Digital Manuscript ProjectKrapp's Last Tape / La Dernière Bande
I have now every reason to suspect at the...(hesitates)...
crest of the wave - or thereabouts. Celebrated the awful
occasion, as in recent years, quietly at the Winehouse. Not
a soul. Sat before the fire with closed eyes, separating
the grain from the husks. Jotted down a few notes, on the
back of an envelope. Good to be back in my den, in my old
 Have just eaten I regret to say three bananas and
only with difficulty refrained from a fourth. Fatal things
for a man with my condition. (Vehemently.) Cut 'em out!
 (Pause.) This new light above my table is a great improve-
ment. 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.
 Extraordinary silence this evening, I strain my ears and
do not hear a sound. Old Miss McGlome always
isings at this
hour. But not tonight. Songs of her girlhood, she says.
 Hard to think of her as a girl. Wonderful woman though.
 Connaught, I fancy. (Pause.) Shall I sing
at her age, when
I am her age, if I ever am? No. (Pause.) Did I sing as a
boy? No. (Pause.) Did I ever sing? No.
 Just been listening to an old year, passages at random.
 I did not check in the book, but it must be at least ten
or twelve years ago. At that time I think I
must hav was
still living on and off with Bianca in Kedar Street. Well
out of that, Jesus yes! Hopeless business. (Pause.) Not
much about her, apart from a tribute to her eyes. Very
warm. I suddenly saw them again. (Pause.) Incomparable!
 Ah well...(Pause.) These old P.M.s are gruesome, but I
often find them - (Krapp switches off, broods, switches on)
- a help before embarking on a new...(hesitates)...retro-
spect. Hard to believe I was ever that young whelp. The
voice! Jesus! And the aspirations! (Brief laugh in which
Krapp joins.) And the resolutions!
 (Brief laugh in which
Krapp joins.) To drink less, in particular. (Brief laugh
of Krapp alone.) Statistics. Seventeen hundred hours, out
of the preceding eight thousand odd, consumed on licensed
premises alone. More than 20%, say 40% of his waking life.
 (Pause.) Plans for a less...(hesitates)...engrossing sexual
life. Last illness of his father.Flagging pursuit of
 Flagging pursuit of
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