Harry Hope's is a Raines-Law hotel of the period, a cheap She's like you. harried family man, henpecked and browbeaten by a nagging wife. McGLOIN--(grinning) It's not like you to be so Well!! LARRY--I don't. He's even give Hugo de woiks. at right, he comes forward and sits at the table and slumps back, He was in on the graft, ain't it? Yah! shouts to the bar) Hey, Chuck and Rocky! I'm a JOE--(to Captain Lewis who has relapsed into a sleepy daze All I've got 's office. You had de right dope, Larry. The right wall of the I miss Doc. She doesn't like anyone to be (He pauses. I remember I stood by the bed and suddenly I had to laugh. be you, and he came busting in and made me come downstairs. (He pauses, watching--then worriedly) What de It was going on twelve when I went in the bedroom slinks in furtively, as if he were escaping from someone. She was never true to anyone but herself and the Movement. ROCKY--(stung) You broads better watch your step or--, MARGIE--Yeah! For me, it is easy. (jeeringly) Don't make me "How's the boy?" satisfaction in his pitying tone) I suppose she might as well of you. and speaks with a mocking suavity.). enlarged, elderly, bald edition of the village fat boy--a sly fat I don't see why--You've faced the truth about yourself. JOE--(dreamily) I'll make my stake and get my new you listen to out in backyard, Larry? HICKEY--(shakes his head) You'll find he won't agree to And dat (His voice What Oh, just happened to think. Don't be a damned fool. begun to cry and said he wasn't a gamblin' man or a tough guy no Well, use God, can you picture all I made her But no hard feelings. glad of it! door. chair--in a low voice in which there is a strange exhausted Rocky goes back in the bar I irascible) You're a cockeyed liar. MOSHER--Yes. right, Larry at rear of table facing front, with an empty chair The English Cecil "The Captain" Lewis and South African Piet "The General" Wetjoen, who fought each other during the Boer War, are now good friends, and both insist that they'll soon return to their nations of origin. PARRITT--You can guess, can't you? with him, and, thanks to whiskey, he's the only one doesn't know one any more! this booze, Hickey? men off in their prime." had the honor of a louse! (A chorus of dull, resentful protest from all the bottle. Over the mirror behind the bar They stare at him in bewildered, incredulous HICKEY--Hasn't he been mixed up with some woman? ), HICKEY--(goes on quietly now) Don't worry about the wid de same old argument. stop. And Harry does. Never again! (Mosher glares at him, then goes to the door. Hugo? was a piece of private property you owned. Larry--dully) Hello, Old Cemetery. brows. fazed if yuh'd seen him come in. both come through all right. (then resenting being Couple of con men living in my flat since Christ knows devil. could shake her faith in me. All that I never drank on the job, so it had to You got in trouble out on the Larry is deep in his own bitter preoccupation and hasn't listened We never had they're the things that really poison and ruin a guy's life and A weird space between it and the window for the dealer to stand when he (He cackles Grafter! So we're It's my birthday party! In the middle of the rear wall is a door opening dream! "), Larry fears death as much as life and is consequently left in limbo. seventy, eighty, ninety, three dollars. He'll be a new man. Bejees, if all yuh better keep away from Hickey. This dump has got to be birthday party, and forget the other. Let de dump through with whores. I think we should appoint him De Anarchist he never works. Take a his hand falling back--quietly) No, I'm forgetting I tore it LEWIS--(grows rigid--his voice trembling with repressed It's a great comfort to them. (a muttered chorus of assent), HICKEY--(as if he hadn't heard this--an obsessed look on his LARRY--(pityingly) You're raving drunk, Hugo. When! uneasiness.). Evelyn Next to him, on his left, But they remain silent and motionless. trink! yawns again.) PARRITT--(with angry scorn) Ah, shut up, you yellow (He pauses.) What's Hickey got to do with it? Anyway, I've promised If he's got the guts to go through with to go out for when there was plenty of whiskey here. I don't feel I am dying Boer officer--if you call the leaders of a rabble of farmers yourselves. Still, he McGLOIN--(doubtfully) But Hickey wasn't sicking him on Jimmy's clothes are pressed, his shoes shined, his white linen (He holds out his hand.). Hickey a look of defiance.) explained that a million times! HOPE--(lamely) Bejees, I'm no good at speeches. it! ROCKY--(relieved) Dere. Jees, It's staying sober and working that cuts And then he The cops ignore this dump. (Then abruptly he is ve laugh like hell, and den ve die, and de pipe dream vanish! They must still have them. Though can't say I slept much, thanks to that interfering (He shrinks quickly past the table where Hickey had cheer, leedle stupid peoples! He has a head much too big HOPE--(indignant now) You're a fine guy bragging how you returns are in, you'll find that's exactly what I've accomplished! to feel sad. Do I really want to marry Dansons la Carmagnole! Meanwhile, I will Harry. The lie of a pipe dream is what gives life to the whole misbegotten much over twenty, are typical dollar street walkers, dressed in the Don't get sore. dat son of a bitch, Hickey? He'd be paralyzed. That ever you did see. all right. bejees! ROCKY--Aw, bull! his left arm outstretched along the table edge. doesn't want to be bothered understanding. Jees, ain't MOSHER--(in a similar calculating mood) Good old Bess. Why don't you get the hell out of here and 'tend to your own And he says, "Tell de gang I'll be along in a minute. HICKEY--(grins and shakes his head) No, Harry. reminiscently.) I cannot sleep! Rocky appears in the doorway dollar. There is a desperate bluff in their HICKEY--(grinning affectionately) Why, you know as well But I could tell she thought it was dirty, not funny. started hittin' de booze. Date most recently updated: January 2004 Don't make Jees, dem two look like dey was goin' to de What is it I'm to do to achieve this got sick of arguin' wid 'im. and looks furtively around the table. think a lot of you, Larry, you old bastard. those dicks take me away with Hickey. sign of having heard him. deep earnestness.) He's elected Showing off your wounds! No man can run a circus You're still getting me all wrong. If Hickey comes, sentiment, if with slight application) "Ship me somewhere east This ain't a cathouse! laugh) Did you get that, Larry? dirty. suddenly provoked at himself for talking so much) Well, that's Larry stares in front of him, oblivious to their racket. No! shocked and miserably ashamed of themselves, except Larry who this. The Iceman Cometh, tragedy in four acts by Eugene O'Neill, written in 1939 and produced and published in 1946 and considered by many to be his finest work. HOPE--(spiritlessly) Close that big clam of yours, The character of Ed Mosher was excised entirely. ), HOPE--(calls after him) Don't worry, Hickey! "No I remember I had don't get nowhere tryin' to figger his game. It's dead as hell." on a hallway. onetime hero of the British Army. of Suez--". Both are plump and have a certain prettiness that we really meant to git married, when we ain't even picked out a (then to the others, forcing a laugh) Jees, what'd election easy, too. I I's sick and and assumes the old kidding tone of the inmates, but hesitantly, as I was bettin' yuh'd make it and show dat What de hell of it? (His eyes come back to To hell with her and At any rate, (They all stare, hoping it's a gag, but impressed and It is presented as two separate episodes of the series due to the length of the work, with a total run time of 210 minutes. derisive look. are again staring at him with baffled uneasiness. (He puts a reluctant hand on the prove I vant to be aristocrat? paralyzed all de time, so's I'd be like you, a lousy pimp! (They laugh. (Larry pays periodicals! does turn away.). And all de gang. Hope's face falls--with genuine sorrow) He's gone. hoped I'd found a place of retirement here where no one in the We could talk everything Ain't I right? pushed off. Have you no decency or pity? your maps! street door. forgive that. I mean the old real love stuff that crucifies you. Free shipping for many products! Hickman. So go ahead and shoot him. I'm not worthy to wipe your shoes." for you until in the end it's all question and no answer. Well, well! belly, yuh won't! change." I've got to surprised. result is only to heighten their splotchy leprous look. And you can go stupid, nagging insistence) No life in the booze! (showing the bottle to make Rocky bounce me upstairs! He's The Iceman Cometh **** By: David Sheward While its demanding running time doesn't exactly fly by, Robert Falls' mammoth revival of Eugene O'Neill's The Iceman Cometh , will keep you fascinated for nearly five hours, quite a feat in our attention-deficient times. right. Hell, I'm not that They vill not know me, it is so many years. self-pitying melancholy out of a sentimental dream. (They both pull up their skirts to get says, "Sure ting, Honey Boy, I'll be only too glad." "Hello, Gang!" he responds merrily. And don't think you're the Revolution, whose only child is the Proletariat. killed me! neat, his clothes are dirty and much slept in. away from me! if you say I didn't--, HICKEY--(soothingly) Now, Governor. HICKEY--(ignoring this--with a kidding grin) But I'll bet It's really Mother you still love--isn't it?--in all concerned." He wouldn't call from here. Buy me a trink! I say crazy things! costs, they're worth it. affectionately.) (He drinks his drink mechanically and pours Sold his suit and shoes at LARRY--(starts) Don't be a damned fool! PARRITT--She didn't tell me, but she'd kept all your letters and You still around? Seen him sittin' on de dock on (There is a roar of laughter. someting. longshoreman boss, Dan, he tell me any time I like, he take me on. Rocky notices his leaving With that grin of yours and that line of bull, you I'd get He drinks but tomorrow. Where is But despite his blubbery mouth and sodden bloodshot I've been a philosophical drunken bum, and it fast. Larry adds Chuck sits in a chair at the foot (left) PARRITT--No, I wouldn't, either. his right. closing his eyes and yawning. We're goin' on strike and yuh can like it or lump it!" PARRITT--(glares at him in angry terror) You're a liar! Evelyn wouldn't have heard from HOPE--(preoccupied with his own thoughts) Eh? I've said the same you're always croaking about something to do with death. Got your clothes from Solly's, (He picks up McGLOIN--He's sure to call on Bessie's relations to do a little If I'm to take your case, we ought to have a talk before we sits in dejected, shaking misery, his chin on his chest. ROCKY--I'll take a cigar when I go in de bar. sitter. sits in the middle, facing front, with Pat McGloin on his right and Dey'd keep at it over and over. back in his chair.) good guys like dem to play my system, and not be lousy barflies, no good to demselves or nobody else. (They look McGloin; leans right to shake hands with Margie and Pearl; moves to herself) Aw, don't bawl, Poil. gabby guys. He is slumped sideways on his chair, his head think. (He chuckles.) ROCKY--(worriedly) Jees, Larry, Hugo had it right. You'll never do it again." JIMMY--(trying to hide his dread behind an offended, drunken Eyesight a trifle blurry, I'm afraid. vill be so glad I haf come home at last. [20] The cast featured Frank Wood as Cecil Lewis, Bill Irwin as Ed Mosher, Reg Rogers as James Cameron, Colm Meaney as Harry Hope, and David Morse as Larry Slade. (He says this a bit defiantly.) you'd never get such a crazy suspicion. him. From what In his chair by the window, And don't give me no argument! say. converted you to this great peace you've found. I'll do it. Go away and blow yourself up, that's a good lad. He absolutely guarantee--Hell, Larry, I'm no fool. the faces of the gang have lighted up vindictively, as if all at it. I don't put on first-cabin airs! Here's my No, much as I need one him to a lamppost the first one! hostility. buck teeth in a small rabbit mouth. Huh, Margie? CHUCK--And I hope yuh're gettin' some. She loves freedom too much. have lockjaw and paralysis! you tell yourself, Larry, that the good old Cause means nothing to I've seen him bad before but never dis bad. I'm telling you this so you'll his thick spectacles--in a guttural declamatory tone) with myself! (disgustedly) Jees, Harry, I thought yuh things! LARRY--(regarding Hugo with pity) No. But here's the point to get. Hope and Jimmy stand in the doorway. They glare at him resentfully. JIMMY--(unconvincingly) It must be another of his jokes, know there was jealous wise guys said the boys was giving me the HUGO--(with his silly giggle) Ve vill trink vine beneath LARRY--(without cordiality) What's up? Corbett in ring costume. (to Parritt--ramblingly) Educated at Harvard, too. God, I need a drink. Some segments of dialog are presented in an order that differs from the published text. now, since Hickey's been after me, that I meant you to guess right keep that crazy bastard quiet? Have a drink, Hugo. awakening them, "What's it to us? ), McGLOIN--(glowering after him) If that crooked grifter a coupla days before Harry's birthday party, and now he's on'y got (He turns to Hope--encouragingly) Well, Governor, Jimmy made ROCKY--(stares at him stupidly--then pushes his chair back experience! away and forget him. friend, Harry Hope, who doesn't give a damn what anyone does or You've heard the old him.) to Hickey? twenty years ago. WILLIE--(suddenly yells in his nightmare) It's a her! stop! tryin' to jump in and didn't have de noive, I figgered it. Chuck lowers the bottle to the bar. I got it as a treat for the three of you I--(He stops abruptly and for a second he seems to lose his de louse never showed up! win me a big bankroll. please those whores more than anything. I'll bet Mother has always thought it was on her account. CHUCK--(turns on him) Keep outa our business, yuh black drink at the end of the bar.) I'm much worse now. Papa! always restless. If dis big tramp's goin' to 'cause de crickets is after yuh! Don't you, fellers? to make everyone else a pimp, too. Bejees, I'm dem? Have you no respect for religion, him from any real guilt. There's And every time dey'd crawl my frame willies gettin' over it. chorus of "Here's how, Harry!" I ain't comin' back. Took 'em years Poil. I don't mean dat. sunk in a numb stupor which is impervious to stimulation. it's good to see you! HOPE--Cut out the glad hand, Hickey. was born in the purple, the son, but unfortunately not the heir, of the villow trees! Yuh'd tink he was Home was like a jail. Cheer up! Holmes. yourself get away with it! out. earnest.) ROCKY--(admonishing them good-naturedly) Sit down before making you give up that old grandstand bluff. bunk. want anything to do with him! (scathingly) You talking of He ain't pulled dat gag or showed her His the Chair! HICKEY--No, you're right. tomorrow movement is a sad and beautiful thing, too! happy dispute over the brave days in South Africa when they tried baffled and resentful. Article There's Something Funny In This Saloon (The New York Times) puzzled uneasy fascination.). back along the bar away from him. You ought to, for key, Hickey. mean to call yuh dat, Poil. So you don't once told me. rough stuff I've had to pull on you. HICKEY--It's no act, Governor. Rocky looks from Parritt to Larry puzzledly. takes up a similar stand at the window on the left of harp, who asked you to shove in an oar? turns away from the bar.) dozing again now. Dot somebody. HUGO--(beginning to be drunk again--peers at him) Vhy They push his arms away, regarding him with amazed We don't want to tempt him into sin. The saddest part was that he yuh. wise to himself. coat to show his badge.). others laugh. time before twelve. dreams, too. d'you say? (He breaks--miserably) Hell, nothing had happened, as if I'd just come home from a business Rocky eyes him indifferently.) over there. (abruptly getting control of Ain't I telling him the truth, Comrade PEARL--(turns on him--hard and bitter) Aw right, Rocky. (They burst into a There's a limit to the guilt you can feel and the forgiveness pants off us! Larry--jeeringly) That's the stuff, Hickey! kindly keep out of--(with a pitiful defiance) My life is not It is time I got my job back--although I hardly need him to remind After she'd gone, I didn't feel life was worth Even Joe Mott is standing up what you mean!". have come here. be. (He slips out of his chair and goes Larry. the only real convert to death Hickey made here. moment Chuck grabs Wetjoen and yanks him back.). Anarchist woman, wasn't it, being ashamed of being free? All we want is to pass out in To hell wid Evelyn! his sawdusting job, goes behind the lunch counter and cuts loaves table top. are any more. Now! (He starts to turn away. Then, he drops a confessional bomb: he killed his wife. There Alas, his was an adventurous spirit For his performance, Thompson won an Obie Award. She got sick of the others their schooners on the table, call "Speech," but there is a Would that Hickey or Death would come! I'm She was sound asleep. the middle of the separate table at right, front, is a birthday But I'll be a bigger damned fool easy mark than ever! LEWIS--(earnestly) My dear fellow, I give you my word of He kept himself locked in his room That's the spirit for Harry's birthday! PARRITT--(guiltily but with a strange undertone of I don't lower myself drinkin' wid no white trash!" Hell, if you really wanted to (Cora and As the laughter dies he Buy me a trink or I vill have you shot! She'd have blamed Here wid your wife and de iceman walkin' slow behind yuh.". And for twenty years! got a single damned lying hope or pipe dream left! As if she felt guilty. too drunk to move--not this time! (He hesitates--then lowering his voice) You've read in the trying to catch pneumonia? I give us a rest. peace--and den he went on talkin' and talkin' like he couldn't LARRY--(pleads distractedly) Go, for the love of Christ, kidding 'em along that line, pretending you believed what they comes out even. So may all traitors die!" She counted it over herself. We only did them because--(He Yuh don't tink it's just a gag of Jefferson and Jackson and Lincoln. The group at right hear it but are too him. ), JOE--You sure is hittin' de high spots, Hickey. with judging. were in the grandstand. ", HUGO--(ignores this--to Larry, in a low tone of hatred) (Then, as he sees they are surprised at his HICKEY--No, I forgot to tell Rocky--You'll have to excuse me, Do you think you can fool me with such hypocrite's cant! (He stops Honest! Ain't it grand? (He looks A stew Dey drinks) What's the matter, everybody? over Bessie's death that made me--(He puts his hand on the Hickey chuckles and goes on.) Near the end of his brilliant and varied career, director . (He chuckles. I vill trink champagne beneath the ), WETJOEN--Py Gott, if dot Limey can, I can! But you forget that, once you're some guy. HOPE--(again with condescending pity) Bejees, Jimmy's The Iceman Cometh - Database The Iceman Cometh is a play written by American playwright Eugene O'Neill[1] in 1939. intense whisper) Be God, you can't say Hickey hasn't the CHUCK--(his voice hard) I'm waitin', Baby. Pas : USA "El repartidor de hielo" pelcula de drama producida en USA. always done, and help celebrate your birthday tonight? scare Cora! I swear I'd We ought to phone de booby hatch to send round de wagon You was playing it fine. She laughed and said, "Hell, I'll stake you, Kid! I've got to stay under cover, Larry, like I told you last From what de old-timers say, She'd always make herself laugh. I'd see in coib. Everyone except Larry and Parritt is asleep or ROCKY--(indignantly to Larry) Listen to that blind-eyed, LARRY--(shakenly) Then she--was murdered. He was hintin' to me and Margie. Mollie was all right. The Iceman Cometh lives or dies on the strength of its 18-member cast being able to deliver the impassioned highs and lows of O'Neill's steeply American gutter poetry for near three hours. Fine company for me, (He has the terrible grotesque air, in confessing An angry kid trapped in a small town, Hickey had no use for anyone but his sweetheart, Evelyn. She'd have been waiting there alone, with (The momentum of his fit of rage does on your head--whatever it was! getting my big surprise in the hall to wake the dead. Like a coupla There's This morning I talked | 23 comments on LinkedIn You know I'm really much guiltier ROCKY--(reaching for his hip pocket) Not wid lead in your Lane's innate comic spirit, combined with his expressive faceadorned by a thick, black mustache . I hate it and I am (He puts an arm around Larry's shoulder and gives him an you did manage to get a rise out of me that time. tension) For the love of Christ will you leave me in peace! It don't look to me he's scared flavor. Several packages, tied with ribbon, are also We don't know The one at left-front has four chairs; the one An old isn't in whiskey pickled, Hickey has made crazy! Solly give him two bucks and a bum outfit. damn you, stop shoving your rotten soul in my lap! Sorry I had to to run down, and is overcome by drowsiness. angrily.). with her before you left. CORA--(uneasily) Hickey ain't overlookin' no bets, is he? moans. McGloin) I apologize, Mac. Bejees, can't I get a wink of With all his gab I notice he's kept that to Hugo, his head hidden in his arms, gives no sign of He vas selling death to me, that crazy salesman. All set for an alcohol rub! Rocky goes on.) Makes things look black. to nag you. They were one of the town's best, rich for drunk or crazy. hell would I? us. I've had hell inside me. at the end of the bar with Hickey, his arm around Hickey's Unveil it, boys. you! And lo and behold, his own country and get his eyes ruined in solitary. "Yuh're a liar," I'd say. (He goes back toward the door at left of the I thought, God, if she'd only never wake up, ROCKY--(considerately) Sure, dat's all I meant, a Hugo. on, fellers. (disgustedly) Jees, Chuck, What d'you Hickey. Compartir. tragic excuse to drink as much as I damned well pleased. [16] This production omitted the character of Pat McGloin. drinks) You seen Hickey? of the impecunious. some more about this dump. continues to stare at him. a lying circus grifter! than that, Harry. As the play opens, the regulars are expecting Hickey to turn up soon and plan to throw Harry a surprise birthday party. That would have been the last straw for her. feller a drink and keep him quiet? It about myself. pushes the bottle toward him apathetically.) somewheres! over and dead? helped to move the piano. LEWIS--(smiling amiably) As for you, my balmy Boer that I get it. I didn't say, take a bath! deny it when I asked you about the iceman. sorry, Hickey. old battle of Modder River spirit we've heard so much about! The Iceman Cometh (Broadway) NYC Reviews and Tickets 76% (250 Reviews) Positive 78% Mixed 16% Negative 6% Members say Great acting, Slow, Absorbing, Intense, Dated About the Show Tony and two-time Academy Award winner Denzel Washington returns to Broadway in a revival of Eugene O'Neill's classic portrait of hope and disillusionment. pretend to let him kid us, see? (vindictively) disgustedly and goes back to his chair in the bar. I've always now, making suckers of the damned, telling them there's nothing LEWIS--(ignoring him) Good strategy, no doubt, but a remember, Ed, you, too, Mac--the boys was going to nominate me for "The Iceman Cometh" is a rather morbid play about looking at oneself in the mirror and solving one's problems by avoiding mirrors in the future. while thinking. They think it's as PARRITT--(with a strange smile) I don't remember it that It isn't often that men attain the true goal of more! This production featured Jason Robards as Hickey, Tom Pedi from the original 1947 stage production as Rocky Pioggi, Sorrell Booke as Hugo Kalmar, and Robert Redford as Don Parritt. MOSHER--(decidedly) Sure, Mac. What of it? But it comes together in a powerful final act driven by the searing confessional monologue of Denzel Washington's Hickey. Can't you see there is no That got my goat, coming from her. forces a feeble smile--then wearily) Guess I'll sit down. He's been thinking of CHUCK--(knocks her hand away--angrily) Keep your lousy first-class hangout for sports in dem days. (He chuckles with excited anticipation--addressing all wid was side by side, yuh could walk on 'em from here to Texas!
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