Samuel Beckett's "Waiting For Klitoh"

[Guest]

An extract from a new production:

ESTRAGON:
Ah! (Vladimir walks up and down.) Can you not stay still?

VLADIMIR:
I'm cold.

ESTRAGON:
We came too soon.

VLADIMIR:
Maybe my drink was poisoned?

ESTRAGON:
But night doesn't fall.

VLADIMIR:
It'll fall all of a sudden, you just have to keep hold.

ESTRAGON:
Keep hold?

VLADIMIR:
Just hold, don't let go.

ESTRAGON:
What'll we do, what'll we do!

VLADIMIR:
(halting, violently). Will you stop whining! I've had about my bellyful of your lamentations!

ESTRAGON:
I'm going. This is another Imbragimov.

[edgarg]

An extract from a new production:

A good play on Godot, but otherwise not funny.