Free Waiting for Godot by Samuel Beckett

silence
.) Do you see anything coming?
    VLADIMIR : (
turning his head
.) What?
    ESTRAGON : (
louder
). Do you see anything coming?
    VLADIMIR : No.
    ESTRAGON : Nor I.
    They resume their watch. Silence
.
    VLADIMIR : You must have had a vision.
    ESTRAGON : (
turning his head
). What?
    VLADIMIR : (
louder
). You must have had a vision.
    ESTRAGON : No need to shout!
    They resume their watch. Silence
.
    VLADIMIR :
    (
turning simultaneously
). Do you—
    ESTRAGON :
    VLADIMIR : Oh pardon!
    ESTRAGON : Carry on.
    VLADIMIR : No no, after you.
    ESTRAGON : No no, you first.
    VLADIMIR : I interrupted you.
    ESTRAGON : On the contrary.
    They glare at each other angrily
.
    VLADIMIR : Ceremonious ape!
    ESTRAGON : Punctilious pig!
    VLADIMIR : Finish your phrase, I tell you!
    ESTRAGON : Finish your own!
    Silence. They draw closer, halt
.
    VLADIMIR : Moron!
    ESTRAGON : That’s the idea, let’s abuse each other.
    They turn, move apart, turn again and face each other
.
    VLADIMIR : Moron!
    ESTRAGON : Vermin!
    VLADIMIR : Abortion!
    ESTRAGON : Morpion!
    VLADIMIR : Sewer-rat!
    ESTRAGON : Curate!
    VLADIMIR : Cretin!
    ESTRAGON : (
with finality
). Crritic!
    VLADIMIR : Oh!
    He wilts, vanquished, and turns away
.
    ESTRAGON : Now let’s make it up.
    VLADIMIR : Gogo!
    ESTRAGON : Didi!
    VLADIMIR : Your hand!
    ESTRAGON : Take it!
    VLADIMIR : Come to my arms!
    ESTRAGON : Your arms?
    VLADIMIR : My breast!
    ESTRAGON : Off we go!
    They embrace. They separate. Silence
.
    VLADIMIR : How time flies when one has fun!
    Silence
.
    ESTRAGON : What do we do now?
    VLADIMIR : While waiting.
    ESTRAGON : While waiting.
    Silence
.
    VLADIMIR : We could do our exercises.
    ESTRAGON : Our movements.
    VLADIMIR : Our elevations.
    ESTRAGON : Our relaxations.
    VLADIMIR : Our elongations.
    ESTRAGON : Our relaxations.
    VLADIMIR : To warm us up.
    ESTRAGON : To calm us down.
    VLADIMIR : Off we go.
    Vladimir hops from one foot to the other. Estragon imitates him
.
    ESTRAGON : (
stopping
) That’s enough. I’m tired.
    VLADIMIR : (
stopping
). We’re not in form. What about a little deep breathing?
    ESTRAGON : I’m tired breathing.
    VLADIMIR : You’re right. (
Pause
.) Let’s just do the tree, for the balance.
    ESTRAGON : The tree?
    Vladimir does the tree, staggering about on one leg
.
    VLADIMIR : (
stopping
). Your turn.
    Estragon does the tree, staggers
.
    ESTRAGON : Do you think God sees me?
    VLADIMIR : You must close your eyes.
    Estragon closes his eyes, staggers worse
.
    ESTRAGON : (
stopping, brandishing his fists, at the top of his voice
). God have pity on me!
    VLADIMIR : (
vexed
). And me?
    ESTRAGON : On me! On me! Pity! On me!
    Enter Pozzo and Lucky. Pozzo is blind. Lucky burdened as before. Rope as before, but much shorter, so that Pozzo may follow more easily. Lucky wearing a different hat. At the sight of Vladimir and Estragon he stops short. Pozzo, continuing on his way, bumps into him
.
    VLADIMIR : Gogo!
    POZZO : (
clutching on to Lucky who staggers
). What is it?
    Who is it?
    Lucky falls, drops everything and brings down Pozzo with him. They lie helpless among the scattered baggage
.
    ESTRAGON : Is it Godot?
    VLADIMIR : At last! (
He goes towards the heap
.)
    Reinforcements at last!
    POZZO : Help!
    ESTRAGON : Is it Godot?
    VLADIMIR : We were beginning to weaken. Now we’re sure to see the evening out.
    POZZO : Help!
    ESTRAGON : Do you hear him?
    VLADIMIR : We are no longer alone, waiting for the night, waiting for Godot, waiting for . . . waiting. All evening we have struggled, unassisted. Now it’s over. It’s already to-morrow.
    POZZO : Help!
    VLADIMIR : Time flows again already. The sun will set, the moon rise, and we away . . . from here.
    POZZO : Pity!
    VLADIMIR : Poor Pozzo!
    ESTRAGON : I knew it was him.
    VLADIMIR : Who?
    ESTRAGON : Godot.
    VLADIMIR : But it’s not Godot.
    ESTRAGON : It’s not Godot?
    VLADIMIR : It’s not Godot.
    ESTRAGON : Then who is it?
    VLADIMIR : It’s Pozzo,
    POZZO : Here! Here!