Dublin Carol
by Conor McPherson
MARY- I love you. I can't help it. I always think about you. And I...I hate you too. I had this boyfriend. He wasn't my boyfriend. I don't know what I was thinking. He was, this friend of mine at work, he was her brother. He was a big...they're from Kildare. He was a big culchie, teacher. Primary schoolteacher. I met him when we were out one night. There's this place, Major Tom's. I was. I just wanted something to happen. He was there. A big shiny red face. I didn't... I wasn't serious about him. I saw him a few times. Drinking stupid cocktails around those places up there around the center. And I just came up the steps with him one night, into the street. And whatever it was, the way the buildings looked, it took me back in time. And I felt that, you...I felt that you were with me. And this guy Ger, he was pissed. He wanted me to go back to his house with him. And I know this weird, but it was like he was, compared to you, even as a messer, compared to you, he was such a fucking amateur. Do you know? That even in the morning all he's complain about would be his hangover and how he had copybooks to correct. Where you'd be looking for money to hit the bottle... Sometimes I smell you. Everything comes back.
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