Act III
Opens in pitch darkness.
Soft sea sounds.
After several seconds of nothing, a voice from the dark...

(Sailor voices indicate that Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are on a boat)

G: Are you there?
R: Where?
G: (Bitterly) A flying start…

Pause

R: Is that you?
G: Yes.
R: How do you know?
G: (Explosion) Oh-for-God’s-shake!
R: We’re not finished, then?
G: Well, we’re here, aren’t we?
R: Are we? I can’t see a thing.
G: You can still think, can’t you?
R: I think so.
G: You can still talk.
R: What should I say?
G: Don’t bother. You can feel, can’t you?
R: Ah! There’s life in me yet!
G: What are you feeling?
R: A leg. Yes, it feels like my leg.
G: How does it feel?
R: Dead.
G: Dead?
R: (Panic) I can’t feel a thing!
G: Give it a pinch! (Immediately he yelps)
R: Sorry
G: Well, that’s cleared that up

Tom Stoppard


Φωτογραφία : Jack Fitzgerald
Μουσική : Insomnia