The stage is set like a dimly lit street.
Businesses closed for the night lined up like sleeping cattle. There are two
street lamps, one on each side of a cobble stone road. Under the street lamp on
stage left, Mrs. Linde stands leaning against it smoking a cigarette. Nora
enters from stage right, suitcase in hand, expressing a strong sense of
urgency. She is composed but visually bothered. As she turns the corner under
stage right’s street lamp, Nora spots Mrs. Linde.
Nora: Kristine! (Nora runs towards Mrs. Linde as if her legs could barely support her
weight. Her eyes are watery but she is
not crying) Oh Kristine! What have I done all these years?
Mrs. Linde: (startled and confused, takes one last brief drag and tosses her
cigarette into the street) What? What
do mean?
Nora: These last eight years of my
life. The sacrifices I have made, the risks I took, all for what? A boy wearing a man’s disguise.
Mrs.
Linde: Nora, slow down. Why do you have a suitcase? What’s going on? Did you
tell Torvald the truth?
Nora: (catching her breath) I didn’t have to.
He read Krogstad’s letters. But oh how horrible. The things he said to me. I sat there and listened to him tear me to
shreds with his words, never once
acknowledging what I did for him! I’m a fool Kristine! (looks to the dark nights sky)
A fool!
Mrs.
Linde: Calm down Nora. You’re not a fool. (goes
to give Nora a hug) You were in love. You
did what you felt was the right thing to do at the time. (after a pause she releases Nora from the friendly hug) I
understand why you borrowed the money. I may not
have agreed with it, but I understand why. If Torvald wasn’t able to see past
the illegal nature of what you did
then he is the fool Nora, not you.
(Nora looks down and gently rubs her eyes clear from any would-be tears,
then looks back up at Mrs. Linde)
Nora: Really?
Do you think so?...But what about the children? What if this is all a big
mistake?
Mrs.
Linde: (confident and stern) Listen
to me. Leaving tonight was the best decision you have ever made. You are free. (Nora looks at Mrs. Linde and forms unbreakable, but soft eye contact) Free to make something
of yourself. Free to find someone who sees you as a partner in life, not a pet. As for the children, they will be in
good hands with Helene. Torvald…
he will recover from this and he will still have a job so your babies wont starve. Write them, and when they are old
enough to understand, you can explain to them
how the strength you possessed as a woman was far too intimidating to Torvald.
He left you no choice but to walk away.
Nora: (after a short pause, takes a deep breath and
exhales slowly) You’re right. You were always
right Kristine. Thank you. You really are a true friend.
(Stage lights dim and the curtain
closes)
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