The day after the girls were found dancing in the woods.
(2) Don't you understand it, sir? There is a murdering witch among us, bound to keep herself in the dark...
(3)Then you were with the conjuring spirits last night.
(4)Not I, sir- Tibuba and Ruth.
(1)They were murdered, Mr. Parris! And mark this proof!..
After Elizabeth Proctor was arrested.
(2) You're coming to court with me, Mary. You will tell it in court.
(8) Good. Then her saintliness is done with. We will slide together in our pit; you will tell the court what you know.
(4) You will tell the court how that poppet came here and who stuck the needle in it.
(6) She's told you!
(1) Mr. Proctor, very likely they'll let her come home once they're given proper evidence.
(9) I cannot, they'll turn on me-
(3) I cannot charge murder on Abigail.
(5) She'll kill me for sayin' that! Abby'll charge lechery on you, Mr. Proctor!
(7) I have known it, sir. She'll ruin you with it, I know she will.
(3) You are pulling Heaven down and raising up a whore!
After Mary turns on Proctor in court and sides with Abigail
(1) Marshal! Take him and Corey with him to the jail!
(5) Mr. Hale! Mr. Hale!
(4) I denounce these proceedings, I quit this court!
(2) I denounce these proceedings!
(2)No, it is not the same! What others say and what I sign to is not the same!
(6)Because it is my name! Because I cannot have another in my life!..
(10)I can. And there's your first marvel, that I can.
After Proctor says his niece has took off.
(4)I mean to deny nothing!
(9)Man you will hang! You cannot!
(1) It is the same, is it not? If i report it or you sign to it?
(5)Then explain to me, Mr. Proctor, why you will not let--
(7)Is that document a lie? If it is a lie I will not accept it!
(11)Let you fear nothing! Another judgement awaits us all!
(3)Why? Do you mean to deny this confession when you are free?
I had read about witch craft trials in college, but it was not until I read a book published in 1867- a two-volume, thousand page study by Charles W. Upham, who then was the mayor of Salem that I knew I had to write about the period. The more I read into the Salem panic, the more it touched off corresponding images of common experiences in the fifties. I am not sure what "The Crucible" is telling people now, but I know it's paranoid center is still pumping out the same darkly attractive warning that it did in the fifties.
The things we want done we go for them. We can become the most forthright voice against the madness around us. We show that a clear moral outcry could still spring from an ambiguously unblemished soul.