Source Text: JUNO3.4Johnny: It's a wondher you're not ashamed to show your face here, afther what has happened.
Jerry: Mary!
Jerry: Mary, I want to speak to you for a few moments, may I?
Jerry: Your mother has told me everything, Mary, and I have come to you -- I have come to tell you, Mary, that my love for you is greater and deeper than ever...
Mary: Oh, Jerry, Jerry, say no more; all that is over now; anything like that is impossible now!
Jerry: Impossible? Why do you talk like that, Mary?
Mary: After all that has happened.
Jerry: What does it matter what has happened? We are young enough to be able to forget all those things. Mary, Mary, I am pleading for your love. With Labour, Mary, humanity is above everything; we are the Leaders in the fight for a new life. I want to forget Bentham, I want to forget that you left me -- even for a while.
Mary: Oh, Jerry, Jerry, you haven't the bitter word of scorn for me after all.
Jerry: Scorn! I love you, love you, Mary!
Mary: Even though...
Jerry: Even though you threw me over for another man; even though you gave me many a bitter word!
Mary: Yes, yes, I know; but you love me even though -- even though -- I'm -- goin' -- goin' -- Ah, I was thinkin' so -- You don't know everything!
Jerry: Surely to God, Mary, you don't mean that -- that -- that...
Mary: Now you know all, Jerry; now you know all!
Jerry: My God, Mary, have you fallen as low as that?
Mary: Yes, Jerry, as you say, I have fallen as low as that.
Jerry: I didn't mean it that way, Mary -- it came on me so sudden, that I didn't mind what I was sayin' -- I never expected this -- your mother never told me -- I'm sorry -- God knows, I'm sorry for you, Mary.
Mary: Let us say no more, Jerry; I don't blame you for thinkin' it's terrible -- I suppose it is -- Everybody'll think the same -- it's only as I expected -- your humanity is just as narrow as the humanity of the others.
Jerry: I'm sorry, all the same -- I shouldn't have troubled you -- I wouldn't if I'd known -- If I can do anything for you -- Mary -- I will.
Mary: Do you remember, Jerry, the verses you read when you gave the lecture in the Socialist Rooms some time ago, on Humanity's Strife with Nature?
Jerry: The verses -- no; I don't remember them.
Mary: I do. They're runnin' in me head now -- An' we felt the power that fashion'd All the lovely things we saw, That created all the murmur Of an everlasting law, Was a hand of force an' beauty, With an eagle's tearin' claw. Then we saw our globe of beauty Was an ugly thing as well, A hymn divine whose chorus Was an agonizin' yell; Like the story of a demon, That an angel had to tell; Like a glowin' picture by a Hand unsteady, brought to ruin; Like her craters, if their deadness Could give life unto the moon; Like the agonizing horror Of a violin out of tune.
Johnny: Is he gone?
Mary: Yes.
First_Man: We can't wait any longer for t'oul' fella -- sorry, Miss, but we have to live as well as th' nex' man.
Johnny: Oh, isn't this terrible! -- I suppose you told him everything -- couldn't you have waited for a few days? -- he'd have stopped th' takin' of the things, if you'd kep' your mouth shut. Are you burnin' to tell every one of the shame you've brought on us?
Mary: Oh, this is unbearable!
First_Man: We'll take the chest o' drawers next -- it's the heaviest.
Johnny: Mother o' God, the light's afther goin' out!
First_Man: You put the win' up me the way you bawled that time. The oil's all gone, that's all.
Johnny: Mother o' God, there's a shot I'm afther gettin'!
First_Man: What's wrong with you, man? Is it a fit you're takin'?
Johnny: I'm afther feelin' a pain in me breast, like the tearin' by of a bullet!
First_Man: He's goin' mad -- it's a wondher they'd leave a chap like that here by himself.
First_Irregular: Who are you? -- what are yous doin' here? -- quick!
First_Man: Removin' furniture that's not paid for.
Irregular: Get over to the other end of the room an' turn your faces to the wall -- quick!
Second_Irregular: Come on, Sean Boyle, you're wanted; some of us have a word to say to you.
Johnny: I'm sick, I can't -- what do you want with me?
Second_Irregular: Come on, come on; we've a distance to go, an' haven't much time -- come on.
Johnny: I'm an oul' comrade -- yous wouldn't shoot an oul' comrade.
Second_Irregular: Poor Tancred was an oul' comrade o' yours, but you didn't think o' that when you gave him away to the gang that sent him to his grave. But we've no time to waste; come on -- here, Dermot, ketch his arm. Have you your beads?
Johnny: Me beads! Why do you ass me that, why do you ass me that?
Second_Irregular: Go on, go on, march!
Johnny: Are yous goin' to do in a comrade? -- look at me arm, I lost it for Ireland.
Second_Irregular: Commandant Tancred lost his life for Ireland.
Johnny: Sacred Heart of Jesus, have mercy on me! Mother o' God, pray for me -- be with me now in the agonies o' death! -- Hail Mary, full o' grace -- the Lord is -- with Thee.