Night Must Fall : a Play in Three ActsWilliams, Emlyn
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Night Must Fall : a Play in Three Acts
Williams, Emlyn
English drama -- 20th century; Murder -- Drama
DAN (_quietly_): What d'you come back for?
OLIVIA: I ... I've told you....
_He smiles at her slowly and shakes his head. She sits at the table
and closes her eyes._
I got as far as the edge of the wood. I could see the lights in the
village.... I came back.
_She buries her head in her arms._ DAN _rises, looks at her a
moment regretfully, puts away his cigarette, and stands with both hands
over the invalid chair._
DAN (_casually_): She didn't keep any money anywhere else, did
she?
OLIVIA: I've read a lot about evil----
DAN _realises his hands are wet with paraffin and wipes them on his
trousers._
DAN: Clumsy....
OLIVIA: I never expected to come across it in real life.
DAN (_lightly_): You didn't ought to read so much. I never got
through a book yet.... But I'll read you all right.... (_Crossing to
her, leaning over the table, and smiling at her intently_) You
haven't had a drop to drink, and yet you feel as if you had. You never
knew there was such a secret part inside of you. All that book-learnin'
and moral-me-eye here and social-me-eye there--you took that off on the
edge of the wood same as if it was an overcoat ... and you left it
there!
OLIVIA: I hate you. I ... hate you!
DAN (_urgently_): And same as anybody out for the first time
without their overcoats, you feel as light as air! Same as I feel,
sometimes--only I never had no overcoat--(_Excited_) Why--this is
my big chance! You're the one I can tell about meself! Oh, I'm sick o'
hearin' how clever everybody else is--I want to tell 'em how clever
_I_ am for a change!... Money I'm goin' to have, and people doin'
what they're told, and _me_ tellin' them to do it! There was a
'oman at the Tallboys, wasn't there? She wouldn't be told, would she?
She thought she was up 'gainst a soft fellow in a uniform, didn't she?
She never knew it was _me_ she was dealin' with--(_striking his
chest in a paroxysm of elation_)--_me!_ And this old girl
treatin' me like a son 'cause I made her think she was a chronic
invalid--ha! She's been more use to me to-night (_tapping the notes
in his jacket pocket, smartly_) than she has to any other body all
her life. Stupid, that's what people are ... stupid. If those two
hadna' been stupid they might be breathin' now; you're not stupid;
that's why I'm talkin' to you. (_With exaggerated self-possession_)
You said just now murder's ordinary.... Well, it isn't ordinary at all, see?
And I'm not an ordinary chap. There's one big difference 'tween me and
other fellows that try this game. I'll _never be found out_. 'Cause I
don't care a----(_Snapping his fingers grandly_) The world's goin' to
hear from me. That's me. (_Chuckling_) You wait.... (_After a
pause_) But you can't wait, can you?
OLIVIA: What do you mean?
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