Waiting for Godot Page #8

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-They're too big.

Perhaps you'll have socks some day.

True.

- Then you'll keep them?

- That's enough about these boots.

Yes, but

Enough!

I suppose I might as well sit down.

That's where you were sitting

yesterday evening.

If I could only sleep.

Yesterday you slept.

I'll try.

Wait.

Bye bye bye bye

Bye bye

Not so loud!

Bye bye bye bye

Bye bye bye bye

Bye bye bye bye

Bye bye...

There . . . there . . .

Didi is here... don't be afraid...

There... there... it's all over.

I was falling

It's all over, it's all over.

I was on top of a

Don't tell me!

Come, we'll walk it off.

That's enough. I'm tired.

You'd rather be stuck there doing

nothing?

Yes.

Please yourself.

Let's go.

- We can't.

- Why not?

We're waiting for Godot.

Ah! Yes.

Can you not stay still?

I'm cold.

We came too soon.

It's always at nightfall.

But night doesn't fall.

It'll fall all of a sudden,

like yesterday.

- Then it'll be night.

- And we can go.

Then it'll be day again. What'll

we do, what'll we do!

Will you stop whining! I've had about

my bellyful of your lamentations!

I'm going.

Well!

Farewell.

Lucky's hat.

I've been here an hour and

never saw it.

Fine!

You'll never see me again.

I knew it was the right place.

Now our troubles are over.

Must have been a very fine hat.

- Here

- What?

Hold that.

How does it fit me?

How would I know?

No, but how do I look in it?

Hideous.

Yes, but not more so than usual?

Neither more nor less.

Then I can keep it.

Mine irked me.

How shall I say?

It itched me.

I'm going.

Will you not play?

Play at what?

We could play at Pozzo and Lucky.

Never heard of it.

I'll do Lucky, you do Pozzo.

Go on.

What am I to do?

Curse me!

Naughty!

Stronger!

Gonococcus! Spirochete!

Tell me to think.

What?

Say, Think, pig!

Think, pig!

I can't.

That's enough of that.

Tell me to dance.

Dance, hog!

I'm going.

I can't!

Gogo!

There you are again at last!

I'm accursed!

Where were you? I thought you were

gone for ever.

At for arise. They're coming!

- Who?

- I don't know.

- How many?

- I don't know.

It's Godot! At last! Gogo! It's Godot!

We're saved! Let's go and meet him!

Gogo! Come back!

There you are again again!

I'm in hell!

Where were you?

At for arise.

No. Dont want on a plato.

Served up on a plato.

They're coming there too!

We're surrounded!

Imbecile! There's no way out there.

There! Not a soul in sight!

Off you go! Quick!

You won't?

Well I can understand that.

Wait till I see.

Your only hope left is to disappear.

Where?

Behind the tree.

Quick! Behind the tree.

Decidedly this tree will not have

been the slightest use to us.

I lost my head. Forgive me.

It won't happen again.

Tell me what to do.

There's nothing to do.

You stand there and watch out.

Don't move!

Back to back like in the good

old days.

Do you see anything coming?

What?

Do you see anything coming?

No.

Nor I.

You must have had a vision.

What?

You must have had a vision.

There is no need to shout!

Do you

Oh pardon!

Carry on.

- No no, after you.

- No no, you first.

I interrupted you.

On the contrary.

Ceremonious ape!

Punctilious pig!

Finish your phrase, I tell you!

Finish your own!

Moron!

That's the idea, let's abuse

each other.

Moron!

Vermin!

Abortion!

Morpion!

Sewer-rat!

Curate!

Cretin!

Crritic!

Now let's make it up.

- Gogo!

- Didi!

Your hand!

Take it!

Come to my arms!

Yours arms?

My breast!

Off we go!

How time flies when one has fun!

What do we do now?

While waiting.

While waiting.

We could do our exercises.

Our movements.

Our elevations.

- Our relaxations.

- Our elongations.

- Our relaxations.

- To warm us up.

To calm us down.

Off we go.

That's enough. I'm tired.

We're not in form.

What about a little deep breathing?

I'm tired breathing.

You're right.

Let's just do the tree, for the

balance.

The tree?

Your turn.

Do you think God sees me?

You must close your eyes.

God have pity on me!

And me?

On me! On me! Pity! On me!

What is it?

Who is it?

Is it Godot?

At last! Reinforcements at last!

Help!

Is it Godot?

We were beginning to weaken. Now

we're sure to see the evening out.

Help!

We are no longer alone, waiting

for the night, waiting for Godot,

waiting for...

waiting.

All evening we have struggled,

unassisted. Now it's over.

It's already tomorrow.

Time flows again already.

The sun will set, the moon rise,

and we away... from here.

Pity!

Poor Pozzo!

I knew it was him.

- Who?

- Godot.

But it's not Godot.

It's not Godot?

It's not Godot.

- Then who is it?

- It's Pozzo.

Here! Here! Help me up!

He can't get up.

Let's go.

- We can't.

- Why not?

We're waiting for Godot.

Ah! Yes.

Perhaps he has another bone for you.

- Bone?

- Chicken. Do you not remember?

It was him?

- Yes.

- Ask him.

Perhaps we should help him first.

- To do what?

- To get up.

- He can't get up?

- He wants to get up.

Then let him get up.

- He can't.

- Why not?

I don't know.

We should ask him for the bone first.

Then if he refuses we'll leave him there.

You mean we have him at our mercy?

Yes.

And that we should subordinate

our good offices to certain conditions?

What?

That seems intelligent all right.

But there's one thing I'm afraid of.

What?

That Lucky might get going all of

a sudden. Then we'd be ballocksed.

Lucky?

The one that went for you yesterday.

I tell you there was ten of them.

No, before that, the one that

kicked you.

Is he there?

As large as life.

For the moment he is inert.

But he might run amuck any minute.

Help!

And suppose we gave him a good

beating, the two of us.

You mean if we fell on him in

his sleep?

Yes.

That seems a good idea all right.

But could we do it? Is he really

asleep?

No, the best would be to take advantage

of Pozzo's calling for help

In anticipation of some tangible return.

And suppose he

Let us not waste our time in idle

discourse!

Let us do something, while we

have the chance!

It is not every day that we are

needed.

Not indeed that we personally

are needed. Others would meet...

the case equally well, if not better.

To all man kind they were addressed,..

those cries for help still ringing

in our ears!

But at this place, at this

moment of time, all mankind is us,..

Help!

...whether we like it or not.

Let us make the most of it, before

it is too late!

Let us represent worthily for once

the foul brood to which a cruel...

...fate consigned us!

What do you say?

It is true that when with folded

arms we weigh the pros and cons...

we are no less a credit to our species.

The tiger bounds to the help of his

congeners without the least reflection,..

...or else he slinks away

into the depths of the thickets.

But that is not the question.

What are we doing here, that

is the question.

And we are blessed in this, that

we happen to know the answer.

Yes, in this immense confusion

one thing alone is clear.

We are waiting for Godot to come

Ah! Yes.

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