People are bloody ignorant apes.Pah.
Charming spot. - Inspiring prospects. - Let's go.
We can't.
Why not?
We're waiting for Sam.
Ah. You're sure it was here?
What?
That we were to wait.
He said by the grave. Do you see any others?
He must be dead.
No more weeping.
We are always finding something, eh, Sean, to give us the impression we exist?
Yes, yes, we're magicians.
Happy birthday then, Sam! :)
Samuel Beckett (13 April 1906 – 22 December 1989)