Emily Webb and George Gibbs have been friends and neighbors their
Start: EMILY: I can't, Louise. I’ve got to go home. Good-by. Oh, Ernestine! Ernestine! Can you come over tonight and do Latin? Isn't that Cicero the worst thing I Tell your mother you have to. G’by. G’by, Helen. G’by, Fred. George, also carrying books, catches up to her. GEORGE: Can I carry your books home for you, Emily? EMILY: Coolly. Why ... uh ... Thank you. It isn't far. She gives them to him. [... ... ...] End: EMILY: Now I can see it's not the truth at all. And I suddenly feel that it isn't important, anyway. GEORGE: Emily would you like an ice-cream soda, or something, before you go home? EMILY: Well, thank you. . . I would. For the full scene, see the video clip or refer to the script cited here: Thornton Wilder, Our Town. Harper and Row, 1957. pp. 61-64.
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