For my part, it'll be some time before I can shake off the image of Richard Armitage, towering in shackles in the centre of the stage, roaring out John Proctor's anguished defence of his dignity:
Because it is my name! Because I cannot have another in my life. Because I am not worth the dust on the feet of them that hang! How may I live without my name? I have given you my soul, leave me my name! (John Proctor - Act 2 Scene 3)
The Idle Woman: The Crucible