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    Eleuthéria

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      Why have you left your family?

      Your fiancee? Your amusements?

      Your labors? Why are you leading

      this life? What is your goal? What

      are your intentions?

      VICTOR

      I don ' t know, I don ' t know.

      AuDIENCE MEMBER You're asking him too many at a

      time.

      GLAZIER

      Why are you leading this life? No,

      it's not that. First, what is this life

      you 've been leading, for more

      than two years? What -

      AuDIENCE MEMBER That will do. Tchoutchi. (Motions

      to him to move forward.

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      Tchoutchi moves forward. The

      Audience member as well. They

      stop in front of Victor) You heard

      the question? What is this life

      you're leading? (Pincer effects)

      GlAZIER

      Say something quick ! Anything at

      all ! We 'll help you.

      VICfOR

      I ' m going to try.

      GlAZIER

      Bravo ! (To the Audience member

      and Tchoutchi) Stand back! Give

      him room to breathe. (The Audience member and Tchoutchi step

      back)

      VICfOR

      It won 't be the truth.

      GlAZIER

      No importance whatsoever.

      VICfOR

      It'll be boring.

      GlAZIER

      Now that's far more serious.

      VICfOR

      You ' ll have only yourself to blame .

      GlAZIER

      Absolutely right. (A silence)

      Watch out! He's going to take the

      plunge .

      VICfOR

      When I was small -

      AUDIENCE MEMBER For pity's sake , no blow-by-blow

      accounts, our time is limited. Stick

      to the issue .

      GlAZIER

      Victor cut offi Now I 've seen

      everything!

      VICfOR

      You find the way I live sordid and

      incomprehensible. It would be

      natural for you to turn away from

      it in disgust. But what do you do?

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      SAMUEL BECKETI

      You bear down on it, tirelessly.

      You can no longer break away.

      You go incessantly round and

      round. Nothing discourages you.

      And when night comes between

      us, you think about me.

      AuDIENCE MEMBER It's that you 've entered the public

      domain.

      VICTOR

      I obsess you. Why? Sound your

      depths. It's not I whose depths

      should be sounded but your own.

      GlAZIER

      It's true that he doesn' t know how

      to speak.

      VICTOR

      My family, my fiancee, my friends,

      maybe it's normal, what is called

      normal, for them to be sinking

      their teeth into me. But you?

      You're outsiders. I don' t know

      you. What is it to you, how I live?

      And you are not the first. For as

      long as I 've been living in this way,

      for two years, so you say, I 've been

      a prey to strangers.

      GlAZIER

      People would like to understand.

      You provoke them .

      VICTOR

      But why this sudden rage to

      understand when it concerns a

      life like mine? Every day, calm and

      indifferent, you pass countless

      mysteries right by. And in front of

      me you stop, stricken, starving for

      consciousness, with your low

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      curiosity, dead set on seeing

      things in their true light. (A

      silence) Begrudgers ! (A silence)

      The saints, the madmen, the

      martyresses, the death row inmates, that doesn 't trouble you,

      it's within the order of things.

      They are outsiders, you will never

      be of their party, at least you hope

      so. You are not begrudging of

      them. You turn away from them.

      You don 't want to think about it.

      They fill you with horror and pity.

      (A silence) Before the solution

      that's not the one that is death

      you are filled with horror and pity.

      With easiness as well. You ' re mind

      is set at rest. Not worth racking

      your brains. It's no business of

      yours. If from your misery they' re

      a long way off, these folks, in

      another misery perhaps, but one

      not to be imagined, they have very

      much paid the price . So nothing's

      to be faulted. The books are

      balanced.

      GlAZIER

      What a jaw!

      VIcrOR

      May I keep quiet now?

      AUDIENCE MEMBER Keep quiet! Why, you still haven't

      said anything useful. Get out a bit

      from under these generalities, if

      you please. We ' re preoccupied

      with your case , not with that of

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      SAMUEL BECKElT

      the human race .

      VIcroR

      But they are of a piece.

      AUDIENCE MEMBER What? Twaddle ! And furthermore,

      speak a little louder, we can ' t hear

      you. (A silence) Hurry up !

      GLAZIER

      Give him time. It was the nightingale and not the lark.

      AUDIENCE MEMBER Time ! Do you know what time it

      is. (He takes out his watch) Eleven

      o ' clock. (He puts back his watch)

      And then some.

      GLAZIER

      You're six hours fast.

      AuDIENCE MEMBER Cut out the monkey business. He

      is being asked a clear and simple

      question : what is this life you' re

      leading? And he answers with this

      hail of absurdities about our life,

      yours and mine, and that of

      asylum inmates. Let him answer

      the question , otherwise I take

      extreme measures.

      GLAZIER

      (To the Audience member) In a

      little while I ' m going to bash your

      face in.

      VIcroR

      The life I'm leading? It's the one

      lived by he who wants no part of

      yours, oh I don 't speak of yours

      personally, nobody would want

      any part of that, but of the life

      that is yours in the sense that

      between you and what they call

      the ones truly alive there is but a

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      difference of degree. But whether

      it's this superior way of life , or

      yours, or the others, I want no

      part of it, for I've taken it into my

      head that it's always a question of

      the same drudgery, at every rung

      of the ladder.

      AUDIENCE MEMBER But you do live . You can ' t deny it.

      Where lies the difference between

      your life and ours? There is a

      difference apparently. But deep

      down?

      VICTOR

      You really find that I live? You

      stoop to compare yourselves to

      me? With the worst beggar you

      may feel a kinship, but not with

      me. Would you be dead set on

      understanding me, on vindicating

      me, on getting me integrated, if

      you felt m
    e deep down to be one

      of your own kind? No, for in that

      case there wouldn ' t be anything to

      understand. A pitying glance in

      passing, one of disgust, even of

      anger, and th e matter would be

      settled, you would be thinking no

      more about it. But you feel there

      is something different, that my life

      is essentially other than yours, that

      between you and me there is a

      gap as there is a gap between you

      and the insane, only not the same

      gap. The plight of the insane, that

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      SAMUEL BECKETI

      you accept. Mine, no. Why? Unless I am insane as well. But you

      don 't dare to hope so.

      GLAZIER

      Nothing bores like boredom.

      AUDIENCE MEMBER You're being asked what this life is

      you' re leading. You 've been

      instructing us as to everything it is

      not, sorry, I haven ' t annoyed you,

      I hope, as to a small part of what it

      is not. That's what's known as

      negative anthropology. You inform us on the same occasion of

      our feelings regarding you. We

      are better acquainted with them

      than you. If you are truly incapable of answering the question ,

      say s o , I ' ll see that you're given a

      hand.

      VICTOR

      It's a life -

      AuDIENCE MEMBER Sorry. One moment. You ' re speaking now of your very own life? Not of ours nor that of the bees?

      VICTOR

      Of mine.

      AUDIENCE MEMBER Capital.

      VICTOR

      It's a life eaten up by its freedom .

      GLAZIER

      What if we killed him? How would

      that do for curtains?

      AUDIENCE MEMBER Let's be patient a little longer. (To

      Victor) Go on .

      VICTOR

      It won 't take a minute. I 've always

      wanted to be free. I don 't know

      why. Nor do I know what it means,

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      to be free. You could tear out all

      my fingernails and I still couldn 't

      tell you. But far away from words I

      know what it is. I 've always desired

      it. I still desire it. I desire only

      that. First I was the prisoner of

      others. So I left them. Then I was

      the prisoner of self. That was

      worse . So I left myself. (Wanders)

      (A silence)

      AuDIENCE MEMBER But this is enthralling. How does

      one leave oneself?

      VIcroR

      What?

      AUDIENCE MEMBER I ' m saying this is enthralling. Go

      on. Only tell us how one manages

      how to leave oneself.

      VIcrOR

      (Incoherently) You accept one 's

      getting beyond life or its getting

      beyond you, one's becoming

      irreducible to it, on condition that

      the price is paid, that one's liberty

      is laid down . He abdicated, he

      died, he's mad, he has faith, a

      sarcoma, nothing to fault. But to

      be among you no longer through

      sheer plod of being free, now

      that's a disgrace and a scandal. So

      it's the old maid raging against

      the whore. This freedom of yours

      is so miserable ! So scanty! So

      worn-out! So ugly! So false ! And

      you set such store by it! It's all you

      talk about! Ah envious ones,

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      SA.1UEL BECKETT

      envious ones! (Takes his head in

      his hands)

      GLAZIER

      Well what do you know, we've

      been set straight.

      AuDIENCE MEMBER Straight? About what? About us?

      (To Victor) Pull yourself together.

      VIcroR

      (Lifting his head) I have nothing

      more to tell you.

      AuDIENCE MEMBER But you do ! you do! You have to

      tell us how you go about leaving

      yourself. This is of the most particular interest to my friends.

      VIcrOR

      To hell with your friends.

      AUDIENCE MEMBER Tchoutchi. (Tchoutchi comes

      forward)

      VIcroR

      You can really put stock in what I

      say under duress? You ' re that hard

      up?

      AuDIENCE MEMBER We 've already settled that question . In your absence . Besides, you have only to view the result. What

      you've said hangs together. It's a

      bit coarse-grained, a bit naive, but

      it does hang together. We ask no

      more. Our requirements are

      modest, contrary to what you

      seem to assume. (To the Glazier)

      Isn 't that so?

      GLAZIER

      Leave me the hell alone.

      AUDIENCE MEMBER You left yourself. There we have

      the ultimate find among all your

      installments. How did you go

      ELEUTHERIA

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      about it?

      VICTOR

      By being, as little as possible. By

      not moving an inch, by not thinking, by not dreaming, by not

      speaking, by not listening, by not

      perceiving, by not knowing, by not

      wanting, by not being able, and so

      on and so forth . I believed that

      was where my prisons lay.

      GLAZIER

      I believe I am going to throw up.

      AUDIENCE MEMBER Ah, SO you believed. And you

      managed, not to move an inch,

      not to make a peep, and so on?

      You must nevertheless have had a

      bite from time to time, I assume,

      during those two heroic years. It

      must sometimes have been difficult to keep on being pure of all

      ideation . And in your sleep you

      did come forth, like an owl at

      nightfall. To say nothing of the

      visits inflicted upon you and

      you' re having had every now and

      then to acquaint yourself with the

      matter, in spite of yourself.

      VICTOR

      Patience is needed.

      AUDIENCE MEMBER Obviously, obviously, all beginnings are difficult. But for all that you're already feeling a little less

      - er - a little less captive?

      VICTOR

      I believe that it's the right track.

      AUDIENCE MEMBER And death plain and simple, that

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      SAMUEL BECKETI

      doesn 't speak to you in any way?

      VICfOR

      If I was dead I wouldn 't know I

      was dead. That's the only thing

      I 've got against death . I want to

      squeeze pleasure out of my death .

      That's where freedom lies: seeing

      oneself dead.

      (A silence. The Glazier turns aside

      and hiccoughs into his handkerchief)

      GlAZIER

      (Wiping his mouth ) I consider

      this discussion to be closed. The

      essential has been said.

      AUDIENCE MEMBER I am of your opinion . Everybody

      now has his little footing. To push

      things along any further would be

      to go back into the fog.

      VIcrOR

      You know that what I told you isn ' t

      the truth.

      AuDIENCE MEMBER The truth ! (To the Glazier) Did

      you hear him? He's in a class by

      himself! (To Victor) We know,

      Mons
    ieur, we know, don ' t get all

      worked up about it. For the truth

      we apply elsewhere, everybody has

      his dealer. No, don 't distress

      yourself on that score. Besides,

      you don ' t know what it is that's

      the truth . Nor do we. You perhaps

      spoke it without knowing it. And

      without our knowing it.

      VIcroR

      I told you a story so you would

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      1 67

      leave me alone.

      AUDIENCE MEMBER If you like, if you like. Perhaps less

      than you think. Stories, well

      there 's no getting them told with

      impunity. In any event, you ' re not

      being asked for more . It wasn ' t

      bad a t all, your story, a bit long, a

      bit boring, a bit silly, but not bad,

      not bad at all, even pretty-sounding in spots, on condition that

      one isn 't too particular, something

      we never are. I congratulate you, I

      thank you and I excuse MYSELF.

      VICTOR

      I have something to add.

      GLAZIER

      He's insane. Give them a finger

      and they take an arm .

      AUDIENCE MEMBER No, no, don 't add anything,

      you' re going to botch everything,

      believe me.

      VICTOR

      One word.

      AUDIENCE MEMBER (Magnanimously) All right then ,

      one word if you absolutely insist,

      but no more.

      VICTOR

      I ' m letting go.

      (A silence)

      AUDIENCE MEMBER You are letting go?

      GLAZIER

      Don 't do that, don 't say that! Just

      when everything is settled.

      VICTOR

      I ' m giving up on being free . One

      can ' t be free. I was mistaken . I

      can ' t lead this life any more . I

      understood that last night, in

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      SAMUEL BECKETI

      seeing my father. One cannot see

      oneself dead. It's theatrics. I no -

      AUDIENCE MEMBER Wait, wait, let me stop and think!

      (He reflects) This changes everything. (To the Glazier) What do

      you say to that?

      GlAZIER

      I say shit to that. (Pause) And shit

      agam.

      AUDIENCE MEMBER Mter all, why not? It's perhaps

      better this way. (To Victor) And

      what do you intend to do in that

      case? What is there left for you to

      do?

      VICTOR

      I don 't know.

      GlAZIER

      ( Moaning) It's starting all over

      a gam .

      AUDIENCE MEMBER You can no longer stay like this?

      VICTOR

      No, I no longer can .

      AUDIENCE MEMBER It's overtaxing you?

      VICTOR

      Yes.

      AUDIENCE MEMBER Well then, be logical . It's either

      life, with all that it entails of - of

      subjection, or - the great leavetaking, the real one, to use an

      image you hold dear. No?

      VICTOR

      I don 't know.

      AUDIENCE MEMBER Well, for crying OUt loud !

     


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