The House of Bernarda Alba

Martirio:
They have taken our mother out of fear. She is the only one who knows the history of their father and the origin of his estates. Every time Adelaide comes to us, the mother puts the knife in her wound. Her father killed his first wife’s husband in Cuba so he could marry her, and then he left her and ran off with another, who also had a daughter, and then he got involved with this woman, Adelaide’s mother, and he married her after his second wife died insane.

Amelia:
And why isn’t this bastard in jail?

Martyrius:
For men cover such things among themselves, and none of them betrays another.

Amelia:
But Adelaide is not to blame for all this.

Martilio:
It’s not his fault, but things repeat themselves. I see that everything is a terrible repetition. And she has the same fate as her mother and her grandmother, two women who married the one who sowed her.

Amelia:
What a terrible situation!

Martyrius:
It is better that I never see a man. I’ve been afraid of them since I was little. God made me thin and ugly, and I drove them away from me forever.