Waiting for Godot Page #9

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Or for night to fall.

We have kept our appointment and

that's an end to that.

We are not saints, but we have kept

our appointment.

How many people can boast as much?

Billions.

- You think so?

- I don't know.

You may be right.

Help!

All I know is that the hours are long,

under these conditions,..

...and constrain us to beguile

them with proceedings which

how shall I say

which may at first sight seem

reasonable,..

...until they become a habit.

You may say it is to prevent our

reason from foundering.

No doubt.

But has it not long been straying

in the night without...

end of the abyssal depths?

That's what I sometimes wonder.

You follow my reasoning?

We are all born mad. Some remain so.

Help! I'll pay you!

How much?

- A pound!

- It's not enough.

I wouldn't go so far as that.

You think it's enough?

No, I mean so far as to assert

that I was weak in the head,..

when I came into the world.

But that is not the question.

Two pounds!

- We wait.

- We are bored.

No, don't protest, we are bored to

death, there's no denying it.

Good.

A diversion comes along and

what do we do?

We let it go to waste.

Come, let's get to work!

In an instant all will vanish...

and we'll be alone once more,

in the midst of nothingness!

Two pounds!

We're coming!

What's the matter with you all?

Help!

I'm going.

Don't leave me!

Where am I?

Gogo!

Help!

Help!

I'm going.

Help me up first, then we'll go

together.

You promise?

I swear it!

And we'll never come back again?

Never!

We'll go to the Pyrenees.

Wherever you like.

I've always wanted to wander

in the Pyrenees.

You'll wander in them.

Who farted?

Pozzo.

Here! Here! Pity!

It's revolting!

- Quick! Give me your hand!

- I'm going.

I'm going.

Well I suppose in the end I'll

get up by myself.

In the fullness of time.

What's the matter with you?

Go to hell.

- Are you staying there?

- For the time being.

Come on, get up, you'll catch

a chill.

Don't worry about me.

Come on, Didi, don't be pig-headed!

Pull!

Help!

We've arrived.

Who are you?

We are men.

Oh sweet mother earth!

Can you get up?

I don't know.

Try.

Not now, not now.

What happened?

Will you stop it, you! Pest!

He can think of nothing but himself!

What about a little snooze?

Did you hear him? He wants to

know what happened!

Don't mind him. Sleep.

- Pity!

- What?

- Pity!

- What is it?

It's this bastard Pozzo at it again.

Make him stop it. Kick him in

the crotch.

Will you stop it! Crablouse!

LUCKY!

He's off!

LUCKY!

He's down!

What do we do now?

Perhaps I could crawl to him.

Ow Yeah!

Call to him.

Pozzo!

Pozzo!

Together.

Pozzo! Pozzo!

We can try him with other names.

It'd be amusing.

What'd be amusing?

To try him with other names,

one after the other.

It'd pass the time. And we'd be

bound to hit on the right...

...one sooner or later.

I tell you his name is Pozzo.

We'll soon see.

Abel! Abel!

Help!

Got it in one!

I begin to weary of this motif.

Perhaps the other is called Cain.

Cain! Cain!

Help!

He's all humanity.

Look at the little cloud.

Where?

There. In the zenith.

Well? What is there so wonderful

about it?

Let's pass on now to something else,

do you mind?

I was just going to suggest it.

But to what?

Suppose we got up to begin with?

No harm trying.

Child's play.

Simple question of will-power.

And now?

Help!

- Let's go.

- We can't.

- Why not?

- We're waiting for Godot.

Ah! Yes.

What'll we do,..

...what'll we do!

Help!

What about helping him?

- What does he want?

- He wants to get up.

- Why doesn't he?

- He wants us to help him get up.

Why don't we? What are we waiting for?

He is doing it on purpose.

We must hold him.

Feeling better?

Who are you?

Do you not recognize us?

I am blind.

- Blind?

- Perhaps he can see into the future.

Blind? Since when?

I used to have wonderful sight

Expand! Expand!

Let him alone.

Can't you see he's thinking of

the days when he was happy.

Memoria praeteritorum bonorum

That must be unpleasant.

Quite wonderful!

I'm asking you if it came on you

all of a sudden.

I woke up one fine day as blind

as Fortune.

Sometimes I wonder if I'm not

still asleep.

And when was that?

I don't know.

But no later than yesterday

Don't question me!

The blind have no notion of time.

The things of time are hidden

from them too.

Well just fancy that!

I could have sworn it was just

the opposite.

Where is my menial?

He's about somewhere.

Why doesn't he answer when I call?

I don't know.

He seems to be sleeping.

Perhaps he's dead.

- Go and see is he hurt.

- We can't leave you.

You needn't both go.

- You go.

-Me?

After what he did to me?

Never!

Yes, yes let your friend go,

he stinks so.

What is he waiting for?

What are you waiting for?

I'm waiting for Godot.

What exactly should he do?

Well to begin with he should

pull on the rope,..

as hard as he likes so long as

he doesn't strangle him.

He usually responds to that.

If not...

...he should give him a taste

of his boot,..

...in the face and the privates

as far as possible.

You see, you've nothing to be

afraid of.

It's even an opportunity to

revenge yourself.

And if he defends himself?

No no,..

...he never defends himself.

I'll come flying to the rescue.

Don't take your eyes off me.

Make sure he's alive before

you start.

No point in exerting yourself

if he's dead.

He's breathing.

Then let him have it.

The brute!

What's gone wrong now?

My friend has hurt himself.

- And Lucky?

- So it is he?

- What?

- It is Lucky?

I don't understand.

And you are Pozzo?

Certainly...

...I am Pozzo.

The same as yesterday?

Yesterday?

We met yesterday.

Do you not remember?

I don't remember having met anyone

yesterday.

But tomorrow I won't remember

having met anyone today.

So don't count on me to enlighten you.

But

Enough!

Up pig!

You were bringing him to the fair

to sell him.

You spoke to us.

He danced.

He thought.

You had your sight.

As you please.

Let me go!

Up!

He is getting up!

It better.

He is picking up bags.

Now is all said.

Whip!

Where do you go from here?

None of my business.

How changed you are?

Whip!

Rope!

What is there in the bag?

Sand.

On!

Don't go yet.

I'm going.

What do you do when you fall

far from help?

We wait till we can get up.

Then we go on.

On!

Before you go...

...tell him to sing.

- Who?

- Lucky.

- To sing?

- Yes

Or to think.

Or to recite.

But he is dumb.

Dumb!

Dumb. He can't even groan.

Dumb!

Since when?

Have you not done tormenting me

with your accursed time!

It's abominable!

When!

When!

One day, is that not enough for you,..

...one day any like other day

one day he went dumb,..

one day I went blind,

one day we'll go deaf, one day

we were born, one day we shall die,..

the same day,..

the same second,

is that not enough for you?

They give birth astride of a grave,..

...the light gleams an instant,..

...then it's night once more.

On!

Why will you never let me sleep?

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