Ulysses

The Hallucination of Ulysses

Come up here, Dedalus!

Come up, you fearful jesuit!

Dedalus?

Here is my dear brothers

the real Christ

body, soul,

the blood and guts.

Slow music, please

Silence all!

Tell me, Mulligan!

Yes, my dear!

How long is Haines

will this tower?

He thinks you

is not a gentleman.

Ah, that pesky English!

Bursting with money

and indigestion,

because it comes from Oxford.

You know, Dedalus?

He does not understand.

If he stays here,

go away!

Hey, lend me your handkerchief

so I wipe my razor.

The bard's scarf!

The new color for the Irish poets

green snot.

Can you imagine the taste?

My aunt believes

you killed your mother.

He could have knelt down, when

his dying mother asked, Dedalus.

I imagine his mother,

pleading with his last breath,

so that you kneel

and prayed for her.

There is something sinister in you.

Even a Jesuit education

creates strange things.

Ah, poor doggy!

I'll give you some shirts

and some scarves.

How are going

breeches of the second hand?

Thanks, but I can not use them.

Are gray.

Ah, can not use them!

Etiquette is etiquette!

He kills his mother,

but can not use gray pants.

Look at you,

his dreadful bard!

What do you have against me?

SPIT!

Remember the first time

I went to your house,

after the death of my mother?

Her aunt asked who

was in her room.

- What I said?

"Ah, Dedalus,

whose mother died stupidly. "

I said that?

And what's wrong with that?

I think the death beast.

I see dead in droves,

every day being

processed in casings

in the dissecting room.

That's pretty beast

that's it.

You do not knelt

on his deathbed and yet

is upset with me.

What nonsense!

I said it, but declined

offend the memory of his mother.

I'm not thinking

on offense to my mother.

- What, then?

- On the offense to me.

- You're impossible!

- Are you there, Mulligan?

I'm coming!

Do not be sad about it all day.

Let the bad mood away.

Haines wants breakfast each morning.

He finds it very smart.

Tickle it with a

changed, okay?

I got paid,

this morning.

At school? It was enough?

Lend us a little,

let's take a nice drop.

In the name of the Father, the Son,

and the Holy Spirit.

I'll tell you something, Mulligan,

you make a very strong tea.

As the old mother Grogan said,

when I make tea, I make tea

when I make water,

I make water!

- My God, it is tea!

- "Is this what I do, Mrs Cahill,

she said. Attention: Mrs. Cahill,

God sent it, do not use the teapot. "

Put on your book

as an indication of Stephen,

This is folk art!

Seriously, Dedalus, I'm broken.

Just go to school

And bring me some

the money they owe me.

Today's poets

should drink and dream.

Yes ..

Today, Ireland expects

his men to do their duty.

I need to visit

your national library today.

But first,

let's get to our dive!

This is the day

their monthly bath, Dedalus?

The dirty poet undertakes

to wash once a month.

All Ireland is washed

by the Gulf Stream.

I intend to use your phrases such

in my book, if you please.

- Will I be paid for it?

- Well, that I can not say.

Oh, wait until you hear

his theory of Hamlet, Haines.

Come on, Dedalus!

Have you eaten all we left.

What is your theory about Hamlet?

No!

I am not qualified to do so!

You could not understand it

without drinking a little, right?

It's simple.

He proves mathematically

that Hamlet's grandson

is Shakespeare's grandfather,

and that he himself,

is the spirit of his father.

What?

Himself?

A little drink of anything,

can loosen the tongue of Dedalus.

I once read a theory about

such thing as a father and son

the child is struggling

to be rewarded by her father.

I think we should not laugh,

He is blaspheming.

- How did he call it?

- The ballad of joking Jesus.

Oh, you had heard?

About 3 times a day

after meals.

You're not a believer, is it?

I mean, a believer in the sense

strict word.

It seems to me that the word

has only one meaning.

Yes, of course.

Believe it or not, right?

Whoever stole the poor

Thus Spake give Mr. Zarathrusta!

Secretly, I do not believe

the idea of a personal God.

You also do not

believe, I imagine.

You're giving me a bad

example of free thought.

I dare say that you like

Irish, should think so.

In England, we know that

treat them unfairly,

and it seems to me that

we can blame history.

I'm English,

and I think as such.

I do not want my country

fall into the hands of a Jew.

I believe this

be a problem now.

Poldy?

Hurry this tea, I'm thirsty!

But it takes!

Who are the letters?

Can I open the curtains?

Is it good?

Who sent the letter?

Ah, the Boylan!

Him ..

he is bringing

The program for the concert this afternoon.

At 4 o'clock.

What to sing?

Ah, "La ci" give and

"Love's Old Sweet Song."

You. .. or

to open the window a little?

What time is the funeral

Paddy Dignam?

I think it's at 11.

I have not read the newspaper.

Give me ...

No!

No, the book!

He must have fallen!

I wanted to ask him

about a word.

Here. What does it mean?

Metempsychosis?

Yes, who or what is it?

Metempsychosis is Greek. The Greek.

Means ...

the transmigration of souls.

Ah, that great!

Speak my language!

"... The monster Maffei desisted,

and the victim walked away with a curse ... "

- Are you finished?

- Yes, and there's nothing obscene.

She is passionate

the first guy all the time?

I have not read.

You want another?

I want to.

Bring another of Paul de Kock's.

What a beautiful name it has!

Reincarnation,

that is the word!

Some people believe

we continue to life

in another body after death

and others who have lived before.

Some say they remember

of past lives.

It smells burned,

left something on fire?

The kidney!

Hockey!

Mr. Daesy asked me to

remove my doubts with you.

- You can not do alone?

- No, sir.

6, takes one.

Stupid and ignorant.

Still, someone loves you.

Put him in your arms

and his heart.

Moreover,

the rest of the world misses.

A leading zero.

Still, he is loved.

Although with its weakness,

with full force.

Understand now?

Can you get 2 of your own?

I was like him,

graceful and needy.

My childhood

was by my side.

They are very simple.

Yes, sir. Thanks.

Come on,

Mr. Deasy calls.

There you are.

Hockey!

Mr Dedalus,

let's settle the score.

I'm counting.

- 3 and 12.

- Thank you, sir.

Do not hold so

will lose!

- Buy one of these here.

- My would always be empty.

Why not save!

You know what's reason

of pride for the English?

Pay the bills alone.

Never borrowed a penny.

Can you feel it? Can?

- At the moment, no.

- I knew not.

But one day feel.

We are generous,

but we also have to be fair.

I fear these words,

that make us so unhappy.

You consider me

an old conservative?

I have rebel blood too.

We are sons of Irish kings!

Alas!

Mr Dedalus, you would do me

a favor with his literary friends?

I have here

a letter to the press,

It is a disease foot and mouth.

Take a look.

"I can invade your space

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