CLIMAX WRITING OF THE PLAY

Climax Writing of The Play



Scene Eleven Climax (a)

Stanley throws Blanche on the bed, who screams as a piece of bottle glass (which had flown off and landed on the bed when she'd broken the bottle to threaten Stanley) pierces her back between the shoulder blades. Stanley laughs and climbs on top, straddling her.

Stanley: Now, now, we can't have that now can we? The fun as not yet begun, how can express your enjoyment before it's begun? That would be unfair now wouldn't it? But why would you care about unfairness? All you stuck up snobs know about is getting your way. Fairness and cheating is all the same to you.

Blanche: No! Please it's…..it's in me….. it hurts.

Stanley (laughs): Wow. Your deceit and your lies have gotten so much better. I could have almost believed you, if I had actually stuck it in you, before you said it. However, sweetie, unfortunately you didn't get your timing right.

Blanche: Stanley no. Please it's in my back…. (crying)

Stanley (confused): In your back? There's nothing on your back you stupid bitch. I'm on top of you, in front of you! Are you so buzzed over already that you can't even think straight?

Blanche: Oh God no! It hurts… please… my back.

Stanley frustrated, strikes Blanche across the face. She screams even louder not from the slap but from the shard of the bottle in her back which jiggles and get forced deeper as her whole and the top of her body jerks from the force of the blow.

Stanley: SHUT UP!

Blanche (whimpers): Please Stanley please….. my back……there's something in my back…. And it hurts….

Stanley (laughing): Well good. Soon it won't be the only thing in you now will it?

Blanche shudders and passes out from the pain

Stanley strikes Blanche again and again, jumping up and down on her navel and shaking her by the shoulders: No get up! Wake up you stupid bitch I want you to look at this! I want you to FEEL this! I want to look at your face as I violate you! I want to hear you cry, whimper and scream in frustration. Get up! You can scream all you want there is no one here would hear your screams and come to save you. Not Mitch, not the child you molested before coming here and certainly NOT the millionaire from your imagination.

The shrill trilling of a telephone interrupts Stanley's monologue. For a second Stanley is completely disoriented and doesn't move as his brain is unable to understand what could be the source of such a sound. Then something clicks and Stanley figures out the telephone is ringing. He jumps of Blanche, runs over to the phone and picks it up.

Stanley: Yes hello?

Operator: There is a call for a Mr. Stanley? Are you Mr. Stanley?

Stanley: Yes.

Operator: It's from the hospital. Are you willing to accept the charges?

Stanley: Oh… yes, yes.

Operator: Thank you, hold on a moment.

There is a click and then another female voice speaks excitedly from ...