HAPPY [moving about with energy, expressiveness]: All I can do now is wait for the merchandise manager to die. And suppose I get to be merchandise manager? He’s a good friend of mine, and he just built a terrific estate on Long Island. And he lived there about two months and sold it, and now he’s building another one. He can’t enjoy it once it’s finished. And I know that’s just what I’d do. I don’t know what the hell I’m workin’ for. Sometimes I sit in my apartment—all alone. And I think of the rent I’m paying. And it’s crazy. But then, it’s what I always wanted. My own apartment, a car, plenty of women, and still, goddamnit, I’m lonely." (Act 1)
Both stories share this same theme, the characters have so much already but keep on striving to get more. Happy has a lot of things, money, a job, women, but he still wants a better life, a better job. Gatsby also has a lot, he has money, parties, but he still wants more, he wants Daisy.
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