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The Crucible
My Betty be hearty soon?
Out of here!
My Betty not going die...
Out of my sight! Out of my sight!
Oh, my God!
God help me!
Betty. Child.
Dear child,
Will you open up your eyes!
Betty, little one...
Uncle?
Susanna Walcott's here from Doctor Griggs.
Let her come, let her come.
Come in, Susanna.
What does the doctor say, child?
He bid me come and tell you, reverend sir,
that he cannot discover no medicine for it in his books.
Then he must search on.
He have been searching his books since he left you,
but he bid me tell you, that you might look to
- un-natural things for the cause of it. - No - no.
There be no unnatural cause here.
Tell him I have sent for Reverend Hale of Beverly,
and Mr. Hale will surely confirm that.
Let him look to medicine and put out all thought of unnatural causes here. There be none.
Aye, sir. He bid me tell you.
Speak nothing of it in the village, Susanna.
Go directly home and speak nothing of unnatural causes.
Aye, sir. I pray for her.
Uncle,
the rumor of witchcraft is all about;
I think you'd best go down and deny it yourself.
The parlorgs packed with people, sir.
- I'll sit with her. - And what shall I say to them?
That my daughter and my niece I discovered dancing like heathen in the forest?
We did dance;
let you tell them I confessed it -
and I'll be whipped if I must be.
But theygre speaking of witchcraft.
Betty's not witched.
Abigail, I cannot go before the congregation
when I know you have not opened with me.
What did you do with her in the forest?
We did dance, uncle,
and when you leaped out of the bush so suddenly, Betty was frightened
and then she fainted.
And there's the whole of it.
- Child. Sit you down. - I would never hurt Betty. I love her dearly.
Now look you, child,
your punishment will come in its time.
But if you trafficked with spirits in the forest I must know it now,
for surely my enemies will, and they will ruin me with it.
But we never conjured spirits.
Then why can she not move herself since midnight?
This child is desperate!
It must come out - my enemies will bring it out.
Let me know what you done there.
Abigail!
Do you understand that I have many enemies?
I have heard of it, uncle.
There is a faction that is sworn to drive me from my pulpit.
- Do you understand that? - I think so, sir.
Now then, in the midst of such disruption,
my own household is discovered to be
the very center of some obscene practice.
- Abominations are done in the forest - - It were sport, uncle!
You call this sport?
Abigail!
If you know something that may help the doctor,
for God's sake tell it to me.
I saw Tituba waving her arms over the fire when I came on you.
Why was she doing that?
And I heard
a screeching and gibberish coming from her mouth.
She were swaying like a dumb beast over that fire!
She always sings her Barbados songs, and we dance.
Abigail, I cannot blink what I saw,
for my enemies will not blink it.
I saw ...
a dress lying on the grass.
- A dress? - Aye, a dress.
And I thought I saw -
someone naked running through the trees!
No one was naked!
You mistake yourself, uncle!
I saw it! Now tell me true, Abigail.
And I pray you
feel the weight of truth upon you, for now my ministry's at stake,
my ministry and perhaps your cousin's life.
Whatever abomination you have done, give me all of it now,
for I dare not be taken unaware when I go before them down there.
There is nothing more.
I swear it, uncle.
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 answer.
Your name in the town - it is entirely white, is it not?
I am sure it is, sir.
There be no blush about my name.
Is there any other cause than you have told me,
for your being discharged from Goody Proctor's service?
I have heard it said, and I tell you as I heard it,
She comes so rarely to the church this year
for she will not sit so close
to something soiled.
What signified that remark?
She hates me, uncle,
she must, for I would not be her slave.
It's a bitter woman,
a lying, cold, sniveling woman,
and I will not work for such a woman!
She may be. And ...
yet it has troubled me that you are now seven month out of their house,
and in all this time no other family has ever called for your service.
They want slaves, not such as I.
Let them send to Barbados for that.
I will not black my face for any of them!
- Do you begrudge my bed, uncle? - No - no.
My name is good in the village!
I will not have it said my name is soiled!
- Goody Proctor is a gossiping liar! - No - no, I cannot ...
Why, Goody Putnam, come in.
It is a marvel!
It is surely a stroke of Hell upon you.
- No, Goody Putnam, it is - -How high did she fly? How high?
No, no, she never flew -
Why, it's sure she did.
Mr. Collins saw her going over Ingersoll's barn,
and come down light as bird, he says!
Now, look you, Goody Putnam, she never -
Oh, good morning, Mr. Putnam.
It is a providence the thing is out now!
- It is a providence. - What's out, sir, what's - ?
Why, her eyes is closed!
- Look you, Ann. - Why, that's strange. Ours is open.
Your Ruth is sick?
I'd not call it sick;
the Devil's touch is heavier than sick.
It's death, y'know,
it's death driving into them, forked and hoofed.
Oh, pray not! Why, how does Ruth ail?
She ails as she must -
she never waked this morning,
but her eyes open and she walks,
and hears naught, sees naught, and cannot eat.
Her soul is taken, surely.
They say you've sent for Reverend Hale of Beverly?
A precaution only.
They say he has much experience in all demonic-arts, and -
He has indeed; and found a witch in Beverly last year, and let you remember that.
Look you, Goody Ann, they only thought that were a witch, and
I am certain there be no element of witchcraft here.
Witchcraft! Now look you, Mr. Parris -
Thomas, I pray you, leap not to witchcraft.
I know that you - you least of all, Thomas,
would ever wish so disastrous a charge laid upon me.
We cannot leap to witchcraft.
They will howl me out of Salem for such corruption in my house.
Mr. Parris, I have taken your part in all contention here,
and I would continue;
but I cannot if you hold back in this.
There are hurtful,
vengeful spirits laying hands on these children.
But, Thomas, you cannot -
Ann! Tell Mr. Parris what you have done.
Reverend Parris,
I have laid seven babies un-baptized in the earth.
Believe me, sir, you never saw more hearty babies born,
And yet, each would wither in my arms the very night of their birth.
I have spoke nothing,
but my heart has clamored intimations.
And now, this year, my Ruth, my only -
I see her turning strange.
A secret child she has become this year,
and shrivels like a sucking mouth were pulling on her life too.
And so I thought to send her to your Tituba -
To Tituba! What may Tituba - ?
Tituba knows how to speak to the dead, Mr. Parris.
Goody Ann, it is a formidable sin to conjure up the dead!
I take it on my soul,
but who else may surely tell us what person murdered my babies?
- Woman! - They were murdered, Mr. Parris!
And mark this proof!
Mark it!
Last night my Ruth were ever so close to their little spirits;
I know it, sir.
For how else is she struck dumb now
except some power of darkness would stop her mouth?
It is a marvelous sign, Mr. Parris!
Don't you understand it, sir?
There is a murdering witch among us,
bound to keep herself in the dark.
Let your enemies make of it what they will, you cannot blink it more.
Then you were conjuring spirits last night.
Not I, sir -
Tituba and Ruth.
Oh, Abigail,
what proper payment for my charity!
Now I am undone.
You are not undone!
Let you take hold here.
Wait for no one to charge you - declare it yourself.
You have discovered witchcraft -
In my house? In my house, Thomas?
They will topple me with this!
- They will make of it a - - Your pardons.
I only thought to see how Betty is.
Why aren't you home? Who's with Ruth?
Her grandma come.
She's improved a little, I think -
she give a powerful sneeze before.
Ah, there's a sign of life!
I'd fear no more, Goody Putnam.
It were a grand sneeze; another like it will shake her wits together, Igm sure.
Will you leave me now, Thomas?
I would pray a while alone.
Uncle, you've prayed since midnight.
- Why do you not go down... - No - no.
I have no answer for that crowd.
I'll wait till Mr. Hale arrives.
- If you will, Goody Ann... - Now look you, sir.
Let you strike out against the Devil, and the village will bless you for it!
Come down, speak to them -
pray with them.
They're thirsting for your word, Mister!
Surely you'll pray with them.
I'll lead them in a psalm,
but let you say nothing of witchcraft yet.
I will not discuss it.
The cause is yet unknown.
I have had enough contention since I came;
I want no more.
Mercy, you go home to Ruth, d'y'hear?
- Aye, mum. - If she starts for the window,
- cry for me at once. - I will, uncle.
There is a terrible power in her arms today.
How is Ruth sick?
It's weirdish, I know not -
she seems to walk like a dead one since last night.
Betty? Now stop this!
Betty! Sit up now!
Have you tried beating her?
I gave Ruth a good one and it waked her for a minute.
No, he'll be coming up.
Listen, now;
if they be questioning us, tell them we danced -
- I told him as much already, - And what more?
He knows Tituba conjured Ruth's sisters to come out of the grave.
- And what more? - He saw you naked.
Oh, Jesus!
What'll we do? The village is out!
I just come from the farm;
the whole country's talking witchcraft!
- They'll be calling us witches, Abby! - She means to tell, I know it.
Abby, we've got to tell.
Witchery's a hanging error, a hanging like they done in Boston two year ago!
We must tell the truth, Abby!
You'll only be whipped for dancing, and the other things!
Oh, we'll be whipped!
I never done none of it,
Abby, I only looked!
And you're a great one for looking, aren't you, Mary Warren?
What a grand peeping courage you have!
Betty?
Wake up now.
It's Abigail.
I'll beat you, Betty!
My, you seem improving.
I talked to your papa
I told him everything.
So there's nothing to -
I want my mama!
What ails you, Betty?
Your mama's dead and buried.
I'll fly to Mama.
Let me fly!
I told him everything,
he knows now,
- he knows everything - - You drank blood, Abby!
You didn't tell him that!
You never say that again!
- You never say that again! - You did, you did!
You drank a charm to kill John Proctor's wife!
You drank a charm to kill Goody Proctor!
Shut it! Now shut it!
Mama!
Look you.
All of you.
We danced.
And Tituba conjured Ruth Putnam's dead sisters.
And that is all.
And mark this.
Let any of you breathe a word,
or the edge of a word,
about the other things,
and I will come to you
in the black
of some terrible night
and I will bring a pointy reckoning that will shudder you.
And you know I can do it;
I saw Indians smash my dear parentsg heads
on the pillow next to mine,
I have seen some reddish work done at night,
and I can make you wish
you had never seen the sun go down!
Now, you -
sit up and stop this!
What's got her?
Abby, she's going to die!
- It's a sin to conjure... - I say shut it, Mary Warren!
I'm just going home, Mr. Proctor.
Be you foolish, Mary Warren?
Be you deaf?
I .... you leave the house, did I not?
Why shall I pay you?
I am looking for you more often than my cows!
I only come to see the great doings in the world.
I'll show you a great doing on your arse one of these days.
Now get you home;
my wife is waiting with your work!
I'd best be off.
I have my Ruth to watch.
Good morning, Mr. Proctor.
I'd almost forgot how strong you are, John Proctor!
What's this mischief here?
She's only gone silly somehow.
The road past my house is a pilgrimage to Salem all morning.
- The town's mumbling witchcraft. - Oh, posh!
We were dancing in the woods last night,
and my uncle leaped in on us.
She took fright, is all.
Ah, you're wicked yet, aren't ye!
You'll be clapped in the stocks before you're twenty.
Give me a word, John.
A soft word.
No,
no, Abby. That's done with.
You come five mile
to see a silly girl fly?
I know you better.
I come to see what mischief your uncle's brewing now.
- Put it out of mind, Abby. - John -
I am waiting for you every night.
Abby, I never give you hope to wait for me.
I have something better than hope, I think!
Abby, you'll put it out of mind.
I'll not be coming for you more.
You're surely sporting with me.
You know me better.
I know how you clutched my back
behind your house
and sweated like a stallion
whenever I come near!
Or did I dream that?
It's she put me out,
you cannot pretend it were you.
I saw your face when she put me out,
you loved me then
and you do now!
- Abby, that's a wild thing to say - - A wild thing may say wild things.
But not so wild, I think.
I have seen you since she put me out;
I have seen you nights.
I have hardly stepped off my farm this seven month.
I have a sense for heat, John,
yours has drawn me to my window.
I have seen you looking up,
burning in your loneliness.
Do you tell me you've never looked up at my window?
I may have looked up.
And you must.
You are no wintry man.
I know you, John.
I know you.
I cannot sleep for dreaming;
I cannot dream but I wake and walk about the house
as though I'd find you coming
through some door.
Child -
How do you call me child!
Abby,
I may think of you softly from time to time.
But I will cut off my hand before I'll ever reach for you again.
Wipe it out of mind. We never touched.
Aye, but we did.
Aye, but we did not.
Oh, I marvel
how such a strong man may let such a sickly wife...
You'll speak nothing of Elizabeth!
She is blackening my name in the village!
She is telling lies about me!
She is a cold, sniveling woman.
You bend to her!
- Let her turn you... - Do you look for whipping?
I look for John Proctor
took me from my sleep and put knowledge in my heart!
I never knew what pretense Salem was,
I never knew the lying lessons I was taught
by all these Christian women and their covenanted men!
Now you bid me tear the light out of my eyes?
I will not,
I cannot!
You loved me, John Proctor,
and whatever sin it is, you love me yet!
John, pity me, then, John!
Please, John!
Pity me, John! Please!
What's is it? What ails you, child?
- Stop that wailing! - What happened?
What are you doing to her?
Betty! Betty!
She heard you singing and suddenly she's up and screaming.
The psalm! The psalm!
She cannot bear to hear the Lord's name!
God forbid. Mercy, run to the doctor!
Tell him what's happened here!
Mark it for a sign, mark it!
That is a notorious sign of witchcraft afoot,
Goody Nurse, a prodigious sign!
My mother told me that!
When they cannot bear to hear the name of the Lord.
Rebecca, Rebecca, go to her, we're lost.
She suddenly cannot bear to hear the Lord's name.
There is hard sickness here, Giles Corey,
so please to keep the quiet.
I've not said a word.
No one here can testify I've said a word.
Is she going to fly again?
I hear she flies.
Man, be quiet now!
What have you done?
What do you make of it, Rebecca?
Goody Nurse, will you go to my Ruth and see if you can wake her?
I think she'll wake in time.
Pray calm your-selves.
I have eleven children,
and I am twenty-six times a grandma,
and I have seen them all through their silly seasons,
and when it come on them they will run the Devil bowlegged
keeping up with their mischief.
I think she'll wake when she tires of it.
A child's spirit is like a child,
you can never catch it by running after it;
you must stand still,
and, for love, it will soon itself come back.
Aye, that's the truth of it, Rebecca.
This is no silly season, Rebecca.
My Ruth is bewildered, Rebecca;
she cannot eat.
Perhaps she is not hungered yet.
I hope you are not decided to go in search of loose spirits, Mr. Parris.
I've heard promise of that outside.
A wide opinion's running in the parish that the Devil may be among us,
and I would satisfy them that they are wrong.
Then let you come out and call them wrong.
Did you consult the wardens before you called this minister to look for devils?
He is not coming to look for devils!
Then what's he coming for?
There be children dying in the village, Mister!
I seen none dying.
This society will not be a bag to swing around your head, Mr. Putnam.
Did you call a meeting before you - ?
I am sick of meetings; cannot the man turn his head without he have a meeting?
He may turn his head, but not to Hell!
Pray, John, be calm.
Mr. Parris, I think you'd best send Reverend Hale back as soon as he come.
This will set us all to arguing again in the society,
and we thought to have peace this year;
I think we ought rely on the doctor now, and good prayer.
Rebecca, the doctor's baffled!
If so he is, then let us go to God for the cause of it.
There is prodigious danger in the seeking of loose spirits.
I fear it,
I fear it.
Let us rather blame ourselves and -
How may we blame ourselves?
I am one of nine sons;
the Putnam seed have peopled this province.
yet I have but one child left of eight -
and now she shrivels!
I cannot fathom that.
But I must!
You think it God's work you should never lose a child,
nor grand-child either, and I bury all but one?
There are wheels within wheels in this village,
and fires within fires!
When Reverend Hale comes, you will proceed to look for signs of witchcraft here.
You cannot command Mr. Parris.
We vote by name in this society, not by acreage.
I never heard you worried so on this society, Mr. Proctor.
I do not think I saw you at Sabbath meeting since snow flew.
I have trouble enough without I come five mile
to hear him preach only hellfire and bloody damnation.
Take it to heart, Mr. Parris.
There are many others who stay away from church these days
because you hardly ever mention God any more.
Why, that's a drastic charge!
It's somewhat true;
there are many that quail to bring their children -
I do not preach for children, Rebecca.
It is not the children who are unmindful of their obligations toward this ministry.
Are there really those unmindful?
I should say the better half of Salem village
And more than that!
Where is my wood?
My contract provides I be supplied with all my firewood.
I am waiting since November for a stick,
and even in November I had to show my frostbitten hands like some London beggar!
You are allowed six pound a year to buy your wood, Mr. Parris.
I regard that six pound as part of my salary.
I am paid little enough without I spend six pound on firewood.
- Sixty, plus six for firewood - - The salary is sixty-six pound, Mr. Proctor!
I am not some preaching farmer with a book under my arm;
I am a graduate of Harvard College.
Aye, and well instructed in arithmetic!
Mr. Corey, you will look far for a man of my kind at sixty pound a year!
I am not used to this poverty;
I left a thrifty business in the Barbados to serve the Lord.
I do not fathom it, why am I persecuted here?
I cannot offer one proposition but there be a howling riot of argument.
I have often wondered if the Devil be in it somewhere;
I cannot understand you people otherwise.
Mr. Parris,
you are the first minister ever did demand the deed to this house -
Don't a minister deserve a house to live in?
To live in, yes.
But to ask ownership is like you shall own the meeting house itself;
the last meeting I were at
you spoke so long on deeds and mortgages
I thought it were an auction.
I want a mark of confidence, is all!
I am your third preacher in seven years.
I do not wish to be put out like the cat whenever some majority feels the whim.
You people seem not to comprehend
that a minister is the Lord's man in the parish;
- a minister is not to be so lightly crossed and contradicted - - Aye!
There is either obedience or the church will burn like Hell is burning!
Can you speak one minute without we land in Hell again?
I am sick of Hell!
It is not for you to say what is good for you to hear!
I may speak my heart, I think!
What, are we Quakers?
We are not Quakers here yet, Mr. Proctor.
And you may tell that to your followers!
My followers!
There is a party in this church.
l am not blind; there is a faction and a party.
- Against you? - Against him and all authority!
Why, then I must find it and join it.
He does not mean that.
He confessed it now!
I mean it solemnly, Rebecca;
I like not the smell of this "authority".
No, you cannot break charity with your minister.
You are another kind, John.
Clasp his hand, make your peace.
I have a crop to sow and lumber to drag home.
What say you, Giles, let's find the party.
He says there's a party.
I've changed my opinion of this man, John.
Mr. Parris, I beg your pardon.
I never thought you had so much iron in you.
Thank you, Giles!
It suggests to the mind what the trouble be among us all these years.
Think on it.
Wherefore is everybody suing everybody else?
Think on it now, it's a deep thing, and dark as a pit.
l have been six time in court this year -
Is it the Devil's fault that a man cannot say you good morning without you clap him for defamation?
You're old, Giles, and you're not hearing so well as you did.
John Proctor, I have only last month collected four pound damages
for you publicly saying
- I burned the roof off your house. - I never said no such thing,
but I paid you for it,
so I hope I may call you deaf without charge.
Now come along, Giles, and help me drag my lumber home.
A moment, Mr. Proctor.
What lumber is that you're dragging, if I may ask you?
My lumber.
From out my forest by the riverside.
Why, we are surely gone wild this year.
What anarchy is this?
That tract is in my bounds,
it's in my bounds, Mr. Proctor.
In your bounds!
I bought that tract from Goody Nurse's husband five months ago.
He had no right to sell it.
It stands clear in my grandfather's will
that all the land between the river and -
Your grandfather had a habit of willing land
that never belonged to him, if I may say it plain.
That's God's truth;
he nearly willed away my north pasture
but he knew I'd break his fingers before he'd set his name to it.
Let's get your lumber home, John.
I feel a sudden will to work coming on.
- You load one oak of mine and you'll fight to drag it home! - Aye,
and we'll win too, Putnam -
this fool and I. Come on, John!
I'll have my men on you, Corey! I'll clap a writ on you!
Pray you, someone take these!
Mr. Hale! Oh! It's good to see you again!
My, theygre heavy!
They must be; they are weighted with authority.
Well, you do come prepared!
We shall need hard study if it comes to tracking down the Old Boy.
You cannot be Rebecca Nurse?
I am, sir. Do you know me?
It's strange how I knew you, but I suppose you look as such a good soul should.
We have all heard of your great charities in Beverly.
Do you know this gentleman?
Mr. Thomas Putnam. And his good wife Ann.
Putnam! I had not expected such distinguished company, sir.
It does not seem to help us today, Mr. Hale.
We look to you to come to our house and save our child.
Your child ails too?
Her soul, her soul seems flown away.
- She sleeps and yet she walks... - She cannot eat.
Cannot eat!
Do you men have addicted children?
No, no, these are farmers. John Proctor -
He don't believe in witches.
I never spoke on witches one way or the other.
- Will you come, Giles? - No - no, John, I think not.
I have some few queer questions of my own to ask this fellow.
I've heard you to be a sensible man, Mr. Hale.
I hope you'll leave some of it in Salem.
Will you look at my daughter, sir?
She has tried to leap out the window;
we discovered her this morning on the highroad,
waving her arms as though she'd fly.
- Tries to fly. - She cannot bear to hear the Lord's name,
Mr. Hale; that's a sure sign of witchcraft afloat.
No, no. Now let me instruct you.
We cannot look to superstition in this.
The Devil is precise;
the marks of his presence are definite as stone,
and I must tell you all
that I shall not proceed unless you are prepared to believe me
if I should find no bruise of hell upon her.
It is agreed,
- it is agreed - we will abide by your judgment. - Good then.
Now, sir, what were your first warning of this strangeness?
Why, sir - I discovered her and my niece and ten or twelve of the other girls,
dancing in the forest last night.
- You permit dancing? - No, no, it were secret -
Mr. Parris's slave has knowledge of conjuring, sir.
We cannot be sure of that, Goody Ann -
I know it, sir.
I sent my child -
she should learn from Tituba who murdered her sisters.
Goody Ann! You sent a child to conjure up the dead?
Let God blame me, not you,
not you, Rebecca!
I'll not have you judging me any more!
Is it a natural work
to lose seven children before they live a day?
- Seven dead in childbirth. - Aye.
What book is that?
What's there, sir?
Here is all the invisible world,
caught, defined, and calculated.
In these books the Devil stands stripped of all his brute disguises.
Here are all your familiar spirits -
your incubi and succubi;
your witches that go by land, by air, and by sea;
your wizards of the night and of the day.
Have no fear now -
we shall find him out if he has come among us,
and I mean to crush him utterly if he has shown his face!
Will it hurt the child, sir?
I cannot tell.
If she is truly in the Devil's grip
we may have to rip and tear to get her free.
I think I'll go, then.
I am too old for this.
Why, Rebecca, we may open up the boil of all our troubles today!
Let us hope for that.
I go to God for you, sir.
I hope you do not mean we go to Satan here!
I wish I knew.
Come, Mr. Hale, let's get on.
Sit you here.
Mr. Hale, I have always wanted to ask a learned man -
what signifies the reading of strange books?
What books?
I cannot tell; she hides them. What books?
I cannot tell; she hides them.
- Who does this? - Martha, my wife.
I have waked at night many a time
and found her in a corner, reading of a book.
Now what do you make of that?
- Why, that's not necessarily - - No, it discomfits me!
Last night - mark this -
I tried and tried and could not say my prayers.
And then she close her book and walks out of the house,
and suddenly - mark this - I could pray again!
The stoppage of prayer - that is strange.
I'll speak further on that with you.
I'm not saying she's touched the Devil, now,
but I'd admire to know what books she reads and why she hides them.
She'll not answer me, y'see.
Aye, we'll discuss it.
Now mark me,
if the Devil is in her
you will witness some frightful wonders in this room,
so please to keep your wits about you.
Mr. Putnam, stand close in case she flies.
Now, Betty, dear,
will you sit up?
Can you hear me?
I am John Hale, minister of Beverly.
I have come to help you, dear.
Do you remember my two little girls in Beverly?
How can it be the Devil?
Why would he choose my house to strike?
We have all manner of licentious people in the village!
What victory would the Devil have to win a soul already bad?
It is the best the Devil wants,
and who is better than the minister?
That's deep, Mr, Parris,
deep, deep!
Betty! Answer Mr. Hale! Betty!
Does someone afflict you, child?
It need not be a woman, mind you, or a man.
Perhaps some bird invisible to others comes to you -
perhaps a pig, a mouse, or any beast at all.
Is there some figure bids you fly?
In nomine Domini Sabaoth
sui filiique ite ad infernos.
Abigail, what sort of dancing were you doing with her in the forest?
Why - common dancing is all.
I think I ought to say that I saw
- a kettle in the grass where ... - That were only soup.
What sort of soup were in this kettle, Abigail?
Why, it were beans - and lentils, I think.
Mr. Parris, you did not notice, did you,
any living thing in the kettle?
mouse, perhaps, a spider, a frog - ?
- I do believe there were some movement - in the soup. - That jumped in,
- we never put it in! - What jumped in?
A very little frog jumped ... in
A frog, Abby!
Abigail, it may be your cousin is dying.
Did you call the Devil last night?
I never called him!
Tituba, Tituba...
I should like to speak with Tituba.
Goody Ann, will you bring her up?
- How did she call him? - I know not -
- she spoke Barbados. - Did you feel any strangeness when she called him?
A sudden cold wind, perhaps?
- A trembling below the ground? - I didn't see no Devil!
Betty, wake up. Betty!
- Betty! - You cannot evade me, Abigail.
- Did your cousin drink any of the brew in that kettle? - She never drank it!
- Did you drink it? - No, sir!
Did Tituba ask you to drink it?
She tried, but I refused.
Why are you concealing?
- Have you sold yourself to Lucifer? - I never sold myself!
I'm a good girl!
I'm a proper girl!
She made me do it!
She made Betty do it!
- Abby! - She makes me drink blood!
- Blood!! - My baby's blood?
No, no, chicken blood.
- I give she chicken blood. - Woman,
have you enlisted these children for the Devil?
No, no, sir, I don't truck with no Devil!
Why can she not wake?
Are you silencing this child?
I love me Betty!
You have sent your spirit out upon this child, have you not?
Are you gathering souls for the Devil?
She sends her spirit on me in church;
she makes me laugh at prayer!
She have often laughed at prayer!
She comes to me every night to go and drink blood!
You beg me to conjure!
- She beg me make charm - - Don't lie!
She comes to me while I sleep;
she's always making me dream corruptions!
- Why you say that, Abby? - Sometimes I wake
and find myself standing in the open doorway
and not a stitch on my body!
I always hear her laughing in my sleep.
I hear her singing her Barbados songs and tempting me with -
- Mister Reverend, I never - - Tituba, I want you to wake this child.
I have no power on this child, sir.
You most certainly do, and you will free her from it now!
When did you compact with the Devil?
I don't compact with no Devil!
You will confess yourself or I will take you out and whip you to your death, Tituba!
This woman must be hanged!
She must be taken and hanged!
No, no, don't hang Tituba!
- I tell him I don't desire to work for him, sir. - The Devil?
Then you saw him! Now Tituba,
I know that when we bind ourselves to Hell it is very hard to break with it.
We are going to help you tear yourself free -
Mister Reverend, I do believe somebody else be witching these children.
- Who? - I don't know, sir,
- but the Devil got him numerous witches. - Does he!
Tituba, look into my eyes. Come, look into me.
You would be a good Christian woman, would you not, Tituba?
Aye, sir, a good Christian woman.
And you love these little children?
Oh, yes, sir, I don't desire to hurt little children.
And you love God, Tituba?
I love God with all my being.
- Now, in God's holy name - - Bless Him. Bless Him.
- And to His glory - - Eternal glory. Bless Him - bless God...
Open yourself, Tituba -
open yourself and let, God's holy light shine on you.
Oh, bless the Lord.
When the Devil comes to you does he ever come - with another person?
Perhaps another person in the village?
- Someone you know. - Who came with him?
Sarah Good?
Did you ever see Sarah Good with him?
Or Osburn?
Was it man or woman came with him?
- Man or woman? Woman! - What woman?
A woman, you said. What woman?
- It was black dark, and I - - You could see him, why could you not see her?
Well, they was always talking; they was always running round and carrying on -
You mean out of Salem? Salem witches?
I believe so, yes, sir.
Tituba, You must have no fear to tell us who they are,
do you understand?
We will protect you.
The Devil can never overcome a minister.
You know that, do you not?
Aye, sir, oh, I do.
You have confessed yourself to witchcraft,
and that speaks a wish to come to Heaven's side.
- And we will bless you, Tituba. - Oh, God bless you, Mr. Hale!
You are God's instrument put in our hands to discover the Devil's agents among us.
You are selected, Tituba,
you are chosen to help us cleanse our village.
So speak utterly, Tituba, turn your back on him and face God -
face God, Tituba, and God will protect you.
Oh, God, protect Tituba!
Who came to you with the Devil?
Two? Three? Four? How many?
- There was four. There was four. - Who? Who? Their names, their names!
- Oh, how many times he bid me kill you, Mr. Parris! - Kill me!
He say Mr. Parris must be kill!
Mr. Parris no goodly man,
Mr. Parris mean man and no gentle man,
and he bid me rise out of my bed and cut your throat!
But I tell him "No!
I don't hate that man.
I don't want kill that man."
But he say, "You work for me, Tituba, and I make you free!
I give you pretty dress to wear,
and put you way high up in the air, and you gone fly back to Barbados!"
And I say, "You lie, Devil, you lie!"
And then he come one stormy night to me,
and he say, "Look! I have white people belong to me."
And I look - and there was Goody Good.
- Sarah Good! - Aye, sir, and Goody Osburn.
I knew it! Goody Osburn were midwife to me three times.
I begged you, Thomas, did I not?
I begged him not to call Osburn because I feared her.
My babies always shriveled in her hands!
Take courage, you must give us all their names.
How can you bear to see this child suffering?
Look at her, Tituba. Look at her God-given innocence;
her soul is so tender;
we must protect her, Tituba;
the Devil is out and preying on her like a beast upon the mesh of the pure lamb.
God will bless you for your help.
I want to open myself!
I want the light of God,
I want the sweet love of Jesus!
I danced for the Devil;
I saw him;
I wrote in his book;
I go back to Jesus;
I kiss His hand.
I saw Sarah Good with the Devil!
I saw Goody Osburn with the Devil!
I saw Bridget Bishop with the Devil!
I saw George Jacobs with the Devil!
I saw Goody Howe with the Devil!
She speaks! She speaks!
Glory to God! It is broken, they are free!
I saw Martha Bellows with the Devil!
I saw Goody Sibber with the Devil!
The marshal, I'll call the marshal!
I saw Alice Barrow with the Devil!
Let the marshal bring irons!
I saw Goody Hawkins with the Devil!
I saw Goody Bibber with the Devil!
I saw Goody Booth with the Devil!
What keeps you so late?
It's almost dark.
I were planting far out to the forest edge.
You're done then.
Aye,
the farm is seeded.
The boys asleep?
They will be soon.
- Pray now for a fair summer. - Aye.
Are you well today?
I am.
It is a rabbit.
Oh, is it!
In Jonathan's trap?
No,
she walked into the house this afternoon;
I found her sitting in the corner
like she come to visit.
Oh, that's a good sign walking in.
Pray God.
It hurt my heart to strip her,
poor rabbit.
It's well seasoned.
I took great care.
She's tender?
Aye.
I think we'll see green fields soon.
It's warm as blood beneath the clods.
That's well.
If the crop is good
I'll buy George Jacob's heifer.
How would that please you?
Aye,
it would.
I mean to please you, Elizabeth.
I know it, John.
Cider?
Aye!
This farm's a continent when you go foot by
dropping seeds in it.
It must be.
You ought to bring some flowers in the house.
Oh! I forgot!
I will tomorrow.
It's winter in here yet.
On Sunday
let you come with me,
and we'll walk the farm together;
I never see such a load of flowers on the
Lilacs have a purple smell.
Lilac is the smell of nightfall, I think.
Massachusetts is a beauty in the spring!
Aye,
it is.
I think you're sad
again.
Are you?
You come so late I thought you'd gone to
Why?
I have no business in Salem.
You did speak of going, earlier this week.
I thought better of it since.
Mary Warren's there today,
Why'd you let her?
You heard me forbid her go to Salem any
I couldn't stop her.
It is a fault,
it is a fault, Elizabeth -
you're the mistress here, not Mary Warren.
She frightened all my strength away.
How may that mouse frighten you, Elizabeth?
- You - - It is a mouse no more.
I forbid her go,
and she raises up her chin like the daughter of
"I must go to Salem, Goody Proctor;
I am an official of the court!"
Court!
What court?
Aye,
it is a proper court they have now.
They've sent four judges out of Boston, she
weighty magistrates of the General Court,
and at the head sits the Deputy Governor of
Why, she's mad.
I would to God she were.
There be fourteen people in the jail now, she
They'll be tried,
and the court have power to hang them too,
Ah, they'd never hang -
The Deputy Governor promise hanging if
The town's gone wild, I think.
She speak of Abigail,
and I thought she were a saint, to hear her.
Abigail brings the other girls into the court,
and where she walks the crowd will part like
And folks are brought before them,
and if they scream and howl and fall to the
the person's clapped in the jail for bewitching
Oh, it is a black mischief.
I think you must go to Salem, John.
I think so.
You must tell them it is a fraud.
Aye, it is, it is surely.
Let you go to Ezekiel Cheever -
he knows you well.
And tell him what she said to you last week in
She said it had naught to do with witchcraft,
Aye, she did,
she did.
God forbid you keep that from the court, John.
- I think they must be told. - Aye,
they must, they must.
It is a wonder they do believe her.
I would go to Salem now, John -
let you go tonight.
- I'll think on it. - You cannot keep it, John.
I know I cannot keep it.
I say I will think on it!
Good,
then,
let you think on it.
I am only wondering how I may prove what
If the girl's a saint now,
I think it is not easy to prove she's fraud,
and the town gone so silly.
She told it to me in a room alone -
I have no proof for it.
You were alone with her?
For a moment alone, aye.
Why, then, it is not as you told me.
For a moment, I say.
The others come in soon after.
Do as you wish, then.
Woman.
I'll not have your suspicion any more.
- I have no - - I'll not have it!
Then let you not earn it.
You doubt me yet?
John,
if it were not Abigail that you must go to hurt,
would you falter now?
- I think not. - Now look you -
I see what I see, John.
You will not judge me more, Elizabeth.
I have good reason to think before I charge
and I will think on it.
Let you look to your own improvement
before you go to judge your husband any
- I have forgot Abigail, and - - And I.
Spare me!
You forget nothing and forgive nothing.
Learn charity, woman.
I have gone tiptoe in this house all seven
I have not moved from there to there
without I think to please you,
and still an everlasting funeral marches round
I cannot speak but I am doubted,
every moment judged for lies,
as though I come into a court
when I come into this house!
John, you are not open with me.
You saw her with a crowd, you said.
- Now you tell me - - I'll plead my honesty no more, Elizabeth.
- John, I am only - - No more!
I should have roared you down when first
But I wilted,
and, like a Christian, I confessed.
Confessed!
Some dream I had must have mistaken you
But you're not,
you're not,
and let you remember it!
Let you look sometimes for the goodness in
I do not judge you.
The magistrate sits in your heart that judges
I never thought you but a good man, John -
only somewhat bewildered.
Oh, Elizabeth,
your justice would freeze beer!
How do you go to Salem when I forbid it?
Do you mock me?
I'll whip you if you dare leave this house
I am sick,
I am sick, Mr. Proctor.
Pray, pray, hurt me not.
My insides are all shuddery;
I am in the proceedings all day, sir.
And what of these proceedings here?
When will you proceed to keep this house,
as you are paid nine pound a year to do -
and my wife not wholly well?
I made a gift for you today, Goody Proctor.
I had to sit long hours in a chair,
and passed the time with sewing.
Why, thank you,
it's a fair poppet.
We must all love each other now, Goody
Aye,
indeed we must.
I'll get up early in the morning and clean the
I must sleep now.
Mary.
Is it true? There be ...
fourteen women arrested?
No, sir.
There be thirty-nine now -
Why, she's weeping!
What ails you, child?
Goody Osburn - will hang!
Hang!
Hang, y'say?
Aye.
The Deputy Governor will permit it?
He sentenced her. He must.
But not Sarah Good. For Sarah Good
Confessed. To what?
That she -
she sometimes made a compact with Lucifer,
and wrote her name in his black book with her
and bound herself to torment Christians till
and we all must worship Hell forevermore.
But you know what a jabberer she is. Did you
Mr. Proctor, in open court she near to choked
How,
- choked you? - She sent her spirit out.
Oh, Mary, Mary, surely you -
- She tried to kill me many times, Goody
I never knew it before.
I never knew anything before.
When she come into the court
I say to myself, I must not accuse this woman,
for she sleep in ditches, and so very old and
But then -
then she sit there, denying and denying,
and I feel a misty coldness climbing up my
and the skin on my skull begin to creep,
and I feel a clamp around my neck and I
and then I hear a voice,
a screaming voice,
and it were my voice -
and all at once I remembered everything she
Why? What did she do to you?
So many time, Mr. Proctor, she come to this
and mark this:
whenever I turned her away empty, she
Mumbled!
She may mumble if she's hungry.
But what does she mumble?
You must remember, Goody Proctor.
Last month - a Monday, I think -
she walked away, and I thought my guts would
- Do you remember it? - Why - I do, I think,
And so I told that to Judge Hathorne,
and he asks her so.
"Goody Osburn," says he,
"what curse do you mumble that this girl must
Then she replies "Why, your excellence, no
I only say my commandments;
I hope I may say my commandments," says
And that's an upright answer.
But then Judge Hathorne say, "Recite for us
And of all the ten she could not say a single
She never knew no commandments, and they
- And so condemned her? - They must when she condemned herself.
But the proof,
- the proof! - Sir, I've told you the proof.
It's hard proof, hard as rock, the judges said.
You will not go to court again, Mary Warren.
I must tell you, sir,
I will be gone every day now.
I am amazed you do not see what weighty
What work you do!
It's strange work for a Christian girl to hang
But, Mr. Proctor, they will not hang them if
Sarah Good will only sit in jail some time.
And here's a wonder for you;
think on this. Goody Good is pregnant!
Pregnant!
Are they mad? The woman's near to sixty!
Doctor Griggs examine her, and she's full to
And smoking a pipe all these years,
and no husband either!
But she's safe,
thank God, for they'll not hurt the innocent
But be that not a marvel, sir?
You must see it!
It is God's work we do.
So I'll be gone every day for some time.
For I am an official of the court, they say...
I'll official you!
- I'll not stand whipping any more! - Mary, promise now you'll stay at home.
The Devil's loose in Salem, Mr. Proctor!
- I'll whip the Devil out of you! - I saved her life today!
I am accused?
Somewhat mentioned.
But I said I never see no sign you ever sent
and seeing I do live so closely with you, they
Who accused me?
I am bound by law, I cannot tell it.
I only hope you'll not be so sarcastical no
Four judges and the King's deputy sat to
I would have you speak civilly to me, from this
Go to bed.
I'll not be ordered to bed no more, Mr. Proctor!
I am eighteen and a woman, however single!
Do you wish to sit up? Then sit up.
- I wish to go to bed! - Good night, then!
Good night.
The noose,
the noose is up!
- There'll be no noose. - She wants me dead.
I knew all week it would come to this!
They dismissed it. You heard her say -
And what of tomorrow?
She will cry me out until they take me!
- Sit you down. - She wants me dead, John, you know it!
I say sit down!
Now
we must be wise, Elizabeth.
indeed,
indeed!
Fear nothing.
I'll find Ezekiel Cheever.
- I'll tell him she said it were all sport. - John,
with so many in the jail,
more than Cheever's help is needed now, I
Would you favor me with this?
Go...
to Abigail.
- What have I to say to Abigail? - John -
grant me this.
You have a faulty understanding
of young girls.
here is a promise made in any bed -
What promise!
Spoke or silent,
a promise is surely made.
And she may dote on it now - I am sure she
and thinks to kill me, then to take my place.
It is her dearest hope, John,
I know it.
There be a thousand names;
why does she call mine?
There be a certain danger in calling such a
I am no Goody Good that sleeps in ditches,
nor Osburn, drunk and half-witted.
She'd dare not call out such a farmer's wife
but there be monstrous profit in it.
She thinks to take my place, John.
- She cannot think it! - John,
have you ever shown her some-what of
She cannot pass you in the church but you will
I may blush for my sin.
I think she sees another meaning in that
And what see you,
Elizabeth!
What see you?
I think you be somewhat ashamed,
far I am there,
and she so close.
When will you know me, woman?
Were I stone I would have cracked for shame
Then go
and tell her she's a whore.
Whatever promise she may sense -
break it, John,
- break it. - Good,
then I'll go.
- Oh, how unwillingly! - I will curse her hotter than the oldest cinder
But pray, begrudge me not my anger!
- Your anger! I only ask you - - Woman, am I so base?
Do you truly think me base?
I never called you base.
Then how do you charge me with such a
The promise that a stallion gives a mare I
Then why do you anger with me when I bid
Because it speaks deceit, and I am honest!
But I'll plead no more!
I see now your spirit twists around the single
and I will never tear it free!
You'll tear it free -
when you come to know that I will be your
or no wife at all!
She has an arrow in you yet, John Proctor,
and you know it well!
Good evening.
Mr. Hale?
Good evening to you, sir. Come in,
come in.
I hope I do not startle you.
No, no, it's only that I heard no horse -
You are Goodwife Proctor.
Aye; Elizabeth.
I hope you're not off to bed yet.
No, no.
We are not used to visitors after dark, but
you're welcome here.
Will you sit you down, sir?
I will.
Let you sit, Goodwife Proctor.
Will you drink cider, Mr. Hale?
No, it rebels my stomach;
I have some further traveling yet tonight.
Sit you down, sir.
I will not keep you long, but I have some
Business of the court?
No - no,
I come of my own, without the court's
Hear me.
I know not if you are aware,
but your wife's name is - mentioned in the
We know it, sir.
Our Mary Warren told us.
We are entirely amazed.
I am a stranger here, as you know.
And in my ignorance I find it hard to draw a
that come accused before the court.
And so this afternoon, and now tonight, I go
- I come now from Rebecca Nurse's house
God forbid such a one be charged.
She is, however - mentioned somewhat.
You will never believe, I hope,
that Rebecca trafficked with the Devil.
Woman, it is possible.
Surely you cannot think so.
This is a strange time, Mister.
No man may longer doubt the powers of the
There is too much evidence now to deny it.
You will agree, sir?
I -
I have no knowledge in that line.
But it's hard to think so pious a woman
be secretly a Devil's bitch after seventy year
Aye. But the Devil is a wily one, you cannot
However, she is far from accused, and I know
I thought, sir,
to put some questions as to the Christian
if you'll permit me.
Why, we - have no fear of questions, sir.
Good, then.
In the book of record that Mr. Parris keeps,
I note that you are rarely in the church on
No,
sir, you are mistaken.
Twenty-six time in seventeen month, sir.
I must call that rare.
Will you tell me why you are so absent?
Mr. Hale,
I never knew I must account to that man
for I come to church or stay at home.
My wife were sick this winter.
So I am told. But ...
you, Mister,
why could you not come alone?
I surely did come when I could,
and when I could not I prayed in this house.
Mr. Proctor, your house is not a church;
your theology must tell you that.
It does, sir,
it does;
and it tells me that a minister may pray to God
without he have golden candlesticks upon the
What golden candlesticks?
Since we built the church
there were pewter candlesticks upon the altar;
Francis Nurse made them, y'know,
and a sweeter hand never touched the metal.
But Parris came,
and for twenty week he preach nothing but
I labor the earth from dawn of day to blink of
when I look to heaven
and see my money glaring at his elbows -
it hurt my prayer, sir,
it hurt my prayer.
I think, sometimes, the man dreams
not clapboard meeting houses.
And yet, Mister,
a Christian on Sabbath Day must be in
Tell me - you have three children?
Aye. Boys.
How comes it that only two are baptized?
I like it not
that Mr. Parris
should lay his hand
upon my baby.
I see no light of God in that man. I'll not conceal it.
I must say it, Mr. Proctor; that is not for you to
The man's ordained, therefore the light of God
- What's your suspicion, Mr. Hale? - No, no, I have no -
I nailed the roof upon the church,
I hung the door -
Oh, did you! That's a good sign, then.
It may be I have been too quick to bring the
but you cannot think we ever desired the
I think that's in your mind, is it not?
I have...
There is a softness in your record, sir,
a softness.
I think, maybe, we have been too hard with
I think so.
But sure we never loved the Devil here.
Do you know your Commandments,
I surely do.
There be no mark of blame upon my life, Mr.
I am a covenanted Christian woman.
- And you, Mister? - I - am sure I do.
Let you repeat them, if you will.
The Commandments?
Aye.
Thou shalt not kill.
Aye.
Thou shalt not steal.
Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's goods,
nor make unto thee any graven image.
Thou shalt not take the name of the Lord in
thou shalt have no other gods before me.
Thou shalt remember the Sabbath Day and
Thou shalt honor thy father and mother.
Thou shalt not bear false witness.
Thou shalt not make unto thee any graven
You have said that twice, sir.
Aye.
Adultery, John.
Aye.
You see, sir,
between the two of us we do know them all.
I think it be a small fault.
Theology, sir, is a fortress;
no crack in a fortress may be accounted
There be no love for Satan in this house,
I pray it,
I pray it dearly.
Well, then -
I'll bid you good night.
Mr. Hale.
I do think you are suspecting me somewhat?
- Are you not? - Goody Proctor,
I do not judge you.
My duty is to add
what I may to the godlywisdom of the court.
I pray you both good health and good fortune.
Good night, sir.
I think you must tell him, John.
What's that?
Will you tell him?
I -
I have no witness and cannot prove it,
except my word be taken.
But I know the children's sickness had naught
- Naught to do with witchcraft? - Mr. Parris discovered them sporting in the
They were startled and took sick.
Who told you this?
Abigail Williams.
- Abigail! - Aye.
Abigail Williams told you
it had naught to do with witchcraft!
She told me the day you came, sir.
Why - why did you keep this?
I never knew until tonight that the world
Nonsense! Mister,
I have myself examined Tituba, Sarah Good,
that have confessed to dealing with the Devil.
They have confessed it.
And why not, if they must hang for denying it?
There are them that will swear to anything
I have.
I have indeed.
And you would you testify to this in court?
I -
I had not reckoned with going into court. But if
Do you falter here?
I falter nothing, Mister.
But I may wonder if my story will be credited
I do wonder on it, when such a steady-minded
will suspicion such a woman that never lied,
and cannot, and the world knows she cannot!
I may falter somewhat, Mister; I am no fool.
Proctor,
let you open with me now,
for I have a rumor that troubles me.
It's said you hold no belief
that there may even be witches in the world.
Is that true, sir?
I know not what I have said,
I may have said it.
I have wondered if there be witches in the
although I cannot believe they come among
- Then you do not believe - - I have no knowledge of it;
the Bible speaks of witches, and I will not
And you, woman?
I -
I cannot believe it.
- You cannot? - Elizabeth, you bewilder him!
I cannot think the Devil may own a woman's
when she keeps an upright way,
as I have.
I am a good woman,
I know it;
and if you believe I may do only good work in
and yet be secretly bound to Satan,
then I must tell you, sir,
I do not believe it.
But, woman, you do believe there are witches
If you think that I am one,
then I say there are none.
You surely do not fly against the Gospel,
- the Gospel - - She believe in the Gospel, every word!
Question Abigail Williams about the Gospel,
not myself!
She do not mean to doubt the Gospel, sir, you
This be a Christian house, sir,
- a Christian house. - God keep you both;
let the third child be quickly baptized,
and go you without fail each Sunday in to
and keep a solemn, quiet way among you. I
John!
Giles!
What's the matter?
They take my wife.
And his Rebecca!
Rebecca's in the jail?
Aye,
Cheever come and take her in his wagon.
We've only now come from the jail,
and they'll not even let us in to see them.
They've surely gone wild now, Mr. Hale!
Reverend Hale! Can you not speak to the
I'm sure he mistakes these people -
Pray calm yourself, Mr. Nurse.
My wife is the very brick and mortar of the
And Martha Corey,
there cannot be a woman closer yet to God
How is Rebecca charged, Mr. Nurse?
For murder, she's charged!
"For the marvelous and supernatural murder
of Goody Putnam's babies."
What am I to do, Mr. Hale?
Believe me, Mr. Nurse, if Rebecca Nurse be
then nothing's left to stop the whole green
Let you rest upon the justice of the court;
the court will send her home,
- I know it. - You cannot mean she will be tried in court!
Nurse, though our hearts break, we cannot
These are new times, sir.
There is a misty plot afoot so subtle we
to cling to old respects and ancient
I have seen too many frightful proofs in court -
the Devil is alive in Salem,
and we dare not quail to follow wherever the
How may such a woman murder children?
Man, remember, until an hour before the Devil
God thought him beautiful in Heaven.
I never said my wife were a witch, Mr. Hale;
I only said she were reading books!
Mr. Corey,
exactly what complaint were made on your
That bloody mongrel Walcott charged her.
Y'see, he buy a pig of my wife four or five
and the pig died soon after.
So he come dancing in for his money back.
So my Martha, she says to him,
"Walcott, if you haven't the wit to feed a pig
you'll not live to own many".
Now he goes to court and claims that from
he cannot keep a pig alive for more than four
because my Martha bewitch them with her
Good evening to you, Proctor.
Why, Mr. Cheever.
Good evening to you, sir.
Good evening, all.
Good evening, Mr. Hale.
I hope you come not on business of the court.
I do, Proctor, aye.
I am clerk of the court now, y'know.
It's a pity, Ezekiel,
that an honest tailor might have gone to
- You'll burn for this, do you know it? - You know yourself I must do as I'm told.
You surely know that, Giles.
And I'd as lief you'd not be sending me to Hell.
I like not the sound of it, I tell you;
I like not the sound of it.
Now believe me, Proctor,
how heavy be the law, all its tonnage I do
I have a warrant for your wife.
- You said she were not charged! - I know nothing of it.
When were she charged, mister Chiver?
I am given sixteen warrant tonight, sir, and
Who charged her?
Why, Abigail Williams charge her.
On what proof,
- what proof? - Mr. Proctor, I have little time.
The court bid me search your house,
but I like not to search a house.
So will you hand me any poppets
that your wife may keep here?
- Poppets? - I never kept no poppets,
not since I were a girl.
I spy a poppet, Goody Proctor.
Oh! Why, this is Mary's.
Would you please to give it to me?
Has the court discovered a text in poppets
Do you keep any others in this house?
No, nor this one either till tonight.
What signifies a poppet?
Why, a poppet -
a poppet may signify -
Now, woman, will you please to come with
She will not!
- Fetch Mary here. - No, no, I am forbid to leave her from my
You'll leave her out of sight and out of mind.
Fetch Mary, Elizabeth.
What signifies a poppet, Mr. Cheever?
Why, they say it may signify that she -
this, this -
- What's there? - Why - It is a needle!
Herrick, Herrick, it is a needle!
And what signifies a needle?
Why, this go hard with her, Proctor, this -
I had my doubts, Proctor, I had my doubts, but
You see it, sir, it is a needle!
What meaning has it?
The girl, the Williams girl, Abigail Williams, sir.
She sat to dinner in Reverend Parris's house
and without word nor warning she falls to the
Like a struck beast, he says,
and screamed a scream that a bull would
And he goes to save her, and, stuck two
he draw a needle out.
And demanding of her how she come to be so
she testify it were your wife's familiar spirit
Why, she done it herself!
I hope you're not taking this for proof, Mister!
'Tis hard proof!
I find here a poppet Goody Proctor keeps.
I have found it, sir.
And in the belly of the poppet a needle's stuck.
I tell you true, Proctor, I never warranted to
I bid you obstruct me not...
Here now!
Mary, how did this poppet come into my
What poppet's that, sir?
This poppet,
this poppet.
Why, I think it is mine.
It is your poppet, is it not?
- It is, sir. - And how did it come into this house?
Why - I made it in the court, sir, and give it to
Now, sir - do you have it?
Mary Warren,
a needle have been found inside this poppet.
Why, I meant no harm by it, sir.
You stuck that needle in yourself?
- I - I believe I did, sir, I - - What say you now, sir?
Child, you are certain this be your natural
May it be, perhaps,
that someone conjures you even now to say
Conjures me?
Why, no, sir, I am entirely myself,
I think.
Let you ask Susanna Walcott -
she saw me sewing it in court.
Ask...
Abby,
Abby sat beside me when I made it.
Bid him begone.
Your mind is surely settled now.
Bid him out, Mr. Hale.
What signifies a needle?
Mary - you charge a cold and cruel murder on
Murder! I charge no -
Abigail were stabbed tonight;
a needle were found stuck into her belly -
And she charges me?
Aye.
The girl is murder!
She must be ripped out of the world!
You've heard that, sir! Ripped out of the
- Herrick, you heard it! - Out with you.
- Proctor, you dare not touch the warrant. - Out with you!
- You've ripped the Deputy Governor's
- Out of my house! - Proctor, Proctor!
You are a broken minister.
- Proctor, if she is innocent, the court - - If she ...
is innocent?
Why do you never wonder if Parris be
Is the accuser always holy now?
Were they born this morning as clean as
I'll tell you what's walking Salem -
vengeance is walking Salem.
We are what we always were in Salem,
but now the little crazy children are jangling
and common vengeance writes the law!
This warrant's vengeance!
I'll not give my wife to vengeance!
- I'll go, John - - You will not go!
I have nine men outside.
You cannot keep her. The lair binds me, John,
Will you see her taken?
Proctor, the court is just -
Pontius Pilate!
God will not let you wash your hands of this!
I think I must go with them.
Mary,
there is bread enough for the morning;
you will bake, in the afternoon.
Help Mr. Proctor as you were his daughter -
you owe me that, and much more.
When the children wake,
speak nothing of witchcraft.
It will frighten them.
I will bring you home.
I will bring you soon.
- Oh, John, bring me soon! - I will fall like an ocean on that court!
Fear nothing, Elizabeth.
I will fear nothing.
Tell the children
I have gone to visit someone sick.
Herrick!
Herrick, don't chain her!
Damn you, man, you will not chain her!
I'll not have it!
I will not have her chained!
I'll pay you, Herrick,
I will surely pay you!
In God's name, John, I cannot help myself.
I must chain them all.
Now let you keep inside this house till I am
Mr. Proctor -
Out of my sight!
Charity, Proctor, charity.
What I have heard in her favor, I will not fear
God help me,
I cannot judge her guilty or innocent -
I know not. Only this consider:
the world goes mad,
and it profit nothing you should lay the cause
to the vengeance of a little girl.
You are a coward!
Though you be ordained in God's own tears,
you are a coward now!
Proctor, I cannot think
God be provoked so grandly by such a petty
The jails are packed -
our greatest judges sit in Salem now -
and hangings promised.
Man, we must look to cause proportionate.
Were there murder done, perhaps,
and never brought to light?
Abomination?
Some secret blasphemy that stinks to
Think on cause, man,
and let you help me to discover it.
For there's your way,
believe it, there is your only way,
when such confusion strikes upon the world.
Let you counsel among yourselves;
think on your village
and what may have drawn from heaven such
I shall pray God open up our eyes.
I never heard no murder done in Salem.
Leave me, Francis,
leave me.
Tell me, John...
are we lost?
Go home now, Giles.
We'll speak on it tomorrow.
Let you think on it.
We'll come early, eh?
Aye.
Go now, Giles.
Good night, then.
Mr. Proctor!
It's very likely they'll let her come home
once they're given proper evidence.
You're coming to the court with me, Mary.
You will tell it in the court!
I cannot charge murder on Abigail.
You will tell the court
how that poppet come into this house
and who stuck the needle in.
She'll kill me for saying that!
Abby'll charge lechery on you, Mr. Proctor!
She's told you?
I have known it, sir.
She'll ruin you with it, I know she will.
Good.
Then her saintliness is done with.
We will slide together into our pit!
You will tell the court what you know.
I cannot, she'll turn on me -
My wife will never die for me!
I will bring your guts into your mouth
but that goodness will not die for me!
I cannot do it!
Make your peace with it!
Now Hell and Heaven grapple on our backs,
and all our old pretense is ripped away -
make your peace!
I cannot,
Peace...
It is a providence,
and no great change;
we are only what we always were,
but naked now.
Aye,
naked!
And the wind,
God's icy wind,
will blow!
I cannot.
I cannot!!!
Now, Martha Corey, we have abundant
that you have given yourself to the reading of
Do you deny it?
I am innocent to a witch.
I know not what a witch is.
How do you know, then, that you are not a
If I were, I would know it..
Why do you hurt these children?
I do not hurt them. I scorn it!
I have evidence for the court!
Thomas Putnam is reaching out for land!
You’re hearing lies, lies!
Arrest him, excellency!
I have evidence.
Why will you not hear my evidence?
Hands off, damn you, let me go!
Giles, Giles!
Out of my way, Herrick!
I bring evidence -
You cannot go in there, Giles;
it’s a court!
- Pray be calm a moment. - You, Mr. Hale, go in there.
- Demand I speak. - A moment, sir, a moment.
They'll be hanging my wife!
How do you dare come roaring into this court!
Are you gone daft, Corey?
You’re not a Boston judge yet, Hathorne.
You’ll not call me daft!
Who is this man?
Giles Corey, sir, and a more contentious -
I am asked the question,
and I am old enough to answer it!
My name is Corey, sir, Giles Corey.
I have six hundred acres,
and timber in addition.
It is my wife you be condemning now.
And how do you imagine to help her cause
Now be gone. Your old age alone keeps you
They be telling lies about my wife...
Do you take it upon yourself to determine
what this court shall believe and what it shall
Your Excellency, we mean no disrespect...
Disrespect indeed!
It is disruption, Mister.
This is the highest court of the supreme
- do you know it? - Your Excellency,
I only said mi wife were reading books,
and they come and take her out of my
Books! What books?
It is my third wife, sir;
I never had no wife that be so taken with
and I thought to find the cause of it, d’y’see,
but it were no witch I blamed her for.
I have broke charity with the woman,
I have broke charity with her.
Excellency, he claims hard evidence for his
- I think that in all justice you must... - Then let him submit his evidence in
You are certainly aware of our procedure
Clear this room.
Come now, Giles
We are desperate, sir;
we come here three days now and cannot be heard.
- Who is this man? - Francis Nurse, Your Excellency.
His wife’s Rebecca that were condemned this
Indeed! I am amazed to find you in such
I have only good report of your character, Mr.
I think they must both be arrested in contempt,
- Let you write your plea, and in due time I will
God forbid you shut them to it.
The girls, sir,
the girls are frauds.
What’s that?
We have proof of it, sir.
They are all deceiving you.
This is contempt, sir,
- contempt! - Peace, Judge Hathorne.
Do you know who I am, Mr. Nurse?
I surely do, sir,
and I think you must be a wise judge to be
And do you know that near to four hundred are
And seventy-two condemned to hang by that
Excellency, I never thought to say it to such a
Mary Warren! What are you about here?
She would speak with the Deputy Governor.
Did you not tell me Mary Warren were sick in
She were, Your Honor.
When I go to fetch her to the court last week,
She has been striving with her soul all week,
she comes now to tell the truth of this to you.
- Who is this? - John Proctor, sir.
Elizabeth Proctor is my wife.
Beware this man, Your Excellency,
this man is mischief.
- I think you must hear the girl, sir... - Peace.
What would you tell us, Mary Warren?
She never saw no spirits, sir.
Never saw no spirits?
Never.
- She has signed a deposition, sir - No!
No, I accept no depositions.
Tell me, Mr. Proctor,
have you given out this story in the village?
- We have not. - They’ve come to overthrow the court.
I pray you, Mr, Parris.
Do you know, Mr. Proctor, that the entire
is that the voice of Heaven is speaking
- I know that, sir. - And you, Mary Warren,
how came you to cry out people for sending
- It were pretense, sir. - I cannot hear you.
It were pretense, she says.
And the other girls? Susanna Walcott, and -
They are also pretending?
Aye, sir.
Indeed.
Surely, Your Excellency, will not think to let so
be spread in open court!
Indeed not, but it strike hard upon me that she
Mr. Proctor, before I decide whether I shall
it is my duty to tell you this.
We burn a hot fire here;
it melts down all concealment.
- I know that, sir. - Let me continue.
I understand well, a husband’s tenderness
Are you certain in your conscience, Mister,
that your evidence is the truth?
It is.
And you will surely know it.
And you thought to declare this revelation in
I thought I would, aye - with your permission.
Now, sir, what is your purpose in so doing?
Why, I -
I would free my wife, sir.
There lurks nowhere in your heart, nor hidden
any desire to undermine this court?
Why, no, sir.
- I... Your Excellency. - Mr. Cheever?
I think it be my duty, sir -
You’ll not deny it, John.
When we come to take his wife, he damned
- Now you have it! - He did that, Mr. Hale?
- Aye, he did. - It were a temper, sir. I knew not what I did.
Mr. Proctor!
Aye, sir.
Have you ever seen the Devil?
No, sir.
- You are in all respects a Gospel Christian? - I am, sir.
Such a Christian
that will not come to church but once in a
- Not come to church? - I -
I have no love for Mr. Parris.
It is no secret.
But God I surely love.
- He plow on Sunday, sir. - Plow on Sunday?
I think it be evidence, John.
I am an official of the court, I cannot keep it.
I have once or twice plowed on Sunday.
I have three children,
and until last year my land give little.
You’ll find other Christians that do plow on
if the truth be known.
Your Honor, I cannot think you may judge the
I judge nothing.
I tell you straight, Mister -
I have seen marvels in this court.
I have seen people choked before my eyes by
I have seen them stuck by pins and slashed
I have until this moment not the slightest
that the children may be deceiving me.
Do you understand my meaning?
Excellency, does it not strike upon you
that so many of these women have lived so
- with such upright reputation... - Do you read the Gospel, Mr. Proctor?
I read the Gospel.
I think not,
or you should surely know that Cain were an
and yet he did kill Abel.
Aye, God tells us that.
But who tells us Rebecca Nurse murdered
by sending out her spirit on them?
It is the children only, and this one will swear
Aye, she’s the one.
Mr. Proctor, this morning, your wife send me a
in which she states that she is pregnant now.
My wife pregnant?
There be no sign of it - we have examined her
But if she say she is pregnant, then she must
That woman will never lie, Mr. Danforth.
- She will not? - Never, sir, never.
We have thought it too convenient to be
However, if I should tell you now that I will let
and if she begin to show her natural signs,
then you shall have her living yet another year
what say you to that? Come now.
You say your only purpose is to save your
Good, then, she is saved at least this year,
What say ' you, sir? It is done now.
Will you drop this charge?
I -
think I cannot.
- Then your purpose is somewhat larger. - He’s come to overthrow this court, Your
These are my friends.
Their wives are also accused -
I judge you not, sir.
- I am ready to hear your evidence. - I come not to hurt the court, sir;
Marshal, go into the court and bid Judge
And let them go to the tavern, if they will.
- All witnesses and prisoners are to be kept in
If I may say it, sir?
I know this man all my life.
It is a good man, sir.
I am sure of it, Marshal.
Now, what deposition do you have for us, Mr.
And I beg you be clear, open as the sky, and
- I am no lawyer, sir, so... - The pure in heart need no lawyers.
Proceed as you will.
Will you read this first, sir?
It’s a sort of testament.
The people signing it declare their good
of Rebecca, and my wife, and Martha Corey.
Their good opinion!
These are all landholding farmers,
members of the church.
If you’ll notice, sir -
they’ve known the women many years and
they had dealings with the Devil.
How many names are here?
Ninety-one, Your Excellency.
These people should be summoned.
- For questioning. - Mr. Danforth!
I gave them all my word no harm
would come to them for signing this.
This is a clear attack upon the court!
Is every defense an attack upon the court?
- Can no one - ? - All innocent and Christian people are happy
These people are gloomy for it.
And I think you will want to know, from each
what discontents them with you!
I think they ought to be examined, sir.
- It is not necessarily an attack, I think. - These are all covenanted Christians, sir.
Then I am sure they may have nothing to fear.
Mr. Cheever, have warrants drawn for all
arrest for examination.
Now, Mister, what other information do you
You may sit, Mr. Nurse.
I have brought trouble on these people...
No, old man, you have not hurt these people if
But you must understand, sir, that a person is
or he must be counted against it, there be no
This is a sharp time, now,
a precise time -
we live no longer in the dusky afternoon
when evil mixed itself with good and befuddled
Now, by God’s grace, the shining sun is up,
and them that fear not light will surely praise it.
I hope you will be one of those.
She’s not hearty, I see.
No, sir, she’s not.
Now, Mary, remember what the angel Raphael
- Remember it? - Aye.
"Do that which is good,
and no harm shall come to thee."
- Aye. - Come, man, we wait you.
- My deposition, John, give him mine. - Aye.
This is Mr. Corey’s deposition.
What lawyer drew this, Corey?
You know I never hired a lawyer in my life,
It is very well phrased. My compliments.
Mr. Parris, if Mr. Putnam is in the court, will
You have no legal training, Mr. Corey?
I have the best, sir -
I am thirty-three time in court in my life.
And always plaintiff, too.
Oh, then you’re much put-upon.
I am never put-upon;
I know my rights and I will have them.
You know,
your father tried a case of mine - might be ...
- thirty-five year ago, I think. - Indeed.
- He never spoke to you of it? - No, I cannot recall it.
Well, that’s strange,
he give me nine pound damages.
He were a fair judge, your father.
I had a white mare that tinge, and this fellow
- Aye, there he is. - Mr. Putnam,
I have here an accusation by Mr. Corey
He states that you coldly prompted your
It is a lie.
Mr. Putnam states your charge is a lie.
What say you to that?
A fart on Thomas Putnam,
that is what I say to that!
- What proof do you submit for your charge,
If Jacobs hangs for a witch he forfeit up his
that’s law!
And there is none but Putnam with the; coin to
This man is killing his neighbors for their land!
But proof, sir, proof.
The proof is there!
I have it from an honest man who heard
The day his daughter cried out on Jacobs,
he said she’d given him a fair gift of land.
And the name of this man?
- What name? - The man that give you this information.
- I cannot give you his name. - And why not?
You know well why not!
He’ll lay in jail if I give his name!
- This is contempt of the court, Mr. Danforth! - You will surely tell us the name.
I will not give you no name,
I mentioned my wife’s name once
and I’ll burn in hell long enough for that.
I stand mute.
Then I have no choice but to arrest you for
This is a hearing;
you cannot clap me for contempt of a hearing.
Oh, it is a proper lawyer!
Do you wish me to declare the court in full
Or will you give me good reply?
I cannot give you no name, sir, I cannot.
You are a foolish old man.
Mr. Cheever, begin the record.
This court is now in session.
- I ask you, Mr. Corey - - Your Honor! He has the story in confidence,
The Devil lives on such confidences!
Without confidences there could be no
I think it must be broken, sir.
Old man, if your informant tells the truth
let him come here openly like a decent man.
But if he hide in anonymity I must know why.
Now sir,
the government and central church demand of
who reported Mr. Thomas Putnam a common
- Excellency - - Mr. Hale?
We cannot blink it more.
There is a prodigious fear of this court in the
Then there is a prodigious guilt in the country.
Are you afraid to be questioned here?
I may only fear the Lord, sir, but there is fear
Reproach me not with the fear in the country;
there is fear in the country because there is a
But it does not follow that everyone accused
No uncorrupted man may fear this court, Mr.
None!
You are under arrest in contempt of this court. None!
You are under arrest in contempt of this court.
Now sit you down and take counsel with
or you will be set in the jail until you decide to
No, Giles!
I’ll cut your throat, Putnam, I’ll kill you yet!
Peace, Giles, peace.
We’ll prove ourselves. Now we will.
Say nothing more, John.
He’s only playing with you!
He means to hang us all!
This is a court of law.
I’ll have no effrontery here!
Forgive him, sir, for his old age.
Peace, Giles,
we’ll prove it all now.
You cannot weep, Mary.
Remember the angel, what he say to the boy.
Hold to it, now;
there is your rock.
This is Mary Warren’s deposition.
I would ask you remember, sir,
while you read it,
that until two week ago
she were no different than the other children
You saw her scream,
she howled,
she swore familiar spirits choked her;
she even testified that Satan,
in the form of women now in jail, tried to win
- and then... - We know all this.
Aye, sir.
She swears now that she never saw Satan;
nor any spirit, vague or clear,
that Satan may have sent to hurt her.
And she declares her friends are lying now.
Excellency, I think this goes to the heart of
It surely does.
He is an honest man; I know him little.
But in all justice, sir, a claim so weighty
In God’s name, sir, stop here;
send him home and let him come again with a
- Now look you, Mr. Hale - - Excellency, I have signed seventy-two death
I am a minister of the Lord,
and I dare not take a life without there be a
Mr. Hale, you surely do not doubt my justice.
I have this morning signed away the soul of
Your Honor, I’ll not conceal it,
my hand shakes yet as with a wound!
I pray you, sir,
this argument let lawyers present to you.
Believe me, Mr. Hale;
for a man of such terrible learning you are
I hope you will forgive me.
I have been thirty-two year at the bar,
and I should be confounded were I called upon
Let you consider, now -
And I bid you all do likewise.
In an ordinary crime, how does one defend
One calls up witnesses to prove his
But witchcraft is
ipso facto, on its face and by its nature,
an invisible crime, is it not?
Therefore, who may possibly be witness to it?
The witch and the victim. None other.
Now we cannot hope the witch will accuse
Therefore, we must rely upon her victims -
and they do testify,
the children certainly do testify.
As for the witches,
none will deny that we are most eager for all
Therefore, what is left for a lawyer to bring
I think I have made my point. Have I not?
But this child claims the girls are not truthful,
- and if they are not - - That is precisely what I am about to
What more may you ask of me?
Unless you doubt my probity?
I surely do not, sir.
Let you consider it, then.
And let you put your heart to rest.
Her deposition, Mr. Proctor.
I should like to question!
- My... - Mr. Parris, I bid you be silent!
Mr. Cheever, will you go into the court and
Mary Warren!
how came you to this turnabout?
Has Mr. Proctor threatened you for this
No, sir.
Has he ever threatened you?
No, sir.
Has he threatened you?-
No, sir.
Then you tell me that you sat in my court,
when you knew that people would hang by
Answer me!
I did, sir.
How were you instructed in your life?
Do you not know that God damns all liars?
Or is it now that you lie!
No, sir - I am with God now.
You are with God now.
Aye, sir.
I will tell you this - you are either lying now, or
and in either case you have committed perjury
You cannot lightly say you lied, Mary.
- Do you know that? - I cannot lie no more.
I am with God, I am with God.
Ruth Putnam’s not in the court, sir,
- nor the other children. - These will be sufficient.
Sit you down, children.
Your friend, Mary Warren,
has given us a deposition.
In which she swears that she never saw
She claims as well that none of you have
Now, children, this is a court of law.
The law, based upon the Bible,
and the Bible, writ by Almighty God, forbid the
and describe death as the penalty thereof.
Likewise, children, the law and Bible damn all
Now then.
It does not escape me that this deposition
it may well be that Mary Warren has been
who sends her here to distract our sacred
If so, her neck will break for it.
But if she speak true, I bid you now drop your
for a quick confession will go easier with you.
Abigail Williams, rise.
Is there any truth in this?
No, sir.
Children, a very augur bit will now be turned
Will either of you change your positions now,
or do you force me to hard questioning?
I have naught to change, sir.
She lies.
You would still go on with this?
Aye, sir.
A poppet were discovered in Mr. Proctor’s
stabbed by a needle.
Mary Warren claims that you sat beside her in
when she made it, and that you saw her make
and witnessed how she herself stuck her
- What say you to that? - It is a lie, sir.
While you worked for Mr. Proctor, did you see
Goody Proctor always kept poppets.
Your Honor, my wife never kept no poppets.
Mary Warren confesses it was her poppet.
- Your Excellency! - Mr. Cheever?
When I spoke with Goody Proctor in that
But she said she did keep poppets when she
She has not been a girl these fifteen years,
But a poppet will keep fifteen years, will it not?
It will keep if it is kept,
but Mary Warren swears she never saw no
Why could there not have been poppets hid
There might also be a dragon with five legs in
We are here, Your Honor, precisely to
Mr. Danforth!
What profit this girl to turn herself about?
What may Mary Warren gain but hard
You are charging Abigail Williams with a
I do, sir.
I believe she means to murder.
This child would murder your wife?
It is not a child.
Now hear me, sir.
In the sight of the congregation
she were twice this year put out of this
- What’s this? Laughter during - ! - She were under Tituba’s power at that time,
but she is solemn now.
- Aye, she is solemn now and goes to hang
Surely it have no bearing on the question,
He charges contemplation of murder.
Aye. Continue, Mr. Proctor.
Now, Mary, tell the Governor how you danced
Excellency, since I come to Salem this man is
- He - - In a moment, sir. What is this dancing?
I -
- Mr. Proctor - - Abigail leads the girls to the woods, Your
and they have danced there naked -
- Your Honor, this - - Mr. Parris discovered them himself in the
There’s the “child” she is!
Mr. Parris -
I can only say, sir,
that I never found any of them naked,
- and this man is - - But you discovered them dancing in the
- Abigail? - Excellency, when I first arrived from Beverly,
Do you deny it, Mr. Parris?
I do not, sir,
but I never saw any of them naked.
But she have danced?
Aye, sir.
Excellency,
will you permit me?
Pray, proceed.
You say you never saw no spirits, Mary,
You were never threatened or afflicted by any
or the Devil’s agents.
No, sir.
And yet,
when people accused of witchery confronted
you would faint,
saying their spirits came out of their bodies
- That were pretense, sir. - I cannot hear you.
Pretense, sir.
But you did turn cold, did you not?
I myself picked you up many times,
- and your skin were icy, Mr. Danforth, you - - I saw that many times.
She only pretended to faint, Your Excellency.
They’re all marvelous pretenders.
Then can she pretend to faint now?
- Now? - Why not?
Now there are no spirits attacking her, for
So let her turn herself cold now,
let her pretend she is attacked now,
let her faint.
Faint!
- Faint? - Aye, faint.
Prove to us how you pretended in the court so
I - cannot faint now, sir.
Can you not pretend it?
I have no sense of it now, sir!
- Why? What is lacking now? - I - cannot tell,
Might it be that here we have no afflicting
I never saw no spirits.
Then see no spirits now,
and prove to us that you can faint by your
- I cannot do it. - Then you will confess, will you not?
It were attacking spirits made you faint!
- No, sir... - Your Excellency, this is a trick to blind the
It’s not a trick!
- I used to faint because I thought I saw spirits. - Thought you saw them!
But I did not, Your Honor.
How could you think you saw them unless you
I cannot tell how,
but I did.
I - I heard the other girls screaming,
and you, Your Honor, you seemed to believe
It were only sport in the beginning, sir,
and now whole world cried spirits, spirits...
I promise you, Mr. Danforth,
I only thought I saw them but I did not.
Surely, Your Excellency,is not taken by this
Abigail!
I bid you now search your heart and tell me
to God every soul is precious
and His vengeance is terrible on them that
Is it possible, child, that the spirits you have
- some deception that may cross your mind
Child, I would have you consider it -
I have been hurt, Mr. Danforth;
I have seen my blood running out!
I have been near to murdered every day
because I done my duty
pointing out the Devil’s people -
and this is my reward?
To be mistrusted,
denied,
- questioned ... - Child, I do not mistrust you -
Let you beware,
Mr. Danforth.
Think you to be so mighty
that the power of Hell may not turn your wits?
Beware of it!
There is -
What is it, child?
I -
I know not.
A wind,
a cold wind, has come.
- Abby! - Your Honor, I freeze!
They’re pretending!
- She is cold, Your Honor, touch her! - Mary, do you send this shadow on me?
- Lord, save me! - I freeze, I freeze!
- It is a wind, a wind! - Abby, don’t do that! - Mary Warren, do you witch her?
I say to you, do you send your spirit out?
- Let me go, Mr. Proctor, I cannot, - Oh, Heavenly Father, take away
- Marshal! - How do you call Heaven! Whore!
- Whore! - Jonh! What do you -
It is a whore!
- You charge - ? - Mr. Danforth,
- he is lying! - Mark her!
- Now she’ll suck a scream to stab me with... - You will prove this! This will not pass!
I have known her, sir.
I have known her.
You -
you are a lecher?
- John, you cannot say such a - - Oh, Francis!
I wish you had some evil in you that you might
A man will not cast away his good name.
You surely know that.
In -
in what time? In what place?
In the proper place -
where my beasts are bedded.
On the last night of my joy,
some eight months past.
She used to serve me in my house, sir.
A man may think God sleeps,
but God sees everything, I know it now.
I beg you, sir, I beg you -
see her what she is.
My wife, my dear good wife,
took this girl soon after, sir, and put her out on
And being what she is, a lump of vanity...
Excellency, forgive me, forgive me.
She thinks to dance with me on my wife’s
And well she might,
for I thought of her softly.
God help me, I lusted, and there is a promise
But it is a whore’s vengeance, and you must
I set myself entirely in your hands,
- I know you must see it now. - You deny every scrap and tittle of this?
If I must answer that, I will leave and I will not
l have made a bell of my honor!
I have rung the doom of my good name -
you will believe me, Mr. Danforth!
My wife is innocent,
except she knew a whore when she saw one!
What look do you give me?
- I’ll not have such looks! - You will remain where you are!
Mr. Parris,
go into the court and bring Goodwife
- Your Honor, this is all a - - Bring her out!
And tell her not one word of what’s been
Now
we shall touch the bottom of this swamp.
Your wife, you say, is an honest woman.
In her life, sir, she have never lied.
There are them that cannot sing, and them
my wife cannot lie.
- I have paid much to learn it, sir. - And when she put this girl out of your house,
- she put her out for a harlot? - Aye, sir.
- And knew her for a harlot? - Aye, sir,
she knew her for a harlot.
Good then.
And if she tell me, child, it were for harlotry,
Hold!
Turn your back.
Do likewise.
Now let neither of you turn to face Goody
No one in this room is to speak one word,
or raise a gesture aye or nay.
Enter!
Mr. Cheever, report this testimony in all
- Are you ready? - Ready, sir.
Come here, woman.
Look at me only, not at your husband.
In my eyes only.
Good, sir.
We are given to understand that at one time
Abigail Williams.
That is true, sir.
For what cause did you dismiss her?
You will look in my eyes only and not at your
The answer is in your memory
and you need no help to give it to me.
Why did you dismiss Abigail Williams?
She -
dissatisfied me.
And my husband.
In what way dissatisfied you?
Your Honor, I -
in that time I were sick. And I -
My husband is a good and righteous man.
He is never drunk as some are,
nor wasting his time at the shovelboard, but
But in my sickness -
you see, sir,
I were a long time sick
after my last baby,
and I thought I saw my husband
somewhat turning from me.
- And this girl - - Look at me. - Aye, sir.
Abigail Williams -
What of Abigail Williams?
I came to think he fancied her.
And so one night I lost my wits, I think,
and put her out on the highroad.
Your husband -
did he indeed turn from you?
My husband - is a goodly man, sir.
Then he did not turn from you.
- He - - Look at me!
To your own knowledge, has John Proctor
Answer my question!
Is your husband a lecher?
- No, sir. - Remove her, Marshal.
- Elizabeth, tell the truth! - She has spoken. Remove her!
Elizabeth, I have confessed it!
Oh, God!
She only thought to save my name!
Excellency, it is a natural lie to tell;
I beg you, stop now
before another is condemned!
l can shut my conscience to it no more private
From the beginning this man has struck me
By my oath to Heaven, I believe him now,
and I pray you call back his wife ...
She spoke nothing of lechery, and this man
I believe him!
This girl has always struck me false!
You will not!
Begone!
- Begone, I say! - What is it, child?
What’s there? Child! Girls! Why do you - ?
It’s on the beam!
- Behind the rafters. - Where?
Why - ?
Why do you come, yellow bird?
Where’s a bird? I see no bird!
- My face! My face! - Mr. Hale -
- Be quiet! - Do you see a bird? - Be quiet!!
But God made my face;
you cannot want to tear my face.
Envy is a deadly sin, Mary.
- Abby! - Oh, Mary,
this is a black art to change your shape.
No, I cannot,
I cannot stop my mouth;
- it’s God’s work I do. - Abby, I’m here!
They’re pretending, Mr. Danforth!
Oh, please, Mary! Don’t come down.
- Her claws, she’s stretching her claws! - Lies, lies.
Mary, please don’t hurt me!
I’m not hurting her!
- Why does she see this vision? - She sees nothing!
- Abby, you mustn’t!
- I’m here, I'm here!
I’m here, I’m here!
- Mary Warren! Draw back your spirit out of
Mr. Danforth!
Have you compacted with the Devil? Have
Never, never!
Why can they only repeat you?
- Give me a whip - I’ll stop it! - They’re sporting.
They’re sporting!
Abby, stop it!
- Stop it! - Stop it!
- Stop it!! - Stop it!!
A little while ago you were afflicted.
Now it seems you afflict others;
- where did you find this power? - I have no power.
- They’re gulling you, Mister!
Why did you turn about this past two weeks?
You have seen the Devil, have you not?
- You cannot believe them! - - Mary, God damns all liars!
You have seen the Devil,
you have made compact with Lucifer, have
- God damns liars, Mary! - I cannot hear you. What do you say?
You will confess yourself or you will hang!
Do you know who I am?
I say you will hang if you do not open with me!
Mary, remember the angel Raphael -
- do that which is good and - - The wings!
Her wings are spreading!
Mary, don’t, don’t - !
I see nothing, Your Honor!
Do you confess this power! Speak!
She’s going to come down! She’s walking the
- Speak! - I cannot!
- Cast the Devil out!
Look him in the face!
Trample him!
We’ll save you, Mary,
- only stand fast against him and - - Look out! She’s coming down!
Mary, tell the Governor what they doying -
Don’t touch me - don’t touch me!
- You’re the Devil’s man! - Praise God!
- Mary, how - ?
I’ll not hang with you! I love God, I love God.
He bid you do the Devil’s work?
He come at me by night and every day to
- Sign what? - The Devil’s book?
He come with a book?
My name, he want my name.
"I'll murder you," he says, "if my wife hangs!
- We must go and overthrow the court," he
He wake me every night,
his eyes were like coals
and his fingers claw my neck,
- and I sign, I sign... - Excellency, this child’s gone wild!
- Mary! - No, I love God;
I go your way no more.
I love God,
I bless God.
Abby,
Abby, I’ll never hurt you more!
What are you?
You are combined with anti-Christ, are you
I have seen your power;
you will not deny it!
- What say you, Mister? - Excellency -
I will have nothing from you, Mr. Hale!
Will you confess yourself befouled with Hell,
or do you keep that black allegiance yet?
- What say you? - I say -
I say -
- God is dead!!! - Hear it, hear it?
A fire, a fire is burning!
I hear the boot of Lucifer,
I see his filthy face!
And it is my face, and yours, Danforth!
For them that quail to bring men out of
as I have quailed,
and as you quail now
when you know in all your black hearts
that this be fraud -
God damns our kind especially,
and we will burn,
we will burn together!
Marshal! Take him and Corey with him to the
I denounce these proceedings!
You are pulling Heaven down and raising up a
I denounce these proceedings,
I quit this court!
Mr. Hale!
Sarah!
Sarah, wake up!
Sarah Good!
Majesty!
I'm coming,
I'm coming!
Tituba, he's here,
His Majesty's come!
Go to the north cell;
this place is wanted now.
That don't look to me like His Majesty;
look to me like the marshal.
Get along with you now, clear this place.
Is it you, Marshal?
I thought sure you be the Devil coming for us.
Could I...?
Could I have a sip of cider for me going away?
Where are you off to, Sarah?
We're going to Barbados.
Soon the Devil gets here with the feathers and the wings.
A happy voyage to you.
A pair of bluebirds winging southerly.
The two of us!
It be a grand transformation, Marshal.
You'd best give me that, or you'll never rise off the ground.
Come along now.
I'll speak to him for you,
if you desire to come along, Marshal.
I'd not refuse it, Tituba.
It's the proper morning to fly into Hell.
There be no Hell in Barbados.
Devil, him be pleasureman in Barbados!
He be singing and dancing in Barbados.
It's you folks -
you riles him up round here.
It be too cold round here for that Old Boy.
He freeze his soul in Massachusetts,
but in Barbados,
he's just as sweet as...
Aye, sir!
That's him, Sarah!
I'm here!
Majesty!
The Deputy Governor's arrived.
Come along! Come along!
No, he coming for me. I going home!
That's not Satan,
just a poor old cow with a hatful of milk.
Come along now, out with you!
Take me home,
Devil!
Take me home!
Tell him I'm going too!
- Tell him, Tituba, Sarah Good is coming, too! - Take me home!
- Come on. - Take me home. - Move it!
Good morning, Excellency.
Where is Mr. Parris?
I'll fetch him.
Marshal!
When did Reverend Hale arrive?
It were toward midnight, I think.
What is he about here?
He goes among them that will hang, sir, and he prays with them.
He sits with Goody Nurse now. And Mr. Parris with him.
Indeed. That man have no authority to enter this place.
- Why have you let him in, Marshal? - Mr. Parris command me, sir.
I cannot refuse him.
Are you drunk, Marshal?
No, sir;
it is a bitter night, and I have no fire here.
- Fetch Mr. Parris. - Aye, sir.
There is a prodigious stench in this place.
I have only now cleared the people out for you.
Beware hard drink, Marshal.
Aye, sir.
Let you question Hale, Excellency;
I should not be surprised he have been preaching in Andover lately.
We'll come to that; speak nothing of Andover.
Parris prays with him. That's strange.
Excellency, I wonder if it be wise to let Mr. Parris so continuously with the prisoners.
- I think, sometimes, the man has a mad look these days. - Mad?
I met him yesterday coming out of his house, and I bid him good morning -
and he wept and went his way.
I think it is not well the village sees him so unsteady.
Perhaps he have some sorrow.
I think it be the cows, sir.
Cows?
There be so many cows wandering the highroads, now their masters are in the jails,
and much disagreement who they will belong to now.
I know Mr. Parris be arguing with farmers all yesterday -
there is great contention, sir, about the cows.
Contention make him weep, sir;
it were always a man that weep for contention.
Oh, good morning, sir, thank you for coming,
I beg your pardon waking you so early.
Good morning, Judge Hathorne.
Reverend Hale have no right to enter this -
- Excellency, a moment. - Do you leave him alone with the prisoners?
- What's his business here? - Excellency, hear me.
It is a providence.
Reverend Hale has returned to bring Rebecca Nurse to God.
- He bids her confess? - Hear me.
Rebecca have not given me a word this three month since she came.
Now she sits with him, and her sister and Martha Corey and two or three others,
and he pleads with them, confess their crimes and save their lives.
Why - this is indeed a providence.
And they soften, they soften?
Not yet,
Not yet, but I thought to summon you, sir,
that we might think on whether it be not wise...
- I had thought to put a question... - Mr. Parris, be plain, what troubles you?
There is news, sir,
news that the court must reckon with.
My niece, sir,
my niece... I believe she has vanished.
Vanished!
I had thought to advise you of it earlier in the week, sir...
Why? How long is she gone?
This be the third night.
You see, sir, she told me she would stay a night with Mercy Lewis.
Next day, when she does not return, I send to Mr. Lewis to inquire.
- Mercy told him she would sleep in my house for a night. - They are both gone?!
- They are, sir. - I will send a party for them.
- Where may they be? - Excellency, I think they be aboard a ship.
My daughter tells me how she heard them speaking of ships last week, and
tonight I discover my strongbox is broke into.
She have robbed you?
Thirty-one pound is gone. I am penniless.
Mr. Parris, you are a brainless man!
Excellency,
it profit nothing you should blame me.
I cannot think they would run off
except they fear to keep in Salem any more.
Mark it, sir, Abigail had close knowledge of the town, and
- since the news of Andover ... - Andover is remedied.
The court returns there on Friday, and will resume examinations.
- I am sure of it, sir. But the rumor here speaks rebellion in Andover... - There is no rebellion in Andover!
I tell you what is said here, sir.
Andover have thrown out the court, they say, and will have no part of witchcraft.
There be a faction here, feeding on that news, and
I tell you true, sir, I fear there will be riot here.
Riot!
Why at every execution I have seen naught but high satisfaction in the town.
Judge Hathorne - it were different sort that hanged till now.
Rebecca Nurse is no Bridget
that lived three year with Bishop before she married him.
John Proctor is not Isaac Ward
that drank his family to ruin.
I would to God it were not so, Excellency,
but these people have great weight jet in the town.
Let Rebecca stand upon the gibbet
and send up some righteous prayer,
and I fear she'll wake a vengeance on you.
Excellency, she is condemned a witch.
- The court have - - Pray you.
How do you propose, then?
- I would postpone these hangin's for a time. - There will be no postponement.
Now Mr. Hale's returned, there is hope, I think -
for if he bring even one of these to God,
that confession surely damns the others in the public eye,
and none may doubt more that they are all linked to Hell.
This way, unconfessed and claiming innocence,
doubts are multiplied,
many honest people will weep for them,
and our good purpose is lost in their tears.
- Give me the list. - It cannot be forgot, sir,
that when I summoned the congregation for John Proctor's excommnnication
there were hardly thirty people come to hear it.
- That speak a discontent, I think, and - - There will be no postponement.
- Excellency - - Now, sir - which of these in your opinion may be brought to God?
I will myself strive with him till dawn.
- There is not sufficient time till dawn. - I shall do my utmost.
Which of them do you have hope for?
Excellency - a dagger -
What do you say?
Tonight, when I open my door to leave my house -
a dagger clattered to the ground.
You cannot hang this sort.
There is danger for me.
I dare not step outside at night!
Accept my congratulations, Reverend Hale;
we are most gladdened to see you returned to your good work.
You must pardon them. They will not budge.
You misunderstand, sir;
I cannot pardon these when twelve are already hanged for the same crime.
It is not just.
Rebecca will not confess?
The sun will rise in a few minutes.
Excellency, I must have more time.
Now hear me, and beguile yourselves no more.
I will not receive a single plea
for pardon or postponement.
Them that will not confess will hang.
Twelve are already executed;
the names of these seven are given out,
and the village expects to see them die this morning.
Postponement now speaks a floundering on my part;
reprieve or pardon must cast doubt upon the guilt of them that died till now.
While I speak God's law,
I will not crack its voice with whimpering.
If retaliation is your fear, know this -
I should hang ten thousand
that dared to rise against the law,
and an ocean of salt tears
could not melt the resolution of the statutes.
Now draw yourselves up like men
and help me,
as you are bound by Heaven to do.
Have you spoken with them all, Mr. Hale?
All but Proctor. He is in the dungeon.
What's Proctor's way now?
He sits like some great bird;
you'd not know he lived except he will take food from time to time.
His wife -
his wife must be well on with child now.
- She is, sir. - What think you, Mr. Parris?
You have closer knowledge of this man;
might her presence soften him?
It is possible, sir.
He have not laid eyes on her these three months.
- I should summon her. - Is he yet adamant?
Has he struck at you again?
He cannot, sir, he is chained to the wall now.
- Fetch Goody Proctor to me. Then let you bring him up. - Aye, sir.
Excellency, if you postpone a week and publish to the town
that you are striving for their confessions,
that speak mercy on your part, not faltering.
Mr. Hale, as God have not empowered me like Joshua to stop this sun from rising,
so I cannot withhold from them the perfection of their punishment.
If you think God wills you to raise rebellion, Mr. Danforth, you are mistaken!
You have heard rebellion spoken in the town?
Excellency, there are orphans wandering from house to house;
abandoned cattle bellow on the highroads,
the stink of rotting crops hangs everywhere, and no man knows
when the harlot's cry will end his life -
and you wonder yet if rebellion's spoke?
Better you should marvel how they do not burn your province!
Mr. Hale, have you preached in Andover this month?
Thank God they have no need of me in Andover.
You baffle me, sir. Why have you returned here?
Why, it is all simple.
I come to do the Devil's work.
I come to counsel Christians they should belie themselves.
There is blood on my head!
Can you not see the blood on my head?
Hush!
Goody Proctor! I hope you are hearty?
I am yet six month before my time.
Pray be at your ease, we come not for your life.
We -
Mr. Hale, will you speak with the woman?
Goody Proctor!
your husband is marked to hang this morning,
I have heard it.
You know, do you not,
that I have no connection with the court?
I come of my own, Goody Proctor.
I would save your husband's life,
for if he is taken I count myself his murderer.
Do you understand me?
What do you want of me?
Goody Proctor, I have gone this three month
like our Lord into the wilderness.
I have sought a Christian way,
for damnation's doubled on a minister who counsels men to lie.
- It is no lie, you cannot speak of lies. - It is a lie!
- They are innocent! - I'll hear no more of that!
Let you not mistake your duty as I mistook my own.
I came into this village
like a bridegroom to his beloved,
bearing gifts of high religion;
the very crowns of holy law I brought,
and what I touched with my bright confidence, it died;
and where I turned the eye of my great faith,
blood flowed up.
Beware, Goody Proctor -
cleave to no faith
when faith brings blood.
It is mistaken law
that leads you to sacrifice.
Life, woman, life is God's most precious gift;
no principle, however glorious, may justify the taking of it.
I beg you, woman,
prevail upon your husband to confess.
Let him give his lie.
Quail not before God's judgment in this,
for it may well be God damns a liar less than he
that throws his life away for pride.
Will you plead with him?
I cannot think he will listen to another.
I think that be the Devil's argument.
Woman, before the laws of God we are as swine!
We cannot read His will!
l cannot dispute with you, sir;
I lack learning for it.
Goody Proctor, you are not summoned here for disputation.
Be there no wifely tenderness within you?
He will die with the sunrise.
Your husband.
Do you understand it?
What say you?
Will you contend with him?
Are you stone?
I tell you true, woman, had I no other proof of your unnatural life,
your dry eyes now would be sufficient evidence
that you delivered up your soul to Hell!
A very ape would weep at such calamity!
Have the devil dried up any tear of pity in you?
Take her out. It profit nothing she should speak to him!
Let me speak with him, Excellency.
- You'll strive with him? - Will you plead for his confession or will you not?
I promise nothing.
Let me speak with him.
- Pray, leave them, Excellency. - Mr. Proctor, you have been notified, have you not?
I see light in the sky, Mister;
let you counsel with your wife,
- and may God help you turn your back on Hell. - Excellency, let -
If you desire a cup of cider, Mr. Proctor,
God lead you now.
The child?
It grows.
There is no word of the boys?
They're well.
Rebecca's Samuel keeps them.
You have not seen them?
I have not.
You ...
are a - marvel, Elizabeth.
You ...
have been tortured?
Aye.
They come for my life now.
I know it.
None -
have yet confessed?
There be many confessed.
Who are they?
There be a hundred or more, they say.
Goody Ballard is one;
Isaiah Goodkind is one.
There be many.
- Rebecca? - Not Rebecca.
She is one foot in Heaven now;
naught may hurt her more.
And Giles?
You have not heard of it?
I hear nothing, where I am kept.
Giles is dead.
When were he hanged?
He were not hanged.
He would not answer aye or nay
to his indictment;
for if he denied the charge they'd hang him surely,
and auction out his property.
So he stand mute,
and died Christian under the law.
And so his sons will have his farm.
It is the law,
for he could not be condemned a wizard without he answer the indictment,
aye or nay.
Then...
how does he die?
They press him, John.
Press?
Great stones they lay upon his chest
until he plead aye or nay.
They say he give them but two words.
"More weight," he says.
And died.
"More weight,"
Aye.
It were a fearsome man, Giles Corey.
I have been thinking
I would confess to them, Elizabeth.
What say you? If I give them that?
I cannot judge you, John.
What would you have me do?
As you will, I would have it.
I want you living, John. That's sure.
Giles' wife? Have she confessed?
She will not.
It is a pretense, Elizabeth.
What is?
I cannot mount the gibbet like a saint.
It is a fraud.
I am not that man.
My honesty is broke, Elizabeth;
I am no good man.
Nothing's spoiled by giving them this lie
that were not rotten long before.
And yet you've not confessed till now.
- That speak goodness in you. - Spite only keeps me silent.
It is hard to give a lie to dogs.
I would have ...
your forgiveness, Elizabeth.
It is not for me to give, John,
- I am not - - I'd have you see some honesty in it.
Let them, that never lied
die now to keep their souls.
For me it is pretense,
a vanity
that will not blind God
nor keep my children out of the wind.
What say you?
John!
It come to naught that I should forgive you,
if you'll not forgive yourself.
It is not my soul, John,
it is yours.
Only be sure of this,
for I know it now.
Whatever you will do,
it is a good man does it.
I have read my heart this three month, John.
I have sins of my own to count.
It needs a cold wife to prompt lechery.
Enough, enough -
Better you should know me!
I will not hear it! I know you!
You take my sins upon you, John
- No, I take my own... - John! - my own!
I counted myself so plain,
so poorly made,
no honest love could come to me!
Suspicion kissed you when I did;
I never knew how I should say my love.
It were a cold house I kept!
What say you, Proctor? The sun is soon up.
Do what you will.
But let none judge you.
There be no higher judge under Heaven than Proctor is!
Forgive me,
forgive me, John -
I never knew such goodness in the world!
I want my life.
You'll confess yourself?
I will have
my
life.
God be praised! It is a providence!
Your Excelency!
Proctor will confess!
Why do you cry it?
It is evil, is it not? It is evil.
- I cannot judge you, John, I cannot! - Then who will judge me?
God in Heaven!
What is John Proctor,
what is John Proctor?
I think it is honest, I think so;
I am no saint.
Let Rebecca go like a saint;
- for me it is fraud! - I am not your judge, I cannot be.
Do as you will,
do as you will!
Would you give them such a lie?
Say it.
Would you ever give them this?
You would not;
if tongs of fire were singeing you you would not!
It is evil.
Good, then - it is evil, and I do it!
Praise to God, man, praise to God;
you shall be blessed in Heaven for this.
Now then, let us have it.
Mr. Cheever, are you ready?
Why must it be written?
Why, for the good instruction of the village;
this we shall post upon the church door!
Where is the marshal?
Marshal! Hurry!
Now, Mister, speak slowly, and directly to the point,
for Mr. Cheever's sake.
Mr. Proctor!
Have you seen the Devil in your life?
Come, man, there is light in the sky; the town waits at the scaffold;
I would give out this news.
Did you see the Devil?
I did.
Praise God!
And when he come to you, what were his demand?
Did he bid you to do his work upon the earth?
He did.
And you bound yourself to his service?
Come in, come in, woman!
John!
You are well, then, eh?
Courage, man, courage -
let her witness your good example that she may come to God herself.
Now hear it, Goody Nurse!
Say on, Mr, Proctor.
Did you bind yourself to the Devil's service?
Why, John?
- I did. - Now, woman,
you surely see it profit nothing to keep this conspiracy any further.
Will you confess yourself with him?
Oh, John! God send his mercy on you!
I say, will you confess yourself, Goody Nurse?
Why, it is a lie,
it is a lie;
how may I damn myself?
I cannot,
- I cannot. - Mr. Proctor!
When the Devil came to you did you see Rebecca Nurse in his company?
Come, take courage, man -
did you ever see her with the Devil?
No.
Did you ever see her sister, Mary Easty, with the Devil?
No, I did not.
Did you ever see Martha Corey with the Devil?
I did not.
Did you ever see anyone with the Devil?
I did not.
Proctor, you mistake me.
I am not empowered to trade your life for a lie.
You have most certainly seen some person with the Devil.
Mr. Proctor, a score of people have already testified
they saw this woman with the Devil.
Then it is proved.
Why must I say it?
Why "must" you say it!
Why, you should rejoice to say it
if your soul is truly purged of any love for Hell!
They think to go like saints.
I like not to spoil their names.
Mr. Proctor, do you think they go like saints?
- This woman never thought she done the Devil's work. - Look you, sir.
I think you mistake your duty here.
It matters nothing what she thought -
she is convicted of the unnatural murder of children,
and you for sending your spirit out upon Mary Warren.
Your soul alone is the issue here,
and you will prove its whiteness or you cannot live in a Christian country.
Will you tell me now what persons conspired with you in the Devil's company?
- To your knowledge was Rebecca Nurse... - I speak my own sins;
I cannot judge another.
I have no tongue for it.
Excellency, it is enough he confess himself.
Let him sign it,
let him sign it.
It is a great service, sir.
It is a weighty name;
it will strike the village that Proctor confess.
I beg you, let him sign it.
The sun is up, Excellency!
Come, then, sign your testimony.
Give it to him.
Come, man, sign it.
You have all witnessed it -
it is enough.
You will not sign it?
You have all witnessed it;
what more is needed?
Do you sport with me?
You will sign your name
or it is no confession, Mister!
Praise be to the Lord!
If you please, sir.
No.
- Mr. Proctor, I must have - - No,
No. I have signed it.
You have seen me.
It is done!
You have no need for this.
- Proctor, the village must have proof... - Damn the village!
I confess to God,
and God has seen my name on this!
- It is enough! - No, sir, it is non enough.
You came to save my soul, did you not?
Here!
I have confessed myself; it is enough!
- You have not confessed yourself! - I have confessed myself!
Is there no good penitence but it be public?
God does not need my name nailed upon the church!
God sees my name;
God knows how black my sins are!
- It is enough! - Mr. Proctor! I must have...
You will not use me!
I am no Sarah Good or Tituba,
I am John Proctor!
You will not use me!
It is no part of salvation that you should use name!
- I do not wish to use you! - I have three children -
how may I teach them to walk like men in the world, and I sold my friends?
You have not sold your friends -
Beguile me not!
I blacken all of them when this is nailed to the church the very day they hang for silence!
- Mr. Proctor, I must have good and legal proof that you - - You are the high court,
your word is good enough!
Tell them I confessed myself;
say Proctor broke his knees and wept like a woman;
- say what you will, but my name cannot - - It is the same, is it not?
If I report it or you sign to it?
No, it is not the same!
What others say and what I sign to is not the same!
Why? Do you mean to deny this confession when you are free?
- I mean to deny nothing! - Then explain to me, Mr. Proctor,
- why you will not let - - 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!
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!
You will give me your honest confession in my hand,
or I cannot keep you from the rope.
Which way do you go, Mister?
- Marshal! - Proctor, Proctor!
Man, you will hang! You cannot!
I can.
And there
is your first marvel,
that I can.
You have made your magic now,
for now
I do think I see some shred of goodness in John Proctor.
Not enough to weave a banner with,
but white enough to keep it from such dogs.
Give them no tear!
Tears pleasure them!
Show honor now,
show a stony heart
and sink them with it!
Let you fear nothing!
Another judgment waits us all!
Hang them high over the town!
Who weeps for these,
weeps for corruption!
I've had no breakfast.
Come, man.
Go to him.
Goody Proctor! There is yet time!
Go to him!
Proctor!
Woman, plead with him!
Woman! It is pride,
it is vanity.
Be his helper! -
What profit him to bleed?
Shall the dust praise him?
Shall the worms declare his truth?
Go to him,
take his shame away!
He have his goodness now.
God forbid I take it from him!
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