"Samuel Beckett "Waiting for Godot" (tragicomedy in 2 acts)" - читать интересную книгу автора

POZZO:
Who is he?
VLADIMIR:
Oh he's a . . . he's a kind of acquaintance.
ESTRAGON:
Nothing of the kind, we hardly know him.
VLADIMIR:
True . . . we don't know him very well . . . but all the same . . .
ESTRAGON:
Personally, I wouldn't even know him if I saw him.
POZZO:
You took me for him.
ESTRAGON:
(recoiling before Pozzo). That's to say . . . you understand . . . the
dusk . . . the strain . . . waiting . . . I confess . . . I imagined . . .
for a second . . .
POZZO:
Waiting? So you were waiting for him?
VLADIMIR:
Well you see-
POZZO:
Here? On my land?
VLADIMIR:
We didn't intend any harm.
ESTRAGON:
We meant well.
POZZO:
The road is free to all.
VLADIMIR:
That's how we looked at it.
POZZO:
It's a disgrace. But there you are.
ESTRAGON:
Nothing we can do about it.
POZZO:
(with magnanimous gesture). Let's say no more about it. (He jerks the
rope.) Up pig! (Pause.) Every time he drops he falls asleep. (Jerks the
rope.) Up hog! (Noise of Lucky getting up and picking up his baggage.
Pozzo jerks the rope.) Back! (Enter Lucky backwards.) Stop! (Lucky stops.)
Turn! (Lucky turns. To Vladimir and Estragon, affably.) Gentlemen, I am
happy to have met you. (Before their incredulous expression.) Yes yes,
sincerely happy. (He jerks the rope.) Closer! (Lucky advances.) Stop!
(Lucky stops.) Yes, the road seems long when one journeys all alone for .
. . (he consults his watch) . . . yes . . . (he calculates) . . . yes, six
hours, that's right, six hours on end, and never a soul in sight. (To
Lucky.) Coat! (Lucky puts down the bag, advances, gives the coat, goes
back to his place, takes up the bag.) Hold that! (Pozzo holds out the
whip. Lucky advances and, both his hands being occupied, takes the whip in
his mouth, then goes back to his place. Pozzo begins to put on his coat,
stops.) Coat! (Lucky puts down the bag, basket and stool, helps Pozzo on