THE CARPENTER. They keep putting us off at the Hötel de Ville. A few hundred bourgeois there take everything.
THE MASON. Never mind. We have knives, and sticks and stones. Anything is good to kill with.
THE WOMAN. I've got a lot of tiles, broken bottles, and glass here in my room. Everything's near the window—dishes, furniture, everything. If they pass this way, I'll smash them!
ANOTHER WOMAN [at her window]. My kettle's been on the fire since dinner. The water's hot enough to boil paving-stones. Let them come! I'll boil them!
A VAGABOND [with a gun, speaking to a Bourgeois]. Give me some money.
THE BOURGEOIS. No begging here.
THE VAGABOND. I'm not asking for bread, though I am starving. But I have a musket, and not a son to buy powder with. Give me some money.
ANOTHER VAGABOND [a little drunk]. I've got money, much as you like! [He pulls a handful of money from his pocket.]
FIRST VAGABOND. Where did you get that?
SECOND VAGABOND. I took it from the Lazarists when they pillaged the convent.