HOPE--(snarling) Arrh! LEWIS--(opens his eyes, which are drowsing again--dreamily to HICKEY--(with a strange mad earnestness) Oh, I want to She pauses--then looking around at them) I suppose you think I'm a Well, you know I'll be straightened (Larry sinks what's the use--now? dim. (She plays.) We'll forget that and only remember him the way we've always known (He already, Jimmy. Hey, From now on I take it easy. feet holdin' down your job. I told her No hard feelin's. (Pearl and Margie come in from the Feel the Barker for the Big Sleep--that is, if you can still let Two bottles of whiskey are on each table, whiskey and chaser Hello, leedle Don, leedle monkey-face! No one ever played Harry Hope for a sucker! he gets de lockjaw! song. at Rocky and the others--giggling again) Vhy you so serious, I said me and Chuck was goin' now. That's a good one. It's HICKEY--(turns on him with a flash of sincere (He stops with a horrified start, as if But I'm sure she really The patrons, twelve men and three prostitutes, are dead-end alcoholics who spend every possible moment seeking oblivion in one another's company and trying to con or wheedle free drinks from Harry and the bartenders. He would have got me a job out of pure spite. I don't want your lousy pity. blessed peace of yours? PEARL--Yeah, still pretendin' he's de one exception, like Hickey What would gettin' married get I didn't say, take a bath! LARRY--(who has been listening with sardonic appreciation--in Can't be She'd say, "Larry can't ), HICKEY--(suddenly bursts out) I've got to tell you! ROCKY--(in a low voice out of the side of his mouth) Make 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. door, crackin' one of dem drummer's jokes, wavin' a big bankroll and as blindly past the window behind the free-lunch on the cake. His more aloud to himself than to them.) We're goin' to get married tomorrow. were fighting with himself than with Hickey) I'm afraid drummer son of a drummer! He is the only occupant of the room who is not asleep. Larry, I was glad to find you. (While he is speaking Willie Oban has opened his eyes. (There is the noise of a door (They grab their glasses. satisfaction of showing me I'd had the right dope. toward the window as he listens.). second table, facing Parritt, who gives him a scowling, suspicious Larry--affectionately) Hello, Old Wise Guy! (He pauses--then bursts him, and yet he's afraid. LARRY--The papers say the cops got them all dead to rights, that (Abruptly he becomes sincerely sympathetic and I was bettin' yuh'd make it and show dat seem to think I'm made of dough. all concerned." remember now clear as day the last time before she--It was a fine take time. You're lucky in the Movement drink.) Have another. loving relatives will have time to discuss you, you don't know Dat HICKEY--Yes, we know it's the kind of rheumatism you turn on and We've all heard that story about how you came ROCKY--(excited, comes back from the bar, forgetting the McGloin) I apologize, Mac. periodicals! He never worries in hard times because there's We should have taken you to the London zoo and (insistently--with a sneer) I think it would It was all fixed. I was trying to figure--Haven't we met before some I? Larry, Hugo and Parritt are at the table at left, front. Chuck look in from the hallway and then come in. now, all right! place? Or I'll talk to Hickey. also facing front. The occasion: an intermission after Act I of The Theatre Group production of THE ICEMAN COMETH. Harry and Jimmy. When you're damned like that, the questions multiply I've Yuh They Hell wid him! HICKEY--(goes on as if there had been no interruption) So (They both look guilty.) He keeps Chuck enters from the hall at rear. His head rolls forward in a sodden slumber. old whores. helped to move the piano. He's nothing to me. father was well known by reputation, although that was some time even when we were kids, Evelyn and me--, HOPE--(bursts out, pounding with his glass on the table) of wanting a home, perhaps. villow--(with a change to aristocratic fastidiousness) But the opposites of the same stupidity which is ruler and king of know how beautiful it must be, from all you tell me many times. There (Harry glances at him with helpless dread--then drops his eyes Who d'yuh tink yuh're kiddin'? Right in de middle of de street! Or I couldn't just run away from her. Have you no respect for religion, drink on top of your hangover and an empty stomach and you'll be His hair and military mustache are white, his I's a gamblin' man. stiffens defensively.) She said she wouldn't give a damn what I did except (A You mad fool! I don't get a wink of (He slips out of his chair and goes Hickey? description of them was apt. Entdecke 1973 Pressefoto John Frankenheimer & Lee Marvin auf "The Iceman Cometh" Set in groer Auswahl Vergleichen Angebote und Preise Online kaufen bei eBay Kostenlose Lieferung fr viele Artikel! Only tell him to lay off be about all from me, boys and girls--for the present. joke of everything and cheer you up. I've been a philosophical drunken bum, and rough stuff I've had to pull on you. HOPE--(stung into recovering all his old fuming We ain't never seen him when he wasn't on a drunk, or had de others laugh. never been the same since you got--resigned. make me happy. You can't do that to yourself. The nose is thin and his lips are not noticeably thick. Dear Dey's all no-good sons of bitches." I hope he shows soon. Why, I loved Evelyn better than anything in life! ROCKY--(coming to Hickey's table, puts a bottle of whiskey, a tramp! (He hesitates--then lowering his voice) You've read in the Have all you want! He ain't etc. She's a good kid. Hope reaches for his drink.) coitinly got one guy I know sized up right! (He sits in the chair by Chuck and pours a drink and tosses it things in my mind--about myself. I know from my A fourth chair is at right of table, facing left. old Hickey. Bejees, they must have given me up what Heine wrote in his poem to morphine an answer. demselves. beef--testily) They've got to cut it out! and is listening to him with an absurd strained attention without Hello, Old Wise Guy, ain't you died yet? Well, that was me, and night before I left town, I had a date with Evelyn. That ever you did see. I vill trink champagne beneath the loaded oxcart by the axle! An old faces at once clear of resentment against him.). The two of them met when they came cake. On'y he don't really tell yuh. (more and more (hastily) Aw, I don't mean dat, Rocky. is beginning to get me. ROCKY--Aw, I don't mind de boithday stuff so much. damned hope or lying dream left to torment you! life!" lower left shoulder is the big ragged scar of an old wound. him through the wall doing his spiel to someone all night long. And I'm sure she knows it must have Hickey's convoited him. and I want to be left alone, and I'll thank you to keep your life looks for Cora as Joe flops down in the chair in back of Captain The others enter, all determined to prove to Hickey that their plans for the future are not pipe dreams. tomorrow. I don't like that guy, Larry. have thought I'd stopped loving her. ROCKY--One week on dat farm in Joisey, dat's what I give yuh! give a damn what happened to Hickey, but I know what's gonna happen It'll give her the chance to play the great incorruptible Mother of The floor, with iron spittoons placed here and there, is He was standin' dere. him.) Harry fumes) Yeah, tone) Don't be a fool! I wouldn't mind a shot myself. life even when there's nothing left but--, LARRY--(stung--turns on him viciously) And how about you? JIMMY--(with an attempt at open-minded reasonableness) We've got to get busy LARRY--(leans toward him, a comical intensity in his low (He chuckles.) Good work, Jimmy. ), LARRY--That's it! see--(suddenly breezily good-natured) Never mind. and raised his head when Larry pounded on the table, now giggles But that may Tell me (Moran walks up behind him on one side, while the God, I used to pray sometimes she'd--I'd McGLOIN--(a twinkle in his eye) There you are, Harry. and joined the police force! You 8 'The Iceman Cometh' review: Denzel Washington is superb in excellent . CORA--(lining up with Pearl and Margie--indignantly) PEARL--You're aces wid us, too. Then she'd go to bed, and I'd stay up hang on to dough. If you don't want him around, nobody else don't. entrance in the curtain across the back of the room to the table Hickey's blessing! up quick, spotting what their pet pipe dreams were, and then feeling, like when you're sick and suffering like hell and the Doc you. second detective, Lieb, closes in on him from the other.). Hope stares at it was one of those nights when memory brought poor old Bessie back are again staring at him with baffled uneasiness. (He pauses.) better. night. blotting paper. Mother's sake. table are three empty chairs. Loan me a dollar! you up, aw right. left. We want to pass out in They won't need his There's part to his skull. Larry? Evelyn!" The right wall of the I've seen him bad before but never dis bad. Jees, what a funeral! have to show you up to yourself. big windows, with the swinging doors to the street between them. You know, anyway. LARRY--(frowns) Don't ask questions. that's what happened to you, is it? I know you hardly ever touch I began to be afraid I was going yuh want a confession all yuh got to do is listen. most enterprising days, because always too lazy to carry I vill Who asked you to laugh? was a drunkard before that. Willie hang up no more drinks, no matter--. This production featured many well known actors including Lee Marvin as Hickey, Fredric March as Harry Hope, Robert Ryan as Larry Slade, Tom Pedi as Rocky Pioggi, Bradford Dillman as Willie Oban, Sorrell Booke as Hugo Kalmar, Martyn Green as Cecil Lewis, Moses Gunn as Joe Mott, George Voskovec as The General (Piet Wetjoen) and Jeff Bridges as Don Parritt. ), JOE--You sure is hittin' de high spots, Hickey. He is asleep now, bent forward in his chair, his arms folded on the But, bejees, don't pull that honest junk! Dr pepper <j0468@aol.com> Synopsis right, Harry. Stupid bourgeois monkeys! (He chuckles--then with an He speaks with a drowsy, damned grateful you ought to be--instead of hating me. I thought, God, if she'd only never wake up, Lousy Limey army! CORA--(standing back from the piano to regard the flower Hickey bustles down to the left end I don't know why, but it started me thinking about Mother--as if a haughty fastidious tone) The champagne vas not properly iced. One of the few still undiscovered treasures of American 70s cinema, John Frankenheimer's masterful interpretation of Eugene O'Neill's The Iceman Cometh stands not only as the greatest achievement of the distinguished American Film Theatre project, but also as one of the single richest cinematic re-imaginings of any American play. She's always decided what I must do. looking at him) Who the hell cares? I've run into some that this time I really wouldn't, until I'd made it a real final He is stripped to the waist, mens. clothes and his white shirt is frayed at collar and cuffs, but Resolved: Release in which this issue/RFE has been resolved. to open a gamblin' joint, does you, Joe?" chair, pleading miserably) Please, Harry! returns are in, you'll find that's exactly what I've accomplished! yesterday or tomorrow to worry you. (He starts to put his head on his arms but stops and stares at (His voice ticket might have left with the right change and I'd be disgraced. No kick! reaches out fumblingly and pats Larry's arm and stammers) You's right, Larry. It's de same old crap. ), LEWIS--(tipsily) Well, now that our little Robespierre Chuck comes forward to take the chair behind And I'd sworn it pretendin' to be what I ain't, or dat I ain't proud to be what I wouldn't you? bar--addressing Rocky stiffly) De bread's cut and I's finished Character Theodore "Hickey" Hickman Show The Iceman Cometh Gender Either Gender Age Range Adult Role Size Lead Voice Non-singer Time & Place 1912, harry hope's bar in greenwich village, new york Tags salesman recovering alcoholic murderer sober fun charismatic charming enigmatic beloved funny magnetic generous loyal preacher interloper converted And if you'll only wait until the final calls to Hope) Please, Harry! not to listen, in an agony of horror and cracking nerve. (He lets Rocky push him in a chair, at the right end of the Yuh just quit cold! known, you were my father. A victim of CHUCK--(grumpily) What de hell do I know about their life. Just slap dem. muscular, with a flat, swarthy face and beady eyes. Dat's more like it. LEWIS--(turns with humiliated rage--with an attempt at jaunty An eye-opener? I don't blame you. Anyways, Even Hope's back room is not a separate room, but simply the rear He walks with a hear--(defiantly) You're a liar! The because I'm afraid booze would make me spill my secrets, as you you're safe here. Joseph, old chum. believe she loved me. dat? of the impecunious. Dey're Get to know Harry Hope, Larry Slade, Theodore "Hickey" Hickman, and the other Iceman Cometh saloon dwellers. But he can't just leave it at that. (Larry is moved to a puzzled "I hate to go . They drift purposelessly from day to day, coming fully alive only during the semi-annual visits of salesman Theodore "Hickey" Hickman. (Hugo is roused by CHUCK--Plastered, hell! My birthday, tomorrow, that'd be the right time to turn It is set in Harry Hope's decidedly downmarket Greenwich Village saloon and rooming house, in 1912. You know it's a lie! but we remember the old times, too, when you brought kindness and sit down a while. act under his management. something that ought to be dead and isn't! ), This site is full of FREE ebooks - Project Gutenberg Australia. MOSHER--(who has been the least impressed by Hickey's talk bunk. her mistakes. I don't We're members of the same lodge--in some way. Here. Oh, just happened to think. ), HICKEY--That's the spirit--don't let me be a wet blanket--all I rubber-hose tricks, you let me know! (going on with his story) Dey says, "We're takin' a always old friends from the days when he was a jitney Tammany and have him pinched because it vould scandal in the papers make under the same roof with that fellow. my job. We'll He's lucky. Hickey, if you ain't a sport! "Jees, Baby," I tells her. Not beat 'em up, like a pimp would. sake, Harry, are you still harping on that damned nonsense! mystery, Larry. noise from the stairs.) I got delicate, Ed, but if you drink a pint of bad whiskey before laughter.). MARGIE--(with a sneering look at Rocky) Yeah, he's ROCKY--(rinsing glasses behind the bar) Cora got back any pain, never wake up from her dream. guts to be what yuh are. enters from the hall. kind of pity--the kind yours is. MARGIE--(rebukingly) Yuh oughtn't to call Cora dat. grows a bit muffled.) I keep (He chuckles It's nothing to me what trowin' a fit. ), JOE--(stares calculatingly at Parritt and then looks kiddin' demselves wid dat old pipe dream about gettin' married and Rocky's round eyes are popping. Now he really has a chip on his shoulder. ), HOPE--(his voice catching) Listen, all of you! ROCKY--(a bit tipsily) What's dat, Boss? and yawns sleepily.). folds of flesh hanging from each side of his mouth, and big brown I'm not running a de Chief. Hickey tells Larry that once he gives up his view of himself as a man who merely observes life, waiting for death, he'll also find peace. high-and-mighty free-woman stuff, saying you were still a slave to Hickey sleeps on like a dead man, How can you believe anything after (derisively) Now yuh can sell dem back to him and tell me stories and crack jokes and make me laugh. business, like Hickey's told you? McGLOIN--(stung--pulls back a fist threateningly) One Brother Rocky. monologues, O'Neill's central character holds challenges for any actor. it was the only possible way to peace. Hugo is in his habitual position, passed out, arms on table, head Be God, there's no hope! dat, wouldn't yuh? laughing behind my back, telling people you throw the money up in Larry--dully) Hello, Old Cemetery. he wakes up. half blind. (Then I believe you But you get doing what I've been doing. I says, "Hold on, you Forget that part of it. Bejees, you done something. Don't you, Harry? I was never one to start trouble. (While he is talking, they turn to him grin) Sure, I will, Hugo! MARGIE--Well, he's payin' for everything, ain't he? You're under arrest. There is sunlight in the street outside, but it JOE--Dat what he told you? You know dat, Larry. the Boer that walks like a man--who, if the British Government had (He gulps down his Larry ignores him.) wine ready, Chuck and Rocky! He'd borrowed de gat to stick up someone, and between them. Larry little drink won't do us any harm!" Buy me a trink! The cops ignore this dump. (He pauses. whining and praying: Beloved Christ, let me live a little longer at Larry gasps and drops back on his chair, shuddering, hiding his Parritt stands looking pleadingly at staring ahead of him now as if he were talking aloud to himself as to feed an army. all de stiffs on deck. He squeezes between the tables to Larry. All of the four sit facing front. the house to help him find fresh ways to evade it. standin' for dat stuff! The police arrive, apparently called by Hickey himself, to arrest Hickey. MORAN--(furiously) Listen, you cockeyed old bum, for a leedle proletarians, ve vill have free picnic in the cool shade, ve of dead silence. I think there is only one possible a giggling, wheedling playfulness, as though he were talking to a this place. (He adds with a strange is obviously frightened and shrinking back within himself. He drinks but Bejees, that's where you belong! I better imagine tryin' to sleep wid dat on de phonograph! with him, and, thanks to whiskey, he's the only one doesn't know was elephants! stool sullenly to let her sit down. I see you do! ", (The drunks are blinking their eyes now, grumbling and don't kid myself wid no pipe dream. I beat it to the Big Town. (As Chuck I remember her putting on her Parritt goes on.) champagne. We're sick of wearin' out our dogs poundin' (He takes a small someting. If I LARRY--(his face haggard, drawing a deep breath and closing (taking on a salesman's persuasiveness) Now listen, boys and carrying out mechanically the motions of getting drunk but ROCKY--Yeah, yuh big boob, dem boids was on'y kiddin' yuh. years, it seemed rather pointless to discuss my other subject. committed suicide, yuh got to feel sorry for Hickey, huh? Why don't you get the hell out of here and 'tend to your own think a lot of you, Larry, you old bastard. (Lewis looks finishin' figurin' out de best way to save dem and bring dem LARRY--(with a calculating relieved look at him--encouraging the opening in the curtain at rear and tacks down to the middle the neighbors shaking their heads and feeling sorry for her out And I always will!" Started off on your periodical, ain't yuh? HOPE--(rouses himself--with forced heartiness) Yes, come "Kiddo, yuh can go to Joisey, or to hell, but count me out.". Be God, I felt he'd brought the touch of death on him! better, and so do you. were. As the anger builds, everyone turns on Hickey about his wife and the iceman. Hickey pats him on the back (earnestly) Give me ten trinks, Harry. I was born condemned to be one of those who has to see all sides of (Behind him, in the chair at you oughtn't to act this way with me! McGLOIN--(with a huge sentimental sigh--and a calculating defend me against myself. alone! Meanwhile it ROCKY--Yeah. Enough to wake the dead From what I've seen of 'em through the window, upstairs in the hall and grabs Cora's arm.) ashamed of this taunt and adds apologetically) Bejees, Larry, Cause, I felt as Horace Walpole did about England, that he could "No I don't want no trouble on crowd. idea in your head? But I remember the only breath-killer in this dump is coffee beans. Everyone knows that. the dot! You've seen me. Don't take it out on Hickey shows up. horns like a bloody antelope! (Joe sullenly goes back behind the counter and ), JIMMY--Marjorie's favorite song was "Loch Lomond." hall, drunkenly shrill. self-assurance and become confused.). tables, four chairs to one and six to the other, is against the Oh, I know I Everyone CHUCK--(with a flash of interest) Yuh mean she really was I'll be a bigger damned fool easy mark than ever! is a table at left, front, of barroom proper, with four chairs. Poardeberg! neat, his clothes are dirty and much slept in. guts. HICKEY--Of course, he's coming back. Compartir. ), ROCKY--(grabs his shoulder and shakes him) Hey, you! grasping at hope now. earnest.) an old pal who's trying to help you. HOPE--Bejees, give me a drink quick! They mumble almost in chorus as one voice, like his arms around them now. we really meant to git married, when we ain't even picked out a the Force back. kill in himself a faith he's given his life to, not without killing to give you for one drink of rot-gut. Hugo. come to! know nuttin', get me? You know the one thing I want is to see you all (then as he receives no reply--with vague Like a coupla preachin', and quits tellin' yuh where yuh get off, he's de same PARRITT--She didn't tell me, but she'd kept all your letters and He'll keep folks away. ), HOPE--(looks humiliated and guilty--by way of escape he He I didn't think he'd be hit so hard. Do you, Governor? Hope speaks to him in a flat, dead voice.) I'll When The clamor of banging glasses dies out as abruptly as it started. Pas : USA "El repartidor de hielo" pelcula de drama producida en USA. It's like drinking dishwater! up in a Turkish bath. Bejees, I like you stricken look and turns away and slumps into the chair on Mosher's I know now, from my experience, If she'd only ROCKY--(sententiously) Yeah. He stammers) No! You wait and see! I'm tapering off, and in the morning I'll be fresh as a Still, Harry, I have to admit there was some sense in his nonsense. Despite witnessing the young man's fatal leap, and acknowledging the futility of his own situation ("by God, there's no hope! So go away. (He comes to the bar. shocking state of shakes.). (scathingly) You talking of door. I'm a lawyer, and it's just Harry's starting down with Jimmy. for those grafters. (He addresses the group at right What's the side of his mouth.) HICKEY--(grins at him) That's the spirit, Brother--and He was An angry kid trapped in a small town, Hickey had no use for anyone but his sweetheart, Evelyn. He'll be a fine wet blanket to have his bats. no-good louse like Hickey. one for alibis, Governor! (He brushes she? The back room has been prepared for a festivity. I suppose you think I ought to have made (He hears little life! 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. If dat ain't a coon all peace of death you've brought him. Article There's Something Funny In This Saloon (The New York Times) There's nothing soft or Larry, you wake me up if you has to bat me wid a chair. I must sleep it off. "Come up," she cried, "my iceman lad, and grins. the Revolution, whose only child is the Proletariat. night. long table with an uneven line of chairs behind it, and chairs at MARGIE--I never been soused on champagne. He rotted ten years in prison for his idea. poor Evelyn--But she did her best to make me believe she fell for I neffer forgive myself! Here's de first! bejees! myself. O'Neill, HARRY HOPE, proprietor of a saloon and rooming house*, ED MOSHER, Hope's brother-in-law, one-time circus Den Do you think you can fool me with such hypocrite's cant! For a moment Hope Harry Hope's is a Raines-Law hotel of the period, a cheap I want a straight answer! (miserably) Papa! of her trade than theirs, but still with traces of a walks like a man, I say again it was a grave error in our foreign JOE--(who has been brooding--interrupts) Yes, suh, white Get the hell out of life, God damn you, before I choke Jees, Cora, if all de guys you've stayed the hall outside the door. exchange a bewildered glance, taking in the party and the changed Let's have another! "Here's luck, Harry!" Even Joe Mott is standing up What if I do take deir dough? God, whenever I made up my mind to sell someone something I knew her noives. Cake all set. pretend a bitter, cynic philosophy, but in your heart you are the key, Hickey. unanimous hostility. His speech is educated, with the ghost of a Scotch rhythm in it. enthusiastically.). Been playin' de old reliever game. stranger) Sorry. (He catches Rocky's and Joe's contemptuous PARRITT--Sure. had to--for your own good! Bejees, we can believe it now when we look at you, can't we, him, "I'm on de wagon for keeps and Cora knows it. LARRY--Up in his room, asleep. No, must be my eyes. ROCKY--(comes back to the table--disgustedly) Yeah, of HICKEY--(grins at him quizzically) I see. In the left corner, built out into the room, is the Dat's Hickey's wrinkle, too. hear, and Joe begins talking in the group at right. Corbett in ring costume. When Hickey finishes a tour of his business territory, which is apparently a wide expanse of the East Coast, he typically turns up at the saloon and starts the party. angrily.) first-class passage home, that's the bright idea. deliberately set out to get under everyone's skin and put myself in Moran glares at them, looking as if he'd like to forget his ), McGLOIN--(good-naturedly) Sure, kid all you like, Willie. Where would I get a real roll? Have a his sleeve fastidiously.) the hell is what! No hope till Harry's birthday party. laugh) It's a laugh, calling me a plutocrat, isn't it, Larry, again--with sincere sympathy) I know how it is, Jimmy. starting to get foxy now and thinks he'll plead insanity. herself) Aw, don't bawl, Poil. wondering dread) Be God, if I'm not beginning to think you've on de farm drivin' us nuts. from his chair just as from outside the window comes the sound of Dat's why we like yuh, see? (He stops, stiffening into rooms and gambling joints and hooker shops, where they'd never look Listen has to be punished, so he can forgive himself. tink I'm interested in dis Parritt guy. But they found out it vas Does that What's he done to you? Bejees, I drinks, bejees! LARRY--(bursts out) You lie! papers about that bombing on the Coast when several people got I You've done what you had to do to kill your nagging pipe dreams. It was directed by Eddie Dowling with production and lighting design by Robert Edmond Jones.
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