"And so Georgina Johnson is dead and married. (A cigarette appears on the table. Stephen looks at it.) Wonder. Parlour magic. Married. Hm."
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"(He strikes a match and proceeds to light the cigarette with enigmatic melancholy.)
LYNCH
(Watching him.) You would have a better chance of lighting it if you held the match nearer.
STEPHEN
(Brings the match nearer his eye.) Ly/nx eye. Must get glasses. Broke them yesterday. Sixteen years ago. Distance. The eye sees all flat. (He draws the match away. It goes out.) Brain thinks. Near: far. Ineluctable modality of the visible. (He frowns mysteriously.) Hm. Sphinx. The beast that has two backs at midnight. Married."
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LYNCH
(Watching him.) You would have a better chance of lighting it if you held the match nearer.
STEPHEN
(Brings the match nearer his eye.) Ly/nx eye. Must get glasses. Broke them yesterday. Sixteen years ago. Distance. The eye sees all flat. (He draws the match away. It goes out.) Brain thinks. Near: far. Ineluctable modality of the visible. (He frowns mysteriously.) Hm. Sphinx. The beast that has two backs at midnight. Married."
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"ZOE
It was a commercial traveller married her and took her away with him.
FLORRY
(Nods.) Mr Lambe from London."
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It was a commercial traveller married her and took her away with him.
FLORRY
(Nods.) Mr Lambe from London."
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"(The cigarette slips from Stephen 's fingers. Bloom picks it up and throws it in the grate.)
BLOOM
Don't smoke. You ought to eat. Cursed dog I met. (to Zoe) You have nothing?
ZOE
Is he hungry?"
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BLOOM
Don't smoke. You ought to eat. Cursed dog I met. (to Zoe) You have nothing?
ZOE
Is he hungry?"
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"STEPHEN
(extends his hand to her smiling and chants to the air of the bloodoath in The Dusk of the Gods)
Hangende Hunger,
Fragende Frau,
Macht uns alle kaputt.
ZOE
(tragically) Hamlet, I am thy father's gimlet!"
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(extends his hand to her smiling and chants to the air of the bloodoath in The Dusk of the Gods)
Hangende Hunger,
Fragende Frau,
Macht uns alle kaputt.
ZOE
(tragically) Hamlet, I am thy father's gimlet!"
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"(She takes his hand.) Blue eyes beauty I'll read your hand. (She points to his forehead.) No wit, no wrinkles. (She counts.) Two, three, Mars, that's courage. (Stephen shakes his head.) No kid."
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"LYNCH
Sheet lightning courage. The youth who could not shiver and shake. (To Zoe.) Who taught you palmistry?
ZOE
(turns) Ask my ballocks that I haven't got. (to Stephen) I see it in your face. The eye, like that. (she frowns with lowered head)"
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Sheet lightning courage. The youth who could not shiver and shake. (To Zoe.) Who taught you palmistry?
ZOE
(turns) Ask my ballocks that I haven't got. (to Stephen) I see it in your face. The eye, like that. (she frowns with lowered head)"
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"LYNCH
(Laughing, slaps Kitty behind twice.) Like that. Pandy bat.
(Twice loudly a pandybat cracks, the coffin of the pianola flies open, the bald little round jack-in-the-box head of Father Dolan springs up.)"
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(Laughing, slaps Kitty behind twice.) Like that. Pandy bat.
(Twice loudly a pandybat cracks, the coffin of the pianola flies open, the bald little round jack-in-the-box head of Father Dolan springs up.)"
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"FATHER DOLAN
Any boy want flogging? Broke his glasses? Lazy idle little schemer. See it in your eye."
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Any boy want flogging? Broke his glasses? Lazy idle little schemer. See it in your eye."
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"(Mild, benign, rectorial, reproving, the head of Don John Conmee rises from the pianola coffin.)
DON JOHN CONMEE
Now, Father Dolan! Now. I'm sure that Stephen is a very good little boy!"
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[Image courtesy of the ZJJF]
DON JOHN CONMEE
Now, Father Dolan! Now. I'm sure that Stephen is a very good little boy!"
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[Image courtesy of the ZJJF]
"ZOE
(Examining Stephen's palm.) Woman's hand.
STEPHEN
(Murmurs.) Continue. Lie. Hold me. Caress. I never could read His handwriting except His criminal thumbprint on the haddock."
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(Examining Stephen's palm.) Woman's hand.
STEPHEN
(Murmurs.) Continue. Lie. Hold me. Caress. I never could read His handwriting except His criminal thumbprint on the haddock."
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"ZOE
What day were you born?
STEPHEN
Thursday. Today.
ZOE
Thursday's child has far to go. (She traces lines on his hand.) Line of fate. Influential friends.
FLORRY
(pointing) Imagination.
ZOE
Mount of the moon. You'll meet with a .... (she peers at his hands abruptly) I won't tell you what's not good for you. Or do you want to know?"
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What day were you born?
STEPHEN
Thursday. Today.
ZOE
Thursday's child has far to go. (She traces lines on his hand.) Line of fate. Influential friends.
FLORRY
(pointing) Imagination.
ZOE
Mount of the moon. You'll meet with a .... (she peers at his hands abruptly) I won't tell you what's not good for you. Or do you want to know?"
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"BLOOM
(Detaches her fingers and offers his palm.) More harm than good. Here. Read mine.
BELLA
Show. (She turns up Bloom's hand.) I thought so. Knobby knuckles for the women.
ZOE
(Peering at Bloom's palm.) Gridiron. Travels beyond the sea and marry money.
BLOOM
Wrong."
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(Detaches her fingers and offers his palm.) More harm than good. Here. Read mine.
BELLA
Show. (She turns up Bloom's hand.) I thought so. Knobby knuckles for the women.
ZOE
(Peering at Bloom's palm.) Gridiron. Travels beyond the sea and marry money.
BLOOM
Wrong."
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