back in the car. In Morocco, an Arab woman sent her naked toddler to proposition him with sex. Remarking that Daddy is on a "talkin' jag" tonight, Brick moves to freshen his drink. Daddy muses that man is a beast who dies who buys and buys in hopes of buying life everlasting. Brick replies that he yearns for "solid quiet." Daddy rejoins that he will get plenty to that in the grave and asks why he is trying to shut him up. Brick replies that their talks never materialize and that nothing is said. He tries to look like he listens but he is not successful.
Anxiously Daddy closes the doors and asks if Brick has ever been terrified of anything. He thought he was done for, that he had cancer. He kept a tight mouth about death, since only pigs squeal. Man lacks the pig's comfort, however, and he is the only living thing that conceives of death.
Now, however, he can breathe again. He aims to cut loose and get himself a woman. He spent his life sleeping with Mama and never liking it. The phone rings, and Mama passes through. Brick attempts to exit to the gallery and Daddy orders him to sit. Mama is heard telling Miss Sally that Daddy is all right. She attempts to re-enter the bedroom, but Daddy holds the door closed against her. She leaves with a childlike sob.
Daddy returns to his fantasies. He plans to buy himself a choice woman, to "strip her naked and smother her in minks and choke her with diamonds" and "hump her from hell to breakfast." He shyly moves over to Brick and fondly presses his head against his son's.
Brick sighs and rises. He has not gotten the click in his head that makes him peaceful. He explains sadly that it is a "mechanical thing," turning the hot light off and the cool night on. Daddy muses that death made him blind; he did not realize his son had become an alcoholic. Brick excuses himself, since he only gets his click when alone. Their talk is "nowhere" and "painful."