(sated, smiles) Plucking a turkey.
A good night's work.
(holding up four thick bluntungulated fingers, winks) Blazes Kate! Up to sample or your money back."
(Smells gleefully.) Ah! Lobster and mayonnaise. Ah!
ZOE AND FLORRY
(Laugh together.) Ha ha ha ha."
(Tosses him sixpence.) Here, to buy yourself a gin and splash. (He hangs his hat smartly on a peg of Bloom's antlered head.) Show me in. I have a little private business with your wife, you understand?"
Thank you, sir. Yes, sir. Madam Tweedy is in her bath, sir.
He ought to feel himself highly honoured."
Raoul darling, come and dry me. I'm in my pelt. Only my new hat and a carriage sponge.
(a merry twinkle in his eye) Topping!
What? What is it?
(Zoe whispers to her.)"
Let him look, the pishogue! Pimp! And scourge himself! I'll write to a powerful prostitute or Bartholomona, the bearded woman, to raise weals out on him an inch thick and make him bring me back a signed and stamped receipt.
(clasps himself) Here, I can't hold this little lot much longer. (he strides off on stiff cavalry legs)"
(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!"