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Blanche arrives at Stella's apartment after a tumultuous journey, leading to an emotional reunion filled with affection and underlying tension. As Blanche expresses her discontent with Stella's living conditions, Stella tries to reassure her that it's not as bad as it seems. The scene highlights Blanche's desperation and need for connection, while also revealing the strain in their relationship.

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STELLA Side

Blanche arrives at Stella's apartment after a tumultuous journey, leading to an emotional reunion filled with affection and underlying tension. As Blanche expresses her discontent with Stella's living conditions, Stella tries to reassure her that it's not as bad as it seems. The scene highlights Blanche's desperation and need for connection, while also revealing the strain in their relationship.

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SCENE 1

Blanche arrives at Stella’s apartment after a long, disorienting journey from Mississippi. Their
reunion is full of joy, but the cracks quickly show as Blanche spirals between affection, judgment,
and desperation…

**Original stage directions have been included because they feel part of Williams’ storytelling in a meaningful way
but please do not feel married to the described action or “emotion”**

[Stella comes quickly around the corner of the building and runs to the door of the downstairs
Flat.]

STELLA [calling out joyfully]: Blanche!

[For a moment they stare at each other. Then Blanche springs up and runs to her with a wild
cry.]

BLANCHE: Stella, oh, Stella, Stella! Stella for Star!

[She begins to speak with feverish vivacity as if she feared for either of them to stop and think.
They catch each other in a spasmodic embrace.]

BLANCHE: Now, then, let me look at you. But don't you look at me, Stella, no, no, no, not till
later, not till I've bathed and rested! And turn that over-light off! Turn that off! I won't be looked
at in this merciless glare!

[Stella laughs and complies]

Come back here now! Oh, my baby! Stella! Stella for Star!

[She embraces her again]

I thought you would never come back to this horrible place! What am I saying? I didn't mean to
say that. I meant to be nice about it and say--Oh, what a convenient location and such--Haa-ha!
Precious lamb! You haven't said a word to me.

STELLA: You haven't given me a chance to, honey!

[She laughs, but her glance at Blanche is a little anxious.]


BLANCHE:Well, now you talk. Open your pretty mouth and talk while I look around for some
liquor! I know you must have some liquor on the place! Where could it be, I wonder? Oh, I spy, I
spy!

[She rushes to the closet and removes the bottle; she is shaking all over and panting for breath
as she tries to laugh. The bottle nearly slips from her grasp.]

STELLA [noticing]: Blanche, you sit down and let me pour the drinks. I don't know what we've
got to mix with. Maybe a coke's in the icebox. Look'n see, honey, while I'm–

BLANCHE: No coke, honey, not with my nerves tonight! Where--where--where is--?

STELLA: Stanley? Bowling! He loves it. They're having a--found some soda!--tournament…

BLANCHE: Just water, baby, to chase it! Now don't get worried, your sister hasn't turned into a
drunkard, she's just all shaken up and hot and tired and dirty! You sit down, now, and explain this
place to me! What are you doing in a place like this?

STELLA: Now, Blanche–

BLANCHE: Oh, I'm not going to be hypocritical, I'm going to be honestly critical about it!
Never, never, never in my worst dreams could I picture--Only Poe! Only Mr. Edgar Allan
Poe!--could do it justice! Out there I suppose is the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir!

[She laughs.]

STELLA: No, honey, those are the L & N tracks.

BLANCHE: No, now seriously, putting joking aside. Why didn't you tell me, why didn't you
write me, honey, why didn't you let me know?

STELLA [carefully, pouring herself a drink]: Tell you what, Blanche?

BLANCHE: Why, that you had to live in these conditions!

STELLA: Aren't you being a little intense about it? It's not that bad at all! New Orleans isn't like
other Cities.
BLANCHE: This has got nothing to do with New Orleans. You might as well say--forgive me,
blessed baby!

[She suddenly stops short]

The subject is closed!

STELLA [a little drily]: Thanks.

[During the pause, Blanche stares at her. She smiles at Blanche.]

BLANCHE [looking down at her glass, which shakes in her hand]: You're all I've got in the
world, and you're not glad to see me!

STELLA [sincerely]: Why, Blanche, you know that's not true.

BLANCHE: No?--I'd forgotten how quiet you were.

STELLA: You never did give me a chance to say much, Blanche. So I just got in the habit of
being quiet around you.

BLANCHE [vaguely]:A good habit to get into…

[then, abruptly]

You haven't asked me how I happened to get away from the school before the spring term ended.

STELLA: Well, I thought you'd volunteer that information--if you wanted to tell me.

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