Night Must Fall : a Play in Three Acts — John Shaqi
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: But everything's slippin' away. From underneath our feet.... Can't
_you_ feel it? Starting slow ... and then hundreds of miles an
hour.... I'm goin' backwards!... And there's a wind in my ears,
terrible blowin' wind.... Everything's going past me, like the
telegraph-poles.... All the things I've ever seen ... faster and faster
... backwards--back to the day I was born. (_Shrieking_) I can see
it coming ... the day I was born!... (_Turning to her, simply_)
I'm goin' to die.
_A pause.
A knock at the front door._
It's getting cold.
_Another knock, louder. She presses his head to her._
OLIVIA: It's all right. You won't die. I'll tell them I _made_ you
do it. I'll tell lies--I'll tell----
_A third and louder knock at the front door. She realises she must
answer, goes into the hall, opens the front door, and comes back,
hiding_ DAN _from view._
BELSIZE (_in the hall_): Good evening.... Sorry to pop back like
this----
_He comes into the room, followed by_ DORA _and_ MRS.
TERENCE, _both terrified_.
(_Looking around_) Everything looks all right here.
MRS. TERENCE: I tell you we _did_ 'ear her! Plain as plain! And
we'd gone near a quarter of a mile----
DORA: Plain as plain----
MRS. TERENCE: Made my blood run cold. "Danny!" she screamed. "Danny,
where are you?" she said. She wanted 'im back, she did, to save 'er----
DORA: Because she was bein' murdered. I knew it! I'd never a' run like
that if I 'adn't 'eard----
BELSIZE: We'll soon find out who's right.... Now then----(_As_
OLIVIA _steps aside behind the sofa_) Hello, Dan!
DAN (_quietly, rising and standing by the fireplace_): Hello.
BELSIZE (_standing behind the invalid chair_): Second time to-day,
eh?...
DAN: That's right.
BELSIZE: How's the old lady?
DAN (_after a pause_): Not so bad, thanks, inspector! Gone to bed,
and says she didn't want to be disturbed----
BELSIZE: Smell of paraffin ...
DAN (_with a last desperate attempt at bluster_): You know what
she's like, inspector, a bit nervy these days--
_As_ BELSIZE _goes to the bedroom and flashes a light into
it_.
I'd no sooner got round the corner she screamed for me--"Danny, Danny,
Danny!" she was screamin'--"Danny," she calls me, a pet name for Dan,
that is--
_As_ BELSIZE _goes into the sun-room.
(Rambling on mechanically_) I told her so then. I said, "It's
dangerous, that's what it is, havin' so much paraffin in the house."
That paraffin--she shouldn't ha' so much paraffin in the house--
_His voice trails away. Silence._ BELSIZE _comes back, his face
intent, one hand in coat pocket. A pause._
BELSIZE (_to_ OLIVIA): What are you doing here?
OLIVIA: I'm concerned in--
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