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the voice of all the blessed

Alleluia, for the Lord God Omnipotent reigneth!

(From on high the voice of Adonai calls.)

adonai

Goooooooooood!

(In strident discord peasants and townsmen of Orange and Green factions sing Kick the Pope and Daily, daily sing to Mary.)

private carr

(With ferocious articulation.) I’ll do him in, so help me fucking Christ! I’ll wring the bastard fucker’s bleeding blasted fucking windpipe!

old gummy granny

(Thrusts a dagger towards Stephen’s hand.) Remove him, acushla. At 8.35 a.m. you will be in heaven and Ireland will be free. (She prays.) O good God, take him!

bloom

(Runs to Lynch.) Can’t you get him away?

lynch

He likes dialectic, the universal language. Kitty! (To Bloom.) Get him away, you. He won’t listen to me.

(He drags Kitty away.)

stephen

(Points.) Exit Judas. Et laqueo se suspendit.

bloom

(Runs to Stephen.) Come along with me now before worse happens. Here’s your stick.

stephen

Stick, no. Reason. This feast of pure reason.

cissy caffrey

(Pulling Private Carr.) Come on, you’re boosed. He insulted me but I forgive him. (Shouting in his ear.) I forgive him for insulting me.