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           MILLY:My!It’sPapli!But,OPapli,howoldyou’vegrown!

           BELLO:Changed,eh?Ourwhatnot,ourwritingtablewhereweneverwrote,auntHegarty’sarmchair,ourclassicreprintsofoldmasters.Amanandhismenfriendsarelivingthereinclover.TheCuckoos’Rest!Whynot?Howmanywomenhadyou,eh,followingthemupdarkstreets,flatfoot,excitingthembyyoursmotheredgrunts,what,youmaleprostitute?Blamelessdameswithparcelsofgroceries.Turnabout.Sauceforthegoose,myganderO.

           BLOOM:They...I...

           BELLO:(Cuttingly.)TheirheelmarkswillstamptheBrusselettecarpetyouboughtatWren’sauction.IntheirhorseplaywithMolltheromptofindthebuckfleainherbreechestheywilldefacethelittlestatueyoucarriedhomeintherainforartforart’ssake.Theywillviolatethesecretsofyourbottomdrawer.Pageswillbetornfromyourhandbookofastronomytomakethempipespills.AndtheywillspitinyourtenshillingbrassfenderfromHamptonLeedom’s.

           BLOOM:Tenandsix.Theactoflowscoundrels.Letmego.Iwillreturn.Iwillprove...

           AVOICE:Swear!

           (Bloomclencheshisfistsandcrawlsforward,abowieknifebetweenhisteeth.)

           BELLO:Asapayingguestorakeptman?Toolate.Youhavemadeyoursecondbestbedandothersmustlieinit.Yourepitaphiswritten.Youaredownandoutanddon’tyouforgetit,oldbean.

           BLOOM:Justice!AllIrelandversusone!Hasnobody...?(Hebiteshisthumb.)

           BELLO:Dieandbedamnedtoyouifyouhaveanysenseofdecencyorgraceaboutyou.Icangiveyouarareoldwinethat’llsendyouskippingtohellandback.