" CLOV (dismayed):
Looks like a small boy!
HAMM (sarcastic):
A small... boy!
CLOV:
I'll go and see.
I'll take the gaff.
HAMM:
No!
(Clov halts.)
CLOV:
No? A potential procreator?
HAMM:
If he exists he'll die there or he'll come here. And if
he doesn't...
(Pause.)
CLOV:
You don't believe me? You think I'm inventing?
(Pause.)
HAMM:
It's the end, Clov, we've come to the end. I don't
need you any more. "
― Samuel Beckett , Endgame