Улисс
Chapter 12
STEPHEN:Doesn’tmatteraramblingdamn.
BLOOM:No,but...
STEPHEN:(Comestothetable.)Cigarette,please.(Lynchtossesacigarettefromthesofatothetable.)AndsoGeorginaJohnsonisdeadandmarried.(Acigaretteappearsonthetable.Stephenlooksatit.)Wonder.Parlourmagic.Married.Hm.(Hestrikesamatchandproceedstolightthecigarettewithenigmaticmelancholy.)
LYNCH:(Watchinghim.)Youwouldhaveabetterchanceoflightingitifyouheldthematchnearer.
STEPHEN:(Bringsthematchnearhiseye.)Lynxeye.Mustgetglasses.Brokethemyesterday.Sixteenyearsago.Distance.Theeyeseesallflat.(Hedrawsthematchaway.Itgoesout.)Brainthinks.Near:far.Ineluctablemodalityofthevisible.(Hefrownsmysteriously.)Hm.Sphinx.Thebeastthathastwobacksatmidnight.Married.
ZOE:Itwasacommercialtravellermarriedherandtookherawaywithhim.
FLORRY:(Nods.)MrLambefromLondon.
STEPHEN:LambofLondon,whotakestawaythesinsofourworld.
LYNCH:(EmbracingKittyonthesofa,chantsdeeply.)Donanobispacem.
(ThecigaretteslipsfromStephen’sfingers.Bloompicksitupandthrowsitinthegrate.)
BLOOM:Don’tsmoke.Yououghttoeat.CurseddogImet.(ToZoe.)Youhavenothing?
ZOE:Ishehungry?
STEPHEN:(ExtendshishandtohersmilingandchantstotheairofthebloodoathintheDuskoftheGods.)
HangendeHunger,
FragendeFrau,
Machtunsallekaputt.
ZOE:(Tragically.)Hamlet,Iamthyfather’sgimlet!(Shetakeshishand.)BlueeyesbeautyI’llreadyourhand.(Shepointstohisforehead.)Nowit,nowrinkles.(Shecounts.)Two,three,Mars,that’scourage.