Beatrice Quotes in A View from the Bridge
Look, you gotta get used to it, she’s no baby no more.
Eddie:
There was a family lived next door to her mother, he was about sixteen—
Beatrice:
No, he was no more than fourteen, cause I was to his confirmation in Saint Agnes. but the family had an uncle that they were hidin’ in the house, and he snitched to the Immigration.
Catherine:
The kid snitched?
Eddie:
On his own uncle!
Catherine:
What, was he crazy?
Eddie:
He was crazy after, I tell you that, boy.
Beatrice:
Oh, it was terrible. He had five brothers and the old father. And they grabbed him in the kitchen and pulled him down the stairs—three flights his head was bouncin’ like a coconut. And they spit on him in the street, his own father and his brothers. The whole neighborhood was cryin’.
Beatrice:
The girl is gonna be eighteen years old, it’s time already.
Eddie:
B., he’s taking her for a ride!
Beatrice:
All right, that’s her ride. What’re you gonna stand over her till she’s forty?
It means you gotta be your own self more. You still think you’re a little girl, honey. but nobody else can make up your mind for you any more, you understand? You gotta give him to understand that he can’t give you orders no more.
Eddie:
Didn’t you hear what I told you? You walk out that door to that wedding you ain’t comin’ back here, Beatrice.
Beatrice:
Why! What do you want?
Eddie:
I want my respect. Didn’t you ever hear of that? From my wife?
Catherine:
How can you listen to him? This rat!
Beatrice:
Don’t you call him that!
Catherine:
What’re you scared of? He’s a rat! He belongs in the sewer!
Beatrice Quotes in A View from the Bridge
Look, you gotta get used to it, she’s no baby no more.
Eddie:
There was a family lived next door to her mother, he was about sixteen—
Beatrice:
No, he was no more than fourteen, cause I was to his confirmation in Saint Agnes. but the family had an uncle that they were hidin’ in the house, and he snitched to the Immigration.
Catherine:
The kid snitched?
Eddie:
On his own uncle!
Catherine:
What, was he crazy?
Eddie:
He was crazy after, I tell you that, boy.
Beatrice:
Oh, it was terrible. He had five brothers and the old father. And they grabbed him in the kitchen and pulled him down the stairs—three flights his head was bouncin’ like a coconut. And they spit on him in the street, his own father and his brothers. The whole neighborhood was cryin’.
Beatrice:
The girl is gonna be eighteen years old, it’s time already.
Eddie:
B., he’s taking her for a ride!
Beatrice:
All right, that’s her ride. What’re you gonna stand over her till she’s forty?
It means you gotta be your own self more. You still think you’re a little girl, honey. but nobody else can make up your mind for you any more, you understand? You gotta give him to understand that he can’t give you orders no more.
Eddie:
Didn’t you hear what I told you? You walk out that door to that wedding you ain’t comin’ back here, Beatrice.
Beatrice:
Why! What do you want?
Eddie:
I want my respect. Didn’t you ever hear of that? From my wife?
Catherine:
How can you listen to him? This rat!
Beatrice:
Don’t you call him that!
Catherine:
What’re you scared of? He’s a rat! He belongs in the sewer!
