Estragon: Didi.
Vladimir: Yes.
Estragon: I can’t go on like this.
Vladimir: That’s what you think.
Estragon: If we parted? That might be better for us.
Vladimir: We’ll hang ourselves tomorrow. (Pause). Unless Godot comes.
Estragon: And if he comes?
Vladimir: We’ll be saved.
Estragon: Well, shall we go?
Vladimir: Pull on your trousers.
Estragon: What?
Vladimir: Pull on your trousers.
Estragon: You want me to pull off my trousers?
Vladimir: Pull ON your trousers.
Estragon: (Realizing his trousers are down). True. He pulls up his trousers.
Vladimir: Well, shall we go?
Estragon: Yes, let’s go.
They do not move.
Curtain.
