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Parisian bon vivant, World War II Resistance fighter, Nobel Prize-winning playwright, philandering husband and recluse? | dG1fVV9ZazN6U0JHNjg
Transcript
00:00 The Nobel Prize for literature is hereby awarded to Samuel Beckett
00:05 You'll get the stuff
00:08 You know, this is going to be a journey to your shame
00:14 Mr. Joyce, my name is Samuel Beckett. I have a great respect for your work
00:24 Don't do it. What? Right. I'll do something I was considering. Dumplings. For supper we shall be having dumplings
00:31 Stay there and consideration
00:36 Whose forgiveness do you need the most, Suzanne?
00:41 You might name your scars after her. I might name my joys as well. You couldn't wait to get through the pleasure to the pain
00:52 Gestapo. Go.
00:54 The important thing is not what we write, but how we write. We must write dangerously, Beckett
01:01 Even in that horrible place
01:04 They couldn't turn off the stars
01:08 Mr. Beckett
01:13 I'm Barbara Bray from the drama department. It has redefined modern literature. It is a masterpiece
01:20 You used to tell me when you were going to her
01:23 Now you're just going
01:25 It was very nice to meet you. Don't be absurd
01:28 You and I, Sam, were not made for victory. We won't survive it. There was joy
01:42 You said dance first, think later
01:48 You
01:50 (upbeat music)
01:53 [BLANK_AUDIO]

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