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1A STREETCAR NAMED DESIRESCENE ONE:[it is dusk of an evening in early May . Much action – TBD. Note: Much action – TBDmeans that something needs to happen here but that it is “To Be Determined”during rehearsal, so we’re not sure just what it is yet. This is a phrase that willbe used throughout this particular script to delineate that action and/or sound,light cues will need to happen, and will be added in as we rehearse. The word –“Overall” – is used generically to sum up the basics of what needs to be whereby the end of the stage direction or beginning of lines, etc . Overall – Eunice andWoman end up onstage as Stanley enters]Stanley:Hey, there! Stella, Baby!Stella:Don’t holler at me like that. Hi, a:Stanley! Where are you going?Stanley:Bowling!Stella:Can I come watch?Stanley:Come on.Stella:Be over soon. Hello, Eunice. How are you?Eunice:I’m allright. Tell Steve to get him a poor boy’s sandwich ‘cause nothing’s left here.Woman:What was that package he th’ew at ‘er?

2Eunice:You hush, now!Woman:Catch what!(Blanche enters)Eunice:What’s the matter, honey? Are you lost?Blanche:They told me to take a street-car named Desire, and then transfer to one called Cemeteriesand ride six blocks and get off at – Elysian Fields!Euncie:That’s where you are now.Blanche:At Elysian Fields?Eunice:This here is Elysian Fields.Blanche:They mustn’t have – understood – what number I wanted Eunice:What number you lookin’ for?Blanche:Six thirty-two.Eunice:You don’t have to look no further.Blanche:I’m looking for my sister, Stella DuBois. I mean – Mrs. Stanley Kowalski.Eunice:That’s the party. – You just did miss her, though.Blanche:This – can this be – her home?Eunice:She’s got the downstairs here and I got the up.

3Blanche:Oh. She’s – out?Eunice:You noticed that bowling alley around the corner?Blanche:I’m – not sure I did.Eunice:Well, that’s where she’s at, watchin’ her husband bowl. You want to leave your suitcase herean’ go find her?Blanche:No.Woman:I’ll go tell her you come.Blanche:Thanks.Woman:You welcome.Eunice:She wasn’t expecting you?Blanche:No. No, not tonight.Eunice:Well, why don’t you just go in and make yourself at home till they get back.Blanche:How could I – do that?Eunice:We own this place so I can let you in. (goes into their apartment) It’s sort of messed up rightnow but when it’s clean it’s real sweet.Blanche:Is it?Eunice:Uh-huh, I think so. So you’re Stella’s sister?Blanche:

4Yes. Thanks for letting me in.Eunice:Por nada, as the Mexicans say, por nada! Stella spoke of you.Blanche:Yes?Eunice:I think she said you taught school.Blanche:Yes.Eunice:And you’re from Mississippi, huh?Blanche:Yes.Eunice:She showed me a picture of your home-place, the plantation.Blanche:Bell Reve?Eunice:A great big place with white columns.Blanche:Yes Eunice: A place like that must be awful hard to keep up.Blanche:If you will excuse me, I’m just about to drop.Eunice:Sure, honey. Why don’t you set down?Blanche:What I meant was I’d like to be left alone.Eunice:Aw. I’ll make myself scarce, in that case.Blanche:I didn’t mean to be rude, but –

5Eunice:I’ll drop by the bowling alley an’ hustle her up. (exits)Blanche:I’ve got to keep hold of myself!(Stella rushes on and into the apartment)Stella:Blanche!Blanche:Stella, oh, Stella, Stella! Stella for Star! Now, then, let me look at you. But don’t you look atme, Stella, no, no, no, not till later, not till I’ve bathed and rested! And turn that over-light off!Turn that off! I won’t be looked at in this merciless glare! Come back here now! Oh, my baby!Stella! Stella for Star! I thought you would never come back to this horrible place! What am Isaying? I didn’t mean to say that. I meant to be nice about it and say – Oh, what a convenientlocation and such – Ha-a-ha! Precious lamb! You haven’t said a word to me.Stella:You haven’t given me a chance to, honey!Blanche:Well, no you talk. Open your pretty mouth and talk while I look around for some liquor! Iknow you must have some liquor on the place! Where could it be, I wonder? Oh, I spy, I spy!Stella:Blanche, you sit down and let me pour the drinks. I don’t know what we’ve got to mix with.Maybe a coke’s in the icebox. Look’n see, honey, while I’m –Blanche:No coke, honey, not with my nerves tonight! Where – where – where is - ?Stella:Stanley? Bowling! He loves it. They’re having a – found some soda! --- tournament .Blanche:Just water, baby, to chase it! Now don’t get worried, your sister hasn’t turned into a drunkard,she’s just all shaken up and hot and tired and dirty! You sit down, now, and explain this placeto me! What are you doing in a place like this?Stella:Now, Blanche—Blanche”Oh, I’m not going to be hypocritical, I’m going to be honestly critical about it! Never, never,never in my worst dreams could I picture – Only Poe! Only Mr. Edgar Allan Poe! – could do itjustice! Out there I suppose is the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir!

6Stella:No, honey, those are the L & N tracks.Blanche:No, now seriously, putting joking aside. Why didn’t you tell me, why didn’t you write me,honey, why didn’t you let me know?Stella:Tell you what, Blanche?Blanche:Why, that you had to live in these conditions?Stella:Aren’t you being a little intense about it? It’s not that bad at all! New Orleans isn’t like othercities.Blanche:This has got nothing to do with New Orleans. You might as well say – forgive me, blessedbaby! The subject is closed!Stella:Thanks.Blanche:You’re all I’ve got in the world, and you’re not glad to see me!Stella:Why, Blanche, you know that’s not true.Blanche:No? – I’d forgotten how quiet you were.Stella:You never did give me a chance to say much, Blanche. So I just got in the habit of being quietaround you.Blanche:A good habit to get into You haven’t asked me how I happened to get away from the schoolbefore the spring term ended.Stella:Well, I thought you’d volunteer that information – if you wanted to tell me.Blanche:You thought I’d been fired?Stella:

7No, I – thought you might have – resigned Blanche:I was so exhausted by all I’d been through my – nerves broke. I was on the verge of – lunacy,almost! So Mr. Graves – Mr. Graves is the high school superintendent – he suggested I take aleave of absence. I couldn’t put all of those details into the wire . Oh, this buzzes rightthrough me and feels so good!Stella:Won’t you have another?Blanche:No, one’s my limit.Stella:Sure?Blanche:You haven’t said a word about my appearance.Stella:You look just fine.Blanche:God love you for a liar! Daylight never exposed so total a ruin! But you – you’ve put on someweight, yes, you’re just as plump as a little partridge! And it’s so becoming to you!Stella:Now, Blanche –Blanche:Yes, it is, it is or I wouldn’t say it! You just have to watch around the hips a little. Stand up.Stella:Not now.Blache:You hear me? I said stand up! You messy child, you, you’ve spilt something on that prettywhite lace collar! About your hair – you ought to have it cut in a feather bob with your daintyfeatures. Stella, you have a maid, don’t you?Stella:No. With only two rooms it’s –Blanche:What? Two rooms, did you say?Stella:This one and –

8Blanche:The other one? I am going to take just one little tiny nip more, sort of to put the stopper on,so to speak . Then put the bottle away so I won’t be tempted. I want you to look at my figure.You know I haven’t put on one ounce in ten years, Stella? I weigh what I weighed the summeryou left Belle Reve. The summer Dad died and you left us Stella:It’s just incredible, Blanche, how well you’re looking.Blanche:But, Stella, there’s only two rooms, I don’t see where you’re going to put me!Stella:We’re going to put you in here.Blanche:What kind of bed’s this – one of those collapsible things?Stella:Does it feel all right?Blanche:Wonderful, honey. I don’t like a bed that gives much. But there’s no door between the tworooms, and Stanley – will it be decent?Stella:Stanley is Polish, you know.Blanche:Oh, yes, They’re something like Irish, aren’t they?Stella:Well –Blanche:Only not so – highbrow? I brought some nice clothes to meet all your lovely friends in.Stella:I’m afraid you won’t think they are lovely.Blanche:What are they like?Stella:They’re Stanley’s friends.Blanche:Polacks?

9Stella:They’re a mixed lot, Blanche.Blanche:Heterogeneous – types?Stella:Oh, yes. Yes, types is right!Blanche:Well – anyhow – I brought nice clothes and I’ll wear them. I guess you’re hoping I’ll say I’llput up at a hotel, but I’m not going to put up at a hotel. I want to be near you, got to be withsomebody, I can’t be alone! Because – as you must have noticed – I’m – not ver well Stella:You seem a little bit nervous or overwrought or something.Blanche:Will Stanley like me, or will I be just a visiting in-law, Stella? I couln’t stand that.Stella:You’ll get along fine together, if you’ll just try not to -- well – compare him with men that wewent out with at home.Blanche:Is he so – different?Stella:Yes. A different species.Blanche:In what way; what’s he like?Stella:Oh, you can’t describe someone you’re in love with! Here’s a picture of him!Blanche:An officer?Stella:A Master Sergeant in the Engineers’ Corps. Those are decorations!Blanche:He had those on when you met him?Stella:I assure you I wasn’t just blinded by all the brass.

10Blanche:That’s not what I –Stella:But of course there were things to adjust myselft to later on.Blanche:Such as his civilian background! How did he take it when you said I was coming?Stella:Oh, Stanley doesn’t know yet.Blanche:You – haven’t told him?Stella:He’s on the road a good deal.Blanche:Oh. Travels?Stella:Yes.Blanche:Good. I mean – isn’t it?Stella:I can hardly stand it when he is away for a night Blanche:Why, Stella!Stella:When he’s away for a week I nearly go wild!Blanche:Gracious!Stella:And when he comes back I cry on his lap like a baby Blanche:I guess that is what is meant by being in love Stella –Stella:What?Blanche:

11I haven’t asked you the things you probably thought I was going to ask. And so I’ll expect youto be understanding about what I have to tell you.Stella:What, Blanche?Blanche:Well, Stella – you’re going to reproach me, I know that you’re bound to reproach me – butbefore you do – take into consideration – you left! I stayed and struggled! You came to NewOrleans and looked out for yourself! I stayed at Belle Reve and tried to hold it together! I’mnot meaning this in any reproachful way, but all the burden descended on my shoulders.Stella:The best I could do was make my own living, Blanche.Blanche:I know, I know. But you are the one that abandoned Belle Reve, not I! I stayed and fought forit, bled for it, almost died for it!Stella;Stop this hysterical outburst and tell me what’s happened? What do you mean fought andbled? What kind of –Blanche:I knew you would, Stella. I knew you would take this attitude about it!Stella:About – what?—please!Blanche:The loss – the loss Stella:Belle Reve? Lost, is it? No!Blanche:Yes, Stella.Stella:But how did it go? What happened?Blanche:You’re a fine one to ask me how it went!Stella:Blanche!Blanche:You’re a fine one to sit there accusing me of it!

12Stella:Blanche!Blanche:I, I, I took the blows in my face and my body! All of those deaths! The long parade to thegraveyard! Father, mother! Margaret, that dreadful way! So big with it, it couldn’t be put in acoffin! But had to be burned like rubbish! You just came home in time for the funerals, Stella.And funerals are pretty compared to deaths. Funerals are quiet, but deaths – not always.Sometimes their breathing is hoarse, and sometimes it rattles, and sometimes they even cryout to you, “Don’t let me go!” Even the old, sometimes, say, “Don’t let me go.” As if you wereable to stop them! But funerals are quiet, with pretty flowers. And, oh, what gorgeous boxesthey pack them away in! Unless you were there at the bed when they cried out, “Hold me!”you’d never suspect there was the struggle for breath and bleeding. You didn’t dream, but Isaw! Saw! Saw! And now you sit there telling me with your eyes that I let the place go! How inhell do you think all that sickness and dying was paid for? Death is expensive, Miss Stella! Andold Cousin Jessies’ right after Margaret’s, hers! Why, the Grim Reaper had put up his tent onour doorstep!. Stella. Belle Reve was his headquarters! Honey – that’s how it slipped throughmy fingers! Which of them left us a fortune? Which of them left a cent of insurance even? Onlypoor Jessie – one hundred to pay for her coffin. That was all, Stella! And I with my pitifulsalary at the school. Yes, accuse me! Sit there and stare at me, thinking I let the place go! I letthe place go? Where were you! In bed with your – Polack!Stella:Blanche! You be still! That’s enough1Blanche:Where are you going?Stella:I’m going into the bathroom to wash my face.Blanche:Oh, Stella, Stella, you’re crying!Stella:Does that surprise you?Blanche:Forgive me – I didn’t mean to –(Stanley, Steve & Mitch enter )Stanley:Is that how he got it?Steve:Sure that’s how he got it. He hit the old weather-bird for 300 bucks on a six-number-ticket.

13Mitch:Don’t tell him those things: he’ll believe it.Stanley:Hey, Mitch – come back here.Steve:Hey, are we playin’ poker tomorrow?Stanley:Sure – at Mitch’s.Mitch:No – not at my place. My mother’s still sick!Stanley:Okay, at my place But you bring the beer!Mitch/Steve: [ad libbing] Good night! Good night all . [singing, etc]Eunice:Break it up down there! I made the spaghetti dish and ate it myself.Steve:I told you and phoned you we was playing. Jax beer!Eunice:You never phoned me once.Steve:I told you at breakfast – and phoned you at lunch Eunice:Well, never mind about that. You just get yourself home here once in a while.Steve:You want it in the papers?[more ad-libbing, shouts of parting etc . Stanley enters apartment]Blanche:You must be Stanley. I’m Blanche.Stanley:Stella’s sister?Blanche:Yes.

14Stnaley:H’lo. Where’s the little woman?Blanche:In the bathroom.St