Little Women Page #2

AMY:

Joe, don't use slang. Besides, don't forget she gave us the

dollar. I'm sure neither of you suffer as I do. You don't have to

go to that nasty old Davis' school, with impertinent girls who

laugh at your dresses and label your father because he is not

rich.

JO:

"Liable", "liable". Don't say "label" as if Papa were a pickle

bottle.

AMY:

I know what I mean and you needn't be "statirical" about it. It's

proper to use good words and improve your "vocabilary".

JO:

Aren't we elegant?

AMY:

You'd never be thought so with your slang and manners.

JO:

I hope not. I don't want to be elegant.

AMY:

Well, you needn't whistle like a boy.

JO:

That's why I do it.

AMY:

Oh, I detest rude unladylike girls.

JO:

I hate affected, niminy-piminy chits.

BETH:

Birds in their little nests agree.

MEG:

Really, you're both to blame. You're old enough now to leave off

boys tricks and behave better, Josephine. Now you're so tall and

turn up your hair, you must remember you're almost a young lady.

JO:

No, I'm not. And if turning up my hair makes me so, I'll wear it

down until I'm a hundred.

MEG:

Jo! As you for you, Amy, your absurd words are as bad as Joe's

slang. Your airs are funny now, but you'll grow into an affected

little goose unless you take care.

BETH:

Look. If Jo's a tomboy and Amy's a goose, what am I, please?

MEG:

You're a dear, and nothing else.

JO:

We're_cWe're three ungrateful wretches, who don't deserve you.

Oh, wait until I become a famous author and make my fortune. Then

we'll all ride in fine carriages, dressed like Flo King, snubbing

Amy's friends, and _c and telling Aunt March to go to the

dickens. Come on. Let's rehearse. We'll start with the _c um_c

oh, the fainting scene. You're as stiff as a poker on that Amy.

AMY:

Well, I can't help it. I've never seen anyone faint, and I don't

intend to make myself all black and blue tumbling flat as you do.

JO:

Oh, it's easy, if you'll only watch me. Come on.

AMY:

If I can drop gracefully, I'll...

JO:

Now, now. When I come in you'll see the horrible look in my eyes,

and you shrink back trembling. Go ahead, go ahead. Well, get into

the mood Amy. Get into the mood. Now_c now_c when I start towards

you_c with wicked intentions_c Oh Amy! _c.you_c you draw back in

horror, covering your eyes with your hands. Roderigo! Roderigo!

Ahh_c Save me! Save me!

(Jo screams and faints.)**

(Clapping of hands.)There you are now. See? Now, it's easy. Now,

here I come! Haahaa_c...**

AMY:

Roderigo! Roderigo! Oh_c.. Save me! Save me! Oh!_c Oh!_c

(Amy screams and faints on the sofa)**

(Laughing and chatter)**

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MRS. MARCH

Glad to find you so merry, my girls. AMY Darling.

GIRLS:

Marmee.

MRS. MARCH

How's your cold, Meg?

MEG:

Much better.

MRS. MARCH

Beth deary. Kiss me baby. Thank you, Jo. Thank you, dear! You

look tired to death, Jo.

JO:

No, Marmee. I'm not tired.

BETH:

Mmm. Warm. Your slippers are all ready.

MRS. MARCH

Oh. That's my Bethy. Deary.

BETH:

Did you have a hard day, Marmee?

MRS. MARCH

No. Very pleasant, dear. But it's good to be home. I have a treat

for you.

BETH:

A letter from father!

(All chatter together)**

MRS. MARCH

"Give them all my dear love and a kiss. Tell them I know they

will remember all I said to them, that they will be loving

children to you, will do their duty faithfully, fight their bosom

enemies bravely, and conquer themselves so beautifully, that when

I come back to them I may be fonder and prouder than ever of my

little women."

AMY:

I_c.I am a selfish girl, but I'll truly try to be better and not

waste my time in school, so that father mayn't be disappointed in

me.

JO:

I'll try and be what he loves to call me, 'a little woman', and

not be rough and wild; and do my duty here at home instead of

always wanting to go to war to help father.

MEG:

I'm_c I'm not going to be envious anymore, if I can help it.

MRS. MARCH

Now we'll save the rest till after tea, for it's such a lovely

long letter. I know everybody must be hungry.

BETH:

Let's_c. Let's get something for Marmee with our dollar instead

of for ourselves, shall we?

GIRLS:

Oh_c

JO:

That's like you, Beth. What shall we get?

MEG:

I shall get her a nice pair of gloves.

JO:

New slippers! Best to be had!

BETH:

Some new handkerchiefs, all hemmed.

AMY:

A beautiful little bottle of cologne. She'll like that and it

won't cost much and then I'll have some left over for my pencils.

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(Everyone sewing)**

JO:

I'm finished with Asia.

BETH:

And here's Europe.

AMY:

Three more stitches and you can have Africa.

MRS. MARCH

Not too long stitches, dear.

MEG:

If you pass me the scissors, I'll give you America.

MRS. MARCH

There, you see, you did finish it after all. You wanted to put it

off until tomorrow.

BETH:

Oh, but we never should have if Joe hadn't made a game of it, and

thought of talking of the different countries as we worked.

MRS. MARCH

It was a nice idea, Jo. Do you remember how you used to play

Pilgrim's Progress when you were little things.

JO:

I can see us all now. With your rag bags tied over our backs for

burdens.

MRS. MARCH

You have real burdens now, instead of rag bags, according to what

I heard before tea. Except Beth_c she didn't say. Maybe she

hasn't any?

BETH:

Yes, I have. Mine are dishes and dusters, and being afraid of

people, and envying girls with nice pianos.

JO:

A piano is a burden.

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(Everybody sings "Abide with Me")**

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MRS. MARCH

Good night, my precious.

MEG:

Good night, Marmee.

MRS. MARCH

Good night, Joe, my girl.

JO:

Good night, Marmee.

AMY:

Good night, darling.

MRS. MARCH

Good night, my baby.

BETH:

Good night, Marmee.

MRS. MARCH

Good night, Bethy.

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(Church bells ring out Christmas.)**

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JO:

Merry Christmas, Hannah.

HANNAH:

Oh, Merry Christmas.

JO:

Where's Marmee?

HANNAH:

She just went down the street. But she'll be right back. She

wanted you to have your breakfast when I can get it dished up.

JO:

Come round here. Get behind. Hide them. Get close. Get close.

Where have you been, Amy?

MEG:

Amy, what have you been doing?

AMY:

Don't laugh, Jo. I only changed the little bottle of cologne for

a big one. I gave all of my money to get it.

BETH:

Amy!

MEG:

Darling! That was unselfish of you.

JO:

You're some pumpkins, Amy.

AMY:

I felt ashamed thinking only of myself.

BETH:

Amy, my prettiest rose.

AMY:

And I'm so glad, because mine's the handsomest now. Where's

Marmee.

JO:

She'll be back any minute. Breakfast!

AMY:

Oh, Hannah. I'm so hungry.

JO:

Oh, Hannah, what is it? Sausages!

MEG:

Sausages.(Chatter over all the delicacies.)

BETH:

Popovers.

AMY:

They're my favorite!

JO:

Coffee! Oh! Hannah, you've beaten the Dutch?

HANNAH:

You needn't make such a fuss about it. I can remember when I used

to serve it on your father's table everyday.

JO:

No!

AMY:

Oh, Hannah. Were we really that rich? How was I dressed? I'd like

to tell that Jenny Snow all the pretty clothes I used to wear.

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