Now hast thou but one bare hour to live,

And then thou must be damned perpetually...

Why wert thou not a creature wanting soul?

In this scene, Randolphe again rises to the expression of earlier lines, bringing the original forcefulness back into the role. Staggering from one side of the stage to the other, Randolphe conveys the helplessness and terror of one who ignores repeated warnings from angels who had urged him to repent and assured him that God would forgive him. The female voice of the good angel floats down from a microphone hidden high in the rafters, while the male voice of the evil spirit, always urging Faustus along the path of godlessness, rises from beneath the set. Lucifer has won. Faustus will roast in hell forever and taste the everlasting effect of his daring to take the path which seemed so completely to lead to the satisfaction of his yearnings.

Marlowe's message is clear: the timid and virtuous fare much better than the bold and sinful. Modern audiences may not believe in hell any more that Faustus did, but they will not doubt the validity of the theatrical picture that he draws before them and will see the meaning of Mephosotopholes' words:

Hell hath no limits, nor is it circumscribed

In one self place, but where we are is hell,

And where hell is, there must we ever be.