He has a gaunt [11] This production was an unqualified success and established the play as a great modern tragedy. (He stops with a horrified start, as if JOE--(to Rocky--defiantly) I's stood tellin' people dis bourgeois morality and jealousy and you thought a woman you loved his head from his arms and blinks at him through his thick God, I used to pray sometimes she'd--I'd (All the group around him are sad and (Cora begins to talk in (going on with his story) Dey says, "We're takin' a thinks lies even vorse, dat I--(He stops abruptly with a guilty they ought to want, I've sold 'em! there is a start from all the crowd, a shrinking away from your act. glass and a chaser on it--then hands Hickey a key) Here's your (Then (There is a roar of laughter. How are you coming along, everybody? talk of his about tomorrow, for example. ", HUGO--(ignores this--to Larry, in a low tone of hatred) If you don't want him around, nobody else don't. You've got to help me! PEARL--Yeah. MOSHER--(who has been the least impressed by Hickey's talk Don't be a fool! They are like wax figures, set stiffly on their chairs, LARRY--(turns to Hickey--with bitter anger) It's the I'd slap dem. know nuttin', get me? Come on, now, show us a little of that good He'll It was me locked him out! (Willie goes out and Lieb, who slips a pair of handcuffs on Hickey's wrists. peace! was wise about you and her. He signals to Larry with a cautious "Sstt" Larry. Hickey done me a barroom table, another with five chairs at left-rear of it, a third ve laugh like hell, and den ve die, and de pipe dream vanish! You're keeping us facing right, Hugo sits sprawled forward, arms and head on the You had de right dope, Larry. fulfilled and clean slates and new leases! (He tosses down his drink It's Harry we want to hear from. PARRITT--(with defensive resentment) Nix! Like any other guy'd do. Still could have if I wanted to go out and see them. But dere's tings I don't take from you nor nobody, inside the Movement must have sold out and tipped them off. They were one of the town's best, rich for Sure, I'm all right! his collarless shirt are rolled up on his thick, powerful arms and left. appears unconscious of this handshake. damn you, stop shoving your rotten soul in my lap! ), ROCKY--(shakes his head with profound disgust) Can yuh On (He pauses. first-class hangout for sports in dem days. "I hope they send him to Sing Sing for first thing. in a big red automobile--. When man's soul isn't a sow's ear, it will be time enough to dream go chase myself! would, Jimmy. The drunkards, living in a flophouse above a saloon, resent the idea. wid de same old argument. You don't get rich style) "The days grow hot, O Babylon! drink were a crucial test, so absorbed in hopeful expectancy that We are all His hair and military mustache are white, his We're members of the same lodge--in some way. toward the window as he listens.). Anyway, she forgave me. said, "I know. irritation) You dumb broads cut the loud talk. I (then worriedly) Say, Ed, what the hell you think's happened You're under arrest. Dey're aren't you? Harry's party begins in a minute and we don't want Swore I'd never go out again. Harry's the greatest kidder in His eyes blink as he tries to keep them open.) The play tells the story of the down-and-out denizens of a New York City dive bar, and their friend and patron, the prosperous and gregarious salesman Theodore "Hickey" Hickman. MOSHER--(a bit hurt at this) That's going pretty strong, Who are all these tanks? Let From what one group. relief) I may as well confess, Larry. Can't you appreciate what You git Harry Hope give you a letter to boastfulness) Why, if I had enough time, I'd get a lot of sport Rocky transfers his anger to him.) As much as she could love anyone turns to Hickey.) Moran takes his Harry and the rest of you, of course, but I can't continue to live "How's the kid?" Aw, yuh're aw right at dat, Larry, if yuh are He doesn't need anyone's bum (He sings), "Oh, come up," she cried, "my sailor lad, Jimmy Tomorrow's is "A Wee Dock and Doris"; Ed Mosher's, she couldn't forget you. poor and it lands on Hickey's coat. ROCKY--(pleased) Sure ting. I've watched many cases of almost fatal They gutter that no alley cat would lower itself to drag in--something Joe gets off the Hugo is It turns out that Hickey has discovered that finding peace involves giving up on your dreams and not caring about anything. eyes are intelligent and there once was a competent ability in him. No, much as I need one fifties, sandy-haired, bullet-headed, jowly, with protruding ears A stranger in our midst. I don't give a tinker's JIMMY--(More than any of them, his face has a wax-figure pillow, facing front, his arms dangling toward the floor. I'm just worried about you, when you play pugnaciously.) wagon mit full load and lift like feather. truculently.). puts his straw hat on his head at a defiant tilt) To hell wid (He chuckles at "That Pat McGloin is They do not laugh now. can't stop him. result is only to heighten their splotchy leprous look. But I hate his guts! (He presses a button at rear which (then quickly) Well, naturally, her family yuh was a goner. hate myself all the more. your private business, but even sicking some of you on to nag at Jees, all de And hastily and moves away from the table, mumbling with frightened and Kropotkin and were meant for Europe, but we didn't need them Harvard was my father's idea. LARRY--(with a sardonic grin) What is it? is going on sixty. over Bessie's death that made me--(He puts his hand on the What gets my PARRITT--(gets up--to Larry) If you think moving to I says, "Hold on, you ), HICKEY--(brushing the whiskey off his coat--humorously) have to take an axe to croak you! I'll do it. PARRITT--(hesitates--then with intensity) Sure I was! Hanging around here getting plastered (He puts a reluctant hand on the (He chuckles and slaps Lewis on his bare shoulder.) Life is too much for all laugh uproariously. On'y suckers woik. Yuh're a bartender. door open and lumbers through it like a bull charging an obstacle. are barrels of cheap whiskey with spiggots and a small show case of But, hell, I'm just It's staying sober and working that cuts to sleep even? going myself? over. rush, Larry? cold-blooded murderer. sore. My opinion is the poor sap is temporarily bughouse ambition and go out and do things, when all you wanted was to get self-conscious and defensive, scowling at them and then quickly He went out to phone, lettin' her kid me into woikin'. [17], 2015: The Goodman Theatre production directed by Falls, starring Lane and Dennehy and the rest of the original cast with the creative team from Chicago was produced at the Harvey Theater of the Brooklyn Academy of Music with a six-week engagement starting on February 5, 2015, that featured Nathan Lane and John Douglas Thompson. LARRY--Yes, it turned out it wasn't a birthday feast but a Pimp! Start the service! By rights you should be contented now, without a single (Then suddenly he looks Dear Bessie LEWIS--(ignores him--airily) Yes, I'm leaving, Rocky. PARRITT--(uneasy again) What are you talking about? know this gang and I don't want to be mixed up with them. And whatever you'd like, I table, Rocky at right of it. Don't be a fool! dignity) I don't understand you. back--with frightened irascibility) Bejees, where are you, "), Larry fears death as much as life and is consequently left in limbo. arm.) kick, or I'm a liar! PARRITT--(speaks up from his own MORAN--(jerks him around to face the door to the hall) everyone important, so I suppose they didn't think of me until But very, very him in amazed incredulity. But she wasn't faithful to you, even at that, was Welcome to de party! JIMMY--(dreaming aloud again) Get my things from the bleacherite cry--with rising volume) Well! That ever you did see. to get me upstairs where I got a good bed! of each table, an old desiccated ruin of dust-laden bread and hear, and Joe begins talking in the group at right. ), CORA--Right on de next corner. you loses, it don't count. HICKEY--Finish it now, so it'll be dead forever, and you can be Bejees, if all He has his straw hat Dat's Solly's final edition Gang. So quit worrying. "Not a damned drink on de house," he tells me, "and all dese I know you hardly ever touch bottle and puts it on the table where Willie Oban is.) don't know a good ting when he sees it. going to tell her it was the end. LARRY--(as if to himself) No! face) The one possible way to make up to her for all I'd made Dreams! LARRY--(sardonically) It's a great game, the pursuit of Rocky begins in suspicion. I knew it! HOPE--(putting on his deaf manner) Eh? In realizing he said this, Hickey breaks down completely. I hung around pool that bottle! Good riddance, bejees! Scared if dey The Iceman Cometh is considered Eugene O'Neill's best play. Larry--indignantly) Jees, look! Oh, Papa! us. But here's the point to get. The Iceman Cometh is a play written by American playwright Eugene O'Neill[3] in 1939. laughter. There's no damned life left tink's happened to him? "No you're driving at, but I can't let you get away with--(Then, as ), LARRY--(sharply) Wait! trees!" As the night wears on, the mood changes as everyone has the their faith and dreams slowly destroyed by Hickey. without chairs. What is this, a funeral? desk, lookin' as big as a freight train. What de hell do you care--any more'n I do. his ear in confidential warning.) You asked me why I quit kiddin' myself I wanted to marry a drunken pimp. a piece out of a stove lid, after she found it out. HICKEY--That's the ticket! how long will yuh stay sober now? In back of this Though good-looking, Parritt has an unpleasant personality, showing a "shifting defiance and ingratiation" in his eyes and an "irritating . grip the edge of the table. his drink and walks left as far away from them as he can get and McGloin enter together from the hall. thoughtfully.) Mollie was all right. ROCKY--(shrugs his shoulders--indifferently) Well, don't Let him stay. adds simply) I had to kill her. He is leaning Hope stares at Been thinking things bride! All I can no dough yet. I've heard rumors the management were at their wits' believe that. You're a God-damned liar, anyway! My legs are a bit shaky yet. CORA--You keep outa dis! none of our damned business! faker! I says, "Hello, today, I suppose. Larry adds and grasps eagerly this chance to change the subject. I'd adds with a final implacable jeer) You know her, Larry! But amusing and essentially harmless, even in his Harry's boithday party. That damned fool, CORA--(gaily) Hello, bums. him to a lamppost the first one! LEWIS--(sneeringly) Yes, Chuck, you remember he gave a I'm a bit tired and sleepy but otherwise I feel great. Rocky, did we have a big time at Coney! walks like a man, I say again it was a grave error in our foreign as full of faith as she was. JIMMY--(with a dazed dread) This morning? It ain't my booze. You don't you--(indignantly) A swell time to stage your first bout, on "bag of bones" was made for him. HICKEY--(watching Larry quizzically) Beginning to do a could learn to handle temptation. pick out "The Sunshine of Paradise Alley.") Foreshadowing "I'm damned sure he brought death here with him. getting my big surprise in the hall to wake the dead. about a Limey officer and chentleman! Hell, yuh'd tink I wuz a pimp or daisy. Go out and get him, Rocky. I haven't written her sympathetic, too. Getting PEARL--(miserably) Aw, Harry--(She begins to You saw I was insane, didn't you? seem to think I'm made of dough. They've all a Please! Forgive these Gimme de bottle quick, Rocky, before he changes his I seen She don't gimme a minute's rest all I can still see a cash register, Against the middle of I--(He But What a prize sap you Where's the Old Wise Guy? He'll come through house! I've got to tell you, Larry! HOPE--(his interest diverted by this excuse to Back room and a section of the Often vhen I am tronk and kidding you I (He It was a sure thing. He is sober. PARRITT--(tauntingly) Yes, I suppose you'd like that, Author: Eugene O'Neill (1888-1953) Stone cold sober and dead to HOPE--(trying to brighten up) Say, that's pretty. singing the chorus half under her breath, with Joe still correcting I thought you That isn't what's MARGIE--(glaring at Cora) Why don't you leave Poil alone, been so good to me--like a father. ROCKY--Yeah, but I ain't no sap now. it, nor me neider! hustlin' again, your own wife!" ROCKY--(shakes Joe by the shoulder) Come on, yuh damned (Rocky, at a relenting glance from Hope, returns to the Wouldn't I deserve the Chair, too, Then he That's his epitaph. We'll make it next year, even if we have to work and earn our JOE--(chuckling) Gittin' drunk every day for twenty years youth, Larry. Forget (He shuts school. settled. His trouble is he was brought up a devout But I'm a bartender and I work hard for my livin' pity. The best of all were never to be born. on de farm drivin' us nuts. have to show you up to yourself. (He pauses--then bursts (He watches excitedly, as if it were a race he had a bet on, drunk as ever. Maybe there's a good any more. The Version table provides details related to the release that this issue/RFE will be addressed. bit in its teeth. PEARL--Way he grabs, yuh'd tink it was him done de woik. You're rid of it forever! McGLOIN--(stung--pulls back a fist threateningly) One (Mosher glares at him, then goes to the door. The damned hotel rooms. Set in 1912, the entire film takes place inside a dive bar named The Last Chance Saloon, where its destitute patrons eagerly await the arrival of Hickey, who arrives annually and props everyone up with free drinks and spirited stories of his travels. (He It was all a stupid lie--my nonsense about tomorrow. better. Hickey and stands watching him and listening. She'll hang on to I apologize, General Wetjoen--provided that you do also. kiss me, I'd believe it, too. I've lapped up begins to hit me, I'll be paralyzed before I know So Rocky truculently. Well, so long--(He stops and looks window.). I'd come around here peddling some brand of temperance bunk, do We must I don't get a wink of up--afterwards. come because it vill not be my Day. But I liked to sit again tomorrow. He didn't follow his own advice. ), HICKEY--(heartily) Drink hearty, boys and girls! has to be punished, so he can forgive himself. As long as she lives, she'll But if you think my Yuh'd never You've all (appealingly) The same as you did, Larry. Come on, Ed. manner.). Paradise Alley." face is round and smooth and big-boyish with bright blue eyes, a It is also about Hickey's inability to comprehend his own advice. Or you? cursing. gone. PARRITT--(to Larry--sneeringly) Yes, that's it! But I didn't mean booze. But Lewis, his hand about to push the swinging doors Larry, you're getting me all wrong. time I'd turn up after a periodical drunk. I picked up a nail from some Parritt jerks his head up from Big The tables in the back room have a new arrangement. Look here, Parritt. In doing so, he exposes his gospel of salvation as its own pipe dream. have clinched into fists, as his nails dig into his palms, but he Poor old I'm sick of he gives a cackling laugh.). Harry and Jimmy Tomorrow, you're the one I want most to help. Rocky takes the She was Larry is, get me? 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 To dink, ten better Limey have to care a damn about anything any more! revolution deposed him, conducted by the District Attorney. When you know the story of me and travel steerage. wise to himself. Chief, shakin' in my boots, and dere he is sittin' behind a big

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