ANNA—(After a pause—dreamily.) Funny! I do feel sort of—nutty, to-night. I feel old. Sure—like I’d been living a long, long time—out here in the fog. (Frowning perplexedly.) I don’t know how to tell you yust what I mean. It’s like I’d come home after a long visit away some place. It all seems like I’d been here before lots of times—on boats—in this same fog. (With a short laugh.) You must think I’m off my base. (Persistently.) But why d’you s’pose I feel so—so—like I’d found something I’d missed and been looking for—’s if this was the right place for me to fit in? And I seem to have forgot—everything that’s happened—like it didn’t matter no more. And I feel clean, somehow—like you feel yust after you’ve took a bath. And I feel happy for once—yes, honest!—happier than I ever been anywhere before! (As CHRIS makes no comment but a heavy sigh, she continues wonderingly.) It’s nutty for me to feel that way, don’t you think?
Play Title: Anna Christie
Author: Eugene O’Neill
Genre: Contemporary, Dramatic, dialect
Brief Summary: Chris, the captain of a barge, reunites with his daughter, Anna, after many years. He sent her to live on a farm with relatives because he was afraid of her being near the sea. He believes she is an upright lady, but she’s actually a prostitute. Chris brings her to stay with him on a boat. She falls in love with Burke, a sailor. Chris doesn’t want Anna to marry a sailor. They get into a confrontation and the truth comes out about Anna.
Description from Play: “She is a tall, blond, fully-developed girl of twenty, handsome after a large, Viking-daughter fashion but now run down in health and plainly showing all the outward evidences of belonging to the world’s oldest profession. Her youthful face is already hard and cynical beneath its layer of make-up. Her clothes are the tawdry finery of peasant stock turned prostitute.”