Monologue From A Streetcar Named Desire
[The lights are dim, slowly turning on. The polka is playing now, but out of tune and deflated. On the stage, we see Blanche, looking like a trapped animal sitting at Mitch's spot at the poker table. A door opens from Stanley and Stella's bedroom as we see Stella. The two look sullen as they exchange eye-contact]
STELLA: If I had half a mind, little sister…
BLANCHE: Oh indeed. Sometimes I even wonder if you have a mind at all! Or a heart! Maybe your brute of a husband has rubbed off on you?
STELLA: Don’t call him a brute! Why, we were fine before you came, very well off! What do you even get out of this Blanche?
BLANCHE: I get nothing!
STELLA: Oh, I’m sure. Which is why right when I get home, after ten hours of intense labour, I don’t even …show more content…
That's all they were! Although I can see how you wouldn’t refer to that in the first place considering you of all people would mix it up with a school filled with children!
BLANCHE: [Defensively] Oh, envy can be as pretty as a stairway to heaven without a soul!
STELLA: [Offended] What does that even mean!?!
BLANCHE: [Tearing up] You know damn well! You refer to Stanley as this great stallion, a steed that you can ride into your greatest fantasy. But in reality, he is just a Jackass! A Jackass you can ride till your an old, wizened crone and kill yourself when you wander into your grave and a tombstone falls on your head. Whereas I had a harem to ride into the sunset, and all I get is ridiculed!
[A pause is shared between the two. A standoff of wolves over a carcass and two lovers meeting at a ball is the only way to describe it. Stella opens her mouth to speak, pauses and doesn’t. Finally, after ten seconds of silence, Stella speaks]
STELLA: Do you remember what mother used to say to you, Blanche?
BLANCHE: Strong women don’t wear makeup.
STELLA: Yes. But here you are, saying you are mightier than Atlas, hiding behind a facade of makeup so thick you could take a pickaxe to it and not have it chip!
BLANCHE: Why
STELLA: If I had half a mind, little sister…
BLANCHE: Oh indeed. Sometimes I even wonder if you have a mind at all! Or a heart! Maybe your brute of a husband has rubbed off on you?
STELLA: Don’t call him a brute! Why, we were fine before you came, very well off! What do you even get out of this Blanche?
BLANCHE: I get nothing!
STELLA: Oh, I’m sure. Which is why right when I get home, after ten hours of intense labour, I don’t even …show more content…
That's all they were! Although I can see how you wouldn’t refer to that in the first place considering you of all people would mix it up with a school filled with children!
BLANCHE: [Defensively] Oh, envy can be as pretty as a stairway to heaven without a soul!
STELLA: [Offended] What does that even mean!?!
BLANCHE: [Tearing up] You know damn well! You refer to Stanley as this great stallion, a steed that you can ride into your greatest fantasy. But in reality, he is just a Jackass! A Jackass you can ride till your an old, wizened crone and kill yourself when you wander into your grave and a tombstone falls on your head. Whereas I had a harem to ride into the sunset, and all I get is ridiculed!
[A pause is shared between the two. A standoff of wolves over a carcass and two lovers meeting at a ball is the only way to describe it. Stella opens her mouth to speak, pauses and doesn’t. Finally, after ten seconds of silence, Stella speaks]
STELLA: Do you remember what mother used to say to you, Blanche?
BLANCHE: Strong women don’t wear makeup.
STELLA: Yes. But here you are, saying you are mightier than Atlas, hiding behind a facade of makeup so thick you could take a pickaxe to it and not have it chip!
BLANCHE: Why