Unknown Story
Storyboard-Text
- Elizabeth Proctor
- The Deputy Governor promise hangin' if they'll not confess, John. The town's gone wild, I think. She speak of Abigail, and I thought she were a saint, to hear her. Abigail brings the other girls into court, and where she walks the crowd will part like the sea of Israel. And folks are brought before them, and if they scream and howl and fall to the floor the person's clapped in the jail for bewitchin' them.
- wide-eyed: Oh, it is black mischief.
- John Proctor
- Danforth
- weakening: Child, I do not mistrust you-
- in an open threat: Let you beware, Mr. Danforth. Think you to be so mighty that the power of Hell may not turn your wits? Beware of it! There is-
- Abigail
- Mary Warren
- with hysterical fright: What's got her? Abigail stares in fright at Betty. Abby, she's going to die! It's sin to conjure and we-
- Let either of you breathe a word, or the edge of a word, about the other things, and I will come to you in the black of some terrible night and I will bring a pointy reckoning that will shudder you . . . I can make you wish you had never seen the sun go down!
- Abigail
Über 30 Millionen erstellte Storyboards