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COLM is sitting there smoking at the table overlooking the island and the ocean, as PADRAIC comes out.
PADRAIC
Now I’m sitting here next to ya, and if
you’re going back inside I’m following
ya inside, and if you’re going home I’m
following you there too, no matter how
many walls you scale or bulls you
threaten.
PADRAIC sits. *
PADRAIC (CONT'D)
Now if I’ve done something to ya just
tell me what I’ve done to ya, and if
I’ve said something to ya, maybe I said
something when I was drunk and I’ve
forgotten it, but I don’t think I said
something when I was drunk and I’ve
forgotten it, but if I did then tell me
what it was and I’ll say sorry for that
too, Colm. With all me heart I’ll say
sorry. Just stop running away from me
like some fool of a moody schoolchild.
COLM *
But you didn’t say anything to me.
And you didn’t do anything to me.
PADRAIC
That’s what I was thinking, like.
COLM
I just don’t like you no more.
PADRAIC is tremendously hurt by this, but tries not to show it as best he can.
PADRAIC
You do like me.
COLM
I don’t.
PADRAIC
(pause)
You liked me yesterday!
COLM
Oh did I, yeah?
PADRAIC
I thought you did.
COLM
You know best, I suppose.
PADRAIC
(pause)
I like you.
(pause)
What’s the matter with ya?
(teary)
You’re me friend.
COLM gives him a look & returns to the pub, and PADRAIC is left there, unbelievably sad. He finishes his pint, almost choking on it, looks back at the pub and the men inside, then walks off home.