The earth is barren, all is still. There is less and less of anything here. In the shelter, blind despot Hamm (who can’t stand up) lords over his weary attendant Clov (who can’t sit down), each dependent on the other. Hamm’s legless parents Nagg and Nell slowly expire in adjacent trash bins, confined there by their son. Day after punishing day, Hamm steers Clov through a series of senseless, circular routines in impotent defiance of a predetermined outcome. With each reminder of the death that awaits him outside, Clov inches nearer to the exit.