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SIOBHAN is putting the final few things in her suitcase, to PADRAIC’s dismay.
PADRAIC
Now?! But you can’t be leaving now!
SIOBHAN
I can be leaving now. I can’t be waiting
round for any more of this madness.
(pause)
What did you say to him, Padraic?
PADRAIC
Nothing really!
She gives him a look.
PADRAIC (CONT'D)
Well, I’d sort of had a chat with
Dominic earlier, and a new sort of tack
we thought I should try...
SIOBHAN
Oh God...
PADRAIC
More of a standing up for meself sort
of tack. Well it was all going fine
until he chopped off all his fingers!
SIOBHAN shakes her head, shuts her suitcase, & looks over the house one last time, tearfully.
SIOBHAN
Me books wouldn’t fit. Would you look
after them for me?
PADRAIC
Ar don’t go, Siobhan!
SIOBHAN
They’re all I have, really. Apart from
the obvious.
For a split second he can’t work out what that is, but then he does and they hug tearfully...
PADRAIC
You’ll be back soon, won’t ya, Siobhan?
SIOBHAN
Oh Padraic!
PADRAIC
Don’t say “Oh Padraic!” Say yes!
She sobs, then smiles thru her tears, grabs her suitcase, and leaves, and PADRAIC watches her go from the window, up the * misty lane to the bend, where she waves back at him...