Samuel Beckett – Page 2

yes

Excuse me, Mister, the bones, you won’t be wanting the bones?

bones

It’s not certain.

certain

It’s the rope. / It’s the rubbing.

rope

Happy days!

happy days

yes, sincerely happy

happy

It’s a disgrace.

disgrace

Made in God’s image!

human

Huddled together, shoulders hunched, cringing away from the menace, they wait.

huddled

No use struggling.

struggling

I don’t hear a word you’re saying.

i don't hear

You’d make me laugh if it wasn’t prohibited.

laugh

A kind of prayer.

prayer

Don’t let’s do anything.

dont

Let’s hang ourselves immediately!

hang

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No good will come of this!

I am perhaps not particularly human, but who cares?

Yes? No? It’s of no importance.

Excuse me, Mister, the bones, you won’t be wanting the bones?

It’s not certain.

It’s the rope. / It’s the rubbing.

Happy days!

yes, sincerely happy

It’s a disgrace.

Made in God’s image!

Huddled together, shoulders hunched, cringing away from the menace, they wait.

No use struggling.

I don’t hear a word you’re saying.

You’d make me laugh if it wasn’t prohibited.

A kind of prayer.

Don’t let’s do anything.

Let’s hang ourselves immediately!