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An Inspector Calls (Inspector (I don't play golf. , Are you sure you…
An Inspector Calls
Inspector
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Are you sure you don't know? (He looks at Gerald, then at Eric, then at Sheila.)
Yes, but you can't. It's too late. She's dead.
You see, we have to share something. If there's nothing else, we'll have to share our guilt.
Public men, Mr Birling, have responsibilities as well as privileges.
I think you did something terribly wrong – and that you're going to spend the rest of your life regretting it.
Each of you helped to kill her. Remember that. Never forget it. But then I don't think you ever will.
One Eva Smith has gone – but there are millions and millions and millions of Eva Smiths and John Smiths still left with us
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if men will not learn that lesson, then they will be taught it in fire and blood and anguish.
an impression of massiveness, solidity, and purposefulness
Mr. Birling
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Still, I can't accept any responsibility.
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Now look at the pair of them – the famous younger generation who know it all. And they can't even take a joke-
heavy-looking, rather portentous man in the middle fifties but rather provincial in his speech.
Unsinkable, absolutely unsinkable.
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Sheila
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why – you fool – he knows. Of course he knows. And I hate to think how much he knows that we don't know yet. You'll see. You'll see.
But she was very pretty and looked as if she could take care of herself. I couldn't be sorry for her.
We all started like that – so confident, so pleased with ourselves until he began asking us questions.
No, he's giving us the rope – so that we'll hang ourselves.
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A pretty girl in her early twenties, very pleased with life and rather excited.
Eric
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Then – you killed her. She came to you to protect me – and you turned her away – yes, and you killed her – and the child
Well, I don't blame you. But don't forget I'm ashamed of you as well – yes both of you.
in his early twenties, not quite at ease, half shy, half assertive.
You haven't made it any easier for me, have you, mother?
No. she didn't want me to marry her. Said I didn't love her – and all that. In a way, she treated me – as if I were a kid. Though I was nearly as old as she was.
Gerald
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sorry – I – well, I've suddenly realized – taken it in properly – that's she's dead.
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Everything's all right now, Sheila. What about this ring?
an attractive chap about thirty, rather too manly to be a dandy but very much the ease well-bred man-about-town.
Mrs. Birling
If you think you can bring any pressure to bear upon me, Inspector, you're quite mistaken.
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If the girl's death is due to anybody, then it's due to him.
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abut fifty, a rather cold woman and her husband's social superior.