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PADRAIC, ashen, comes back inside, the finger behind him.
SIOBHAN
What was that, a bird?
PADRAIC
(pause)
What was what?
SIOBHAN
The bang at the door.
PADRAIC thinks a long while, unable to lie.
PADRAIC
A bird?
SIOBHAN
Aye.
PADRAIC
No.
SIOBHAN stops stirring, bemused by this behaviour.
SIOBHAN
What was it so?!
PADRAIC
(pause)
The bang at the door?
SIOBHAN
Aye!!
PADRAIC
What was the bang at the door?
She gives him a look.
PADRAIC (CONT'D)
Err... it was... err... hard to lie, it
was... err... the bang at the door
was... a finger.
SIOBHAN smiles, confused, then loses her smile.
SIOBHAN
A wha?
PADRAIC
Finger.
PADRAIC holds out the bloody finger and she screams in horror, frightening the donkey.
PADRAIC (CONT'D)
Jesus, Siobhan, you’ll frighten the
little fella!
SIOBHAN
Throw it out! Throw it out, Padraic!
PADRAIC
I’m not throwing his finger out! It’ll
get dirt on it.
PADRAIC goes through to another room, as SIOBHAN stands there in shock. PADRAIC returns, cleaning the blood off his hands with the towel from earlier.
SIOBHAN
Where’d you put it?
PADRAIC
Shoebox.
(pause)
Well he’s serious then.