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no "The Father" (a tragedy) by August Strindberg [Dec. 31st, 2012|10:48 am]
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[music |Tool - 46 & 2]

THE CAPTAIN. BERTHA.
(The Captain sinks into a chair by the table.)

BERTHA (goes up to him).
Are you ill, father ?

CAPTAIN (looks up offended).
I?

BERTHA.
Do you know what you have done ? Do you know that you threw the lamp at mother?

CAPTAIN.
Did I?

BERTHA.
Yes you did. Just think if she had been hurt.

CAPTAIN.
What would that have mattered ?

BERTHA.
You are not my father if you can talk like that.

CAPTAIN.
What do you say? Am I not your father? How do you know that ? Who told you that? And who is your father, then? Who?

BERTHA.
Not you at any rate.

CAPTAIN.
Still not I! Who, then? who? You seem to be well informed! Who told you? That I should live to see my child come and tell me straight in the face that I am not her father! But do you know that you disgrace your mother when you say that? Do you not know that it is her shame if it is so?

BERTHA.
Say nothing bad about mother; do you hear?

CAPTAIN.
No; you all hold together against me! And so you have done all the time.

BERTHA.
Father!

CAPTAIN.
Do not say that word again!

BERTHA.
Father!
Father!
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