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PARRIS: SCENE 1
DPTC Crucible cut - scene 1: Reverend Samuel Parris lines
| Cue | Line |
|---|---|
| Tituba: My Betty be hearty soon? | Out of here! |
| Tituba: Betty not goin’ die… | Out of my sight! Out of my… Oh, my god! God help me! Dear child. Will you wake, will you open up your eyes! Betty, little one… |
| Abigail: Uncle? Susanna Wallcott’s here from Doctor Griggs. | Oh? The doctor. Let her come, let her come. |
| Susanna: …you might look to unnatural things for the cause of it. | No—no. There be no unnatural causes here. Tell him I have sent for Reverend Hale of Beverly, and Mister Hale will surely confirm that. Let him look to medicine, and put out all thought of Unnatural causes here. There be none. |
| Abigail: Speak nothin’ of it in the village, Susanna | Go directly home and speak nothin’ of unnatural causes. |
| Abigail: Uncle, the rumor of witchcraft is all about; i think you’d best go down and deny it yourself | And what shall i say to them? That my daughter and neice i discovered dancing like heathen in the forest?! |
| Abigail: …witchcraft; Betty’s not witched. | Abigail, i cannot go before the congregation when i know you have not opened with me. What did you do with her in the forest? |
| Abigail: …fainted. And there’s the whole of it. | Child— |
| Abigail: i would never hurt Betty, i love her dearly, i… | Now look you child— i have no desire to punish you; that will come in it’s time. But if you trafficked with spirits in the forest i must know it— |
| Abigail: but we never conjured spirits. | Then why can she not move herself since midnight? This child is desperate! It must come out- let me know what you have done there. Abigail, do you understand that I have many enemies? |
| Abigail: i know it, uncle. | There is a faction that is sworn to drive me from my pulpit. Do you understand that? |
| Abigail: i think so, sir. | Now then— my own household is discovered to be the very center of some obscene practice. Abominations are done in the forest… |
| Abigail: it were only sport, uncle! | I saw Tituba waving her arms over the fire when i came on you; why were she doing that? And i heard a screeching comin’ from her mouth… |
| Abigail: She always sings her barbados songs, and we dance. | I cannot blink what i saw, Abigail— for my enemies will not blink it. I saw a dress lying in the grass. |
| Abigail: a dress? | Aye, a dress. And i thought i saw a… someone naked running through the trees! |
| Abigail: no one was naked! You mistake yourself, uncle! | I saw it! Now tell me true, Abigail. Now my ministry's at stake. My ministry and perhaps your cousin's life... whatever abomination you have done, give me all of it now, for I dare not be taken unaware when I go before them down there. |
| Abigail: there is nothin’ more. I swear it, uncle | Abigail, you compromise my very character. I have given you a home, child, I have put clothes upon your back— now give me upright, answer— Is there any other cause than you have told me, for Goody Proctor discharging you? It has troubled me that you are… |
| Abigail: they want slave, not such as i. | Why, Goody Putnum, come in! |
| Ann: …stroke of hell upon you… | No, Goody Putnum, it is… |
| Ann: how high did she fly, how high? | No— no, she never flew… |
| Ann: …come down light as a bird, he says! | Now, look you, Goody Putnum; she never— Oh, good morning, Mister Putnam… |
| Putnum: It is a providence the thing is out now! It is a providence. | What’s out, sir, what’s…? |
| Putnum: why her eyes is closed! Look you, ann | Your little Ruth is sick? |
| Ann: …it’s death drivin’ into them forked and hoofed. | Oh, pray not! Why, how does your child ail? |
| Putnum: they say you’ve set for Reverend Hale of Beverly? | A precaution only. He has much experience in all demonic arts, and I… |
| Ann: He has indeed, and found a witch in Beverly last year, and let you remember that. | Now, Goody Ann, they only thought that were a witch, and i am certain there be no element of witchcraft here. |
| Putnum: No witchcraft! Now look you, mister parris… | Thomas, Thomas, I pray you, leap not to witchcraft. I know that you, you least of all, Thomas, would ever wish so disastrous a charge laid upon me. We cannot leap to witchcraft. |
| Putnum: …there are hurtful, vengeful spirits layin’ hands on these children. | But Thomas, you cannot… |
| Ann: …I see her turning strange. A secret child she has become this year, and so i thought to send her to your tituba— | To Tituba! What may Tituba…? |
| Ann: Tituba knows how to speak to the dead, Mister Parris. | Goody Ann, it is a formidable sin to conjure up the dead! |
| Ann: i take it on my soul, but who else may surely tell us what person murdered my babies. | Woman! |
| Putnum: … let your enemies make of it what they will, you cannot blink it more. | (To Abigail) Then you were conjuring spirits last night. |
| Abigail: not i, sir, not i.— Tituba and Ruth. | Now i am undone. |
| Putnum: … declare it yourself. You have discovered witchcraft… | In my house?! In my house Thomas?— they will topple me with this! They will make of it a… |
| Mercy: i’d fear no more, good putnum, it were a grand sneeze; another like it will shake her wits together, i’m sure. | Will you leave me now, Thomas, i would pray a while alone… |
| Abigail: uncle, you;ve prayed since midnight. Why do you not go down and…? | No— no, I’ll wait till Mister Hale arrive. |
| Putnum: …they’re thirsting for your word, Mister! Surely you’ll pray with them. | I have no stomach for disputation this morning. I will lead them in psalm. But let you say nothing of witchcraft yet. I will not discuss it. The cause Is yet unknown. I have had enough contention since I came, I want no more. |
| Mercy: aye, mum. (Ann goes out.) | If she starts for the window, cry for me at once. (Crossing to door.)…There is a terrible power in her arms today. |
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