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

ESTRAGON:
He's doing it on purpose!
POZZO:
You must hold him. (Pause.) Come on, come on, raise him up.
ESTRAGON:
To hell with him!
VLADIMIR:
Come on, once more.
ESTRAGON:
What does he take us for?
They raise Lucky, hold him up.
POZZO:
Don't let him go! (Vladimir and Estragon totter.) Don't move! (Pozzo
fetches bag and basket and brings them towards Lucky.) Hold him tight! (He
puts the bag in Lucky's hand. Lucky drops it immediately.) Don't let him
go! (He puts back the bag in Lucky's hand. Gradually, at the feel of the
bag, Lucky recovers his senses and his fingers finally close round the
handle.) Hold him tight! (As before with basket.) #

Now! You can let him go. (Vladimir and Estragon move away from Lucky who
totters, reels, sags, but succeeds in remaining on his feet, bag and
basket in his hands. Pozzo steps back, cracks his whip.) Forward! (Lucky
totters forward.) Back! (Lucky totters back.) Turn! (Lucky turns.) Done
it! He can walk. (Turning to Vladimir and Estragon.) Thank you, gentlemen,
and let me . . . (he fumbles in his pockets) . . . let me wish you . . .
(fumbles) . . . wish you . . . (fumbles) . . . what have I done with my
watch? (Fumbles.) A genuine half-hunter, gentlemen, with deadbeat
escapement! (Sobbing.) Twas my granpa gave it to me! (He searches on the
ground, Vladimir and Estragon likewise. Pozzo turns over with his foot the
remains of Lucky's hat.) Well now isn't that just-
VLADIMIR:
Perhaps it's in your fob.
POZZO:
Wait! (He doubles up in an attempt to apply his ear to his stomach,
listens. Silence.) I hear nothing. (He beckons them to approach, Vladimir
and Estragon go over to him, bend over his stomach.) Surely one should
hear the tick-tick.
VLADIMIR:
Silence!
All listen, bent double. #
ESTRAGON:
I hear something.
POZZO:
Where?
VLADIMIR:
It's the heart.
POZZO:
(disappointed). Damnation!
VLADIMIR:
Silence!