how you loved it, having them colored lights going!’SD●‘[The varsouviana is heard, its music rising with sinister rapidity as the bathroom door opens slightly.]’Blanche●‘El pan de mais, el pan de mais…’
ActCharacterQuoteAnalysisAct 9SD●‘She has on her scarlet satin robe.’●‘The rapid, feverish polka tune, the "Varsouviana," is heard.’●‘she is drinking to escape it and the senseof disaster closing in on her’SD●‘Blue denim shirt and pants. He is unshaven’SD●‘The polka tune stops.●He ignores it [her lips] and pushes past her into the flat’Blanche●‘So utterly uncavalier’Mitch●‘What music?’SD●‘[A distant revolver shot is heard. Blanche seems relieved.]’●‘[The polka music dies out again.]’Mitch●‘Are you boxed out of your mind?’Mitch + Blanche●‘You ought to lay off his liquor. He says you been lapping it up all summer like a wildcat!’●‘What a fantastic statement!’Blanche + Mitch●‘I like it dark. The dark is comforting to me’●‘I don't think I ever seen you in the light.’Blanche●‘[fearfully]: Light? Which light? What for?’
Mitch + SD●‘This one with the paper thing on it.’●‘[He tears the paper lantern off the light bulb. She utters a frightened gasp.]’Blanche●‘I don’t want realism.’●‘I’ll tell you what I want. Magic!’Blanche●‘I don't tell truth, I tell what ought to be truth.’SD●‘[He turns the light on and stares at her. She cries out and covers her face. He turns the light off again.]’Mitch finally reveals Blanche to the light - to reality. After this, Blanche can not cling to reality any longer, and retreats into a more permanent darkness - insanity.Blanche●‘Yes, a big spider! That's where I brought my victims.’Blanche●‘After the death of Allan--intimacies with strangers was all I seemed able to fill my empty heart with’SD●‘[She throws back her head with convulsive, sobbing laughter.]’Blanche●‘you seemed to be gentle--a cleft in the rock of the world that I could hide in!’ SD + Mexican Woman●‘[She is a blind Mexican woman in a dark shawl, carrying bunches of those gaudy tin flowers]’●‘Flores. Flores. Flores para los muertos. Flores. Flores’Blanche●‘Death… The opposite is desire’SD●‘[He places his hands on her waist and tries to turn her about.]’
●‘[fumbling to embrace her]’Blanche + Mitch●‘Then marry me, Mitch!’●‘I don’t think I want to marry you any more.’●‘You’re not clean enough to bring in the house with my mother.’The fact that Mitch says Blanche is not clean enough is devastating - Blanche has spent the whole play trying to cleanse away her sins - to be told she isn’t clean enoughcould be the moment she starts to crack.