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《卖花女》剧本全本1st
Pygmalion之马矢奏春创作
创作时间:
二零二一年六月三十日
Act1
CoventGardenat11.15p.m.Torrentsofheavysummerrain.Cabwhistlesblowingfranticallyinalldirections.Pedestriansrunningforshelterintothemarketandunderthe ofSt.Paul'sChurch,wheretherearealreadyseveralpeople.Theyareallpeeringoutgloomilyattherain,exceptonemanwithhisbackturnedtotherest,whoseemswhollypreoccupiedwithanotebookinwhichheiswritingbusily.Thechurchclockstrikesthefirstquarter.
Ayoungmanoftwenty,ineveningdress,openshisumbrellaanddashesoffontothestreettostopapassingtaxi,butcomesintocollisionwithaflowergirl,whoishurryinginforshelter,knockingherbasketoutofherhands.Ablindingflashoflightning,followedinstantlybyarattlingpealofthunder,orchestratestheincident.]
THEFLOWERGIRL:
Nahthen,lookwh'y'gowin,deah.
TheYOUNGMAN:
Sorry [herushesoff].
THEFLOWERGIRL:
[pickingupherscatteredflowersandreplacingtheminthebasket]There'smennersf'yer!
Te-oobanchesovoyletstrodintothemad. [Shesitsdownonthe ofthecolumn,sortingherflowers,ontherightofanoldlady.Sheisnotatallanattractiveperson.Sheisperhapseighteen,perhapstwenty,hardlyolder.ShewearsalittlesailorhatofblackstrawthathaslongbeenexposedtothedustandsootofLondonandhasseldomifeverbeenbrushed.Herhairneedswashingratherbadly:
itsmousycolorcanhardlybenatural.Shewearsashoddyblackcoatthatreachesnearlytoherkneesandisshapedtoherwaist.Shehasabrownskirtwithacoarseapron.Herbootsaremuchtheworseforwear.Sheisnodoubtascleanasshecanaffordtobe;butcomparedtotheladiessheisverydirty.Herfeaturesarenoworsethantheirs;buttheirconditionleavessomethingtobedesired;andsheneedstheservicesofadentist].
[Anelderlygentlemanoftheamiablemilitarytyperushesintoshelter,andclosesadrippingumbrella.HeisinthesameplightasFreddy,verywetabouttheankles.Heisineveningdress,withalightovercoat.Hetakestheplaceleftvacantbythedaughter'sretirement.]
THEGENTLEMAN:
Phew!
TheOLDLADY:
[tothegentleman] Oh,sir,isthereanysignofitsstopping?
THEGENTLEMAN:
I'mafraidnot.Itstartedworsethaneverabouttwominutesago. [Hegoestotheplinthbesidetheflowergirl;putsuphisfootonit;andstoopstoturndownhistrouserends].
THEOLDLADY:
Oh,dear!
[Sheretiressadly].
THEFLOWERGIRL:
[takingadvantageofthemilitarygentleman'sproximitytoestablishfriendlyrelationswithhim]. Ifit'sworseit'sasignit'snearlyover.Socheerup,Captain;andbuyafloweroffapoorgirl.
THEGENTLEMAN:
I'msorry,Ihaven'tanychange.
THEFLOWERGIRL:
Icangiveyouchange,Captain,
THEGENTLEMAN:
Forasovereign?
I'venothingless.
THEFLOWERGIRL:
Garn!
Ohdobuyafloweroffme,Captain.Icanchangehalf-a-crown.Takethisfortuppence.
THEGENTLEMAN:
Nowdon'tbetroublesome:
there'sagoodgirl. [Tryinghispockets] Ireallyhaven'tanychange—Stop:
here'sthreehapence,ifthat'sanyusetoyou [heretreatstotheotherpillar].
THEFLOWERGIRL:
[disappointed,butthinkingthreehalfpencebetterthannothing] Thankyou,sir.
THEBYSTANDERA[avigilant,eccentricmiddle-agedmaninalongrainingjacket]:
[tothegirl] Youbecareful:
givehimaflowerforit.There'samanherebehindtakingdowneverywordyou'resaying. [Allturntothemanwhoistakingnotes].
THEFLOWERGIRL:
[springingupterrified] Iain'tdonenothingwrongbyspeakingtothegentleman.I'vearighttosellflowersifIkeepoffthekerb. [Hysterically]I'marespectablegirl:
sohelpme,Ineverspoketohimexcepttoaskhimtobuyafloweroffme. [Generalhubbub,mostlysympathetictotheflowergirl,butdeprecatingherexcessivesensibility.Criesof Don'tstarthollerin.Who'shurtingyou?
Nobody'sgoingtotouchyou.What'sthegoodoffussing?
Steadyon.Easy,easy,etc., comefromtheelderlystaidspectators,whopathercomfortingly.Lesspatientonesbidhershutherhead,oraskherroughlywhatiswrongwithher.Aremotergroup,notknowingwhatthematteris,crowdinandincreasethenoisewithquestionandanswer:
What'stherow?
Whatshedo?
Whereishe?
Atectakingherdown.What!
him?
Yes:
himoverthere:
Tookmoneyoffthegentleman,etc. Theflowergirl,distraughtandmobbed,breaksthroughthemtothegentleman,cryingmildly] Oh,sir,don'tlethimchargeme.Youdunnowhatitmeanstome.They'lltakeawaymycharacteranddrivemeonthestreetsforspeakingtogentlemen.They—
THENOTETAKER:
[comingforwardonherright,therestcrowdingafterhim] There,there,there,there!
Who'shurtingyou,yousillygirl?
Whatdoyoutakemefor?
THEFLOWERGIRL:
[stillhysterical] ItakemyBibleoathIneversaidaword—
THENOTETAKER:
[overbearingbutgood-humored] Oh,shutup,shutup.DoIlooklikeapoliceman?
THEFLOWERGIRL:
[farfromreassured] Thenwhatdidyoutakedownmywordsfor?
HowdoIknowwhetheryoutookmedownright?
Youjustshowmewhatyou'vewroteaboutme. [Thenotetakeropenshisbookandholdsitsteadilyunderhernose,thoughthepressureofthemobtryingtoreaditoverhisshoulderswouldupsetaweakerman]. What'sthat?
Thatain'tproperwriting.Ican'treadthat.
THENOTETAKER:
Ican. [Reads,reproducingherpronunciationexactly] “Cheerap,Keptin;n'hawyaflahrorfaporegel.”
THEFLOWERGIRL:
[muchdistressed] It'sbecauseIcalledhimCaptain.Imeantnoharm.[Tothegentleman] Oh,sir,don'tlethimlayachargeagenmeforawordlikethat.You—
THEGENTLEMAN:
Charge!
Imakenocharge. [Tothenotetaker] Really,sir,ifyouareadetective,youneednotbeginprotectingmeuntilIaskyou.Anybodycouldseethatthegirlmeantnoharm.
THEBYSTANDERSGENERALLY:
[demonstratingagainstpoliceespionage] Coursetheycould.Whatbusinessisitofyours?
Youmindyourownaffairs.Girlneversaidawordtohim.Whatharmifshedid?
Nicethingagirlcan'tshelterfromtherainwithoutbeinginsulted,etc.,etc.,etc. [Sheisconductedbythemoresympatheticdemonstratorsbacktoherplinth,wheresheresumesherseatandstruggleswithheremotion].
THEBYSTANDERB:
Heain'tatec.He'sabloomingbusybody:
that'swhatheis.Itellyou,lookathisboots.
THENOTETAKER:
[turningonhim ] AndhowareallyourpeopledownatSelsey?
THEBYSTANDERB:
[suspiciously] WhotoldyoumypeoplecomefromSelsey?
THENOTETAKER:
Neveryoumind.Theydid. [Tothegirl] Howdoyoucometobeupsofareast?
YouwereborninLissonGrove.
THEFLOWERGIRL:
[appalled] Oh,whatharmisthereinmyleavingLissonGrove?
Itwasn'tfitforapigtolivein;andIhadtopayfour-and-sixaweek. [Intears] Oh,boo—hoo—oo—
THENOTETAKER:
Livewhereyoulike;butstopthatnoise.
THEGENTLEMAN:
[tothegirl] Come,come!
hecan'ttouchyou:
youhavearighttolivewhereyouplease.
THEFLOWERGIRL:
[subsidingintoabroodingmelancholyoverherbasket,andtalkingverylow-spiritedlytoherself] I'magoodgirl,Iam.
THEBYSTANDERB:
[notattendingtoher] Doyouknowwhere thisgentleman comesfrom?
THENOTETAKER:
Cheltenham,Harrow,Cambridge,andIndia.
[Titterings.Popularinterestinthenotetaker'sperformanceincreases.]
THEGENTLEMAN:
Quiteright. [Greatlaughter.Reactioninthenotetaker'sfavor.Exclamationsof Heknowsallaboutit.Toldhimproper.Hearhimtellthe wherehecomefrom?
etc.]. MayIask,sir,doyoudothisforyourlivingatamusichall?
THENOTETAKER:
I'vethoughtofthat.PerhapsIshallsomeday.
[Therainhasstopped;andthepersonsontheoutsideofthecrowdbegintodropoff.]
THEFLOWERGIRL:
[resentingthereaction] He'snogentleman,heain't,tointerferewithapoorgirl.[stillpreoccupiedwithherwoundedfeelings] He'snorighttotakeawaymycharacter.Mycharacteristhesametomeasanylady's.
THENOTETAKER:
Idon'tknowwhetheryou'venoticedit;buttherainstoppedabouttwominutesago.
THEBYSTANDERB:
Soithas.Whydidn'tyousaysobefore?
anduslosingourtimelisteningtoyoursilliness. [Hewalksoff.Withsomegrumbles,otherbystandersalsowalkoffthestageseparately].
THEFLOWERGIRL:
Poorgirl!
Hardenoughforhertolivewithoutbeingworritedandchivied.
THEGENTLEMAN:
[returningtohisformerplaceonthenotetaker'sleft] Howdoyoudoit,ifImayask?
THENOTETAKER:
Simplyphonetics.Thescienceofspeech.That'smyprofession;alsomyhobby.Happyisthemanwhocanmakealivingbyhishobby!
Icanplaceanymanwithinsixmiles.IcanplacehimwithintwomilesinLondon.Sometimeswithintwostreets.
THEFLOWERGIRL:
Oughttobeashamedofhimself,unmanlycoward!
THEGENTLEMAN:
Butistherealivinginthat?
THENOTETAKER:
Ohyes.Quiteafatone.Thisisanageofupstarts.MenbegininKentishTownwith80poundsayear,andendinParkLanewithahundredthousand.TheywanttodropKentishTown;buttheygivethemselvesawayeverytimetheyopentheirmouths.NowIcanteachthem—
THEFLOWERGIRL:
Lethimmindhisownbusinessandleaveapoorgirl—
THENOTETAKER:
[explosively] Woman:
ceasethis horribleboohooinginstantly;orelseseektheshelterofsomeotherplace.
THEFLOWERGIRL:
[withfeebledefiance] I'vearighttobehereifIlike,sameasyou.
THENOTETAKER:
Awomanwhoutterssuchdepressinganddisgustingsoundshasnorighttobeanywhere—norighttolive.Rememberthatyouareahumanbeingwithasoulandthedivinegiftofarticulatespeech:
thatyournativelanguageisthelanguageofShakespearandMiltonandTheBible;anddon'tsitthere likeapigeon.
THEFLOWERGIRL:
[quiteoverwhelmed,andlookingupathiminmingledwonderanddeprecationwithoutdaringtorai