ELIZABETH, with her courage now:You cannot keep it, John. DANFORTH: What is it, child? PARRIS: You will confess yourself or I will take you out and whip you to your death, Tituba! DANFORTH: There is a prodigious stench in this place. Come in, come in, woman! He draws out a long needle from the poppet. PUTNAM: It is a providence the thing is out now! Tell him whats happened here!Mercy Lewis rushes out. frightened for herself, her voice very small: impatiently, pointing at the doll in Cheevers hand: WhyI made it in the court, sir, andgive it to Goody Proctor tonight. Danforth stands in thought. He hands Danforth another paper. ABIGAIL, whispering:Not I, sirTituba and Ruth. MARY WARREN, backing from him, but keeping her erect posture, striving, striving for her way:The Devils loose in Salem, Mr. Proctor; we must discover where hes hiding! She used to serve me in my house, sir. We cannot look to superstition in this. Cheever has hurried to the bench with pen, ink, and paper. But in my sicknessyou see, sir, I were a long time sick after my last baby, and I thought I saw my husband somewhat turning from me. Tears pleasure them! PROCTOR, angered:How may such a woman murder children? PROCTOR: I never knew until tonight that the world is gone daft with this nonsense. HALE: You know, do you not, that I have no connection with the court? She suddenly cannot bear to hear the Lords. You surely know that. By: Madison, Maddy, Catherine, and Rob Like almost all men of learning, he spent a good deal of his time pondering the invisible world, especially since he had himself encountered a witch in his parish not long before. My insides are all shuddery; I am in the proceedings all day, sir. l am not blind; there is a faction and a party. God forbid. PROCTOR: I have hardly stepped off my farm this seven month. HALE: No, it rebels my stomach; I have some further traveling yet tonight. Let you strike out against the Devil, and the village will bless you for it! There be no mark of blame upon my life, Mr. Hale. On Sunday let you come with me, and well walk the farm together; I never see such a load of flowers on the earth. DANFORTH, thinks, glances at Mary, then back to Abigail:Children, a very augur bit will now be turned into your souls until your honesty is proved. Goody Good is pregnant! PROCTOR, grasping her by the throat as though he would strangle her:Make your peace with it! He turns abruptly to go out. Clasp his hand, make your peace. DANFORTH: There be no sign of itwe have examined her body. It appears empty. ELIZABETH: Aye, sir. DANFORTH: Might it be that here we have no afflicting spirit loose, but in the court there were some? But Danforth goes on reading, and Proctor is heartened. Ihave no knowledge in that line. But I know the childrens sickness had naught to do with witchcraft. GILES: Out of my way, Herrick! ABIGAIL, in terror:No one was naked! PARRIS, quickly:Will you look at my daughter, sir? PROCTOR, as Danforths wide eyes pour on him:Mary, Mary! Or better still:Ask Abby, Abby sat beside me when I made it. And you know I can do it; I saw Indians smash my dear parents heads on the pillow next to mine, and I have seen some reddish work done at night, and I can make you wish you had never seen the sun go down! Nevertheless, he has a hidden sinhis affair with Abigail Williamsthat proves his downfall. HALE: Mr. Proctor, your house is not a church; your theology must tell you that. What frighted you? he was asked. Herrick steps into her path. At the right are two doors leading into the meeting house proper, where the court is being held. HERRICK: Go to the north cell; this place is wanted now. PROCTOR: You came to save my soul, did you not? Then, resolved:Now tell me true, Abigail. DANFORTH: Will you plead for his confession or will you not? And now, as though cornered, they let out a gigantic scream, and Mary, as though infected, opens her mouth and screams with them. I have read my heart this three month, John. Well save you, Mary, only stand fast against him and. PDF The Crucible DANFORTH: And how do you imagine to help her cause with Weve only now come from the jail, and theyll not even let us in to see them. She will not let herself be drowned in the sea that threatens her. Danforth is respectfully silent. Life, woman, life is Gods most precious gift; no principle, however glorious, may justify the taking of it. FRANCIS, struck by Hales mood:I never heard no murder done in Salem. FRANCIS: Excellency, I never thought to say it to such a weighty judge, but you are deceived. Your name in the townit is entirely white, is it not? TITUBA, as Sarah drinks:We goin to Barbados, soon the Devil gits here with the feathers ad the wings. And let them go to the tavern, if they will. Parris leaves her. leaning out the door to call to Susanna, who is down the hall a few steps: craning around Parris to get a look at Betty: He bid me come and tell you, reverend sir, that he cannot discover no medicine for it in his books. He turns to Abigail, his eyes narrowing. PROCTOR, to Francis:Rebeccas in the jail? It is mistaken law that leads you to sacrifice. He goes directly to bend close to her face. DANFORTH, alarmed:I will send a party for them. Now, what deposition do you have for us, Mr. Proctor? They will topple me with this! Full text of "The Crucible Full Text" I tell you true, Proctor, I never warranted to see such proof of Hell, and I bid you obstruct me not, for I. DANFORTH, straight into his eyes:Have you ever seen the Devil? ELIZABETH: Oh! REBECCA: There is hard sickness here, Giles Corey, so please to keep the quiet. Mr. Putnam states your charge is a lie. ABIGAIL: You will not! The divorce laws lay a tremendous responsibility on the father for the care of his children. The room is solemn, even forbidding. HATHORNE, astonished:She have robbed you? Excellency, hear me. ELIZABETH, with a note of desperation:I think you must tell him, John. Silence. There is silence. Ill whip you if you dare leave this house again! HATHORNE, with a gleam of victory:And yet, when people accused of witchery confronted you in court, you would faint, saying their spirits came out of their bodies and choked you, PARRIS: But you did turn cold, did you not? To Hale:I hope youre not takin this for proof, Mister! I pray for her. DANFORTH: Pray be at your ease, we come not for your life. Normally the actions and deeds of a man were all that society felt comfortable in judging. Aye, there he is. DANFORTH, inquiring, incredulous:Mr. Proctor, do you think they go like saints? MARY WARREN: He sentenced her. PARRIS: Hush! Say on, Mr, Proctor. I know you better. Cheever has hurried to the bench with pen, ink, and paper. MARY WARREN: No, sir. PROCTOR: Abby, I may think of you softly from time to time. PROCTOR: Mary, tell the Governor what they He has hardly got a word out, when, seeing him coming for her, she rushes out of his reach, screaming in horror. It is a providence, and no great change; we are only what we always were, but naked now. If a cow was missed, the first thought was to look for her around Coreys house; a fire blazing up at night brought suspicion of arson to his door. John Proctor touches her head reassuringly. DANFORTH: Well come to that; speak nothing of Andover. Directed by Nicholas Hynter Starring Demi Moore, Daniel Day Lewis, Joan Allen, and Winona Ryder The most famous adaptation of The Crucible is a 1996 film starring Daniel Day-Lewis as John Proctor, Joan Allen as Elizabeth, and Winona Ryder as Abigail. HALE, quickly to Danforth:Excellency, it is enough he confess himself. Damn you, man, you will not chain her! Are you stone? GILES, to Parris:I am asked the question, and I am old enough to answer it! Scene 3 - CliffsNotes However, if I should tell you now that I will let her be kept another month; and if she begin to show her natural signs, you shall have her living yet another year until she is deliveredwhat say you to that? Thou shalt not bear false witness. Parris brought her with him from Barbados, where he spent some years as a merchant before entering the ministry. It is surely a stroke of hell upon you. Behind the rafters. She suddenly cannot bear to hear the Lords. If you think God wills you to raise rebellion, Mr. Danforth, you are mistaken! In an ordinary crime, how does one defend the accused? testify it were your wifes familiar spirit pushed it in. To Hale, showing the needle:You see it, sir, it is a needle! No, it is not the same! DANFORTH: Peace, Judge Hathorne. They must be; they are weighted with authority. Do you truly think me base? He stands, as though in physical pain, slowly rising to his feet with a great immortal longing to find his answer. PARRIS: Man! She never knew no commandments, and they had her in a flat lie! Mr. Collins saw her goin over Ingersolls barn, and come down light as bird, he says! The law binds me, John, I cannot budge. FRANCIS: These are all covenanted Christians, sir. She tried to kill me many times, Goody Proctor! My contract provides I be supplied with all my firewood. MARY WARREN: I She looks about as though searching for the passion to faint. HATHORNE: Excellency, she is condemned a witch. Im just going home, Mr. Proctor. In an ordinary crime, how does one defend the accused? PARRIS: Now, look you, Goody Putnam, she never Enter Thomas Putnam, a well-to-do, hard-handed landowner, near fifty. He goes to his books, opens one, turns pages, then reads. He looks to both of them, an attempt at a smile on his face, but his misgivings are clear. Presently footsteps are heard coming down a corridor beyond the wall, keys rattle, and the door swings open. He glances about the room as he comes toward the fireplace, then halts for an instant as he hears her singing. PROCTOR: I have three childrenhow may I teach them to walk like men in the world, and I sold my friends? ABIGAIL, tauntingly:You come five mile to see a silly girl fly? Theyll be callin us witches, Abby! In great pain he turns back to her. It were attacking spirits made you faint! And Tituba conjured Ruth Putnams dead sisters. I have some few queer questions of my own to ask this fellow. He hurries back and shuts the door. But he bid me tell you, that you might look to unnatural things for the cause of it. Man, we must look to cause proportionate. I should summon her. I have sought a Christian way, for damnations doubled on a minister who counsels men to lie. DANFORTH: Why did you turn about this past two weeks? I have spoke nothin, but my heart has clamored intimations. We cannot look to superstition in this. And I pray you feel the weight of truth upon you, for now my ministrys at stake, my ministry and perhaps your cousins life. Show honor now, show a stony heart and sink them with it! PUTNAM, to Parris:When Reverend Hale comes, you will proceed to look for signs of witchcraft here. Thou shalt not take the name of the Lord in vain; thou shalt have no other gods before me. So my Martha, she says to him, Walcott, if you havent the wit to feed a pig properly, youll not live to own many, she says. name is good in the village! Trying to retain a shred of dignity, she goes slowly out. To Parris:How do you propose, then? Parris raises his palms toward Proctor. I never thought you had so much iron in you. To Danforth, who impresses him and to whom he smiles through his strain: My name is Corey, sir, Giles Corey. They be tellin lies about my wife, sir, I, Your Excellency, I only said she were readin books, sir, and they come and take her out of my house for. DANFORTH: Now hear me, and beguile yourselves no more. She goes out; they feel resentful of her note of moral superiority. Mrs. PUTNAM, unable to wait:Mr. Parriss slave has knowledge of conjurin, sir. PROCTOR: I mean it solemnly, Rebecca; I like not the smell of this authority.. PROCTOR, going to the table:Oh, is it! l am not blind; there is a faction and a party. Her soul is taken, surely. MARY WARREN, staring at Abigail:Ihave no power. HERRICK: You cannot go in there, Giles; its a court! Proctor simply looks at her, unable to grasp it. Cheever gets up and goes out upstage. You will sign your name or it is no confession, Mister! ABIGAIL: I saw Goody Booth with the Devil! ABIGAIL: Uncle? They hurriedly pick up their rags as Hopkins, a guard, enters. To Hale:Is it a natural work to lose seven children before they live a day? HALE: Good then. Hmmm. DANFORTH, apprehensively:What is it, child? I am looking for you more often than my cows! PUTNAM: Now look you, sir. They turn to her, startled. Herrick, you heard it! Silence. PROCTOR: Aye. I have the best, sirI am thirty-three time in court in my life. It is a fraud. Slight pause. You are no wintry man. DANFORTH: What think you, Mr. Parris? He starts to turn to Danforth. Instead, now, she takes up his plate and glass and fork and goes with them to the basin. ABIGAIL, looking about in the air, clasping her arms about her as though cold:II know not. DANFORTH; You baffle me, sir. Lilac is the smell of nightfall, I think. I am your third preacher in seven years. DANFORTH: Mr. Parris, be plain, what troubles you? I have no business in Salem. And if she tell me, child, it were for harlotry, may God spread His mercy on you! Act 3 of The Crucible by Arthur Miller | Summary, Themes & Analysis This child is desperate! I am a covenanted Christian woman. PROCTOR, with a cry of his whole soul:Because it is my name! PROCTOR, laughing bitterly:Oh, Elizabeth, your justice would freeze beer! Someone you know. Thou shalt not make unto thee any graven image. TITUBA: I dont know, sir, but the Devil got him numerous witches. But she breaks into sobs at the thought of it, and the right door opens, and enter Susanna Walcott, Mercy Lewis, Betty Parris, and finally Abigail. HATHORNE: Excellency, will you permit me? She has tried to leap out the window; we discovered her this morning on the highroad, waving her arms as though shed fly. He mumbles, then seems about to weep; then he weeps, then prays again; but his daughter does not stir on the bed. TITUBA: Oh, it be no Hell in Barbados. HALE: Mr. Parris, you did not notice, did you, any living thing in the kettle? He blows on his hands, moves toward the window, and looks out. Lazy? ABIGAIL: I never sold myself! I will not black my face for any of them! PROCTOR, pauses, then with a flailing of hope:Giles wife? He starts for his rifle. PROCTOR, coldly, resentful:Why, wehave no fear of questions, sir. Its hard proof, hard as rock, the judges said. PUTNAM: Dont you understand it, sir? You can use this area for legal statements, copyright information, a mission statement, etc. There is prodigious danger in the seeking of loose spirits. Mercy, run to the doctor! Why, you should rejoice to say it if your soul is truly purged of any love for Hell! The emotion flowing between them prevents anyone from speaking for an instant. She is weeping. She claims as well that none of you have seen these things either. I dare not step outside at night! Pointing to the paper. Herrick, dont chain her! This squabble grew to the proportions of a battle in the woods between partisans of both sides, and it is said to have lasted for two days. The Crucible Act III, F by Mr. Cannici on Length: Play Comments (-1) The Crucible Act III, G by Mr. Cannici on Length: Play Comments (-1) The Crucible Act IV, A . Danforth learns that the girls danced in the woods. He hands she list to Parris, who merely glances at it. I had thought to put a question, sir, and I hope you will not. Life, woman, life is Gods most precious gift; no principle, however glorious, may justify the taking of it. One calls up witnesses to prove his innocence. We were dancin in the woods last night, and my uncle leaped in on us. Abigail, what sort of dancing were you doing with her in the forest? Let either 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. PARRIS: There is either obedience or the church will burn like Hell is burning! Come along now. PARRIS: Your Excellency, this is a trick to blind the court! PARRIS: Now then, in the midst of such disruption, my own household is discovered to be the very center of some obscene practice. I dont hate that man. He frees her. He slams the door to the outside behind him. You are selected, Tituba, you are chosen to help us cleanse our village. PROCTOR, scoffing, but without conviction:Ah, theyd never hang. Mr. Parriss slave has knowledge of conjurin, sir. PARRIS: Then you will confess, will you not? Are youafraid to be questioned here? And smokin a pipe all these years, and no husband either! I never thought you but a good man, John. No, I cannot, I cannot stop my mouth; its Gods work I do. Giles Corey calls to Hale. There is a prodigious fear of this court in the country. HATHORNE: I think it must be broken, sir. I hear her singing herBarbados songs and tempting me with. I think it is honest, I think so; I am no saint. ELIZABETH: Your Honor, Iin that time I were sick. Betty whimpers.My, you seem improving. PROCTOR, turning on her, ripe in hand:I will curse her hotter than the oldest cinder in hell. I pray you, sir, thisargument let lawyers present to you. DANFORTH: Do you take it upon yourself to determine what this court shall believe and what it shall set aside? He slams the door to the outside behind him. I hope you will be one of those. There isSuddenly, from an accusatory attitude, her face turns, looking into the air aboveit is truly frightened. Did you tell them that? Youll only be whipped for dancin, and the other things! Parris is shouting a prayer of thanksgiving. He indicates the courtroom. PROCTOR: There be no love for Satan in this house, Mister. Now Hathorne comes behind him and reads with him. HALE: What sort of soup were in this kettle, Abigail? I believe she means to murder. I am John Hale, minister of Beverly. I beg you, let him sign it. A mouse, perhaps, a spider, a frog? PROCTOR, pressing Parris away from her with a gentle but burnt motion of protectiveness:She would speak with the Deputy Governor. Beware of it! Act 3 Summary [A] person is either with this court or he must be counted against it, there be no road between. He rises; he seems worried now. PUTNAM: You are not undone! Peace, Giles, well prove it all now. II used to faint because II thought I saw spirits. I am sick of Hell! My insides are all shuddery; I am in the proceedings all day, sir. PROCTOR: No, shes not, sir. Ill not be comin for you more. There is a knock. DANFORTH, calling to him in a fury:Mr. Hale! It is a great service, sir. HALE, setting down his books:They must be; they are weighted with authority. PROCTOR: The road past my house is a pilgrimage to Salem all morning. The sun is up, Excellency! HALE: This is a strange time, Mister. Contention make him weep, sir; it were always a man that weep for contention. But I said I never see no sign you ever sent your spirit out to hurt no one, and seeing I do live so closely with you, they dismissed it. I must call that rare. Mary quiets. Abominations are done in the forest. ABIGAIL: I know how you clutched my back behind your house and sweated like a stallion whenever I come near! He hangs his lantern on the wall. And being what she is, a lump of vanity, sir. DANFORTH: Mr. Proctor. Angrily against himself, he turns away from the Governor for a moment. DANFORTH: Ah? DANFORTH: I will have nothing from you, Mr. Hale! ABIGAIL, stepping up to Danforth:What look do you give me? Remember the angel, what he say to the boy. To Parris:I hope you are not decided to go in search of loose spirits, Mr. Parris. I had to sit long hours in a chair, and passed the time with sewing. Elizabeth goes upstairs. My wife, my dear good wife, took this girl soon after, sir, and put her out on the highroad. Child! Teaching The Crucible: An Outline of My Unit - Write on With Miss G Her back is turned to him. HALE, quietlyit has impressed him:Proctor, let you open with me now, for I have a rumor that troubles me: Its said you hold no belief that there may even be witches in the world. Theyre all marvelous pretenders. DANFORTH: Aye. First, he . But let none be your judge. I think I have made my point. HALE, with rising exaltation:You are Gods instrument put in our hands to discover the Devils agents among us. No one here can testify Ive said a word. DANFORTH: Then I am sure they may have nothing to fear. Good, thenit is evil, and I do it! We cannot read His will! Go to him, take his shame away! DANFORTH: It is not necessarily an attack, I think. Girl, what ails you? Why did you dismiss Abigail Williams? looking at Abigail now, the faintest suggestion of a knowing smile on his face: Winningly she comes a little closer, with a confidential, wicked air. DANFORTH: Mr. Putnam, I have here an accusation by Mr. Corey against you. Both turn their backsAbigail with indignant slowness. He goes out with Putnam. Do you remember my two little girls in Beverly? I have seen you since she put me out; I have seen you nights. Mary Warren, his servant, can barely speak for embarrassment and fear. DANFORTH: I pray you, Mr, Parris. I saw Goody Howe with the Devil! PROCTOR: Damn the village! Are you silencing this child? PROCTOR, handing Danforth a paper:Will you read this first, sir? TITUBA, terrified, falls to her knees:No, no, dont hang Tituba! PROCTOR: Woman. You will never believe, I hope, that Rebecca trafficked with the Devil. Hale comes further into the room. He turns, as do Hathorne and Danforth, hearing someone coming up the corridor. It is rising to o great glee. GILES: Thats deep, Mr, Parris, deep, deep! Results for the crucible act 3 activity | TPT He starts for the bed. ELIZABETH: Oh, God! You come five mile to see a silly girl fly? How would that please you? PROCTOR, turning, appealing to Hale:Mr. Hale! Now, having established that he will set the gait:Mr. Cheever, will you go into the court and bring the children here? When Tituba asks if Betty will be all right, Parris yells at her to get out of the room. She is transfixedwith all the girls, she is whimpering open-mouthed, agape at the ceiling. He will die with the sunrise. and of all the ten she could not say a single one. DANFORTH: Andover is remedied. I just come from the farm; the whole countrys talkin witchcraft! HATHORNE: This is contempt, sir, contempt!

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