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LIZA Good-bye, Colonel Pickering.
PICKERING Good-bye, Miss Doolittle. [
They shake hands
].
They shake hands
].
LIZA [
nodding
to the others] Good-bye, all.
nodding
to the others] Good-bye, all.
FREDDY [
opening the door for her
] Are you walking across the Park, Miss Doolittle? If so—
opening the door for her
] Are you walking across the Park, Miss Doolittle? If so—
PICKERING gasps and sits down. FREDDY goes out on the balcony to catch another glimpse of ELIZA.
MRS. EYNSFORD HILL [
suffering from
shock] Well, I really cant get used to the new ways.
suffering from
shock] Well, I really cant get used to the new ways.
CLARA [throwing herself discontentedly into the Elizabethan chair
] Oh, it’s all right, mamma, quite right. People will think we never go anywhere or see anybody if you are so old-fashioned.
] Oh, it’s all right, mamma, quite right. People will think we never go anywhere or see anybody if you are so old-fashioned.
MRS. EYNSFORD HILL I daresay I am very old-fashioned; but I do hope you wont begin using that expression, Clara. I have got accustomed to hear you talking about men as rotters,
hf
and calling everything filthy and beastly;
hg
though I do think it horrible and unladylike. But this last is really too much. Dont you think so, Colonel Pickering?
hf
and calling everything filthy and beastly;
hg
though I do think it horrible and unladylike. But this last is really too much. Dont you think so, Colonel Pickering?
PICKERING Dont ask me. Ive been away in India for several years; and manners have changed so much that I sometimes dont know whether I’m at a respectable dinner-table or in a ship’s forecastle.
hh
hh
CLARA It’s all a matter of habit. Theres no right or wrong in it. Nobody means anything by it. And it’s so quaint, and gives such a smart emphasis to things that are not in themselves very witty. I find the new small talk delightful and quite innocent.
MRS. EYNSFORD HILL
[risins]
Well, after that, I think it’s time for us to go.
[risins]
Well, after that, I think it’s time for us to go.
PICKERING and HIGGINS rise.
CLARA [rising] Oh yes: we have three at-homes to go to still. Good-bye, Mrs. Higgins. Good-bye, Colonel Pickering. Good-bye, Professor Higgins.
HIGGINS
[coming grimly at her from the divan, and accompanying her to the door]
Good-bye. Be sure you try on that small talk at the three at-homes. Dont be nervous about it. Pitch it in strong.
[coming grimly at her from the divan, and accompanying her to the door]
Good-bye. Be sure you try on that small talk at the three at-homes. Dont be nervous about it. Pitch it in strong.
CLARA
[all smiles]
I will. Good-bye. Such nonsense, all this early Victorian prudery!
[all smiles]
I will. Good-bye. Such nonsense, all this early Victorian prudery!
HIGGINS
[tempting her]
Such damned nonsense!
[tempting her]
Such damned nonsense!
CLARA Such bloody nonsense!
MRS. EYNSFORD HILL
[convulsively]
Clara!
[convulsively]
Clara!
CLARA Ha! ha!
[She goes out radiant, conscious of being thoroughly up to date, and is heard descending the stairs in a stream of silvery laughter].
[She goes out radiant, conscious of being thoroughly up to date, and is heard descending the stairs in a stream of silvery laughter].
FREDDY
[to the heavens at large]
Well, I ask you—
[He gives it
up,
and comes to MRS. HIGGINS].
Good-bye.
[to the heavens at large]
Well, I ask you—
[He gives it
up,
and comes to MRS. HIGGINS].
Good-bye.
MRS. HIGGINS
[shaking hands]
Good-bye. Would you like to meet Miss Doolittle again?
[shaking hands]
Good-bye. Would you like to meet Miss Doolittle again?
FREDDY [
eagerly
] Yes, I should, most awfully.
eagerly
] Yes, I should, most awfully.
MRS. HIGGINS Well, you know my days.
FREDDY Yes. Thanks awfully. Good-bye.
[He goes out].
[He goes out].
MRS. EYNSFORD HILL Good-bye, Mr. Higgins.
HIGGINS Good-bye. Good-bye.
MRS. EYNSFORD HILL
[to PICKERING]
It’s no use. I shall never be able to bring myself to use that word.
[to PICKERING]
It’s no use. I shall never be able to bring myself to use that word.
PICKERING Dont. It’s not compulsory, you know. Youll get on quite well without it.
MRS. EYNSFORD HILL Only, Clara is so down on me if I am not positively reeking with the latest slang. Good-bye.
PICKERING Good-bye
[They shake hands].
[They shake hands].
MRS. EYNSFORD HILL [to MRS. HIGGINS] You mustnt mind Clara.
[PICKERING, catching from her lowered tone that this is not meant for him to hear, discreetly joins HIGGINS at the window].
We’re so poor! and she gets so few parties, poor child! She doesnt quite know.
[MRS. HIGGINS, seeing that her eyes are moist, takes her hand sympathetically and goes with her to the door].
But the boy is nice. Dont you think so?
[PICKERING, catching from her lowered tone that this is not meant for him to hear, discreetly joins HIGGINS at the window].
We’re so poor! and she gets so few parties, poor child! She doesnt quite know.
[MRS. HIGGINS, seeing that her eyes are moist, takes her hand sympathetically and goes with her to the door].
But the boy is nice. Dont you think so?
MRS. HIGGINS Oh, quite nice. I shall always be delighted to see him.
MRS. EYNSFORD HILL Thank you, dear. Good-bye.
[She goes out
].
[She goes out
].
HIGGINS
[eagerly]
Well? Is Eliza presentable
[he swoops on his mother and drags her to the ottoman, where she sits down in ELIZA’s place with her son on her left
]?
[eagerly]
Well? Is Eliza presentable
[he swoops on his mother and drags her to the ottoman, where she sits down in ELIZA’s place with her son on her left
]?
PICKERING returns to his chair on her right.
MRS. HIGGINS You silly boy, of course shes not presentable. Shes a triumph of your art and of her dressmaker’s; but if you suppose for a moment that she doesnt give herself away in every sentence she utters, you must be perfectly cracked about her.
PICKERING But dont you think something might be done? I mean something to eliminate the sanguinary element from her conversation.
MRS. HIGGINS Not as long as she is in Henry’s hands.
HIGGINS
[aggrieved]
Do you mean that my language is improper ?
[aggrieved]
Do you mean that my language is improper ?
MRS. HIGGINS No, dearest: it would be quite proper—say on a canal barge; but it would not be proper for her at a garden party.
HIGGINS
[deeply injured]
Well I must say—
[deeply injured]
Well I must say—
PICKERING
[interrupting him]
Come, Higgins: you must learn to know yourself. I havnt heard such language as yours since we used to review the volunteers in Hyde Park twenty years ago.
[interrupting him]
Come, Higgins: you must learn to know yourself. I havnt heard such language as yours since we used to review the volunteers in Hyde Park twenty years ago.
HIGGINS
[sulkily]
Oh, well, if you say so, I suppose I dont always talk like a bishop.
[sulkily]
Oh, well, if you say so, I suppose I dont always talk like a bishop.
MRS. HIGGINS [
quieting Henry with a touch]
Colonel Pickering: will you tell me what is the exact state of things in Wimpole Street?
quieting Henry with a touch]
Colonel Pickering: will you tell me what is the exact state of things in Wimpole Street?
PICKERING [
cheerfully: as if this completely changed the subject]
Well, I have come to live there with Henry. We work together at my Indian Dialects; and we think it more convenient—
cheerfully: as if this completely changed the subject]
Well, I have come to live there with Henry. We work together at my Indian Dialects; and we think it more convenient—
MRS. HIGGINS Quite so. I know all about that: it’s an excellent arrangement. But where does this girl live?
HIGGINS With us, of course. Where would she live?
MRS. HIGGINS But on what terms? Is she a servant? If not, what is she?
PICKERING [
slowly
] I think I know what you mean, Mrs. Higgins.
slowly
] I think I know what you mean, Mrs. Higgins.
HIGGINS Well, dash me if
I
do! Ive had to work at the girl every day for months to get her to her present pitch. Besides, shes useful. She knows where my things are, and remembers my appointments and so forth.
I
do! Ive had to work at the girl every day for months to get her to her present pitch. Besides, shes useful. She knows where my things are, and remembers my appointments and so forth.
MRS. HIGGINS How does your housekeeper get on with her?
HIGGINS Mrs. Pearce? Oh, shes jolly glad to get so much taken off her hands; for before Eliza came, she used to have to find things and remind me of my appointments. But shes got some silly bee in her bonnet about Eliza. She keeps saying “You dont think, sir”: doesnt she, Pick?
PICKERING Yes: thats the formula. “You dont think, sir.” Thats the end of every conversation about Eliza.
HIGGINS As if I ever stop thinking about the girl and her confounded vowels and consonants. I’m worn out, thinking about her, and watching her lips and her teeth and her tongue, not to mention her soul, which is the quaintest of the lot.
MRS. HIGGINS You certainly are a pretty pair of babies, playing with your live doll.
HIGGINS Playing! The hardest job I ever tackled: make no mistake about that, mother. But you have no idea how frightfully interesting it is to take a human being and change her into a quite different human being by creating a new speech for her. It’s filling up the deepest gulf that separates class from class and soul from soul.
PICKERING [
drawing his chair closer to MRS. HIGGINS and bending over to her eagerly]
Yes: it’s enormously interesting. I assure you, Mrs. Higgins, we take Eliza very seriously. Every week—every day almost—there is some new change.
[Closer again]
We keep records of every stage—dozens of gramophone disks and photographs—
drawing his chair closer to MRS. HIGGINS and bending over to her eagerly]
Yes: it’s enormously interesting. I assure you, Mrs. Higgins, we take Eliza very seriously. Every week—every day almost—there is some new change.
[Closer again]
We keep records of every stage—dozens of gramophone disks and photographs—
HIGGINS
[assailing her at the other ear]
Yes, by George: it’s the most absorbing experiment I ever tackled. She regularly fills our lives up; doesnt she, Pick?
[assailing her at the other ear]
Yes, by George: it’s the most absorbing experiment I ever tackled. She regularly fills our lives up; doesnt she, Pick?
PICKERING We’re always talking Eliza.
HIGGINS Teaching Eliza.
PICKERING Dressing Eliza.
MRS. HIGGINS What!
HIGGINS Inventing new Elizas.
*
Franz Lehár (1870-1948), Hungarian composer of operettas; a contemporary of Shaw.
Franz Lehár (1870-1948), Hungarian composer of operettas; a contemporary of Shaw.
MRS. HIGGINS
[putting her fingers in her ears, as they are by this time shouting one another down with an intolerable noise]
Sh-sh-sh—sh!
[They stop].
[putting her fingers in her ears, as they are by this time shouting one another down with an intolerable noise]
Sh-sh-sh—sh!
[They stop].
PICKERING I beg your pardon.
[He draws his chair back apologetically] .
[He draws his chair back apologetically] .
HIGGINS Sorry. When Pickering starts shouting nobody can get a word in edgeways.
MRS. HIGGINS Be quiet, Henry. Colonel Pickering: dont you realize that when Eliza walked into Wimpole Street, something walked in with her?
PICKERING Her father did. But Henry soon got rid of him.
MRS. HIGGINS It would have been more to the point if her mother had. But as her mother didnt something else did.
PICKERING But what?
MRS. HIGGINS [
unconsciously dating herself by the word]
A problem.
unconsciously dating herself by the word]
A problem.
PICKERING Oh, I see. The problem of how to pass her off as a lady.
HIGGINS I’ll solve that problem. Ive half solved it already.
MRS. HIGGINS No, you two infinitely stupid male creatures: the problem of what is to be done with her afterwards.
HIGGINS I dont see anything in that. She can go her own way, with all the advantages I have given her.
MRS. HIGGINS The advantages of that poor woman who was here just now! The manners and habits that disqualify a fine lady from earning her own living without giving her a fine lady’s income! Is that what you mean?
PICKERING
[indulgently, being rather bored]
Oh, that will be all right, Mrs. Higgins.
[He rises to go].
[indulgently, being rather bored]
Oh, that will be all right, Mrs. Higgins.
[He rises to go].
HIGGINS [
rising also
] We’ll find her some light employment.
rising also
] We’ll find her some light employment.
PICKERING Shes happy enough. Dont you worry about her. Good-bye.
[He shakes hands as if he were consoling a frightened child, and makes for the door].
[He shakes hands as if he were consoling a frightened child, and makes for the door].
HIGGINS Anyhow, theres no good bothering now. The things done. Good-bye, mother.
[He kisses her, and follows PICKERING
]
.
[He kisses her, and follows PICKERING
]
.
PICKERING
[turning for a final consolation]
There are plenty of openings. We’ll do whats right. Good-bye.
[turning for a final consolation]
There are plenty of openings. We’ll do whats right. Good-bye.
HIGGINS
[to PICKERING as they go out together]
Let’s take her to the Shakespear exhibition at Earls Court.
[to PICKERING as they go out together]
Let’s take her to the Shakespear exhibition at Earls Court.
PICKERING Yes: lets. Her remarks will be delicious.
HIGGINS She’ll mimic all the people for us when we get home.
PICKERING Ripping.
[Both are heard laughing as they go downstairs] .
[Both are heard laughing as they go downstairs] .
MRS. HIGGINS
[rises with an impatient bounce, and returns to her work at the writing-table. She sweeps a litter of disarranged papers out of her way; snatches a sheet of paper from her stationery case; and tries resolutely to write. At the third line she gives it up; flings down her pen; grips the table angrily and exclaims]
Oh, men! men!! men!!!
[rises with an impatient bounce, and returns to her work at the writing-table. She sweeps a litter of disarranged papers out of her way; snatches a sheet of paper from her stationery case; and tries resolutely to write. At the third line she gives it up; flings down her pen; grips the table angrily and exclaims]
Oh, men! men!! men!!!
ACT IV
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