Eilert Lovborg:
Hedda - Gabler.
Hedda Gabler:
Sh!
Eilert Lovborg:
Hedda Gabler.
Hedda Gabler:
Yes, that used to be my name. When we knew each other first.
Eilert Lovborg:
Can't I call you Hedda - even when we're alone together?
Hedda Gabler:
Think it. If you've a mind to. Only don't say it.
Judge Brack:
Every respectible home is going to be closed to Eilert Lovborg from now on. As a friend of the family I can't help saying that it would be well more than a little painful if this gentleman should find any haven here. If he should try to invade...
Hedda Gabler:
[
holding her hand up in complete understanding] Eh, triangle?
Judge Brack:
Precisely. It would render me homeless.
Hedda Gabler:
Ah, yes. A roost but no room.
Judge Brack:
That's not what I've looked for, and I'll see to it that I get what I have.
Hedda Gabler:
How dangerous you are when the last bits are made!
Judge Brack:
Think so?
Hedda Gabler:
I'm beginning to now. I'm only thankful you have no hold on me.
Judge Brack:
Oh, just imagine what it could lead to!
Hedda Gabler:
[
laughs] Threatening sounds really don't go with your appearance at all!
Judge Brack:
Well, I think I've managed to say what I meant. So, until I happen to see you again, good-bye, Madame Hedda.
Hedda Gabler:
Are you going through the garden?
Judge Brack:
Oh, it's quicker for me.
Hedda Gabler:
Everywhere people are sniping from the inside.
Judge Brack:
[
laughs as he's walking away] You don't pick off your barnyard cocks.
Hedda Gabler:
[
mumbles] Indeed.
[
louder]
Hedda Gabler:
Not if you only have one.
Hedda Gabler:
Why does everything I touch become vulgar and absurd and commonplace?
[
last lines]
Judge Brack:
People don't do that kind of thing!
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