Judging by the morass of Google results on the subject, Beckett’s must/can’t/will-go-on line is so widely and variously (mis-)quoted and (mis-)attributed (is it in Watt? Molloy? Endgame? The Unnameable? Are these words, whichever exact words they may happen to be, the final words of The Unnameable? For goodness’ sake, someone with a copy of the book to hand go and look it up! And no smart-arseing about how he wrote it in French originally anyway…) that it forms a kind of collective screen memory for Beckett’s work as a whole: a six-(give-or-take-a-few-)word summary that one can trot out as a relaxing alternative to having to endure the trauma of Beckett’s actual prose…