Carrie Monologueg

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Carrie Monologue- Carousel - Cut from dialogue- Lilliom You mustn't look at me. You look the other way, and I'll say it. [JULIE looks away. MARIE can hardly restrain her own laugh- ter.] Wolf! [She laughs.] That's his real name. Wolf, Wolf, Soldier Wolf! [Abashed, yet a bit boastfully.] Do you know what I'm doing I'm flirting with him. Yes. He asks me to go to the park and I say I can't go. Then he coaxes me, and promises me a new scarf for my head if I go. But I don't go even then. ... So then he walks all the way home with me and I bid him good-night at the door. Um-hm! It's sinful, but it's so thrilling. Yes. ... He takes my hand and we walk along together. Then he wants to swing hands, but I won't let him. I say: "Don't swing my hand"; and he says, "Don't be so stubborn." And then he tries to swing my hand again, but still I don't let him. And for a long time I don't let him until in the end I let him. Then we walk along swinging hands up and down, up and down just like this. That is Passionate Love. It's sinful, but it's awfully thrilling. Lola- Damn Yankees- Te LAURA'S: Bill don't turn away I want to thank you. Is it such a chore to let yourself be thanked? Oh Bill we so rarely touch anymore, I keep feeling I'm losing contact with you. Don't you feel that? I know, you have to go, but it's just that, I don't know, we don't touch anymore. It's a silly way of putting it, but you seem to hold yourself aloof from me. A tension seems to grow between us, and then when we do-- touch--it's a violent thing--almost a compulsive thing. You don't feel it? You don't feel yourself holding away from me until it becomes overpowering?

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Carrie Monologue- Carousel - Cut from dialogue- Lilliom

You mustn't look at me. You look the other way, and I'll say it. [JULIE looks away. MARIE can hardly restrain her own laugh- ter.] Wolf! [She laughs.] That's his real name. Wolf, Wolf, Soldier Wolf!

[Abashed, yet a bit boastfully.] Do you know what I'm doing I'm flirting with him.

Yes. He asks me to go to the park and I say I can't go. Then he coaxes me, and promises me a new scarf for my head if I go. But I don't go even then. ... So then he walks all the way home with me and I bid him good-night at the door.

Um-hm! It's sinful, but it's so thrilling.

Yes. ... He takes my hand and we walk along together. Then he wants to swing hands, but I won't let him. I say: "Don't swing my hand"; and he says, "Don't be so stubborn." And then he tries to swing my hand again, but still I don't let him. And for a long time I don't let him until in the end I let him. Then we walk along swinging hands up and down, up and down just like this. That is Passionate Love. It's sinful, but it's awfully thrilling.

Lola- Damn Yankees- TeLAURA'S:Bill don't turn away I want to thank you. Is it such a chore to let yourself be thanked?Oh Bill we so rarely touch anymore, I keep feeling I'm losing contact with you. Don't you feel that?

I know, you have to go, but it's just that, I don't know, we don't touch anymore. It's a silly way of putting it, but you seem to hold yourself aloof from me. A tension seems to grow between us, and then when we do--touch--it's a violent thing--almost a compulsive thing.

You don't feel it? You don't feel yourself holding away from me until it becomes overpowering?There's no growing together anymore, no quiet times just holding hands, the feeling of closeness, like it was in Italy.

Now it's long separations and then this almost brutal coming together, and-- Oh, Bill, you do see, you do see.