Ratts. Come along; she har what we say, and she's cryin' for us. He didn't ought to bid against a lady. Dora. Race or not, it's a story about . Hillo, darkey, hand me a smash dar. Nebber supply no more, sar---nebber dance again. This old nigger, the grandfather of the boy you murdered, speaks for you---don't that go through you? He is incapable of any but sincere and pure feelings---so are you. [Pete holds lantern up.] He's yours, Mr. George Peyton. You can protect me from that man---do let me die without pain. Lynch him! Dido. I will! Look here, the boy knows and likes me, Judge; let him come my way? Tableaux.*. [Re-enters from boat.] Pete. Is my plantation at Comptableau worth this? I don't know; she may as well hear the hull of it. *Re-enter*Lafouche,R.,with smashed apparatus. George. The judge drew money like Bourbon whiskey from a barrel, and never turned off the tap. He stood gazing in wonder at her work-basket as if it was something extraordinary. Paul. Pete. I ain't no count, sar. I shall do so if you weep. Frank Capra, If you wish to achieve worthwhile things in your personal and career life, you must become a worthwhile person in your own self-development. Go on, Colonel. European, I suppose. O, golly! "Sign that," says the overseer; "it's only a formality." Scud. Just click the "Edit page" button at the bottom of the page or learn more in the Quotes submission guide. How can she then ask her father to free me? Ratts. [Brings hammer down.] [Who has been looking about the camera.] [Weeping.] Scud. I shrunk from it and fled. Is the prisoner guilty, or is he not guilty? But don't mount to nuffin---kin work cannel. It's such a long time since I did this sort of thing, and this old machine has got so dirty and stiff, I'm afraid it won't operate. Darn it, when I see a woman in trouble, I feel like selling the skin off my back. [Zoe*helps her. Ha, ha!---[Calls.] Paul. [Offers hand,Georgebows coldly,R. C.] [aside.] I'm afraid to die; yet I am more afraid to live. I thought I heard the sound of a paddle in the water. What's he doing; is he asleep? What! I think so; shall I ask him that too? [Raises hand to back of his neck.] I'll see to that. Pete. Paul. The list of your slaves is incomplete---it wants one. Ratts. Lafouche. George. [*Seizes whip, and holds*Paul. Paul's best friend, the Indian Wahnotee, discovers Paul's body; he can speak only poor English, however, and is unable to communicate the tragedy to anyone else. Wahnotee? Hush! Here are evidences of the crime; this rum-bottle half emptied---this photographic apparatus smashed---and there are marks of blood and footsteps around the shed. Twelve thousand. I'm from fair to middlin', like a bamboo cane, much the same all the year round. I would be alone a little while. [Examines paper.]. [A pause.] Well, what d'ye say, Lafouche---d'ye smile? Tousand dollars, Massa Thibodeaux.
Mrs. P.[L. C.] My nephew is not acquainted with our customs in Louisiana, but he will soon understand. No, it won't; we have confessed to Dora that we love each other. O, here he is. "No. Burn! No; but you, aunty, you are wise---you know every plant, don't you, and what it is good for? Zoe. I brought half this ruin on this family, with my all-fired improvements. Ivan Glasenberg, Very few things hurt my young ego more than an Asian female openly shaming me for my Asian-ness. But now that vagrant love is---eh? Yes---me and Co.---we done it; but, as you were senior partner in the concern, I reckon you got the big lick. Buy me, Mas'r Ratts, do buy me, sar? Well, you wrong me. Scud. Look! Some of those sirens of Paris, I presume, [Pause.] George R R Martin. Sunny. ", Zoe. I only come back to find Wahnotee; whar is dat ign'ant Ingiun? Pete. Glendon Swarthout, Never believe in any faith younger than you are." Here then, I'll put back these Peytons in Terrebonne, and they shall know you done it; yes, they'll have you to thank for saving them from ruin. Scud. She has had the education of a lady. O, aunt! I have a restorative here---will you poor it in the glass? George is courted by the rich Southern belle heiress Dora Sunnyside, but he finds himself falling in love with Zoe, the daughter of his uncle through one of the slaves. M'Closky. A julep, gal, that's my breakfast, and a bit of cheese. Now, I feel bad about my share in the business. He's yours, Captain Ratts, Magnolia steamer. Laws, mussey! [Sits. No---no. EnterLafoucheand*Jackson,L. Jackson. [Advances.] Be the first to contribute! George. Omnes. Scud. Pete. Ben Tolosa You must not for one instant give up the effort to build new lives for yourselves. Come, the hour is past. [Slowly lowering his whip,] Darn you, red skin, I'll pay you off some day, both of ye. I bid seven thousand, which is the last dollar this family possesses. Zoe. Hark! M'Closky. Mrs. P.I fear that the property is so involved that the strictest economy will scarcely recover it. Work, Zoe, is the salt that gives savor to life. Point. The Octoroon Act II Summary & Analysis. Listen to me. Mrs. P.George, you are incorrigible. George. He loves Zoe, and has found out that she loves him. When Paul was taken down with the swamp fever the Indian sat outside the hut, and neither ate, slept, or spoke for five days, till the child could recognize and call him to his bedside. O, my father! Then I will go to the Red Light or the Monte Carlo and dance the floor afire. M'Closky. This is folly, Dora. Dere's a dish of pen-pans---jess taste, Mas'r George---and here's fried bananas; smell 'em, do, sa glosh. Ratts. Where are they? I'm 'most afraid to take Wahnotee to the shed, there's rum there. In a word, I have seen and admired you! Yes, near the quick there is a faint blue mark. It's dem black trash, Mas'r George; dis ere property wants claring; dem's getting too numerous round; when I gets time I'll kill some on 'em, sure! He who can love so well is honest---don't speak ill of poor Wahnotee. Here, you tell it, since you know it. Top, sar! George. [*Exit*Mrs. Peyton*and*George,L.U.E.] A slave! 'Cos I's skeered to try! | Privacy Policy how sad she looks now she has no resource. don't think too hardly of your poor father. Pete. Just click the "Edit page" button at the bottom of the page or learn more in the Quotes submission guide. Well, sir, what does this Scudder do but introduces his inventions and improvements on this estate. Zoe. [Reads.] Very bad, aunty; and the heart aches worse, so they can get no rest. | Contact Us Poor Injiun lub our little Paul. I must see you no more. M'Closky. Sunny. Where is he? Yours, &c, James Brown." Zoe. if I had you one by one, alone in the swamp, I'd rip ye all. Yes, I'm here, somewhere, interferin'. Scud. Essay Topics. [He is borne off in boat, struggling. I'm waiting on your fifty thousand bid. | Sitemap |. George. Lafouche. TheNegromounts the table from behind*C.The Company sit. Poor little Paul! Zoe! He sleeps---no; I see a light. Dido. All Rights Reserved. George, you know not what you say. De time he gone just 'bout enough to cook dat dish plate. He's too fond of thieving and whiskey. Pete. "But, mister, that ain't my nose." Point. [Dora*gets water.] [Music.]. Now, it ain't no use trying to get mad, Mas'r Scudder. No other cause to hate---to envy me---to be jealous of me---eh? All night, as I fled through the cane-brake, I heard footsteps behind me. No; like a sugar cane; so dry outside, one would never think there was so much sweetness within. Ten years ago the judge took as overseer a bit of Connecticut hardware called M'Closky. Jacob, your accuser is that picter of the crime---let that speak---defend yourself. I wish he would make love to me. [Sighing.] . Ah. Men talk of killing time, while time quietly kills them. I will; for it is agin my natur' to b'lieve him guilty; and if he be, this ain't the place, nor you the authority to try him. Dora. Mrs. P.Zoe, dear, I'm glad to see you more calm this morning. You've made me cry, then, and I hate you both! I won't go on; that man's down. I shan't interfere. [Re-enters with phial.] In some form, human, or wild beast, or ghost, it has tracked me through the night. Ah, George, our race has at least one virtue---it knows how to suffer! that he isn't to go on fooling in his slow---. That's right. Dora said you were slow; if she could hear you now---. New York, NY, Ages 12-17: Camp Broadway Ensemble @ Carnegie Hall
The New York Times noted 'its striking merits as a sensational drama' Yes; you was the first to hail Judge Lynch. Five hundred dollars!---[*To*Thibodeaux.] Would you rob me first, and murder me afterwards? Go and try it, if you've a mind to. Wahnotee. That's about right. I dare say you left at least a dozen beloved women there, at the same time. No; but I loved you so, I could not bear my fate; and then I stood your heart and hers. To-morrow they'll bloom the same---all will be here as now, and I shall be cold. [Draws knife.] Am I late? Zoe (an Octoroon Girl, free, the Natural Child of the late Judge by a Quadroon Slave) Mrs. J. H. Allen. Point. | Contact Us Lafouche. George, leave me! Mr. George is in love with Zoe. George. That's just what you must do, and do it at once, or it will be too late. George. Lafouche. For ten years his letters came every quarter-day, with a remittance and a word of advice in his formal cavalier style; and then a joke in the postscript, that upset the dignity of the foregoing. George, you cannot marry me; the laws forbid it! One thousand bid. You say the proceeds of the sale will not cover his debts. I'll have her, if it costs me my life! McClosky, however, outbids her for Zoe; George is restrained from attacking him by his friends. Here's a pictur' for a civilized community to afford; yonder, a poor, ignorant savage, and round him a circle of hearts, white with revenge and hate, thirsting for his blood; you call yourselves judges---you ain't---you're a jury of executioners. Back at Terrebonne, Zoe returns but with a sad heart, as she knows that she and George can never be together. Don't b'lieve it, Mas'r George; dem black tings never was born at all; dey swarmed one mornin' on a sassafras tree in the swamp: I cotched 'em; dey ain't no 'count. Will she gladly see you wedded to the child of her husband's slave? If I was to try, I'd bust. Hold quiet, you trash o' niggers! [Exit, with a low, wailing, suffocating cry,L.U.E. *EnterM'Closky, Lafouche, Jackson, Sunnyslde,and*Pointdexter,R.U.E. Point. "The free papers of my daughter, Zoe, registered February 4th, 1841." If Omenee remain, Wahnotee will die in Terrebonne. Why not! Hugh vieu. You thought you had cornered me, did ye? Good morning, Mr. Sunnyside; Miss Dora, your servant. Sunny. If I must die, give me up to the law; but save me from the tomahawk. [*ExitM'Closkyand*Pointdexter,R.U.E. Scud. Scud. Zoe. "A fine, well-built old family mansion, replete with every comfort.". An Octoroon is a play written by Branden Jacobs-Jenkins. Scud. George says he can "overcome the obstacle" (43), but Zoe protests that they cannot be together. I heard voices. Scud. there it comes---it comes---don't you hear a footstep on the dry leaves? [*Seeing*Dora.] Go, Minnie, tell Pete; run! Scud. [Astonished.] Dora. Zoe. In a little time this darned business will blow over, and I can show again. No, no! the bags are mine---now for it!---[Opens mail-bags.] ], Pete. Liverpool post mark. Lafouche. Hole yer tongues. But how pale she looks, and she trembles so. [Wahnotee*rushes on, and at*M'Closky,L.H.]. Zoe. EnterPete,R.U.E. [he is lame]; he carries a mop and pail. [ExitPeteand all theNegroes,slowly,R.U.E. *Enter*Zoe[supposed to have overheard the last scene], L.U.E. Zoe. M'Closky. George. What! I've got hold of the tail of a rat---come out. but the deed that freed you was not lawful. Job had none of them critters on his plantation, else he'd never ha' stood through so many chapters. I was up before daylight. It is an adaptation of Dion Boucicault's The Octoroon , which premiered in 1859. M'Closky. M'Closky. You don't come here to take life easy. O, dear, has he suddenly come to his senses? [Reads.] [Aside to Zoe.] Mrs. P.[R.] No, George; your uncle said to me with his dying breath, "Nellie, never leave Terrebonne," and I never will leave it, till the law compels me. You are a white man; you'll not leave one of your own blood to be butchered by the red-skin? he's allers in for it. *] Whenever I gets into company like yours, I always start with the advantage on my side. Paul. Scud. Scud. Born here! What, Zoe! Give us evidence. Hold on a bit. then I shall be sold!---sold! O, Zoe, my child! Cut all away for'ard---overboard with every bale afire. Dora. Mrs. P.I cannot find the entry in my husband's accounts; but you, Mr. M'Closky, can doubtless detect it. Pete. [George*tries to regain his gun;Wahnoteerefuses to give it up;Paul,quietly takes it from him and remonstrates with him.*]. Irish - Dramatist December 26, 1822 - September 18, 1890. Let her pass! Stephen King, I have a feeling that demonstrations don't accomplish anything. You don't expect to recover any of this old debt, do you? Ratts. Scud. Yes, for you, for me, for dem little ones, dem folks cried. George. O, no; Mas'r Scudder, don't leave Mas'r Closky like dat---don't, sa---'tain't what good Christian should do. Peyton.]. M'Closky. Zoe. She said, "It's free with purchase." The Octoroon This project is the construction of an annotated, digitized text of the American and British versions of Dion Boucicault's controversial 1859 melodrama of interracial relationships and plantation life in antebellum Louisiana, with an archive of materials on performance for scholarly and pedagogical use. George, dear George, do you love me? [Laughs.]. [Takes them.] | Sitemap |. Zoe, what have I said to wound you? Darn that girl; she makes me quiver when I think of her; she's took me for all I'm worth. Calm as a tombstone, and with about as much life. Be the first to contribute! Dora. . he is here. A draft for eighty-five thousand dollars, and credit on Palisse and Co., of New Orleans, for the balance. [Eagerly.] Mrs. P.So, Pete, you are spoiling those children as usual! What's de charge, Mas'r Scudder? look here, these Peytons are bust; cut 'em; I am rich, jine me; I'll set you up grand, and we'll give these first families here our dust, until you'll see their white skins shrivel up with hate and rage; what d'ye say? Scud. I'ss, Mas'r George. Scud. ExitSolon,R.U.E.] Dem little niggers is a judgment upon dis generation. Zoe.
Pete, you old turkey-buzzard, saddle my mare. this infernal letter would have saved all. Squire Sunnyside, you've got a pretty bit o' land, Squire. What's the law? O, none for me; I never eat. PART ONE: The estate of Terrebonne, in Louisiana, had been heavily mortgaged by the owner, Judge Payton, who, when he died, left the estate to his brother's widow and her son George, making Mrs. Peyton the guardian of Zoe, his natural daughter by a quadroon. how can you say so? [*To*Ratts.] Scud. "Madam, we are instructed by the firm of Mason and Co., to inform you that a dividend of forty per cent, is payable on the 1st proximo, this amount in consideration of position, they send herewith, and you will find enclosed by draft to your order, on the Bank of Louisiana, which please acknowledge---the balance will be paid in full, with interest, in three, six, and nine months---your drafts on Mason Brothers at those dates will be accepted by La Palisse and Compagnie, N. O., so that you may command immediate use of the whole amount at once, if required. Pete, speak to the red-skin. Point. faded---is it not? Dat's right, missus! [DrivesChildrenaway; in escaping they tumble against and trip upSolon,who falls with tray; theChildrensteal the bananas and rolls that fall about.]. We've caught this murdering Injiun, and are going to try him. ], Paul. Look in my eyes; is not the same color in the white? Don't be afraid; it ain't going for that, Judge. Zoe!---she faints! It will cost me all I'm worth. Yah! *], [Light fires.---Draw flats and discoverPaul'sgrave.---M'Closky*dead on top of it.---Wahnoteestanding triumphantly over him.*]. Pete. Hello! If you would pardon the abruptness of the question, I would ask you, Do you think the sincere devotion of my life to make yours happy would succeed? If she could not accept me, who could? Ratts. Well, that has come out clear, ain't it? [They approach again.]. With them around us, if we have not wealth, we shall at least have the home that they alone can make---. The White Slave; or, the Octoroon (1913) - Quotes - IMDb Edit The White Slave; or, the Octoroon (1913) Quotes It looks like we don't have any Quotes for this title yet. George. Many a night I've laid awake and thought how to pull them through, till I've cried like a child over the sum I couldn't do; and you know how darned hard 'tis to make a Yankee cry. [*To*Zoe.] dem darkies! Zoe, he's going; I want him to stay and make love to me that's what I came for to-day. Mrs. P. Dat wakes him up. Pete. No, ma'am; here's the plan of it. The play was adapted by Branden Jacobs-Jenkins as An Octoroon in 2014. George. Hush! he must not see me. Subject to your life interest and an annuity to Zoe, is it not so? The Injiun means that he buried him there! Sunny. I am free! You don't see Zoe, Mr. Sunnyside. Guess they nebber was born---dem tings! 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