That's Sartre. I did that play in high school. My director was a French exchange student, and halfway through rehearsal when I was yelling at the two women I was to share hell with as Garcon as part of the scene, I caused her to stomp up onto the stage and shout, "Jonathan! Stop sounding like Sean Connery!"

This is, of course, what every teenage boy actually wants to hear at any given moment.

Of courshe it ish.

Point in case Carl. Satre was right - Hell IS other people:) I wish we could share the bar Cheers style.

Cleops, true, but I think that may be the joke, here! This is the one bar that isn't a little slice of Hell, by that definition, and yet there's that quote.