(from a 2009 production of Endgame at The American Repertory Theatre, Cambridge, MA)
Hamm: Do you remember when you came here?
Clov: No, Too small, you told me.
Hamm: Do you remember your father.
Clov (wearily): Same answer.
You’ve asked me these questions millions of times.
Hamm: I love the old questions
(With fervour.) All the old questions, the old answers,
there’s nothing like them!
(Pause.) It was I was a father to you.
(He looks at Hamm fixedly):
This was that for me.
— Samuel Beckett, Endgame. Grove Press, 1958, p. 38