LOGAN
'Tis easy enough to make fine weather friends. But
I suppose a friend isn't worth a damn unless he can
help a man when he's in trouble.
FALVEY To have a lot of money is the easiest way of makin' friends. But when a man hasn't either money or the sleutherin' tongue, he can't expect to have any more of the world's goods than myself.
LOGAN And have you no friends at all among all the millions of people on the face of the earth?
FALVEY The devil a one ever bothers their head about me but myself. And what I can do for myself is hardly worth doin' for any one.
LOGAN After all, when a man has his health and enough to eat, he should be contented.
FALVEY But how could you expect the likes of me to be contented when I didn't break my fast this blessed day yet, and all I have in the world is the bit of tobacco you see in my old pipe, and unless you're not as dacent as you look, 'tis hungry maybe I'll be until I find a turnip field before the fall of night.
LOGAN
Would you drink a pint of porter and eat a penny bun?
FALVEY Indeed I would, and remember the one in my prayers who'd give them to me.
LOGAN (knocks and the publican enters) Bring this man a pint of porter and give him one of the penny buns or two that you have on the porter barrel in the shop.
DRISCOLL
Indeed I will and much good may they do him.