Think, pig!

What do we do now?
Wait
But while we're waiting?
What about hanging ourselves?
Hmm, it'd give us an erection.
An erection?
With all that follows. Where it falls mandrakes grow,. That's why they shriek when you pull them up. Did you not know that?
Let's hang ourselves immediately!

*teh hat swappage*

Let's go
We can't
Why not?
We're waiting for Godot

Calm...Calm... The English say cawm

Yes, now I remember, yesterday evening we spent blathering about nothing in particular. That's been going on now for half a century.

Have you not done tormenting me with your accursed time! Its abominable! When! When! One day we were born, one day we shall die, the same day, the same second, is that not enough for you?
They give birth astride a grave, the light gleams an instant, then its night once more.

Mr. Godot told me to tell you that he could not come today. But surely tomorrow.

I cant go on like this.
Thats what you think.
If we parted? That might be better for us.
We'll hang ourselves tomorrow. Unless Godot comes.
And if he comes?
We'll be saved.
Well, shall we go?
Pull on your trousers.
What?
Pull on your trousers.
You want me to pull off my trousers?
Pull ON your trousers.
True!
Well, shall we go?
Yes. let's go.