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22INT. PUB - NIGHT

COLM, the dog at his feet, playing fiddle in a session with two other MUSICIANS. The pub is unusually crowded. PADRAIC * makes his way to JONJO at the bar.

PADRAIC

I didn’t hear there was to be a session.

JONJO

Last minute thing. Colm decided.

PADRAIC frowns. JONJO pours him a pint. For once there are some LOCAL WOMEN in the bar, mostly around COLM.

JONJO (CONT'D)

All the ladies love Colm, d’you know?

Always did.

PADRAIC

Yeah? That’s not true.

DOMINIC comes in with his stick.

JONJO

You’re still barred, Dominic. Out!

DOMINIC

You said barred until April.

JONJO

And what are we now?

DOMINIC

April!

JONJO

Well put that stick outside anyways and

don’t be bothering the women.

DOMINIC

There’s women?! There is women! And good ones!

LATER. At a window table, PADRAIC and DOMINIC, gently drunk, watch COLM playing a slower, mournful tune, perhaps “I’m a Man You Don’t Meet Every Day” as a LOCAL WOMAN (40’s) sings.

LOCAL WOMAN

(singing mournfully)

“Well I took out my dog, and him I did

shoot, all down in the County Kildare.

So be easy and free, when you’re

drinking with me, I’m a man you meet

every day.”

DOMINIC

If we sat next to Colm, the women would

have to talk to us too. And then we

could get at them, with our small talk!

PADRAIC

I’m happy enough sitting here, now.

DOMINIC

Are ya, yeah? Are ya happy enough, *