Walt: Tomorrow. Tomorrow.
An allusion to King Macbeth’s speech in the last act of Shakespeare’s play of the same name. In the famous soliloquy, Macbeth is meditating on the fleeting and inconsequential nature of man’s best laid, most ambitious plans. Like Ozymandias — and Walt — Macbeth is king over a doomed kingdom. While it is unlikely that Walt is confessing this despair at this particular moment, the words of Macbeth resonate and echo ominously in Walt’s usage.
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time;
and all our yesterdays have lighted ways
for fools to dusty death. Out, out brief candle!
Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player
who struts and frets his hour upon the stage
and then is heard no more. It is a tale
told by an idiot, full of sound and fury
signifying nothing. (V.5 17-28)
I love scenes with minimal dialogue. I mean, not always to make a fetish out of it, but Walt says so many words in this episode and, for me, that’s one of the most evocative moments. He’s lying to himself again.
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