Waiting for Godot

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wildly about the stage. Enter
Estragon left, panting. He hastens towards Vladimir, falls into his arms.)
There you are again at last!
     
    ESTRAGON:
I'm accursed!
     
    VLADIMIR:
Where were you? I thought you were gone for ever.
     
    ESTRAGON:
They're coming!
     
    VLADIMIR:
Who?
     
    ESTRAGON:
I don't know.
     
    VLADIMIR:
How many?
     
    ESTRAGON:
I don't know.
     
    VLADIMIR:
(triumphantly). It's Godot! At last! Gogo! It's Godot! We're saved! Let's go
and meet him! (He drags Estragon towards the wings. Estragon resists, pulls
himself free, exit right.) Gogo! Come back! (Vladimir runs to extreme left,
scans the horizon. Enter Estragon right, he hastens towards Vladimir, falls
into his arms.) There you are again again!
     
    ESTRAGON:
I'm in hell!
     
    VLADIMIR:
Where were you?
     
    ESTRAGON:
They're coming there too!
     
    VLADIMIR:
We're surrounded! (Estragon makes a rush towards back.) Imbecile! There's
no way out there. (He takes Estragon by the arm and drags him towards
front. Gesture towards front.) There! Not a soul in sight! Off you go! Quick!
(He pushes Estragon towards auditorium. Estragon recoils in horror.) You
won't? (He contemplates auditorium.) Well I can understand that. Wait till I
see. (He reflects.) Your only hope left is to disappear.
     
    ESTRAGON:
Where?
     
    VLADIMIR:
Behind the tree. (Estragon hesitates.) Quick! Behind the tree. (Estragon goes
and crouches behind the tree, realizes he is not hidden, comes out from
behind the tree.) Decidedly this tree will not have been the slightest use to
us.
     
    ESTRAGON:
(calmer). I lost my head. Forgive me. It won't happen again. Tell me what to
do.
     
    VLADIMIR:
There's nothing to do.
     
    ESTRAGON:
You go and stand there. (He draws Vladimir to extreme right and places him
with his back to the stage.) There, don't move, and watch out. (Vladimir
scans horizon, screening his eyes with his hand. Estragon runs and takes up
same position extreme left. They turn their heads and look at each other.)
Back to back like in the good old days. (They continue to look at each other
for a moment, then resume their watch. Long silence.) Do you see anything
coming?
     
    VLADIMIR:
(turning his head). What?
     
    ESTRAGON:
(louder). Do you see anything coming?
     
    VLADIMIR:
No.
     
    ESTRAGON:
Nor I.
They resume their watch. Silence.
     
    VLADIMIR:
You must have had a vision.
     
    ESTRAGON:
(turning his head). What?
     
    VLADIMIR:
(louder). You must have had a vision.
     
    ESTRAGON:
No need to shout!
They resume their watch. Silence.
VLADIMIR and ESTRAGON:
(turning simultaneously). Do you�
     
    VLADIMIR:
Oh pardon!
     
    ESTRAGON:
Carry on.
     
    VLADIMIR:
No no, after you.
     
    ESTRAGON:
No no, you first.
     
    VLADIMIR:
I interrupted you.
     
    ESTRAGON:
On the contrary.
They glare at each other angrily.
     
    VLADIMIR:
Ceremonious ape!
     
    ESTRAGON:
Punctilious pig!
     
    VLADIMIR:
Finish your phrase, I tell you!
     
    ESTRAGON:
Finish your own!
Silence. They draw closer, halt.
     
    VLADIMIR:
Moron!
     
    ESTRAGON:
That's the idea, let's abuse each other.
They turn, move apart, turn again and face each other.
     
    VLADIMIR:
Moron!
     
    ESTRAGON:
Vermin!
     
    VLADIMIR:
Abortion!
     
    ESTRAGON:
Morpion!
     
    VLADIMIR:
Sewer-rat!
     
    ESTRAGON:
Curate!
     
    VLADIMIR:
Cretin!
     
    ESTRAGON:
(with finality). Crritic!
     
    VLADIMIR:
Oh!
He wilts, vanquished, and turns away.
     
    ESTRAGON:
Now let's make it up.
     
    VLADIMIR:
Gogo!
     
    ESTRAGON:
Didi!
     
    VLADIMIR:
Your hand!
     
    ESTRAGON:
Take it!
     
    VLADIMIR:
Come to my arms!
     
    ESTRAGON:
Yours arms?
     
    VLADIMIR:
My breast!
     
    ESTRAGON:
Off we go!
They embrace. They separate. Silence.
     
    VLADIMIR:
How time flies when one has fun!
Silence.
     
    ESTRAGON:
What do we do now?
     
    VLADIMIR:
While waiting.
     
    ESTRAGON:
While waiting.
Silence.
     
    VLADIMIR:
We could do our exercises.
     
    ESTRAGON:
Our movements.
     
    VLADIMIR:
Our elevations.
     
    ESTRAGON:
Our

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