Harold Gorringe - 대사 암기 스터디 같이 하고 싶은분?

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1.      The bachelor owner of an antique-china shop, and Brindsley’s neighbor, comes from the North of England. His friendship is highly conditional and possessive: sooner or later, payment for it will be asked. A specialist in emotional blackmail, he can become hysterical when slighted, or (as inevitably happens) rejected. He is older than Brindsley by seven years

2.      (broad Lancashire accent): Hallo? Hallo? Anyone there?

3.      Brinsley?

4.      What’s going on here? (Harold appears. He wears a smart raincoat and carries a weekend suitcase. His hair falls over his brow in a flossy attempt at elegance.)

5.      Have you phoned the electric? (Reaching out)

6.      (grabbed): Ohh!...(He takes Brindsley’s hand and enters the room cosily on his arm) It’s rather cosy in the dark, isn’t it?

7.      I certainly am, dear. Weekend! Some weekend! It rained the whole bloody time. I feel damp to my knickers

8.      Us? (Disengaging himself) Who’s here, then?

9.      Ferny?

10.   How do?

11.   (Harold nods coldly)

12.   (taking it off and handing it to him): Be careful, it’s sopping wet. (Adroitly, Brindsley drops the coat over the Wedgwood bowl on the table)

13.   Would you believe it, colonel, but I haven’t? Silly me! (Brindsley crosses and blows out the Colonel’s lighter just as Harold begins to look round the room. The stage brightens.)

14.   It’s all right. I’ve got some matches.

15.   Here we are! I hope I’ve got the right end. (He strikes one.)

16.   (Brindsley immediately blows it out from behind, then moves swiftly to hide the Wedgwood bowl under the table and drop the tablecloth over the remaining end of the sofa. Miss Furnival sits serenely unknowing between the two covers.)

17.   Hey, what was that?

18.   (bewildered): I don’t know what you’re on about. (He strikes another match.) (Brindsley again blows it out as he nips over to sit in the chair downstage left, but this time is seen.) What’s up with you?

19.   Have you got a dead body in here or something?

20.   Here, have you been drinking?

21.   (exasperated): Now look here! What’s up with you?

22.   What?

23.   I don’t know what you’re on about – what’s up with you? (Brindsley clutches Harold and backs him bewilderedly across to the center table.)

24.   Me neither.

25.   Excuse me, I’ll just go and clean up

26.   Well, I must unpack anyway.

27.   Come again?

28.   (yielding): If it’s all the same to you, I’ll have a drop of Ginette, please, and a little lime juice

29.   Who?

30.   The Queen!

31.   Touched? He’s an absolute poppet. He’s a very sweet boy. (Brindsley and Carol emerge from behind the bedroom door)

32.   Well come on, Ferny: don’t be a tease. Who is it? Who’s coming?

33.   Money? … Let me think

34.   It’s no good. You can’t hear up there.

35.   (feeling for his hand): Would you like me to come with you?

36.   (Harold kisses his hand. Brindsley pulls it away)

37.   Oh look, luv, let me strike a match. I’m sure it’s not that dangerous, just for a minute. (He strikes a match)

38.   Bamberger? Is that who’s coming? Georg Bamberger?

39.   Well, I never! I read an article about him last week in the Sunday Paper. He’s known as the mystery millionaire. He’s almost completely deaf – deaf as a post – and spends most of his time indoors alone with his collection.

40.   Oh, she’s very fanciful. Ferny. Real imagination, I always say

41.   (he sits on the sofa beside her): Oooh, you’re so right, Ferny. Rudeness and vulgarity – that’s it to a T! The manners of some people today are beyond belief. Honestly. Did I tell you what happened in my shop last Friday? I don’t think I did.

42.   Well, I’d just opened up – it was about quarter to ten and I was dusting off the teapots – you know, Rockingham collects the dust something shocking! – when who should walk in but that Mrs. Levitt, you know – the ginger-haired bit I told you about, the one who thinks she’s God’s gift to bachelors.

43.   Anyway, she’s got in her hand a vase I’d sold her last week – it was a birthday present for an old geezer she’s having a bit of a ding dong with somewhere in Earls Court, hoping to collect all his lolly when he dies, as I read the situation. I’m a pretty good judge of character, Ferny, as you know – and she’s a real grasper if ever I saw one. (The Colonel sits heavily in the rocking chair which overbalances backwards, spilling him onto the floor.)

44.   Oh yes, you want to watch that. It’s in a pretty ropey condition. I’ve told Brin about it several times. Anyway, this vase. It’s a nice bit of Kang Tsi, blue and white with a good orange-peel glaze, absolutely authentic – I’d let her have it for twenty-five pounds, and she’d got infinitely the best of the bargain, no argument about that. (He rises and leans against the centre table to tell his story more effectively.) (The Colonel seats himself again, gingerly.) Well, in she prances, her hair all done up in one of them bouffon hair-dos you know, tarty – French-like – it would have looked fancy on a girl half her age with twice her looks – (Brindsley mistakenly lifts the end of the sofa; Miss Furnival gives a little scream at the jolt.) Exactly. You know the sort. (Brindsley staggers in the opposite direction downstage onto the rostrum.) And d’you know what she says to me? “Mr. Gorringe” she says, I’ve been cheated.,

45.   Her very words. “Cheated” (Brindsley collides with “the sculpture on the dais. It jangles violently.) (To it) Hush up, I’m talking! (page 34)

46.   Anyway - “Oh,” I say, and how exactly has that occurred, Mrs levitt? Well, she says, quite by chance I took this vase over to Bill Everett in the Portobello, and he says it’s not what you called it at all, Chinese and very rare. He says it’s a piece of nineteenth-century English trash! (Brindsley finds the lamp on the downstage table and picks it up. He walks with it round the rocking chair, on which the Colonel is now sitting again.) Does he? I say. Does he? I keep calm. I always do when I’m riled. Yes, she says. He does. And I’d thank you to give my money back.

47.   I counted to ten, and then I let her have it. “ In the first place, I said, I don’t expect my customers to go checking up on my honesty behind my back. In the second, Bill Everett is ignorant as Barnsley dirt, he doesn’t know Tang from Ting. And in the third place, that applies to you, too, Mrs. Levitt.

48.   I certainly did – and you’ve got in your hand, I said, a minor masterpiece of Chinese pottery. But in point of fact, I said, you’re not even fit to hold a 1953 Coronation mug. Don’t you ever come in here again,’ I said, don’t you cross my threshold. Because if you do, Mrs. Levitt, I won’t make myself responsible for the consequences.

49.   (accepting it). Ta. I was proper blazing. I didn’t care (page 36)

50.   Carroty old bitch – telling me about pottery. Oooh!! (He shakes himself indignantly at the recollection of it.)

51.   What statue’s that, Colonel?

52.   I didn’t know Brin had any Chinese stuff. What’s it of then, this statue? (Brindsley freezes)

53.   Up the old Twenty-Fifth!! (Quickly Brindsley finds the Buddha, moves it from the packing-case to the table, then gets Harold’s raincoat from the sofa, and wraps the statue up in it, leaving it on the table)

54.   I’ve got lemonade!

55.   (to Miss Furnival): Here, luv, exchange with me. No – you get the lemonade – but I get the gin. Colonel –

56.   Here, Ferny (The Colonel hands her the gin and lime. He gets instead the bitter lemon from Harold. Harold gets the Scotch.)

57.   Well, let’s try again. Bottoms up!

58.   You didn’t go to the pub in that time, surely? You couldn’t have done.

59.   Marry!

60.   You and this young lady, Brin?

61.   Well! (Furious at the news, and at the fact that Brindsley hasn’t confided in him) What a surprise!

62.   Evidently.

63.   (loftily): There wasn’t a Mrs. Michaelangelo, actually.

64.   No. He had passionate feelings of a rather different nature.

65.   (rising): Oh, all right. I don’t mind if I do.

66.   Ta. (He crosses to her, narrowly missing CLEA who is now crossing the room to the sofa, and gets his drink.) I must say there’s nothing nicer than having a booze up with a pretty girl

67.   Oh, I just know it. Brindsley always had wonderful taste. I’ve often said to him, you’ve got the same taste in ladies as I have in porcelain. Ta. (Harold and Brindsley – one from upstage, one from across the room – begin to converge on the sofa. On the word ‘modest’ alt three, Clea in the middle, sit on it. Brindsley of course imagines he is sitting next to Harold.)

68.   Which is one was that, then? I suppose she means Clea

69.   Oh yes. She’s been around a long time (Brindsley nudges Clea warningly – imagining she is Harold. Clea gently bumps Harold.)

70.   Oh yes, dear. Or am I speaking out of turn?

71.   (speaking across her): Why on earth shouldn’t I?

72.   Two years?

73.   (picking himself up. Spitefully): Well, now since you mention it, I remember her perfectly. I mean, she’s not one you can easily forget!

74.   No, not at all. In fact, I’d say the opposite. I always thought she was ugly. For one thing, she had teeth like a picket fence – yellow and spiky. And for another, she had bad skin.

75.   Aye, that’s right. Coarse.

76.   Very lumpy

77.   You knew I never liked her, Brindsley. She was too clever by half.

78.   (Indignant) with me?

79.   Aye, but it had its lapses

80.   (in amazement: thinking he is being addressed): Now? … Do you think this is quite the moment?

81.   (to Carol): I think he wants you upstairs. (Slyly) For what purpose, I can’t begin to imagine.

82.   Oh! That’s nothing, Colonel. Millionaires are always late. It’s their thing.

83.   Maybe he’s got that Clea hidden away in his bedroom, and they’re having a tete-a-tete!!

84.   You’ll have to speak up, dear. He’s stone deaf!

85.   How do? Very honoured, I’m sure!

86.   (yelling): I must say it’s a real thrill, meeting you!

87.   I read he was

88.   Cheap!

89.   Well

90.   According to the Sunday Paper, you must be worth at least seventeen million pounds

91.   You mean you’’ve gone broke?

92.   Of course he’s not!

93.   (furious) How dare you? (He snatches the electrician’s torch)

94.   (opening the trap): Here, let me. I’m not as frail as our wilting friend. (To Schuppanzigh) Well, down you go, you!

95.   Let’s have a little less of your lip, shall we?

96.   Hey, what’s going on?

97.   Oh good God!

98.   Don’t say there’s someone else here

99.   Was it you pouring all that water on us, then?

100. I know that voice. It’s Clea!

101. Come on, Ferny, I think it’s time we went home.

102. Oooooooh! You villain!

103. You skunky, conniving little villain!

104. (raging) Have you seen the state of my room? My room? My lovely room…

105. (hysterical): This is my reward, isn’t it? After years of looking after you, sweeping and tidying up this place, because you’re too much of a slut to do it for yourself – to have my best pieces stolen from me to impress your new girl friend and her daddy. Or did she help you?

106. Don’t talk to me: I don’t want to know! I just want my things and I’ll be off. Did you hear me, Brindsley? You give me my things now, or I’ll call the police

107. (grimly): Item: One lyre-back Regency chair, in lacquered mahogany with ormolu inlay and appliqué work on the cushions.

108. Ta. Item: One half-back sofa – likewise Regency – supported by claw legs and upholstered in a rich silk of bottle green to match the aforesaid chair.

109. Unbelievable! Item: One Coalport vase dated 1809, decorated on the rim with a pleasing design of daisies and peonies.

110. On the floor (Brindsley hands it to him) Ooooh! You’ve even taken the flowers! I’ll come back for the chair and sofa in a minute. (Drawing himself up with all the offended dignity of which a Harold Gorringe is capable) This is the end of our relationship, Brindsley. We won’t be speaking again, I don’t think. (He twitches his raincoat off the table. Inside it, of course, is the Buddha, which falls on the floor and smashes beyond repair. There is a terrible silence.) (With the quietness of the mad) I think I’m going to have to smash you, Brindsley.

111. Yes, I’m very much afraid I’ll have to smash you… Smash for smash – that’s fair do’s (He pulls one of the tong metal prongs out of the sculpture) Smash for smash. Smash for smash. (Insanely he advances on Brindsley holding the prong like a sword, the taper burning in his other hand)

112. (to Carol): Hush up, Colonel. We’ll be able to hear the breathing.

113. (Harold and the Colonel spin round in a third direction) Oh, it’s the electrician!

114. Or are you going to keep us in the dark all night?

115. Thank God for that.

116. Bamberger!

117. (grimly): I wouldn’t thank him too soon, Brindsley if I were you!

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