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    The characters Estragon and Vladimir are waiting for someone named Godot, though they admit to barely knowing him. When Pozzo arrives, Estragon mistakes him for Godot in the dusk, due to the strain of waiting. Pozzo questions who Godot is and why they are waiting for him if they do not know him well, and the two struggle to explain their relationship to Godot.

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    The characters Estragon and Vladimir are waiting for someone named Godot, though they admit to barely knowing him. When Pozzo arrives, Estragon mistakes him for Godot in the dusk, due to the strain of waiting. Pozzo questions who Godot is and why they are waiting for him if they do not know him well, and the two struggle to explain their relationship to Godot.

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    The characters Estragon and Vladimir are waiting for someone named Godot, though they admit to barely knowing him. When Pozzo arrives, Estragon mistakes him for Godot in the dusk, due to the strain of waiting. Pozzo questions who Godot is and why they are waiting for him if they do not know him well, and the two struggle to explain their relationship to Godot.

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    ESTRAGON:

    Godot?
    POZZO:
    You took me for Godot.
    VLADIMIR:
    Oh no, Sir, not for an instant, Sir.
    POZZO:
    Who is he?
    VLADIMIR:
    Oh he's a . . . he's a kind of acquaintance.
    ESTRAGON:
    Nothing of the kind, we hardly know him.
    VLADIMIR:
    True . . . we don't know him very well . . . but all the same . . .
    ESTRAGON:
    Personally, I wouldn't even know him if I saw him.
    POZZO:
    You took me for him.
    ESTRAGON:
    (recoiling before Pozzo). That's to say . . . you understand . . .
    the dusk . . . the strain . . . waiting . . . I confess . . . I imagined . .
    . for a second . . .
    POZZO:
    Waiting? So you were waiting for him?
    VLADIMIR:
    Well you see—
    POZZO:

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