Crucible Storyboard
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- Parris
- studies her, then nods, half convinced: Abigail, I have fought here three long years to bend these stiff-necked people to me, and now, just now when some good respect is rising for me in the parish, you compromise my very character. I have given you a home, child. I have put clothes upon your back-now give me upright answers. Your name in the town-it is entirely white, is it not?
- Parris
- studies her, then nods, half convinced: Abigail, I have fought here three long years to bend these stiff-necked people to me, and now, just now when some good respect is rising for me in the parish, you compromise my very character. I have given you a home, child. I have put clothes upon your back-now give me upright answers. Your name in the town-it is entirely white, is it not?
- Parris
- Act I, paragraph 62
- Mrs. Putnam
- studies her, then nods, half convinced: Abigail, I have fought here three long years to bend these stiff-necked people to me, and now, just now when some good respect is rising for me in the parish, you compromise my very character. I have given you a home, child. I have put clothes upon your back-now give me upright answers. Your name in the town-it is entirely white, is it not?
- Act I, paragraph 62
- Mrs. Putnam
- Act I, paragraph 62
- Mrs. Putnam
- Act I, paragraph 61 63
- There is nothin' more. I swear it, unclewith an edge of resentment: Why, I am sure it is, sir. There be no blush about my name.
- Act I, paragraph 61 63
- There is nothin' more. I swear it, unclewith an edge of resentment: Why, I am sure it is, sir. There be no blush about my name.
- Act I, paragraph 61 63
- There is nothin' more. I swear it, unclewith an edge of resentment: Why, I am sure it is, sir. There be no blush about my name.
- Abigail
- Abigail
- Abigail
- Mary Warren
- Mary Warren
- struggling to escape him: I cannot do it. I cannot
- grasping her by the throat as though he would strangle her. Make your peace with it! Now Hell and Heaven grapple on our backs, and all our old pretense is ripped away-make your peace! He throws her to the floor, where she sobs. "I cannot. I cannot..." And no, half to himself, staring, and turning to the open door. Peace. It is a providence, and no great change; we are only what we always were, but naked now. He walks as though thoward a great horro, facing the open sky. Aye, naked! and the wind, God's icy wind, will blow!
- Mary Warren
- struggling to escape him: I cannot do it. I cannot
- Act II, paragraph 436
- grasping her by the throat as though he would strangle her. Make your peace with it! Now Hell and Heaven grapple on our backs, and all our old pretense is ripped away-make your peace! He throws her to the floor, where she sobs. "I cannot. I cannot..." And no, half to himself, staring, and turning to the open door. Peace. It is a providence, and no great change; we are only what we always were, but naked now. He walks as though thoward a great horro, facing the open sky. Aye, naked! and the wind, God's icy wind, will blow!
- struggling to escape him: I cannot do it. I cannot
- Act II, paragraph 436
- grasping her by the throat as though he would strangle her. Make your peace with it! Now Hell and Heaven grapple on our backs, and all our old pretense is ripped away-make your peace! He throws her to the floor, where she sobs. "I cannot. I cannot..." And no, half to himself, staring, and turning to the open door. Peace. It is a providence, and no great change; we are only what we always were, but naked now. He walks as though thoward a great horro, facing the open sky. Aye, naked! and the wind, God's icy wind, will blow!
- Act II, paragraph 436
- Act II, paragraph 437
- Act II, paragraph 437
- Act II, paragraph 437
- Proctor
- Proctor
- Proctor
- with a cry of his whole soul: Because it is my name! Because I cannot have another in my life! Because I lie and sign myself to lies! Because I am not worth the dust on the feet of them that hang! How may I live without my name? I have given you my soul; leave me my name!
- with a cry of his whole soul: Because it is my name! Because I cannot have another in my life! Because I lie and sign myself to lies! Because I am not worth the dust on the feet of them that hang! How may I live without my name? I have given you my soul; leave me my name!
- Act IV, paragraph 288
- with a cry of his whole soul: Because it is my name! Because I cannot have another in my life! Because I lie and sign myself to lies! Because I am not worth the dust on the feet of them that hang! How may I live without my name? I have given you my soul; leave me my name!
- Act IV, paragraph 288
- Act IV, paragraph 289
- pointing at the confession in proctor's hand: IS that document a lie? If it is a lie I will not accept it! What say you? I will not deal in lies, Mister! Proctor is motionless. You will give me your hones confession in my hand, or I cannot keep you from the rope. Proctor does not reply. What way do you go Mister?
- pointing at the confession in proctor's hand: IS that document a lie? If it is a lie I will not accept it! What say you? I will not deal in lies, Mister! Proctor is motionless. You will give me your hones confession in my hand, or I cannot keep you from the rope. Proctor does not reply. What way do you go Mister?
- Act IV, paragraph 289
- Act IV, paragraph 289
- pointing at the confession in proctor's hand: IS that document a lie? If it is a lie I will not accept it! What say you? I will not deal in lies, Mister! Proctor is motionless. You will give me your hones confession in my hand, or I cannot keep you from the rope. Proctor does not reply. What way do you go Mister?
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