Digital Manuscript ProjectKrapp's Last Tape / La Dernière Bande
 Finally he has an idea, drops banana at his feet, turns
and goes with all the speed he can muster, backstage into darkness. Ten seconds. Loud pop of
cork. Fifteen seconds. He comes back into light carrying an
old ledger and sits down at table. He lays ledger on table,
opes his mouth, wipes his hands on the front of his waistcoat,
brings them smartly together and rubs them.
.). Ah! (He bends o over ledger, turns the pages, finds
the entry he wants, reads.) Box...thrree...spool...five. (He
raises his head and stares front.  With relish.) Spool! (Pause.)
 Spooool! (Happy smile. [⁁] Pause.  He bends over table, starts peering and poking
at the boxes.) Box...thrree...thrree...four...two...(with sur-
prise) nine! good God!...seven...ah! the little rascal! (He
holds up a box between finger and thumb takes up box, peers at it.) Box thrree. (He lays
it on table, opens it and peers at the spools inside.)
(he peers at ledger)...five. (He peers at spools.) Five...five..
ah! the little scoundrel! (He takes out a spool,
holds it up
between gfinger and thumb. peers at it.) Spool five. (He lays it on table,
closes box three, puts it back with the others. He takes up
spool.) Box thrree, spool five. (He bends over machine, looks
up.  With relish.) Spooool! (Happy
smile.) smile. [0058|001] Pause. He bends,
loads spool on machine, rubs his hands.)
 (He peers at
ledger. Reading entry at foot of page.) Mother at rest at last
...The black ball...(He raises his head, stares blankly front.
 Puzzled.) Black ball?...[0067|001] (Pause He peers again at ledger, reads.)
 The dark n
yurse...(He raises his head, broods, peers again at
sSlight Iimprovement in bowel condition...Memorable...what?
 (He peers closer.) Equinox, memorable equinox.
 (He raises his
head, stares blankly front.) Memorable equinox?...(Pause.  He
shrugs his shoulders, peers again at ledger, reads.) Farewell
to - (he turns the page) - love.
 He raises his head, broods, bends over machine, switches it on
and assumes listening posture, i.e. leaning forward, elbows on
table, hand cupping ear towards machine, face front.)
 [⁁] (Strong voice, rather pompous, clearly Krapp's at a much earlier time).
 Thirty-nine today, sound as a - (Settling himself more comfort-
ably he knocks one of the boxes off the table, curses, switches off,
sweeps boxes and ledger violently to the ground, winds tape
back to beginning, switches on,
eresumes posture.) Thirty-nine
today, sound as a
...(hesitates)...whistle bell, apart from my old
weakness, and intellec
utually I have now every reason to sus-
pect at the...(hesitates)...crest of
my powers the wave - or½
 Celebrated the awful occasion, as in recent
years, quietly at the Winehouse. Not a soul. Sat before the
fite fire with closed eyes, separating the grain from the
chaff husks. Jotted down a few notes, on the back of an envelope.
 Good to be back in my den, in my old rags. Have just eaten I
aet to say three bananas and only with difficulty refrained
from a fourth. Fatal things for a man with my condition. [⁁] (
violently Vehemently) [⁁]
 Cut 'em
out! out! (Pause.) The new light above my table is a great
improvement. With all this darkness round me I feel less alone.
 (Pause.) In a way. (Pause.) I love to get up and move about in
it, then back here to...(hesitates)...me. (Pause.) Krapp.
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Krapp's Last Tape / La Dernière Bande module © 2015 Samuel Beckett Digital Manuscript Project.
Editors: Dirk Van Hulle and Vincent Neyt