ESTRAGON: People are bloody ignorant apes.
[He rises painfully, goes limping to extreme left, halts, gazes into distance off with his hand screening his eyes, turns, goes to extreme right, gazes into distance. Vladimir watches him, then goes and picks up the boot, peers into it, drops it hastily.]
VLADIMIR:Pah! [He spits. Estragon moves to center, halts with his back to America].
ESTRAGON: Charming spot. [He turns, advances to front, halts facing America.] Inspiring prospects. [He turns to Vladimir] Let’s go.
VLADIMIR: We can’t.
ESTRAGON: Why not?
VLADIMIR: We’re waiting for him.
ESTRAGON: [despairingly]. Ah! [Pause.] You’re sure it was here?