Script

SIDE 1

What did she want, Mama?
 

When I want you to know, I'll tell you. Finish the floor.

(EXITS. HODEL and CHAVA ENTER with a wash mop, buckets)
 

I wonder if Yente found a husband for you?
 

I'm not anxious for Yente to find me a husband.
 

Not unless it's Motel, the tailor.
 

I didn't ask you.
 

Tzeitel, you're the oldest. Yente has to make a match for you before she can make one for me.
 

And me.
 

Oh, Yente! Yente!
 

Well, somebody has to arrange the matches.
 

(To CHAVA)
Since when are you interested in a match, Chava? I thought you just had your eye on your books.

(HODEL chuckles)

And you have your eye on the Rabbi's son.

Why shouldn't I want the best?

Because you're a girl from a poor family. So whatever Yente brings, you'll take.

SIDE 2

Tzeitel, my child, why are you so silent? Aren't you happy with...
 

(Bursts into tears)
Oh, Papa. I don't want to marry him. I can't marry him. I will be unhappy with him. All my life will be unhappy.

But we made an agreement. With us an agreement is an agreement.

(Simply)
Is that more important than I am? Papa, don't force me. I'll be unhappy all my days.

All right. I won't force you.

Oh, thank you, Papa.