Crucible John Willard Lines

Lines for John Willard

CHEEVER: Good evening. Good evening to you, John Proctor

[Enter]

PROCTOR: You will not go!

John, I have nine men outside. You cannot keep her. The law binds me John, I cannot budge.

ELIZABETH: I will fear nothing.

[Exit]

COREY: And yet silent, Minister? It is fraud, you know it is fraud! What keeps you, man!

[Enter]

PROCTOR: I’ll pay you, Willard. I will surely pay you!

In God’s name, John, I cannot help myself. I must chain them all. Now let you keep inside this house till I am gone! Man, are you blind? [Exit]

COREY: I have evidence, why will you not hear my evidence! Hands off , damn you, let me go!

Giles, Giles…!

COREY: Out of my way, Willard! I bring evidence…

You cannot go in there, Giles—it’s a court!

DANFORTH: Then let him submit his evidence in proper affidavit. You are certainly aware of our procedure here, Mr. Hale. Clear this room.

Come now, Giles.

DANFORTH: Did you not tell me Mary Warren were sick in bed?

She were, Your Honor—when I go to fetch her to the court last week, she said she were sick.

DANFORTH: Marshal, go into the court and bid Judge Stoughton and Judge Sewall declare recess for one hour. And let them go to the tavern, if they will. All witnesses and prisoners are to be kept in the building.

If you’ll forgive me, sir, I’ve known him all my life. It is a good man, sir.

DANFORTH: I’m sure of it, Marshal.

[Exit]

DANFORTH: These will be sufficient. Sit you down, children.

[Enter]

DANFORTH: Mister Hale, Mister Hale!

(Scene 3 starts)

Sarah, wake up! Sarah Good! Tituba.

SARAH: Oh, Majesty! Comin’, comin’! Tituba, he’s here! His majesty’s come!

Go to the north cell, this place is wanted now.

TITUBA: That don’t look like His Majesty; look to me like the Marshal.

Get along with you now, clear this place.

SARAH: Oh, is it you, Marshal? I thought sure you be the Devil comin’ for us… Could I have a sip of cider for me goin’-away?

And where are you off to, Sarah?

TITUBA: We goin’ to Barbados, soon the Devil gits here with the feathers and the wings.

Oh? A happy voyage to you.

SARAH: A pair of bluebirds wingin’ southerly, the two of us!— Oh, it be a grand transformation, Marshal!

You’d best give me that or you’ll never rise off the ground. Come along now.

TITUBA: I’ll speak to him for you, if you desire to come along, Marshal.

I’d not refuse it, Tituba; it is the proper morning to fly to Hell.

HOPKINS: The Deputy Governor’s arrived.

Come along, come along…

TITUBA: No, he comin’ for me… I goin’ home!

That ain’t Satan, just a poor old cow with a hatful of milk. Come along now, out with you.

SARAH: Tell him I’m goin’, Tituba! Now you tell him Sarah Good is goin’, too! (DANFORTH and HATHORNE enter)

Good morning, Majesty.

DANFORTH: Where is Mister Parris?

I’ll fetch him.

DANFORTH: Marshal, when did Reverend Hale arrive?

It were towards midnight, I think.

DANFORTH: What is he about here?

He goes among them that will hang, sir. And he prays with them. He sits with Goody Nurse now. And Mister Parris with him.

DANFORTH: Indeed. That man have no authority to enter here, Marshal; why have you let him in?

Why, Mister Parris command me, sir. I cannot deny him.

DANFORTH: Are you drunk, Marshal?

No, sir, it is a bitter night, and I have no fire here.

DANFORTH: Fetch Mister Parris

Aye, sir.

DANFORTH: There is a prodigious stench in this place.

I have only now cleared the people out for you.

DANFORTH: Beware hard drink, Marshal.

Aye, sir. [Exit]

DANFORTH: …Twelve are already executed; the names of these seven are given out, and the village expects to see them die at dawn. Postponement, now, speaks a… a floundering…

[Enter]

DANFORTH: What’s Proctor’s way now?

He sits like some great bird; you’d not know he lived except he will take food from time to time.

DANFORTH: His wife… his wife must be well on with child now.

She is, sir.

DANFORTH: Is he yet adamant?—Has he struck at you again?

He cannot, sir, he is chained to the wall now.

DANFORTH: Fetch Goody Proctor to me. Then let you bring him up.

Aye, sir. [Exit]

ELIZABETH: I promise nothing. Let me speak with him.

[Enter]

DANFORTH: Are you bound yourself to his service?

[Enter]

DANFORTH: Hang them high over the town. Whoever weeps for these weeps for corruption. Take them!

Come, man.