I’m not a caretaker. I’m no good at caretaking. To be a caretaker—you have to be a caretaker——
THE MAGISTRATE
If I said to you now: Liliom, go back on your stretcher. Tomorrow morning you will arise alive and well again. Would you be a caretaker then?
LILIOM
No.
THE MAGISTRATE
Why not?
LILIOM
Because—because that’s just why I died.