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PADRAIC still waiting, impatiently now, AS THE CLOCK STRIKES FOUR. Sound of footsteps to the pub door and PADRAIC resets himself... then the door opens and SIOBHAN comes in.
JONJO
Siobhan! Do you want a sherry?
SIOBHAN
No.
JONJO
Righty-ho!
She sits at PADRAIC’s table, notices the extra pint.
SIOBHAN
What are you doing?
PADRAIC
Me?
SIOBHAN
Yes you.
PADRAIC
Nothing. Just drinking.
SIOBHAN
Not waiting?
PADRAIC
Not waiting.
JONJO
Well he is waiting, Siobhan, he’s
waiting for Colm Doherty.
PADRAIC
I amn’t waiting!
JONJO
He just told me he was waiting.
PADRAIC
Tell-tale!
SIOBHAN
Come home with me, Padraic. I’ve
something to discuss with ya.
PADRAIC
You’ve something to discuss with me?
We’ve never discussed something before.
That sounds... I don’t want to discuss
something.
SIOBHAN
Well you’ll have to, cos I’m leaving.
PADRAIC
Leaving?
(pause)
Like, leaving? Like... not staying?
She nods, stands, and heads out. PADRAIC looks at COLM’s untouched pint, looks at JONJO, and follows her out, the two lonely pints left behind.