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PADRAIC, lost in thought, passes DOMINIC KEARNEY, an odd fella, 20’s, son of the policeman. He has a long stick with a tiny hook at one end.
DOMINIC
Padraic.
PADRAIC
(in passing)
Dominic.
DOMINIC walks along beside him. *
DOMINIC
What’s the matter with ya?
PADRAIC
Nothing’s the matter with me (quietly)
for God’s sake.
DOMINIC *
Look at this I found. A stick with a
hook. What would you use it for, I
wonder? To hook things! That were the
length of a stick away! Probably.
(pause)
Where ya going?
PADRAIC
Down here.
DOMINIC
As good a plan as any! D’you have a fag? *
PADRAIC
No.
DOMINIC
Ah you do, you always do. *
PADRAIC
ColmSonnyLarry’s at Jonjo’s handing out
a rake of fags. Whoever’s in the mood
for one.
DOMINIC
Is he?!
PADRAIC
No.
DOMINIC slowly stops, as PADRAIC continues on.
DOMINIC
(You’re behaving awful unusual!) *