CLAW:
Finally finally finally. OK?
HOOF:
What?
(Pause.)
CLAW:
Piece by piece, one molecule at a time, you put all the little shit together, then one day there's a big
pile.
HOOF:
Yes. Big pile!
(Pause.)
CLAW:
Let's end the torture now.
— Sammy Becker, opening lines of Waiting for To Go (Groove
Press,
1954, 1982)