Dickinson
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Ship: I’m glad you asked. I came here for you.
Lavinia: I’m surprised you even remember me.
Ship: Of course I remember you. You’re the most pure, simple, quiet, traditional girl I ever knew, and that is why I want to make you my wife.
Lavinia: Ship, Ship, we hooked up once. Then you hooked up with someone else the same night.
Ship: That wasn’t very chivalrous of me. You’ll see I’ve changed, Lavinia. I’m not that college dropout that got drunk and tobogganed into a lake. I’m a serious adult man with entrepreneurial instincts and a profound respect for women who embody traditional values such as submissiveness, chastity, and willingness to do household chores.
Lavinia: I’m not even like that.
Ship: You’re Lavinia Dickinson. You have tea parties for your cats.
Lavinia: Well, yes, but I’ve changed too.
Ship: Oh, and how have you changed?
Lavinia: I’ll show you.
Ship: Whoa, whoa, whoa, don’t you think we should wait until marriage?
Lavinia: Henry ‘Ship’ Shipley, I don’t think you have any idea who you’re dealing with.
Emily: Sue, I want to be published.
Sue: You do?
Emily: Yes. I have to be published or I’ll die.
Sue: This is quite a change from yesterday.
Emily: I had a vision, a terrible, terrible vision of what it would mean to be anonymous. I don’t want to disappear from this earth without anybody knowing who I am. I have this demon in my mind that keeps trying to stop, but I won’t let it. I don’t want to be a nobody.
Sue: That is exactly what I have been trying to tell you.
Lavinia: I don’t even know if I believe in monogamy. Why should I have to be with one person and one person only for the rest of my life?
Jane: You won’t be if your husband dies.
Lavinia: Yes, but it’s bigger than that. I think marriage is a patriarchal system designed to make women less autonomous. You become your husband’s property. You have to bare his children. You even have to take his name. What if I don’t want a last name? What if I just want to be Vinny, a symbol?
Emily: These are such brave questions.
Lavinia: I learned from the best.
Henry: No one can know.
Emily: I won’t tell a soul. I promise. Henry, can I ask you something? If you could put your name on what you wrote, would you?
Henry: I guess I would. Who wouldn’t?
Emily: Mom, we need to use the parlor tonight. It’s an emergency.
Mrs. Dickinson: What do you need it for?
Lavinia: Just to have a few girls over, talk about our feelings.
Emily: And seek wisdom from the dead.
Lavinia: Yep, and that.
Emily: Mom, we need to use the parlor tonight. It’s an emergency.
Mrs. Dickinson: What do you need it for?
Lavinia: Just to have a few girls over, talk about our feelings.
Emily: And seek wisdom from the dead.
Lavinia: Yep, and that.
Sue: Why are you afraid? This is an incredible opportunity. A man like Sam Bowles has the power to completely change your life. You should give him your poems now.
Emily: I’m scared.
Sue: What are you scared of?
Emily: Getting published.
Sue: Why? Isn’t that your greatest dream? Imagine how good it would feel to be recognized.
Emily: I just need a little time.
Sue: You don’t have time. Sam isn’t going to stay focused on you for long. He’s got a million things on his mind. His attention span is short.
Emily: Can I at least talk it over with you?
Sue: I’ve already told you what I think. I don’t have time to go down a rabbit hole with you.
Nobody: You’re in trouble.
Emily: What are you doing here? Who are you?
Nobody: I’m nobody. I’m here to give you a warning. Listen to me, Emily Dickinson.
Emily: So you know who I am?
Nobody: I do, but I shouldn’t. You shouldn’t be known. Do you understand me?
Emily: No, not at all.
Nobody: Emily, do not seek fame. Do not trust others that would seek it for you. They are not genuine. Fame is not genuine. It will use you. It will destroy you.
Emily: I don’t want to be remembered as the winner of the Amherst cattle show baking contest.
Sam: How do you want to be remembered?
Sam: If you’re as special as Susie says you are, then I’m determined to find out.
Emily: What if I don’t want to be found out? What if I don’t want fame?
Sam: I love this modesty act. It’s so perfectly ladylike. Go ahead, pretend to be this shy little daisy, but I’ll come along and pluck you from obscurity, just like this. Besides, that whole attitude is so 1840s. It’s 1859, baby. It’s almost the ‘60s.
Emily: You’re an exciting person, you know that?
Sam: I’m always in the middle of things. I work all days, sometimes all night, running around, chasing the stories, chasing the facts. Whenever I go anywhere, talk to anyone, I always ask, ‘What’s new?’ That’s how I found out about you.
Emily: What do you mean?
Sam: Well, when I got the letter from Susie, she invited me to her party, and I said, ‘Tell me who’s going to be there. Who do I need to know?’ She said, ‘Well, there’s this poet.’
Emily: So, you came to Amherst for me?
Sam: Among other reasons, yeah, and I was interested. I’m always interested in hearing a new voice, but I haven’t heard yours yet.
Emily: No, you haven’t.
Sam: I’ve tasted your cake, but I haven’t read your poems.
Emily: Guess I’m kinda shy.
Sue: Your name in the paper and everything.
Emily: Yeah.
Sue: I just think it’s a little absurd, don’t you?
Emily: Absurd?
Sue: That you’ll be remembered as a baker and not a poet.
Ithamar: And the winner of this year’s Amherst cattle show baking competition is Ms. Emily Dickinson.
Toshiaki: Amherst baking contest so white.
