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. [She gets up and opens the downstairs door. A light goes on behiml the blind, turning it light blue. Blanche slowly follows her into the downstairs flat. The surrounding areas dim out as the interior is lighted.] 16 SCENE ONE [Twl> rooms can be seen, not too clearly defined. The one first entered is primarily a kitchen but contains a folding bed to be used by Blanche. The room beyond this is a bed-rol>m. Off this room is a narrow door tl> a bathrol>m.] _ EUNICE [defensively, noticing Blanche's look]: It's sort of messed up right now 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: _. • Yes. [Wanting to get rid of her] Thaltks for letting me m. EUNICE: Por nada, as the Mexicans say, par nadal 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: 1 the planta-She showed me a picture of your home-p ace, tion. BLANCHE: Belle Reve? EUNICE: A great big place with white columns. BLANCHE: Yes .•• EUNICE: A place like that must be awful hard to keep up. 1'7
BOENE ONE BLANCHE: If you will excuse me: rm 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. EUNICB: Aw. rll make myself scarce, in that case. BLANCHE: I didn't mean to be rude, but-EUNICE: I'll drop by the bowling alley an' hustle her up. [She goes out the door.] [Blanche sits in a chair very stttJly with her shoulders slightly hunched' and her legs pressed close together and her hands tightly clutching her purse as if she were quite cold. After a while the blind look goes out of her eyes and she begins to look slowly around. A cat screeches. She catches her breath with a startled gesture. Suddenly she notices something in a half-opened closet. She springs up and crosses to it, and removes a whiskey bottle. She pours a half tumbler of whiskey and tosses it down. She care-fully replaces the bottle and washes out the tumbler at the sink. Then she resumes her seat in front of the table.] . B'ANCHE [faintly to herself]: rve got to keep hold of myself! [Stella comes quickly around the corner of the building and runs to the door of the downstairs flat.] STBLLA [calling out JOYfully]: Blanchel [For a moment they stare at each other. Then Blanche springs up and runs to her with a wild cry.] BLANCHE: Stella, ob, Stella, Stella! Stella for Starl [She begins to speak with feverish vivacity as if she feared for either of them to stop and think. They catch each other in a spasmodic embrace.] BLANCHE: Now, then, let me look at you. But don't you look at me, 18 80ENE O N E Stella, . no, no, no, not till later, not till I've bathed and rested I And turn that over-light off!