Saturday, October 18, 2008

Untitled - Part 1

First

"What's in this?" he asked.


"Nothing. Eggs. Salt. Pepper."

"Is it good?"


"It’s fine. It’s eggs."


He took a bite. "Not bad."


"I told you."


“So.”


"So?"


"What do you think?"


"I don't know."


"Is it safe?"


"I don't know. Probably not."


"We have to do it."


"Yes. We do."

2 comments:

fish said...

ESTRAGON:
I can't go on like this.
VLADIMIR:
That's what you think.
ESTRAGON:
If we parted? That might be better for us.
VLADIMIR:
We'll hang ourselves tomorrow. (Pause.) Unless Godot comes.
ESTRAGON:
And if he comes?
VLADIMIR:
We'll be saved.
Vladimir takes off his hat (Lucky's), peers inside it, feels about inside it, shakes it, knocks on the crown, puts it on again.
ESTRAGON:
Well? Shall we go?
VLADIMIR:
Pull on your trousers.
ESTRAGON:
What?
VLADIMIR:
Pull on your trousers.
ESTRAGON:
You want me to pull off my trousers?
VLADIMIR:
Pull ON your trousers.
ESTRAGON:
(realizing his trousers are down). True.
He pulls up his trousers.
VLADIMIR:
Well? Shall we go?
ESTRAGON:
Yes, let's go.
They do not move.

Jennifer said...

Snaguel Beckett