A Streetcar Named Desire Page #3

Why, I haven't washed

or even powdered...

...and here you are.

You gotta be careful. You sitting around

in a damp thing, you catch a cold.

Especially when you been

exercising hard, like bowling is.

- Well, you're the teacher, aren't you?

- Yes.

- What do you teach?

- English.

Well, I never was

a very good English student.

- How long you here for?

- Why, I don't know yet.

You gonna shack up here?

I thought I would,

if it's not inconvenient for you all.

Good.

Traveling wears me out.

Well, take it easy.

What was that?

Oh, those cats.

Hey, Stella.

What did you do, fall asleep in there?

Huh?

Well, I guess I'm gonna strike you

as being the unrefined type, huh?

You know,

Stella spoke a good deal about you.

She said you were married once,

weren't you?

Yes.

When I was quite young.

Yeah? What happened?

The boy...

The boy died.

I'm afraid I...

I'm going to be sick.

Fresh fish! Fresh fish! Fresh fish!

- Looks like she's staying a while.

- Yeah.

- Hey, Stan, are we playing tonight?

- Yeah.

Well, I figured maybe we...

- Forget about maybe. It's the same.

- Stanley!

- Oh, hi, Steve.

- Put it down.

- Now I'll go get the other one?

- Yes.

- Thanks, darling.

- Stella?

Yes?

Is that Stanley back with my trunk?

- Yes, Blanche.

- Honey...

...will you get my blue net out for me?

- All right, Blanche.

It was so good of Stanley to call for my trunk.

He was glad to do it.

- I'll see you later.

- All right. Listen, don't forget.

Honey, I'm taking Blanche

to Galatoire's for supper tonight...

...and then to a show

because it's your poker night.

How about my supper?

I'm not going to Galatoire's tonight.

I put you a cold plate on ice.

I'm gonna try to keep Blanche

out until the party breaks up.

- I don't know how she'll take it.

- Isn't that just dandy?

So you'd better give me some money.

Hey, where is she now?

She's soaking in a hot tub

to quiet her nerves.

She's terribly upset.

Over what?

She's been through such an ordeal.

We lost Belle Reve.

- What, the place in the country?

- Uh-huh.

- Well, how?

- It had to be sacrificed or something.

Honey, look. When she comes in, say

something nice about her appearance.

And, oh, don't mention the baby.

I haven't said anything yet. I'm waiting

until she gets in a quieter condition.

- Try to understand her and be nice to her.

- All right.

She wasn't expecting

to find us in such a place.

- All right.

- I tried to gloss things over a little...

...in my letters.

Admire her dress.

Tell her she's looking wonderful.

It's important to Blanche.

Her little weakness.

Okay, honey, I get the idea, but...

Now, let's just skip back a little, the way

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