Act I, Scene I Flashcards
Lily Belle: We wanted to say goodbye to you, mother.
I do not like thee, Lily Belle.
The reason why, I cannot tell;
But this I know and know full well,
I do not like thee, Lily Belle.
Dr. Emmett: …They would like to say goodbye to you, Mrs. Savage.
The fireflies are out. How lovely. What makes the fireflies light up, Doctor? Are they mating?
Dr. Emmett: I really couldn’t say, Mrs. Savage.
I thought you’d know. Isn’t this a bug house?
Dr. Emmett: This is “The Cloisters.” This is to be your home. I am Doctor Emmett.
Wouldn’t it be fascinating if human beings glowed like fireflies while they were mating? Do you light up when you’re mating, Lily Belle? Lord knows you’re flighty.
Titus: Surely, Mother, you’re not going to let us depart in an atmosphere of bitterness?
Fifty needles
And fifty pins
And fifty dirty
Republi-kins.
Ms. Willie: …You’ve added twenty more dirty Republi-kins.
It’s a fault of mine–exaggeration. It’s stupid of me to try to irritate them like this – I just irritate myself. Well, I suppose it has to be exasperating now to be funny later.
Ms. Willie: …It must have dropped out in the office. I’ll look as soon as they go.
Don’t bother. It fell out last fall at the opera. I’d have found it but the usher was so nasty about my lighting matches during the Magic Fire music. You know what this is, don’t you?
Ms. Willie: Suppose you tell me.
It’s a teddy bear. Surely you’ve seen one before?
Ms. Willie: Not that big.
Do you know what I do with it?
Ms. Willie: I couldn’t possibly guess.
I sleep with it.
Ms. Willie: Do you?
Yes, I do you. Are you going to talk to me as if I were an imbecile, too?
Ms. Willie: Here– here– we mustn’t be hostile.
Of course not– you haven’t harmed me. Would you care to know why I sleep with it?
Ms. Willie: If you’d care to tell me.
I don’t care. And I’ll tell you. I get lonely. I’m too old to have a lover and too fastidious to sleep with a cat.
Ms. Willie: Then, by all means, you must take it to bed with you. Would you care to take off your hat?
If I’m going to spend the rest of my life here– I might as well.
Ms. Willie: It’s a mighty saucy hat.
A ten-cent piece of felt and three chicken feathers. One hundred and sixty-five dollars. Why economy should be expensive– I don’t know.
Ms. Willie: It takes imagination.
And the blood of pirates. But I wanted it. I wanted a hat like this since I was sixteen. For all the good it does me now. Well– I won’t need a hat here. Maybe you can use it for something– I’m not at all sure what.
Ms. Willie: Oh, you’d better keep it. You might need it.
Dear, dear! My hair looks like the matted end of a coconut.
Ms. Willie: Oh, I don’t think so. It’s a heavenly color.
You should have seen it last year. It was bright red. Then just to be different, I dyed it black with a white streak in the middle. I looked like nothing so much as a skunk. Finally, I just gave up and tinted it blue. It goes with everything.
Ms. Willie: It’ll certainly go with your room. Wouldn’t you like to go up and get settled?
Is it time to lock me up?
Ms. Willie: I wouldn’t dream of locking you up. Did you bring a suitcase?
My daughter did. I wasn’t consulted.
Ms. Willie: I’ll get it and take you up. There’ll be time to explore your surroundings tomorrow. You can wait here.
Alone?
Ms. Willie: Of course.
No handcuffs?
Ms. Willie: We have the honor system.
Honor system, indeed!
Florence: Now, Fairy– you must stop frightening yourself!
The poor thing’s quite harmless.
Fairy: It won’t bite?
It won’t shed, lay eggs, or bark. And– to the best of my knowledge – it’s unvexed by sex. It couldn’t be less trouble.
Florence: … I’m Florence Williams.
How do you do?
Fairy: Say you love me.
But– we’ve just met.
Fairy: You don’t have to mean it. I feel wonderful when people say they love me.
Well, I’m sure everyone loves you.