VLADIMIR:
Don'tleaveme!They'llkillme!
POZZO:
WhereamI?
VLADIMIR:
Gogo!
POZZO:
Help!
VLADIMIR:
Help!
ESTRAGON:
I'mgoing.
VLADIMIR:
Helpmeupfirst,thenwe'llgo
together.
ESTRAGON:
Youpromise?
VLADIMIR:
Iswearit!
ESTRAGON:
Andwe'llnevercomeback?
VLADIMIR:
Never!
ESTRAGON:
We'llgotothePyrenees.
VLADIMIR:
Whereveryoulike.
ESTRAGON:
I'vealwayswantedtowanderinthe
Pyrenees.
VLADIMIR:
You'llwanderinthem.
ESTRAGON:
(recoiling).Whofarted?
VLADIMIR:
Pozzo.
POZZO:
Here!Here!Pity!
ESTRAGON:
It'srevolting!
VLADIMIR:
Quick!Givemeyourhand!
ESTRAGON:
I'mgoing.(Pause.Louder.)I'm
going.
VLADIMIR:
WellIsupposeintheendI'llget
upbymyself.(Hetries,
fails.)Inthefullnessoftime.
ESTRAGON:
What'sthematterwithyou?
VLADIMIR:
Gotohell.
ESTRAGON:
Areyoustayingthere?
VLADIMIR:
Forthetimebeing.
ESTRAGON:
Comeon,getup,you'llcatcha
chill.
VLADIMIR:
Don'tworryaboutme.
ESTRAGON:
Comeon,Didi,don'tbepig-headed!
Hestretchesouthishandwhich
Vladimirmakeshaste
toseize.
VLADIMIR:
Pull!
Estragonpulls,stumbles,falls.
Longsilence.
POZZO:
Help!
VLADIMIR:
We'vearrived.
POZZO:
Whoareyou?
VLADIMIR:
Wearemen.
Silence.
ESTRAGON:
Sweetmotherearth!
VLADIMIR:
Canyougetup?
ESTRAGON:
Idon'tknow.
VLADIMIR:
Try.
ESTRAGON:
Notnow,notnow.
Silence.
POZZO:
Whathappened?
VLADIMIR:
(violently).Willyoustopit,you!
Pest!Hecanthinkof
nothingbuthimself!
ESTRAGON:
Whataboutalittlesnooze?
VLADIMIR:
Didyouhearhim?Hewantstoknow
whathappened!
ESTRAGON:
Don'tmindhim.Sleep.
Silence.
POZZO:
Pity!Pity!
ESTRAGON:
(withastart).Whatisit?
VLADIMIR:
Wereyouasleep?
ESTRAGON:
Imusthavebeen.
VLADIMIR:
It'sthisbastardPozzoatit
again.
ESTRAGON:
Makehimstopit.Kickhiminthe
crotch.
VLADIMIR:
(strikingPozzo).Willyoustopit!
Crablouse!(Pozzo
extricateshimselfwithcriesofpain
andcrawlsaway.He
stops,sawstheairblindly,callingfor
help.Vladimir,
proppedonhiselbow,observeshis
retreat.)He'soff!(Pozzo
collapses.)He'sdown!
ESTRAGON:
Whatdowedonow?
VLADIMIR:
PerhapsIcouldcrawltohim.
ESTRAGON:
Don'tleaveme!
VLADIMIR:
OrIcouldcalltohim.
ESTRAGON:
Yes,calltohim.
VLADIMIR:
Pozzo!(Silence.)Pozzo!(Silence.)
Noreply.
ESTRAGON:
Together.
VLADIMIRandESTRAGON:
Pozzo!Pozzo!
VLADIMIR:
Hemoved.
ESTRAGON:
AreyousurehisnameisPozzo?
VLADIMIR:
(alarmed).Mr.Pozzo!Comeback!We
won'thurtyou!
Silence.
ESTRAGON:
Wemighttryhimwithothernames.
VLADIMIR:
I'mafraidhe'sdying.
ESTRAGON:
It'dbeamusing.
VLADIMIR:
What'dbeamusing?
ESTRAGON:
Totryhimwithothernames,one
aftertheother.It'dpass
thetime.Andwe'dbeboundtohiton
therightonesooneror
later.
VLADIMIR:
ItellyouhisnameisPozzo.
ESTRAGON:
We'llsoonsee.(Hereflects.)
Abel!Abel!
POZZO:
Help!
ESTRAGON:
Gotitinone!
VLADIMIR:
Ibegintowearyofthismotif.
ESTRAGON:
PerhapstheotheriscalledCain.
Cain!Cain!
POZZO:
Help!
ESTRAGON:
He'sallhumanity.(Silence.)Look
atthelittlecloud.
VLADIMIR:
(raisinghiseyes).Where?
ESTRAGON:
There.Inthezenith.
VLADIMIR:
Well?(Pause.)Whatisthereso
wonderfulaboutit?
Silence.
ESTRAGON:
Let'spassonnowtosomething
else,doyoumind?
VLADIMIR:
Iwasjustgoingtosuggestit.
ESTRAGON:
Buttowhat?
VLADIMIR:
Ah!
Silence.
ESTRAGON:
Supposewegotuptobeginwith?
VLADIMIR:
Noharmtrying.
Theygetup.
ESTRAGON:
Child'splay.
VLADIMIR:
Simplequestionofwill-power.
ESTRAGON:
Andnow?
POZZO:
Help!
ESTRAGON:
Let'sgo.
VLADIMIR:
Wecan't.
ESTRAGON:
Whynot?
VLADIMIR:
We'rewaitingforGodot.
ESTRAGON:
Ah!(Despairing.)What'llwedo,
what'llwedo!
POZZO:
Help!
VLADIMIR:
Whatabouthelpinghim?
ESTRAGON:
Whatdoeshewant?
VLADIMIR:
Hewantstogetup.
ESTRAGON:
Thenwhydoesn'the?
VLADIMIR:
Hewantsustohelphimgetup.
ESTRAGON:
Thenwhydon'twe?Whatarewe
waitingfor?
TheyhelpPozzotohisfeet,let
himgo.Hefalls.
VLADIMIR:
Wemustholdhim.(Theygethimup
again.Pozzosags
betweenthem,hisarmsroundtheir
necks.)Feelingbetter?
POZZO:
Whoareyou?
VLADIMIR:
Doyounotrecognizeus?
POZZO:
Iamblind.
Silence.
ESTRAGON:
Perhapshecanseeintothefuture.
VLADIMIR:
Sincewhen?
POZZO:
Iusedtohavewonderfulsight–
butareyoufriends?
ESTRAGON:
(laughingnoisily).Hewantsto
knowifwearefriends!
VLADIMIR:
No,hemeansfriendsofhis.
ESTRAGON:
Well?
VLADIMIR:
We'veprovedweare,byhelping
him.
ESTRAGON:
Exactly.Wouldwehavehelpedhim
ifweweren'this
friends?
VLADIMIR:
Possibly.
ESTRAGON:
True.
VLADIMIR:
Don'tlet'squibbleaboutthatnow.
POZZO:
Youarenothighwaymen?
ESTRAGON:
Highwaymen!Dowelooklike
highwaymen?
VLADIMIR:
Damnitcan'tyouseethemanis
blind!
ESTRAGON:
Damnitsoheis.(Pause.)Sohe
says.
POZZO:
Don'tleaveme!
VLADIMIR:
Noquestionofit.
ESTRAGON:
Forthemoment.
POZZO:
Whattimeisit?
VLADIMIR:
(inspectingthesky).Seveno'clock
...eighto'clock...
ESTRAGON:
Thatdependswhattimeofyearit
is.
POZZO:
Isitevening?
Silence.VladimirandEstragon
scrutinizethesunset.
ESTRAGON:
It'srising.
VLADIMIR:
Impossible.
ESTRAGON:
Perhapsit'sthedawn.
VLADIMIR:
Don'tbeafool.It'sthewestover
there.
ESTRAGON:
Howdoyouknow?
POZZO:
(anguished).Isisevening?
VLADIMIR:
Anyway,ithasn'tmoved.
ESTRAGON:
Itellyouit'srising.
POZZO:
Whydon'tyouanswerme?
ESTRAGON:
Giveusachance.
VLADIMIR:
(reassuring).It'sevening,Sir,
it'sevening,nightis
drawingnigh.Myfriendherewouldhave
medoubtitandImust
confessheshookmeforamoment.Butit
isnotfornothingI
havelivedthroughthislongdayandI
canassureyouitisvery
neartheendofitsrepertory.(Pause.)
Howdoyoufeelnow?
ESTRAGON:
Howmuchlongerarewetocarthim
around?(Theyhalf
releasehim,catchhimagainashe
falls.)Wearenot
caryatids!
VLADIMIR:
Youweresayingyoursightusedto
begood,ifIheard
youright.
POZZO:
Wonderful!Wonderful,wonderful
sight!
Silence.
ESTRAGON:
(irritably).Expand!Expand!
VLADIMIR:
Lethimalone.Can'tyouseehe'sthinkingofthedays
whenhewashappy.(Pause.)Memoria
praeteritorum
bonorum–thatmustbeunpleasant.
ESTRAGON:
Wewouldn'tknow.
VLADIMIR:
Anditcameonyouallofasudden?
POZZO:
Quitewonderful!
VLADIMIR:
I'maskingyouifitcameonyou
allofasudden.
POZZO:
Iwokeuponefinedayasblindas
Fortune.(Pause.)
SometimesIwonderifI'mnotstill
asleep.
VLADIMIR:
Andwhenwasthat?
POZZO:
Idon'tknow.
VLADIMIR:
Butnolaterthanyesterday–
POZZO:
(violently).Don'tquestionme!The
blindhavenonotion
oftime.Thethingsoftimearehidden
fromthemtoo.
VLADIMIR:
Welljustfancythat!Icouldhave
swornitwasjustthe
opposite.
ESTRAGON:
I'mgoing.
POZZO:
Wherearewe?
VLADIMIR:
Icouldn'ttellyou.
POZZO:
Itisn'tbyanychancetheplace
knownastheBoard?
VLADIMIR:
Neverheardofit.
POZZO:
Whatisitlike?
VLADIMIR:
(lookinground).It's
indescribable.It'slikenothing.
There'snothing.There'satree.
POZZO:
Thenit'snottheBoard.
ESTRAGON:
(sagging).Somediversion!
POZZO:
Whereismymenial?
VLADIMIR:
He'saboutsomewhere.
POZZO:
Whydoesn'theanswerwhenIcall?
VLADIMIR:
Idon'tknow.Heseemstobe
sleeping.Perhapshe's
dead.
POZZO:
Whathappenedexactly?
ESTRAGON:
Exactly!
VLADIMIR:
Thetwoofyouslipped.(Pause.)
Andfell.
POZZO:
Goandseeishehurt.
VLADIMIR:
Wecan'tleaveyou.
POZZO:
Youneedn'tbothgo.
VLADIMIR:
(toEstragon).Yougo.
ESTRAGON:
Afterwhathedidtome?Never!
POZZO:
Yesyes,letyourfriendgo,he
stinksso.(Silence.)What
ishewaitingfor?
VLADIMIR:
Whatareyouwaitingfor?
ESTRAGON:
I'mwaitingforGodot.
Silence.
VLADIMIR:
Whatexactlyshouldhedo?
POZZO:
Welltobeginwithheshouldpull
ontherope,ashardas
helikessolongashedoesn'tstrangle
him.Heusuallyresponds
tothat.Ifnotheshouldgivehima
tasteofhisboot,intheface
andtheprivatesasfaraspossible.
VLADIMIR:
(toEstragon).Yousee,you've
nothingtobeafraidof.
It'sevenanopportunitytorevenge
yourself.
ESTRAGON:
Andifhedefendshimself?
POZZO:
Nono,heneverdefendshimself.
VLADIMIR:
I'llcomeflyingtotherescue.
ESTRAGON:
Don'ttakeyoureyesoffme.
HegoestowardsLucky.
VLADIMIR:
Makesurehe'salivebeforeyou
start.Nopointin
exertingyourselfifhe'sdead.
ESTRAGON:
(bendingoverLucky).He's
breathing.
VLADIMIR:
Thenlethimhaveit.
WithsuddenfuryEstragonstarts
kickingLucky,
hurlingabuseathimashedoesso.But
hehurtshisfootand
movesaway,limpingandgroaning.Lucky
stirs.
ESTRAGON:
Ohthebrute!
Hesitsdownonthemoundandtries
totakeoffhis
boot.Buthesoondesistsanddisposes
himselfforsleep,his
armsonhiskneesandhisheadonhis
arms.
POZZO:
What'sgonewrongnow?
VLADIMIR:
Myfriendhashurthimself.
POZZO:
AndLucky?
VLADIMIR:
Soitishe?
POZZO:
What?
VLADIMIR:
ItisLucky?
POZZO:
Idon'tunderstand.
VLADIMIR:
AndyouarePozzo?
POZZO:
CertainlyIamPozzo.
VLADIMIR:
Thesameasyesterday?
POZZO:
Yesterday?
VLADIMIR:
Wemetyesterday.(Silence.)Doyou
notremember?
POZZO:
Idon'trememberhavingmetanyone
yesterday.But
tomorrowIwon'trememberhavingmet
anyonetoday.Sodon't
countonmetoenlightenyou.
VLADIMIR:
But–
POZZO:
Enough!Uppig!
VLADIMIR:
Youwerebringinghimtothefair
tosellhim.Youspoke
tous.Hedanced.Hethought.Youhad
yoursight.
POZZO:
Asyouplease.Letmego!(Vladimir
movesaway.)Up!
Luckygetsup,gathersuphis
burdens.
VLADIMIR:
Wheredoyougofromhere?
POZZO:
On.(Lucky,ladendown,takeshis
placebeforePozzo.)
Whip!(Luckyputseverythingdown,looks
forwhip,findsit,
putsitintoPozzo'shand,takesup
everythingagain.)Rope!
Luckyputseverythingdown,puts
endofropeinto
Pozzo'shand,takesupeverythingagain.
VLADIMIR:
Whatisthereinthebag?
POZZO:
Sand.(Hejerkstherope.)On!
VLADIMIR:
Don'tgoyet.
POZZO:
I'mgoing.
VLADIMIR:
Whatdoyoudowhenyoufallfar
fromhelp?
POZZO:
Wewaittillwecangetup.Thenwe
goon.On!
VLADIMIR:
Beforeyougotellhimtosing.
POZZO:
Who?
VLADIMIR:
Lucky.
POZZO:
Tosing?
VLADIMIR:
Yes.Ortothink.Ortorecite.
POZZO:
Butheisdumb.
VLADIMIR:
Dumb!
POZZO:
Dumb.Hecan'tevengroan.
VLADIMIR:
Dumb!Sincewhen?
POZZO:
(suddenlyfurious.)Haveyounot
donetormentingme
withyouraccursedtime!It's
abominable!When!When!One
day,isthatnotenoughforyou,oneday
hewentdumb,oneday
Iwentblind,onedaywe'llgodeaf,one
daywewereborn,one
dayweshalldie,thesameday,thesame
second,isthatnot
enoughforyou?(Calmer.)Theygive
birthastrideofagrave,
thelightgleamsaninstant,thenit's
nightoncemore.(He
jerkstherope.)On!
ExeuntPozzoandLucky.Vladimir
followsthemtothe
edgeofthestage,looksafterthem.The
noiseoffalling,
reinforcedbymimicofVladimir,
announcesthattheyare
downagain.Silence.Vladimirgoes
towardsEstragon,
contemplateshimamoment,thenshakes
himawake.
ESTRAGON:
(wildgestures,incoherentwords.
Finally.)Whywillyou
neverletmesleep?
VLADIMIR:
Ifeltlonely.
ESTRAGON:
IwasdreamingIwashappy.
VLADIMIR:
Thatpassedthetime.
