Set in the grim slums of Dublin during the Irish civil war of –23, the play chronicles the Juno and the Paycock, tragicomedy in three acts by Sean O’ Casey. The most famous play by this remarkable Irish dramatist. Juno and the Paycock has been produced throughout the world and offers a compelling look at the. Setting. The living apartment of a two-room Tenancy of the Boyle Family, in a tenement house in Dublin. Period of the play,
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JOXER hands the case.
Well, they can keep their breakfast for me. Gimme me money, y’oul’ reprobate, or I’ll shake the worth of it out of you!
He goes over to the mantelpiece, and gingerly lifts the clock. He was not what some call pious — seldom at church or prayer; For the greatest scoundrels I know, sir, goes every Sunday there. I’d do it agen, pla, I’d do it agen; for a principle’s a principle.
Maybe I wouldn’t understand. Sure, you must be thinkin’ of somethin’; it’s yourself that has yourself the way y’are; sleepin’ wan night in me sisther’s, an’ the nex’ in your kuno brother’s — you’ll get no rest goin’ on that way. On the table is an old attache case.
D’ye know, I’m hardly able to crawl with the pains in me legs! Captain; I don’t like to say anything as between man an’ wife, but I say as a butty, as a butty, Tge, that you’ve stuck it too long, an’ that it’s about time you showed a little paycick. That you weren’t in no snugl Go on in at wanst now, an’ take off that mole- skin trousers o’ yours, an’ put on a collar an’ tie to smarten yourself up a bit.
I seen Robbie Tancred kneelin’ down before the statue Home About Contact Us.
You’re afther takin’ the word out o’ me mouth — afther all, a Christian’s natural, but he’s unnatural. When I was a sailor, I was always resigned to meet with a wathery grave; an’, if they want to be soldiers, well, there’s no use o’ them squealin’ when they meet a soldier’s fate. Come on, come on in, Joxer; she’s gone out long ago, man. Gawn with you, child, an’ you only goin’ to be marrid; I remember as well as Thw remember yestherday, — it was on a lovely August evenin’, exactly, accordin’ to date, fifteen years ago, come the Tuesday folleyin’ the nex’ that’s comin’ on, when me own man the Lord be good to him” an’ me was sittin’ shy together in a doty little nook on tye counthry road, adjacent payvock The Stiles.
BOYLE moving towards the door on left. It’ll soon be that none of yous’ll read anythin’ that’s not about butcherin’l He goes quickly into the room on left?
His nervousness and irritability increase almost to mania when he learns through a newspaper that tne of his former “Die-hard” comrades, Bobbie Tancred, has been killed because of information that Johnny has given the authorities. JOXER meeting him at the door.
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It is about six in the evening, and two juuno after the First Act. An’ Irelan’s takin’ a leaf out o’ the worl’s buk; when we got the makin’ of our own laws I thought we’d never stop to look behind us, but instead of that we never stopped to look before us 1 If the people ud folley up their religion betther there’d be a betther chance for us — what do you think, Mr. Anyhow, who, in the name o’ God, ud leave anythin’ to that oul’ bummer?
Scien- tists are beginning to think that what we call ghosts are sometimes seen by persons of a certain nature. At the end of the play the women leave to take on the responsibility of Mary’s child by themselves.
I’m puttin’ on me moleskin trousers! I’ll never doubt the good- ness o’ God agen. What you’re sayin’ of Father Farrell is very near to blas- feemey.
You know you’re a bit hasty at times, Mary, an’ say things you shouldn’t say. Bentham; he’s afther goin’ through the mill.
Unsourced material may be challenged and removed. He sets a record, starts the machine, and it begins to play “If you’re Irish, come into the Parlour” As the tune is in full blare, the door is suddenly opened by a brisk, little bald-headed man, dressed circumspectly in a black suit; he glares fiercely at all in the room; he is ” NEEDLE NUGENT “, a tailor. An’ then, I’d have another look, an’ I’d ass meself — what is the moon? She brings in drink and returns? Though I don’t blame him for fightin’ shy of people like that Joxer fella an’ that ouT Madigan wan — nice sort o’ people for your father to inthroduce to a man like Mr.
JOHNNY appearing in his shirt and trousers at the door on left; his face is anxious and his voice is tremulous. He has filled “every available spot” with fake flowers and is smoking a pipe on the sofa.