Waiting for Godot Page #5

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to the labors of men that as a result

of the labors unfinished of Testew

and Cunnard it is established as

hereinafter but not so fast for reasons

unknown that as a result of the public

works of Puncher and Wattmann it is

established beyond all doubt

that in view of the labors of Fartov and Belcher

left unfinished for reasons unknown of Testew

and Cunard left unfinished

it is established what many deny

that man in Possy of Testew and Cunard

that man in Essy that man

in short that man in brief

in spite of the strides of alimentation

and defecation

wastes and pines

wastes and pines and concurrently

simultaneously what is more

for reasons unknown in spite of the

strides of physical culture

the practice of sports such as

tennis football running cycling

swimming flying floating riding

gliding conating camogie skating

tennis of all kinds dying flying

sports of all sorts autumn summer

winter winter tennis of all kinds

hockey of all sorts penicillin and

succedanea in a word I resume

I cant currently, simultaneously

for reasons unknown

to shriek and dwindle

in spite of the tennis I resume

flying gliding golf over nine and eighteen

holes tennis of all sorts in a word

for reasons unknown in Feckham

Peckham Fulham Clapham namely

concurrently simultaneously what

is more for reasons unknown but

time will tell to shriek and dwindle I resume

Fulham Clapham in a word the dead

loss per head since the death of

Bishop Berkeley being to the tune of

one inch four ounce per head

approximately by and large more or less

to the nearest decimal good measure

round figures stark

naked in the stockinged feet in

Connemara in a word for reasons

unknown no matter what matter

the facts are there and considering

what is more much more grave that

in the light of the labors

lost of Steinweg and Peterman

it appears what is more much more

grave that in the light the light

the light of the labors

lost of Steinweg and Peterman that

in the plains in the mountains

by the seas by the rivers running

water running fire the air is the same

and then the earth namely the air

and then the earth in the great cold

the great dark the air and the earth

abode of stones in the great cold

alas alas in the year of their Lord

six hundred and something the air

the earth the sea the earth abode

of stones in the great deeps

the great cold on sea on land

and in the air I resume for reasons

unknown in spite of the tennis

the facts are there but time

will tell I resume alas alas on

on in short in fine on on abode

of stones who can doubt it I resume

but not so fast I resume the skull

fading fading fading and concurrently

simultaneously what is more for reasons

unknown in spite of the tennis on

on the beard the flames the tears

the stones so blue so calm alas alas

on on the skull the skull the skull

the skull in Connemara in spite of

the tennis the labors abandoned left

unfinished graver still abode

of stones in a word I resume

alas alas abandoned unfinished

the skull the skull in Connemara

in spite of the tennis the skull

alas the stones Cunard

tennis...the stones...

so calm...Cunard...

His hat!

unfinished!..

Avenged!

Give me that!

There's an end to his thinking!

But will he be able to orientate

himself?

I will orientate him!

Up pig!

Perhaps he's dead.

You'll kill him.

Up scum!

Help me!

How?

Raise him up!

He's doing it on purpose!

You must hold him.

Come on, come on, raise him up.

To hell with him!

Come on, once more.

-What does he take us for?

-Come on!

Don't let him go!

Don't move!

Hold him tight!

Don't let him go!

Dont move!

Now! You can let him go.

Forward!

Stop!

Back!

Stop!

Turn!

Done it!

He can walk.

Thank you, gentlemen,..

thank you

and let me...

let me wish you...

wish you...

what have I done with my watch?

A genuine half-hunter, gentlemen,

with deadbeat escapement!

Twas my granpa gave it to me!

Perhaps I dropped it.

Well now isn't that just?

Perhaps it's in your fob.

Wait!

I hear nothing.

Come in here and listen.

Surely one should hear the tick-tick.

Silence!

-I hear something.

-Where?

- It's the heart.

- Damnation!

Silence!

Perhaps it has stopped.

Which of you smells so bad?

He has stinking breath and

I have stinking feet.

I must go.

And your half-hunter?

I must have left it at the manor.

On the stain way.

-Then adieu

-Adieu

-Adieu

-Adieu

-Adieu

-Adieu

Adieu.

-And thank you.

-Thank you.

-Not at all.

-Yes yes.

-No no.

-Yes yes.

No no.

I don't seem...

...to be able...

to depart.

Such is life.

You're going the wrong way.

I need a running start.

Stand back!

On!

On!

On!

Faster!

- Faster!

- Faster!

Back!

Stool!

-Stool!

-Stool!

Stool!

Stool!

Stool!

On!

On!

On!

Adieu!

Adieu!

Adieu!

Adieu!

Adieu!

Adieu!

That passed the time.

It would have passed in any case.

Yes, but not so rapidly.

What do we do now?

I don't know.

Let's go.

We can't.

Why not?

We're waiting for Godot.

Ah! Yes.

How they've changed!

Who?

Those two.

That's the idea, let's make

a little conversation.

-Haven't they?

-What?

Changed.

Very likely. They all change.

Only we can't.

Likely! It's certain. Didn't you

see them?

I suppose I did. But I don't

know them.

Yes you do know them.

No I don't know them.

We know them, I tell you.

You forget everything.

Unless they're not the same...

Why didn't they recognize us then?

That means nothing. I too pretended

not to recognize them.

And then nobody ever recognizes us.

Forget it.

What we need? Ow!

Ow!

Unless they're not the same...

Didi! It's the other foot!

Unless they're not the same...

Mister!

Off we go again.

Approach, my child.

Mister Albert...?

Yes.

What do you want?

Approach!

Approach when you're told, can't you?

What is it?

Mr. Godot...

Obviously...

Approach.

Will you approach!

What kept you so late?

You have a message from Mr. Godot?

Yes Sir.

Well, what is it?

What kept you so late?

Let him alone.

You let me alone.

Do you know what time it is?

It's not my fault, Sir.

And whose is it? Mine?

I was afraid, Sir.

Afraid of what?

Of us?

Answer me!

I know what it is, he was afraid of

the others.

How long have you been here?

A good while, Sir.

You were afraid of the whip?

Yes Sir.

The roars?

Yes Sir.

The two big men.

Yes Sir.

Do you know them?

No Sir.

Are you a native of these parts?

Do you belong to these parts?

Yes Sir.

That's all a pack of lies.

Tell us the truth!

But it is the truth, Sir!

Will you let him alone!

What's the matter with you?

What's the matter with you?

I'm unhappy.

Not really! Since when?

I'd forgotten.

Extraordinary the tricks that

memory plays!

Well?

Mr. Godot?

I've seen you before, haven't I?

I don't know, Sir.

You don't know me?

No Sir.

It wasn't you came yesterday?

No Sir.

This is your first time?

Yes Sir.

Words...

words...

Speak.

Mr. Godot told me to tell you

he won't come this evening

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