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SIOBHAN talking to a BOATMAN, discussing a payment/timetable or somesuch. Finished, she heads off along the misty jetty, irritated to see PEADAR hop off the ferry and tag along behind her.
PEADAR
What were you talking to the boat fella fer?
SIOBHAN
Oh, for none of your (fecking) *
business, I think it was.
PEADAR
Of course it’s me business. Aren’t I
the law?
She snorts loudly through her nose, mumbling something under * her breath. *
PEADAR (CONT'D)
Hah? Well you can tell that whiny *
brother of yours I’ll be around soon
for that battering I owe him.
SIOBHAN
(A battering?) That’d be good, actually. *
It might take him out of himself.
Confused by all this, PEADAR stops & watches her continue on.
PEADAR
You’re an awful strange lady. No wonder
no-one likes ya!