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(Woman is sitting downstage center facing away from aud. singing lullaby to baby, held in arms so face is towards aud. Peer stumbles in, drunk, holding a bottle of liquor. Woman jumps up to get in front of him, he tries to get around her, she pulls him back by the back of his shirt.)

THE WOMAN: Good evening, Peer Lightfoot! (Ha! I caught you! It's all over now!)

PEER: What is it? Who's there?

THE WOMAN: Old friend of your's, Peer Gynt! My home is nearby. We are neighbors. (You know me. Stop f-ing around.)

PEER: Indeed? That is more than I know.

THE WOMAN: Even as your hut was builded, mine built itself too. (Yes, you know me. It's a small community.)

PEER: I'm in haste-

THE WOMAN: Yes, that you are always, my lad; but I'll trudge behind you and catch you at last. (I've finally caught you, I've been trying to catch you alone for a while.)

PEER: You're mistaken, good woman!

THE WOMAN: I was so before; I was when you promised such mighty fine things. (You promised to marry me, instead, you got me pregnant, and now I can't marry anyone.)

PEER: I promised-? What devil's own nonsense is this?

THE WOMAN: You've forgotten the night when you drank with my sire? You've forgot-? (What? Are you actually going to say you don't know me?!)

PEER: I've forgot what I never have known. What's this that you prate of? When last did we meet?

THE WOMAN: When last we met was when first we met. (Woman holds out baby to Peer.) (The last time we were together, you showed your true colours when I told you I was preggers and you disowned me. It was like meeting you for the first time.)

PEER: You're drunk, woman! Do you call him-?

THE WOMAN: I should think you might well know the pig by its skin! Why, where are your eyes? Can't you see that he's lame in his shank, just as you too are lame in your soul? (Woman points to baby, then to Peer and pokes him in the chest.) (Oh, come on. Can't you see the "familiar" resemblance!?)

PEER: Would you have me believe-?

THE WOMAN: Would you wriggle away-? (You going to run away again?)

(Woman takes bottle and hands Peer the baby. Peer looks at the baby, then takes back the bottle and hands over the baby. Woman takes bottle, gives baby. Peer makes a disgusted face at baby, Woman smells the bottle and makes a disgusted face. Peer gives back the baby, takes the bottle and takes a long draft of it. Woman takes the bottle and give the baby, and walks a little bit off so Peer can't take it back. Peer looks at baby.)

PEER: This long-legged urchin-?

THE WOMAN: He's shot up apace. (Looks a little different when it's not in my belly, huh.)

PEER: Dare you, you troll-snout, father on me-?

THE WOMAN: Come now, Peer Gynt, you're as rude as an ox! (Woman takes back baby.) Is it my fault if no longer I'm fair, as I was when you lured me on hillside and lea? (Huh? Is it? No, it's not my fault, it's your's. Let me explain...) Last fall, in my labour, the Fiend held my back, and so 'twas no wonder I came out a fright. (Because you weren't there for me, this hideous, hump-infested disgusting man in a tavern outside of a Louisiana swamp had to help me through my labour. Of course I came out the worse for wear.) But if you would see me as fair as before, you have only to turn yonder girl out of doors, drive her clean out of your sight and you mind; do but this, dear my love, and I'll soon lose my snout! (Please Love Me!) (She puts her hand through his hair and onto his shoulder.) 

PEER: Begone from me, troll-witch! (Peer pushes her away)

THE WOMAN: Ay, see if I do! (Right. Nope.)

PEER: I'll split your skull open! (Peer comes at the Woman threateningly with the bottle.)

THE WOMAN: Just try if you dare! Ho-ho, Peer Gynt, I've no fear of blows! (Starts to push him toward to chair DS Center.) Be sure I'll return every day of the year. (He sits down.) I'll set the door ajar and peep in at you both. (She put baby so she's looking over it's head at Peer.) When you're sitting with your girl on the fireside bench,- when you're tender, Peer Gynt,- (Woman lays the baby in her arms, and begins to pet and caress it.) when you'd pet and caress her,- I'll seat myself by you, (Woman sits on Peer's lap.) and ask for my share. She there and I- we will take you by turns. Farewell, dear my lad, (Woman lays the baby in Peer's lap.) you can marry to-morrow! (Woman goes upstage.)

PEER: You nightmare of hell! (Peer throws the baby at her.)

THE WOMAN: By-the-by, I forgot! You must rear your own youngster, you light-footed scamp! (Woman looks down at the baby.) What a head he has got on his shoulders, the dear! You'll be father's living image when once you're a man! (Ha, you do see the resemblance! And it's going to be up to you, you stupid pr*ck, to raise him. No running away from responsibility now.)

PEER: Oh, would you were as far-!

THE WOMAN: As we now are near? (I'm here now. You can't will me away.)

PEER: And all this-!

THE WOMAN: For nothing by thoughts and desires! It is hard on you, Peer! (This is sarcastic. Obviously it's harder on me.)

PEER: It is worst for another!- Solveig, my fairest, my purest gold! (Peer turns and takes another long swig and looks DS Right into the distance, as if looking for Solveig.)

THE WOMAN: Oh, ay, 'tis the guiltless must smart, said the devil; his mother boxed his ears when his father was drunk! (Woman deposits the baby on the chair and runs off stage Left. Peer starts to go after Woman, then sees baby. Goes to baby, shakes head, takes a swig of the bottle. Goes back to baby, shakes head, takes a swig of the bottle. Sets bottle down away from chair, goes to baby, picks it up, sings lullaby.)

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