VETA: Well - for one thing - he drinks. To excess? Well - don't you call it excess when a man never lets a
day go by without stepping into one of those cheap taverns, sitting around with riffraff and people you
never heard of? Inviting them to the house - playing cards with them - giving them food and money. And
here I am trying to get Myrtle Mae started with a nice group of young people. If that isn't excess I'm sure I
don't know what excess is. Well, yes, I say definitely Elwood drinks and I want him committed out here
permanently, because I cannot stand another day of that Harvey. Myrtle and I have to set a place at the
table for Harvey. We have to move over on the sofa and make room for Harvey. We have to answer the
telephone when Elwood calls and asks to speak to Harvey. Then at the party this afternoon with Mrs.
Chauvenet there -We didn't even know anything about Harvey until we came back here. Doctor, don't you
think it would have been a little bit kinder of Mother to have written and told me about Harvey? Be
honest, now - don't you?
From The Rainmaker
LIZZIE: Noah, use your head. I knew what I was there for – and that whole family knew it too! And I
couldn’t stand the way they were looking me over. So I’d go downstairs for my meals – and rush right
back up to my room. I packed – unpacked – I washed my hair a dozen times – I read the Sears, Roebuck
catalog from cover to cover! And finally I said to myself: “Lizzie Curry, snap out of this!” Well, it was a
Saturday night – and they were all going to the rodeo dance. So I got myself all decked out in my highest
heels and my lowest cut dress. And I walked down to that supper table and all those boys looked at me as
if I was stark naked. And then for the longest while there wasn’t a sound at the table except for Uncle Ned
slupping his soup.
ELLWOOD: Harvey and I sit in the bars and we have a drink or two and play the juke·box. Soon the
faces of the other people turn toward mine and smile. They are saying: "We don't know your name,
Mister, but you're a lovely fellow." Harvey and I warm ourselves in all these golden moments. We have
entered as strangers - soon we have friends. They come oyer. They sit with us. They drink with us. They
talk to us. They tell about the big terrible things they have done. The big wonderful things they will do.
Their hopes, their regrets, their loves, their hates. All very large because nobody ever brings anything
small into a bar. Then I introduce them to Harvey. And he is bigger and grander than anything they offer
me. When they leave, they leave impressed. The same people seldom come back - but that's envy, my
dear. There's a little bit of envy in the best of us - too bad, isn't it?
From The House of Blue Leaves – cut version
RONNIE: I was twelve years old and all the newspapers had headlines on my twelfth birthday that Billy
was coming to town searching America to find the Ideal American Boy to play Huckleberry Finn. And
Billy came to New York and called my father and asked him if he could stay here. I came home – went in
there – into my room and packed my bag… I knew Billy would see me and take me back to California
with him that very day. The doorbell rang. I came out.
It suddenly dawned on me. You had to do
things to get parts. I began dancing. Immediately. I skipped and whirled - spectacular leaps into the air so
I could see veins in the ceiling and began laughing and crying soft and loud to show all my emotions.
And then cut off my emotions just like that. I took a deep bow like the Dying Swan I saw on Ed Sullivan.
I picked up my suitcase and waited at the door. Billy turned to my parents, whose jaws were down to
about there, and Billy said, ‘You never told me I had an idiot for a godchild.’