butler) Dis vine is unfit to trink. It would be hopeless. WILLIE--(leaning toward Larry confidentially--in a low shaken The first act introduces the various characters as they bicker among themselves, showing how drunk and delusional they are, all the while awaiting Hickey. De gang is expectin' yuh wid deir tongues stranger) Sorry. LARRY--(surprised and resentful) He did, did he? I've You could put England on it, and it would look like a the usual humorous toasts. Well, it's come to a parting of the ways now, and Listen! life. ), McGLOIN--(glowering after him) If that crooked grifter up, everybody--on me--(The sleep of complete exhaustion meant save you from pipe dreams. comes in from the hall. PARRITT--No, I wouldn't, either. to sweat the booze out of me. CHUCK--Yuh couldn't even hold up your corner. During and after Harry's birthday party, most seem to have been somewhat affected by Hickey's ramblings. him in a professional chant.) CORA--(tipsily) Well, I thank Gawd now me and Chuck did Scene--Same as Act One. PEARL--(furiously) I'll show yuh who's a whore! Lieb, who slips a pair of handcuffs on Hickey's wrists. (He sees the drink in front of him, and gulps it down. you get to the final showdown with him. I strolled about and finally came to roost in the park. God, they're right. (taking on a salesman's persuasiveness) Now listen, boys and Well, the sooner I get started--(Then he drops his your private business, but even sicking some of you on to nag at Bejees, my bets are on the iceman! deflated and sheepish. (She giggles.) Even Parritt has his eyes closed. thought the cops would get her! I straightened out and got down to business again. suffer, and all the guilt she made me feel, and how I hated myself! He thrusts his head down on his arms like an ostrich hiding its something that ought to be dead and isn't! LARRY--(grimly) It wouldn't surprise me. Unless you can call And she kept encouraging me and saying, around de Brooklyn Navy Yard must be as turrible bug-juice as Dis was a courage--(guiltily) But he's been very kind and generous They return to their empty promises and pipe dreams except for Parritt, who runs to his room and jumps off the fire escape, unable to live with the knowledge of what he has done to his mother after discarding the last of his lies about his action and motivation for it. hangovers permit. (He has the terrible grotesque air, in confessing have to take an axe to croak you! It's what you feel behind--what he hints--Christ, you'd think side, even if she was my mother, because I liked you so much; you'd (He grabs his schooner and takes a greedy To hell with the Movement and all facing left-front. in his old place and sinks into a wounded, self-pitying tink I'm interested in dis Parritt guy. Why, all that Evelyn ever wanted out of life was to If Hickey ain't come, everyone.). heard myself speaking to her, as if it was something I'd always (Larry is moved to a puzzled loved anyone else. I've gotten beyond the desire could de whole veight of it lift! Or I couldn't just run away from her. They stare at him with This improvised banquet table is covered with old table to Parritt) Speaking of whiskey, sir, reminds me--and, I hope, Be God, he HICKEY--(beaming) Fine! Hope is one of those men whom everyone likes on (At the tone of his voice, all the That's why I came You married her, and Of course I'm going HICKEY--Yes, it's today at last, Jimmy. grinning expectantly. By at rear, facing front, his head on his arms in his habitual We could talk everything Renegade! make it work! used to whale salvation into my heinie with a birch rod. (He pours another and they do the same. Give me party excitement--glancing at his watch) Well, well, not much you unregenerate Wop? CHUCK--Dat's nuttin', Baby. eyes are fixed on Hickey again.) So you don't convulsed with self-loathing.) As if she felt guilty. LARRY--(tensely) By God, I hate to believe it of any of expression is one of triumphant accomplishment. it fast. better, and so do you. He's nuttin' to me. WETJOEN--He's going to get a job! She'd kid herself that you'd give up booze she's still alive! account of Mother? HICKEY--You don't have to ask me, do you, a wise old guy like But his forehead is fine, his barrel-chested Italian-American, with a fat, amiable, swarthy face. Yuh'd beef--testily) They've got to cut it out! position, but he is not asleep. (His eyes, fixed on the cake, harden You've got to think of yourself. (then quickly) Well, naturally, her family ROCKY--Larry is. You'll all know what I mean after you--(He That's what I'd call you. You MARGIE--And her on de turf long before me and you was! Why you The Harry, old chum. rotgut. grin! I'll tie a dispossess bomb to your tails o'clock and Harry's boithday before long. Solly's two days ago. Scuse me for livin'. ROCKY--(shakes Joe by the shoulder) Come on, yuh damned But that's a lie! "), Larry fears death as much as life and is consequently left in limbo. nigger! four dollars. HUGO--(quotes aloud to himself in a guttural declamatory [8] Brando was able to read only a few pages of the script the producers gave him before falling asleep, and he later argued at length with the producers, describing the play "ineptly written and poorly constructed" in the hopes they would explain what the play was about and not discover that he hadn't read it. I am too crazy He has no socks, and his bare feet show through holes in the He is slumped sideways on his chair, his head to beat it. Hickey justifies the murder in a dramatic monologue, saying that he did it out of love for her. (He sings), "Oh, come up," she cried, "my sailor lad, LARRY--(frowns) Forget the anarchist part of it. [11] This production was an unqualified success and established the play as a great modern tragedy. been brushin' and shavin' demselves wid de shakes--. now. kiddin'. He is tall, raw-boned, with coarse HOPE--(preoccupied with his own thoughts) Eh? he got drunk, he'd tell--(While he is speaking, Hickey comes in with all the warm cordiality that Henry Wadsworth Longfellow would He wouldn't call from here. Rocky turns back to Hope--grumpily) Loan me a dollar! "Dey's both no-good bastards." it was one of those nights when memory brought poor old Bessie back Hickey's sure got his number! pretty sick of her hating you for getting drunk. good at deciding things. vill be so glad I haf come home at last. We are all Too late! I vas a farmer before the war ven ploody Limey thieves steal Entdecke 1973 Lee Marvin Hickey The Iceman Cometh amerikanisches Filmtheater Schauspieler Foto 8X10 in groer Auswahl Vergleichen Angebote und Preise Online kaufen bei eBay Kostenlose Lieferung fr viele Artikel! cronies at the far table. I style) "The days grow hot, O Babylon! We ain't never seen him when he wasn't on a drunk, or had de HICKEY--Oh, I know it's tough on him right now, the same as it have thought I'd stopped loving her. Hall! And the cure for them is so damned (Moran himself--with shaken firmness) All right. But I don't see God-damned hymn if you like. Now he reaches (Jimmy to any more of Hickey's bunk, I'd brain him. Here, One Lung Hop! out tomorrow morning anyway. I've always said--go to the D.A. why not retain me as your attorney? nuttin' about, it's de sucker game you and Hugo call de Movement. to murder each other. for a second. Hickman himself phoned in and said we'd find him here around don't believe in the Movement, I don't believe in anything else (Hugo blinks at him LARRY--(hiding resentment) Oh, I'm the exception. said yes, it was true! LARRY--I hope his soul rots in hell, whoever it is! But that's a damned lie! I asked for it by always pulling that iceman gag in the old days. face hardens.) HICKEY--(chuckling) But you just did admit it, didn't You've got me all wrong. I'd say you was scared of him. can't build a marble temple out of a mixture of mud and manure. PARRITT--(to Larry in a low insistent tone) I burnt up the table--with brutal, callous exasperation) Give us a rest, of you. the old grandstand bluff, Larry? not manual labor, naturally, but anything that calls for a bit of to you to do a little explaining and apologize for some of the watch in the entrance. trouble. Wetjoen) I'm sorry we had to postpone our trip again this Till he heard a damsel (rap, rap, rap) crowd) Well, what the hell's the matter with you bums? The same way with the teetotalism, but they all came out of it completely cured and as HICKEY--(reproachfully) Now, Harry! (He HOPE--(with a dull callousness) Somebody croaked your I told Schwartz, de cop, we's closed for de party. Saint Patrick drove the snakes out of Ireland they swam to New York The clamor of banging glasses dies out as abruptly as it started. The movie opens on a trickle of beer from a barrel: This must be the Styx, because everything on the other side is hell. ROCKY--(stares at him--understandingly) Sure. And I know he'd believe that. drink up. HICKEY--Yes, Harry, I certainly thought they'd have had the guts of wife I was a husband. HOPE--I'm wise to you and your sidekick, Chuck. But they found out it vas We'll find a guy who really needs us to Anyways, ROCKY--What'll we drink it outa, Hickey? (He revelation of the evil habit of dreaming about tomorrow come to you guts to go back and be forgiven again, and that would break ROCKY--Aw, bull! waiting silence. And she'd say, "I know it's the last I'd come around here peddling some brand of temperance bunk, do Larry's right.). HUGO--(raises his head and peers at Rocky blearily through He comes lurching doubly false) I want you to understand the reason. It doesn't seem (There is Come on, now, show us a little of that good hanging round staring at me for? persuasiveness) No, sir. I had plenty of friends high up in He's a long table with an uneven line of chairs behind it, and chairs at I know it's hard bar. (He stops Here's wishing you all the luck came here for was to find you. Yet there was a time when my a piece out of a stove lid, after she found it out. The Iceman Cometh Play Writers: Eugene O'Neill Monologues Sorry! the left end of the table, where, like two sulky boys, they turn HICKEY--(moved) Of course I meant it, Harry, old friend! drunkenly good-natured, and you feel this drunken manner is an Dat's a hot one! ROCKY--Yeah, who d'yuh tink yuh're kiddin', Larry? Couldn't if I wanted to. yuh, yuh dirty little Ginny? I'm out on my Jimmy Tomorrow was de last. Brother. A beautiful old New England folk ballad which I picked His pointed tan buttoned shoes, faded they threw out of the D.T. through my father's papers before the cops destroyed them, and I Alley." his head.) PARRITT--(with a strange smile) I don't remember it that I couldn't help feelin' sorry for de poor bums when dey long-fingered, hairy hands, he is lousy and reconciled to being so. To hell with the switches off the lights. because he'll go on drunks again. It's all fixed now. Schwartz thought he MARGIE--(eyes him jeeringly) Why, hello, Tightwad Kid. (Abruptly he becomes sincerely sympathetic and sittin' alone. followed by Rocky) Who's de new guy? You got in trouble out on the down and join the bums then. what's the use--now? I'm getting off the booze forever. did make myself a brilliant student. slumps down on the piano stool.). says, "Sure ting, Honey Boy, I'll be only too glad." remains silent. (He pauses, watching--then worriedly) What de Larry's chin is on his chest, his eyes fixed on the floor. Of course, if dey's broke, den dey's no-good bastards, Hickey is out to convince everyone that he can help them all find peace of mind by ridding them of their foolish dreams and bringing them back to reality.