MR. O'CROWLEY (to Mr. Cassidy)
Perhaps you are satisfied now.
MR. CASSIDY
No, I am not.
MARTIN O'FLYNN
Well, taste it yourself and tell us what it is.
MR. CASSIDY (tastes it)
Whatever it is, it is not poteen.
MARTIN O'FLYNN (pours out some in a glass) I'll soon settle the question. (Drinks) That's poteen, and good poteen too.
MR. CASSIDY
I beg to disagree with your Worship.
MARTIN O'FLYNN How dare you disagree with me, sir, and I drinking poteen every day of my life. I'd resign my seat on the Bench rather than suffer to be insulted in such a manner again.
MR. CASSIDY I apologise. Nothing could be further from my thought than offence.
MARTIN O'FLYNN I'm glad to hear you say so, because when I said that the liquor in the decanter was poteen, I knew what I was talking about. Unless the prisoner tells us how he procured this illegal drink, he will be imprisoned for six months.
MR. FENNELL
For six months, is it?