(To Bloom, over his shoulder.) You can apply your eye to the keyhole and play with yourself while I just go through her a few times."
Thank you, sir. I will, sir. May I bring two men chums to witness the deed and take a snapshot? (he holds out an ointment jar) Vaseline, sir? Orangeflower...? Lukewarm water...?"
(From the sofa.) Tell us, Florry. Tell us. What...
(Florry whispers to her. Whispering lovewords murmur, liplapping loudly, poppysmic plopslop.)"
(her mouth opening) Yumyum "
(Laughing.) Hee hee hee.
(Sweetly, hoarsely, in the pit of his stomach.) Ah! Godblazeqrukbrukarchkhrasht!
(Hoarsely, sweetly, rising to her throat.) O! Weeshwashtkissinapooisthnapoohuck?
(his eyes wildly dilated, clasps himself) Show! Hide! Show! Plough her! More! Shoot!"
Ho ho! Ha ha! Hee hee!
(points) The mirror up to nature. (he laughs) Hu hu hu hu hu!
(Stephen and Bloom gaze in the mirror. The face of William Shakespeare, beardless, appears there, rigid in facial paralysis,"
(In dignified ventriloquy.) 'Tis the loud laugh bespeaks the vacant mind. (To Bloom.) Thou thoughtest as how thou wastest invisible. Gaze. (He crows with a black capon's laugh.) Iagogo! How my Oldfellow chokit his Thursdaymornun. Iagogogo!
(smiles yellowly at the three whores) When will I hear the joke?
Before you're twice married and once a widower."