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START: How could she be frightened of me...

Broken Glass

Philip Gellburg

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START: How could she be frightened of me! I worship her! (Quickly controlling) How could everything turn out to be the opposite--I made my son in this bed and now I’m dying in it�(Breaks off, downing a cry) My thoughts keep flying around--everything from years ago keeps coming back like it was last week.
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END: She was a knockout; sometimes walking down a street I couldn’t believe I was married to her. Listen� (
Breaks off; with some diffidence
) You’re an educated man, I only went to high school--I wish we could talk about the Jews.

For full extended monologue, please refer to the script edition cited here: Arthur Miller, Broken Glass, Methuen Drama, 1995, p.68.

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