Ulysses
ZOE: Forfeits, a fine thing and a superfine thing.
BLOOM: (With feeling) It is nothing, but still, a relic of
poor mamma.
ZOE:Give a thing and take it back
God’ ll ask you where is that
You’ ll say you don’t know
God’ ll send you down below.BLOOM: There is a memory attached to it. I should like
to have it.
STEPHEN: To have or not to have that is the question.
ZOE: Here. (She hauls up a reef of her slip, revealing her
bare thigh, and unrolls the potato from the top of her stock-
ing) Those that hides knows where to find.
BELLA: (Frowns) Here. This isn’t a musical peepshow.
And don’t you smash that piano. Who’s paying here?
(She goes to the pianola. Stephen fumbles in his pocket
and, taking out a banknote by its corner, hands it to her.)
STEPHEN: (With exaggerated politeness) This silken
purse I made out of the sow’s ear of the public. Madam, ex-
cuse me. If you allow me. (He indicates vaguely Lynch and
Bloom) We are all in the same sweepstake, Kinch and Lynch.
Dans ce bordel ou tenons nostre état.
LYNCH: (Calls from the hearth) Dedalus! Give her your
blessing for me.
STEPHEN: (Hands Bella a coin) Gold. She has it.
BELLA: (Looks at the money, then at Stephen, then at