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Exercise 11 A Streetcar Named Desire Act 1, Scene 4 BLANCHE. And that-that makes it all right? STELLA. (Rises) No, it isn't all right for anybody to make such a terrible row, but-people do sometimes. (Leans over chair by dressing-table.) 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. (Arranging dressing-table chair to face mirror, as she sits in it.) He smashed all the light-bulbs with the heel of my slipper! (Laughs.) BLANCHE. (Crossing to above dressing-table.) And you-you let him-you didn't run, you didn't scream? STELLA. I was sort of-thrilled by it. (Rises, moves stool below armchair into place, then moves to L. of doorway.) Eunice and you had breakfast? BLANCHE. (In front of dressing-table.) Do you suppose I wanted any breakfast? STELLA. There's some coffee left on the stove. (Crosses U.) BLANCHE. (Below dressing-table.) You're so-matter of fact about it, Stella. STELLA. (Below radio table, holding up some loose wires.) What other can I be? He's taken the radio to get it fixed. (Gurgles pleasantly.) It didn't land on the pavement, so only one tube was smashed. BLANCHE. And you are standing there smiling!



STELLA. (Puts wires back on radio table.) What do you want me to do? (Moves screen to head of bed-folds and stacks it there.) BLANCHE. (Sits on bed.) Pull yourself together and face the facts. STELLA. (Sits beside Blanche on bed-at Blanche's I.) 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. (Slowly and emphatically.) I'm not in anything I want to get out of. BLANCHE. (Incredulously.) What-Stella? STELLA. (Rises. Crosses below to door between rooms.) I said I am not in anything I have a desire to get out of. (Surveys mess in living-room.) Look at the in this room!



1) What are the relationship among the three characters?  Blanche and Stella is a friends. 2) Where are they?  It looks like it’s in a house. 3) What happened before this passage?  It seemed like there had been an argument between Stella in her husband. 4) Which character do you think express the author’s point of view?  I think Blanche. 5) What do you think will happen after this in the story?  I think Stella and her husband should reconcile soon or maybe they should be separate soon.



Exercise 12 A Roomfull of Roses NANCY: I'm sorry-Bridget. (Reaching toward her in an impulsive gesture of affection) Darling, do want you to stay. More than anything in the world, I want you to stay. We all want you won't you think about it? Just during the next few days, think about it. Hard. BRIDGET: No! It's utterly impossible! NANCY: Are you so happy at home? BRIDGET: Why do you ask me that? NANCY: I want you to be happy somewhere. If not with me, then somewhere else. BRIDGET: You don't have to worry about that. I am happy. Terribly. NANCY: And you like your school? BRIDGET: I love it. The only thing I don't likeI don't like this conversation. And if it's all right with you, I'li dress for dinner now. NANCY: Oh, baby-you don't have to be so lonely. BRIDGET: Listen! Don't say a thing like that to me. Don't you dare to be sorry for me! NANCY: Bridget! BRIDGET: Don't you dare! You have no right! (She starts up the stairs.) NANCY: Bridie! You come back here. Don't ever speak to me in that tone again. I don't care what you think I have done to you, you are never to speak to me in that way again. Do you understand? BRIDGET: Yes. NANCY: All right. Now come over here and sit down. BRIDGET: I have nothing to say.



NANCY: But I have something to say. I've been walting a long time to say it, so I hope...I want you to understand, that no matter how you feel toward me, you are a deep and important part of my life. I love you very much. BRIDGET: Is that all? NANCY: No. No, it isn't. There is something else. I knew-you would feel resentful and hurt...But I didn't dream it would be like this. I've tried in every way I know to reach you. I've stayed awake nights trying to think of a way-some way-of reaching you... BRIDGET: Of breaking me down, you mean. NANCY: Yes, if you want to put it that way. Bridie, you're a little girl still. In many ways a very little girl. But soon-you will be a young woman. (Bridget starts to rise.) Now wait! It's for your own sake I'm saying this. It's for you. Bridie, don't let the fact that there was something very bad in your life once be the most important thing about you. Don't blame everyone you meet for something that happened a long time ago. BRIDGET: May I go to my room now? NANCY: Do you really hate me so much? BRIDGET: No, I don't hate you. I don't feel anything about you at all. Just blankness. And I want to keep it that way. BRIDGET: Bridie, it wasn't all my fault-what happened wasn't all my fault! I've never told you this before, but your father was-Oh, dear. BRIDGET: I don't care whose fault it was! You were the one who ran away! NANCY: Not from you! I wanted you with me. I tried-you know I tried- didn't run away from you. BRIDGET: You ran away from Dad and me. Why? Because you liked Jay better? NANCY: No-things aren't that simple. BRIDGET: Then why?



NANCY: Bridie, listen-there are things you won't understand until you are older, but try-try to understand this-the love I have for Jay is love your father did not want from me, And it has nothing whatever to do with the love I feel for you. BRIDGET: You're too late, Mother. I don't care anymore. That's funny. I cal you Mother. But it's only because I don't know what else to call you. To me you aren't my mother. As far as l'm concerned, my mother is dead. And I used to wish you had died. Oh, how I wished...l'd lie awake in bed at night and pretend that you had died. Sometimes it seemed so real-and l'd cry... All right, now you know what I really feel about you. Do you still want me to stay? NANCY: More than ever. BRIDGET: You're crazy!... (She turns and runs up the stairs.)



1) What is the relathionship between these two characters?  The relationship between mother and child. 2) Where are they?  I think they are in the house. 3) What can you tell about the past?  In short, it is a quarrel between mother and son. 4) What do you think will happen after this in the story?  Looks like Bridget’s anger won’t be put out so easily. The misunderstanding



between them was quite complicated.