Crucible

Abigail:
I am but God's finger, John. If he would condemn Elizabeth, she will be condemned.

Elizabeth:
It needs a cold wife to prompt lechery.

Judge Danforth:
Who weeps for these weeps for corruption.

John Proctor:
Elizabeth, your justice would freeze beer.

John Proctor:
Go to bed, Mary.

Mary Warren:
I'll not be ordered to bed any more, Mr. Proctor. I am 18 and a woman... however single.

John Proctor:
If you wish to sit up, then sit up.

Mary Warren:
I wish to go to bed.

John Proctor:
Good night, then.

Mary Warren:
Good night.

John Proctor:
These are heavy books.

Rev. John Hale:
Well, they should be. They're weighted with authority.

John Proctor:
Because it is my name! Because I cannot have another in my life! Because I lie and sign myself to lies! Because I am not worth the dust on the feet of them that hang! How may I live without my name? I have given you my soul; leave me my name!

John Proctor:
I say- I say- God is dead!

Betty Parris:
I want my mama.

Abigail Williams:
Your mama's dead and buried.

Betty Parris:
I'll find her! Let me fly! Mama! No!

Abigail Williams:
Why are you doing this? I told you, he knows now.

Betty Parris:
You drank blood Abby. Did you tell him that?

Abigail Williams:
Don't you ever say that again!

Betty Parris:
You drank a charm to kill John Proctor's wife! You drank a charm to kill Goody Proctor!

Abigail Williams:
Shutup! All of you. We danced. That is all, and mark this, if anyone breathe a word or the edge of a word about the other things, I will come to you in the black of some terrible night, and I will bring with me a pointy reckoning that will shudder you. You know I can do it!

Judge Danforth:
Mr. Parris, you are a brainless man!

John Proctor:
WHORE! How do you call heaven?

Reverend Parris:
Why did Goody Proctor discharge you from her service?

Abigail Williams:
Because I refused to be her slave.

Reverend Parris:
I have heard said that John Proctor and you...

Abigail Williams:
My name is good in the village! Elizabeth Proctor is an envious, gossipy liar!

John Proctor:
Abby, I may think of you softly from time to time, but I will cut off my hand before I reach for you again. We never touched.

Abigail Williams:
Ay, but we did.

Elizabeth:
Question Abigail Williams about the gospel, not myself!

John Proctor:
She is a whore!

Judge Danforth:
This will not pass. Can you prove this?

John Proctor:
I have known her sir! I have known her.

Judge Danforth:
In what time? What place?

John Proctor:
In the proper place where my beasts are bedded.

Judge Danforth:
To your knowledge, has John Proctor committed the crime of lechary? Answer my question. Is your husband an adulterer?

Elizabeth:
No sir.

Judge Danforth:
Remove her.

John Proctor:
Elizabeth, I've confessed it.

Elizabeth:
Oh, God.

Abigail Williams:
A women comes to my bed every night now and tears out my eyes.

Judge Danforth:
Can you make out who she may be?

Abigail Williams:
I believe she be Reverend John Hale's wife sir.

Judge Danforth:
You must be mistaken my child. The wife of a minister be unlikely...

Abigail Williams:
Satan may reach anyone sir.

Judge Sewall:
Absolutely no one in the world is safe? Is that your meaning?

Judge Danforth:
You are mistaken child. Understand me?

John Proctor:
Hell and Heaven grapple on our backs, and all our old pretenses ripped away. God's icy wind will blow.

Martha Corey:
I, sir, am innocent to a witch. I know not what a witch is.

Judge Hathorne:
If you know not what a witch is, how do you know you are not one?