Rosencrantz & Guildenstern Are Dead

Heads.

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Heads.

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Heads.

Heads.

Heads.

Heads.

Heads.

Heads.

Heads.

Heads.

Bet?

Heads I win.

Again...

Heads.

Heads.

Heads.

Heads.

Heads.

Whoops!

It must be indicative of something

besides the redistribution of wealth.

Heads.

A weaker man might be moved

to re-examine his faith,

for nothing else at least

in the law of probability...

Heads.

Consider.

One,

probability is a factor which

operates within natural forces.

Two, probability is not

operating as a factor.

Three, we are now held within um...

sub or supernatural forces.

Discuss!

What?

Look at it this way.

If six monkeys...

If six monkeys...

The law of averages,

if I have got this right means...

that if six monkeys were thrown

up in the air long enough...

they would land on their tails

about as often as they would

land on their...

Heads, getting a bit of

a bore, isn't it?

A bore?

Well...

What about the suspense?

What suspense?

It must be the law

of diminishing returns.

I still spell about to be broken.

Well, it was an even chance.

Seventy eight in a row.

A new record, I imagine.

Is that what you imagine?

A new record?

No questions?

Not a flicker of doubt?

I could be wrong.

No fear?

Fear?

Fear!

Seventy nine.

I think I have it.

Time has stopped dead.

The single experience of one coin

being spun once has been repeated.

A hundred and fifty six times.

On the whole, doubtful.

Or, a spectacular vindication

of the principle.

That each individual

coin spun individually is...

as likely to come down

heads as tails

and therefore should cause no

surprise each individual time it does.

Heads...

I've never known anything like it.

He has never known

anything like it.

But he has never known

anything to write home about.

Therefore it's just nothing

to write home about.

What's the first thing

you remember?

Oh, let's see, hm...

the first thing that comes

into my head, you mean?

No...

the first thing you remember...

No, it's not good. It's gone.

So long time ago.

You don't get my mean.

Most first thing after

all the things you forgot?

Oh, I see.

I've forgotten the question.

Are you happy?

What?

Content? At ease?

Well I suppose so.

What are you going to do now?

I don't know.

What do you want to do?

Look...

What about it?

We have been spinning coins

together since I don't know when...

and in all that time,

if it is all that time, one hundred

and fifty seven coins spun...

consecutively have come down heads

one hundred and fifty seven

consecutive times, and all you can do

is play with your food.

Wait a minute.

There was a messenger.

Rosencrantz... Guildenstern...

We were sent for.

Another curious scientific

phenomenon is the fact that

the fingernails grow after death

... as does the beard.

What?

Beard!

But you're not dead!

I didn't say they only started

to grow after death!

The fingernails also grow

before birth. Though not the beard.

What?

Beard! What's the matter with you?

The toenails on the other hand

never grow at all.

The toenails on the other foot

never grow at all.

Do you remember the first thing

that happened today?

Oh, I woke up, I suppose.

I've got it now...

That man, he woke us up.

A messenger.

That's it...

pale sky before dawn,

a man standing on his saddle

to bang on the shutters...

But then he called our names...

You remember, man woke us up.

We were sent for.

That's why we're here.

Traveling a matter of extreme

urgency... a royal summons,

his very words...

official business no questions asked

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