The Collected Shorter Plays

Samuel Beckett

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“S And waiting, sir. A Fresh pad, spare pencils? S The lot, sir. A Good shape? S Tiptop, sir. A And you, Dick, on your toes? [Swish of bull’s pizzle. Admiringly.] Wow! Let’s hear it land. [Swish and formidable thud.] Good. Off with his hood. [Pause.] Ravishing face, ravishing! Is it not, miss? S Too true, sir. We know it by heart and yet the pang is ever new. A The gag. [Pause.] The blind. [Pause.] The plugs. [Pause.] Good. [He thumps on his desk with a cylindrical ruler.] Fox, open your eyes, readjust them to the light of day and look about you. [Pause.] You see, the same old team. I hope— S [aflutter] Oh! A What is it, miss? Vermin in the lingerie? S He smiled at me! A Good omen. [Faint hope.] Not the first time by any chance? S Heavens no, sir, what an idea! A [disappointed] I might have known. [Pause.] And yet it still affects you? S Why yes, sir, it is so sudden! So radiant! So fleeting! A You note it? S Oh no, sir, the words alone. [Pause.] Should one note the play of feature too?

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