The Complete Dramatic Works

Read The Complete Dramatic Works for Free Online Page B

Book: Read The Complete Dramatic Works for Free Online
Authors: Samuel Beckett
manor.
[ Silence .]
    ESTRAGON: Then adieu.
    POZZO: Adieu.
    VLADIMIR: Adieu.
    POZZO: Adieu.
[ Silence. No one moves .]
    VLADIMIR: Adieu.
    POZZO: Adieu.
    ESTRAGON: Adieu.
[ Silence. ]
    POZZO: And thank you.
    VLADIMIR: Thank you.
    POZZO: Not at all.
    ESTRAGON: Yes yes.
    POZZO: No no.
    VLADIMIR: Yes yes.
    ESTRAGON: No no.
[ Silence .]
    POZZO: I don’t seem to be able … [ Long hesitation ]… to depart.
    ESTRAGON: Such is life.
[ POZZO turns, moves away from   LUCKY towards the wings, paying out the rope as he goes. ]
    VLADIMIR: You’re going the wrong way.
    POZZO: I need a running start.[ Having come to the end of the rope, i.e. off stage, he stops, turns, and cries. ]Stand back! [ VLADIMIR and ESTRAGON stand back, look towards POZZO . Crack of whip .]On! On!
    ESTRAGON: On!
    VLADIMIR: On!
[ LUCKY moves off .]
    POZZO: Faster! [ He appears, crosses the stage preceded by   LUCKY . VLADIMIR and   ESTRAGON wave their hats. Exit   LUCKY .] On! On! [ On the point of disappearing in his turn he stops and turns. The rope tautens. Noise of   LUCKY   falling off .]Stool! [ VLADIMIR
fetches stool and gives it to
  POZZO , who throws it to   LUCKY .] Adieu!

    POZZO: Up! Pig! [ Noise of LUCKY getting up .]On! [ Exit   POZZO .] Faster! On! Adieu! Pig! Yip! Adieu!
[ Long silence .]
    VLADIMIR: That passed the time.
    ESTRAGON: It would have passed in any case.
    VLADIMIR: Yes, but not so rapidly.
[ Pause. ]
    ESTRAGON: What do we do now?
    VLADIMIR: I don’t know.
    ESTRAGON: Let’s go.
    VLADIMIR: We can’t.
    ESTRAGON: Why not?
    VLADIMIR: We’re waiting for Godot.
    ESTRAGON: [ Despairingly. ]Ah!
[ Pause .]
    VLADIMIR: How they’ve changed!
    ESTRAGON: Who?
    VLADIMIR: Those two.
    ESTRAGON: That’s the idea, let’s make a little conversation.
    VLADIMIR: Haven’t they?
    ESTRAGON: What?
    VLADIMIR: Changed.
    ESTRAGON: Very likely. They all change. Only we can’t.
    VLADIMIR: Likely! It’s certain. Didn’t you see them?
    ESTRAGON: I suppose I did. But I don’t know them.
    VLADIMIR: Yes you do know them.
    ESTRAGON: No I don’t know them.
    VLADIMIR: We know them, I tell you. You forget everything. [ Pause. To himself .]Unless they’re not the same …
    ESTRAGON: Why didn’t they recognize us then?
    VLADIMIR: That means nothing. I too pretended not to recognize them. And then nobody ever recognizes
     us.
    ESTRAGON: Forget it. What we need – Ow! [ VLADIMIR does not react .]Ow!
    VLADIMIR: [ To himself. ]Unless they’re not the same …
    ESTRAGON: Didi! It’s the other foot!
[ He goes hobbling towards the mound .]
    VLADIMIR: Unless they’re not the same …
    BOY: [ Off. ]Mister!
[ ESTRAGON halts. Both look towards the voice. ]
    ESTRAGON: Off we go again.
    VLADIMIR: Approach, my child.
[ Enter   BOY , timidly. He halts .]
    BOY: Mister Albert …?
    VLADIMIR: Yes.
    ESTRAGON: What do you want?
    VLADIMIR: Approach.
[ The BOY does not move. ]
    ESTRAGON: [ Forcibly .]Approach when you’re told, can’t you?
[ The BOY advances timidly, halts .]
    VLADIMIR: What is it?
    BOY: Mr Godot …
    VLADIMIR: Obviously … [ Pause .]Approach.
    ESTRAGON: [ Violently. ]Will you approach! [ The   BOY   advances timidly. ]What kept you so late?
    VLADIMIR: You have a message from Mr Godot?
    BOY: Yes, sir.
    VLADIMIR: Well, what is it?
    ESTRAGON: What kept you so late?
[ The BOY looks at them in turn, not knowing to which he should reply .]
    VLADIMIR: [ To   ESTRAGON .] Let him alone.
    ESTRAGON: [ Violently. ]You let me alone! [ Advancing, to the   BOY .] Do you know what time it is?
    BOY: [ Recoiling .]It’s not my fault, sir.
    ESTRAGON: And whose is it? Mine?
    BOY: I was afraid, sir.
    ESTRAGON: Afraid of what? Of us? [ Pause. ]Answer me!
    VLADIMIR: I know what it is, he was afraid of the others.
    ESTRAGON: How long have you been here?
    BOY: A good while, sir.
    VLADIMIR: You were afraid of the whip.
    BOY: Yes, sir.
    VLADIMIR: The roars.
    BOY: Yes, sir.
    VLADIMIR: The two big men.
    BOY: Yes, sir.
    VLADIMIR: Do you know them?
    BOY: No, sir.
    VLADIMIR: Are

Similar Books

The Enforcer

Nikki Worrell

Dog On It

Spencer Quinn

Helen Dickson

Highwayman Husband