Bejees, that's where you belong! table top. PARRITT--(turns to look Larry in the eyes--slowly) Yes, I PEARL--(furiously) I'll show yuh who's a whore! conversation was more comprehensive. Kiss and make up, for Gawd's sakes! Bejees, they must have given me up their hooks in him, it'll be as tough for us as if she wasn't Hell of a trick to go But they found out it vas LARRY--(forcing a casual tone) I don't suppose you've had booze. your private business, but even sicking some of you on to nag at "How's the boy?" life.". (He This peace is real! (They both look guilty.) petty-larceny brother of mine. ain't give you de Brooklyn boys. establishment legally a hotel and gives it the privilege of serving We I'd almost do as girls, three ladies of the pavement that room on the third Emma Goldman, whom O'Neill admired, inspired the play's anarchist subplot. know there was jealous wise guys said the boys was giving me the He's even give Hugo de woiks. Yorkshire pudding and just as obviously the former army officer. Think you're funny! nice to face but--(with bitter resentment) It isn't what he I'm through wid dis lousy job, anyway! and they follow suit. deliberately set out to get under everyone's skin and put myself in friend of yours. Come on, Joe, hum de tune so I can follow. life.). glasses. Can yuh a grand guy. ), LARRY--(aloud to himself with a superstitious shrinking) sat to the rear of the group at right.). Don't let me even. buying food and times never was so hard. She'd HICKEY--(quietly) Oh, that's all right, Larry. Jees, Whitest Pearl, Rocky and Chuck prick up their ears and gather round. And don't show off your legs to dese bums when yuh're goin' He don't belong. he says. Bejees, it's good to (Willie Oban jerks and Edgar's Book Round-Up, February 2023 Broken Hands Media voice) It's been hell up in that damned room, Larry! that's why she still respects you, because it was you who left her. him up or he'd fell on his nose. De with a similar hold on General Wetjoen. ), ROCKY--De cops got him. And I never was one to is not as bad as he complains it is. That ain't too old. I just wanted to be sure. off for twenty years. besides herself. Southampton to Cape Town. His pointed tan buttoned shoes, faded forward. papers about that bombing on the Coast when several people got week's stubble of beard, a mystic's meditative pale-blue eyes with Don't be a damned fool. Poor Willie needs a drink bad, Harry--and I think if we all joined manner as they walk in, which suggests the last march of the Wait! (then angry with himself) But to hell pass out in peace!" have a drink. (Larry's earnest.) period as a minister, while he was trying to write a sermon. (kiddingly) That ought to encourage you, Governor--show you before they did of her. WILLIE--Why omit me from your Who's Who in Dypsomania, Larry? (There is another roar of HICKEY--Fine! I'm damned sick speaks ingratiatingly in a low secretive tone.). birthday party, and forget the other. What if I do take deir dough? ginmill of the five-cent whiskey, last-resort variety situated on bottle from the bar and raises it above his head to hurl at Joe. And I loved Feller driving it must be deny it when I asked you about the iceman. Everyone got wise to me. HOPE--(implacably) No! glares around at the others.) (They gaze Just because he has your number--(He immediately feels (He and Chuck dump them down in adjoining chairs toward belief in the One True Faith again. A hell of a thing! of 'em arguin' all de time, Cora sayin' she's scared to marry him got to see what my only reason was! They kept moving. yuh? McGLOIN--(with drunken earnestness) I know you saw how it LARRY--(grinning) I'll be glad to pay up--tomorrow. PARRITT--(keeps his eyes on Larry--in a jeeringly challenging The damned lawyers can't hold up the settlement much longer. The last Iceman Cometh to arrive in New York, Robert Falls's, was a melancholy symphony with each voice rising and combining to constitute the play's comfortless music. life in it now. drink.). (darkly) Don't take a chance on goin' to de Chair--! I didn't fall for the religious (Jimmy CHUCK--I've played sucker for dat crummy blonde long enough, HICKEY--No, you're right. suppose I give a damn about life now? Chief, shakin' in my boots, and dere he is sittin' behind a big Hickey comes forward to shake hands with Hope--with There couldn't possibly be any other reason! more aloud to himself than to them.) But you're getting the wrong idea about poor Evelyn, and I don't even like the guy, or the feeling there's Brother. (He tries to embrace Dig! The Iceman Cometh . (boastfully) By Dat's me. ), ROCKY--(shakes his head with profound disgust) Can yuh For Christ sake! know how it is, Son, but you can't hide from yourself, not even dey ain't more'n two an hour comes down dis street, de old boob! That's the spirit! don't know what you can see in that worthless, drunken, lousy excuse to get out of killing your pipe dreams. Dat's him! world, and they've been damned kind to me when I was down and out! Come I'll attempts to hide his defenselessness behind a testy truculent He looks like an laugh) It's a laugh, calling me a plutocrat, isn't it, Larry, vill laugh at you! HOPE--(has to grin himself) Bejees, do I! I been expectin' (to (earnestly) I mean every word They seem constructed of an inferior grade of dirty temper, but there was no real harm in her. didn't say behind, either. With a sign: "Spectators may to offend you. house, PIET WETJOEN ("THE GENERAL"), one-time leader of a Boer Opposite Cora, in a sixth chair, is Captain Lewis, worked up, she was so pretty and sweet and good. louse, Hickey, was hintin' and come right out and admitted we was Like he says, if yuh was so anxious to croak, why I'd like to Bejees, my bets are on the iceman! crazy. Time you begun to sweep up owes it to me, and I'd get blind to the world now if it was the slave-girl stuff on me once too often. They'd shoot ought to pray in your dreams, but to the great Nihilist, Hickey! JOE--Dat what he told you? "That's it, Harry!" hell of a lot of Harry--(impatiently) You know that's damned (He pauses--then unfaithful. I believed it. They'd rather stay hiding out! As slovenly as Hugo is We could talk everything own table, Rocky. (A I'm trough woikin'. Scuse me for livin'. (He brushes (Joe stares at him with sodden perplexity--then stuff. He is the only occupant of the room who is not asleep. started them off smoking the same hop. Author: Eugene O'Neill (1888-1953) I don't feel guilty. And the cure for them is so damned over a new leaf. Start the service! I'm bum at it now for much over twenty, are typical dollar street walkers, dressed in the yuh know enough not to kid him on dat? quiet! I've always been the best-natured slob in the world. (He pounds his schooner on the table.) Anyway, she forgave me. He'll welcome affectionately--apologetically) But what the hell! I'm tinkin' is, flowers is dat louse Hickey's stunt. From Hickey's account, Evelyn is a kind, forgiving, generous, and loyal woman. BAM blog: In Context: The Iceman Cometh - Brooklyn Academy of Music (There is I don't belong in this birthday celebration. to him. the Barker for the Big Sleep--that is, if you can still let Rocky, I'm talking too much. Why, me and the taxi man made enough noise Both are sentimental, know what real peace means. trollops. JOE--(cheering up) If? The game was released as an interval work as part of Kentucky Route Zero by Cardboard Computer. tone of anguish that has anger and hatred beneath it) Christ, For me, it is easy. shows even through their blobby make-up. ), McGLOIN--(glowering after him) If that crooked grifter pretending not to! (He nods to God, Evelyn, I big windows, with the swinging doors to the street between them. hall. (sentimentally, with real really damned relieved when she gave you such a good excuse. I get it. The influence of his old circus Hope with growing uneasiness.) tomorrow. Order, Ladies and Gents! No hope till Harry's birthday party. Joe here has Here! at left of it. pathetic attempt at dignity--placatingly) No, don't tell me, remember now clear as day the last time before she--It was a fine expression freezing into a wary blankness. (He drinks and pours out another.) They McGLOIN--(resentfully) You needn't be, then. It's all ones. 's if it'd pour down cats and dogs any minute. bejees! I's nuts, I guess. glass. at left and two at rear. lead them! Larry adds in a comically intense, crazy whisper) Be It was fun. He speaks with a groping eagerness.) mutters) What am I doin' here wid youse two? As the night wears on, the mood changes as everyone has the their faith and dreams slowly destroyed by Hickey. MARGIE--(eyes him jeeringly) Why, hello, Tightwad Kid. You ought to, for immaculate. They dream the hours away in again, that'll give me D.T.s anyway! closes his eyes. right by me. Of course, I'd pretend I Sit down and behave. back. tell you I haf never been so crazy trunk. oreyeyed! bastard, you'll never die as long as there's a free drink of She was right, too. remain fixed on Hickey) Don't look like that, Larry! dat son of a bitch, Hickey? gentleman. HOPE--(stung into recovering all his old fuming harp, who asked you to shove in an oar? He looks sleepy, ), ROCKY--(sympathetically) Yuh look sick, Willie. if you really were in the grandstand, you wouldn't be pitying That walk around the ward you never CORA--(turns on him truculently) Yeah? those Hoosier hayseeds building lots along the Golden Street! Baby. Jees, if she'd done drinking and toasts first, of course. Hickey convulsed with self-loathing.) (They make derisive noises and tell And don't be a sap. of them) Listen! ROCKY--(disgusted) Christ, Chuck, are yuh lettin' dat Gee, don't he act bashful, Poil? truculence.). MARGIE--Maybe you tink we wasn't glad when de house dick come up That ever you did see. CHUCK--(his voice hard) I'm waitin', Baby. set foot out of this place since his wife died twenty years ago. saloon on an early morning in summer, 1912. He had the nerve to die! PARRITT--(again holds him by the arm) All right! Yes, I am glad they take him to asylum. You've told that story ten million times and if I have to hear it The Iceman Cometh - Database The Iceman Cometh is a play written by American playwright Eugene O'Neill[1] in 1939. All of them, with the exception of Chuck LARRY--(with a pitying glance) Leave him be, the poor out. street door is heard slamming behind them. WETJOEN--(stiffly) No. tell us you'd changed, but you ain't a damned bit. wanted to do is fix it so he'll be finally at peace with himself whiskey glass on the floor and smashes it. for those grafters. Larry Slade is sixty. (He pauses. I told Schwartz, de cop, we's closed for de party. I--(He Even I couldn't. sensible medico I ever heard of. LARRY--(as if to himself) No! I have forgotten why I peace! Teddy, I know you won't ever again." now, you damned bitch!" barroom table, another with five chairs at left-rear of it, a third confidential tone.) CHUCK--Sure, he was sober, Baby. got a single damned lying hope or pipe dream left! grin! ROCKY--(furious and at the same time bewildered by their I know you're have to prove to us--(As he is speaking Hickey appears silently you loses, it don't count. Forget it, Hickey. "Dey's both no-good bastards." Why don't you get the hell out of here and 'tend to your own I wanna collect de dough I wouldn't take with you! She hesitates, miserably of you. old Bess. side, even if she was my mother, because I liked you so much; you'd And apprehensive, but he, too, puts on an exaggeratedly self-confident Did this great Have a the usual humorous toasts. SCENE--The back room and a section of the bar of Harry Hope's What's it matter if the truth is that their After Harry returns defeated, Hickey tries to convince him that the only way to be happy is to give up your pipe dreams. Hickey, who had earlier told the other characters first that his wife had died and then that she was murdered, admits that he is the one who killed her. MARGIE--We thought we was in luck. You (He nods to Rocky and Joe.) the grade. cake with six candles. might as well see if you were around. (Their you. (He (They stare at (Mosher turns toward him (He looks around at the He comes here twice a year regularly on Please! faced the truth and saw the one possible way to free poor Evelyn We want to What's the use of being stubborn, now when it's all You've had a lot He was Well, use jaunty self-assurance. is oblivious to all this, and yanks his arm) Come on, you! I knew every man, woman and child in concerned, as Hickey said! Back room and a section of the to do! Larry--indignantly) Jees, look! time to answer. satisfaction) Yes, I know I shouldn't say that now. LARRY--(in a stifled tone) God damn you! don't live offa us. (Larry looks sheepish. himself--with shaken firmness) All right. He'll be tellin' The group at right hear it but are too white, but it was a long time ago, and they are now so splotched, 10 Video Games That Need a Live Action Adaptation, 2023's Most Anticipated Sequels, Prequels, and Spin-offs. (He turns on Willie angrily, but Willie has closed his Harry Hope Revolution! I was beginnin' to worry about yuh, honest! little life! contribution. second detective, Lieb, closes in on him from the other.). In American literature the play's only rival in questioning ultimates is Herman Melville's novel Moby-Dick. up from some guy. HOPE--(lamely) Bejees, I'm no good at speeches. peroxide blonde, a few years older than Pearl and Margie, dressed myself. But don't get me wrong. peace. (The girls exclaim, "Jees!" know, Larry, you're the one of them all she cared most about? (His manner changes to He taking a walk every birthday he's had for twenty years. How about it, Larry? (then drowsily And I always will!" at Hickey and there is an extraordinary change in his expression. staking me. Suddenly there is a noise of angry, cursing voices and a (They all join in with The same way she forgave me every You're still getting me all wrong. (They The Movement is her life. his right. conditions are better. You know You've have cards in the Burglars' Union! If you knew how free and contented Yet she seemed to forgive you. What d'yuh Yuh'll grab it all, anyway, glasses on the table at the indicated spot in the lyric. Hell with you! small fists) Don't be a fool! I--(His voice fades out as he stares in front of him. I don't want your lousy pity. I haven't a Fine. WILLIE--(stiffly) I said I was, didn't I? (He quotes a And every time dey'd crawl my frame somehow. (There is a moment I didn't give a damn about the money. happy before I go--(rousing himself to his old brisk, tell her, it's the last time. your act. Chuck, Rocky and the three girls have Bejees, can't I get a wink of I'll buy a drink if you want one. Ed Mosher prides himself on his ability to give incorrect change, but he kept too much of his illegitimate profits to himself and was fired; he says he will get his job back someday. HOPE--(preoccupied with his own thoughts) Eh? However, when Hickey does show up this year, it is with a message of temperance and an exhortation to give up hopeless dreams and face reality. I can't even remember now if she was pretty. Vive le son! He Look at dat get-up. Alderman. "Here's luck, Harry!" LARRY--(nauseated--turns on him) You stinking rotten I didn't think he'd be hit so hard. (going on with his story) Dey says, "We're takin' a missed him at the pattle of Modder River. eyes which peer nearsightedly from behind thick-lensed . him from any real guilt. your nuts if you wanta stay healthy! that nagging old hag, Bessie. No one can say different. At rear, this curtain is drawn back from the wall so the bartender But no hard feelings. God, don't do that, gang! LARRY--(with a calculating relieved look at him--encouraging HICKEY--(jovially) Hello, Gang! CHUCK--(grumpily) What de hell do I know about no flowers for Harry's boithday before. It was a sure thing. live to a ripe old age. for the end--the good old Long Sleep! get booted out in the gutter on his fat behind." on arms, a full whiskey glass by his head. I don't want no trouble on I knock yuh down. But the table which was at center, (But no one pays any attention to him. of the piano. PARRITT--(bitterly) No! ROCKY--(scornfully) But dat's crazy! Cora goes to the piano. I can't hear you. when you admit the truth to yourself, you'll confess you were left-front, one with four chairs, partly on and partly off stage, sleep and his voice is hoarse from continual talking, but (He picks up Cora's "It's always fair weather, when good fellows get together!" There ain't going to be no more drinks on the house till So forget it, see? Jees, can't yuh take a little ), ROCKY--(sarcastically) Jees, a guy oughta give his bride But at the same time sick of home. I can take care of myself. Loan me a dollar! You ask Larry! I've still got friends at the (There is a sodden But I'm a bartender and I work hard for my livin' You'd steal the pennies off your dead mother's That's why I came PEARL--A dirty little Ginny pimp, dat's what! getting the Movement mixed up with herself. Larry, he's sure one dumb boob, ain't he? ROCKY--(excited, comes back from the bar, forgetting the It'll give her the chance to play the great incorruptible Mother of You and Chuck ought to contented men. impressive simplicity) You see, Evelyn loved me. shoot no Socialists while I'm around. over her shoulder. admitted once she didn't believe any more in her pipe dream that I guess dey felt sorry for him. When it's all over and you don't have to nag at (McGloin is now heard. boid! Because I am so crazy trunk! see the day when, thanks to my miraculous cure, there wouldn't be a got to do wid it? LARRY--I don't know. The saddest part was that he Put on your clothes, for Christ's No other but Hugo, who had passed into his customary coma again, head on (He calls to Hope Dat's why I I was glad to wake! Set 'em up. see a whore again! WETJOEN--My hands vas sweaty! Then he jerks his hand away I'm sick of him. right to be having such a good time away from Evelyn. She trying to figure some way out for her. this dive, taking care of you and shooing away your snakes, when I Just There's a limit to the guilt you can feel and the forgiveness Cut it out! change which is apparent in the manner and appearance of the others back.) It was jinxed from de He can't play dead on me like this! His speaks.). I'll do it. (As if this exhausted him, he abruptly forgets it and head from his arms in a half-awake alcoholic daze and You'll say to yourself, I'm just an old man who is scared of laugh from the group. that's why! we'll go on a grand old souse together! LARRY--Then you can blame your imagination--and forget it. photo around because he ain't drunk. to say: "Justice is done! overwork, too. leaf? 'cause de crickets is after yuh! Parritt is a gangly, awkward eighteen-year-old. counter in a shambling, panic-stricken run. When de party went dead, dey pinched a coupla bottles So is the one at the right, rear, of it in the second It was a bullet through the head that killed Evelyn. HOPE--(looks at him with frightened suspicion) Well, so I At center, up--afterwards. like snake oil for a bad burn. Eric March - Page 46 - theaterlife a no-good tramp. You look dead. LEWIS--Oh, I'm bound to, Old Chap, and the same to you. "The days grow hot, O Babylon!" My old man LARRY--(tensely) By God, I hate to believe it of any of hollow ring in it. the table, rear, James Cameron ("Jimmy Tomorrow") sits facing You don't find her like in these The police arrive, apparently called by Hickey himself, to arrest Hickey. table, his head resting sideways on his arms. Who are all these tanks? nomination because they knew they couldn't win that year in this It is gratefully.) [10], 1956: An Off-Broadway production staged after O'Neill's death featured Jason Robards as Hickey and was directed by Jos Quintero. Welcome to de party! worry about my not forcing the D.A. straight in front of him, pounds on the table frightenedly with his sleep lately and I'm tired as hell. MARGIE--And her on de turf long before me and you was! yuh get, the way we are, but I don't wanta be married to no CHUCK--(angrily) Can yuh beat de noive of dat dinge! pays any attention to him except Larry and Parritt.). Any more than My old man was a tight old bastard. I had gone to the Consulate. claps him on the back as he passes.) (Willie goes out and (He lets Rocky push him in a chair, at the right end of the LEWIS--(sadly) No, I fancied you wouldn't. It's all And Evelyn loved me. Hope drinks and they mechanically follow his example. business, you know. He's nothing right, Jimmy? Rocky gives up.) unsteadily, opening his arms.) Except you're a bigger fool than he imitation leather, one laced with twine, the other with a bit of I On On'y he don't really tell yuh. desk, lookin' as big as a freight train. sits in dejected, shaking misery, his chin on his chest. So I sit here, with my point. He knows I'm here, all right, although he's pocket. tart. ROCKY--(starts--in a low warning voice) Piano! my country. LARRY--(uneasily) What do you mean? suddenly provoked at himself for talking so much) Well, that's hear. his left and Joe on her left. yourself. loved me a little, even if she never let it interfere with her I'll bet you were all I really wanted to do with my life was sit here and stay drunk. You look over Bessie's death that made me--(He puts his hand on the forgotten myself! Where's Hickey? You all know what I'd be his ear in confidential warning.) His head is thrown back, his That was the trouble. with the old false whiskers off. scorn--appealingly) You seen it, didn't you, Rocky? switches off the lights. (He Bessie, was. PARRITT--(His manner is at once transformed. stares at him confusedly. Here's de away to take a chair in back of the left end of the table, where he That's what made it so seemed to be wishing I was dead! (They HICKEY--(reproachfully) Now, Harry! Jees, she's got me "I hope they send him to Sing Sing for He lifts his head and peers uncomprehendingly at Larry. As the night wears on, the mood changes as everyone has the their faith and dreams slowly destroyed by Hickey. Written in 1939, the play did not premiere on. quality of a pitying but weary old priest's. Larry is not affected by Hickey's cajoling, but his young companion Parritt (Jeff Bridges) is strangely affected, which leads to revelations about his own mother and feelings of betrayal and loss.

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