Ulysses Page #3

more than the old Tatar God

already done. By Jesus, she had

disease foot and mouth, for sure!

I want to write me something.

Something provocative!

Disease of the foot and mouth

that sucks!

Involve everyone, Father, Son,

Holy Ghost and Jakes M'Carthy.

Let me keep.

Gentlemen, may I suggest

that the house transfer services?

For that particular site?

My vote is the Mooney's!

On this subject,

he will renew two months and not 3,

but he wants a pair

in the Telegraph as well.

Tell him

to kiss my ass!

- Tell all the letters.

- Well, if I can

design in the library,

I tell him what you got

a free ad.

- Tell him he can

kiss my ass real Irish

whenever you want!

- Hello, Leopold!

- Chelsea Breen, how are you?

I can not complain.

How are you going to Molly?

Alright!

And your lord and master?

Oh, I do not even speak!

He is a danger to rattlesnakes!

- You know what I did last night?

- What?

It woke me in the middle of the night,

saying that the ace of spades

was climbing the stairs.

- The ace of spades?

Ah ... um ... Mina Purefoy

already had the baby?

I just call

ask how you're going.

She is on maternity

Holles Street.

- For three days she is ill.

- Sorry about that!

It's a complicated delivery,

second nurse.

- Poor thing!

- Ah, there he is!

I brought your lunch.

Give my regards to Molly, right?

I will give.

Good morning, again!

The Jewish thoughtful.

He saw her eyes?

Ah, Dedalus, are in danger!

Get your shield!

Father?

Stand up straight,

for the love of the Lord Jesus!

- You got any money?

- Where do I get the money?

Nobody in Dublin

lend me a dime.

You got something.

Here you are.

See what you can do with it.

I bet you got five.

Give me more than that!

My,

you are like others, is not it?

A group of cheeky unhappy

since your poor mother died.

Can not seek money

elsewhere?

I can.

I looked across the gully

O'Connell Street.

I'll try this now.

- You're funny.

- Here, buy a bottle of milk,

bread or something.

Soon I go home.

- There he is.

- What is he buying?

Leopoldo or

The Bloom Is on the Rye.

- He is crazy about books!

- He is an educated man.

He is not a common and ordinary person.

There's something artistic in Bloom.

Have you seen this book?

Oh no.

She would not like that.

"All dollars

that her husband had given her,

were spent in the most expensive and

wonderful dress shops.

For him! For Raoul!

His mouth is stuck in his

a voluptuous and delicious kiss

while his hands might feel

its opulent curves under

clothing. Is delayed

he said hoarsely,

looking at her suspiciously.

The beautiful woman withdrew its wrapper,

displaying their shoulders Queen

and volume in the breasts. "

Oh, no ... 'll take this.

Ah, Sweets of Sin!

This is very good!

- Here it is!

- Thanks!

Oh, look there!

"The time is closing!" Says one.

"Good luck!"

It should be exciting up there!

- Stephen?

- What are you doing here?

I bought it in another cart for a penny.

Is it good?

Chardenal's French primer.

Why did you buy it?

To learn French?

Take it! Is reasonable.

Father not Mind

bet on you.

I imagine that all

my books are gone.

Some.

We had no choice.

Give us a touch, Poldy!

"God, I'm dying for it!"

I was happier before.

He was 28 years.

She was 23. Something

changed after Rudy.

I never liked that.

We can not turn back time.

How's the old heart,

citizen?

Better than ever!

What is it, Garry?

We're going to win?

Let's see if we win

such Gold Cup.

I think not yet.

Not until the fourth.

- When you stop jogging.

- Me too. Unlikely.

How's Willy Murray lately?

Let's drink to our friend,

Dignam!

Paddy Dignam? Dead?

- What time is it?

- 4 hours.

I'm late!

Listen, but I saw the 5

minutes ago.

He is not

more dead than you!

Maybe. They managed

bury it in the morning somehow.

My God! Dignam!

I could swear ...

- That God is good?

- I'll forgive him for that!

Good God

it takes the poor Dignam?

Well, he is without

their problems now.

I say he is a villain

bloody, taking the lives

the poor Willy Dignam!

- Paddy Dignam!

- Be quiet!

- Good morning, gentlemen!

- Martin Cunningham passed through here?

- No, want to drink with us and wait?

Oh no sorry ...

no thanks, can not drink any more.

- But I'll take one of these cigars!

- Pass it to one of those, please!

Ah, thank you!

- Are you afraid that he bite?

- No. Bloom is afraid that he

think your leg is a pole.

- Are you sure you want nothing?

- Ah, no thanks.

Actually, I just need to talk

with Martin Cunningham on

insurance of poor Dignam.

He asked me to

to their home.

- Are you going there?

- Yes.

- You say to Ms. Dignam,

I'm sorry for the loss

and the funeral. Also,

everyone who knew him are

sad, having never known

someone as good and true

Willy and the poor deceased,

and tell her ...

- Yes, of course! With pleasure!

I heard that Boylan is

producing a concert now, in the north!

- Is not she?

- Who? Ah, yes.

It's true.

A summer tour, you know?

- As an event.

Mrs. Bloom is the star

principal, is not it?

My wife will sing, yes.

I believe it will be a success.

He is great at organizing,

excellent!

Lenehan, you look like someone

who lost a bob and found a tanner.

The race of the Gold Cup.

Throwaway won.

A stinky outside,

20-1.

And the rest nowhere.

Nice win!

20-1!

Such is life in a cottage.

Throwaway!

Weakness,

His name is Sceptre.

Persecution!

The story is full of it!

- Perpetuating hatred among nations.

- You know what is a nation?

- Yes.

- What is it?

A nation?

Nation is a group of people equal,

living in the same place.

- If so I'm a nation

they live in the same

place for 5 years.

Or again,

living in different places.

- This is my case!

- What is your nation,

if I may ask?

- Ireland!

I was born here.

Ireland!

Pass us the drinks.

What is that one?

This is my, how the heck

said the policeman dead.

And I belong to a race

which is also hated and persecuted.

Right now, this instant,

sold at auction in Morocco

as slaves.

You're talking

The New Jerusalem?

- I'm talking about injustice!

- Okay, raise your flag

and fight like men.

This is not good.

Strength, hate!

This is not life for men

and women! Insults and harassment.

Everyone knows

to be the opposite.

- What is life?

- What?

I mean,

the opposite of hatred.

Well,

I go to court

Martin Cunningham to get here

say that I come back in one minute.

A new apostle to the Gentiles.

Universal love.

Well, that's not what we learned?

To love our neighbors?

That guy?

Crave neighbors is their motto.

- Love an ...

- Well, Joe, to his good health and song.

- More power, citizen!

- That's right!

The blessing of God,

Mary and Patrick on you.

- I know where he went.

- Who?

Bloom! In court, it's a lie!

He bet on Throwaway

and went to get some money!

Bantam Lyons said Bloom

made his bet this morning.

He is the only man in Dublin

who won.

A black horse.

He himself is a black horse.

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