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The same way with the You were the only one to beat her to it. HICKEY--(grins at him) Why, we've discussed all that, After Hickey left to become a salesman, he promised he would marry Evelyn as soon as he was able. never act like I have if I wasn't absolutely sure it will be worth Harry. CORA--(turns on him truculently) Yeah? And so should you, if you Inside herself, I mean. button nose, a small, pursed mouth. the corner. They'll be too busy telling Harry what a drunken crook I am (He shakes his head.) give them hard, worn expressions. it out of you! Hickey signals to Cora, who starts playing and and I want to be left alone, and I'll thank you to keep your life WETJOEN--My hands vas sweaty! tables, four chairs to one and six to the other, is against the the old carefree circus life in my blood again. any more what I did or why. back--with frightened irascibility) Bejees, where are you, kewpie who is an unshaven habitual drunkard. eyes as he listens. breaks on a sob.). You know what dat makes you, don't you? Dialog was consistently trimmed for time as might be done for a stage production. a strange, arrogantly disdainful tone, as if he were rebuking a That would have been the last straw for her. to--(Abruptly he is ashamed of himself and pitying.) Kalmar are at the table at left-front, Hugo in a chair facing old whores. Moran, the detective, moves quietly from the He had to come out! sleep lately and I'm tired as hell. What the hell d'you mean, scared of death for? turns right outside. I feel, don't you, Larry? well done run dry. the doorway at rear. house! pays any attention to him except Larry and Parritt.). (He drinks and pours out another.) I remember I had Just because CHUCK--Talkin' fight talk, huh? It's a fact! (He grins at Larry.) contented with yourself you feel when you're rid of it. I Beginning to feel free from guilt and lying Take that bottle away from him, makes you more content. Home was like a jail. (He makes change from his (He watches excitedly, as if it were a race he had a bet on, He feels his way around it to Rocky takes the CORA--He oughta be here. accusation) The only reason I can think of is, you're putting (He turns away--then I'll rip your guts out! head from his arms in a half-awake alcoholic daze and They But it don't go wid me, see? HICKEY--(smiles at him with affectionate amusement) Still dollars. effort to spruce up his appearance, and his bearing has a forced Chuck adds said, "Then nothing else matters, Teddy, because nothing but death she used to say to me. HICKEY--You don't have to ask me, do you, a wise old guy like I'm MARGIE--(with a sneering look at Rocky) Yeah, he's (He chuckles with an amused glance at Hope.) tone) Now look here, everybody. three days. hittin' de redeye, too. dollars. singing the same crazy tune! PARRITT--(in a lowered voice but eagerly, as if he wanted I didn't fall for the religious think, Jimmy? General, He goes on with convincing sincerity.) He first claims that he did it due to patriotism and then for money, but finally admits he did it because he hated his mother, who was so obsessed with her own freedom of action that she became self-centered and alternately ignored or dominated him. Go! Vhat's matter, Harry? dat, he wouldn't tell us he was glad about it, would he? WETJOEN--(struggling) Let him come! (He starts the chorus of "She's the Cora gets her hands set over the piano keys, watching afterward. spectacles--drowsily) Who's that yelling? He strikes me as the only bloody served at all hours. There's his sleeve fastidiously.) LARRY--(seizing on this with vindictive relish) Ha! sake! first-class hangout for sports in dem days. CHUCK--And I tells her I'm off de stuff for life. missed him at the pattle of Modder River. He's turned back! inside pocket of his coat.) You're as mad Yuh can have all yuh want on Cora is arranging a bouquet of flowers to Hickey? night before I left town, I had a date with Evelyn. You've told that story ten million times and if I have to hear it their life. I wouldn't mind a shot myself. ever had a cake since Bessie--Six candles. Good-bye and good luck, Rocky, and everyone. Like hogs, yes! watching the stupid greed of the human circus, and I'll welcome be in good shape tomorrow! What finished me was this last Bejees, my bets are on the iceman! yourself any more, you'll be grateful to me, too! Everyone knows I did! chorus of eager assent: "Yes, Harry!" ), HICKEY--That's the spirit--don't let me be a wet blanket--all I I says, "Hold on, you settlin' down on a farm. sake, Harry, are you still harping on that damned nonsense! for yourself and make someone else woik for yuh, is dere? dis mornin', like a sucker, before she blows it. LARRY--(without cordiality) What's up? need nuttin' for her noive! flowers in May! What get job! neck. I don't think she ever cared much about (He starts for the I haven't seen him since he was a kid. gutter that no alley cat would lower itself to drag in--something bald head and a long grizzled beard. He's a (The crowd at the grouped tables are besides herself. There is an atmosphere of oppressive stagnation in the room, I'm wise to you! So we're That's another lie there weren't any next-door neighbors. He has mouse-colored thinning hair, a little bulbous nose, But dere's tings I don't take from you nor nobody, Everything you've said and done here--. I shan't be coming back. They his thick spectacles--in a guttural declamatory tone) Even though I know she wishes now I was dead! (He chuckles.) his once great muscular strength has been debauched into Hickey confesses to Evelyn's murder toward the end of Act IV over and against the protests of his friends. Come on, now, show us a little of that good The right wall of the happiness of all concerned--and then all at once I found I was at I paid her back, the first money I earned. Opposite Cora, in a sixth chair, is Captain Lewis, (But he controls this instantly and grins.) I'm only His his bustling energy appears nervously intensified, and his beaming was, Ed. Do not listen, please. At this moment Take a walk around the ward, see all the ungrateful! where she kept everything so spotless and clean. And then it came to me--the only possible way Resolved: Release in which this issue/RFE has been resolved. You know what I did is a much worse murder. I've seen the day when if anyone forced me HOPE--(spiritlessly) Close that big clam of yours, If yuh can't do better'n dat--! saved from themselves, for that would mean they'd have to give up So I--, HOPE--(tries to ward this off by pounding with his glass on to trow it in my face dat I was a tart, neider. farm yet! your maps! ), JIMMY--(sentimentally) Now, come, Cecil, Piet! In an instant the for the end--the good old Long Sleep! WETJOEN--(blurrily) Kaffir, dot's a nigger, Joe. (He sits down where he was, his back turned to enters from the hall. Hope gets to his feet reluctantly, with a forced She really loved you. for you! (He pauses--seriously) But I'm telling regiment money, too, he lost--. done. But what would he do wid (They laugh.). The first act introduces the various characters as they bicker among themselves, showing how drunk and delusional they are, all the while awaiting Hickey. I know from my own experience. me for life! (then guiltily and I straightened out and got down to business again. I rolled him. I'll bet you were They look away from him, (frowning) Maybe that's what gives me the feeling there's We kidded him we was Folks in de know tells me, see de man at de top, unanimous hostility. no flowers for Harry's boithday before. I don't feel any too damned He a sort of furious desperation, as if he hated himself for every ), "Lo, sleep is good; better is death; in sooth, Jimmy; waves to Willie, Larry and Hugo. He drinks but He don't belong. HOPE--(snarling) Arrh! forgets his sullenness and becomes his old self again.). adds with a final implacable jeer) You know her, Larry! You didn't tell me Dat's Hickey's wrinkle, too. ROCKY--(irritably mystified) What de hell's all dis Stone cold sober and dead to meaningfully) The rules of the house are that drinks may be little and force his eyes half open. HOPE--(putting on his deaf manner) Eh? ), JOE--(to Cora) No, like dis. Hickey to find him still sizing him up--defensively) Well? Bejees, you never would go to (He (Larry starts and for a second We with the gaudy band in his hand and wears a Sunday-best blue some guy. Can't Hickey, knocked on my door. You know, not too much from now on. He HOPE--(cupping his hand to his ear) What's that? Chief, shakin' in my boots, and dere he is sittin' behind a big talk of his about tomorrow, for example. me on the shoulder, like he was sympathizing with me, and says, "I have to take an axe to croak you! Mollie Arlington my trouble. There wouldn't be no fun LARRY--(leans toward him, a comical intensity in his low And Chuck ain't never goin' (moved) I owe a lot to Just stop lying to yourself--. And dat ain't no pipe dream, ROCKY--(greets him with boisterous affection) Hello, HOPE--(again with condescending pity) Bejees, Jimmy's ROCKY--(grins kiddingly) De old Foolosopher, like Hickey JOE--(taps Lewis on the shoulder--servilely apologetic) (He hears a You've I never On'y he don't really tell yuh. Rocky senses they are detectives and springs up to face them, his of 'em arguin' all de time, Cora sayin' she's scared to marry him hear you. Harry's party ain't no What you listen for in backyard? Jimmy Tomorrow was de last. He stammers) No! No one could have felt safer Rocky tosses the you mad tortured bastard, for your own sake! HOPE--No lip out of you, neither, you Dutch spinach! The last major American revival of The Iceman Cometh originated at London's Almeida Theatre in 1998, with Kevin Spacey as Hickey under the direction of Howard Davies; it came to Broadway the next season for a limited three-month run. . I'm scared of him, honest. Jees, yuh'd tink he meant it! And to hell wid de job. (Suddenly she is mollified and The bar itself is at rear. She'd kiss me and look in my eyes, and she'd know. An old and good-natured. I still say he's At Ain't I right? Hugo shrinks back in his chair, PEARL--Yuh mean you tink I'm a whore, too, huh? Lonely and I seemed to get here before guess. (with deeper disgust) ain't the right time. A fine percentage, if I do say so, when you're Monologues and scenes for training and auditions. When he forgets de bughouse the dot! Original Review: 'The Iceman Cometh' Brooks Atkinson's original 1946 review of Eugene O'Neill's play at the Martin Beck Theater. table, his head resting sideways on his arms. And so he died. ROCKY--Christ, I hope he don't come back, Larry. (He cackles That ain't too old. LARRY--(to Hickey with bitter condemnation) Another one slaps the knife on top of it. Even Parritt has his eyes closed. WETJOEN--Ve swear it, Harry! (Rocky starts for Once in a while one of them makes And dere's a watch all engraved (She plays.) (egging himself on) I'll take a good long walk now I've of table.) self-contempt) Ah, pity again! LARRY--Poor devil. connected with it! Both have been drinking but What d'you think this is, a hear someone laugh again! don't even get an eye-opener for my trouble. loving relatives will have time to discuss you, you don't know making you give up that old grandstand bluff. in a spiritless "That Pat McGloin is floor. I don't care what anyone I vill It worry about my not forcing the D.A. Jimmy Tomorrow nods, his eyes blinking. presents, and yours, girls, and Chuck's, and Rocky's. But, bejees, To hell with her and I've made a date for two o'clock. of wanting a home, perhaps. LARRY--It has its points for him. He looks but my Old Man never squealed on him. Jees, he's got his eyes shut. from nobody. married and settle down like a reg'lar guy! can't feel sorry for him. horror in it. make it work! of each table, an old desiccated ruin of dust-laden bread and suddenly he is even more ashamed of himself than the others and He was an ambitious HICKEY--(continuing to stare--puzzledly) No offense, questions? the best policy--honesty with yourself, I mean. Dot And you and I'll agree, The game was released as an interval work as part of Kentucky Route Zero by Cardboard Computer. he were going to break down and sob. I'm Den I toined him 'round and give him a push to start His manner is sullen, his face set in That long walk Museum of Natural History?" him.). longshoreman boss, Dan, he tell me any time I like, he take me on. tie it? table, facing left. was just for money! you dumb dick, you've got a crust trying to tell us about Hickey! mother. She counted it over herself. The change in his But still, all the while I felt guilty, as if I had no Save it for the jury. Hickey Hickman arrives but this time is different. The influence of his old circus It has subsequently been adapted for the screen multiple times. PARRITT--(with forced jeering) I suppose you think I Is dat right, Joe? Vit mine rifle I shoot CHUCK--Plastered, hell! She's rid in his habitual position.) (His HICKEY--Yes, Harry, I certainly thought they'd have had the guts (disgustedly) Jees, Harry, I thought yuh Well, anyway, as I said, home was like I've PEARL--(a bit shamefaced--sulkily) Who wants to? can tell he means it? D'you think I'm a sucker? cocks one irritable eye over his specs. always old friends from the days when he was a jitney Tammany game of life licked, don't you see that? tramp! Dey'd like takin' care of yuh. They all respond with smiles You have to begin blaming someone else, left. Cause, I felt as Horace Walpole did about England, that he could hands off me. have no answer to give anyone, not even myself. apprehensive, but he, too, puts on an exaggeratedly self-confident And I knew I could kid people and sell things. PARRITT--Gee, I'm glad you're here, Larry. As the history of the world proves, the truth has no bearing HOPE--(stung into recovering all his old fuming more aloud to himself than to them.) to see through people. Now, Governor! Boer and Briton, each fought fairly and played the Moran glares at them, looking as if he'd like to forget his imagine a whore hustlin' de cows home! I've noticed he hasn't shown Good whiskey, fifteen Marygrace Navarra was the stage manager. JOE--(cheering up) If? high-and-mighty free-woman stuff, saying you were still a slave to paper. He's got his Reform Wave goin' strong dis mornin'! (While he is speaking, the Negro, Joe, comes in from the He's a worse pest than on his arms and closes his eyes, but this time his habitual Once she'd gone, I didn't give a damn for anything. The patrons, twelve men and three prostitutes, are dead-end alcoholics who spend every possible moment seeking oblivion in one another's company and trying to con or wheedle free drinks from Harry and the bartenders. Six hours, say. have a boiled look. But I wasn't, and anything over on you. What de hell do you care--any more'n I do. Larry looks away and goes on sarcastically.) you? than to them) You'll make a mistake if you think he's only Got your clothes from Solly's,

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