A Streetcar Named Desire Page #4

you said the place was disposed of.

Oh, yeah.

Well, how about

a few more details on that subject?

Honey, look, it's best not to talk much

about it until she's calmed down.

Is that gonna be the deal? Sister Blanche

can't be annoyed with details right now?

Well, you saw how she was last night.

I saw how she was. Now, let's

cop a gander at the bill of sale.

I haven't seen any.

What do you mean? She didn't show you

papers, deed of sale, nothing like that?

Seemed like it wasn't sold.

Well, now, what was it, then?

Giveaway to charity?

- Shh. She'll hear you.

- I don't care if she hears me.

- Now, let's see the papers.

- Honey, there weren't any papers.

She didn't show any papers.

I don't care about papers.

Wait. Now, listen, did you ever hear

of the Napoleonic Code, Stella?

- I haven't heard of the Napoleonic Code.

- All right. Okay, then.

- Let me enlighten you on a point or two.

- Yes?

We got here in the state of Louisiana

what's known as the Napoleonic Code.

According to which, what belongs to

the wife belongs to the husband also...

...and vice versa.

Will you listen.

Take, for instance, I had

that piece of property...

My head is swimming.

Oh, well, all right, dear.

Okay.

We'll wait till she's through

soaking in the hot tub...

...then I'm gonna inquire if she's

acquainted with the Napoleonic Code.

Oh, Stanley, don't be so silly.

It looks to me like you been swindled.

And when you get swindled...

...under Napoleonic Code, I get swindled

too. I don't like to get swindled.

Oh, Stanley...

...you've no idea how ridiculous

you're being...

...when you suggest that my sister...

...or I or anyone else of our family could

have perpetrated a swindle on anyone.

Oh, come on, now. Where's the money

if the place was sold?

Not sold. Lost!

- Lost.

- Come here.

- Stanley. Ow!

- Will you open your eyes to this stuff?

- What, she got this out of teacher's pay?

- Oh, hush.

Look at these fine feathers and furs

that she comes to preen herself in here?

What is this article?

That's a solid-gold dress, I believe.

- Oh, honest.

- This one here. What is that, a fox piece?

- Stanley!

- A genuine fur fox a half a mile long.

Where are your fox pieces?

This is bushy snow-white ones, no less.

Where are your white fox furs?

Those are inexpensive summer furs

that Blanche has had a long time.

I have an acquaintance who deals

in this sort of merchandise.

- He's coming to make an appraisal.

- Don't be such an idiot, Stanley.

Listen, I'm gonna bet you there's

a thousand dollars invested in this stuff.

Well, now, what is that?

That's the treasure chest of a pirate?

- Oh, Stanley. Would you...?

- That's pearls, Stella. Ropes of them.

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