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BLOOM
:
Justice
!
All
Ireland
versus
one
!
Has
nobody
.
.
.
?
(
He
bites
his
thumb
.
)
BELLO
:
Die
and
be
damned
to
you
if
you
have
any
sense
of
decency
or
grace
about
you
.
I
can
give
you
a
rare
old
wine
that
’
ll
send
you
skipping
to
hell
and
back
.
Sign
a
will
and
leave
us
any
coin
you
have
!
If
you
have
none
see
you
damn
well
get
it
,
steal
it
,
rob
it
!
We
’
ll
bury
you
in
our
shrubbery
jakes
where
you
’
ll
be
dead
and
dirty
with
old
Cuck
Cohen
,
my
stepnephew
I
married
,
the
bloody
old
gouty
procurator
and
sodomite
with
a
crick
in
his
neck
,
and
my
other
ten
or
eleven
husbands
,
whatever
the
buggers
’
names
were
,
suffocated
in
the
one
cesspool
.
(
He
explodes
in
a
loud
phlegmy
laugh
.
)
We
’
ll
manure
you
,
Mr
Flower
!
(
He
pipes
scoffingly
.
)
Byby
,
Poldy
!
Byby
,
Papli
!
BLOOM
:
(
Clasps
his
head
.
)
My
willpower
!
Memory
!
I
have
sinned
!
I
have
suff
.
.
.
(
He
weeps
tearlessly
.
)
BELLO
:
(
Sneers
.
)
Crybabby
!
Crocodile
tears
!
(
Bloom
,
broken
,
closely
veiled
for
the
sacrifice
,
sobs
,
his
face
to
the
earth
.
The
passing
bell
is
heard
.
Darkshawled
figures
of
the
circumcised
,
in
sackcloth
and
ashes
,
stand
by
the
wailing
wall
.
M
.
Shulomowitz
,
Joseph
Goldwater
,
Moses
Herzog
,
Harris
Rosenberg
,
M
.
Moisel
,
J
.
Citron
,
Minnie
Watchman
,
P
.
Mastiansky
,
The
Reverend
Leopold
Abramovitz
,
Chazen
.
With
swaying
arms
they
wail
in
pneuma
over
the
recreant
Bloom
.
)
THE
CIRCUMCISED
:
(
In
dark
guttural
chant
as
they
cast
dead
sea
fruit
upon
him
,
no
flowers
.
)
Shema
Israel
Adonai
Elohenu
Adonai
Echad
.
VOICES
:
(
Sighing
.
)
So
he
’
s
gone
.
Ah
yes
.
Yes
,
indeed
.
Bloom
?
Never
heard
of
him
.
No
?
Queer
kind
of
chap
.
There
’
s
the
widow
.
That
so
?
Ah
,
yes
.
(
From
the
suttee
pyre
the
flame
of
gum
camphire
ascends
.
The
pall
of
incense
smoke
screens
and
disperses
.
Out
of
her
oakframe
a
nymph
with
hair
unbound
,
lightly
clad
in
teabrown
artcolours
,
descends
from
her
grotto
and
passing
under
interlacing
yews
stands
over
Bloom
.
