MRS RIORDAN: (Tears up her will.) I’m disappointed in you! You bad man!
MOTHER GROGAN: (Removes her boot to throw it at Bloom.) You beast! You abominable person!
NOSEY FLYNN: Give us a tune, Bloom. One of the old sweet songs.
BLOOM: (With rollicking humour.)
I vowed that I never would leave her,
She turned out a cruel deceiver.
With my tooraloom tooraloom tooraloom tooraloom.
HOPPY HOLOHAN: Good old Bloom! There’s nobody like him after all.
PADDY LEONARD: Stage Irishman!
BLOOM: What railway opera is like a tramline in Gibraltar? The Rows of Casteele.
(Laughter.)
LENEHAN: Plagiarist! Down with Bloom!