STELLA Why not yet honey BLANCHE How strange I A Streetcar Named Desire by

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STELLA: Why, not yet, honey! BLANCHE: How strange! I--
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A Streetcar Named Desire by Tennessee Williams 72 [At the sound of Blanche's voice Mitch's arm supporting his cards has sagged and his gaze is dissolved into space. Stanley slaps him on the shoulder.] STANLEY: Hey, Mitch, come to! [The sound of this new voice shocks Blanche. She makes a shocked gesture, forming his name with her lips. Stella nods and looks quickly away. Blanche stands quite still for some moments-- the silver-backed mirror in her hand and a look of sorrowful perplexity as though all human experience shows on her face. Blanche finally speaks but with sudden hysteria.] BLANCHE: What's going on here? [She turns from Stella to Eunice and back to Stella. Her rising voice penetrates the concentration of the game. Mitch ducks his head lower but Stanley shoves back his chair as if about to rise. Steve places a restraining hand on his arm.] BLANCHE [continuing]: What's happened here? I want an explanation of what's happened here. STELLA [agonizingly]: Hush! Hush! EUNICE: Hush! Hush! Honey. STELLA: Please, Blanche. BLANCHE: Why are you looking at me like that? Is something wrong with me? EUNICE: You look wonderful, Blanche. Don't she look wonderful? STELLA: Yes. EUNICE: I understand you are going on a trip. STELLA: Yes, Blanche is. She's going on a vacation. EUNICE: I'm green with envy. BLANCHE: Help me, help me get dressed! STELLA [handing her dress]: Is this what you-- BLANCHE: Yes, it will do! I'm anxious to get out of here--this place is a trap! EUNICE: What a pretty blue jacket. STELLA: It's lilac colored. BLANCHE: You're both mistaken. It's Delia Robbia blue. The blue of the robe in the old Madonna pictures. Are these grapes washed? [She fingers the bunch of grapes which Eunice had brought in.] EUNICE: Huh? BLANCHE: Washed, I said. Are they washed? EUNICE: They're from the French Market.
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A Streetcar Named Desire by Tennessee Williams 73 BLANCHE: That doesn't mean they've been washed. [The cathedral bells chime] Those cathedral bells--they're the only clean thing in the Quarter. Well, I'm going now. I'm ready to go. EUNICE [whispering]: She's going to walk out before they get here. STELLA: Wait, Blanche. BLANCHE: I don't want to pass in front of those men. EUNICE: Then wait'll the game breaks up. STELLA: Sit down and... [Blanche turns weakly, hesitantly about. She lets them push her into a chair.] BLANCHE: I can smell the sea air. The rest of my time I'm going to spend on the sea. And when I die, I'm going to die on the sea. You know what I shall die of? [She plucks a grape] I shall die of eating an unwashed grape one day out on the ocean. I will die--with my hand in the hand of some nice- looking ship's doctor, a very young one with a small blond mustache and a big silver watch. "Poor lady," they'll say, "the quinine did her no good. That unwashed grape has transported her soul to heaven." [The cathedral chimes are heard] And I'll be buried at sea sewn up in a clean white sack and
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