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Castle ruins/ancient hillfort overlooking high cliffs. Poteen half-gone.
PADRAIC
And you won’t get into trouble for
taking his poteen?
DOMINIC
I will get into trouble but fuck it! *
PADRAIC drinks. It’s strong stuff.
PADRAIC
I saw cannon-fire and rifle-fire on the
mainland tonight, did you see it?
DOMINIC
That’ll be the civil war.
PADRAIC
Well I know that, sure! I just didn’t
think this far West it’d be sprawling.
DOMINIC
Me, I pay no attention to wars. I’m *
agin them! Wars and soap! Agin them I *
am! *
PADRAIC hands the bottle back, & DOMINIC drinks.
DOMINIC (CONT'D)
I’ll tell you this much, we’re good at *
chatting, aren’t we, me and you? Your
sister, does she like to chat?
PADRAIC
Not as much as most women, but she’ll chat,
like. She more likes reading.
DOMINIC
Reading?! Fecking Hell. Reading!
(pause)
And did you ever see her with no
clothes on?
PADRAIC
(weirded out)
I didn’t.
DOMINIC
Did you not, and you her brother?
(pause)
Not even as a child?
PADRAIC
I don’t like to be chatting about these
types of things, Dominic.
DOMINIC
What types of things?
PADRAIC
Sisters with no clothes on.
DOMINIC
You saw my daddy with no clothes on.
PADRAIC
And till the day I die I’ll wish I
hadn’t!
DOMINIC
Sure don’t I know it! The tiny brown cock
on him!
PADRAIC takes the bottle back & drinks as he looks out to sea, almost talking to himself...
PADRAIC
What’s the matter with him? Maybe bad
news he’s had?
DOMINIC
Daddy?
PADRAIC
No, ColmSonnyLarry. *
DOMINIC gets up to go, moodily, grabbing the bottle back.
DOMINIC
Didn’t I tell ya I’d be off if you went *
whining about that lummox one more *
time?
(leaning in) *
I tell ya, he didn’t look like he’d had
bad news tonight! It looked like a
weight was lifted from his shoulders
tonight!
DOMINIC heads off, leaving PADRAIC to think about that a while.