Waiting for Godot tragicomedy in 2 acts

VLADIMIR:
Not worth a curse.

Not worth a curse

Two other . . . ( he hesitates) . . . men

At me too someone is looking, of me too someone is saying, He is sleeping, he knows nothing, let him sleep on. ( Pause.) I can't go on! ( Pause.) What have I said

They give birth astride of a grave, the light gleams an instant, then it's night once more

Have you not done tormenting me with your accursed time! It's abominable!

So don't count on me to enlighten you

Make sure he's alive before you start. No point in exerting yourself if he's dead

If not he should give him a taste of his boot, in the face and the privates as far as possible

POZZO:
Where is my menial?