The Playboy of the
this night, with a man killed his father holding danger from the door, and let you come on, Michael James, or they'll have the best stuff drunk at the wake.
MICHAEL, going to the door with men.
And begging your pardon, mister, what name will we call you, for we'd like to know?
CHRISTY.
Christopher Mahon.
MICHAEL.
Well, God bless you, Christy, and a good rest till we meet again when the sun'll be rising to the noon of day.
CHRISTY.
God bless you all.
MEN.
God bless you.
They go out except Shawn, who lingers at door.
SHAWN, to Pegeen.
Are you wanting me to stop along with you and keep you from harm?
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