《等待戈多》英文原版--手机版

《等待戈多》英文版

ESTRAGON:
What\'s wrong with you?
VLADIMIR:
Nothing.
ESTRAGON:
I\'m going.
VLADIMIR:
So am I.
ESTRAGON:
Was I long asleep?
VLADIMIR:
I don\'t know.
Silence.
ESTRAGON:
Where shall we go?
VLADIMIR:
Not far.
ESTRAGON:
Oh yes, let\'s go far away from here.
VLADIMIR:
We can\'t.
ESTRAGON:
Why not?
VLADIMIR:
We have to come back tomorrow.
ESTRAGON:
What for?
VLADIMIR:
To wait for Godot.
ESTRAGON:
Ah! (Silence.) He didn\'t come?
VLADIMIR:
No.
ESTRAGON:
And now it\'s too late.
VLADIMIR:
Yes, now it\'s night.
ESTRAGON:
And if we dropped him? (Pause.) If we dropped him?
VLADIMIR:
He\'d punish us. (Silence. He looks at the tree.) Everything\'s dead but the tree.
ESTRAGON:
(looking at the tree). What is it?
VLADIMIR:
It\'s the tree.
ESTRAGON:
Yes, but what kind?
VLADIMIR:
I don\'t know. A willow.
Estragon draws Vladimir towards the tree. They stand motionless before it. Silence.
ESTRAGON:
Why don\'t we hang ourselves?
VLADIMIR:
With what?
ESTRAGON:
You haven\'t got a bit of rope?
VLADIMIR:
No.
ESTRAGON:
Then we can\'t.
Silence.
VLADIMIR:
Let\'s go.
ESTRAGON:
Wait, there\'s my belt.
VLADIMIR:
It\'s too short.
ESTRAGON:
You could hang onto my legs.
VLADIMIR:
And who\'d hang onto mine?
ESTRAGON:
True.
VLADIMIR:
Show me all the same. (Estragon loosens the cord that holds up his trousers which, much too big for him, fall about his ankles. They look at the cord.) It might do in a pinch. But is it strong enough?
ESTRAGON:
We\'ll soon see. Here.
They each take an end of the cord and pull. #

It breaks. They almost fall.
VLADIMIR:
Not worth a curse.
Silence.
ESTRAGON:
You say we have to come back tomorrow?
VLADIMIR:
Yes.
ESTRAGON:
Then we can bring a good bit of rope.
VLADIMIR:
Yes.
Silence.
ESTRAGON:
Didi?
VLADIMIR:
Yes.
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.

Curtain