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A streetcar named desire Scene 4

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Blanche: Stella?
Stella: Hmph?
Blanche: Baby, my baby sister!
Stella: Blanche, what is the matter with you?
Blanche: He's left?
Stella: Stan? Yes.
Blanche: Will he be back?
Stella: He's gone to get the car greased. Why?
Blanche: Why!- I've been half crazy, Stella! When i found out you'd been insane enough to come back in here after what happened! - I started to rush in after you.
Stella: I'm glad you didn't.
Blanche: What on earth were you thinking of? Answer me! What? What?
Stella: Please, Blanche! Sit down and stop yelling.
Blanche: All right, Stella. I will repeat the question quietly now. How could you come back in this place last night? Why, you must have slept with him!
Stella: Blanch, I'd forgotten how excitable you are. You're making much too much fuss about this.
Blanche: Am I?
Stella: Yes, you are, Blanche. I know how it must have seemed to you, and I'm awful sorry it had to happen, but it wasn't anything as serious as you seem to take it. In the first place when men are drinking and playing poker anything can happen. It's always a powder-keg. He didn't know what he was doing... He was as good as a lamb when I came back and he's really very, very ashamed of himself.
Blanche: And that- that makes it all right?
Stella: No, it isn't all right for anybody to make such a terrible row, but- people do sometimes. Stanley's always smashed things. Why, on our wedding night- soon as we came in here- he snatched off one of my slippers and rushed about the place smashing the light-bulbs with it.
Blanche: He did- what?
Stella: He smashed all the light-bulbs with the heel of my slipper!
Blanche: And you- you let him- you didn't run, you didn't scream?
Stella: was sort of- thrilled by it. Eunice and you had breakfast?
Blanche: Do you suppose I wanted any breakfast?
Stella: There's some coffee left on the stove.
Blanche: You're so- matter of fact about it, Stella.
Stella: What other can I be? He's taken the radio to get it fixed. It didn't land on the pavement, so only one tube was smashed. (Smile)
Blanche: And you are standing there smiling!
Stella: What do you want me to do?
Blanche: Pull yourself together and face the facts.
Stella: What are they, in your opinion?
Blanche: In my opinion? You're married to a madman.
Stella:No!
Blanche: Yes, You are, your fix is worse than mine is! Only you're not being sensible about it. I'm going to do something. Get hold of myself and make a new life!
Stella: Yes?
Blanche: But you've given in. And that isn't right, you're not old! you can get out.
Stella: I'm not in anything I want to get out of.
Blanche: What- Stella?
Stella: I said I am not in anything I have a desire to get out of. Look at the mess in this room!- And those empty bottles! They went through two cases last night! He promised this morning he was going to quit having these poker parties, but you know how long such a promise is going to keep. Oh, well, it's his pleasure, like mine is movies and bridge. People have got to tolerate each other's habits, I guess.
Blanche: I don't understand you. I don't understand your indifference. Is this a Chinese philosophy you've- cultivated?
Stella: Is what- what?
Blanche: This- shuffling about and mumbling- "one tube smashed- beer bottles- mess in the kitchen!"- as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. Are you deliberately shaking that thing in my face?
Stella: No
Blanche: Stop it! Put it down! I won't have you cleaning up after him!
Stella: Then who's going to do it? Are you?
Blanche: I--? I!
Stella: No, I didn't think so.
Blanche: Oh, let me think, if only my mind would function!- we've got to get hold of some money, that's the way out!
Stella: I guess that money is always nice to get hold of.
Blanche: Now listen to me. I have an idea of some kind. Do you remember Shep Huntleigh?
Stella: No.
Blanche: Of course you remember Shep Huntleigh. I went out with him at college and wore his pin for a while. Well-
Stella: Well?
Blanche: I ran into him last winter. You know I went to Miami during the Christmas holidays?
Stella: No.
Blanche: Well, I did. I took the trip as an investment, thinking I'd meet someone with a million dollars.
Stella: Did you?
Blanche: Yes, I ran into Shep Huntleigh-- I ran into him on Biscayne Boulevard on Christmas eve about dusk... getting into his car--- Cadillac convertible, must have been a block long!
Stella: I should think it would have been inconvenient in traffic!
Blanche: You've heard of oil wells?
Stella: Yes, remotely.
Blanche: He has them all over Texas. Texas is literally spouting gold in his pocket.
Stella: my, my!
Blanche: Y'know how indifferent I am to money. I think of money only in terms of what of what it does for you. But he could do it, he could certainly do it!
Stella: Do what, Blanche?
Blanche: Why-- set us up in a-- shop!
Stella: What kind of shop?
Blanche: Oh, a-- shop of some kind! - he could do it with half what his wife throws away at the races.
Stella: Oh he's married?
Blanche: Honey, would I be here if he wasn't married? How do I get to Western Union? Operator! Western Union!
Stella: That's a dial phone, honey.
Blanche: I can't dial, I'm too-
Stella: Just dial "O"
Blanche: "O"?
Stella: Yes, "O" for operator!
Blanche: Give me a pencil. where is a slip of paper? I've got to write it down first- the message, I mean... Now then-- let me see-- "Darling Shep, Sister and I in desperate situation."
Stella: I beg your pardon!
Blanche: "Sister and I in desperate situation. Will explain details later. Would you be interested in--? Would you be- interested in.." You never get anywhere with direct appeals!
Stella: Darling don't be so ridiculous!
Blanche: But i'll think of something, I've got to think of- something! Don't, don't laugh at me, Stella! Please, please don't laugh at me-- I want you to look at the contents of my purse! Here's what;s in it! Sixty-five measly cents in coin of the realm!
Stella: Stanley doesn't give me a regular allowance, he likes to pay bills himself, but-- this morning he gave me ten dollars to smooth things over. You take five of it, Blanche, and I'll keep the rest.
Blanche: Oh, no. No, Stella!
Stella: I know how it helps your morale just having a little pocket money on you.
Blanche: No, thank you- I'll take to the streets!
Stella: Take sense! How did you happen to get so low on funds?
Blanche: Money goes- it just goes places. Some time today I've got to get hold of a Bromo!
Stella: I'll fix you one now.
Blanche: not yet- I've got to keep thinking.
Stella: I wish you'd just let things go, at least for a- while...
Blanche: Stella, I can't live with him! You can, he's your husband. But how could I stay here with him after last night, with just these curtains between us?
Stella: Blanche, you saw him at his worst last night.
Blanche: top of pg. 49

But the only way to live with such a man is to- go to bed with him! And that's your job- not mine!
Stella: After you've rested a little, you'll see it's going to work out. You don't have to worry about anything while you're here. I mean- expenses..
Blanche: Stella, I have a plan for us both to get us both out!
Stella: Will you stop taking it for granted that I am in something I want to get out of?
Blanche: I take it for granted that you still have sufficient memory of Belle Reve to find this place and these poker players impossible to live with.
Stella: Well, you're taking entirely too much for granted.
Blanche: I can't believe you're in earnest.
Stella: No?
Blanche: I understand how it happened- a little. You saw him in uniform, an officer, not here but-
Stella: I'm not sure it would have made any difference where I saw him.
Blanche: Now don't tell me it was one of those mysterious eletric things between people!- If you do, i'll laugh in your face.
Stella: I am not going to say anything more at all about it.
Blanche: All right, then don't!
Stella: but there are things that happen between a man and a woman in the dark- that sort of makes everything else seem- unimportant
Blanche: What you are talking about is brutal desire- just- Desire!- the name of that rattle trap street-car that bangs through the Quarter, up one old narrow street and down another.
Stella: Haven't you ever ridden on the street car?
Blanche: It brought me here- where i'm not wanted and where I'm ashamed to be.
Stella: Then don't you think your superior attitude is a bit out of place?
Blanche: I am not being or feeling at all superior, Stella. Believe me, I'm not! It's just this. This is how I look at it. A man like that is someone to go out with- once- twice- three times when the devil is in you. But live with? Have a child by?
Stella: I have told you I love him.
Blanche: Then I tremble for you!- I just- tremble for you
Stella: I can't help your trembling if you insist on trembling!
Blanche: May I speak- plainly?
Stella: Yes, do. Go adhead. Speak as plainly as you want to.
Blanche: well- if you'll forgive me- he's common!
Stella: Why, yes, I suppose he is.
Blanche: Bottom of pg. 50

There's something downright- bestial- about him!- You're hating me saying this, aren't you?
Stella: Go on and say it all, Blanche.
Blanche: Bottom of pg. 50- top of pg. 51 (caveman monologue)
Stanley: Hey! Hey Stella!
Stanley: Hey! Hey Stella!
Stella: Yes, Stanley!
Blanche: Stella!
Stanley: Hiyuh, Stella. Blanche Back?
Stanley: Hiyuh, Stella. Blanche Back?
Stella: Yes, shes back.
Stanley: Hiyuh Blanche.
Stella: looks like you got under the car.