Ow, her anguish, her passion the role was allegedly written for Anna Magnani who did the forgotten film. Husby was perfection and, you realize, his perfection was his sexual prowess. In this folkloric comedy - seldom produced today - she meets a not very bright beau another trucker and redefines her dream, though it centers on her sexual neediness.
We must always Make Do, as grandmum would say. View 2 comments. May 02, Duffy Pratt rated it it was ok Shelves: play. This one was a real clunker. I thought the structure was clumsy, the characters both ugly and uninteresting, and the plot veered on silliness. This is one I'm actually glad that I didn't see on stage, because I'm afraid that it would tend to be even worse when performed.
I've never read a play that has as much business described as this one does, and I didn't really see the point of much of it. Not T. Williams at his best, or even close. View 1 comment. Jul 12, robin friedman rated it it was amazing. Williams wrote many other plays in different styles. Among the best of his works is this romance, "The Rose Tattoo", a play which is too-little known today. The play, Stapleton, and Wallach each won Tony Awards. In , Williams wrote the screenplay for the film version of "The Rose Tattoo" which became famous for the Academy Award winning performance of Anna Magnani.
Williams wrote an introduction, "The Timeless World of a Play" to "The Rose Tattoo" in which he said: "Whether or not we admit it to ourselves, we are all haunted by a tragic sense of impermanence. This short, difficult essay is an apt introduction to the play. The three-act play is set around in an unnamed town on the Gulf Coast between New Orleans and Mobile with a large population of Sicilian immigrants.
The play tells the story of a middle-aged Sicilian immigrant woman, Serafina Delle Rose who passes from grief and despair to love and sexuality and to a second chance at life. In the opening scenes, Serafina is pregnant and married to a man named Rosario and the couple have a year old daughter, Rosa. Rosario never appears in the play. He is killed almost immediately when he is smuggling contraband for the underworld under a truckload of bananas. Serafina, who works as a seamstress, is shaken to the extent that she loses the baby.
She lives solely with the memory of Rosario and of his sexual prowess, symbolized by the rose tattoo on his chest. She comes to idealize her dead husband and fights fiercely to repress compelling evidence of his long-term infidelity.
Most of the play is set in a single day three years after Rosario's death. Serafina continues to mourn his passing and loses interest in her friends and in other people. She becomes over-protective of Rosa, who is now an adolescent graduating from high school who has fallen in love with Jack, a young sailor.
Serafina meets an uncouth but magnetically attractive young man, Alvaro, who also drives a truck for a living and who reminds her of her late husband. The sexual attraction is immediate. In long scenes between Rosa and Alvaro, Williams develops their relationship. Serafina comes to terms with the frailties of her husband and with love and romance.
She is able to love herself and to release her daughter to her own life. The play is lengthy and takes concentration to read. It is full of symbolism, including the rose tattoo, religious icons, a watch, a randy goat, a flamboyant pink shirt and more. The Sicilian immigrant community is vividly drawn with eccentric characters including a herbal doctor and a witch. The play includes some Italian dialogue which is best read over quickly as its meaning is generally clear from the context.
I found it helpful to watch the film version between readings of the play to help visualize the action. Magnani's portrayal of Serafina brings the character to life more than any reading could do. Although the film version is bowdlerized, the spirit of Williams' play comes through. Williams wrote several early drafts which were critiqued by Elia Kazan, who had already directed several of Williams' plays.
Williams wrote and rewrote to adopt Kazan's suggestions into the final version of the play. When he had completed the final draft, Kazan, after hesitation, declined to direct the work, to Williams' great disappointment. In this instance, Williams was right to have faith in the worth of his play, as suggested by the Tony Award.
Years later, in , Kazan would back out from directing another Williams comedy, the far less successful play, "Period of Adjustment". Williams and Kazan never worked together again. In addition to this individual version, the play is available in the first of the two Library of America volumes devoted to the plays of Tennessee Williams. Robin Friedman Feb 20, Danielle H rated it it was ok Shelves: school-assignment , own-a-copy , , plays. An article told me that this play is a rom-com?
Did those words mean different things in the 50's? Aug 31, Ray LaManna rated it really liked it. I read this play in preparation for seeing it on Broadway with a terrific actress in the lead, Marisa Tomei of My Cousin Vinny fame. Williams tells the story of a Sicilian woman in the deep South I found this very realistic very in term of her ethnic background.
Maybe a little repetitious, but very well presented generally by a master playwright. Feb 25, Samir Rawas Sarayji rated it liked it Shelves: play , american-lit. This one is really different from the other plays I've read so far. The problem for me is the caricature of Italians here I honestly don't know if Italians are the way depicted by non-Italians in literature and film, but it always feels like stereotyping a culture when we focus on just their most noticable aspect only, here passion.
I would have had more respect if the play was set with Americans rather than stereotyped Italians. The plot and action are entertaining enoughl but there is nothi This one is really different from the other plays I've read so far. The plot and action are entertaining enoughl but there is nothing like emotional depth or complexity. Instead, it read at times like slapstick.
Sep 24, Ivana rated it really liked it. The Rose Tattoo is a great play. It is a play with many relevant and important themes: love, sexuality, loneliness, motherhood etc The majority of characters are Sicilians. W manages to capture something of their culture and at any rate he doesn't stereotype them.
Moreover, the characters are complex and this is especially the case with Serafina. As often with T. Williams, it is a female character that is in the centre of the play. This time the heroin is Serafina Delle Rose. T The Rose Tattoo is a great play. The other characters are complex, but not that developed as she is. Now when I think of it, they are in a way shadowed by Serafina.
The play begins with Serafina sitting on the sofa waiting for her husband Rosario's return. Serafina worships hers 'wild as a gypsy' husband and founds physical and spiritual fulfillment in her marriage. In addition, marriage is sacred to Serafina and being a Roman-Catholic makes her see marriage as a sacrament. In a way, she makes religion out of her love. There are many questions about love that can be drawn from this play.
Is love a kind of religion? Serafina is portrayed as a human being that is with faults and virtues. Like Blanche from Streetcar she has her weaknesses. Nevertheless, Serafina is like Blanche in her own way a strong woman. She doesn't give up easily, she defends her love. Serafina's tragic fate is just the kind that takes us on a road of soul-searching. The cultural distance created in his plays deepens that sense of loneliness.
Serafina belong to another culture, she is an Italian immigrant. I'm trying to remember if there ever was a play by T. Williams that I did not like. I don't think there was.
I guess I just like his style of writing and there is something in me that resonances with his main themes of isolation, love, despair and loneliness. There is also something poetic about his language and this play is no exception. Sep 21, Marina Schulz rated it it was ok Shelves: theatre , bildunsroman , new-classic , reviewed. I'm underwhelmed; a big William's fan, I found "The Rose Tattoo" to be little more than a collage of a lot other elements that the author integrates into almost every one of his works.
Serafina Del Rose is a woman highly infatuated and in love with her husband Rosario, and when he dies her passion for him doesn't -- his manly, rugged body marked by a rose tattoo is the one she still dreams of five years past, to the embarassment of her community and especially of her daughter, who wishes they co I'm underwhelmed; a big William's fan, I found "The Rose Tattoo" to be little more than a collage of a lot other elements that the author integrates into almost every one of his works.
Serafina Del Rose is a woman highly infatuated and in love with her husband Rosario, and when he dies her passion for him doesn't -- his manly, rugged body marked by a rose tattoo is the one she still dreams of five years past, to the embarassment of her community and especially of her daughter, who wishes they could both move on with their lives. The thing is, with Williams, you can still see the intensisty dripping from the pages; though it is one of his weaker plots.
He doesn't say anything here he has n0t said before. Infatuation with body? Covered by Stella in "Streetcar Named Desire". Death, aging, inability to move on, all of it felt rehashed and unsurprising.
The Rose Tattoo led nowhere, and read like a copy paste of the author's previous works, giving the impression Tennessee Williams had no new themes to address or points to make. Jan 11, Selena rated it liked it Shelves: plays-modern. Not a fan, though, I should preface that by saying that I'm not really a fan of Tenessee Williams in general what kind of name is that anyway? Who names their kid after a state? I don't share his fascination with abusive relationships, nor do I find the tragic romance in them that he does call me a prude, but I am offended at the idea that anyone could find redeeming romantic qualities in an abusive relationship, especially a male writer.
Anyway, slipping off now to allow my high horse to s Not a fan, though, I should preface that by saying that I'm not really a fan of Tenessee Williams in general what kind of name is that anyway? Anyway, slipping off now to allow my high horse to stretch his legs and get some water. It is another dark sketch of the tragic life of an "everyman" character, having been pushed to despiration by life itself.
Oct 22, Katherine rated it liked it Shelves: italian , plays , southern. Very funny also tragic. Apr 14, Alyssa rated it really liked it Shelves: plays. I don't know any Italian, so this play was a challenge to read. I like the idea that Serafina's ability to love was sealed inside the urn with her husband's ashes, only released when the urn was broken. The side story with her daughter, Rosa, was boring. Shelves: allmankindarenowyourbrothers.
I fell in love with Serafina Delle Rose. She makes a wish, she takes a risk, she opens up her door God exists if you just stop worshipping some arbitrary "Him". I want to take this play out to dinner and then cuddle with it on the couch afterwards. Three well-deserved stars. Jul 20, Lisa Reynolds rated it it was amazing. The Rose Tattoo by Tennessee Williams is a wonderful play by the author. The play follows the story of the protagonist Serafina Delle Rose. She is an Italian woman and a seamstress who lives in a Sicilian community in Louisiana.
She is pregnant and also has a daughter Rosa. She loves her husband Rosario to bits but Rosario is not what he seems. He is having an affair with a local woman Estelle and is a smuggler. After he is shot and killed by police, Serafina overhears some women who are The Rose Tattoo by Tennessee Williams is a wonderful play by the author.
After he is shot and killed by police, Serafina overhears some women who are neighbours discussing how they will break the news to her and her grief begins. Her own past pain, because though she loved Rosario with all her heart she knew his faults even though she was in denial, also comes in her negative feelings when three years later Rosa meets a guy she loves called Jack.
I also think the negative feelings are because she fears if Jack died, Rosa would go through the same pain she did. Fear to be honest about it? Whatever the reason or reasons, her communication skills with her daughter are lacking severely which is unfair to Rosa. Williams brings many topics into this story such as family dynamics, immigration, sexuality and romantic feelings, communication issues, finding your place in the world, grief and mental illness.
I think it is an amazing play. I was engrossed in the characters and the plot from start to finish. The writing is gorgeously down-to-earth and the dialogue, which is especially the heart of a play, is amazing, spot-on and realistic. The play is also dedicated to Merlo. Beautifully written. Amazing job. A must-read. I loved it! Mar 28, Nick Jones rated it liked it. I respond to it in much the same way as I respond to the film melodramas of Douglas Sirk and Vincente Minnelli, as works of excess, but while Sirk and Minnelli express overheated emotions in terms of visual excess, Williams expresses overheated emotion in terms of verbal excess.
One of the things I find intriguing about Williams is the way his plays generally work within realist conventions, but the melodramatic pushes against this. I had heard of The Rose Tattoo, but knew little about it, never seeing a production or film version. I do not believe it. This is the first time - 1. A sailor? I had opportunities to! She rode a bicycle to school. And you? Do you say you re in love? Diamond Key! Yes, ma'am, CathoHc. How do they look different from anyone else?
Serafina turns to Jack] Turn around, will you? Rosa runs despairingly around the side of the house and leans, exhausted , with closed eyes, against the trunk of a palm tree. The Strega creeps into the yard, listening. And boys are the same, only younger. Come here! She rushes from the palm tree to the hack door and pounds on it with both fists.
Let me in tKe door, Jack! A few momenta later she pushes open the shutters of the window in the wall and climbs half in. Jack kneels awk- wardly upon the hassock. I [Serafina rushes to the window, pushes Rosa out and slams the shutters. Are you gonna say it? What was it, again?
Oh, Jack! Kiss Mama! Mama, please kiss Jack! No, no, no, no! Rosa seizes the wine bottle. Out of her mother s sight, she passionately grabs hold of his hand and presses it, first to her throat, then to her lips and finally to her breast.
Jack snatches his hand away as Serafina returns with the glasses. Voices are heard calling from the highway. The car horn is honking, md the voices are calling. Outside the car motor roars, and the voices shout as the cargoes off. Seraflna stumbles outside, shielding her eyes with one hand, extending the gift with the other. Regalo, regalo - tesoro! Seraflna turns about vaguely in the confusing sunlight and gropes for the door.
There is a derisive cackle from the witch next door. Seraflna absently opens the package and removes the little gold watch. She winds it and then holds it against her ear. She shakes it and holds it again to her ear. Then she holds it away from her and glares at it fiercely.
Oh, Lady, give me a sign! Great shadows have appeared beneath her eyes; her face and throat gleam with sweat. There are dark stains of wine on the rayon slip. It is difficult for her to stand, yet she cannot sit still. She makes a sick moaning sound in her throat almost continually.
A hot wind rattles the cane-brake. Vivi, the little girl, comes up to the porch to stare at Serafina as at a strange beast in a cage. Vivi is chewing a liquorice stick which stains her mouth and her fingers. She stands chewing and staring. Serafina evades her stare. She wearily drags a broken grey wicker chair down ojf the porch, all the way out in front of the house, and sags heavily into it. It sits awry on a broken leg. Vivi sneaks toward her.
Serafina lurches about to face her angrily. The child giggles and scampers back to the porch. Serafina crouches low in the chair to escape his attention. He knocks at the door. Receiving no answer, he looks out into the yard, sees her, and approaches her chair.
He comes close to address her with a gentle severity. Oh, I knew this was going to happen when you broke the Church law and had your husband cremated! Father De Leo follows her. Look, I quit doing sewing. Father De Leo follows. Serafina shades her eyes with a palm to watch the kite, and then, as though its motions conveyed a shocking message, she utters a startled soft cry and staggers back to the porch.
She leans against a pillar, running her hand rapidly and repeatedly through her hair. Father De Leo approaches her again, somewhat timidly. Will you go in the house and get me some water? Get you some water. Thefaucetis working. I got to breathe. The house has a tinroofonitandl. Is that the Yes, the Strega!
Getta hell out of my yard! The goat bleats. Eligible for - loving and - bearing again! I remember you dressed in pale blue silk at Mass one Easter morning, yes, like a lady wearing a - piece of the - weather! Oh, how proudly you walked, too proudly! At thirty years old they got no more use for the letto matrimoniale, no. The big bed goes to the basement! They get little beds from Sears Roe- buck and sleep on then bellies! Instead of the heart they got die deep-freeze in the house.
To me the big bed was beautiful like a religion. Now I lie on it with dreams, with memories only! And then I. They scatter. Hens - Hke water thrown on them! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! To-day you give out the diplomas, to-day at the high school you give out the prizes, diplomas!
You give to my daughter a set of books call the Digest of Know- ledge! What does she know? How to be cheap already? They ruin the girls there! They give the spring dance because the girls are man-crazy. And there at that dance my daughter goes with a sailor that has in his ear a gold ring! And pants so tight that a woman ought not to look at Hm! The man-crazy old-maid teachers! I will. I will go in the house if you will answer one question.
Father De Leo picks up his panama hat Serafina paces slowly toward him. He starts away from the house. Aspettate un mo- mento! The seaets of the confessional are sacred to me. You could tell me. If you would not believe the known facts about him. They want the marble um broken; they want me to smash it. They want the rose ashes scattered because I had too much glory. They want - mouse-squeaking 1 - known facts.
There are people watching! That will be a change for them. I am sixty-seven years old 1 Must I call for help, now? Serafina: Yes, call! You are an animal! Sono animale I Animale. Tell them all, shout it all to them, up and down the whole block 1 The widow Delle Rose is not respectable, she is not even a woman she is an animal!
She is attacking the priest I She will tear the black suit oif him unless he tells her the whores in this town are lying to her! Or I will - smash! Then she rushes crazily to the steps and falls across them.
The children steal hack around the house. A little hoy shoots a bean-shooter at her. She starts up with a cry. The children scatter, shrieking. She sinks back down on the steps, then leans hack, staring up at the sky, her body rocking.
He is a fat man in a seersucker suit and a straw hat with a yellow, red, and purple hand. His face is beet- red and great moons of sweat have soaked through the armpits of his jacket. His shirt is lavender, and his tie, pale blue with great yellow polka dots, is a butterfly how.
His entrance is accompanied by a brief, satiric strain of music. The salesman talks sweetly, as if reciting a prayer.
Know what I mean? Not a regular price but a price which is less than what it costs to manufacture the article, a price we are making for the sake of introducing the product in the Gulf Coast territory. Lady, this thing here that f m droppm right in youah lap is bigger than television; if s going to revolutionize the domestic life of America. I sell directly to merchants but when I stopped over there to have my car serviced, I seen you taking the air on the steps and I thought I would just drop over and.
Hey, you road hog! First of all, I want you to notice how compact it is. It takes up no more space than. He is one of those Mediterranean types that resemble glossy young bulls. He is short in stature, has a massively sculptural torso and bluish-black curls. His face and manner are clownish; he has a charming awkwardness. There is a startling, improvised air about him; he frequently seems surprised at his own speeches and actions, as though he had not at all anticipated them.
At the moment when we first hear his voice the sound of a timpani begins, at first very pianissimo, but building up as he approaches, till it reaches a vibrant climax with his appearance to Serafina beside the house. She slaps it away with an angry ay.
At the same time Alvaro advances, trembling with rage, to the porch steps. He is sweating and stammering with pent-up fury at a world of frustrations which are temporarily localized in the gross figure of this salesman. You make me drive off the highway! I am not spaghetti. I am a human being that drives a truck of bananas. I drive a truck of bananas for the Southern Fruit Company for a living, not to play cowboys and Indians on no highway with no rotten road hog.
You got a 4 -lane highway between Pass Christian and here. I give you the sign to pass me. You tail me and give me the horn. Wop, move over, Dago. And I am glad you stop here. I got three dependants! If I fight, I get fired, but I will fight and get fired. Take out the cigar! Serafina stares at the truck driver, her eyes tike a somnambule s.
Bending double and retching with pain, Alvaro staggers over to the porch. Serajina slowly enters the house. We must understand her profound unconscious response to this sudden contact with distress as acute as her own. There is a long pause as the screen door makes its whining, catlike noise swinging shut by degrees. Why have you - come in my house? He leans on a dummy. Soon she is sobbing as loudly as Alvaro. She speaks between sobs.
I will stop. I will stop in a minute. This is not like a man. I am ashame of myself I will stop now; please, lady. He blows his nose between two fingers. Serafina picks up a scrap of white voile and gives it to him to wipe his fingers. I will sew it up for you. I do - sewing. Not citizens, even! No relief checb, no nothing! Excuse me. I am ashame.
I got to sew this by hand ; the machine is broke in a fight with two women. He goes over to the window. As he opens the shutters, the light falls across his fine torso, the undershirt clinging wetly to his dark olive skin, Serafina is struck and murmurs: 'Ohhh. As he does so, she picks up a pair of broken spectacles on the work table.
Holding them up by the single remaining side piece, like a lorgnette, she inspects his passing figure with an air of stupefaction. Is it a sign? Is it a sign of something? What does it mean? Oh, speak to me. Then she rushes to the cupboard, clambers up on a chair and seizes a bottle of wine from the top shelf.
But she finds it impossible to descend from the chair. Clasping the dusty bottle to her breast, she aouches there, helplessly whimpering like a child, as Alvaro comes hack in. Crying is not like a man. Did anyone see me? To me it don t matter. I was like this all to-day I [He shakes his clenched fists in the air.
In it I find a notice. You know what garnishee is? I go aazy, I bod, I cry, and I am ashame but I am not able to help it!
And human beings must cry. A bottle of vino? It comes from the house of the family of my husband. The Delle Rose 1 A very great family. I was a peasant, but I married a baron! Not the face but the body. I had a - very bad day. She inserts a corkscrew in the bottle hut her efforts to open it are clumsily unsuccessful Alvaro returns with a little bowl of ice.
He sets it down so hard on the table that a piece flies out He scrambles after it, retrieves it and ivipes it off on his sweaty undershirt] serafina:! Your hands are not used to rough work. I been making voile dresses for highschool graduation. But here they run wild on islands I - boys, girls, man-crazy teachers. Serajina cries out and staggers against the table. He laughs. She laughs with him, helplessly, unable to stop, unable to catch her breath. ALVAR 0 : 1 like everything that a woman does with her heart.
Serajina smooths down her rayon slip. He hands her a glass of the sparkling wine with ice in it. Keep your hands off them bananas! What else would I haul? He was - wild like a - Gipsy. Who said that? I hate to start to remember, and then not remember. It is oddly luxurious to them bothy luxurious as the first cool wind of evening after a scorching day. It was against the Church law.
But I had to have something and that was all I could have. I show you this picture - my wedding. He takes the picture from her hand and holds it first close to his eyeSy then far back, then again close with suspirations of appropriate awe.
On his chest he had the tattoo of a rose, [then, quite suddenly] - Do you believe strange things, or do you doubt them?
Til teU you something about the tattoo of my husband. One night I woke up with a burning pain on me here. I turn on the Hght.
I look at my naked breast and on it I see the rose tattoo of my husband, on me, on my breast, his tattoo. But I did see it. I saw it clearly. But I hke what you said. Two of them kind of people come in the house to-day and told me a terrible lie in front of the ashes.
I would forget anything that makes you un- happy. The ashes are clean. The memory of the rose in my heart is perfect! She follows him. Each time he picks up an article for inspection she gently takes it from him and examines it herself with fresh interest] ALVARO : Cosy Htde homelike place you got here. They play the game of parchesi, morning, night, noon. Passing a bucket of beer around the table. And the numbers habit. She plays the numbers.
And the grocery bill goes up, up, up, up, up! He goes over to the cage. Serafinaputs her corresponding finger in her mouth. He crosses to the telephone. Give me the Southern Fruit Company in Biloxi - seven-eight-seven!
With three dependants? ALVARo: lam hoping to meet some sensible older lady. Maybe a lady a little bit older than me. Good sense. And I want her to have a well-fumished house and a profitable little business of some kind. Maagiacavallo has nothiag.
She sHp on a wet rock. The rock my grand- mother slips on? Baronessa, I am a healthy young man, existing without no love life. I look at the magazine pictures. Them girls in the advertisement - you know what I mean? A litde bitty thing here? A little bitty thing there? Is the line busy? Y ou think fm a bank robber? Just get your boss on the phone or hang the phone up. Mr Siccardi? How tricks at the South- ern Fruit Comp ny this hot afternoon? Ha, ha, ha! You got the complaint already?
Sentite, per favorel This road hog was - Mr Siccardi? A man with three dependants - out of ajoh! I got a suggestion to make. Open the bottom drawer of that there bureau and you will find a shirt in white tissue paper and you can wear that one while I am fbdng this. And cil for it later. Throw it away, out of the window! Seta pura! Everything here is too good for Mangiacavallo! The interlude of the goat chase has a quality of crazed exaltation. Outside is heard the wild bleating of the goat and the jingling of his harness.
She lets the goat in my yard to eat my tomatoes! The goat has the evil eye, too. He got in my yard the night that I lost Rosario and my boy!
Madonna, Madonna mia! Get that goat out of my yard 1 [She retreats to the Madonna, making the sign of the horns with her fingers, while the goat chase continues outside. I will catch the black goat and give him a kick that he will never forget! The little boy is clapping together a pair of tin pan lids which sound like symbals. She gives a furious imitation of the bleating goat, contorting her face with loathing. It is the fury of woman at the desire she suffers. At last the goat is captured. The boy follows behind, gleefully clapping the tin lids together, and farther back follows the Strega, holding her broken length of rope, her grey hair hanging into her face and her black skirts caught up in one hand, revealing bare feet and hairy legs.
Serafina comes out on the porch as the grotesque little procession passes before it, and she raises her hand with the fingers making horns as the goat and the Strega pass her.
Alvaro turns the goat over to the Strega and comes panting back to the house. She continues very shyly, panting a little. And sometimes even, I - put a rose in my hair. But you, Baronessa - you know what I think you have done? I take you serious - then you make it a joke. SERAFINA: Then look at the window to-night If the shutters are open and there is a hght in the window, you can stop by for your - jacket - but if the shutters are closed, you better not stop because my Rosa will be home.
She has gone to a picnic - maybe - home early - but you know how picnics are. They - wait for the moon to - start singing.
Forgive me for tlimJdng the awful lie could be true! A little hoy races into the yard holding triumphantly alofi a great golden hunch of bananas. A little girl pursues him with shrill cries. He eludes her. They dash around the house. The light fades and the curtain falls. The neighhourhood children are playing games around the house. One of them is counting hy fives to a hundred, calling out the numbers, as he leans against the palm tree.
Serafina is in the parlour, sitting on the sofa. She is seated stifily and formally, wearing a gown that she has not worn since the death of her husband, and with a rose in her hair. It becomes obvious from her movements that she is wearing a girdle that constricts her utk- endurably. But the truck passes by without stopping.
The girdle is becoming quite intolerable to Serafina and she decides to take it off, going behind the sofa to do so. With much grunting, she has gotten it down as far as her knees, when there is the sound outside of another truck approach-- ing. This time the truck stops up on the highway, with a sound of screeching brakes. She realizes that Alvaro is coming, and her efforts to get out of the girdle, which is now pinioning her legs, become frantic.
She hobbles from behind the sofa as Alvaro appears in front of the house. I will look at wm-dooooo! Signora delle Rose! She hobbles and totters desperately to the curtains between the rooms and reaches them just in time to hide herself as Alvaro comes into the parlour from the porch through the screen door.
He is carrying a package and a candy box. Let me help you! You are a young little widow! I got the whole works! You like the smell of it? Oh, then I wash the smell out, I go and. I wiU set down on this chair.
I Hke a straight back bdiind me. She had it examined. The door was slammed in my face. Give me your hand so I can tell your fortune! One very handsome. One not handsome. His ears are too big but not as big as his heart! He has three depend- ants. Then she discovers the candy box. If I get nervous again I will start to cry. Search all audition songs. Musical Theatre.
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