R.U.R. (Rossum's Universal Robots): A Fantastic Melodrama in Three Acts and an EpilogueČapek, Karel
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R.U.R. (Rossum's Universal Robots): A Fantastic Melodrama in Three Acts and an Epilogue
Čapek, Karel
Czech drama -- Translations into English; Robots -- Drama; Science fiction plays
(_Enter HELENA. Exit MARIUS R._)
HELENA. (_Crossing to desk_) How do you do?
DOMIN. How do you do? What can I do for you?
HELENA. You are Mr. Domin, the General Manager?
DOMIN. I am.
HELENA. I have come--
DOMIN. With President Glory’s card. That is quite sufficient.
HELENA. President Glory is my father. I am Helena Glory.
DOMIN. Please sit down. Sulla, you may go. (_Exit SULLA L. Sitting down
L. of desk_) How can I be of service to you, Miss Glory?
HELENA. I have come-- (_Sits R. of desk._)
DOMIN. To have a look at our famous works where people are
manufactured. Like all visitors. Well, there is no objection.
HELENA. I thought it was forbidden to--
DOMIN. To enter the factory? Yes, of course. Everybody comes here with
someone’s visiting card, Miss Glory.
HELENA. And you show them--
DOMIN. Only certain things. The manufacture of artificial people is a
secret process.
HELENA. If you only knew how enormously that--
DOMIN. Interests you. Europe’s talking about nothing else.
HELENA. (_Indignantly turning front_) Why don’t you let me finish
speaking?
DOMIN. (_Drier_) I beg your pardon. Did you want to say something
different?
HELENA. I only wanted to ask--
DOMIN. Whether I could make a special exception in your case and show
you our factory. Why, certainly, Miss Glory.
HELENA. How do you know I wanted to say that?
DOMIN. They all do. But we shall consider it a special honor to show
you more than we do the rest.
HELENA. Thank you.
DOMIN. (_Standing_) But you must agree not to divulge the least--
HELENA. (_Standing and giving him her hand_) My word of honor.
DOMIN. Thank you. (_Looking at her hand_) Won’t you raise your veil?
HELENA. Of course. You want to see whether I’m a spy or not--I beg your
pardon.
DOMIN. (_Leaning forward_) What is it?
HELENA. Would you mind releasing my hand?
DOMIN. (_Releasing it_) Oh, I beg _your_ pardon.
HELENA. (_Raising veil_) How cautious you have to be here, don’t you?
DOMIN. (_Observing her with deep interest_) Why, yes. Hm--of
course--We--that is--
HELENA. But what is it? What’s the matter?
DOMIN. I’m remarkably pleased. Did you have a pleasant crossing?
HELENA. Yes.
DOMIN. No difficulty?
HELENA. Why?
DOMIN. What I mean to say is--you’re so _young_.
HELENA. May we go straight into the factory?
DOMIN. Yes. Twenty-two, I think.
HELENA. Twenty-two what?
DOMIN. Years.
HELENA. Twenty-one. Why do you want to know?
DOMIN. Well, because--as-- (_Sits on desk nearer her_) You will make a
long stay, won’t you?
HELENA. (_Backing away R._) That depends on how much of the factory you
show me.
DOMIN. (_Rises; crosses to her_) Oh, hang the factory. Oh, no, no, you
shall see everything, Miss Glory. Indeed you shall. Won’t you sit down?
(_Takes her to couch R.C. She sits. Offers her cigarette from case at
end of sofa. She refuses._)
HELENA. Thank you.
DOMIN. But first would you like to hear the story of the invention?
HELENA. Yes, indeed.
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