Act 1, Scene 2: The Invitation Flashcards
Well, here you are, my dear. You have your greatest wish. Miss Crane has graciously consented to see you.
I am overwhelmed Miss Crane. (Bow)
This is the most exciting moment I have ever known.🎉🥳
Clement: Contemporary art not antique.
Margo: Shut up!
You’re much more than that Miss Crane. You’re one of the finest actresses in the world.
You are much too young to know what you’re talking about. What’s your name, my dear?
Eve. Eve Harrington.
This cynical old poop 💩 here is my husband and producer Mr Howell.
How do you do, sir?
Our very good play!
(shake)I congratulate you Mr Roberts. No one can write for Miss Crane the way you can.
Have you seen any other of my plays Miss harrington?
I first saw Ms Crane in Chicago.
Look)
It was when you were on tour last season in Mr Robert’s last play. “The Second Hand Wife”.
I can’t tell you Miss Crane what seeing you on the stage did for me. You completely altered the whole course of my life!
I did? For God’s sake, how?
I couldn’t get your performance out of my mind. It haunted me night and day. It was almost like a religious experience. Like being converted. From that moment on, my life suddenly had direction. I knew THAT I had to come to New York where there was good theater all the time. And where Margo Crane played almost every season in a new play. I particularly wanted to see you with an original cast, not with a lot of replacements. Forgive me for saying so, but you’re supporting company in Chicago was very inadequate.
Don’t let discuss sordid things like money in front of this idealistic child. Now that you’ve seen me with worthier actors, what’s your impression?
It helps, a great work of art is always set off better by the right frame.
How true, I understand you’ve seen our play several times.
I come every Tuesday night, like tonight. And always to the Saturday matinee. It’s cheaper you know. And then I never fail to come one other night, depending on where I can get a seat. A balcony seat of course. Sometimes I stand, I don’t mind standing because I sit for most of the day.
I presume you are working while you’re sitting?
Yes Miss Crane. I’m a stenographer in a law office on Wall Street. But I hate it. My days are just a matter of existing. Until I can go to the theater again, to see you.
She makes me very humble. I never feel I deserve it when people praise me.
{Funny 😂}
You bring great joy, Miss Crane! You take people out of their humdrum existence and give them Beauty, Art, and Escape.
If it weren’t for artists like yourself, little people like me would have no color or excitement in their lives. When I’m watching you I’m in another world. A glamorous, magical world.
That’s quite the speech isn’t it boys?
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constant battle to stay up there.
I suppose it must be. I wish I knew more about it.
I could sit at your feet and listen to you talk about your art for hours.
Now that gives me an idea. Why don’t we take Miss Harrington back to your apartment for some supper, Karen?
Oh Miss Crane! I wouldn’t want to intrude!
I insist! I so seldom have the opportunity to meet the youth of today.
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your sincere. I can sense that.
I can’t imagine anything I would rather do Miss Crane than spend an evening with you.
But, if you’re going to Mrs Robert’s house,🏡 perhaps she’d rather I didn’t come.
If Margo would like you to join us Eve, you’re most welcome.
That’s terribly nice of you Mrs Roberts. I can’t tell you how grateful I am.
Come on Eve you’ll have to sit up front with a chauffeur.
I’ll ride curled up in the trunk if I have to!
