crucible lines - rebecca

ann: what have you done

rebecca: pray calm yourself. i have eleven children and i am twenty six times a meemaw and i have seen them all through their silly seasons and when it come on them they will run the devil bowlegged keeping up with their mischief. i think she’ll wake when she tires of it. a child’s spirit is like a child you can never catch it by running after it you must stand still and for love it will soon itself come back

ann: this is no silly season rebecca my ruth is bewildered rebecca she cannot eat.

perhaps she is not hungered yet. mr paris i hope you are not decided to go in search of loose spirits. i’ve heard promise of that outside…

proctor: i see none dyin

pray john be calm. mr paris i think you’d best send reverend hale back as soon as he come. i think we ought to rely on doctor griggs now and good prayer.

ann: rebecca the doctors baffled

if so he is then let us go to god for the cause of it. there is prodigious danger in the seeking of loose spirits i fear it i fear it. let us rather blame ourselves and…

putnam: how may we blame ourselves…and now she shrivels

i cannot fathom that

parris: why that’s a drastic charge

rebecca: it’s somewhat true

proctor: why then i must find it and join it

he does not mean that

hale: we shall need hard study…you cannot be rebecca nurse?

i am sir do you know me

ann: i know it sir…tituba who murdered her sisters

goody ann you sent a child to conjure up the dead?

hale: here is all the invisible world…if he has shown his face!

will it hurt the child sir?

hale: cannot tell…tear to get her free

i think i’ll go then i am too old for this….i go to god for you sir

parris: i hope you do not mean we go to satan here!

i wish i knew

danforth: are you bound yourself to his service come in come in woman

ah john you are well then eh?

danforth: courage man courage…bind yourself to the devils service

why john

danforth: i say will you confess yourself goody nurse

why it is a lie it is a lie how may i damn myself i cannot i cannot

proctor: pray god…show them a heart of stone and sink them with it

let you fear nothing there is another judgement waits us all

willard: come man

i have not had my breakfast