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ADONAI
:
Dooooooooooog
!
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
!
(
The
retriever
,
nosing
on
the
fringe
of
the
crowd
,
barks
noisily
.
)
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
.
