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

VLADIMIR:
(stooping). True. (He buttons his fly.) Never neglect the little things of
life.
ESTRAGON:
What do you expect, you always wait till the last moment.
VLADIMIR:
(musingly). The last moment . . . (He meditates.) Hope deferred maketh the
something sick, who said that?
ESTRAGON:
Why don't you help me?
VLADIMIR:
Sometimes I feel it coming all the same. Then I go all queer. (He takes
off his hat, peers inside it, feels about inside it, shakes it, puts it on
again.) How shall I say? Relieved and at the same time . . . (he searches
for the word) . . . appalled. (With emphasis.) AP-PALLED. (He takes off
his hat again, peers inside it.) Funny. (He knocks on the crown as though
to dislodge a foreign body, peers into it again, puts it on again.)
Nothing to be done. (Estragon with a supreme effort succeeds in pulling
off his boot. He peers inside it, feels about inside it, turns it upside
down, shakes it, looks on the ground to see if anything has fallen out,
finds nothing, feels inside it again, staring sightlessly before him.)
Well?
ESTRAGON:
Nothing.
VLADIMIR:
Show me.
ESTRAGON:
There's nothing to show.
VLADIMIR:
Try and put it on again.
ESTRAGON:
(examining his foot). I'll air it for a bit.
VLADIMIR:
There's man all over for you, blaming on his boots the faults of his feet.
(He takes off his hat again, peers inside it, feels about inside it,
knocks on the crown, blows into it, puts it on again.) This is getting
alarming. (Silence. Vladimir deep in thought, Estragon pulling at his
toes.) One of the thieves was saved. (Pause.) It's a reasonable
percentage. (Pause.) Gogo.
ESTRAGON:
What?
VLADIMIR:
Suppose we repented.
ESTRAGON:
Repented what?
VLADIMIR:
Oh . . . (He reflects.) We wouldn't have to go into the details.
ESTRAGON:
Our being born?
Vladimir breaks into a hearty laugh which he immediately stifles, his hand