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Liliom
[With a stare.] I'm not sorry for anything.
The Magistrate
Liliom, Liliom, it will be difficult to help you.
Liliom
I'm not asking any help.
The Magistrate
You were offered employment as a caretaker on Arader Street. [To The First.] Where is that entered?
The First
In the small docket. [Hands him the open book. The Magistrate looks in it.]
The Magistrate
Rooms, kitchen, quarterly wages, the privilege of keeping poultry. Why didn't you accept it?
Liliom
I'm not a caretaker. I'm no good at caretaking. To be a caretaker—you have to be a caretaker
The Magistrate
If I said to you now: Liliom, go back on your stretcher. Tomorrow morning you will arise alive and well again. Would you be a caretaker then?
