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Winnie is now buried to her neck in the mound, and is losing a grip
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And now? [Long pause.] The face. [Pause.] The nose. [She squints down.] I can see it… [Squinting down.] The tip… the nostrils… breath of life… that curve you so admired.... [pouts]
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What would I do without them, when words fail? [Pause.] Gaze before me, with compressed lips. [Long pause while she does so.] I cannot. [Pause.] Ah yes, great mercies, great mercies.
For full extended monologue, please refer to the script edition cited here: Beckett, Samuel, “Happy Days.” Complete Dramatic Works of Samuel Beckett, Faber & Faber, 2006, p. 161-162.
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